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Okay well bad news, Obviously this is coming out late AGAIN. Credit to my total lack of time.

Good News: The following chapter was never intended to be written. However, you may thank Lossenianiel for her suggestions, thus initiating another chappie.

While I'm at it, I would like to congratulate SperryDee on her continuing work.

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A gentle swish of material woke Elrond from his sleep. Turning, he noticed that Celebrian still lay beside him, her dreams not interrupted. A quick glance around the room told him that there was indeed another elf present. A silver head was bent over the double trundle bed that housed the twin boys.

Elrond smiled as he gently rose from the bed careful not to disturb his wife. He crept quietly over to his father-in-law's side just in time to see the other elf finish changing Elrohir's diaper.

Elrond fought against the instinct that seeing his son in the arms of another elf constantly brought. It was irrational. The fear that spread through his veins was an absolute terror that his child's affections would be stolen from his parents.

Celeborn glanced at Elrond and motioned that he should pickup the other twin. Quietly, they crept from the room out into the moonlit hallway.

Celeborn was the first to speak. "I was taking a short walk when I heard this one start to fuss. I thought perhaps you and Celebrian could use a bit more sleep, so I took care of him. Obviously, I was only half successful in my scheme."

Elrond's forehead furrowed. "I'm afraid it is the result of being in too many battles. It is not the loud sounds that kill you know. It is all the silent ones the enemy makes before they make their battle cry and sever your shocked head from your shoulders."

Celeborn chuckled. "You should be glad your sons are not literate yet or they would have nightmares tonight."

Elrond sighed. "Celebrian knows so much inherently about parenting. I know so little."

"Celebrian's childhood was a bit more stable than your own. And, growing up with Gil-Galad would warp anyone's sense of normalcy."

"You realize that I should challenge you to a duel for that remark."

"Yes, you probably should, but I do not think that our wives would be kind to either of us for a few years afterwards."

Elrond smirked as he shifted Elladan in his arms. "I have no wish to be separated from Celebrian's affections."

Celeborn raised an eyebrow at him. "You should be very grateful at the moment that I am not Glorfindel. I am certain he would have a number of embarrassing comments to make on that subject."

"Pray, do not remind me of Glorfindel and my love life. That atrocity of a bed is all his doing."

"If you find it so horrible, then why do you keep it?"

"We had banished it from our room. But, when Celebrian was pregnant, she became…emotional and demanded its return."

"Ah, her mother was the same way. She refused to wear any color but burnt orange during her fifth month. She looked hideous, but I for one was not going to brave her wrath and tell her so."

Elrond frowned. "She must have looked as pale as a cloud."

"Actually, she looked more like a dead fish."

"Celebrian was radiant."

Celeborn smiled. "It id good you said that. Her father is very protective. Truthfully, his is also a little jealous. Not only do you have a son, but you have two sons. I could never have loved Celebrian more, but there was always a part of me that yearned to have a son, or just another child."

Elrond turned surprised eyes on Celeborn. "I would never have guessed."

Celeborn simply smiled in response. "Galadriel had problems carrying Celebrian. We did not think it wise to have another. I think I rather doted on Celebrian."

"You also taught her the finer points of self-defense."

"I thought it best for her. The fourth time she came home crying from a fight she'd been in, I decided the next one she was in she would win. I had no idea Elven children could be so aggressive."

Elrond sighed as they ended up back in front of his bedroom door. "Why don't you hand me Elrohir, so we do not disturb Celebrian more than necessary."

"Agreed. Goodnight Elrond."

"Goodnight."

Elrond crept back into the room and laid his children down. The sight of Celebrian still sleeping in their bed brought to remembrance the night he kidnapped her from her room. Tonight, he decided, was a much happier time if not as dramatic. Ever grateful, he kissed each of the twin's foreheads before rejoining his wife.

Gently, he brushed a lock of silver hair aside and placed a kiss upon her lips.

"Elrond?" Her sleepy voice inquired of him.

"No, it is Glorfindel." He whispered back.

"You terrible elf, trying to seduce a married woman with her children in the room."

Elrond chuckled and pulled her close. "Go back to sleep love."

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Galadriel sighed a she strolled around the small garden that Elrond had built specifically for her. Her parents had returned home a few weeks before. Glorfindel had been sent to deal with some human representatives, and Elrond was in a meeting with the rest of his senior staff.

That left her alone with the twins. Not that she was tired of caring for them, but gurgles and giggles did not make for stellar conversation. To make things worse, they were behaving themselves. They weren't crying or screaming and even rambunctious Elrohir was not attempting to antagonize his brother.

Celebrian knew she should be thankful for the momentary calm. Elrond seemed to highly doubt that there would be many days where the boys did not get into mischief, especially as they aged. She should be grateful. Instead, she was bored. Absently, she plucked another flower from the ground that her children's bassinet laid upon.

She heard a soft step behind her.

"Perhaps I should have the gardener plant more flowers if you continue to pluck them, my dear."

"Elrond! I thought you would never get out of that dreadful meeting."

"Miss me that much?"

"Unfortunately, I did." She motioned him closer and grabbed his hand as he sat down beside her. Absently, her other hand trailed along the embroidery of his robe.

"Elrond, I realize that I should be recuperating, but don't you think that I could take just a little walk?"

"You have taken a 'little walk.' What else would you call coming out to this garden?"

"A cheap stroll where I was escorted by two-hundred elves before I was let be."

"Celebrian…"

"Don't, you may be a master healer, but you are being overprotective. I simply wish to take a walk without being surrounded by a bunch of elves who are to enthralled of me to have a proper conversation."

"You know I can deny you nothing. You may go for a short walk provided I come with you."

"Wonderful! I'll take Elladan and you can take Elrohir."

"No, you cannot carry either of them right now."

"I carried both of them while I was pregnant."

"Which is why you must rest now." Elrond hesitated. He knew that he could not ask her to leave them with the nanny. Women did not normally enjoy being separated from their children for a while after birth. He did not think that Celebrian would be much different.

"I will carry both of them. Don't give me that look. They are already growing fast, and it will not be long before I cannot hold both at the same time."

Celebrian nodded her acquiescence and they proceeded on their way.