Yay!  Thank you sooo much to Nimrodel and Sushi Delight, my two first reviewers ( ^_^ ).  Aragorn is appearing in this chapter so hold on to your hats!  Hehe…hope you enjoy.  Oh yea, this chapter is pretty long.  Don't forget to review please!!

            It was a few minutes before Elvulia heard footsteps again, except this time it was coming closer.  Fyn was walking towards her.  Elvulia was still a little aggravated at Fyn for not listening to her before so she turned the other way and walked away from the louder steps.

            "Evulia!"  She heard him call her name.  What a strong, solid voice he had.  Perfect for a father.  Elvulia snapped her mind off of that, remember…she was supposed to be upset with him!  Before she could walk much further, she felt herself being lifted off the floor and twirling around.  Fyn had picked her up and spun her around as if to show his joy.  She struggled to get down, flailing her arms about.

            "Elvulia, must you be so naïve?  We're going to have our own child!" he grinned, picking her up and passionately kissed her. 

            "I know!" Elvulia laughed.  So much for the upset part. 

            "We must celebrate!" he cried joyously through the halls, "Does anyone else know yet?"

            "Lady Arwen knows…" Elvulia said quietly, thinking Fyn would be angry that he was not the first to know, but he didn't seem to mind at all.  He practically skipped back to the dining hall, dragging Elvulia behind him.

            "Do you not have matters to attend to?" Elvulia whispered to Fyn, only for his ears.

            "You come first," he whispered back.  Elvulia couldn't help but counter that argument, thinking back only a few minutes before when he had ignored her.  However, this was a time to celebrate!  She was pregnant and Fyn was happy and proud! 

            Fyn stood in front of the dining table, catching everyone's attentions.  "Lords and ladies," he said in his booming voice, smiling from ear to ear, "My Elvulia here is with child!"  There was a loud applause.  Elvulia looked over at Arwen, who was looking back, grinning and clapping along.

            "I propose a celebration!" someone called out.  Elvulia didn't have time to look at who it was because her stomach did another turn.  "Not now…" Elvulia said, swallowing and holding it in.  She turned to the crowd, hiding her discomfort.

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            It had been some time since Fyn announced the pregnancy formally.  Arwen wanted a chance to speak with Elvulia alone but didn't have the chance because she was swarmed by everyone every time Arwen approached her.  Arwen sighed.  Needless to say, she was getting slightly bored.  She turned to the windows and watched the stars.  But something else was there, something moving…

            Aragorn!

            Arwen gasped.  She jumped out of her seat and ran towards the window to make sure.  Others had noticed and ran beside her.  "It's the warriors!"  "They're returned!"  There was a band of people, Aragorn, Legolas, Gimli, Haldir and a few others.  "Looks like there'll be a second celebration before a new sun wakes!"  The giant doors were opening, welcoming the soldiers with a warm and loving greeting.  Arwen watched them riding on their horses, so tall and proud.  She especially watched Aragorn and knew that he was looking at her too.

            It seemed like an eternity that they actually walked through the doors.  Arwen ran towards Aragorn, hugging and kissing him politely.  "Nae saian luume' (It has been too long)," Arwen whispered to him.  He smiled at her and kissed her back, "Later, melamin (my love)"

            It was a while before they all explained the battles but Arwen waited anxiously.  She couldn't wait until she could have a moment with Aragorn alone.  It was soo long ago that it seemed she had last spoke to him.

            When it was finally time, she walked over to him, taking his hand and leading him into the deserted garden.

            "Cormamin lindua ele lle (My heart sings to see thee)," Aragorn said, starting the conversation.

            "Lle naa belegohtar (You are a mighty warrior)," Arwen smiled, pleasing Aragorn immensely.

            "Amin mela lle (I love you)," Aragorn whispered, kissing Arwen on the cheek.  Arwen muttered something back and kissed him again.  They sat in the garden awhile, taking back all their memories and discussing all the journeys they faced without each other.

            "I could stay here all night just talking to you," Arwen said in the common-tongue.  Aragorn agreed but finally decided that both needed their rest for the morning.  They went to bed, congratulating both Fyn and Elvulia on the way.