Disclaimer: I only own Aislinn and Lothiel. Nothing else, so don't sue me.

Chapter one

"Glorfindel! Glorfindel!" Elrohir called to his father's best friend, who had just returned from a hunting trip.

"What is it, Elrohir? What is the matter?!" he demanded frantically

"It's...it's Lothiel. She's giving birth!!"

"WHAT!?!" he yelled, immediately running towards the birthing room.

As he was nearing the birthing room, a scream erupted from it.

"GLORFINDEL!!" that'd be his wife, Lothiel

He ran even faster, dashing into the room, Glorfindel grabbed Lothiel's hand. Who immediately broke about all the bones in his hand. He didn't say anything, probably trying to preserve his pride.

Now, granted, it was Elrond delivering the baby since he was the best in all of Middle Earth. However, there was a slightly more personal reason why....Elrond was the child's godfather.

"Glorfindel, just so you know; she's been in labor since this morning. There's no telling how long she'll be in labor. Celebrian was in for two days." Elrond informed him, flashing a cocky smile.

"Don't start with me, Perehil." Glorfindel shot back

"Glorfindel..." Lothiel warned

"Hang on Lothiel, hang on." he encouraged her.

~the next day~

There was a sudden cry. It was finally over...four in the morning.

"Congratulations! It's a girl! What are you going to name her?" Elrond asked them

Lothiel looked at her husband. Her husband looked at Elrond with the baby in his arms. Some minutes passed when he finally said,

"How about Aislinn Celebrian? I mean, if it's alright with you Elrond." he asked

"Aislinn Celebrian? It's a beautiful name. I am sure that she would approve, be flattered even. If she were here." Elrond replied

"Aislinn Celebrian, it is." Lothiel agreed

~one year later~

"Aislinn! Aislinn! Come here! Your mother will be arriving soon...don't you want to look nice for her?" Aislinn's nurse asked

"NO!" that was the only word she seemed to know these days.

Suddenly, Glorfindel appeared in the doorway. Aislinn almost immediately stopped running about the room knowing that she might get a spanking if she didn't.

"Thank you, Lord Glorfindel." the nurse said, relieved to finally get Aislinn cleaned up and dressed.

"No problem, Wilwarin." he replied

all three suddenly heard horse hooves stomping on the ground at Imladris' gate. Forgetting about his daughter, he ran out to greet his wife.

"Lothiel!"

However, when he stopped, he found that there was only one rider with someone in his arms; that could only mean one thing...

"Lord Glorfindel! Where is Lord Elrond?! Lady Lothiel needs help! We were attacked by Orcs!" the rider said, stating the obvious. So, we'll call him 'Captain Obvious' from now on.

"This way!"

Glorfindel ran ahead, knowing that he'd find Elrond in his study doing paperwork.

Banging on the door he cried,

"Elrond!! Help!!!"

Elrond immediately came out, concerned.

"What is it!? Glorfindel!" he called after his friend

Seeing that Glorfindel wouldn't wait, he started running after his friend. They ran into Captain Obvious, who was waiting, and as soon as he saw Lothiel, he directed Glorfindel and Captain Obvious to the Healing rooms. As Captain Obvious laid her down he explained what happened.

"We were attacked by Orcs. It took me awhile to find her. Umm...Lord Glorfindel, Lord Elrond...I think that she was raped..."

"Why didn't you tell me before?!" Glorfindel demanded.

"Sweet Eru...ALL OF YOU GET OUT!! except you, Glorfindel." he yelled

~several hours later~

Elrond worked feverishly on Lothiel, when he finally sat back and said softly,

"All we can do now is hope."

"What happened to my wife?!" Glorfindel demanded to know

"Well, Glorfindel...I hope that you're ready to raise Aislinn on your own because no matter what way this goes, you'll have to. We have a re-repeat of what happened to Celebrian. If we're lucky, she'll sail as Celebrian did." he explained, stuttering a little bit and trying to hold back the tears that were threatening to spill from his eyes at the memory of what happened to his wife, Celebrian.

"What do you mean if we're lucky?!" he demanded

Elrond didn't answer him but instead started to leave the room. Glorfindel wouldn't have any of it. He pushed Elrond back down into a empty chair.

"What do you mean? Elaborate for me." Glorfindel asked, looking Elrond straight in the eyes, and his voice had a deadly edge to it.

"I mean that she'll die or sail to Valinor!! I said that already, alright!?" Elrond yelled at his friend but instantly regretted it. They hadn't fought in years.

Glorfindel stopped for a moment, then sitting down and accepting his wife's fate; he started crying. Not since the Fall of Gondolin had he cried.

"I'm so sorry, Glorfindel." that was all Elrond could say, even though he had gone through the same thing. He could offer no words of advice, since no one bothered to offer him any.

Glorfindel cried for days on end, but the day Lothiel died was the day that Glorfindel stopped crying, it was as if he was crying for his wife since she couldn't.

She died three, long months after the Orc attack.

They had her funeral two days after.