Title: When in Rohan
Author: B-witched83uk (bwitched83uk@aol.com)
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Prequel to 'Luthien's flute' The family visit Eomer in Rohan, only to meet the fret of the army of Ohtarba
Disclaimer: I do not own 'The Lord of the rings' the whole of Middle Earth belongs to Tolkien
Dedication: My new friends from SJC chat. I have really enjoyed getting to know you all. x
Thank you's at the bottom. Only one more chapter left I think, hope you enjoy this one. Please read and review.
Chapter 12
Bringing up baby
Aragorn held the reins tightly in his hands. The storm had grown fiercer and they were ridding through the eye of it.
"It can not be far now." One of the King's men shouted to the rest of the party, over the loud rustle of the leaves in the passing trees.
Aragorn, who was ridding next to Faramir, leaned over to him. "They are over more to the West."
Faramir looked at Aragorn, a confused frown on his face, wondering how he knew this.
"Arwen."
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"Do not worry my love, I mean how hard can it be to deliver a baby." Pippin laughed, nervously, as his wife dug her fingernails in to his arm. She screamed out loudly, her womb contracting every few minutes.
"I think that if you can wait a wee while, then perhaps-"
"Does it look as though I can wait?" Her desperate voice broke through the cold air, cutting it with pain.
Pippin stood up and began to pace anxiously, talking himself through the procedure. "I mean, I have delivered a litter of pigs before, of course I had the Gaffer for back up, but how different can it be. Yes, yes this will be much easier, there is only one baby here." He turned to look at his wife, about to reassure her. When he saw that her eyes were closed, and she was making no sound, he began to panic. Pippin dropped to his knees, beside Diamond, and held her hand in his.
"Oh, you hands are icy cold." He rubbed them in his own, feeling her body shudder from the harsh weather. She moaned and turned her head, her eyes still closed.
"Diamond my love, you must wake up now, you must be here to meet our son." The little Took's eyes filled with tears as he brought her hand up to his mouth. He looked up to the heavens and silently prayed that his wife and unborn child would be alright.
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The warm water felt wonderful on Arwen's frozen skin. She sank back in the bathtub and submerged her hair under the warmth. She closed her eyes, thinking of Aragorn ridding out in this weather. She couldn't help but worry, if there was anyone prone to finding trouble it was her husband. Hadn't he caused her enough worry over their long years together, it was a good job she was an Elf, and needn't fret over developing worry lines.
"Naneth I do not think this storm will lessen any time soon." Galadwen walked in to the bathroom without knocking. They were a very close family, and seeing as both Arwen and Aragorn were raised by the Elves, they had never understood the sense of propriety that the race of men seemed to insist upon.
"The storm will take as long as it needs." Arwen did not open her eyes, for fear that her perceptive daughter would see the worry there.
Galadwen walked over to the bathtub and sat on the side. "I have not stop thinking since our return from Edoras."
Arwen turned her head to look at Galadwen, sensing that her daughter was distraught about something.
"Galadwen, what is it?" Arwen sat up in the tub and held her hand over her daughter's.
"The witch, Kuruni, she spoke of things to me, evil things. She said that my blood could be used to defeat the King, Ada."
Arwen nodded, she had already told her this, and waited for Galadwen to continue.
"Why my blood? Is there something different about my blood then the others? Why is it that my blood can be used to aid evil?" Galadwen's eyes dropped to the floor, a darker look set on her lovely face.
"hin lisse nin." Arwen stroked her hand over her daughter's face.
*My sweet child*
"You are all that is good and pure. Your blood holds heritage and magic, witch is neither good nor evil, it can be used for both. I am certain that your Ada and I have raised you to know the difference between right and wrong, to know to do the right thing. Do not let her words haunt you, for you are my child, and I know when I see good."
Galadwen smiled, bringing her eyes up to her mother's. She sighed, feeling relieved, and made herself more comfortable where she sat.
"You still, however, have yet to learn not to be so trusting." Arwen scooped some water in to her cupped hand and splashed Galadwen with it.
Galadwen sat there for a moment, shocked my her mother's behaviour, before deciding to retaliate. She swished her hand through the warm water, splashing it in to Arwen's face.
"Oh that is it, you are coming in here for that." Arwen grabbed Galadwen round the waist and pulled her in to the tub. Arwen's laugh was lady like and gentle, whilst Galadwen's was more like a scream. She held her daughter close and placed a kiss to the back of her head.
"My lady, is everything well?" Arwen's hand maiden shouted from behind the door. Arwen placed her hand over her shrieking daughter's mouth, her whole frame shaking with laughter.
"Yes thank you, all is well." Arwen let go of Galadwen and they both instantly started laughing again.
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Diamond moaned weakly, trying not to push against the building pressure inside of her.
"Pippin, you must promise me something."
"Anything my love, what is it?" Pippin held her hand tightly, trying to psych himself in to delivering the baby.
"You must promise me that you will take good care of him, you must promise me that he will see this world, as we had planned." Her eyes fluttered open again and she looked up at her sobbing husband.
"Do not speak in such a way, we will both take care of him, we will both show him the world."
Pippin's head snapped round at the sound of hooves on the dry ground. He stood up, letting Diamond's hand fall to the floor, and ran out of the clearing of trees.
"Over here, we are in need of help, please." He shouted out before the riders came close enough to identify.
"Pippin." Aragorn rode up to the small Hobbit, weary of the large horses now circling him.
"Aragorn, thank heavens you have found us. Follow me." Pippin ran back to his wife. The men dismounted and closely followed him. Aragorn ran in to the trees and knelt down beside Diamond, who smiled weakly at the King.
"Fetch us the blankets, the water and the Queen's bag." Aragorn instructed his men. Faramir came to join him and he placed his hands on to her stomach.
"Aragorn, she is more then ready to deliver." He looked at the King worried. The men set down Aragorn's things and walked out of sight to give the Hobbit woman some privacy.
"We will have to deliver the babe." Aragorn looked from Pippin to Faramir. "Does anyone know how?"
Faramir shook his head. "I have only ever delivered a foal."
Pippin's eyes lit up. "Well that beats my pigs. You'll have to do it." He handed Faramir the towels.
Faramir looked at Aragorn, utterly terrified, and made his way to Diamond's lower area.
"Very well." He lifted her skirts and felt for the child's head. "On your next contraction, push as hard as you can."
He noticed Aragon's amused look, and decided that the king should be as uncomfortable as he. "And feel free to squeeze King Elessar's hand."
Pippin walked down to where Faramir was settled. "Can I look?"
Faramir nodded, as Diamond let out a loud scream, closely followed by that of the King's. Aragorn examined his swollen hand and grimaced as she took hold of it again.
"I can see the head, the shoulders are partly out, another hard push Diamond." Faramir moved slightly so that Pippin could see his child's head.
Pippin took a deep breath of delight then stood up too quickly, his eyes rolled in to the back of his head and he fell to a heap on the floor.
"He fainted!" Diamond looked over at her husband, clenching Aragorn's hand as hard as she could. She squeezed her eyes shut and bit down on her lip as she pushed one last time.
The sound of his first child's cry roused him from his sleep, Pippin opened his eyes and crawled over to his wife.
Aragorn and Faramir laughed with emotion as the child was handed to the mother.
"Congratulations, you have a son." Faramir watched the two Hobbits, cradling their son, tears in their eyes.
"He is beautiful, truly a credit to you." Aragorn stroked a finger over the babes cheek, making it gurgle and nuzzle in to his mother's bosom.
Diamond turned to look at Faramir and smiled warmly. "Thank you."
Faramir nodded, feeling undeniable pride, and held the wriggling child's tiny hand.
"Would you like to hold him?" Diamond was sat, leaning against Pippin. She handed the babe to the man who had brought him in to this world.
"Faramir son of Denethor, I would like you to meet Faramir Took."
Faramir looked at the Hobbits in shock, incredibly touched. He smiled and nodded in gratitude. He looked down at the baby in his arms, and felt a well of tears form in his eyes.
"Are you crying?" Aragorn looked at his friend in disbelief.
"No…shut up." Faramir got a little defensive and turned his attention back to the child. Back to baby Faramir.
Aww, we all love babies right. The next chapter will be the last, and then I have no idea what I am going to write. I would like to do another on going fic, but I haven't got any ideas yet, if there is something or someone that you would like to read more about let me know. x
ME132:- I was singing them to the music from the movie so you aren't alone there lol. That is a good idea about Pippin and the children, maybe the song he taught them for Luthien's flute? You bracelet is on its way
The Last Evenstar:- Ok I know I have been neglecting the AA fluff of late (Oh God I'm even starting to speak like I'm from Middle Earth) but I will put some in the next chapter, I will have to think of something really fluffy…scones…to quench your fluff first.
Queen Arwen:- Pippin is cute but dumber then an ass.
The Converted:- I cried with laughter in bed over 'scones' I'm used to getting funny looks
Cerridwen-Evereven:- Thank you, I'm glad you liked it. Yay, the baby is here