Ok this is a one shot thing I might update it sometime as I did with my other one shot fic it's just a little thing about Arwens thought's after all the elves go to Valinor and stuff I seriously hope you guys enjoy and like bye.
As Arwen sat at the window overlooking Minis Tirith, she pondered her decision to stay in middle earth with her beloved Aragorn.
Minis Tirith was certainly a beautiful city with it's stone walls and high views, but Arwen had to admit she missed home, she could never compare the beauty of Minis Tirith with the beauty of Lothlorien or Imladris, for both the elven cities where far more beautiful than the human city.
Her thoughts soon wandered to her family her father had after many years of persuasion let her and Aragorn marry. She loved Aragorn more than anything but she couldn't deny the longing she felt to walk through the forests of Lothlorien or wander the paths of Imladris one more time. The one thing she missed about her elven homes (for Lothlorien was also her home) was her family. She missed her brothers and their easy going nature they had promised to visit but they had not done so in the two years she had lived in Minis Tirith a few times Arwen had worried they might have forgotten about her but she knew they would never do that, they would visit just when was just the question.
She knew her father would not visit and that pained her to know and she knew it pained her father for her father had loved her so much and she too loved him equally as much they were always very close especially after her mothers decision to heed the call of the sea and leave for Valinor, she knew her marrying Aragorn had been hard on her Ada for he had been reluctant to let her follow the paths of her ancestors and become mortal, but it had been her choice, she loved Aragorn more than anything and she would do anything for him. She knew her father would soon be leaving Middle Earth to go to Valinor and she longed so much to say goodbye to him one last time, she wanted to return to Rivendell. Though she didn't wish to go to Valinor but her family would and she knew that she would never see them again.
Tears started flowing freely down her cheeks and she made no move to brush them away, as she looked over Minis Tirith in the dead of the night everyone was so quiet and peaceful not a soul was awake save her, and she stared at the beauty of it all, she realised no matter how much she loved her family and her old homes that Minis Tirith was her home now and Aragorn and their unborn son was her new family.
Her hand went to her still quite flat stomach and she felt a slight bump she smiled at the thought of the new baby growing inside of her, the healers had said she was approximately 3 and a half months along she wasn't exactly sure when the child would be born for the pregnancy's of men and elves were different men only carried for up to nine moths while elves carried for up to a year the healers had said the child should arrive approximately mid summer which made her smile for she too had been born mid-summer.
Yes nothing could replace her old family but still nothing could replace the new one that was growing and Arwen wouldn't change her life for anything.
Ah, it was crap but I thought I would post it and see the reaction hides don't hurt me for doing it so badly bye.