Legolas felt the warm breath on his cheek as he woke. Opening his eyes lazily he gave a huge yawn and saw the closed eyes of the most important Man in his life. Aragorn lay with his arms wrapped tightly around the blond. Legolas rested his head back on the pillow and lay watching him.

As he lay there, Legolas realised he was hungry and wanted to eat, the first time he had had this urge in many weeks. He did not want to eat for him self but to please Aragorn. The King seemed to be so sure that they were Soul Mates and he had no wish to bring harm on to his husband.

Closing his eyes the blond drifted back into slumber, feeling loved and happy; he also contained a strange feeling of being beautiful.

Aragorn tightened his hold around the Prince. He had pretended to be asleep to see what Legolas' reaction would be. It would have been all too easy for the Elf to sneak from his bed, go into the bathroom and force the contents of his stomach out once more. But the Prince had done none of that he had in fact simply gone back to sleep. It was one hurdle that Legolas had overcome, one of many that he would face in the days to come.

Aragorn was loath to leave his bed, but the King had become aware of what the time was. Or more to the point the King's stomach realised that it was time for the evening meal. Trying to move his arm without waking Legolas proved to be impossible, Legolas stirred and the blue eyes opened again.

"Hello." Legolas mumbled rolling over so that he could look at his husband. Aragorn smiled and placed a kiss on the thin spotty cheek.

"I have to go and attend the evening meal, Melleth I will be back soon."

"No, please do not leave me again, let me come." Legolas was begging and he knew it, but he was just so scared of what he could well do if he was left alone.

Aragorn was pessimistic as to whether Legolas would be able to keep his composure sitting with many Lord's at the evening meal. Aragorn was about to refuse and send for some one to sit with Legolas when he caught his husbands gaze. The impossibly blue eyes looked into his and he lost all power to resist. Legolas could have asked for the Kingdoms of both Gondor and Rohan at this point and he would not have been declined. Not many had the skills to refuse Legolas anything.

Nodding Aragorn offered the Prince his arm and the pair walked from the healing room, stopping on their way at their chambers to change into clothing more suitable for the meal. The robe that Legolas chose was the smallest that he had, but it was dramatically loose and he had to tie it with a belt around his waist, tightly. He had to keep shrugging it back up onto his shoulders as it kept falling down.

Aragorn wanted to laugh at the way Legolas seemed to be wearing a giants clothing but he knew the Prince was self conscious enough. Wrapping a protective arm around the thin waist he guided Legolas to the dining hall.

The closer they got to the doors the more Legolas trembled against his side. Taking a deep breath Aragorn pushed the doors open and they entered the chamber.

Legolas Point of view.

I have been a Prince all my life. One of the lessons my father and brother's always taught me was to hold my head up high, even when all I wanted to do was huddle in a corner and cry.

'Look at how fat the Prince is' I whirl around at that, but no else has reacted. Aragorn was still leading me towards the head table. The Lords and Ladies appear to be talking amongst themselves.

Had they not heard the voice?

'He looks horrible. The King will leave him.'

There it was again. Was I the only one to hear them?

End of Point of View

Aragorn was slightly surprised at the way Legolas was totally on alert, he was tense. His head was moving from side to side rapidly. It was almost as if he was listening for something or someone.

They reached the head table and they both sat in their usual seats. Their family, as well as Faramir and Eowyn were curious as to what Legolas had wanted to come to the meal.

The meal that was served consisted of some very heavy food that made Legolas nauseous just to look at.

Aragorn quietly removed the platter from in front of Legolas. In its place he set down a sliced apple and two sliced peaches. Legolas picked up the apple and ate it with his eyes down.

Then the voices returned. 'Look the King is stopping the fat Prince from eating anything that will make him even fatter.

Legolas jumped up from his seat and looked around; as he stood the servant behind him was knocked and she dropped the large jug of water she was carrying. Muttering an apology he ran from the room as fast as his debilitated condition allowed him.

Aragorn checked that the servant was unhurt by the broken jug and ran after his husband, catching him just as he reached the door. "Legolas what happened in there?"

"Did you not hear them? They called me fat and said that you hated me." Legolas tried his best to explain. The look of pain on the young Elf's face was shocking.

"Legolas no one was talking about you, I promise. I have heard of this, it is the illness, my Angel. It makes you hear things that are not real and only aimed at pushing you further into the grips of this illness. I promise you that no one thinks any of what you heard."

He pulled Legolas in to his arms and gave the distressed Elf as much comfort as he could. Gently steering Legolas back towards the Healing chamber he sent for a meal. Then he sat with Legolas in the middle of the bed just holding each other.

He took the platters of food when they arrived and slowly fed Legolas a few bites of meat and then some food before eating his own meal.

"I am such a child." Legolas said quietly. "I pretend to be an adult, but I am a baby."

"Legolas, you are very young for your kind and I do not think you are a child. You have faced far more than many Elves ten times your age have had to face, you are strong. It is not a shame to need the love and support of ones you love. It is freely and gladly given."

Legolas leant closer against his husband. They did not need to speak further and both sat there silent as they both felt loved. Eventually a knock on the door made them break apart, granting entry they watched as Faramir peered around the door of the Healing wing.

"Aragorn, may I speak with you?" He asked.

"Do you mind doing it in front of Legolas? Or is it private?" Aragorn replied pulling Legolas onto his lap and encased him in his arms.

"Not at all, I just wanted to tell you both that Eowyn and I will be taking on your duties for a while. We feel that the two of you need to have some time together."

Aragorn could only thank the Valar once again for having such a wonderful Steward. "Thank you Faramir. Would you also thank Eowyn for me?"

"There is no need, Aragorn I am right here." Eowyn announced. "I found this in your chamber's when I was fetching your clean clothes and thought that Legolas may want this."

The Shield Maiden handed the Prince a brown Bear, it was Growly. Legolas smiled broadly and held the bear close to his chest.

Suddenly Eowyn turned pale and with her hand over her mouth ran towards the bath chamber. The three males gave her puzzled looks when she came back out. She gave them sheepish looks and Legolas gasped.

"Eowyn, are you…" The lady nodded. Legolas gave a cry and Eowyn moved to the bed and hugged her friend. "Does Faramir know?" She gave a shake of her head. "You have to tell him." She gave a second shake of her head.

"Tell me what? Darling, what is wrong?" Faramir and Aragorn were both puzzled by their better half's actions.

"Faramir, I was not sure until recently and I did not want to say anything until I was certain. I think I may be pregnant."

Faramir whooped with joy and grabbed Eowyn into a huge hug. "I am going to be a father!!" He could not hide his pleasure.

Aragorn was soon joining in with the celebrations. "Congratulations, both of you." The soon to be parents left the chamber, one in shock, as they made their way towards their chambers.

Aragorn pulled Legolas back towards him and they sat in silence once more. This time it was broken by Legolas. "Do you want to have more children?"

The question, out of the blue, shocked Aragorn and he answered honestly. "Yes, I have always imagined us having more than two children. I have always thought that two of each sex would be perfect."

Legolas smiled and looked into Aragorn's eyes. "We will have that, we will have the perfect family and together we will be happy." Legolas gave a loud yawn and Aragorn helped Legolas to lay down on the bed. Hugging the too thin body close to him and buried his nose in the blond hair.

He inhaled the scent that was unique to his husband. "I love you, Angel."

"I love you, too." Was the sleepy reply from Legolas.

The next morning Aragorn woke up to find something missing, something blond, slim and extremely beautiful. Legolas.

Sitting up he called out. "Legolas, are you here?" Legolas' head peered around the door of the bath chamber.

"I'm here!" The blond head disappeared again and out of the room came Legolas. He had a towel wrapped around his waist leaving his chest bare. Legolas caught sight of his reflection in the mirror and gasped.

"Ohh." He gaped at the mirror. "I look awful. How can I look that bad?"

Aragorn tensed waiting for another 'I am fat' session. But it did not come.

"I look so thin." Aragorn's head shot up.

"What did you say, Legolas? Please tell me I heard what I thought I just heard."

"You did, I do not know why but I feel strange. I look so different than I did last night."

"You look exactly the same. You are fighting this, Legolas. You are going to beat this and we are going to have more children. But first Laireloth and Estalado are going to come back to us full time."

The blond head shot around to look at him. "No more visits?" The hope in the voice was clear to hear.

"No more visits, I promise you, my Sweet, my Angel."

Legolas beamed at this before asking. "Can we move back to our normal chambers? I want to get back to normal and that would help, please?" Legolas begged and as usual Aragorn was unable to resist anything that his husband wanted.

"Yes, get dressed and we will leave here and go back to our rooms." Legolas pulled on the clean clothes that Eowyn had brought for him. He kept glancing at the mirror as if expecting it all to be an illusion.

The couple left the healing chamber. Legolas had his arms crossed extremely self consciously over his small waist.

At the morning meal Legolas ate more than he had in weeks and all the family stared at him, unsure if they were really seeing what was in front of them. Legolas could not resist joking with his family. "If you do not eat your breakfast you will loose weight, you know."

Their shocked faces proved to be too much for him and his delighted laugh rang out in the chamber.

Isildwen: Thanks it means so much to know that you think my writing has improved. However it is not just me my beta and friend shell is a huge influence on how I write.

Wanda : Thanks. I know that this was a quick recovery but there will be more things going on I promise.

Legolas19: Yay Happy

Pointy-eared-elfs Its called a Bridge over Troubled water. It had been done by loads of people and I thought it fit. Yeah I am not sure how far I will develop heir relationship and whether I will have the wedding.

Knight Kenobi of Eryn Lasgalen: I will see if I can throw them your way once he is finished.

Triptych : What type of music were they playing and I hope you get it fixed. I thought that the memory of his children and the prospect of having more would help him heal.

bradleigh: Yeah it will definitely have a happy ending cause I want all my stories to have fairy tale endings apart from one in which I may be killing off a main character.

Well thanks for reviewing and I have to warn you all that updates are going to be further apart. I have to start college in a few days. The more reviews I get the faster I will update but I am serious in saying I am sorry if the updates are small and long between.

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