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Note: Thanks for all the reviews. The song in the last chapter was from Westlife and it is called; "Flying without wings". Let´s begin.
It was almost morning and Joyce had calmed down enough. While running his hand trough her hair, Legolas felt surprisingly rested and refreshed, seeing as he had been up all night.
"Joyce, talk to me." Legolas softly said to her.
Looking up, Joyce said in such a quite voice that Legolas had to strain his ears to hear it. "What do you want me to say, Meleth?"
Legolas smiled and said. "Well first of all. Why does your voice sound so quite?"
"It hurts to speak. Everything hurts, but the memories hurt the most." Joyce answered softly.
"Hush, I know it hurts, Meleth. Why did you not come to me before? I heard you talking to Frodo. Let´s just take it easy today. Will you join me for a shower?" Legolas asked.
Joyce nodded and while standing up, she pulled Legolas with her. While letting the water run, Joyce quickly stepped out of her clothes.
She froze when another memory came. Legolas slid his arms around her waist and pulled her against him while he said. "Easy, Meleth."
Joyce shook her head to clear the image out of her head and while taking Legolas´s hand in her, she smiled at him. Legolas´s heart did a funny jump at that smile.
Legolas knew that smile. Getting fully undressed himself, he stepped after her in the shower.
Looking for the soap, he then noticed Joyce had it. "Joyce, would you mind giving me the soap?" He asked while he knew the answer.
Joyce shook her head and said her voice sounding horse from the crying. "No, I will not. How can I be sure that you will not hurt yourself? I can be very gently."
Legolas grinned and said. "Yes, that I know. Fine then, but promise you will be gently."
Joyce nodded and smiled. Legolas saw the smile did not reach her eyes. Smiling back, he felt her moving closer to him.
Locking his gaze with her, he felt Joyce move her hand gently over his chest. Carefully not to touch the bruises and then bandage. He closed his eyes and gave himself up completly to her.
He opened his eyes he did not feel her hand anymore. Joyce smiled at him and said. "You need to turn around. I am done with your chest."
Turning around, Legolas felt her hand softly roam over his back. He enjoyed the feeling. He only noticed now how sore his back was from sitting against the wall all night.
When she was done, he turned around again and while taking the soap from her, he said. "Thank you, Meleth. Now unlesh you mind, I believe it is my turn."
Joyce nodded but before he wanted to move to her, she held up her hand to him. "Wait, I want to say something first. I want to thank you for being there for me when I needed you most. I am so lucky to have you, Legolas. I don´t know what I have done to deserve this."
Legolas smiled and answered. "You saved the world about 100th times, I think that counts for something. Joyce, Gandalf warned me that this might happen. If you need me all you have to do is to say so."
Joyce nodded and then felt Legolas pressing his hand against her stomach. Joyce grinned when the Elf began to tickle her.
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When they were both dressed, Joyce took a deep breath. She felt Legolas´s hand on her shoulder and the Elf nodded at her when she looked back.
Gandalf looked up when Joyce entered the dinning room. He smiled at her and looked at her while she greeted the Hobbits with a smile.
"What has happened?" He asked softly when Legolas came to sit besides him.
"What you said was going to happen. She remembered everything." Legolas answered while getting some bread.
Joyce sat on the opposite side of them with Aranel in her lap. "No, honey. Food is to be eaten, not to be trown around." Joyce tried to explain to the little girl, who was crying with joy.
"Maybe we can teach her that?" Elledan said while crouching down and making faces to Aranel.
Joyce exchanged a look with Legolas, who smiled and then said. "Fine, I wish you good luck with that." And she handed Aranel to Elledan.
Gandalf bowed over the table, pretending to search for something and whispered in Joyce´s ear. "Are you alright, little one?"
"No, I am not. And I am not sure if I will be. It hurts so much, Gandalf." Joyce answered, the pain in her eyes becoming visible again.
Gandalf nodded and said. "There are ways to make you forget, but you have to deal with it later then. Is that what you want?"
Joyce looked at Legolas as if she was asking for promition, but Legolas said. "If this is what you want, Joyce, then you should do it. Just know I will be here for you, no matter what you decide."
"I don´t know I will do it, Gandalf. The pain will come later then. It will be alright, don´t worry about me." Joyce answered.
All of them looked up when Aragorn came limping in the room, with a huge smile on his face. "I have a son. His name is Eldarion."
Everybody started cheering. Aragorn held up his hands again and said. "Thank you. Now Arwen had requested to see some people. She wants to see Elrond, Elledan and Elrohir. They rest she wants so see later."
Joyce took Aranel again and tried to feed her without getting the food all over the room. She looked up when Aragorn came sitting next to her. "Are you not going to see about Arwen?" She asked a little but suprised.
"Nah, I want to give her some time with her family. I will see her and my son enough. I wanted to make sure you were alright." Aragorn answered while looking at her.
"The truth is no. I feel really bad, apart from all the memories that keep coming back to me. But you don´t have to worry about me. I am sure I will be fine, I hope." Joyce answered.
Aragorn then said. "I can give you something for your troat. That is I am afraid all I can do."
Joyce nodded and then put Aranel back in her place again, since she was slipping from her lap. The child was still playing with a piece of bread and Joyce smiled down at her.
Aragorn pressed her something in her hand and smiled before he stood up and limped away. Joyce felt a hand on her shoulder and turned to find Legolas standing behind her. The Elf smiled and then said to his daughter. "Come, we shall give your mother some peace."
He picked Aranel up and while pressing a kiss onto Joyce´s lips, he said. "I will be back by tonight. If there is something wrong, just let me know, alright?"
Joyce nodded and smiled at him in thanks.
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It was a couple of hours later and Joyce was walking towards Arwen´s room. She knocked on the door and Arwen called. "Enter."
When she entered the room, she saw Arwen sitting against the pillows with a tiny bundle in her arms. She smiled proudly at Joyce and said. "Look, Joyce, this is Eldarion, crown prince of Gondor."
Joyce nodded and forced a smile on her lips. "Yes, Arwen, he is very beautifull. He looks like Aragorn."
Arwen nodded and said. "Yes, he does. I love him so much. But I guess I don´t have to tell you. I mean you already know, right."
Joyce nodded and said. "Yes, but still feel free to tell me. You are a proud mother now."
Arwen smiled and began to talk about Eldarion.
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That night Joyce was trying to sleep. Legolas was asleep next to her and had told her to wake him when it would be too much. The memories were still coming. It seemed as if they would not stop.
Joyce shot up when Aranel started to cry. Walking over to the crib, she picked the upset baby up. Rocking her did not work.
"You feel the same pain as me, don´t you, sweetie? I wish I could take it away, Nel. I really do." Joyce answered softly when she felt her own tears sting again.
When Joyce sat down and hugged Aranel to her chest, the baby stopped crying. Joyce looked down and smiled trough her tears. "All you wanted was to be close. Why did you not say so?"
"Because she is just like you, Meleth-nin. She does not say what is on her mind or in her heart easily." Legolas answered while sitting next to Joyce.
Joyce signed and put her head on his shoulder. "I hope she gets it more easier then I do. But then again, I would never have met you, my love."
Legolas blushed at the comment. He then pulled her back and while crawling his daughter to his chest, they sat in silence.
Hope you like it. Please review.
Note: Thanks for all the reviews. The song in the last chapter was from Westlife and it is called; "Flying without wings". Let´s begin.
It was almost morning and Joyce had calmed down enough. While running his hand trough her hair, Legolas felt surprisingly rested and refreshed, seeing as he had been up all night.
"Joyce, talk to me." Legolas softly said to her.
Looking up, Joyce said in such a quite voice that Legolas had to strain his ears to hear it. "What do you want me to say, Meleth?"
Legolas smiled and said. "Well first of all. Why does your voice sound so quite?"
"It hurts to speak. Everything hurts, but the memories hurt the most." Joyce answered softly.
"Hush, I know it hurts, Meleth. Why did you not come to me before? I heard you talking to Frodo. Let´s just take it easy today. Will you join me for a shower?" Legolas asked.
Joyce nodded and while standing up, she pulled Legolas with her. While letting the water run, Joyce quickly stepped out of her clothes.
She froze when another memory came. Legolas slid his arms around her waist and pulled her against him while he said. "Easy, Meleth."
Joyce shook her head to clear the image out of her head and while taking Legolas´s hand in her, she smiled at him. Legolas´s heart did a funny jump at that smile.
Legolas knew that smile. Getting fully undressed himself, he stepped after her in the shower.
Looking for the soap, he then noticed Joyce had it. "Joyce, would you mind giving me the soap?" He asked while he knew the answer.
Joyce shook her head and said her voice sounding horse from the crying. "No, I will not. How can I be sure that you will not hurt yourself? I can be very gently."
Legolas grinned and said. "Yes, that I know. Fine then, but promise you will be gently."
Joyce nodded and smiled. Legolas saw the smile did not reach her eyes. Smiling back, he felt her moving closer to him.
Locking his gaze with her, he felt Joyce move her hand gently over his chest. Carefully not to touch the bruises and then bandage. He closed his eyes and gave himself up completly to her.
He opened his eyes he did not feel her hand anymore. Joyce smiled at him and said. "You need to turn around. I am done with your chest."
Turning around, Legolas felt her hand softly roam over his back. He enjoyed the feeling. He only noticed now how sore his back was from sitting against the wall all night.
When she was done, he turned around again and while taking the soap from her, he said. "Thank you, Meleth. Now unlesh you mind, I believe it is my turn."
Joyce nodded but before he wanted to move to her, she held up her hand to him. "Wait, I want to say something first. I want to thank you for being there for me when I needed you most. I am so lucky to have you, Legolas. I don´t know what I have done to deserve this."
Legolas smiled and answered. "You saved the world about 100th times, I think that counts for something. Joyce, Gandalf warned me that this might happen. If you need me all you have to do is to say so."
Joyce nodded and then felt Legolas pressing his hand against her stomach. Joyce grinned when the Elf began to tickle her.
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When they were both dressed, Joyce took a deep breath. She felt Legolas´s hand on her shoulder and the Elf nodded at her when she looked back.
Gandalf looked up when Joyce entered the dinning room. He smiled at her and looked at her while she greeted the Hobbits with a smile.
"What has happened?" He asked softly when Legolas came to sit besides him.
"What you said was going to happen. She remembered everything." Legolas answered while getting some bread.
Joyce sat on the opposite side of them with Aranel in her lap. "No, honey. Food is to be eaten, not to be trown around." Joyce tried to explain to the little girl, who was crying with joy.
"Maybe we can teach her that?" Elledan said while crouching down and making faces to Aranel.
Joyce exchanged a look with Legolas, who smiled and then said. "Fine, I wish you good luck with that." And she handed Aranel to Elledan.
Gandalf bowed over the table, pretending to search for something and whispered in Joyce´s ear. "Are you alright, little one?"
"No, I am not. And I am not sure if I will be. It hurts so much, Gandalf." Joyce answered, the pain in her eyes becoming visible again.
Gandalf nodded and said. "There are ways to make you forget, but you have to deal with it later then. Is that what you want?"
Joyce looked at Legolas as if she was asking for promition, but Legolas said. "If this is what you want, Joyce, then you should do it. Just know I will be here for you, no matter what you decide."
"I don´t know I will do it, Gandalf. The pain will come later then. It will be alright, don´t worry about me." Joyce answered.
All of them looked up when Aragorn came limping in the room, with a huge smile on his face. "I have a son. His name is Eldarion."
Everybody started cheering. Aragorn held up his hands again and said. "Thank you. Now Arwen had requested to see some people. She wants to see Elrond, Elledan and Elrohir. They rest she wants so see later."
Joyce took Aranel again and tried to feed her without getting the food all over the room. She looked up when Aragorn came sitting next to her. "Are you not going to see about Arwen?" She asked a little but suprised.
"Nah, I want to give her some time with her family. I will see her and my son enough. I wanted to make sure you were alright." Aragorn answered while looking at her.
"The truth is no. I feel really bad, apart from all the memories that keep coming back to me. But you don´t have to worry about me. I am sure I will be fine, I hope." Joyce answered.
Aragorn then said. "I can give you something for your troat. That is I am afraid all I can do."
Joyce nodded and then put Aranel back in her place again, since she was slipping from her lap. The child was still playing with a piece of bread and Joyce smiled down at her.
Aragorn pressed her something in her hand and smiled before he stood up and limped away. Joyce felt a hand on her shoulder and turned to find Legolas standing behind her. The Elf smiled and then said to his daughter. "Come, we shall give your mother some peace."
He picked Aranel up and while pressing a kiss onto Joyce´s lips, he said. "I will be back by tonight. If there is something wrong, just let me know, alright?"
Joyce nodded and smiled at him in thanks.
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It was a couple of hours later and Joyce was walking towards Arwen´s room. She knocked on the door and Arwen called. "Enter."
When she entered the room, she saw Arwen sitting against the pillows with a tiny bundle in her arms. She smiled proudly at Joyce and said. "Look, Joyce, this is Eldarion, crown prince of Gondor."
Joyce nodded and forced a smile on her lips. "Yes, Arwen, he is very beautifull. He looks like Aragorn."
Arwen nodded and said. "Yes, he does. I love him so much. But I guess I don´t have to tell you. I mean you already know, right."
Joyce nodded and said. "Yes, but still feel free to tell me. You are a proud mother now."
Arwen smiled and began to talk about Eldarion.
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That night Joyce was trying to sleep. Legolas was asleep next to her and had told her to wake him when it would be too much. The memories were still coming. It seemed as if they would not stop.
Joyce shot up when Aranel started to cry. Walking over to the crib, she picked the upset baby up. Rocking her did not work.
"You feel the same pain as me, don´t you, sweetie? I wish I could take it away, Nel. I really do." Joyce answered softly when she felt her own tears sting again.
When Joyce sat down and hugged Aranel to her chest, the baby stopped crying. Joyce looked down and smiled trough her tears. "All you wanted was to be close. Why did you not say so?"
"Because she is just like you, Meleth-nin. She does not say what is on her mind or in her heart easily." Legolas answered while sitting next to Joyce.
Joyce signed and put her head on his shoulder. "I hope she gets it more easier then I do. But then again, I would never have met you, my love."
Legolas blushed at the comment. He then pulled her back and while crawling his daughter to his chest, they sat in silence.
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