Disclaimer: I don't own anything LotR. I took them once, but they made me give them back. ::sulk::

A/N: I'm baaaaack! ::waves frantically:: Have ya missed me? ::batts eyelashes:: Anyway, I've decided to write the sequel, since I haven't been getting anywhere on the revised version. I'll try to have them both along as soon as possible. Just a couple of things to clear up: Aliné is the equivalent to about 14 or 15 in human years. There are a couple of things that the characters in here do that may surprise you (at least, I hope they do!), so rest assured that this will be a lot more interesting than Tears of Fire. Also, please remember when I make long jumps of time (I.e. I skip forward twenty or thirty-probably more-years), that's really not very long, since I'm speaking from the elf's/Tuathe's point of view, and they are immortal. Okay, so. . . Thanks! Please review!

Tears of Fire II: Second Generation

1. The Past Returns

The clean night air smelled sweet to her as she walked. Trailing her fingers over the rough stone wall, the female closed her eyes, losing herself in her thoughts. She now knew Eryn Lasgen-as it was now called-well enough not to worry about running into anything or getting lost. Clad in a black outfit that molded to her body, with a cloak that shimmered like stars as she moved and her dark hood drawn up to hide her face, the woman had no worry about someone recognizing and disturbing her.

Nearly a century had passed since their marriage, and yet Kalia couldn't have been happier. Aliné was growing up beautifully, and possessed a spark of life in her that most of the serene elves could never have. Legolas was there for them both with what little time he had; his father had abdicated the throne for his son and left for Valinor shortly after the Tokilor incident was over. Now that Legolas was King- a strange thought for Kalia- he had very little time for anyone anymore. That was the woman's only regret, but she didn't complain. Aliné kept her busy enough, even with Anaeli helping.

Even though her husband was impossibly active, they had not lost the passion that brought them together. And they still had a few stolen moments in the day, when Legolas would slip away and surprise her. The nights, however, had not been taken from them at all yet. The blissful nights, when they could do whatever they pleased. Often, the pair simply curled up together, talking of the past, or Aliné, or anything else that passed through their mind.

Kalia smiled at the thought of her daughter. She was a still a baby in her mother's eyes, though she would have been considered far beyond maturity to a human. Affection was lavished on her by her parents and the members of the court and she would most likely end up hopelessly spoilt.

A content sigh escaped the Tuathe woman's lips. Her eyes traveled up to the moon, guessing at the time. She had wanted to spend the night with Legolas, but at the last moment he had been summoned to a meeting. About what was irrelevant to the female, she was simply disappointed. The elf would find her when it ended, as he did every night like this one. What disappointed Kalia was that this happened all the time. She was starting to get tired of being fit in between meetings and ceremonies.

A sound jerked her out of her thoughts. She continued to walk, listening carefully, and after a moment deciphered the noise. Someone had fallen in step behind her. The woman smiled from underneath her hood. It was probably Legolas, having gotten out earlier than expected. She rounded a corner suddenly, and the footsteps behind her paused. Then, catching the Tuathe female completely off guard, she found herself trapped, a mouth planted firmly on hers.

The instant their lips met, Kalia knew something was different. This wasn't her elf's sweet kiss; true, Legolas could get very passionate sometimes, but this wasn't like that. There was something off. She tried to pull away, but she couldn't move back-the man had her pressed up against the smooth stone as far as she could go. She pulled her head back as far as she could, then jerked it to the side.

"What's the matter, love?" Kalia's eyes flared wide as the words were murmured in her ear. "Didn't you miss me?" The woman's head snapped forward, and she met a pair of glittering eyes, brown like her own.
"Kaevan?" She whispered incredulously, the identity being revealed making her completely forget her position.

::Flashback::

Kalia rested her head on Kaevan's shoulder, her breathing still heavy from the erotic experience. Words were not necessary just yet, after four years. Waiting for both their pulses to return to normal, the Tuathe male stroked his lover's hair gently.

"You're a special woman, Kalia," he whispered, gently kissing the crown of her head. She didn't respond, so he continued. "I love you so much. I want to take our... relationship... further." Still, the woman said nothing, but she did sit up and stared at him. He smiled at her, and took her hands in his. "Do you accept?"

"I... I..." she stammered, unsure of what to say. She knew that her feelings for Kaevan went deeper than she let on, but she wasn't sure if she wanted to marry him. Fortunately for her, she didn't have a chance to answer. The sound of screams directed their attention away from each other, and they only needed a glimpse of orange and red blurs to know what was going on. The pair scrambled to get dressed, the Tuathe male pulling on his armor to help fight back Tokilor's armies. Kalia didn't even think about doing so.

Once they were both dressed, Kaevan drew her into a tight hug. "If something happens, I want you to go on. I love you, Kalia, and I will find you." Pulling back, she met his eyes, and nodded. "Remember, love-you will always be mine." With a final kiss, he shoved her out the door, and they parted.

::End flashback::

"How did you survive the fire? How did you find me, for that matter?" She stared at him, not believing it. After almost being certain he had been killed in the attack, she had lost all hope of ever seeing him again.

"That doesn't matter, love. All that matters is that I did, and now we can get out of here." His hand slid up her waist, but she slapped it away.

"Let go of me, things are different. I'm married now." She tried to slide away from him, but he didn't move.

"That makes no difference. I have missed you, my love. I promised you I would find you, and I have. You have to come back with me." Kalia shot him an annoyed look and jerked away harder. This time, he reluctantly let her go.

"I'm not going to run off with you on a whim. It's been over a hundred years, you can't expect things to be the same." Kaevan looked at her for a long moment.

"You wound me, Kalia. I thought for sure you would be delighted to see me after so long."

"Apparently, you thought wrong. I'm married to an elf now, and I love him very much. I also have a daughter by him, whom I also love. There is no place for you here. So you can leave." The Tuathe woman brushed past him to head back into the palace, but he grabbed her arm.

"I won't just disappear again now that I've found you. I'm not giving up. No matter who you marry, you will always be mine." The man left her with those parting words to ponder, melting off with the shadows. Kalia, considerably shaken by the encounter, shook her head and proceeded back to the room she shared with Legolas. Opening the door, she found him inside, most likely about to head out looking for her. He smiled, but it faded instantly upon seeing on her expression.

"There you are. Are you alright? Did something happen?" Fear appeared in his eyes. "Is Aliné-" The female held up hand to stop him. One good thing she could say for her husband-even if he wasn't always there for them, he was a very protective father.

"No, everything's fine. I was just... lost in thought and someone startled me." She smiled reassuringly at the king. "You have nothing to worry about." She kicked the door closed and walked forward, wrapping her arms around his neck. Planting a kiss on her forehead, he hugged her.

"Good. I would die if something happened to either of you," Legolas murmured. Kalia sighed, knowing that she had not seen the end of Kaevan.

"As would I, my love. As would I."

A/N: Well? What do you think? I know, the first chapter is kind of rough, but it'll get better, I promise. Please review! Cybercookies to the first five reviewers!!