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Chapter 5
(2 Months Later)
"Smile for the camera, Eldarion!" Aragorn exclaimed, aiming the camera at Arwen and the baby.
"Aragorn, I don't think he likes the camera," an exhausted Arwen said. "Why don't you put it down."
"But Arwen, I want to capture our son's first moments," Aragorn said.
"First moments? He was born almost a half an hour ago!" Arwen exclaimed. "And it's not like he'll be going anywhere soon."
Aragorn kept the camera on and zoomed in on Eldarion's face. "Coo-chee coo-chee coo!" he cooed at the baby. Eldarion began to wail.
"Stop scaring him!" Arwen said, holding Eldarion closer to her. "Shh, my son. It's okay. It's just Daddy," she said to Eldarion. "It's just your estranged Daddy. He'll get that camera away soon."
"Arwen, I am not estranged," Aragorn said defensively.
"Yes, you are," said Arwen. "You've always been that way."
"Have I really?" Aragorn asked. He thought for a moment. "Nah! I haven't always been weird!"
He pointed the camera at Arwen's face now. "Arwen, how are you?" he asked. "Any comments?"
"Aragorn, you sound like a stinkin' reporter!" she answered.
"I'm just asking questions," Aragorn said.
"I'm fine," Arwen said to the camera. "And the only comments I have are that my husband is a total nut, and I hope our baby doesn't turn out like that." She fake-smiled and looked down at Eldarion. Aragorn kept the camera on her for several minutes.
"Okay, get the camera away from me," she said, pushing it away.
"But Arwen, you're very camera-friendly," Aragorn said.
"I said, get the camera away," Arwen said through gritted teeth.
"I thought the mood swings were over," Aragorn said. "One minute, you're all happy and smiley, and the next minute, you're mad at me."
"You're very funny, Aragorn," Arwen said sarcastically.
(11 Months Later)
"Come to Daddy!" Aragorn exclaimed. He was sitting on the living room floor with his video camera, and Eldarion was attempting to walk over to him.
"Go to Daddy!" Arwen said from where she sat about five feet across from Aragorn.
Eldarion got halfway when he fell down.
"Oh, Eldarion, are you alright?" Arwen asked in a baby voice as she crawled over to him. Eldarion didn't cry, but just laughed.
"He's fine, Arwen," Aragorn said. "I bet he can make it all the way."
"Are you sure? Maybe that's enough walking for today," Arwen said.
"Arwen, he can make it," Aragorn said. "He's tough, like me."
"Yeah, like you're real tough," said Arwen, rolling her eyes.
Eldarion got back up and made his way over to Aragorn.
"See? I told you he'd do it," Aragorn said. He set the camera down on the ground and pulled Eldarion into his lap.
"You were right, I admit it," Arwen said, smiling.
"You're just like me, Eldarion. You're strong like I am. But your Mommy doesn't believe that," Aragorn whispered in Eldarion's ear.
"I heard that," Arwen said. The doorbell rang. "Oh, I bet that's Faramir and Eowyn. They said they were stopping by today." She got up from the floor. On her way to the entryway, she passed Aragorn and gave him a little knock on the head.
"Owee!" Aragorn whined, rubbing his head.
"Hi! How are you?" Arwen exclaimed, giving Eowyn and Faramir hugs.
"Fine, fine, how are you?" Eowyn asked. "How's the family?"
"Aragorn! Come here!" Arwen yelled into the living room.
Aragorn walked in with Eldarion in one arm and his camera in the other hand. "Hey, how are you?" he asked.
"Good!" Faramir said.
"Little Eldarion isn't so little anymore, is he?" Eowyn said, reaching for him. Aragorn handed Eldarion over to her.
"He's grown, hasn't he?" Arwen said. "He's almost a year old!"
"Already?" Faramir asked.
Arwen nodded. "Time's gone so fast," she said. "And guess what happened today?"
"What?" Eowyn asked.
"He walked for the first time!" Arwen said excitedly.
"Wow! He is growing up fast!" Eowyn exclaimed. "The last time I saw him, he was still crawling around."
"Why don't we go to the living room," Aragorn suggested.
Arwen and Eowyn were sitting next to eachother on the couch. Arwen held Eldarion in her lap. Aragorn and Faramir sat on the couch across from them. Aragorn was holding his camera in his lap.
"Arwen, do you have any hot chocolate?" Eowyn asked.
"I think we do," Arwen said, puzzled. "I'll go get some." She started to get up, but Faramir stopped her.
"I'll get it," he said. "I know my way around the kitchen pretty well."
"Of course you do," Eowyn said. "You know your way around everyone's kitchen."
Faramir laughed and headed towards the kitchen. Aragorn followed him, along with his camera.
"Eowyn, are you sure you want hot chocolate?" Arwen asked. "It's not even cold out yet."
"I'm sure," Eowyn replied. "I'm really craving it right now."
A lightbulb went on in Arwen's head. "Eowyn, are you...."
Eowyn nodded and smiled.
Arwen smiled back. "Eowyn, that's great! Why didn't you tell me sooner?"
"That's why we came today," Eowyn said. "To tell you the news."
"Hot chocolate," Faramir said. "Hot chocolate? What next? A whole ham? Some beef jerky? Or fresh fish from the Anduin?"
"That sounds pretty good," Aragorn said, his mouth watering. "How about we add some potatoes, and maybe a little corn, and some rolls, and-"
"Aragorn, I wasn't talking about food for us," Faramir said. "I meant for Eowyn."
"Oh," Aragorn said. "You were making me hungry for a minute."
"Aragorn, she's been acting this way for months," Faramir said, as they reached the kitchen. "But I guess it's part of the deal."
"Deal?" Aragorn asked, but then something clicked in his head. "Oh, that deal. You mean, Eowyn's pregnant?"
"How did you know?" Faramir asked.
"Arwen did the same thing when she was pregnant," Aragorn said. "You better get used to strange cravings. And mood swings." He shuddered. "Those can be pretty scary. But congratulations." He patted Faramir on the shoulder.
"Thanks," Faramir said, rummaging through a drawer for a spoon.
"Spoons are over here," Aragorn said, opening a drawer.
"You read my mind," Faramir said, taking the spoon from Aragorn. After putting some hot water into a mug, he said, "So, how long will this last? I mean, the cravings and mood swings and all?"
"Faramir, it never ends," Aragorn said, getting out a bag of hot chocolate mix. "Those things last forever."
Faramir gulped. "For...for..forever?" he stuttered.
Aragorn nodded. "It's brutal, I know, but that's the truth," he said. "You see, it starts the first time they're pregnant. From then on, they're not the same. They eat constantly, and they get grumpy easily. Things won't go back to normal."
Faramir went pale. "Aragorn, I'm scared now," he said.
"Faramir, look at me," Aragorn said. "I'm handling it just fine, so you can too. Be tough. Don't be a wimp."
"I won't be a wimp," Faramir said.
"Don't give in to her," Aragorn said.
"I won't give in to-" Faramir began.
"Faramir! Is my hot chocolate done yet?" Eowyn yelled to the kitchen.
"Yes, dear, I'm on my way," Faramir shouted, taking the mug and heading towards the living room.
"I thought I told you not to give in!" Aragorn exclaimed.
"Aragorn, it's even worse if you don't give in to Eowyn," Faramir explained. "She knows how to fight back. She's tougher than I am."
"Don't give in, man!" said Aragorn. "You can never give-"
"Aragorn, while you're up, could you get Eldarion's bottle?" Arwen shouted to him.
"Yes, my love," Aragorn yelled back. Faramir rolled his eyes.