So, after like a five million year break, I decided to try and get down a new story (even though I am aware I have another unfinished floating around somewhere). In this one, Legolas would be about 16, Sildulin about 26, and Kaimelar and the twins about 29-30. Hope that is a good reference point for that. There's background info in some of the earlier stories. Hope you enjoy it, please review, it would be helpful (especially if you can do it politely.)

Disclaimer: Do not own characters, or LOTR and the such.

For nearly the millionith time that day, Leogolas glanced over at his sister riding on her horse, ignoring his concerned looks. She knew what he was thinking, knew why he was concerned, enjoying the moments of toying with him. Let him for once, she thought, be worried over another's well fortune as they often worried for his. She sneaked a peek over at her brother, who was still gazing at Sildulin. No longer able to take it, she raised an eyebrow, begging him to lift the weight from his shoulders and burden her with his reason fro agitation.

"Are you sure it's safe for you to be riding a horse?" Legolas blurted out. Thankful that he could finally just ask it. Not often questioning his sister's judgment, he was anxious about questioning her.

"Now, why wouldn't it be safe, baby brother/" she smiled over at him, as his face turned into one of horrified shock. When thinking on it, she decided it resemebled her father's when Legolas would share the exploiits of some adventure he had partaken in.

"Must I tell you? You're pregnant! I can't believe ada would let you come." He muttered the last half of his comment to himself, causing Sildulin to laugh a bit, being scolded by the youngest of their family. Though, he would know a thing or to about scoldings, after all those he had recieved in life. She, being nearly twice as old, had recieved half as many.

"Don't start nagging, it's fine. I wouldn't have left if it wasn't, you know that. Besides, if ada was to forbid anyone from coming, odds would have been on you, considering the little incident not too long ago, I didn't think you'd ever be let outside." Legolas' face turned a beet red, embarressed over his own misfortune. He may have been guilty for a great many deeds, but what had happened two months ago, he had no invovlement with. Nonetheless, he was the one blamed. It was suspiciously like something he would have thought up, but not this time. Everyone in the kingdom must have heard his father's booming voice as he condemned his young one of permenant confinement to the castle walls unless he learned to behave a bit more respectfully. Apparantlly, after a good two weeks of sulking around, his father took pity and freed Legolas from his punishment.

"It wasn't me." Was all he said.

"I know it wasn't." Legolas looked over at her with a questioning look, did she really trust him, and if she did why hadn't she stuck up for him back when it happened. Sildulin smirked, figuring now was as a good a time as any to let her brother in on her little secret. "I am the guilty one, little brother."

It looked as though his jaw might become unhinged, Sildulin observed, for never had she seen his mouth opened so wide. "You? It was you all along? If you weren't pregnant I'd be tempted to do...well, I don't know, something!" He loved his sister far too much to ever lay a hand on her, with or without child, but nonetheless he was more then a little upset by this revelation. "Why did you let me get punished? It was awful! I couldn't go outside, I thought I was going to mad! And ada, well, if he knew it was you, he never would have been half as upset by the whole thing. It would have been funny!"

"It wasn't technically me." Sildulin said.

"Well, now I am lost, not technically you? Then technically who?" He asked.

"It was Tulcah." She admitted after a bit.

"I'm going to kill him!: Legolas exclaimed. Though he loved Tulcah like a brother, and well, considering he had really become a part of the family after marrying Sildulin, none of that protected him from Legolas' wrath. Especailly since, he had, on more than one occasion, come to see Legolas, cooped up in his room, and tease him.

"Oh, don't say such things. You wouldn't want the baby to be without a father."

"Well, no, but it's just not fair!" Legolas shouted, sounding like a little elfling. "Why didn't you tell ada!"

"You know how nervous Tulcah is about adar not liking him..."

"That's cause he doesn't, especially after you married him. Who would have predicted that?" Legolas interupted.

"Anyway, he didn't want adar to have any more reason to dislike him. So, I advised him just not to say anything and the whole thing would be blown over as some accident, who would have predicted ada would blame it on one of your schemes?" Sildulin sighed at the sight of her brother's still indignant face. "You're free now, little one. And now you've learned not to prank anymore. If you hadn't so much in the past, no one would have suspected you now." It had been such a long while since Legolas had last spoken to his sister, that he forget how motherly she could sound st times. Considering, she was the only maternal figure he had since his mother's premature departure, it only made sense. The little baby was certainly going to be lucky. He, or she, was going to have two amazing parents.

"Fine, I won't kill him, but I will certainly have my revenge of him." The two fell into a silence. Legolas looked around, taking in the foilage surrounding them. That was his favorite part of these voyages. Watching as things would slowly change, nearly inpreceptably in some cases, until you were, suddenly, someplace else. It was the final someplace he was excited about. Due to an addition to Lord Elrond's family, he and Sildulin were being sent to give Mirkwood's royal family's congratulations in person. It was a task they were much obliged to take.

"What do you think the human looks like?" Legolas asked. He had seen humans now and again, some had visited his father's kingdom not too long ago. But he had certainly never seen a little human.

"I suppose he looks like an elfling, but without pointed ears. And mind you, don't call him "human," it's rude."

"Why is it rude? That's what he is." Legolas stated simply, truly unaware how it could possibly be rude to call something as it was. It was not as if he didn't call a tree a tree, or a rock a rock. Besides, his father always called them humans, and he usually prefaced it with the term dirty.

"He has a name and I know you know it. He is Lord Elrond's child and..." she cut herself off. When Elrond had told her father of the young boy's heritage, Thranduil had,in confidence, confided in her. Such information, he warned her, would be of great advantage to possible foes, and so the boy and his secret must be vigilantly protected. They were lucky he had fallen into the hands of Lord Elrond.

"I know he's got a name! It still doesn't naswer my question."

"It is simply more respectful to use a creature's name than some vague indentifier. How would you like Estel to call you elf?"

"Ada and you guys called me elfling when I was little." Legolas pointed out, not quite able to let it go.

"We said it as an endearing term, I could begin to call you elfling again if you desire." She heard her brother snort, knowing full well that would get him to drop it. Though it was an undeniable fact that now Legolas had truly grown into maturity, no longer the little elfling child he was, he was extremely sensitive about his age. In his family's eyes he was always to be little greenleaf. It would be nice once that baby of Sildulin's was born, he thought, then finally there would be something younger than him to be gushed over and teased.

"I just want to be there already, it's been such a long time since I've seen everyone. Hey, and maybe if we're lucky, Gandalf will be there. It's not often elves take in a human baby." Legolas paused for a second, and furrowed his brow in thought. Sildulin gave a bemused smile and her brother's new found perplexion.

"Something bothering you, Las?"

"Actually, yes. I just didn't know if it was okay I called him a human baby. Should I call it an Estel baby?" Sildulin thought on who the child was, and what his name meant then answered. "Perhaps you should."

This was obviously not the answer Legolas was looking for, viewing it more at her poking fun at his lack of decorum in this type of situation. "Just know for certain Legolas, don't call the baby an it, it's one step below calling it human."

"Maybe I should just stay away from Estel, all together cause obviously I just don't know anything."

"Quit being such an elfling, enjoy yourself. I can't imagine you'll be any worse than the twins." Legolas smiled once more, his spirits lifted. Very soon he would be in Rivendell able to catch up and have fun with his two favorite people, and Arwen too of course, when she wasn't drooling over the baby. It was nice to finally be free of punishment and able to relax without the worry of his father's gaze. Just then he turned and noticed Sildulin's watchful eyes on him, well it was still better than the King, he assured himself as the two made their way to Lord Elrond's realm.

That's it for now. Tell me what you think, I promise it should get more active as time goes on, were breaking in rusty wheels here. happy holidays all!