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Aragorn sat on the corner of Arwen's bed, stroking her hair and tucking it behind her ear. Both Galadriel and Arwen were still unconscious, unaware of the turmoil they had left their husbands in. Celeborn had been circling around the room until an irritated Aragorn passed a comment and he stormed out.

The sun had vanished over the horizon about an hour before Celeborn had left and now the stars twinkled brightly overhead.

Arwen stirred slightly, making Aragorn jump up quickly. He clasped her hand in his and waited, hoping beyond hope that she would come round. "Arwen meleth nín. Arwen wake up. Please wake up..." tears began to make their salty lines down his face as he begged her to wake.

He heard the door open slightly and Celeborn swept in. He saw the look on Aragorn's face and sat down next to him. He put his arm around his shoulder and whispered "Aragorn do not worry. You know as well as I how strong Arwen is, how strong they both are" he glanced over at Galadriel.

He stood and walked to the other side of Arwen's bed and knelt down beside her. He placed his hand over her lower stomach and murmured "No i Melain na le" (May the Valar be with you). Then he stood again and resumed his vigil next to Galadriel's bed.

Hours passed and neither Galadriel nor Arwen had stirred. Aragorn hadn't moved from his position next to Arwen, but Celeborn had been out twice to apparently 'stretch his legs', but came back a few minutes after.

Aragorn stroked Arwen's head as the sun rose. "Look Arwen" he said. "The sun is rising. A new day has come. You must wake or you shall miss the dawn." Arwen didn't move. He looked at her in dismay. His Arwen wasn't listening to him; his Evenstar didn't seem to care about the pain he was in. His Evenstar was--His Evenstar he repeated in his mind. His hand flew up to his neck where he searched for the Evenstar pendant that she had given him so long ago. But he couldn't feel it. It had gone. His heart began to race. He hated the thought that he may have lost the one thing he'd depended on through the War of the Ring, the one thing that kept him on his path, the one thing that given him hope.

He looked down at the floor incase it had fallen off and lay at his feet. But it was not there. He peered under Arwen's bed. But it was not there. He stood and walked slowly towards the door, his eyes scanning the floor for the Evenstar, but he couldn't find it.

Celeborn noticed his strange behaviour. "What are you doing?" he asked.

"Looking for something" came the short reply.

"What?"

"Nothing, it er, it does not matter." Aragorn didn't really want Celeborn to know that he had lost Arwen's pendant.

Celeborn got up and strode over to Aragorn. He held the Evenstar in his palm, hiding it slightly up his sleeve. "Do not worry Aragorn. I know what it is you are looking for. The pendant that once hung proudly around your neck is gone. And I know where to find it. But how it got to be where it was is another question."

Aragorn stared in complete confusion at him; his head tilted urging Celeborn to continue his explanation. Celeborn simply held out his hand. Aragorn looked down into his palm and there he saw the Evenstar. He picked it up carefully, as if it was not real. But it was. The cold metal chain hugged his neck once more as Aragorn hastily put it on.

"How did you get it?" He asked in confusion.

"To be honest I do not know. Galadriel had it in her hand. How it got there is another mystery." Celeborn answered.

Just then they heard movement behind them. Both men turned around quickly. Galadriel was waking up!

Celeborn rushed over to her side and grasped her hand. "Galadriel! Thank the Valar you are awake! We were so worried about you, and there you were fast asleep, not caring about the goings on in the world or the fact that you had left us so vexed. Are you ok?" Celeborn spoke in a hurried blur, thankful that his beloved wife had finally woken up. Galadriel stared up at her husband in amusement.

"I am fine. What about the goings on in the world?. Surely I haven't been unconscious for too long that I missed many things?!"

"Nay, you've been asleep for about a day now, well unconscious that is, as has Arwen-"

"Arwen!!" Galadriel sat up in bed suddenly. "Why is she here? What has happened to her?" Celeborn pushed her back into the comfy pillows and began to explain what had happened.

"We found her with you, near your mirror. You were both unconscious on the floor, probably for a few hours before we found you. Arwen had obviously come looking for you, and found you on the floor, but then for some reason the same thing happened to her."

Celeborn's face saddened. He looked deep into Galadriel's eyes. "I am sorry for what I said to you before. I had no right to say such things. Goheno nin". (Forgive me).

A silver tear escaped from his crystal eyes and trailed its way down his face. Galadriel wiped it away with the back of her hand. "You have no reason to ask for forgiveness, if anyone should be begging for forgiveness it should be me. I was wrong to keep things bottled up and away from you, and to push you away like that. I am sorry."

Then Galadriel started to silently weep also and her husband held her close, pushing all sadness away from her, and they both were pleased again. Aragorn silently plodded away back to the other side of the room where Arwen still lay, quiet and still and cheerless.