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Just a quick note: I really don't know why i'm putting this in but just incase anyone is confused 'Naneth' means mother. There really is no point in telling you that though so just ignore it if you want!

Aragorn was asleep when Arwen woke. It had been three days since Galadriel had regained her consciousness when Arwen stirred and her dark eyes fluttered open. She gasped slightly at the brightness of the room as her eyes adjusted to the light sunbeams streaming through the window. She moved to get up but something stopped her. She looked down at her legs to find Aragorn's head asleep on them, his left hand dragging on the floor and his right hand covering her stomach, as if protecting his child. Arwen was sharply reminded of her baby. She felt ill with hunger, but also knew she would be ill with morning sickness shortly.

She shifted Aragorn's head so she could get up, and walked over to the window to breathe in the sweet scent of morning dew and elanor. The breeze rippled through her hair and she closed her eyes, enjoying the sun once again. Her stomach rumbled and she reluctantly made her way to the bathroom.

Galadriel and Celeborn were also up, enjoying the morning sunshine. They walked hand in hand and chatted merrily. They made their way towards the chambers where Arwen was, and opened the door.

They walked over to Arwen's bed, but only found Aragorn, asleep at the side of it. Galadriel turned to face Celeborn, looking up at him in confusion. They noticed the sheets were all crumpled and muddled.

They both knew what that meant - Arwen was awake and up!

Galadriel rushed into the bathroom to find Arwen, while Celeborn hurriedly woke a grumpy Aragorn. When Celeborn told him that Arwen was awake, he suddenly came to life. A fire was kindled in his dark eyes and his spirit became joyful once again.

He bounded towards the bathroom, only to be stopped by Galadriel. "Galadriel please let me through!" Galadriel shook her head. "Galadriel I'm begging you. Please let me through! I need to see my wife!"

But Galadriel stayed where she was. "Arwen requested that you stayed outside should you be awake. As you know she is not feeling particularly well at the moment, and lack of food and water have made her feel worse. If you want to help please fetch a tray of breakfast."

Aragorn stared at her, but knew he was defeated. As much as he wanted to be there for Arwen, to hold her in his arms once more, he knew that there was no way Galadriel was going to let him through, and respect for his wife's wishes made him stalk out of the door to fetch Arwen some food.

Galadriel turned back into the bathroom to Arwen. She was sat on a seat, with her face in her hands. Galadriel sat down next to her. "What happened Grandmother? What happened with the mirror? Why were we unconscious?" Arwen asked.

Galadriel sighed. "To be honest Arwen I do not know. My guess is we both saw a glimpse of the future, or what could be the future. I do not know if we saw the same thing, but I would rather we didn't discuss it. It hurts my heart to speak of such things. The only thing I will say is this: The Valar are behind this. They have foreseen something that could be prevented if we wanted."

She looked at Arwen and smiled. "Do not worry yourself. Concentrate on yourself and your baby." Arwen's thought went back to her child. She felt tears form in her eyes and quietly slip down her cheeks.

Galadriel picked up on this and wiped the stray tears away. "Arwen, why do you weep?" She placed an arm around her and pulled Arwen to lean on her shoulder. Arwen continued to cry. Shimmering tears fell from dark pools and splashed on Galadriel's skirts. "Come on Arwen. Why do you cry?" Silence filled the room until Arwen's breathing evened out and she started to speak. "I don't know what I'm doing."

"What do you mean?"

"I'm scared grandmother. I'm so scared. I love Aragorn so much-I don't want to disappoint him-"

"And why would you do that?"

"Because I haven't a clue how to be a naneth. As much as I want this child, I'm scared I won't know what to do. What if I'm a bad naneth?" Galadriel moved to kneel in front of Arwen. "Arwen, believe me. You will be fine. I was just as scared as you are now when I was expecting your naneth. She too was nervous, on both her pregnancies. It's fine to be apprehensive about having a child, but trust me, as soon as you have your child in your arms, everything will come naturally. You learn from your child, you understand what he needs from your bonds with him. Please, do not cry. Make now the most wonderful time ever-enjoy your pregnancy, don't let your worries take over. After all, in a few months, both your lives will be turned upside down. And remember, Aragorn is probably as nervous as you, if not more so. He knows nothing of the feeling of a babe growing within, and so cannot develop bonds as strongly as you can, or so easily. He'll be scared too."

And with that Galadriel smiled and walked out, to leave Arwen to dry her tears and take in all that was said.

Aragorn returned a few minutes later with a tray of food. He laid it on a table next to Arwen's bed and went towards the bathroom. This time however, Galadriel was not in the way, and he walked straight in. He found Arwen sat on a seat, looking at the floor in thought.

"Arwen? Meleth I brought you some breakfast."

Arwen snapped out of her thoughts at the sound of her husband's voice. She stood and stared at him for a moment. Then she stepped forward and ran into his arms. He held her close, delighted to be holding his beloved wife once more. She stepped back and looked into his eyes before leaning in to kiss him. He happily kissed her back, relishing the moment. He pulled back and pulled her further into his arms.

"Arwen" He whispered. "You scared me so much. Never do that to me again." Arwen looked up at this truthful admission.

"I'm sorry" she whispered. She leaned her head against his chest and closed her eyes, listening to the heartbeat of her loved one. He moved his hands to her waist, and then to her stomach where their child grew peacefully.

Then he stepped back and led Arwen out of the bathroom so she could finally eat and drink and regain her strength. He sat her down on her bed and pushed the table closer to her. "Eat" he said. "You must eat, for both your sakes." He indicated her stomach and she smiled, picking up a piece of bread and taking a small bite. Aragorn grinned.

He was happy again-his wife was back and he was never letting her go again.