A/N:
Oh my, oh my. Would you look at this? An update. Not that it's very long or anything.
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Frécne rode into the night as fast as he could go. The sun was starting to rise as he arrived to where the men were stationed. Some of the men appeared from behind the rocks and trees, asking what the king had said and what they should do next. Frécne quickly took up his new role and told some of the men to break off further north to where Talvereth had been before his disappearance to search for any clues as to his whereabouts. Frécne sighed, the lack of sleep creeping up on him. He stationed himself behind a large rock with two others, waiting, watching, for any sign.
Arwen was busy moving furniture around as Aragorn entered their chambers. He looked around for his wife, but heard movements in the adjoining room. Creeping in, he watched her pondering where she wanted the toys to go, hands on hips.
"And what would a beautiful woman such as you be doing right now?" He asked in mock disapproval. Arwen turned round to find her husband leaning on the door frame, a smile on his face.
"I was wondering the same thing myself" she walked towards him, hand outstretched waiting for him to join her. He gladly took her hand and pulled her close, resting his weary head on her shoulder. She giggled as he pretended to fall asleep on her, his hands moving to her waist, holding her firmly next to him.
"Estel don't be a fool. Go to bed if you must I have things to do."
Aragorn stirred and whispered in her ear "What if I don't want to? What if I would like to help you, and then go to bed with you, and then you can tell me all about your time with Ioreth?"
"Then you will still have to remove yourself from my shoulder" she laughed. He stood straight and leaned in to press a kiss to her lips. The task at hand was forgotten as more sweet kisses swept them into a world of their own.
Arwen pulled back reluctantly. "As much as I love standing here with you, I fear I shall have to tear myself away. I want to finish moving the toys tonight."
"As you wish. What can I do to help?"
"Well you can shift that chest. I can't lift it." Aragorn complied and took the chest full of toys over to the corner that Arwen had pointed out.
Arwen picked up some more toys that lay scattered on the floor and placed them inside the already bursting chest. Soon enough, the room was fairly tidy and only the cot lay in the middle of the room. Arwen had planned for this to go facing a window, but not so that the sun would disturb her child, or that it could become cold in winter. But she would sort that out tomorrow. For now, she just wanted to retire to bed along with her husband.
She sighed, happy that they'd had done what she'd hoped to do. She looked around one more time before leaving with her love in tow. He closed the door quietly and then wrapped his arms round his wife. His hands caressed her bump softly, feeling their child rest peacefully within her.
She leaned her head back against him, closing her eyes, and he smiled down at her and kissed her neck. Spinning round in his arms, she looked up into his eyes and brushed a lock of hair from his face. As she did so he kissed her hand, and then led a trail of kisses down her arm.
Arwen smiled and leaned against him once more, kissing his cheek before moving back. He made to follow her but she moved further away until she got to the chest of drawers, from which she took her nightshift, prompting Aragorn to follow suit and collect his night clothes too. They undressed and dressed quickly, and Arwen found his arms again. He wrapped them around her protectively and kissed her head, taking in the sweet smell of her hair. They stayed like that for a moment, until Arwen let out a sleepy yawn.
He took her hands and led her to bed, getting in next to her when she lay down happily.
"So, what did Ioreth say?"
Arwen smiled and took one of his hands. "She didn't say much, except that I'm probably about six months gone…"
Aragorn's eyes widened. He hadn't thought it had been so far either.
"…and then she let me feel him. I felt him Estel. Our child. I could feel his head, and then his body." Tears welled in her eyes as she thought back to how amazing it had felt. Aragorn shifted closer and wiped her eyes. He took her into his embrace once more, her head resting on his chest.
"She scared me Estel. She thought I'd lost him when I looked in the mirror…" soft sobs escaped again and he rubbed her back.
"Do not think such things Arwen…" He drew her gaze to her stomach "…he is still there, is he not? You are going to have this child and your going to be a wonderful mother too. I know it worries you; I am scared too. But I can't wait either. Do not dwell on such dark thoughts."
She nodded and laid her head on his chest. He held her until they both fell asleep, their dreams taking them to far off places, both in complete bliss.
