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A/N: Ok, it's the chapter you've all been waiting for! Today I shall reveal who the father of Sky's child is!

Chapter 13

Andúnë

Sky closed her eyes and placed her hands, palm down on the windowsill. Outside, snow was falling, revealing that the power of the elves was indeed diminishing and they were now in their winter years. But this was the last thing on Sky's mind. She clenched her teeth and thought of something else except the pain she was in. How ironic was this? Just like his father, Legolas was nowhere to be seen as his wife went into labor. Actually Sky hadn't seen him from some hours and he seemed blissfully ignorant of what was happening. Sky knew she had to move, but the contractions were so intense she could barely stand up. Finally she gave in and let out a low scream. She thanked each and every god she could think of when the door opened. A maid looked round and saw Sky hunched over. "Milady?" she said.

"Is…Marcaunon…back…yet?" breathed Sky. The maid shook her head.

"Arghh!" yelled Sky, "Find my husband and get a healer…my child is coming and fast!" The maid nodded again and ran from the room.

Legolas was down in the guard's room of the dungeons. He was beating all his friends at a card game he'd learnt whilst in Minas Tirith, when a maid came bursting in. "Prince Legolas, you must come quickly!" she cried.

"What? Why?" asked Legolas.

"You must come, Princess Sky is giving birth!" said the maid. Legolas threw down his cards and ran after the maid.

"Arghh!" cried Sky as another contraction hit her. Her hands balled into fists. She thought about how much time had past since the last one and realised something. They were too close together. No one was going to be here in time. She was going to be alone as she gave birth to her child. Panting, she sat herself down on the floor. She pulled her dress up to her knees and slid her hand between her legs. Yes, there it was. Her baby's head. It wouldn't be long. She felt another contraction and pushed down with all her might. She felt the baby move out a little further. Sky caught her breath as the pain subsided. Just then the door opened and someone came in. "Sky!" she heard Legolas say.

"Arghh!" she replied as she pushed when another contraction hit. Legolas ran up to her.

"Sky, we have to get you to a Healer," said Legolas.

"There's no time!" said Sky, "The baby is coming…now! Legolas, I need you to help me. I need you to guide our baby out, I can't do it alone." Legolas looked down at her. He nodded. "What do I do?" he asked.

"Support the baby's head and help pull it out as I push," said Sky, "I trust you." Legolas slid his hands under the baby's head. He heard Sky count to herself and watched as the baby slid out more. He supported it's body. "One more Sky," he said. She nodded. She gave one final push and the baby slid into Legolas' arms. It immediately began to cry, brought out into this strange world of light. Legolas pulled his cloak off and wrapped the baby in it as Sky pushed out the afterbirth. Legolas looked down at his child and felt his heart leap. The child's ears were pointed. It was elven. It was his. He looked at Sky and smiled. "A beautiful little elvish girl," he said softly before handing his daughter to her mother. Sky laughed at her child and smiled to her husband. Legolas looked out the window. The sun was disappearing. "I have the perfect name for her," he said softly. Sky looked at him.

"Andúnë," he said.

"Sunset," said Sky, "It's beautiful."

"Just like her," said Legolas. The door opened and two healers were shocked to see the Prince kneeling before his wife, looking down at the newborn baby in her arms.

"It's unheard off!" said an old female healer, "The father delivering his child! Unthinkable! What is the world coming too?" Thranduil raised an eyebrow as he walked in to hear the elf's rant. "King Thranduil!" said the healer, "Do you know what your son has done?" Thranduil shook his head.

"He delivered his own child! There was no one else there!"

"Well, what was he supposed to do? Leave Sky to achieve the impossible?" said Thranduil, "I daresay he did the right thing." Thranduil smiled at Sky. She'd been brought to the Healing Rooms to be watched over. She was now in the Royal chamber sat up in bed and holding her daughter. Legolas was stood next to her. Thranduil shut the door and looked at Sky and his son. "Well?" he said.

"A girl," said Legolas. Thranduil laughed and clapped his hands.

"May I?" he said to Sky. Sky nodded and handed Andúnë to Legolas. Legolas then placed the baby girl in Thranduil's arms. The baby instantly took to him. She looked up at him with her blue eyes, the same blue as Legolas' but it was blatantly obvious that she had inherited her mother's hair color. Thranduil smiled as he checked her ears. "Looks like Suiadan was wrong," he said softly, "She is most definitely a beautiful child." He gave her back to her mother. Legolas watched his father.

"You wanted her to have a boy, didn't you?" he said.

"What nonsense are you talking about Legolas? I'm perfectly happy with a granddaughter," said Thranduil.

"All you cared about was continuing our bloodline and you think Sky has failed because she produced a female heir!" said Legolas. Andúnë began to cry as her father raised his voice. Sky tried to calm her down. "Legolas! How dare you question…"

"Admit it!" shouted Legolas, "You wanted Sky to have a boy. That's all you ever saw her as…not as a woman whom I love but something to give you a precious grandson and now you think she failed!"

"Legolas stop it!" cried Sky. Both she and Andúnë were in tears. Legolas stopped. He heard his child's cry and felt guilty. He turned to apologize to his father but Thranduil was already gone. He sighed and looked at Sky. Her eyes immediately switched back to her baby. "I think she's hungry," said Sky.

"No, she's scared," said Legolas, "I frightened her."

"You frightened me too," said Sky, "I've never seen you so angry…where did it come from?"

"I don't know," said Legolas, sitting down on the bed, "I've only been that angry once before. I don't like it."

"Neither do I," said Sky, "Shut the door Legolas, I'm going to feed her." Legolas obediently got up and shut the door. He leaned against the door and watched as Sky moved her dress and brought the child up to her breast. The child began to feed and Legolas smiled. He could see Andúnë being the most beautiful child. He knew that when she was older, she was going to be so very beautiful. His thoughts turned to Aragorn's son. Maybe when they were older…no, chances were they'd only see each other occasionally and also, if Andúnë were to marry Eldarion it would mean she would forsake elven life like Arwen had. Legolas was very close to Arwen's family and knew how much pain it had caused. "What are you doing?" asked Sky, watching him.

"Just thinking," muttered Legolas, "About Andúnë. What she'll be like in the future."

"And what do you see?" asked Sky as she gently winded the baby.

"I see her, being a beautiful woman, just like her mother and…"

"And what?" asked Sky.

"I don't see her coming to the Undying Lands with me," said Legolas.

"Where do you see her then?" asked Sky.

"I see her, as a Queen," said Legolas, "Sky, I think Andúnë is meant to be with Eldarion."

"Aragorn's son?" asked Sky.

"Yes," said Legolas, "It makes sense. She'll obviously spend a lot of time with him when we go to Gondor and he's royalty as well as part elf."

"You've got her whole life planned, haven't you?" laughed Sky.

"Of course," said Legolas, placing a little kiss on Andúnë's head, "I'm her father."