Disclaimer:...what a shock I do own some! Wow! Elrodai, Aragor, Arador, and Aradhed are my creations, mostly Aragorn's ancestors but meh.

WARNING - MPREG

A/N Elrond may seem a little OOC but it is necessary for the storyline to work.

Summary: Elrohir is pregnant, refusing to reveal the other father for reason's unknown reasons and so, 2 weeks after the birth, he takes his son and flees...

As Time Goes By

Chapter 4

Aragor was sat on his thrown, his eldest son in a black one at the base of the steps with the cheif stewerd next to him. Three figures stood in the shadows, two holding hands.

"King Aragor," Lord Elrond bowed slightly, as did Glorfindel and Elladan.

"Lord Elrond, welcome to Minas Tirith. I will have someone show you to your rooms and we shall arrange the meeting tomorrow to discuss this alliance," Aragor looked to the figures in the shadows. The tallest one shook his head but the King just smiled. "Elrohir, would you like to show them to the guest rooms?"

"Elrohir?" Elladan asked shocked. Elrohir stepped out of the shadows followed by the two boys. Elrond's mouth fell open in shock at the sight of his younger son.

"If you'll follow me," Elrohir tried to stop his voice shaking from the nerves which he felt, "I'll lead the way. Are you coming too boys?" The boys nodded and slowly the group walked down the hallways.

Elrond had been silent as he entered his room and once the door was shut Elrohir was bombarded with questions and hugs.

"Have you been here all this time?"

"Why didn't you write?"

"Where's your son? How is he?"

"How are you?"

Elrohir smiled, the tension his fathers prescense had caused was quickly leaving his body and he started to ask the questions that he was being asked.

"Yes, we've been here all this time. I didn't write because I was afraid of Ada finding the letters. I'm fine, Elrodai is fine...infact here he is," Elrohir said happily, pulling Elrodai infront of him. The boy blinked at the elf who was his fathers identical copy.

"Elrodai?" Elladan asked in amazement as he saw the tall elfling who looked so much like his father, but also like someone else, someone he knew.

"Dai, this is your uncle Elladan, my twin brother and your godfather Glorfindel," Elrohir said happily.

"Hello," Elrodai said quietly, his hand reaching back for Aradhed's.

"Oh and this is Prince Aradhed, Elrodai's boyfriend," Elrohir motioned to the Prince who willingly stepped forewards and put his arms around Elrodai's waist, standing behind him. Glorfindel frowned slightly but didn't comment. "Now this is you're room 'Dan and the next is yours Glorfindel," Elrohir pointed to the two doors.

"Oh, right," Elladan was still staring at Elrodai.

"We'll see you at the meeting then..."

"No Ada, dinner. Royal guests come to dinner with us."

"Oh yes Dai, thank you for reminding . I will send someone by to take you to dinner."

Elrond sat in silence at dinner, watching Elrohir and Elrodai talk with Elladan and Glorfindel, laugh with Elladan and Glorfindel. The boy was a credit to his elven heritage, not only his voice but his manner, his voice...everything.

"May I be excused fahter?" Prince Aradhen asked polietely.

"Of course son," he smiled at his younger boy who rose, giving a small bow before looking over at Elrodai, almost expectantly. The humans carried on with their meals as if this was nothing out of the ordinary.

"May I be excused as well Ada?" Elrodai asked quietly, obviously embarassed by Aradhed so obviously waiting for him in front of their guests.

"Of course Dai, go and have fun but be back by 10," Elrohir said kindly and Elrond's gaze followed the two boys as they walked to the large door where they paused, looked at each other before linking hands and running down the hall.

'Oh to be young,' he thought happily, turning to look at Elrohir who was laughing loudly at a joke his twin had obviously just told. Elrond had refused for years to admit that he had made a wrong decision in letting Elrohir go, but seeing him now, seeing what Elrodai had become...now Elrond would admit he had been wrong, at least he'd admit that to himself.

The meeting was over surprisingly quickly and the agreement was signed, the elves would help the humans, the humans would help the elves as long as a living decendant of both houses survived. Elrond stood and took his copy.

"We leave at Sunset," he said calmly.

"But Ada..." Elladan said quickly but Elrond glared at him, wanting to escape that place, get away from the failure he truly regretted. Elrohir watched as his father left, a sad yet whistful look on his face until he saw Elrodai looking his way and placed a fake smile on quickly.

Later that evening he stood alone on his balcony for hours, watching the 3 cloaked horse-riders galloping towards Imladris. When, even with his elven eyesight, he couldn't see them any longer he murmered sadly to himself,

"Goodbye Ada. Maybe one day you'll forgive me for following my heart."

A/N There we go, and just a warning to all of you who want to find out Elrodai's other father...you won't find out for a little while.