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 12,

Dear Ada, Elladan and Aragorn,

I have some news for you, I'm married. I know it's sudden and I'm sorry I couldn't invite you but it was just a quiet ceremony, just me, Elrodai, him and his brothers. Elrodai wanted to meet his father, that's the real reason we came to Lothlorien and I didn't realize how much I still loved Rúmil. Well to put it shortly I ended up in the family again and he proposed. We've decided to stay in Lothlorien until I've given birth to my child but we will be returning when I can. Don't think any less of me Ada, please don't. I love him and I know I've made the right choice.

Love Elrohir.

Elrohir woke slowly, feeling nothing but pain coursing throughout his body. What had happened? He remembered waking up in the middle of the night beside Rúmil, pains in his stomach and then nothing. What about the baby?

"Stay still Elrohir love, it's alright," Rúmil's kind voice whispered in his ear and Elrohir cracked his eyes open, gazing into his husbands worried eyes.

"T-T-the baby?" Elrohir asked weakly.

"A boy and he's…fine. He's a month early and they were forced to operate because you were unconscious but he'll be fine. It's you I'm worried about, you lost a lot of blood," Rúmil said stroking Elrohir's hair.

"I'm fine love. What did you call him?"

"I thought you'd best name him." Elrohir smiled at his husband.

"I'd like to call him Aradhed if that's alright."

"Why wouldn't it be?"

"That was the name of Elrodai's husband. He died early sadly." The pain was increasing and Elrohir couldn't hide the wince.

"Elrodai was married? No don't worry about answering I'll ask him if it's alright. You just rest my love and when you want next I'll bring you your new son." Elrohir smiled weakly before the pain once again over came him and he drifted off into nothingness.

"When were you going to tell me you'd been married?" Rúmil asked his son as they played with the baby together. Elrodai glanced at him in shock. "Elrohir told me, he wants to, well he'd like it if he could call the baby Aradhed, in memory of your husband." Elrodai's eyes started to water, his lip to tremble. "Will you allow it? If it hurts too much…"

"No, no it's just," Elrodai held his brother close as the tears slipped free and trailed down his cheeks, "It's so…" he sniffed and wiped his cheeks on his shoulders awkwardly, then he titled his head down to his brother who stared up at him. "Hello Aradhed." Rúmil pulled his sons into a hug as more tears fell down Elrodai's cheeks.

"He must have been a wonderful man to have captured your heart my son," he whispered in Elrodai's ear softly.

"He was, he really was." More tears had leaked out from the corner of his eyes.

"You must miss him," Rúmil said quietly.

"Everyday, everyday," a tortured sob came from Elrodai's throat and Rúmil pulled him closer. Baby Aradhed, as if he was able to sense the unhappiness around him began to bawl. "Oh look what we've done now, we've upset him." Elrodai wiped his cheeks once more and started to placate the baby boy.

"Here he is my love, our son, Aradhed," Rúmil said as he gently placed the baby boy into Elrohir's arms. Elrohir's eyes lit up at the sight of his new son, his adorable baby boy.

"A letter came this morning Ada, Lord Elrond wants to know about the baby and when we will be returning to Rivendell. Apparently Aragorn is a little more than anxious for us," Elrodai said with a small smile, "The exact description was along the lines of, 'He won't stop asking for you and refuses to calm when upset unless one of us promises that you two will return soon.' Seems our little Prince doesn't like Rivendell without us."

"Well then, write back and say we shall begin the journey back when Aradhed is 3 months old, not a day before. I took a risk taking you out into the wild so early and we were lucky, I will not take the same risk now when we have other options," Elrohir said calmly, stroking the dark blonde fuzz that was Aradhed's hair. "And send our love to Aragorn in the letter."

"Yes Ada, I will," Elrodai left with a smile.

"I cannot wait to meet this Aragorn, both of you only have praise in your hearts for the little human," Rúmil said quietly, kissing Elrohir's forehead as he gazed fondly at his baby.

So 3 months later the family packed up their things, bid their Lothlorien friends and family farewell and set out for Rivendell at a steady pace. Little Aradhed was in a sling on Elrohir's chest very similar to how Elrodai had been held securely all those years ago.

"How long will it take us to get there?" Elrodai asked.

"A little over a week, we're in no rush," Elrohir said smiling at Rúmil who chuckled softly. Elrohir had been in no rush to do anything since Aradhed was born, claiming he was going to take his time with his second son after being forced to rush with his first. Of course Rúmil had pointed out that rushing had had no effect on how Elrodai turned out what so ever, he was still perfect. Each night they camped, played with little Aradhed (especially Elrodai) and just generally talked of the things that had happened in Gondor. And so a week later the family did indeed ride into the courtyard of Rivendell.

"Elrohir!" The cry shot out as Elrohir's feet touched the floor and he just had time to hand the baby to Rúmil before he had an armful of young human boy. "Your back! Your back! I'm so glad your back! You've been away so long and I've missed you!"

"I've missed you too my Prince," Elrohir told the boy, "And I do believe you've grown since we left. Wouldn't you agree Elrodai?"

"Yes I would. And doesn't he look smart in those fine clothes," Elrodai said touching the boys cheek. Aragorn beamed at him.

"Ada had them made for me."

"Ada?" Elrohir asked shocked.

"He asked me to call him that, he said it meant father and as he was now going to care for me as a father should I can call him that if I want to. And I do, you don't mind do you; he said you'd fallen out. Why did you fall out with Ada?" Aragorn asked in his childish way.

"It happened long ago and of course I don't mind if you call my Ada your Ada, that makes us brothers and I'd be honoured to call you my brother," Elrohir told the young Prince sincerely.

"So you forgive an old man his foolishness of years ago?" Elrohir turned to his father who had spoken from the top of the steps, "You forgive a father who did not understand, who made such a mistake when he should have welcomed the birth of his grandchild no matter who the sire?" Elrond looked so sincere in his apology that Elrohir put Aragorn on the floor (not very gently at all) and raced up the steps to hug his Ada tightly.

"Of course I forgive you Ada," he said quietly in the Elda's ear. Elrond gave a small sob and hugged Elrohir tightly to him. Elrodai smiled and picked up the slightly confused Prince, saying cheerfully in his ear,

"You know if you are my Ada's brother that makes you my uncle."

"Me? But your much older than me, that cant work!"

"Oh but it does, if Lord Elrond adopts you," Elrodai looked up to Elrond who smiled and nodded, "Which it appears he is going to. You will be my uncle."

"I don't understand."

"You will when you grow up, I promise," Elrodai kissed his princes head gently.

"Come Ada, come and meet my second son Aradhed and my husband, Rúmil of Lothlorien," Elrohir took Elrond's hand and led him eagerly down the steps where Rúmil waited silently, holding his sleeping little son.

"It is an honour to meet you Rúmil, and it is a pleasure to welcome you to our family, something I should have done years ago," Elrond held his hand out to the ex-galadhrim. Rúmil smiled and shifted Aradhed slightly so that he could shake his father-in-laws hand.

"No my Lord Elrond, do not grieve over the past now. Everything has turned alright out now," Rúmil said flashing a smile to his husband who was taking Aragorn back off Elrodai. The young Prince was talking about his lessons very enthusiastically.

"I shall personally take you to your quarters we have arranged for you to have," Elrond smiled and turned to Elrodai, "Welcome back home my grandson."

"It is good to be back."

A/N Just one more chapter to go, just one unless after that you call for a sequel.