Discl. : Lotr does not belong to me
Warnings: AU, M/M, MPREG,
Pairings: Aragorn/Legolas,
Author's Note: The children have names, thanks to Golden Elf!

Chapter three
By Clio Leanan Sidhe

Legolas cried out, tears streaming down his face from pain. He had never felt such immense pain before in his long life and it made him wonder if elves could not only die of grieve but also from this kind of pain. "What is happening?" He cried out and kept his eyes tightly shut when he felt cool hands on his stomach.

One of the healers looked down at the blonde elf and gave Elrond a confused look. "Why can he be in so much pain?" He asked, hoping that Legolas could not hear him, afraid that he would worry the elf.

Elrond watched in silence and tried to keep Legolas still on the bed.

Legolas' eyes shot open and he looked up in Elrond's eyes. "What is wrong with me..." He whispered.

Elrond used his sleeve to clean Legolas' face and smiled down at the blonde elf. "Nothing is wrong." He lied, making sure that Legolas could not see though his lie.

Legolas swallowed, his throat dry. "Is something wrong with the babies?" He asked then, afraid for their lives.

Elrond shook his head, looking at the healers. "Give him something to ease his pain." He muttered and left the room.

O O O

Aragorn smiled to himself as he heard Gimli speak of Lady Galadriel. He had never thought one would think of the beautiful Lady as a witch. He turned his head and watched the little hobbits look at him with scared faces. Aragorn frowned when he saw Frodo's strange expression and wondered what was wrong with you small hobbit.

Aragorn stopped when he heard the familiar voice of Haldir. A soft gasp left his lips when he saw the blonde elf who was standing at Haldir's side. The familiar blonde made his heart clench and for a brief moment he felt the same emotions as he had for Firiël before. But they left him just as quickly as he thought of the lover he had waiting for him in Rivendell. A smile found a way to his lips as he thought of Legolas.

"Aragorn..." Haldir muttered and gave the elf next to him a sideways glance. Nothing seemed to change in him as he saw Aragorn before him.

"Haldir." Aragorn returned. "We come here for help." He continued.

Haldir nodded. "Lady Galadriel is waiting for you." He told them and started walking away, followed by the others.

Aragorn did not take his eyes of Firiël but he saw a visible change in the elf he had loved once. He tried to catch up with him and quickened his pace. Once he was walking next to Firiël he looked at the blonde elf. "Firiël, how have you been?"

Firiël looked at him and smiled softly, trying to keep the distance between them that had grown over the time they had not been together. "For one I am no longer Firiël, I am Aellian of Lothlorien."

Aragorn frowned. "I am sorry." He whispered.

"Much has changed." Aellian told him. "I heard great news from Lady Galadriel, all though I should not tell you."

Aragorn frowned. "Great news?"

Aellian nodded. "Yes, of Prince Legolas." He continued.

Aragorn grabbed his shoulder. "Then you must tell me."

The blonde shook his head. "I cannot, for nothing is certain yet." He answered and then he walked away from Aragorn to speak with Haldir.

O O O

Arwen rested her ear against the door, listening for clues of what was happening to Legolas. She could hear her father's commanding voice which was strained and sounded nervous. Arwen bit her lip, wishing to know what was wrong with Legolas. She wondered why he was having such difficulties.

When she heard her father shout on the other side of the door she tried to open it but the door didn't budge. She listened carefully, needing to know that Legolas was all right.

A gasp left her lips when she heard her father's voice. She brought her hands over her mouth and listened as her father's tired voice announced that it was done. Arwen tried to hear if there was the soft crying of a child but heard nothing.

"Please..." She whispered and closed her eyes, praying that the children and Legolas were all right. She laughed softly when she heard a soft cry from a child and knocked on the door, wishing to see Legolas.

The door was opened by Elrond who was holding a child in his arms. Arwen looked down at the small child and smiled. Then she looked up at her father and saw unreadable emotions swimming in his eyes. She looked over his shoulder and shook her head slowly when she saw Legolas lying on the pale sheets which were somewhat covered in blood.

She quickly passed her father and walked over to the bed, looking down at the blonde elf. His eyes were closed and his face was paler then usual.

Elrond walked over to his daughter and stood next to her. "He is asleep..." He whispered softly and saw Arwen tense. He watched as she sat on the side of the bed and grabbed Legolas' hand, kissing it softly.

"I thought..." She started but didn't continue.

Elrond smiled then. "He is fine and so are the children." He started and placed the little girl he was holding in Arwen's arms. "A boy..., and a girl."