Discl. : Lord of The Rings doesn't belong to me
Warnings : M/M Situations
Pairings : Aragorn/Legolas
Author's Note : Sorry I took such a long time to update! Please review

Chapter five
By Clio Leanan Sidhe

Legolas felt weary, it was not the first time that he heard the strange and unknown voice inside his thoughts to leave Rivendell before it was to late. The blonde turned and walked over to the small crib which held his son and daughter, Rinon and Indil.

He picked up the small Rinon and smiled to see his beautiful eyes open. Six months had passed in which they still had no word of Aragorn or any other of the Fellowship. Six months that Rinon and Indil spend without their father.

"Are you brooding again?"

Legolas turned his head and smiled to see Arwen standing in the door way. "Of course, don't I always?" He breathed and kissed the top of Rinon's head.

"Hmm." Arwen mused and walked over to him. She picked up Indil and held her niece in her hands with care. Her heart filled with warmth as she thought of the children as her family and she loved them dearly as if they were her own. "They are still so small." She decided and smiled at Legolas.

Legolas nodded in agreement. "I know."

Both gasped when they heard the familiar sound of a horn and ran towards the window, looking outside. Below them elves were running, bewildered and with fear. Legolas turned to look at Arwen, confused.

The door was pushed open and revealed Elrohir and Elladan. "Orcs!" One of the twins shouted while the other stepped inside and started to pull Arwen with him.

"We need to leave." Elladan muttered and pulled Arwen out of the room.

Walking through the gardens of Rivendell was a blur for Legolas, he held Rinon tightly to his body, needing to feel the small body against his own to know the small child was with him. He looked around, bewildered. "Indil?"

"I have her." Arwen shouted as she ran behind Legolas.

Around them elves ran and screamed, the army which was led by Elrond shooting arrows at the Orcs which were slowly invading the beautiful city.

Elladan stopped when he saw Erestor, pressed against a wall, mentioning them to come to him. He placed a hand on Elrohir's shoulder and looked at his twin. "Make sure they get safely outside the city."

"What?" Elrohir asked, bewildered. "What will you do?"

Elladan looked at the father who was shouting something. "I'm going to help father."

Elrohir nodded. "I'll come back." He breathed and then started running towards Erestor who was waiting for them.

Elrond felt his heart clench, his beautiful haven was being destroyed by those creatures of evil. They burned down the glorious city where he had lived with his wife and children. It would not survive an attack.

"Father!"

Elrond looked around and acknowledged his son with a short nod. "They are with many." Elrond decided. "Where is Arwen?"

"She will be safe and so will Elrohir and Legolas." Elladan replied.

The lord nodded, a part of the heavy weight that was placed upon his shoulders falling of when he knew for sure that his son and daughter were fine, and so was the companion of one of his sons.

Legolas heard the child in his arms cry and bit his lip. "Be silent Rinon, I know you are also afraid but please be silent." He whispered to the child and held him closer, hoping to calm the child in his arms.

Indil was safely asleep, not shaken by the attack of Orcs. Arwen watched them in silence, wishing for Rinon to be quiet.

"Elves!"

Legolas gasped when he heard an Orc, his heart beating faster. "Aragorn...I wished you were here..."

O O O

Aragorn shot up in his bed, sweat dripping down the sides of his face and his breathing ragged. He pushed himself up, pulling the thin white sheets with him to shield his body from the outside world. He walked over to the balcony and frowned when he saw the illuminated from of Lady Galadriel walking passed in silence.

He returned inside to dress himself before following the Lady of the Woods. The place between the trees where she stopped was silent and almost as if it was out a dream.

"Come closer, Aragorn son of Arathorn."

Aragorn was taken a back by the soft melodic voice of Galadriel and looked up at her. She was a vision of gold and it eased his weary heart when she smiled at him and rested her clear eyes on his form. He stopped closer and watched as she held out her hands.

"This is the mirror of Galadriel, do you dare to look inside?"

Aragorn stepped closer and looked down at the clear liquid in the magical silver basin. In his mind he could hear a soft voice which could only belong to the elf in front of him. 'It will show you distant places and times, it will show you what you wish to know in your heart...'

The stream water started to dissolve and showed Aragorn an image which pained his heart. Rivendell burned and was attacked by Orcs. He looked up at Galadriel again but her face betrayed none of the emotions she felt inside of her heart. When he looked at the mirror again he saw Lothlorien, filled with elves he knew from Rivendell.

He could see the clear vision of Legolas and around him twirled a small blonde child, the girls hair was held together by elvish braids. The girl laughed softly, her eyes filled with joy as she looked at Legolas and took his hand in her own smaller ones. The child reminded him of Legolas.

The vision faded again until it showed a dark haired child, his eyes deep and filled with hidden emotions, much like his own. The child reminded him of himself and he wondered what it could mean.

The mirror's visions disappeared and the clear water remained. Aragorn looked up at the blonde woman with an questioning look.

"Do you wonder what you have seen?" She asked softly, keeping her eyes on Aragorn. She could hear Aragorn's doubts inside her own mind and knew that without explanation Aragorn would not be able to place the images. "As we speak to each other now, Rivendell is under attack."

Aragorn straightened his back. "What?"

"Do not worry Aragorn." She continued. "The elves of Rivendell are strong and under Elrond's command they will come to Lothlorien." She told him and then smiled. "The children...do you wonder about them?" Galadriel asked but did not wait for a reply on her question. "They are yours, Aragorn." She started and saw the confused but proud expression on Aragorn's face. "They are the children of Legolas and you."

"They are beautiful." Aragorn whispered, the images of the smiling children still inside his mind.

"But you will not be able to see them until your journey has ended." Lady Galadriel stated.

Aragorn frowned. "Why?" He asked. "If the elves of Rivendell are coming to Lothlorien as you say then why can't I wait for them?"

"Your journey is of importance for all in Middle-Earth." Galadriel told him, drawing out her words to show the seriousness in them. "Let the visions of your companion and children ease your way." She told him and smiled. "And when you return from your journey they will be waiting for you, right here between these trees."

Aragorn watched Lady Galadriel leave him. 'Remember those words, Aragorn son of Arathorn...' He heard in his mind and nodded. "I will." He whispered to himself but knowing that the Lady had also heard them.

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