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She reached for his hand, the need for physical contact finally getting the best of her and she smiled sadly as she squeezed the soft flesh and felt the slender fingers fasten around her cold small hands.

The wind was blowing fiercely making her dress billow around her legs and her hair fall out from the style she had quickly placed it in. Looking towards her friends and family she felt a serene calm wash over her and despite the chill in the heavy air she was warmed.

Ardana stood with Haldir, each of them drawing on the strength of the other. Elladan and Elrohir stood side by side, each dressed identically in robes of red velvet, circlets upon their brows. Elrond and Erestor stood beside Eloria and Thranduil and her adar stood beside her with Niall in his arms. All the most important people in her life were gather around them and with them stood people she had never met but who all felt the loss.

Her eyes scanned the crowd and for a moment they rested on the figure of her mother. A sick feeling of nausea and panic set in along with feeling of the need for comfort. She just wanted a hug and at that moment as she looked at her she forgave her everything, she finally understood what it was to love a child so much that you do anything to keep them. But the feeling of Legolas's hands holding hers brought her back and when she finally lifted her head she found that her mother was gone.

The sound of soft music reached her ears and she forced herself to turn her head, squeezing Legolas' hand tightly she let her eyes settle on the stretcher that her daughter was lying on.

Eleni's body was anointed and prayers were said though neither mother nor father heard them. Their whole world for those few moments was centred on their baby girl.

Everything melted away until only the sound of the wind and the feeling of the comfort of those who stood beside them, the parents stepped forward and each leaned forward to place a kiss on her cold forehead, each allowing a single tear to fall onto her face. Legolas lifted her hand and placed a pure white daisy into the palm of her hand as a remembrance of the days that they had spent playing in the fields of daisies that lay beyond the forest.

Seeing the opportunity to say goodbye in his own way Niall wriggled out of the clutches of his grandfather Glorfindel and ran to his parents. Standing up on his tiptoes he clumsily brushed her hair away from her face and picked up her free hand. He sighed heavily and placed his little finger around hers in an unspoken and private promise. Legolas lifted his son into his arms and took his wife's hand as they once again took their places.

The music stopped and all was silent as Eleni's body was lowered into the stone casket that would now be the keep her of her body. As she watched her daughter disappear from her sight Thalia's breath hitched in her throat.

Thalia cried out and tried to rush to her daughter's body as she was lowered into her casket but luckily Legolas was able to catch her around the waist and hold her firmly. She slumped in his embrace and fell to her knees, turning slightly so that she could wrap her hands in the fabric of his black robes. Legolas stared at the casket as the stone lid was pushed into place and sealed. His blue eyes were clouded with disbelief and torment while his hands found the trembling fingers of wife.

Looking around he saw his world change.

Her body was rigid in my arms and I knew I was hurting her but I could not let her go. For selfish reasons I could not watch my wife in her grief take our daughter in her arms.

The satin of her dress felt soft in my hands and I shifted my weight so that my body was wrapped around hers and she couldn't escape. I felt some of her tension dissipate and as my father uttered the last words of a ceremony I had heard nothing of I placed my head beside hers and whispered words of no consequence. She placed her hands on my forearms and gripped them tightly making me hold her a little more firmly, it was than that I realised that I was crying. I felt sorrow and pain stab me like a sharp arrow deep within my heart. I turned my gaze to my son who sat so calmly in the arms of Elrohir, and a strange thought suddenly occurred to me, when had I handed my son to Elrohir? I had done it without realising.

My lifelong friend raised his eyes and grey orbs of reassurance comforted me. He smiled softly and kissed Niall's forehead to make sure that I knew that he would take of him after the ceremony. I had a feeling that my wife and would need to retreat from the world for a short while.

Her legs collapsed as her body began to shake and her eyes were fixed on Eleni's body as it hovered for a moment above her resting place. I gripped her tighter and pulled her firmly to my chest using her as a shield again the onslaught of emotions that would otherwise have erupted from me. I felt the familiar tingling of frustration and pain as her small body disappeared for the last time, the black veil floating up from her face, giving just a hint of her golden curls. And in her hand lay my last gift to her.

I felt tears burn in my eyes and I looked at my son. They were twins and as such a part of her will always remain with Niall, but a part of Niall was also being buried with his sister.

Thalia jumped as a wave of a dull pain flowed though their bond followed by a serenity that she hadn't felt since the night of their children's birth. She felt Niall's small hand reach over to her from Elrohir's arms and pull her sleeve. She smiled widely as her eyes locked on his. His eyes were sparkling with something else, he smiled and she saw Eleni, and it was then that she realized that she was mourning for herself, not for her daughter.

She took him from her adar and hugged him tightly.

"I am sorry baby. I am so sorry."

His small arms wrapped around her neck and hugged her back

"Don't worry for me naneth. I will see you again. I promise. I love you"

Niall whispered, Eleni's voice shining through his quiet voice with a confidence that the elfling had yet to gain. Everything came into place and everybody disappeared. The final piece of the puzzle fell into place and her heart mended itself just a little. Feeling the change in her and their bond Legolas turned to look at her and he to was taken aback by the change in their son. He saw her as he would see a shadow. Her face and Niall's were one and the same, she was saying goodbye. She smiled and held her hands out to him and without hesitation he stepped forward and held her, holding her/his torso close to him, allowing the familiar fragrance of chamomile to wash over him.

"Bye bye adar. Love you"

he felt the light fade from his sons body and he held him closer as he felt Thalia move closer to him, wrapping her arms around his waist and burying her head in Niall's back.

They did not notice the eyes that watched them intently; each of the elves gathered around knew what the family were going through and all the felt the loss.
arms and took his wife's hand as they once again took their places.

Thranduil looked at his son with an expression of the love that only a father has as Eloria looked upon on her son with the love only a mother could. And both saw the suffering of Thalia and it broke their hearts.

Carefully Legolas lifted his wife, and keeping one arm around her he held her close as they said goodbye to their friends and family. Elrohir stood before them with Niall in his arms coxing the elfling into hugging his mother and father. Niall lifted his head, revealing his red eyes and the tear tracks that marred his face. He leaned over and kissed their cheeks before wrapping his arms back around Elrohir's neck.

Worried that she would go into another panic attack Legolas wrapped an arm around her waist. But the princess merely smiled tearfully keeping one hand firmly one hand on her rounded belly.

"I wonder what she will look like"

she laughed a little and leaned into the welcoming embrace of her husband who smiled with her. The light that had been lost was once again present and he too wondered about their next meeting. But for now the halls of Mandos would keep her safe and she would know that she was loved.

Out of the corner of his eyes Thranduil watched his son hold his wife and child close. They looked at peace and it seemed to him that they had reached an understanding.