Disclaimer: I don't own anything of the Lord of the Rings. It all belongs to J.R.R Tolkien.

Note: I think that you guys had gotten my note about why I am not updating in the next few weeks. I found that I had a few hours off, so here is a chapter for you. Hope you liked it. Let's begin. There might be sex in the form of a dream.

Horse hoofs thundered against the ground while the rider urged the horse to go faster, he was riding like his very life depended on it. Well not his life, but that of his daughter. "Go on, you can go faster then that." The rider urged his horse faster, he had to reach the gates of the palace before nightfall.

Seven nights of non stop riding and the Elf was visibly exhausted. His blond hair was pulled back in ponytail to keep it from falling in his eyes and his blue eyes were dull, it could have had something to do with the fact that his wife who was carrying their child had left them to fight a battle in a world unknown to any of them.

He stopped just outside the palace gates and called to the guards: "Open the gates, tell the King, prince Legolas has returned." In no time at all the gates were opened and he urged his horse through. He had no time for his thoughts, no time to think, no time to feel, cause if he did, he felt his heart would break. He needed to be strong for now, for now, only when he was in private he could give in.

He dismounted with difficulty and swayed on his feet before a gently yet firm grip on his upper arm guided him inside. A voice was questioning him and it took him a full minute to realize the voice was his father's. "Ada (daddy)." He choked out.

"Yes, Legolas, do not worry I have got you. Come, my son, you are weary and there is much to discuss, much of what has happened, a lot of things that will cause you grief." Thranduil signed at the look his son gave him, hope was nearly failing the king.

Gently sitting Legolas down in a chair in his study, Thranduil barked to his guards that nobody was to disturb them. Helping Legolas drink some wine, the king watched his son becoming to himself once again. "Legolas, it is about Moriethel. She is…" He began, not wanting to bring his son brief.

"I know." Legolas dismissed the subject with a wave of his hand. "She is dying, I know Atar, there is nothing we can do." Legolas was interrupted when an angry Thranduil sprang to his feet.

"How can you say that? Is this how I raised you? To give up on your child? We will find something to cure her." Thranduil raged.

"No Ada, this is not how you raised me. It is not. I know you love her but it is what the Valar wishes for her. Do you not think Nienna and I would accept it like this? Let her die when there was even the remote change of saving her. You know me better then that. We tried, Ada, we truly tried but there was no way of saving her without letting the world meet its doom. Please understand, Nienna is blind and fighting in some distant land with Ellesar to save Middle earth, she is carrying my child, Moriethel is dying, the Valar have told us. Please believe me, when I tell you that as much as I wished for this, I cannot aid her, save being with her when the hour draws near when she will pass into the Hall of Mandos." Legolas fell silent, head bowed, eyes prickling with the tears.

"Nienna is pregnant again?" Thranduil asked, sitting down again. He had not understood the severity of the situation.

"Aye." His son answered, rubbing at his eyes. "How is she?" His voice broke.

"She is fine, asleep at the moment. She seems so small and sweet, but there is evil in her heart, I wish I did not have to say it. The healers say that she will not live the month, weakening every day, finding no peace save in dead." He answered.

"Can I see her?" Legolas asked, meeting his father's eyes.

"Do you wish to?" Thranduil asked instead.

"As a father I must, as to be honest, no, I do not wish to see her just yet, I am to weary to deal with it and she will bring me to my knees if I see her now." Legolas answered, his blue eyes filled with so much sadness it broke Thranduil's heart.

"Then sleep, let the healing sleep of the Elves bring you to your wife. I will deal with the child." Thranduil pulled him up. Legolas simply nodded and let Thranduil guide him to his room.

He closed the door behind him before locking it and falling to the bed while sobs wrecked his frame. It was one thing to be away from the one you love, but where did he go so wrong as to deserve all of this? To loose his child, how could that have happened?

Soon his weariness took over and he fell into the dreamscape. His dream took him to the one he wanted to see most of all, Nienna. She stood before him, dressed as queen, her white gown flowing over her curves, she turned around to meet his gaze with one of her own. Her grey eyes not dead but alive, searching outs his face and then finally love reading in them. His eyes traveled over her gown, looking at her stomach, still remotely flat there was a soft bulge there, indicating the presence of his child. It was still too small to be noticed by others that did not know, but he did.

"Nienna, how can this be?" He asked, his voice a bare whisper.

"I do not know, maybe the Valar have granted us a last change before I leave for battle tomorrow eve." She answered, making her way over to him.

"Then pray tell, what should we do with the time that has been given to us?" He asked, an idea coming to his mind and he smiled.

Nienna stopped in front of him and while looking at him, answered. "I take it you have an idea."

He nodded and leaned in to capture her lips before he whispered in a horse voice in her ear. "The thing we didn't get to do last time, if you still have the passion for me, the one that I felt when we said goodbye."

A smiled touched her lips before she answered. "I am all yours, my lord. If this is our last night together, do not let me forget." Giving herself up to him.

Legolas did not need any more encouragement and while wrapping his arms around her, he kissed her. His tongue flickered past her lips and she opened them, only to deepen their kiss, they broke apart, gasping for breath and Nienna smiled, fire dancing in her eyes. He smiled and while tangling his hand in her hair, he pulled her against her.

His mouth crushed hers and while their tongues joined, Nienna's hand slid down his arms towards his leggings, tracing circled in his inner tight while her hands traveled upwards. Legolas broke the kiss to gasp when her hands helped arouse him further. Nienna was working on getting his tunic off, Legolas shifted his position somewhat and buried his face in the soft flesh of her neck with a groan.

When his tunic was off, Nienna trailed a path of fire with her kisses, a fire that went straight to his groin. Managing to pull himself together, Legolas swept her off her feet, while he looked around for a place to continue their lovemaking. As it so happened, there was a lake nearby.

It was not long before the both of them were waists deep in water, but that did not stop them from anything and soon Nienna's lips were upon his chest once again. Legolas suppressed a shudder when Nienna's lips found his nipple. His hands were busy getting rid of the fabric that held him back from Nienna's soft flesh. Getting fed up with the many strings that held the dress together, he simply tore it apart to reveal pale skin.

He pushed her away and his tongue licked in between her breasts, Nienna moaned loudly and arched her back, pleasure sweeping through her. Legolas looked up and claimed her mouth again, his hand slid down further, over the soft bulging off her stomach and in between her legs.

Nienna pulled away to gasp for breath when he entered her with two fingers, he looked at her through darkened eyes, darkened with lust for the young maiden that was his. Nienna whimpered when he pulled away from her only to move his hands to her breast, gently massaging them.

She pulled at his leggings, trying to move to so she could please him. Soon the leggings were off and his arousal sprang forward. She gripped him firmly and Legolas moaned before claiming her lips again. Nienna broke away, her voice urgent. "Seas, Legolas, seas (please, please).

The Elf smiled before making his way over to her and asked. "What is it that you want, my lady?"

"I want to feel you inside of me." She whispered, pleasure flushing her face. He nodded and while gripping her, he pushed himself into her. A soft gasp from her made him stop to let her adjust, soon she pushed her hips forward and Legolas trust deep into her.

Her moaning became louder while she climaxed and with a shout of his name, she climaxed. Legolas followed her not long after that and collapsed beside her. He pushed away from her and gathered her in his arms before he said. "Meleth, always remember that I love you."

"I love you too, Legolas. You and Moriethel." She answered before the both of them shared a heated kiss and then fell asleep.

Legolas woke up to find himself in his own room, the dream still so vivid in his mind that it brought him a flush to his fair cheeks. He smiled before he fell into dreamscape once more.

Hope you liked it. I tried to keep it a little bit decent, but I thought we needed a chapter like this, please tell me what you think. And don't forget that the next chapter will be out in begin June because I will be gone for a few weeks.