Never without you
Chapter 18: The Arrival
Pairing: Legolas/Haldir
Disclaimer: I don't own so don't ask
WARNING: This is about Male pregnancy and male/male relationships.Not your cup of tea? Please, hit the back key now.
Notes: I would like to thank everyone for being so patient with me during my long absent in between updates. Promise you will be getting more in a timely manner.
Special thank you to: Sirithgliniel, liza123,QueenNarca, Simply Bulisen, curdasd, mz psycho, and to those who have read and didn't review thank you for reading thus far. I hoped you enjoyed it.
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For two weeks Elrond sat by his eldest son's bed, unknowing on how to help bring him back to consciousness. Celeborn had healed the head wound but Elladan was so weak from the blood loss it caused him to fall into a deep healing sleep.
Celeborn had his suspections, but there was nothing that he could do without proof. This was one time the high-Elf lord wished that Galadriel was here. With her powers of looking into the past with her mirror would have shown that Serégon was the culpit for putting his grandson into such peril.
Alas, it was not to be. Serégon and his sister departed for home the following morning. Thranduil was so excited from the news he left for the entire morning to mingle with the Elves of his realm, because of his abrupt departure he didn't received the message of his impending guests.
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The Marchwarden was back on his feet after a few days of rest. He gave Legoals all of his enery to prevent his husband from going into labor. Haldir couldn't even imagine going through the rest of his immortal life knowing he could have done something to save his unborn children. He thanked the Valar every day since for his husband…
"Hello…Haldir," Rúmil called as he waved his hand in front of his older brother's face.
"Sorry, brother, I was just…thinking," Haldir admitted. He blushed at being caught unawares.
Rúmil smiled warmly at his older brother. "Probably about that radiant mate of yours no doubt."
Silver-blue orbs narrowed. "Well, now that you have my attention, Rúmil, is there something you wanted?"
"Aye, Adar, had requested our presences immediately. Met us in Elladan's room."
The middle brother left. Haldir groaned. Now he had to shower and change. The Marchwarden placed his long sword in its' scubboard and grabbed his quiver and bow, leaving the training ground to head back to his room.
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Elrond was napping when Lord Celeborn entered. The silver-haired Elf regarded his long time friend with concerned eyes. Something needed to be done about Elrond's underlining depression. The half-Elf never once complained about being alone but Celeborn could see it in his eyes. Elrond was not an Elf meant to live by himself. He needed the love and comfort of a mate.
And it seemed as good as any time to discuss the issue with Elrond. However, his son's picked the perfect (or rather not so perfect) time to make their entrance. One by one, the trio entered pretty much in the same way – soundless and graceful.
They bowed to their father and to Elrond. He woke after Celeborn nudged his foot to let him know of they arrival. The brothers sat down in the offered seats that were brought in for this meeting.
"I'll get to the point because we don't have a lot of time," Celeborn began as he paced on the otherside of Elladan's bed. "Your Naneth had just informed me that she along with Arwen and the rest of Elrond's family are on their way here."
"For what?" Rúmil questioned curious as to why his mother was coming. In all the long years of his life, he never knew of her leaving the realm at the same time as their father. Obviously, something was afoot.
Celeborn stopped pacing. "For one, Elrohir and Arwen is worried about Elladan, and second, Galadriel has told me that the truth of Elladan's attack is hidden from her."
Orophin jumped out of his chair. "This is maddnes! We all know that, that Orc, Seregon, had something to do with it!"
"Mind your language, Orophin. I will not tolerate such disrespectt!" Celeborn's voice boomed causing Orophin to drop his head in shame.
"There is a way."
Everyone looked at the older Marchwarden.
:No, Haldir! They mustn't know: Rúmil called out.
: Rúmil is right, Haldir. If this ever gets out we along with our family could be in danger. Naneth is all ready feared because of her power. What do you think they will do to us: Orophin countered supporting his old brother's claim.
:Elladan is our friend. We owe him as such before anything else happens to another innocent. We are Marchwardens. Gaurdains – here in Middle-earth to protect those who cannot protect them selves against evil: Haldir argued back with his younger siblings.
Celeborn and Elrond were taken aback when the room went dead silent, and by the brothers facial expressions they we having a heated discussion.
"Adar, Lord Elrond, before we continue we must not have any thisn repeated outside of this room," Haldir declared.
The high-Elf lords agreed to the terms by the seriousness of Haldir's voice. "My brothers and I have gained Naneth's gifts, Adar. We kept silent about them because others would fear us, some would want to possess us, and many would want to kill us."
This was what Celeborn and Galadriel feared. For centuries they watched their sons to see if any of the, especially Haldir, had develop Galadriel's gift of sight and now it seems all of them had.
"We will discuss our gifts in detail later. Right now let Orphin talk with Elladan," Haldir instructed.
The younger Galadrium took Elrond's place next the older twin. Orophin inhaled deeply and slowly exhaled then he held onto his friend's hand plunging into the jumbled images of Elladan's mind.
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By the time Haldir and his brothers finished doing all that they could do for Elladan, the palace was in a state of panic. The fanfair of horns announced the arrial of a caravan of travelers. Celeborn and Elrond stood with Aragorn, Faramir, (a very pregnant) Legolas, Haldir, Rúmil, and Orophin to greet the newly arrived visitors.
Riding in front was an extremely handsome and regal Elf. Long flaxen haird bounded with every trot from the massive beast he rode upon. A golden circlet med with flowers could be seen upon his brow. A bow and a quiver of arrow with yellow feather fringe was straped to his back as well as a long sword at his side. The dark cloak he were hid his body from view but without a doubt he was well toned.
Behind hime rode a row of guards then a row of three males. One of the males was a blond, fully armed in the same fashion as the Elf leading the group. He was dressed in silver-grey tunic, dark leggings, cloak and black boots – he was a Galadrium.
Next to him, stiffly sat a dark headed Elf. Who it seems doesn't ride very often, if at all. The Elf in question represented an official of some sort – who probably sat behind a desk surrounded by tomes and gave orders.
The last Elf, rode elegantly with his blinding white hair – a strange but exotic color of hair. He radiated calmness and joy from the bright beaming smile.
The next group of Elves to enter into the courtyard were swaddled in dark grey, similar to the Galadrium. Their faces were hidden from view except for the familiar dark head of Elrond's son, Elrohir. The rest of the company consisted of carts of goods and whatever else which was needed for the long journey.
Legolas steeped forward as the lead Elf leaped off his white stallion in one fluid motion.
"Mea Govennie, Lord Glorfindel."
"Mae Govennie, Prince Legolas, Captain Haldir."
"I apologize for my Father's absence. He went around the realm visiting," Legolas explained as the others approached.
"Mae Govennie, Prince Legolas."
"Lady Arwen."
Legolas rest a hand on his enormous round belly. Haldir stood beside him with his hand supporting the small of Legolas' back.
All pleasanties were broken by Elrohir's greeting. "Legolas, Haldir!" The younger twin called out to his friend's as he aided a female from her mare. The prince noticed that she too was pregnant but not far along that she could not make the journey."
"Prince Legolas," the soft melodic voice greeted.
"My Lady."
"I trust that you are all faring well. My husband relayed some heartwrenching tales of you nearly miscarrying as well as my grandson's attack." Galadriel was over dramatic sometimes and tended to blow things out proportions.
"I assure you Lady Galadriel that all is well for the time being. Please…"
"Nay, not all is well!" the healer called out.
Legoals restrained himself from rolling his eyes. Elrond was another with a flare for the dramatics.
"Elrond?"
"Galadriel, your son-in-law, should be right now in bed! Not standing on his feet putting undue pressure on his uterus."
"I'm going, Lord Elrond," Legolas huffed as Haldir lead im back inside the palace.
Arwen and Aragorn was talking with Faramir, Elrohir and his companion.
"How bad is it, Elrond?" Galadriel asked once her sons were out of earshot.
"He is still unconscious. He is in a deep healing sleep. Also, we have discovered that Prince Seregon is reason that my son almost died."
"H-"
"How we found out is not important. What is important is that he must be punished for almost committing an act of Kin slaying."
"Until Thranduil returns let the matter be," Celeborn said. "Come, my love, let me show you to our chambers."
Celeborn lead his mate inside leaving Elrond with his family.
"My Lord."
"Erestor, please tell me that you tried to talk Arwen out of this little adventure?"
"You know your daughter – she gets her stubbornness from you my Lord," Erestor replied.
Elrond glared at his advisor for the comment, but Erestor just ignored the other dark headed Elf.
"Legolas has left instructions with the staff to get everyone settled. Why don't yo and Lindir freshen up. You look like you could use a hot bath and a warm meal. I need to speak with Glorfindel."
Erestor and Lindir bowed to Elrond and departed as well.
"Adar."
"Arwen-" the Elf-maiden raise a delicate hand to silence her father.
"Don't start with me. I am concerned for my bother and my friend."
"I'm not going t argue with you on that. However, you should have talked with me before deciding something as foolhardy as this. How do you think Thranduil is going to react at having is home ivaded – not to mention seeing his daughter here," Elrond all but yelled.
It was a known fact, Thranduil didn't like surprises of any kind.
Arwen hung her head in shame for her impetuous decision – she was taught better than that. Elrond lifted his daughter's head by her chin.
"Do not be ashame for doing what you feel is right but in the future please just fore warn me."
"Okay," she answered after being properly chastised by her father.
"Now, Elrohir please take your mate to your room. Do not leave her unattended in the palace or on the grounds. The guards have explicit instructions to arrest her on sight. I will check on you later." Elrond turn to Que. "I see my son has been preoccupied with you than his duties as Lord."
Que blushed. "It is not my intent to keep him from overseeing Imladris, my Lord."
"Don't blame her, Elrond. Your son was acting like an Elfling barely past Majority." Glorfindel teased causing Elrohir to turn red.
Every one there laughed.
"Well, big brother, if I didn't know any better I'd say you're a hormonal teenager all over again," Aragorn jested as he clipped Elrohir on the back.
Everyone followed the servants inside to the entry hall. The Peredhil family caught up on what had been happening and the plans to have Arwen and Aragorn's wedding in Mirkwood.
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A/N: Well, not much went on in this chapter. I just needed to get them all together and what better way to do that than to have a wedding. Want to find out if Seregon gets dragged back to Mirkwood? Then stay tuned for the next chapter.
Nemesis
oOo Teaser for Chapter 19 oOo
"I just want what is best for him," Arwen gently whispered.
"Do not concern yourself with the lives of the First born. I want what is best for my Ada as well and I would do anything to him happy again even if I have to fight Mandos himself to do it, I will," Legolas declared not realizing the truth of his words.