A/N Well, happy February update! I would like to dedicate this chapter to my awesome mother, just because I want to and she is awesome, and to all the mothers out there. :)

Disclaimer: not mine.

Just a Moment

A gentle breeze brushed past the curtain and through the open window, leading into a large, spaciously decorated room. The floor was spotted with bright, morning sunlight.

In the far left corner, there was a large bed, and in the bed there was a still figure. Her dark brown hair fell in soft curls around her face, but was parted by the tip of one of her elegantly pointed ears, belaying the fact that she was an elf.

Next to the bed, there was a wooden cradle that was intricate designed with striking carvings. The edge of a white blanket trailed out of one of the edges and trailed a few inches above the floor.

The lady suddenly stirred, causing the blankets which had been pulled up around her shoulders to slip lower. One of her eyes opened, revealing a bright blue iris. She was still for a moment, and then a light grin touched her face and she opened her other eye. Sitting up, she glanced around the room. Upon finding herself almost completely alone, her smile grew.

Throwing the blankets back, she swung her legs over the side of the bed and gazed tenderly down at the cradle. A tiny, pink, face pepped out from amongst the piles of white satin and she felt her breathe catch. It's eyes were closed in sleep, but its tiny mouth was parted slightly.

A small laugh escaped her lips from the joy she could not contain and she reached down, gently gathering the baby into her arms.

"Legolas…" she murmured in a tender voice. Legolas, at the sound of his mother's voice, stirred and curled his tiny fingers loosely around the edge of the blanket he was wrapped in. A soft mewing sound left his lips and his mother smiled at him, running her finger along his soft, chubby, cheek.

"Shh, my little one," she whispered, "If you cry, then I have no doubt that all the healers will come running, and I will get in trouble because I am not suppose to be 'taxing myself' just yet. But this moment is ours, just you and me." She bounced the baby lightly in her arms and a strand of her dark hair fell into her face, tickling her baby's nose. With an exasperated sigh, she shook it out of her face.

Legolas stirred again, and she began to rock him back and forth, wiggling one of her long, graceful fingers between his small, clenched ones.

"I didn't get to properly met you last night, no." she cooed, grinning lightly as he baby began to mew again. Bracing a hand up against the wall, she pushed herself upright. For a moment, she wavered and clutched her baby close to her chest, but then she found her balance. "You took a lot of mommy last night, yes you did." The elven lady began to walk up and down the bedroom, all the while gazing enchantedly down at the baby nestled in the crook of her arm.

The long, pale, blue night-gown she was wearing fell down around her bare feet and trailed behind her. Legolas blanket spilled over her arms and folded against her gown, but she still looked ever inch the queen that she was.

"But mommy would do it all over again." She couldn't resist adding as the memory of the awful, gripping, pain returned to her. "I'm not sure your daddy would, though," she laughed quietly, remembering Thranduil's anxiety that edged on panic as her labored had progressed.

She began to hum lightly as she paced, cradling her child close. The tender expression on her face never faulted and so much was her wonder in her son, that the soreness in her body was forgotten. The weight of her son's small body in her arms was enough for her. Her face brightened abruptly as her son unexpectedly opened his wide, blue eyes. Locking gazes with him, she felt as if all the air had been driven from her lungs.

""Hi," she cooed, not even noticing as she pitched her voice higher than normal, "Hi, my little prince." Legolas stared up at her unblinkingly, before his face screwed up and he let out a long wail.

"Oh, shh, Legolas," she implored, patting her baby's back gently with the hand that had been resting against his back. But the young prince's high pitched cry continued to come forth with surprising strength from such small lungs and she hurried back over to the bed. "You must be hungry, is that it, Legolas, is that it?" she whispered, easing herself back down onto the bed with a groan. She soon had Legolas quieted down once more as he began to suck greedily.

"You have your daddy's hair." She murmered with a smile so bright that the sun could have been put to shame, trailing a finger through the soft patch of downey golden hair. "And his stubbornness." She added as an afterthought, giving her son a pointed look. "You took your time coming into this world."

Legolas curled up his tiny fist, and she took it, rubbing it gently. The queen began to hum once more and rocked back and forth. After Legolas' had finished, she stood once more and resumed her pacing. Not long after, the small baby's eyes slipped closed and he entered the world of slumber. Still the elven lady paced, unwilling to lay her precious bundle down as she memorized every feature of his small face. Her own was glowing with love, the love that only a mother could have for her child.

It wasn't long, however, before her body's complaints won out and she sat back down, slowly lowering her baby back into the cradle. He stirred, but remained a sleep and she sat for a long while, just staring. Her body yearend for rest, she couldn't remembering ever being having so little energy, but her heart was full. Laying down on Thranduil's side of the bed, which she had just deciding was going to become hers so that she could be closer to Legolas, she watched her baby's small chest rise and fall. The action made her eyes heavy, and it wasn't long before she also slipped into sleep.

Legolas made a face as he slept, his fist curling and uncurling. If he had the faintest notion that the one who loved the fiercest was only a few feet away, it didn't show in his small face.

THE END

Wasn't that cute? Or maybe it wasn't...Tell me what you thought! :) At least nobody was near death this time, though you guys might have ejoyed that more! haha. :)

Next time, look forward to Legolas, Aragorn, and Gimli getting stuck in a pit! :) Things may get intersting!

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HBest: Me and my sister still laugh about it. :) haha, at least you were the one leading. I'm sure ha those are good stories to tel. :) Thanks!

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