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Aragorn rose stiffly and silently and tiptoed towards the door, suppressing a groan of pain. Almost there and he would have freedom. He opened the door, cinching as it creaked. He turned to close the door behind him when a voice called out. "And where do you think you are off to, Estel? I believe you are quite aware you are not yet allowed out of bed."

The man turned to find Elladan just crossing his arms over his chest as the man thought of a good responds. "I have to use the privy." He simply said. "There is one in your room, gwador." Elladan came closer as he placed hand upon Aragorn's chest. The man paled instantly and tried to pull away.

"You are in no condition to go running around now, Aragorn. Come on allow me to help you back to bed." Elladan took his elbow and Aragorn allowed the elf to help him back into his chamber. He groaned when he saw the bed. He stopped and turned back to his oldest brother. "Please, Dan, allow me to get up for a few hours. I grow weary with lying here. I wish to spend some time with Eldarion and surely it would bring my people hope to see me up on my feet again."

The elf frowned as he gestured for Aragorn to sit down. "I suppose I can allow you some private time with Eldarion but to go and see your people, you are not up for it, Aragorn. If you go out now, the next time your people will demand to see you again as does your council but you will be too weak to even attempt such a thing."

"I just wish to see my son that is all." The man softly protested. Elladan sighed as he helped Aragorn into a fresh shirt. The man wiped the sweat of his brow as Elladan crouched down to ask. "And what if I ask him to come here instead?" Aragorn tried to shake his head as Elladan asked. "Why do you think it is wise to leave this room, Estel?"

"I feel so trapped in it. Please allow me to go to Eldarion's room. I just wish to move around." Aragorn looked at his brother pleadingly and at last Elladan smiled. "Very well then. Let us be sure your guards do not see you leaving this room."

Aragorn could not help but smile as Elladan announced his defeat and he rose stiffly. He accepted the elf's help as they moved through the hallways towards his son's room. While Elladan knocked Aragorn pulled loose, he was determent to walk into his son's room on his own strength. As Elladan opened the door Aragorn slowly stepped inside, not wishing to show them how much it hurt to draw a breath.

"Atar!" Eldarion happy scream could surely be heard all over the citadel as the boy rushed over to Aragorn. Elrohir looked swiftly over at his twin as Eldarion made a rush for Aragorn before the elf quickly said. "Do not bump into him, Eldarion. Just be easy with him."

The boy slowed down as Aragorn opened his arms to accept his son. Eldarion's head came to about his shoulder and at the age of 10 the boy was already tall. A promise for the future. Eldarion wrapped his own arms around his father and gave Aragorn a gentle hug.

"I missed you, ion nin." The man bent down to kiss the top of Eldarion's head. "I am glad to see you are getting well, Ada." The boy buried his face in the king's shoulder. Aragorn tried his best to keep the pain from reflecting in his face. He barely noticed as his brothers finally pried the two of them apart and helped Aragorn to the bed to sit down.

"How are you, Eldarion?" Aragorn eventually panted, placing a hand upon his chest to stop the pain. "I am well, Ada and you? I am happy to see you can finally move around a little bit." The king only managed a quick laugh. "Yes, a little bit of the right word here." He tousled Eldarion's hair as the boy pulled away to fix it right away.

"Can I ask you a question, Ada?" Eldarion's face grew serious as Aragorn gave a tired nod. He realized Elrohir had settled behind him and he was contently leaning back against the elf. "What did you see when you asked to be released to join Legolas?"

The man closed his suddenly burning eyes and said in a rasp voice. "I did see Legolas. I saw all of our friends as they passed over the sea. Except Elrond. I did not see him. I saw Gandalf, Frodo and Legolas. I believe there were others as well but I could not see them." He opened his eyes again.

"And what about the landscape?" Eldarion asked eagerly. "I did not have eyes for the landscape, Eldarion. I only saw the people briefly before I was called back." Aragorn found himself still slightly panting. He remembered the scenes he had seen but to know if they were true, this he did not know.

"What else do you remember?" Elladan asked softly, joined them on the bed. "A feeling of pain. Like I was back inside my own body and I felt like I was drowning. But I do not remember anything else."

The man bowed his head as Elrohir softly asked. "You did not see our Naneth or Atar?" Aragorn looked back up to see the pain in the clear eyes of the elf behind him. "I believe they were safe and I was only shown with Gandalf's aid what I wished to see. There was peace there and no evil walked the lands." He took his brother's hand and Elrohir gave him a slow smile.

"We need to believe they are safe if one day we wish to sail as well. Atar was much wearied by the destruction of the ring then he wanted you to believe. It seemed Arwen's death pushed him over the edge. I have never seen Atar so angry or so weary. He has cried many a night for you and Arwen both when he thought we could not hear him." Elladan softly answered, turning away.

"I have regretted our parting. It seemed Elrond lost some of his wisdom when he accused me of having a relationship with Legolas when Arwen still lived. If Arwen had not died I would never have been with Legolas." The man stared down at his own lap.

"I would not know what Ada would have done had Arwen not died. But we will never know. He has sailed and when we shall see him again, I think he shall be greatly changed. I at least hope so." Elrohir offered. "But I always heard my grandfather was wise and he did not judge lightly. So why then did he do the things Ada has been saying?" Eldarion cut in, staring from one to another.

"For his beloved daughter had become mortal for a man who did not love her like she deserved and while he should have acted differently and he could have seen the signs from the beginning. Atar was very weary by that time and longed to sail to find peace from the wounds he had suffered in the long years that he lived." Elladan gently explained.

"But Ada said grandfather did not suffer any wounds, only Legolas did." Eldarion looked confused and Aragorn laughed as he ruffled the boy's hair. "There are other wounds that cannot be seen who we can suffer as well. These are the wounds of the soul and the mind. They are more dangerous for they cannot be seen and are often mistaken for weariness. Especially the elves suffer from it. It is why they sail to the West."

"And can Men suffer from these wounds as well?" The next question brought on such a wave of pain for Aragorn the man found his voice had deserted him. "Yes, they can. The Men on Numenor at the end of their long lived grew weary and would often return the gift by lying down to sleep. It is what makes them special." Elrohir explained.

"But Ada came so close to death now. If he is not meant to die how could this have happened?" Eldarion exclaimed. "For nothing is certain and the future is ours to decide. But Estel is safe and it is all that matters." Elladan gave his nephew a quick smile.

Aragorn gave Eldarion a tired smile as the boy helped his father to lie down on the bed. "Sleep Ada. I know you are weary as well. We will watch over you." As Aragorn's eyes drifted close the man realized how very blessed he was with all those people around him who cared and he smiled as he fell asleep.

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