The Fell Winter
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Title: The Fell Winter (4/?)
Author: Aglarien
Type: FPS
Pairing: Erestor/Glorfindel
Rating: NC-17 eventually.
Disclaimer: Not mine, except for the cats. The great Master Tolkien’s estate owns everything else. I promise to return his elves when I’m done playing with them.
Warning: AU. Complete disregard for canon, JRRT’s timelines (although the years of The Fell Winter are accurate), and the fact that only the peredhil of Elrond’s lineage got to choose between human and elf. Lots of fluff.
Timeline: The Fell Winter, T.A. 2911-2912
Beta: Patricia/Slayer9649. Thank you Gwathel.
Summary: Middle-earth is in the middle of the harshest winter ever known, and Erestor is suffering from the cold. A small child and a golden warrior warm his heart.
Chapter 4
Dawn had not yet begun to roll back the darkness when Glorfindel was awakened by a small tug on his sleeve. Instantly alert, he looked down into soft brown eyes and tussled dark curls.
“Glorfindel, we have to go to Vel. He needs me. I can feel it – in here,” Riniel said in a whisper, clutching her bunny with one hand and pointing to her head with a finger of her other.
Glancing to the bed to see Erestor still sleeping, he whispered back, “It is still very early, little one.” But the elfling said she could feel it, and so he said kindly, “Why does Vel need you? Tell me what you sense?”
“He is sad. He hurts….and I think he is crying. He is lonely without me. Please, Glorfindel?” Riniel whispered, plaintively, tears beginning to pool in her eyes.
Glorfindel nodded. “All right, little Rin. We will go and check on your brother. Let me get my boots back on.” If Vel was truly grieving, he knew it would help him to have his sister there, so he quickly pulled on his boots. After checking to make sure that Erestor was still asleep and the bedclothes were warmly tucked around him, Glorfindel slipped his heavy cloak over his shoulders and picked up the elfling, wrapping her and her bunny, warmly, next to his chest.
The corridors were freezing as Glorfindel made his way to the healing hall. Slipping quietly through the main hall, they entered Melveldir’s room and found the elfling sobbing in Elrond’s arms.
Elrond looked up at Glorfindel gratefully. “Vel, look, little one. Your sister is here.”
Melveldir lifted his head from Elrond’s shoulder and held his arms out for Riniel just as Glorfindel was setting her on the bed. He hugged his little sister tightly in his still-bandaged arms and sobbed out her name.
The little elfling wrapped her arms around her larger brother the best that she could and cried with him. Glorfindel sat next to the two little ones and simply held them both until the elflings finally fell into an exhausted sleep.
“Elrond,” Glorfindel whispered, “do you think I could take Vel back to Erestor’s rooms? I do not want to leave Erestor alone, and I think it might be better for all of them if they were together when they awoke.”
Elrond thought for a moment, and then nodded. “His wounds have nearly healed in the time they have been here, and now that he has regained consciousness there is not much more the healers need to do. He just needs several more days of rest and good food to regain his strength. I think he will fare much better with his sister close to him. And Erestor is sure to love Melveldir as much as he already does Riniel. The sooner they are able to become close, the sooner the elflings will heal from the tragedy of their parents’ death. They both need Erestor’s love and support right now.”
“They will have mine as well, Elrond. Riniel has already crept unknowing into my heart, and I think Vel has one of his feet there. I begin to understand Erestor’s falling in love with his elflings. I just never imagined it could happen so fast,” Glorfindel said quietly. “I think I would do anything to keep these two from further pain.”
Elrond smiled. “They do have a way about them, don’t they? Well….let’s get them to Erestor’s rooms, and we will just deal with what may come when it comes. Now, how shall we do this?”
“I will carry them both,” Glorfindel said. “If we separate them, they may awaken, and they are both so small. Just open the doors for me.” He carefully lifted the elflings together in his large arms, enclosing them in his cloak, and then realized too late that he’d missed the bunny. Motioning with his head to Elrond, he whispered, “Bunny.”
Elrond grinned and picked up the stuffed toy. Leading the way, they walked silently back to Erestor’s rooms. Elrond closed the door behind them to keep the chill from the corridors out of the room, and then walked quickly into Erestor’s bedroom. Erestor was still sleeping, albeit fitfully, and Elrond carefully lifted the blankets covering him to allow Glorfindel to lay the elflings beside the councilor. Elrond set the bunny next to Riniel, and they tucked the blankets back around the sleeping elves.
Glorfindel motioned for Elrond to follow him into the sitting room, and when the bedroom door was closed behind them, said, “Did you notice how Erestor settled down again and stopped shivering when we set the elflings beside him? He had stopped shivering before when Riniel lay beside him. She warms him.”
Elrond nodded. “I do believe these elflings are the best thing in the world for him. She warms him from the inside. You will stay and help him, Glorfindel, won’t you? I think Erestor needs you, too.”
“Of course I will,” Glorfindel replied. “I meant what I said last night. I want to be his friend.” The warrior sighed. “Oh, who do I think I am fooling? I want to be more than his friend. Truth be told, I think I fell in love with him the moment I arrived here. I have spent a lot of time thinking since we spoke. I want a family, Elrond. I want this family – Erestor and the elflings.”
Elrond grinned happily. “Good. Very good.” Giving Glorfindel’s shoulder a clasp, he continued, “I will say good night then – or good morning – and leave you to them, my friend.” He started for the door, then stopped and turned back to Glorfindel. “Take good care of them. And just go…slow…with Erestor. He has a very loving heart – he has just never thought to use it for someone to love him back. You will need to show him that he is loved – I don’t believe he thinks that he is, you know – loveable I mean. So you will just have to show him. We will talk more tomorrow of how you can do that.”
After another goodnight, Elrond left, and Glorfindel returned to the bedroom. He once more removed his boots, and then stripped down to his leggings and light shirt. Very carefully, so as not to wake Erestor or the elflings, he slipped into the bed next to the elflings. Wrapping one long arm around all three sleeping elves, he lay awake thinking. Finally, just as the dawn started to peek through the darkness, he slept.
Tbc…
Author: Aglarien
Type: FPS
Pairing: Erestor/Glorfindel
Rating: NC-17 eventually.
Disclaimer: Not mine, except for the cats. The great Master Tolkien’s estate owns everything else. I promise to return his elves when I’m done playing with them.
Warning: AU. Complete disregard for canon, JRRT’s timelines (although the years of The Fell Winter are accurate), and the fact that only the peredhil of Elrond’s lineage got to choose between human and elf. Lots of fluff.
Timeline: The Fell Winter, T.A. 2911-2912
Beta: Patricia/Slayer9649. Thank you Gwathel.
Summary: Middle-earth is in the middle of the harshest winter ever known, and Erestor is suffering from the cold. A small child and a golden warrior warm his heart.
Chapter 4
Dawn had not yet begun to roll back the darkness when Glorfindel was awakened by a small tug on his sleeve. Instantly alert, he looked down into soft brown eyes and tussled dark curls.
“Glorfindel, we have to go to Vel. He needs me. I can feel it – in here,” Riniel said in a whisper, clutching her bunny with one hand and pointing to her head with a finger of her other.
Glancing to the bed to see Erestor still sleeping, he whispered back, “It is still very early, little one.” But the elfling said she could feel it, and so he said kindly, “Why does Vel need you? Tell me what you sense?”
“He is sad. He hurts….and I think he is crying. He is lonely without me. Please, Glorfindel?” Riniel whispered, plaintively, tears beginning to pool in her eyes.
Glorfindel nodded. “All right, little Rin. We will go and check on your brother. Let me get my boots back on.” If Vel was truly grieving, he knew it would help him to have his sister there, so he quickly pulled on his boots. After checking to make sure that Erestor was still asleep and the bedclothes were warmly tucked around him, Glorfindel slipped his heavy cloak over his shoulders and picked up the elfling, wrapping her and her bunny, warmly, next to his chest.
The corridors were freezing as Glorfindel made his way to the healing hall. Slipping quietly through the main hall, they entered Melveldir’s room and found the elfling sobbing in Elrond’s arms.
Elrond looked up at Glorfindel gratefully. “Vel, look, little one. Your sister is here.”
Melveldir lifted his head from Elrond’s shoulder and held his arms out for Riniel just as Glorfindel was setting her on the bed. He hugged his little sister tightly in his still-bandaged arms and sobbed out her name.
The little elfling wrapped her arms around her larger brother the best that she could and cried with him. Glorfindel sat next to the two little ones and simply held them both until the elflings finally fell into an exhausted sleep.
“Elrond,” Glorfindel whispered, “do you think I could take Vel back to Erestor’s rooms? I do not want to leave Erestor alone, and I think it might be better for all of them if they were together when they awoke.”
Elrond thought for a moment, and then nodded. “His wounds have nearly healed in the time they have been here, and now that he has regained consciousness there is not much more the healers need to do. He just needs several more days of rest and good food to regain his strength. I think he will fare much better with his sister close to him. And Erestor is sure to love Melveldir as much as he already does Riniel. The sooner they are able to become close, the sooner the elflings will heal from the tragedy of their parents’ death. They both need Erestor’s love and support right now.”
“They will have mine as well, Elrond. Riniel has already crept unknowing into my heart, and I think Vel has one of his feet there. I begin to understand Erestor’s falling in love with his elflings. I just never imagined it could happen so fast,” Glorfindel said quietly. “I think I would do anything to keep these two from further pain.”
Elrond smiled. “They do have a way about them, don’t they? Well….let’s get them to Erestor’s rooms, and we will just deal with what may come when it comes. Now, how shall we do this?”
“I will carry them both,” Glorfindel said. “If we separate them, they may awaken, and they are both so small. Just open the doors for me.” He carefully lifted the elflings together in his large arms, enclosing them in his cloak, and then realized too late that he’d missed the bunny. Motioning with his head to Elrond, he whispered, “Bunny.”
Elrond grinned and picked up the stuffed toy. Leading the way, they walked silently back to Erestor’s rooms. Elrond closed the door behind them to keep the chill from the corridors out of the room, and then walked quickly into Erestor’s bedroom. Erestor was still sleeping, albeit fitfully, and Elrond carefully lifted the blankets covering him to allow Glorfindel to lay the elflings beside the councilor. Elrond set the bunny next to Riniel, and they tucked the blankets back around the sleeping elves.
Glorfindel motioned for Elrond to follow him into the sitting room, and when the bedroom door was closed behind them, said, “Did you notice how Erestor settled down again and stopped shivering when we set the elflings beside him? He had stopped shivering before when Riniel lay beside him. She warms him.”
Elrond nodded. “I do believe these elflings are the best thing in the world for him. She warms him from the inside. You will stay and help him, Glorfindel, won’t you? I think Erestor needs you, too.”
“Of course I will,” Glorfindel replied. “I meant what I said last night. I want to be his friend.” The warrior sighed. “Oh, who do I think I am fooling? I want to be more than his friend. Truth be told, I think I fell in love with him the moment I arrived here. I have spent a lot of time thinking since we spoke. I want a family, Elrond. I want this family – Erestor and the elflings.”
Elrond grinned happily. “Good. Very good.” Giving Glorfindel’s shoulder a clasp, he continued, “I will say good night then – or good morning – and leave you to them, my friend.” He started for the door, then stopped and turned back to Glorfindel. “Take good care of them. And just go…slow…with Erestor. He has a very loving heart – he has just never thought to use it for someone to love him back. You will need to show him that he is loved – I don’t believe he thinks that he is, you know – loveable I mean. So you will just have to show him. We will talk more tomorrow of how you can do that.”
After another goodnight, Elrond left, and Glorfindel returned to the bedroom. He once more removed his boots, and then stripped down to his leggings and light shirt. Very carefully, so as not to wake Erestor or the elflings, he slipped into the bed next to the elflings. Wrapping one long arm around all three sleeping elves, he lay awake thinking. Finally, just as the dawn started to peek through the darkness, he slept.
Tbc…