Feel so different

Title; Feel so different (7/?)
Author; Az (ElladanadoresElrohir@gmx.net)
Parings; Legolas/Elrohir (Glorfindel/Elladan Haldir/Erestor implied)
Warnings; MPREG
Rating; R
Summary; after Legolas’ child is born, he finds that there are still loose ends that needs to be fixed.
Disclaimer; don’t own them, don't sue me
Aus nos note; this is the sequel to Underneath it all, I want to thank all of you who gave me such sweet fb when I really, really needed it. And I want FB as always (I live for it you know :P )
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This is betaed by Lisbet Karlsdottir – thanks sweetie.

-Az


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I think there's something you should know
I think it's time I stopped the show
There's something deep inside of me
There's someone I forgot to be
Take back your picture in a frame
Don't think that I'll be back again
I just hope you understand
Sometimes the clothes do not make the man

All we have to do now
Is take these lies and make them true somehow
All we have to see
Is that I don't belong to you
And you don't belong to me

That's what you get
I say that's what you get
That's what you get for changing your mind

I'll hold on to my freedom
May not be what you want from me
Just the way it's got to be
Lose the face now
I've got to live

George Michael – Freedom.
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Chapter 7 – Some mistakes were built to last.

Orophin had packed his belongings. He couldn’t wait to get out of this house, and he wanted to go home to the tranquility of the golden woods. But Haldir had to say his goodbyes and they really needed to find Rumil too. Orophin had a pretty good idea where he could be, and instead of searching the last homely house, he went directly to the smithy. The little silver haired elf opened the door slowly, but there was no one inside. He took a step inside the smithy and yelled, “Rumil, are you here?”

In return he heard a muffled giggle. Orophin rolled his eyes and went over to knock on the door of the smith’s private chambers. “Rumil, are you here?” he asked once more.

“Yes,” a chipper voice came from the inside of the room.

Orophin opened the door slowly, while he cleared his throat. “We need to talk, Rumil.”

Rumil’s head popped up from under the covers, with his hair dreadfully rearranged, and a large grin. “Orophin, what brings you here?” he asked, trying to sound serious but breaking off in a giggle fit, and batting away something under the covers. Just then the smith too looked up from under the covers with flushing red cheeks and an equally large grin.

Orophin shook his head and laughed softly. “So this is where you have been hiding!” he mumbled and put his sack down on the ground. “Good morning, Celendir.”

“Good morning, Orophin,” Celendir mumbled and blushed.

“Would you mind if I stole my brother for a minute?” Orophin said.

Celendir shook his head and smiled, before he turned to plant a wet kiss on Rumil’s lips. “I will be back soon,” he whispered.

“I know,” Rumil said and winked.

Orophin sat down on the far end of the bed, and Celendir got up, wrapping a blanket around him, before he walked out of another door than the one Orophin had come in through.

“Rumil, you little rascal,” Orophin snickered. “He is but a elfling.”

“So?” Rumil laughed before he sobered up, and sat up straight, looking directly at his brother. “Why did you come here? Is something wrong?”

“Yes and no,” Orophin said and smiled sadly. “Haldir and I are leaving within the day.”

“What?!” Rumil yelled. “You can’t, you didn’t even warn me, I have to make my preparations too quickly, and poor Celendir!”

Orophin took Rumil’s hand and hushed him. “That is just the thing, Haldir and I feel that you should stay, you have a reason to stay – we do not.”

“Are you leaving me behind?” Rumil whispered and paled.

“No, you silly elf,” Orophin said and shook his head. “We want you to stay, because you have found love here, whereas Haldir and I ache for the Golden Woods. Do you miss them? Or do you miss your lover's kisses the most?”

Rumil blushed ever so slightly. “I must admit I have not thought about the woods for some time now,” he said and blinked confusedly, as if this was an entirely new feeling he had to understand.

“That’s what I thought. We will miss you terribly, you have to know that,” Orophin said and spontaneously dragged his brother in for an embrace.

“But what about Erestor? – I thought that Haldir and...” Rumil whispered and leaned into his brother's arms.

“Not anymore,” Orophin said while rubbing his cheek against Rumil’s. “Love can not blossom, where it never had a spark.”

“Oh,” Rumil said in quiet understanding.

“Will you come and see us off?” Orophin asked.

“Not a million Balrogs could keep me away,” Rumil vowed.

“Then let us hope there will not be a army of such before tea time in Rivendell!” Orophin said with a slight grin.

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Haldir went to Elrond's study and knocked on the door. He felt sad, yet exhilarated that he was actually going to leave here with Amcar. He had never even thought it possible. And when he heard Elrond's voice calling him to enter, he opened the door and gingerly moved inside the room.

“Haldir? – What brings you here?” Elrond said and laid down his quill.

“I came to thank you for your hospitality.” The galadhrim took a deep breath before he sat down in the chair opposite Elrond. “Orophin and I will return to the Golden Woods this day.”

Elrond looked utterly surprised. “I thought you were both happy here,” he said, and instantly felt his words to be empty. He could see upon the face of Haldir that this was indeed not the case.

“I miss the Golden Woods,” Haldir said, “and now that Amcar is born and doing well, and the wedding is over and all is back to its tranquil self here, I have no more use.”

Elrond sighed. “And Erestor?”

Haldir looked up at the elven lord. “He is a dear, dear friend of mine,” he said with as much happiness in his voice as he could muster. “Do not worry that I would think of this time here as a bad one, but it really is time for me to leave, milord.”

“I see,” Elrond said, not trying to dig into Erestor and Haldir’s love life. This was something that was of no concern to him at all. Still it pained him to see the fiasco written in Haldir’s face. “I trust you made arrangements with Legolas and Elrohir?”

“I did,” Haldir said and smiled the first genuine smile since he had entered the study. “Amcar will return with me for a little while.”

“Oh?” Elrond said and raised a brow. “How did that happen? I did not think that Legolas would give up his son like th

“Oh, it's not like that, milord,” Haldir said quickly. “Amcar will only stay with me for a short time, while Legolas rides to Mirkwood.”

“I see,” Elrond said once more, but this time he started to massage his temples. “Why does this sound to me like one of Elrohir’s brain-dead plans?”

“Milord?” Haldir looked at Elrond in shock.

“Yes,” Elrond sighed, “this is the same child that was sure one could tame a warg.” The elven lord chuckled to himself at the memory. “I cannot believe anyone took his advice,” he mumbled to himself.

“Yet they did,” Haldir said, more dryly than intended.

“Yes,” Elrond said and looked up at Haldir, “and since you are Amcar’s father, and Elrohir is his soulmate, I cannot mingle in this affair. This is something you need to sort out between you three.”

“And we did,” Haldir said, and tried a weak smile once more. “Thank you once more for your hospitality,” he said, and slowly stood up from the chair. “We will leave Rumil here in Rivendell. I trust you will take good care of him.”

“Of course,” Elrond said and stood up as well. “Farewell, marchwarden of Lorien.”

“Farewell, lord of Imladris. I will send word when we reach Caras Galadon,” Haldir said, and bowed slightly to the dark-haired lord.

“Thank you,” Elrond said and watched as Haldir left his study. He hoped his advisor would not be devastated. He really should go and see him, but perhaps this was not the hour. Elrond voted against it in his mind, and returned to his letter to Galadriel, and this time he could just as well tell her he he would be sending her life guards home once more, guarding a precious gift.

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Elladan looked out the sun passing midday. He had not seen Glorfindel since this morning. It was quite normal, but this day something was wrong, he could feel it. And a slight knock at his door was enough to make his heart race.

“Elladan?” He heard his fathers voice call out.

“Father?” Elladan said surprised and hurried to open the door.

Elrond looked just as surprised as Elladan when he opened the door. “You look like you saw a ghost, son.”

“Sorry father, I did just not expect a visit from you,” Elladan said and gestured for Elrond to enter.

“I just wanted to ask if you could make sure that Orophin, Haldir and Amcar had some food for their journey, and perhaps deliver this parcel to them. It is for your grandmother,” Elrond said and handed Elladan a parcel.

“Leaving? – They are leaving?” Elladan said and looked worried while he took the parcel from his father.

“They are returning home,” Elrond said.

“And Amcar? Why will they take him?” Elladan said and frowned. “I hope it is not some dim-witted plan of my mastermind brother.”

“Well...” Elrond started but stopped as Elladan groaned.

“I will go straight to the kitchen and make arrangements, and deliver this parcel while I am at it,” Elladan said and shrugged.

“Thank you,” Elrond said and padded Elladan’s shoulder. “Please come and inform me when they are ready to leave.”

“I will, father,” Elladan said and swept past his father, heading for the kitchens.

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-tbc-