Title: Mani Marte? 21/?

Author: Blue Gold

E-mail: bluegold@surfy.net

Beta: Beckyboo

Archive: http://goldshowers.bravepages.com

Pairings: Erestor/?, Elrond/Thranduil (implied), Erestor/Glorfindel, Thranduil/ Viiresse
(OFC)

Rating: NC-17

Summary: Erestor learns he's pregnant and starts crying rape. But is he telling the
truth? Or is he trying to hide the shame of his unwedded relationship with another elf by
spinning a fine web of lies.

Disclaimer: I *sniff* do not any of the characters in this story. They are owned by
Tolkien/Jackson.

Warnings: ??Rape??, Angst, MPREG,

Authors Notes: Loosely based on some happenings in the LOTR RPG I?m currently playing, In
Silpion?s light. Thanks to Az and her mad Elladan for the inspiration. ;) Thanks to Milly
for helping all this make sense.



Elladan could take no more. Erestor's screams were clawing at his heart. The rain had
long since stopped and now his cries were deafening to him at least. Whatever was
involved in the male birthing process it seemed dozens of times more uncomfortable than
what females went through.

He looked up, sensing his brother's return before he actually entered the room. "Ro,"
Elladan started tiredly to his refreshed brother, "I can't sleep here, help me to our
room?"

"Of course," Elrohir said helping Elladan to stand and supporting most of his weight as
they left the hall. "That been going on long?" He asked as a pain filled moan echoed
through the empty hall.

"Since last night. I don't know if I would have been able to take much more," Elladan
said as Elrohir hefted him up and made his way up the stairs. Opening the door to his
room Elladan looked around. "Legolas?"

"With his parents I suppose. I haven't seen him since yesterday."

"Oh," Elladan said with a yawn as he was helped into bed. Pulling on Elrohir"s arm his
brother indulged him and climbed into the bed. Elladan smiled and wrapped his arms around
his twin as his eyes drooped. Holding Elrohir tight he fell asleep.

******

"He's fainted again," Glorfindel whispered stroking Erestor's sweat soaked hair.

"What kind of diet did he have" He's much too weak to survive this much longer," Celeborn
stated glaring at Elrond.

"I ordered the proper diet it's not my fault if he didn't eat it," Elrond snapped.

"Oh be useful and change Erestor's bowl, I can smell it from here," Glorfindel retorted,
remembering the last time when Erestor's body had chosen the moment when Elrond
approached to urinate.

"Don't be so frightened. See, those organs have contracted," Celeborn said with a smirk.
Elrond muttered under his breath and exchanged the bowl for an empty one. "That won't be
necessary, once he wakes the process will be ready to begin."

"How can you be so sure?" Elrond asked sceptically.

"Who do you think wrote the book your new advisor so kindly misplaced?"

"Oh. Where did Galadriel go?" Elrond asked noticing her disappearance for the first time.

"A walk," Celeborn said simply.

"He wakes," Glorfindel said quietly as Erestor moaned.

"Erestor," Celeborn said softly to the pain wracked Elf, "you need to begin to push, to
bring your child into this world."

"Push?" Erestor repeated weakly. All he wanted to do was sleep.

"You can rest when you are done," Celeborn said. "Now I want you to try and push the
child forward."

Erestor did as he was told and felt as his child started to move out of his body. He
pushed again, harder, wanting to be rid of the thing.

"Erestor, breathe," Glorfindel whispered as the Elf pushed again.

"Stop! I know you want this to be over but you will only hurt yourself this way,"
Celeborn said as Elrond moved to greet the babe.

"Its already crowing," Elrond said surprised. Celeborn moved to kneel beside Glorfindel
and took Erestor's hand as the blond stroked his hair.

"Now I want you to work with me and this will be done quickly. Push now'stop"breathe"push
again?"

Celeborn continued with the instructions, altering them at times, when he feared Erestor
would push until he collapsed.

"It's a boy!" Elrond exclaimed holding the struggling babe. Erestor took one look at the
tuff of black hair and shut his eyes refusing to allow the tears to fall.

"Erestor, you are not done. You need to push one more time," Celeborn said and Erestor
didn't bother to open his eyes or ask why he needed to push, he just did. The afterbirth
was expelled with a plop. "Now you are done."

Glorfindel watched as Elrond cleaned the child and wrapped it in a blanket. Walking over
he took the child carefully from Elrond. He moved to Erestor's side.

"Erestor, don't you want to see your child?"

"No," he whispered turning his head away from the sound of Glorfindel's voice. Glorfindel
lowered his head, he had expected this but in his heart hoped for a better reaction.
Erestor blamed his child for everything that had happened to him.

Looking down at the tiny infant, Glorfindel smiled at the rosy bundle. He had Erestor's
raven hair and the same sensual mouth. He gave the child a kiss on the tip of its nose
and for the first time he noticed the bright green eyes, just like Thranduil's. Not grey
like Erestor's or even a more common blue like his own, or brown like that idiot,
Figwit's, but bright, shining green.

"What name did you choose?" Celeborn asked and Glorfindel shook his head when Erestor
didn't bother to answer. Frowning Celeborn moved to observe the closing of the birth
passage and shook his head. It was happening much too slowly and there was the blood.
Right now it was nothing to worry about but if the opening didn't seal faster it could
weaken Erestor drastically, even kill him.

Pulling Elrond to the side he hissed to the half-elf. "How long?"

"How long what?" Elrond asked.

"Don't play with me. You were the healer with him throughout all of this, how long has
Erestor been fading?"

"He is not fading," Elrond stammered. "I would know."

"He took a turn for the worse 5 months ago, that's when he began to sleep with his eyes
closed and?" Glorfindel stopped, not able to say the words as the newborn yawned.

"It seems the one who knows is Glorfindel. Let us speak outside and find the babe's wet
nurse. You did go about finding one of those?"

"Of course," Elrond said indignant. "Tella shall take you to her," Elrond said starting
to clean up the supplies.

"What about?" Glorfindel started glancing at Erestor.

"There is nothing I can do, it must close on its own. I can not simply sew it shut. This
is something Erestor's body must do," Celeborn said with a sigh.

Glorfindel nodded and followed Celeborn out after the silver haired Elf draped a blanket
atop Erestor.

******

Galadriel sat calmly in the gardens outwardly looking the picture of calm. Inwardly her
mind was in turmoil. While she couldn't know if it was the burden of lying for so long or
being thought a liar, she saw the result. Erestor was in terrible condition. Any Elf that
couldn't see it was either lying to themselves or blind.

Now after that note from Elrond she knew the only place she would get any answers was
from Elladan. He had made clear in his letter that he was not sure he believed Erestor,
even after the attempt at suicide.

Standing, she made her way to the Twins" room and knocked.

"Come in," Elrohir called quietly. She entered the room and smiled at her Grandsons.
Though she noted that Elladan was asleep.

"I had wished to speak to Elladan."

"You can sit with him if you wish, I would like to go find Legolas at any rate. I am
quite well rested," Elrohir said removing himself from Elladan's embrace and smoothing
his deep purple tunic.

"I will," Galadriel said simply and Elrohir drew a chair closer to the bed for her.

"Grandmother, why did Arwen not come with you?"

"She is trying her hand at ruling. She claims with your father and Erestor she would
never get a chance," Galadriel said with a smile.

"Oh," Elrohir said with a smirk. I will see you for lunch?"

"Yes of course," Galadriel said waving her Grandson away. Elrohir was barely out the door
when her frown reappeared. Glancing at Elladan she decided to give him another hour of
rest before waking him.

*****

Elrond was done cleaning up and was wondering what to do about Erestor. The lower half of
his body was covered in a blanket and the healer in him was curious. Walking over he
moved the blanket and saw the hole, now slightly smaller than his fist.

Looking at Erestor he realized the Elf was awake and staring blankly at the decorated
ceiling. Elrond still thought that was one of his better ideas. There were patterns and
images that depicted the song of creation and the coming of the Elves, up until the fall
of The Two Trees and the creation of the Sun and Moon, in explicit detail in small
squares. Even if you could only see directly above you, and no farther in either
direction, you would see enough of the story to keep you occupied for weeks, trying to
pull out all the tiny details.

Erestor sat up and hissed at the pain it caused but also realized that he could do so
easily. The motion caused a wave of dizziness and he waited until it passed before
reaching for his robe. Elrond watched this but said nothing, neither did he offer his
assistance.

"I told you that you had until the babe was born to tell me the truth or you both would
be banished from Imladris."

"I told you the truth."

"Fine. Know this Erestor, you are dead to me."

"I understand," he had said it with an eerie calm and the same feeling descended on him
now. Remembering the quick flash of dark hair he wondered why he hadn't ended it when he
had the chance.

"You will not leave until this is settled. I do not know what Thranduil will wish to do
to you. But I have officially washed my hands of you," Elrond stated marching out of the
healing wing.

******

Viiresse pulled her son to the side. "Legolas you know this place well?"

"Yes Mother," he said glancing at Thranduil, who had again discovered the Imladris sweet
cake. "I will take you."

"Legolas! I missed you last night! I was all alone in bed?" Elrohir exclaimed walking
over to the blond. Finally noticing Viiresse he blushed crimson.

"Son, is there something I should know?" Elrohir nearly jumped out of his skin seeing
Thranduil casually enjoying breakfast. "Don't be so frightened, Legolas is old enough to
choose his own lover."

"But we"re not"I mean"we just"Elladan and I?" Elrohir floundered and Legolas finally took
pity on his friend with benefits.

"The twins share a bed Ada, you know this, I simply joined in. Why was Elladan not
there?"

"He sprained his ankle, so he was in the healing wing with Ada. He's sound asleep now,
with Grandmother."

"So that's where she got off to," Elrond said flopping into a chair. Almost immediately a
servant appeared with tea, which Elrond took gratefully.

"I take in then the child has been born?" Thranduil asked.

"Yes. A boy, off somewhere with Glorfindel and Celeborn," Elrond yawned into his tea cup
and sighed.

"And Erestor?"

"Alive, awake, and as chatty as my tea cup," Elrond drawled. "So what are you going to do
to him" Have him clean spider carcasses, just leave him to rot?"

"Viiresse has given it much more thought then I have. You should?" Thranduil stopped when
he noticed Elrond nodding off.

"Ada, go to bed," Elrohir started. "Don't worry I will take care of anything that
happens. Besides I have plenty of help."

"Those idiots"! Oh you mean"yes I suppose, Goodnight."

"Morning Ada," Elrohir said with a kiss to Elrond's forehead as the Elf stood tiredly. "I
think I will help you there." Thranduil grinned at Elrond's exhausted state. You would
think he had just given birth. Grinning he turned to share the joke with his family and
noticed them gone.

******

Erestor folded the parchment and wrote Glorfindel's name in large letters on top of it.
He placed it on his makeshift bed. Shuffling to the door he opened it only to be greeted
by a resounding slap to the face that left a bright red mark.

Looking up he say the Prince of Mirwood and who he assumed to be the Queen. "Lying,
disgusting, abnormal, pile of filth!"


 Title: Mani Marte" 22/"

Author: Blue Gold

E-mail: bluegold@surfy.net

Beta: Beckyboo

Archive: http://goldshowers.bravepages.com

Pairings: Erestor/", Elrond/Thranduil (implied), Erestor/Glorfindel, Thranduil/ Viiresse
(OFC)

Rating: NC-17

Summary: Erestor learns he's pregnant and starts crying rape. But is he telling the
truth" Or is he trying to hide the shame of his unwedded relationship with another elf by
spinning a fine web of lies.

Disclaimer: I *sniff* do not any of the characters in this story. They are owned by
Tolkien/Jackson.

Warnings: ?"Rape?", Angst, MPREG,

Authors Notes: Loosely based on some happenings in the LOTR RPG I"m currently playing, In
Silpion's light. Thanks to Az and her mad Elladan for the inspiration. ;) Thanks to Milly
for helping all this make sense.

Looking up he saw the Prince of Mirkwood and who he assumed to be the Queen. "Lying,
disgusting, abnormal, pile of filth!"

Erestor grimaced as the pain in his face felt like nothing compared to the pain in his
nether regions. He wouldn't be able to stand much longer.

"How dare you accuse Thranduil of tainting himself with the likes of you!"

He pressed his already soiled robe against his body and could feel it soaking his hands.
He barely noticed that Viiresse was still speaking, instead gazing out the window behind
her. The storm from the night before had passed though the sky was still dreary and grey.

?"Elrond, a mousy starved ugly thing like you could" I will be quite happy to throw you
in our dungeons. Let your lying carcass lie among the rats. Why did you think anyone
would believe your lies" Those foolish rumours of Thranduil, spread by Elves who know
nothing of the great Elf he is."

"Mother," Legolas whispered, his attention drawn on the direction they had come. "Another
approaches."

"Know this beast, your suffering has only begun," Viiresse finished and stomped off.

Erestor, barely aware of the ranting Queen, started walking again. Blindly, he stumbled
past the other Elf in the corridor. Pausing near the other, he placed his hand on the
wall for support and slowly made his way out of the Last Homely House.

Thranduil watched as the Elf dragged himself along, wondering who it was when the black
curtain shifted. He held his breath for a moment before realizing Erestor was oblivious
to him, intent on getting somewhere. He watched, detached, until the Elf was gone.
Looking at the wall where he had rested, he lifted his hand and wiped it across the
residue. Sure enough, it was blood.

"Legolas, Viiresse, I hope you are both smart enough not to get caught," Thranduil
muttered and made his way back to the main house, already seeing his family had dug their
own grave. Adding him to it would only make matters worse.

*******

"I am waiting," Glorfindel growled.

"As am I, I know you both were given specific orders to stay away from the healing
wing," Celeborn said, taking the sleeping baby from the enraged Balrog-slayer.

"I don't have to answer to the likes of you, I am Queen of Mirkwood."

"And I knew Mirkwood when it was a realm to be proud of. When it was the Great Greenwood,
not infested by spiders and bathed in the shadow of darkness. But is it no wonder with a
King like yours?"

"How dare you! You actually believe that filthy trollop!"

"I"m going to check on Erestor, Valar save your family if another one of you laid your
hands on him," Glorfindel said shoving past the royal pair.

"Legolas, what did you do?"

"I broke his hand," Legolas said with a shrug. "He shouldn't be able to spread such lies
about Ada and live in peace."

Viiresse patted her son's shoulder and led him away ignoring Celeborn, who decided to
bring the child to meet his wife.

******

Glorfindel entered the healing wing and wondered where everyone had gone off to.
Especially Erestor, who was in no condition to be roaming the house or even out of bed.
Approaching Erestor's bed he noticed the parchment addressed to him.

Glorfindel

I"m sorry, but by the time you read this I will be gone. I will not destroy your life
along with mine. Your place is here. All I ask is that you raise my son, you would make a
much better father than I ever would. If that is too much to ask of you please send him
to a family that knows nothing of me. It was not his fault he was fathered by a weakling
and a liar. He never need know he was created in fear and pain, not in love.

Erestor glanced up at the sky. It was still slightly grey from the storm from the night
before. Walking towards the water he saw that it was even more choppy than usual. "All
the better then," he thought as he made his way to the water's edge.

I go now to commit yet another crime against the Valar. But what is one more" Again I"m
sorry you wasted these past few months with me. It meant the world that you believed me
and any happiness I had in the last few months was due to you. It saddens me that I spent
so long in love with someone who despises me so, instead of building a friendship with
you; but that is just one of the may mistakes in my life. I hope you do not morn me, but
instead find someone worthy of your attention. Something I never was.

Erestor took a first step into the water, stepping back at the coldness. What was he
doing" Taking a deep breath he quickly walked until he was waist deep in the water. The
coldness did nothing to numb the pain and Erestor doubled over with a yelp.

The move was enough to cause him to loose balance on the slippery rocks and he fell head
first. Taken by surprise he tried to right himself as he was pulled further down stream
and into deeper, more choppy water that an experienced swimmer would have had trouble
with.

Glorfindel, please do not seek to avenge me as you said many a night. I was weak and
stupid and I will not have blood on your hands because of me. You died once, that is more
than enough for any Elf. This was no one's fault but my own; I should have known better,
then to ever speak at all.

Erestor

Glorfindel stared at the note with disbelieving eyes. It fell from his hands as tears
clouded his vision. He couldn't loose Erestor, but there were so many places he could
have gone.

"He tried to kill himself?"

"How many elves do you know who can't swim?"

"Valar let me be right," Glorfindel thought as he ran.

*****

Celeborn pushed open the door to the twins room and saw his wife sitting on the bed,
Elladan's sleeping head in her lap.

"Nana?" the half-elf murmured as Galadriel ran her fingers through his hair, taking out
the half undone braids as she did so.

"What is his name?" Galadriel asked as she looked at the child in Celeborn's arms.

"Erestor did not provide one. He would not even look at the child, let alone name it."

Galadriel nodded as Elladan stirred. Rubbing his eyes with a fist he looked back and
forth between his Grandparents as he sat up. Eyes settling on Celeborn who moved closer
and held out the child to Elladan.

"He's so small," Elladan whispered his hands hovering but never touching the child.

"As are most newborns. You and Elrohir were just as small."

Elladan shut his eyes for a moment wondering where his brother had gone off too and
smiled. "Aren't you tired?"

"Not particularly why do you ask?" Celeborn said as he sat.

"Its just that Elrohir is putting Ada to bed. I know how tired I was and I was not even
helping."

"You"re healing," Celeborn said, though he knew a sprain was not serious and Elladan
would be fine in another day. "Wait"Elrond left Erestor alone?"

"The other healers ignore him." Celeborn frowned and stood.

"I want to check on him. After what Glorfindel told me he should not be left to his own
devices now that there is no other life to worry about."

"Do you think he would try again?" Elladan asked.

"An Elf must be in a very dark place to consider taking his life and Glorfindel admitted
he did not think he was enough light."

*******

Glorfindel ran along the waters down stream, following the path he feared Erestor had
been dragged down when he saw it. A fallen tree and a black mass pressed against it by
the constant rush of water.

Not sure how long it would be before the tree was pulled fully into the water Glorfindel
tore off his tunic and boots, knowing they would only weigh him down, and made his way
into the water. He moved as quickly as he could against the flow of the water to
Erestor's limp form.

Glorfindel pushed himself harder when he saw the tree finally start to lose to the
onslaught of water and to be pushed out of whatever hold it had to continue its journey
down river.

Reaching Erestor he placed himself between the Elf and the steady flow of water hoping
that the Elf would be alright once he got him to land. Pulling Erestor to him he started
moving back towards the shore.

Panting, he climbed out of the water and placed Erestor down beside him. The Elf was
white as death and didn't seem to be breathing. Tilting Erestor's head back he pried the
nearly blue lips apart and forced air into the other Elf's lungs.

After a few painstaking minutes when nothing seemed to be happening, Erestor coughed.
Turning his head to the side he spat up a disturbing amount of water and the dead, grey
eyes focused on Glorfindel.

"Oh Erestor! I thought I lost you! You were so still, so cold. I don't know what I would
have done," Glorfindel said as Erestor felt a pain in his chest.

Erestor reached a hand to Glorfindel's face but never reached his destination as he
whimpered, surprised, and blacked out. Glorfindel didn't waste a moment. Gathering
Erestor into his arms, he ran back to the Healing House and was surprised to see Celeborn
clutching the letter looking distressed.

"I found him! Please we have to do something!" Glorfindel exclaimed carefully setting
Erestor down.

Celeborn quickly gathered some towels and Glorfindel quickly stripped Erestor, noticing
for the first time how thin Erestor had become in the last year. How had he missed such a
thing" He supposed he had been distracted by the belly. Celeborn thrust a towel at
Glorfindel and they both began to dry off the Elf, rubbing his body to increase warmth
and circulation.

"Thank the Valar for small favors," Celeborn muttered as he dried the Elf's legs.
Glorfindel looked up confused and Celeborn explained. "The birth passage has closed. The
skin is extremely tender and will be for some days but he will not lose any more blood."

Stripping a nearby bed the Elves covered up Erestor when Glorfindel's hands froze. He
swore under his breath as a tired Elrond entered the room, prodded forward by Galadriel.

"I don't see why I have to be the one?"

"Well if you hadn't allowed your healers to ignore him for so long maybe we could have
called another," Galadriel said.

"Where did you find him?" Elrond asked as he prodded Erestor's chest. "Three"no four
broken ribs. Most likely more bruised," he continued not really caring for the answer.
"He has also lost a lot of blood. If he wakes it will be days."



 Title: Mani Marte" 23/"

Author: Blue Gold

E-mail: bluegold@surfy.net

Beta: Beckyboo

Archive: http://goldshowers.bravepages.com

Pairings: Erestor/", Elrond/Thranduil (implied), Erestor/Glorfindel, Thranduil/ Viiresse
(OFC)

Rating: NC-17

Summary: Erestor learns he's pregnant and starts crying rape. But is he telling the
truth" Or is he trying to hide the shame of his unwedded relationship with another elf by
spinning a fine web of lies.

Disclaimer: I *sniff* do not any of the characters in this story. They are owned by
Tolkien/Jackson.

Warnings: ?"Rape?", Angst, MPREG,

Authors Notes: Loosely based on some happenings in the LOTR RPG I"m currently playing, In
Silpion's light. Thanks to Az and her mad Elladan for the inspiration. ;) Thanks to Milly
for helping all this make sense.

Viiresse watched as her husband sat at a window, his mind elsewhere. Word had spread of
Erestor's suicide attempt the day before and since then Thranduil had been oddly silent.
She was worried and deep down she felt she knew what she feared.

"Husband, walk with me. There can be nothing of interest at that window."

"Actually it overlooks the training ground. Legolas and Elrohir are sparring. Elladan
acts as judge."

"And you are paying no attention to them. What troubles you?"

"It's" Nothing. I suppose I do not like the reasons for us being here. I do not like the
fact that I left Mirkwood in the hands of an advisor, no matter how competent. But mostly
I fear it is true."

"True" What do you mean true?" Viiresse hissed.

Thranduil did not look away from the window as he responded. "What would you do if it was
I?"

"I do not have to worry about that, it was not you!"

"But?"

Viiresse snatched up her circlet and a cloak. "I will not hear any more of this. I will
return for supper. Do not repeat these lies again to me."

Thranduil sighed and turned to watch his son spar with Elrohir again. His mind barely
focusing on the battle as he watched the young, carefree Elves.

*******

Three days later Erestor woke. He was weak and in pain. He saw Glorfindel clutching his
hand, looking exhausted, beside him. Trying to sit up pain exploded throughout his body
and Erestor sank back down into darkness, Glorfindel never knowing he was awake.

When Erestor woke again, there was a dark haired Elf at his side. He did not see the
Elf's face and assumed it was Elrond. Not in the mood to be asked to confess he shut his
eyes and feigned sleep until it really did claim him again.

Erestor woke with a start and had no idea what woke him until he heard shouting. Shouting
that was hurting his ears. Vaguely remembering pain from the last time he woke, Erestor
slowly sat up and still felt the pain about his ribs but started moving to leave the
healing wing. It was much too loud in there. He was at the door before the voices stopped
then a single one bellowed.

"Erestor!" He stopped, wondering what made Glorfindel's voice sound so harsh. Turning he
saw a livid Balrog slayer and Elrond, who looked almost happy.

Erestor tilted his head as Glorfindel approached and the anger dissipated, leaving a deep
sadness. "Why?" Erestor turned away not sure he could explain what had driven him to the
water. What had made it seem like the best for everyone involved.

"You lied to me," Glorfindel started and Erestor looked at the Elf, confused. He had
never told him he wouldn't take his life. Glorfindel had never asked him such a thing. "I
believed you when no one else did. I chose you over all of Imladris, I let you into my
room, my h" Did you really think you would get away with it?"

Erestor continued to watch Glorfindel, confused. Waiting on some elaboration as to why he
no longer believed he was telling the truth. When none was forthcoming he opened his
mouth to ask.

"I do not want to hear any more of your lies. Goodbye Erestor." Glorfindel said, leaving
the healing wing before Erestor or Elrond could see his watery eyes.

Erestor had broken his heart with his lies. Why couldn't he have just told him he was
lying to protect a married Elf" Or that said Elf had not known that Erestor was pregnant
until a little while ago. Stopping he realized he had not gone to his rooms and was
instead at the nursery.

Opening the door he was surprised to see Tella and Belgor with the baby. Seeing him,
Tella grinned and walked over with the still unnamed baby in her arms. Forgetting for a
moment he held the child in his arms and it looked at him with curious green eyes before
grabbing at the blond locks unlike anyone else had seen.

"He is awake if you wish to speak to him," Glorfindel told the other Elf who nodded
nervously and made his way to the healing wing.

******

Erestor allowed Elrond to steer him back to the bed, not noticing at first it was a
different one. Elrond took his right arm and it wasn't until he heard the click of the
lock that he realized what Elrond had done. Looking down at the shackle he sighed and lay
back down as that reawakened the pain in his ribs.

"It's what we usually use for dangerous Elves. While I don't think you will be attacking
anyone, we don't need you diving into any more bodies of water. Did you know he was
coming?"

Erestor finally decided to ask, but when he opened his mouth no sound escaped just a tiny
squeak.

"Ah yes, one of your many injuries. Your voice may never be the same once it heals but it
is not as if you are Lindir. A few more days and you should be able to speak. That tree
really had it's way with you," Elrond said with a chuckle at his own joke.

Erestor shut his eyes, ignoring Elrond as he spoke to another Elf. "There you are. I
suppose it is about time he ate something." Erestor turned expecting to see Tella but
instead saw the back of what was clearly a male Elf. Deciding he didn't care to know more
he shut his eyes again.

"Now now Erestor is that any way to treat you long lost lover!" Elrond said with a smirk
and Erestor's eyes were so wide they looked ready to fall out of his head. "He just
couldn't live with the guilt anymore."

Erestor tried frantically to say something anything as the Elf approached him with the
bowl of broth. "Well I"ll leave you two to get reacquainted," Elrond said and left the
room as his mind thought back to Belgor's appearance. The Elf had nervously walked into
the healing house and asked to see his child and had nearly been skewered by Glorfindel
in the process. In a great mood, since he knew he had been right all along, he went on
his way to his office, only to find Celeborn ordering around Figwit and company.

"I will not tell you insufferable harpies again! This is a place to conduct work not your
frivolously wishes and desires. If you can not work get out of my sight and find me
someone who can!"

Elrond grinned as he watched this, it wasn't everyday that Celeborn lost his temper. But
if there was an Elf who could do it, it would be Figwit. Figwit, what sort of a name for
an Elf was that anyway"

Again Elrond wondered where the Lady of Light had gotten her self off to. Galadriel never
seemed to be where you would expect her. At times it was quite unnerving to have her pop
out of the shadows.

"She is having lunch with our Grandsons and Legolas," Celeborn said with a smirk and
Elrond wondered again why no one ever called Celeborn a witch.

"I am usually more discreet than she," he said leading the way into Elrond's office as
the half-Elf remained in awe of the silence in the other room. Looking back he saw that
Figwit was actually working without chatting. A miracle in itself.

*****

Erestor stared at the other Elf, speechless, as he helped him to sit up and started to
feed him the broth. Erestor tried to take the bowl himself but the shackle hindered his
movements and instead knocked the bowl into his lap. The broth was only warm so it was
only a wetness on the leggings someone had placed on him.

Belgor quickly grabbed some nearby cloth and started to pat Erestor dry, ignoring him
when he tried to push his hands away.

Shutting his eyes in defeat, he almost missed the others words. "Maybe you should take
those off." Glaring at Belgor, Erestor pulled away from the other Elf. When he tried to
reach for Erestor's leggings he lashed out with a foot.

Growling he pounced on Erestor shoving the injured Elf against the wall. "You will not
mess this up for me! Understand?" Erestor's mouth opened in a silent "O" of agony and
Belgor simply growled and shoved into the injured ribs.

Tears formed in Erestor's eyes and Belgor smiled. "As long as we understand each other.
Lover," he said with a smile and a pat on the cheek before leaving the room. Erestor
pulled on his shackle a few times but stopped as his pain intensified.

Laying back down, he wished he had never left that note and Glorfindel had never found
him. For he was sure that was what had happened. Who else would have even bothered to
look or bring him back from the brink of death.

But this time, no one cared. There was not a single Elf who gave a damn if he lived or
died. But what reason did any have to care about him. So far fallen from who he was.
Erestor gasped in pain as what felt like a fist closed around his heart and he almost
smiled. Shackle or no he would be dead soon.

And Glorfindel told him Mando's halls was a cold, lonely place and to Erestor that
sounded like paradise. There would be no one at all and maybe then he could have some
peace.


 Title: Mani Marte" 24/"

Author: Blue Gold

E-mail: bluegold@surfy.net

Beta: Beckyboo

Archive: http://goldshowers.bravepages.com

Pairings: Erestor/", Elrond/Thranduil (implied), Erestor/Glorfindel, Thranduil/ Viiresse
(OFC)

Rating: NC-17

Summary: Erestor learns he's pregnant and starts crying rape. But is he telling the
truth" Or is he trying to hide the shame of his unwedded relationship with another elf by
spinning a fine web of lies.

Disclaimer: I *sniff* do not any of the characters in this story. They are owned by
Tolkien/Jackson.

Warnings: ?"Rape?", Angst, MPREG,

Authors Notes: Loosely based on some happenings in the LOTR RPG I"m currently playing, In
Silpion's light. Thanks to Az and her mad Elladan for the inspiration. ;) Thanks to Milly
for helping all this make sense.

"Are you sure you don't want to do anything to him?" Elrond asked as he moved his pawn.

"Elrond, if you haven't noticed I haven't been deeply worried about this," Thranduil said
capturing the pawn. "It's a nice vacation if nothing else. Besides I hear you have
punished him quite thoroughly."

"Just as well. He seems to be "fading", putting on a good show of it for Celeborn,"
Elrond, studying the board, didn't notice the look Thranduil gave him. "So how is
Mirkwood" I should pay you a return visit soon, but?"

"I would not leave a pet in the hands of those fools, let alone a whole realm. Mirkwood
is as it always is: a shell of its former self."

"Are things getting worse in Mirkwood?" Elrond asked as he moved a warrior, not caring to
get into a discussion about Erestor.

"They have been getting steadily worse for years. We will deal with them like we always
do," Thranduil said moving a scribe.

"You know if you ever need help?"

"It has not become that bad yet, I hope it never will," Thranduil said
moved a pawn in what seemed a pointless sacrifice. Elrond easily captured the piece and
notice only then that he had left himself open for attack. "Checkmate my friend,"
Thranduil said with a grin and Elrond sighed.

"Rematch?"

"I have no qualms defeating you again," Thranduil said with a grin.

"How confident you seem."

"Seem" Elrond it is simply that I have defeated you twice already and that is just today.
I do not think you want me to start a tally."

******

"How dare you!" Viiresse hissed, slapping the hand away.

"I always found the fairer Elves more appealing," he said with a leer.

"Do not touch me again."

"Why of course my Queen," he said with an exaggerated bow. "My payment?"

"Here," she said handing him an emerald ring she had never particularly liked. "Just
continue your work Melcer."

"It is a pleasure doing business with you," he said before walking off.

Viiresse shivered slightly, glad she would only have to deal with the Elf for only a few
days more and then never lay her eyes on him again. She wished she could have brought
Legolas with her but then she would have had to explain and the less that knew the
better.

She turned, heading towards the path Legolas had shown her to the healing wing when a
melodic voice called from behind her.

"Lady Viiresse, why are you in roaming about in these darkened corridors. Arien's rays
warm Arda, why not walk with me?"

"Lady Galadriel, I?" Viiresse paused, she could give no reason not to join the Lady.
Thranduil was playing chess with Elrond and Legolas was Valar knows where with those wild
Twins. "I would love to," she finished following Galadriel out. Searching her mind for
something to discuss she decided on the most trivial thing that crossed her mind.

"So who watches the woods of Lothlorien when its Lord and Lady are away?"

"Our Granddaughter, Arwen, happily took on the role for the time being," /and much more/
Galadriel thought, rubbing her now empty ring finger. Without it, it was slightly more
difficult to see to the truth. Had she known how trying this would have been she may have
taken the ring and hoped Lorien could survive the loss for some months.

"Ah yes, we have heard rumour of her beauty. It's a pity she and Legolas have yet to
meet."

"I believe they did once. She threw mud on him, but they were both 14 I believe."

"Oh yes, his first trip to Imladris. But I would hope they would have a different
reaction to each other today. To think this is only his third trip here."

"But he seems to have taken a liking to Elrohir," Galadriel said with a smile.

"Yes, but one can't help to wish for grandchildren."

"It does run in the Twin's bloodline. There is a chance you will still be called?"

"Grandmother!"

"Mother!"

Both Ladies turned as the objects of their discussion came running to a halt before them.
Both bowing out of respect to the other's family and with both women dismissing the
gesture, smiling indulgently at the unruly looking boys.

"You wouldn't be running from Elladan now would you?" Galadriel asked knowing the Twin's
tendency to pull pranks on the other when they made new friend. The terror they had
wracked through "Lorien with Rumil and Orophin bringing a smile to her face.

"Not this time," Elrohir said with a smile. "We were just on our way to take a swim.
Elladan, as usual, is with Glorfindel. You would think the two of them fathered that
child. The nursemaid has to pry them away from him."

"He's still not named?" Viiresse asked.

"His other father doesn't seem to want to choose one," Elrohir said with a shrug.

"Well off with you, have fun with your swim!" Galadriel said.

******

Glorfindel smiled as Elladan changed the baby's diaper cloth. With the utmost care he
wrapped the babe up and pulled on his little blue outfit.

"You will make a good father one day."

"You forget I had a lot of practice with Arwen. So did you," Elladan said and suddenly
beamed. "He smiled at me."

"I also had practice with you," Glorfindel said as Elladan blushed. "He likes you, me he
loves for the blond hair," Glorfindel said with a smirk as Elladan held out the child to
him and the tiny hands started grasping for his hair.

"Do you think he will come today?" Elladan whispered and Glorfindel frowned.

"It has been nearly a week. Three if you count since the day it was born, and I for one
am tired of calling this wonderful child "it"."

"Glorfindel where are you going?" Elladan said following, sure he knew the answer.
Neither Elf was prepared for what they saw.

"Please Erestor, you must eat," Celeborn pleaded and Erestor, who was wrapped up in a
mound of blankets, slowly took a slice of fruit. He returned the half eaten apple slice
to the tray and Celeborn shook his head. "I will get the key from Elrond, this madness
will not continue.

Celeborn stood and when he saw Glorfindel and Elladan he turned to Elladan. "Why don't
you come with me?"

"Why?" Elladan asked confused.

"Humour an old Elf?" Elladan smiled.

"You are so strange at times," Elladan replied and followed Glorfindel into the room.
Celeborn watched, worried, as they approached. Glorfindel took Celeborn's recently
vacated seat and had to address Erestor three times before he looked up.

Glorfindel was actually taken aback at how much Erestor had deteriorated in a few days.
He looked so broken. But he forced the emotion down. "Erestor I want you to hold your
child. I want you tell me you blame this innocent life for what you did." Glorfindel held
out the child and after a few agonizing moments Erestor held out an arm.

"You need both hands, have you never held a child?" Erestor shook his head slowly. When
the Twins and Arwen had been born Elrond had basically dropped everything to be with his
children in their first few months, leaving everything in Erestor's hands. By the time he
saw the children more often they were already attempting to walk. And even then it always
was from a distance.

"What about me and Elrohir?" Elladan asked. remembering how Erestor took on every duty
left to his parents when Arwen was born. He had either been in his bed or working,
Elrohir hovering making sure he ate.

"Erestor cooperate, why aren't you moving that arm?" Glorfindel said quickly pulling
aside the blankets. Seeing the shackle stunned him. "Oh"little one look, it's your
father." Glorfindel said holding the child towards Erestor. "Ada"can you say Ada?"

The baby burped instead, some spittle dribbling on his chin. Erestor reached his free
hand to touch the child and the moment he did the child started screaming. He drew away
quickly into the nest of his blankets, taking the icy limb with him.

"Shh," Glorfindel soothed rocking the child, standing when the child didn't seem to be
calming. He looked over at Elladan who had a distant distressed expression on his face,
his arms wrapped about himself.

******

Legolas watched as Elrohir sat at the edge of the water, squeezing some excess water out
of the long raven hair. Without a second thought he pounced, tackling the other Elf.
Elrohir laughed and Legolas grinned moving until their faces were only inches apart.

"What would you do, my dear Elrohir, if I were to take you right here?"

"Well," Elrohir said reversing their positions. "You would have to catch me first,
Legolas love," Elrohir said and disappeared into the trees. Grinning Legolas took off
like the Wood Elf he was. Elrohir may know the woods well but he"d been raised in trees.

Climbing into one he dashed swiftly from tree to tree trailing Elrohir who glanced behind
him every few moments. Timing it perfectly he jumped out of the tree and onto Elrohir who
had the wind knocked out of him as he landed on his left arm.

"Gotcha," Legolas said, glad that they were naked already. He ran his hands along
Elrohir's naked back and the Elf moaned.

"Legolas," Elrohir gasped.

"Will you scream that for me" You scream so nicely in passion."

"Legolas no, wait"."

"Why" I caught you I want to take my prize now."

"Stop"just?"

"No, how much teasing do you think I can take?"

"Legolas please," Elrohir moaned, "just stop."

"No. You said if I caught you we would stop dancing around this. I caught you. Do not
play with me. I have had enough of your games."

Shutting his eyes realizing there was no reasoning with Legolas he called out to Elladan
then flipped them over and ran again. This time when Legolas tackled him, he screamed.

*******

Elladan froze as a pain shot through his arm then vanished. Then cam a pain filled,
terrified plea. Dropping what he was doing, which happened to be pouring tea for his
father, he ran a single word dropping from his lips.

"Elrohir."

Glad that his thick robes had absorbed most of the hot liquid Elrond followed after
Elladan. Fearing for his youngest son, he never noticed as Thranduil followed as well.
Elladan ran like an Elf possessed and didn't stop no matter who or what was in his way.
He and Thranduil did not have the same luxury and started to fall behind.

Elladan burst in on Legolas and Elrohir. Elrohir on the ground trying to back away from
the prince. "Elrohir!"

Legolas turned just in time to be shoved aside by Elladan as he crouched beside his
brother who seem to relax instantly.

"Did you have to push me?" Legolas asked brushing leaves from his bare bottom. Elladan
stood and rammed him into a tree.

"What did you do?" Elladan snarled, ready to snap Legolas in two.

"Elladan!" Elrond and Elrohir yelled.

"He didn't know, I tried to"but he thought I was joking."

"He didn't know he broke your arm"!" Elladan exclaimed as Thranduil entered the clearing.

"Elladan please I"m fine."

Elladan sighed, releasing Legolas and went back to his brother's side as Elrond shed his
outer robe and gave it to his son. Glancing at Legolas he handed him the thinner robes he
wore beneath that, leaving him clad in only leggings

"Your arm is broken! That is not fine! Can't you for once think with your head," Elladan
snapped glaring at Legolas. "Stay away from my brother."

Elrohir suddenly pushed out of the hold Elladan had on him with a glare and hobbled over
to Legolas. He slipped his arm around the nervous blond. "I think you may have sprained
my ankle."

"What"!" Elladan snarled.

"Elladan I"m quite capable of choosing my own friends. Now Legolas help me to the healing
wing." Legolas smiled and hoisted Elrohir into his arms.

"Elrohir, it would be my pleasure."

"Thank you my fair, valiant Prince," Elrohir said and Elrond rolled his eyes following
after the two Elves. Thranduil was about to do the same when he noticed Elladan staring
at the ground.

"Elladan?" Thranduil questioned and the Elf's head snapped up.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to attack Legolas. Its just?" Elladan sighed and walked towards the
water, sure he knew where their clothes would be. Thranduil followed but gave the Elf
some distance, smiling as Elladan gathered the two piles of clothes.

Following him to the healing wing he approached Legolas first. Handing Legolas his
clothes he whispered, "I"m sorry."

Legolas shrugged and Elladan turned to Elrohir. "I?"

"I can't stay mad at you very long besides who would help me dress?"

"I could always be of assistance Elrohir," Legolas said.

"Some how I do not believe you want to help me keep my clothes on," Elrohir said with a
laugh that spread to all but two of the elves in the room. Erestor's eyes were panicked
as he was stared down by Thranduil. He shivered finally breaking the eye contact as
Thranduil continued to glare.


 Title: Mani Marte" 25/"
Author: Blue Gold
E-mail: bluegold@surfy.net
Beta: Beckyboo
Archive: http://goldshowers.bravepages.com
Pairings: Erestor/", Elrond/Thranduil (implied), Erestor/Glorfindel, Thranduil/ Viiresse
(OFC)
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Erestor learns he's pregnant and starts crying rape. But is he telling the
truth" Or is he trying to hide the shame of his unwedded relationship with another elf by
spinning a fine web of lies.
Disclaimer: I *sniff* do not any of the characters in this story. They are owned by
Tolkien/Jackson.
Warnings: ?"Rape?", Angst, MPREG,
Authors Notes: Loosely based on some happenings in the LOTR RPG I"m currently playing, In
Silpion's light. Thanks to Az and her mad Elladan for the inspiration. ;) Thanks to Milly
for helping all this make sense.

"I just don't know what to do any more. I just can't believe he lied to me," Glorfindel
said staring out the window. "The proof is down the hall but still, I can't believe it.
And then with the baby. For a moment"why did he choose that moment to cry?"

"Erestor has very cold hands as of late. Not to mention babies have been known to be
extremely sensitive to emotions," Celeborn replied.

"How bad is it really?"

"Even with the weakened condition Erestor was already in it will be a slow, wasting
death. At the very least it will be months before he passes. It is why most take their
lives while they still can."

"Is there anything"I mean?"

"You underestimated your worth. With out you or the child depending on him Erestor
continues to sink. The only acknowledgement he gives me is eating barely enough to
sustain a small bird."

"But why is he shacked?"

"Elrond claims it is for his own safety and refuses to relinquish the key. There is a
mithril chain or trust me he would not still be there."

"What about that lover?"

"He always asks me to leave so he can visit with Erestor"Glorfindel I really don't think
you?"

"I will speak with you later."

Glorfindel made his way to the healing wing, moving with the stealth of a seasoned
warrior. Reaching the door he was unnoticed by the two occupants.

"Erestor open up," Belgor said with a smirk as he removed a small vile from his tunic.
"Though I don't think anyone would believe you if you did speak up, but I do what I get
paid to do."

Glorfindel watched, wanting to be sure he was seeing what he thought he was seeing.
Relief was washing over him and at the same time guilt. Guilt for ever doubting Erestor,
for not running that Elf through like he first wanted.

Glorfindel cursed in his moment of distraction, Belgor had opened the vial and was trying
to force it into Erestor's mouth. Moving quickly he yanked the Elf's arms back as the
vial flung to the floor as he pinned the other Elf.

"What the"get off me!" Glorfindel knocked the Elf unconscious with a blow to the head and
used some binding to tie and gag him before turning to Erestor. The dazed expression
worried him and he picked up the vile. Sniffing the contents he could not identify them
and he sighed. Herbs and potions were not his strong suit.

Sure that the other Elf was no longer a threat he turned to Erestor. Crouching beside the
bed he took Erestor's hand in his own. "Erestor, can you ever forgive me" I listened to
that fool instead of following my heart. I just?" Glorfindel stopped as Erestor pulled
one of his hands away and reached for the Elf's face shaking his head he wiped the tears.

"What?" Glorfindel asked, not sure why Erestor was shaking his head. "Don't cry for
you?" Erestor nodded. "Erestor it's the least I could do," Glorfindel stood then leaned
to kiss Erestor on the lips. "Erestor I love you."

Erestor could only stare his mouth agape as Glorfindel smiled. "I can not begin to tell
you for how many years I wanted to tell you that." Erestor shook his head his mind
racing. "No, you do deserve to believe and you deserve all of Imladris grovelling at your
feet. Don't you have any idea how wonderful you are?"

Glorfindel took Erestor's shackled wrist and smiled. Pulling a hair clip out of his hair
he picked the lock. He then lifted Belgor's still form and locked him in. "We need to go
somewhere where this conversation is not one sided." Lifting Erestor into his arms he
carefully carried him to his rooms.

Mindful of the injuries he placed him down on the bed and arranged his numerous pillows
so Erestor could sit. He returned with water and Erestor's sketch pad open to a blank
page. Handing Erestor some charcoal he smiled again.

"Just write. Do you love me?"

"Yes."

"For how long?" Glorfindel asked as his heart soared.

"I don't know."

"Bind to me." Erestor went pale and swallowed nervously before he responded.

"Too fast"why"not worthy?"

"Erestor you should think much more highly of yourself. There is nothing worth more than
you."

"Dirty"weak"fool?"

"You are none of those things. For centuries I watched you, never knowing how to approach
you as you kindly put down my advances. For a while I assumed you were not interested
then I decided I had to make you interested. Nothing worked. You are a tough Elf to get
to know." Glorfindel watched as Erestor shivered and moved to remedy it.

Turning he went to quickly start a fire. Erestor was still ice cold. So he pulled off the
blankets from the house of healing and watched as Erestor blushed because the Elf was
topless. Grinning Glorfindel went to his closet and pulled out one of Erestor's pregnancy
robes because it was richly lined.

Erestor glanced at him surprised and Glorfindel shrugged, not willing to admit he hadn't
been able to part with anything that was Erestor's. Though he had taken the drawings the
first day in a rage. But even then he hadn't destroyed them. Just hidden them away.

"Erestor, do you know who sent in that Elf?" Glorfindel asked as he helped Erestor dress
in the robes. He then pulled the fur blankets over him as best he could while Erestor was
in a sitting position.

"She." Erestor wrote simply, his head lolling to the side.

"He's a she?" Erestor gave Glorfindel a look that had the blond sure if he could speak he
would be receiving a sarcastic insult.

"Works for'she'she pays well'she wants this'she!" Glorfindel grinned he was annoying
Erestor. The hole in the parchment was proof of that and he would take annoyance to
fading any day.

"Oh sorry, she I wonder who she could be," Glorfindel said and a ball of parchment hit
him on the head. "Okay okay, bad joke. I"m going to talk to Elrond and send Celeborn to
see you." Erestor nodded and Glorfindel left.

Stopping in the nursery on his way to Elrond's study he smiled at Grandfather and
Grandson. "Why is it with all the wise Elves here I am the only one who ever considered
giving Erestor writing utensils?"

Elladan laughed and earned a giggle from the child in his arms.

"Oh, it seems Erestor's lover was an Elf hired by Viiresse to place doubt on Erestor.
Said Elf has also been feeding him this," Glorfindel said tossing the vial to Celeborn,
with a sniff the Elf lord frowned deeply and made to leave the room.

"He's currently getting reacquainted with my bed," Glorfindel said and was gone.

Marching determined into Elrond's study he slammed the door in Figwit's face. "First I
need you to toss that stinking refuse that has the nerve to call himself an Elf into the
dungeons."

"And where will I find that refuse?"

"Shacked to a bed in the healing wing of course keep up! Second?" Elrond held up his
hand.

"Figwit I know you can hear me and that you heard Glorfindel. Come take the key and
inform the first House Guard you see to do what Glorfindel said."

The door opened and a slightly pink Figwit came in and took the key and retreated. "Now
you were saying Glorfindel?"

"Second I"d like to throw the Queen of Mirkwood in besides him but some how I don't think
that would work. So I would like everyone! And I mean everyone! In a nice large room and
I want the truth now!"

"What" Why would you want to"Glorfindel I"m very confused. Who is everyone for starters?"

"Every ruler of an Elven realm residing here. And I would like to know why that vapid
harpy decided to hire an Elf to not only claim he was Erestor's lover but to poison him
as well."

"What"! How do you know this"!"

"Its amazing what you learn in the shadows and one thinks you will never be able to say
anything."

Elrond stood rubbing his temples and poured himself a glass of wine one for Glorfindel as
an after thought. "Sit down and explain this to me slowly."

*********

Elrohir giggled as Legolas fed him. The blond was pampering him to the extreme especially
since he had learned that because of Elrohir's mixed heritage it would take him longer
for his arm to heal.

"Legolas, really. You are moments away from chewing for me."

"Legoals?" Both heads snapped to the door where Elladan stood with a frown.

"What" He's not breaking anything see?" Elrohir said indicating his nest of pillows.

"Not that, your mother did something"I"m not sure what it means but you may want to go
into hiding."

"What did she do" And why would I want to go hide?"

"Because all hell is about to break loose and its name is Glorfindel. Valar, I feel like
Figwit. Okay from what I heard, seems what's his name, you know Erestor's "lover" well he
was hired by Viiresse." Legolas let out a tiny squeak, and Elrohir gazed in open mouth
shock. "Also he was paid to feed Erestor something, what it was I"m not sure. Grandfather
took it."

"But why would she?" Elrohir stopped and both he and Elladan focused on Legolas.

"I"I have to go," Legolas squeaked and fled the room.

Moments later he barged into his parents room where Thranduil and Viiresse were sitting
on the balcony having lunch. "Mother!"

"Legolas don't shout," Thranduil said calmly.

"Why did you do it?" Legolas yelled, ignoring his father. "What were you thinking"! Now
they are out for blood and think Ada guilty!"

"What did you do?" Thranduil hissed.

"I took care of the problem," Viiresse replied.

"By hiring a fool that was exposed, passing him off as Erestor's lover and having him
drug him as well?" Legolas shrieked so loud his voice was little more than a squeak at
the end of the statement.

Thranduil pushed his chair back and with a shake of his head left them both.
"Thranduil!" Viiresse called but the King ignored her.

"Why did you do it mother" Did you actually think Father was guilty?"

"He said something"I just wanted to be sure"I did not want to risk?"

"Why not stab him in the heart" It would have been kinder," Legolas snapped and turned to
leave.

"Legolas, how can you be so sure?"

"How can you have any doubt Mother?" Legolas said and left a brooding Queen of Mirkwood
alone to find his father. He found him sitting by the river near where he and Elrohir had
gone swimming.

He plopped down beside him.

"Ada?"

"Why are you so sure I am innocent?" Thranduil said looking into Viiresse's eyes placed
into his face.

"Ada, you would never do such a thing."

"But your Mother?"

"Wanted you to be safe. Just in case, do not be angry with her."

"You break hands in my honour and she hires liars. What a family I got myself," Thranduil
said with a shake of his head. "Do not worry about it son. I will take care of
everything."

"So you will talk to Mother?"

"I will talk to Mother," Thranduil said sadly.

 Title: Mani Marte" 26/"
Author: Blue Gold
E-mail: bluegold@surfy.net
Beta: Beckyboo
Archive: http://goldshowers.bravepages.com
Pairings: Erestor/", Elrond/Thranduil (implied), Erestor/Glorfindel, Thranduil/ Viiresse
(OFC)
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Erestor learns he's pregnant and starts crying rape. But is he telling the
truth" Or is he trying to hide the shame of his unwedded relationship with another elf by
spinning a fine web of lies.
Disclaimer: I *sniff* do not any of the characters in this story. They are owned by
Tolkien/Jackson.
Warnings: ?"Rape?", Angst, MPREG,
Authors Notes: Loosely based on some happenings in the LOTR RPG I"m currently playing, In
Silpion's light. Thanks to Az and her mad Elladan for the inspiration. ;) Thanks to Milly
for helping all this make sense.

Erestor gripped his chest in agony, feeling as though someone was cleaving his heart in
two. He would have made a noise if he could and he was glad he was alone. Glorfindel
still had not returned from whatever he went off to do. He sat up slowly as the feeling
passed. It made his injured ribs child's play.

Suddenly the door opened but instead of blond he saw silver hair. Celeborn walked in
looking grim. Erestor pulled the sheets closer to him, afraid of what the other Elf would
say and do. He could never be sure. Even Glorfindel" Erestor's thoughts wandered to the
anger he had seen on Glorfindel's face and a vice gripped his heart yet again.

Celeborn rushed to his side and helped to support the Elf. "Just breathe through it,
that's it, like that." Once the pain subsided Celeborn pulled out a small vial similar to
the one Belgor had been forcing on him.

"Here, this will help to restore your voice," Celeborn said, glad when Erestor did not
struggle more and simply drank down the vial. Celeborn watched as Erestor attempted to
say something. "Not that quickly, a few hours or so and you will be able to whisper. By
tomorrow you should have full use of your voice. Just do not over use it."

Erestor shook his head. As if he would have much to say. Celeborn was about to respond
when Glorfindel strolled into his room, a large tray of food in hand. Both Celeborn and
Erestor watched him curiously.

Glorfindel grinned. "How does one say no to Tella" Besides you need to eat," he said
glancing at Erestor who turned away, tugging the blankets with him. "Oh no you don't.
Erestor, you need to eat. Look at the way that robe hangs off you," Glorfindel said with
a grin. Erestor turned to glare at the blond who waved a jam covered slice of bread.

"What did Elrond say?" Celeborn asked once Erestor started to eat.

"He wants to hold council in three days."

"Why three?"

"He wants time to interrogate Belgor, if that is even his true name, and time to prepare.
Valar knows what he means by that," knowing Elrond it would be bad news for Erestor. "So
in three days time we will all gather to have this out one way or another."

"Three days," Erestor thought, not even believing that there was a chance for him. In
three days everything would truly be over. He would have no home and nowhere to go. He
would be no one and nothing.

The pain gripped his heart again and he clutched his chest in silent agony. Glorfindel
was at his side in an instant. Stroking his hair as concern colored his features. Erestor
shut his eyes and didn't notice the determined expression on Glorfindel's face.

"No matter what happens, I will be with you and your son every step of the way."

Erestor's head snapped to attention at the mention of his son, though his features
quickly darkened. Even a baby did not want him near, his own abnormal flesh and blood.

"Would you like to see him?" Glorfindel asked hopefully and Erestor shook his head,
causing the blond to sigh. "Do you still blame your child?" Erestor shook his head. How
could he explain it" He looked around and Glorfindel handed him the parchment and
charcoal.

I will not lie and say I wanted to have this child. But I do not begrudge them, things
would have been better if I wasn't this abnormality but he had no control over that. I
waited until the child was born. What more do you want from me"

Glorfindel stared at the parchment in shock, hearing the voice of the cold counsellor who
he had thought vanished. "I want you to be a father to your son, to love him, to NAME
HIM!"

Erestor flinched at the last words then responded. You want what I can not give, and
should not. If you want the child to have a name feel free to give him one.

"Fine, I will!" Glorfindel exclaimed leaving the room. Erestor shook his head and put the
parchment down. He understood what Glorfindel wanted from him but he could not give it.
He would be a terrible father. Even the child knew it.

Glorfindel could be a wonderful father if he chose it. Even Elrond was a good father. He
was sure Celeborn was an excellent parent as well. He would be dead before the child
reached his first year. What did the child need him for"

Celeborn shook his head unsure of what to say to get Erestor to understand. So instead he
started to eat and held out food to Erestor, who still ate very little.

******

"Thranduil you can't do this!"

"I must."

"You do not! You do not have to say anything at all."

"Are you really willing to deal with the alternative?" Thranduil whispered softly.

"But"but?"

"I"m sorry, I will speak to Elrond in the morning."

"This is wrong," Viiresse whispered.

"I have accepted it. You should do so as well."

"But what will happen now?"

"We will simply have to wait and see," Thranduil said quietly.

******

Night had fallen and still Glorfindel had not returned to his room. Not sure what
possessed him, he decided to go in search of the blond. He did not like having Glorfindel
angry at him. He was halfway down the darkened corridor when he stopped. Glorfindel was
most likely in the nursery and he had no idea where it was.

He was about to go to his room when a door opened further down the hall. He flattened
himself behind a pillar as Elladan came out, yawning sleepily.

"Calanmir, I think its cute," Elladan said as Glorfindel followed him out.

"I suppose, I just can't believe Erestor could be that?"

"Erestor-like?" Elladan said simply. "After what he did to Elrohir I would consider that
kindly."

"Elrohir?" Glorfindel asked as Erestor mouthed it, equally perplexed.

"Um, well Elrohir told Erestor he was in love with him."

"What" When?" Glorfindel asked shocked as Erestor shook his head in denial.

"When you were on border patrol, the first time."

"What did Erestor say?"

"That's the thing, he fell asleep."

"Fell asleep or already was?" Glorfindel said with a knowing grin. "I have made that
mistake with Erestor myself. It seems as he is focusing his whole attention on you. I
think he could sleep through council meetings. And he talks in his sleep."

"I don't know, I suppose anything is possible. It does not seem to matter anyway as
Elrohir seems to have taken a liking to Legolas."

"You don't sound too pleased about that."

"Its hard to explain"I just"and when"never mind," Elladan murmured, usually he would
discuss this with Elrohir, but he was too wrapped up in being pampered to even notice
him. "Goodnight Glorfindel." Elladan said starting to move swiftly down the hall but
Glorfindel easily caught him.

"Come, let's talk about what's been bothering you. I think you are quite old enough to
share a glass of wine with an ancient Elf like me," Glorfindel said with a smile and
Elladan chuckled.

Erestor waited until they were further down the corridor and wondered if he was blind.
How was it that two Elves were in love with him and he hadn't noticed" How was he was in
love with the one Elf who couldn't be bothered enough to know if he lived or died.

"Because I am a simple fool," Erestor whispered aloud and he gasped. Whatever Celeborn
had given him had finally started to work.

Quietly slipping into the nursery he walked over to the crib. He got his first good look
at his son since the birth and stared in awe at the tiny form. How could he have been
able to create anything like that"

Pulling his hands out from the shelter of the maternity robes he was still wearing, he
moved to touch the baby's face and push the unruly black hair out of the sleeping face
when his face scrunched up and then relaxed into a smile as the child tilted his head
towards Erestor's hand.

Blinking, he looked up at Erestor and reached out his tubby arms, already quite spoilt in
being carried, and Erestor obliged remembering what Glorfindel had shown him before. He
carefully held the child who grabbed at the unruly black hair that was in his reach and
started to nibble on the end. Erestor pulled it away and the baby started to scrunch up
his face preparing to wail and Erestor quickly returned the hair and the baby cooed
happily.

Erestor sat down on the chair in the room and just sat with his baby, ignoring the
passage of time. His heart felt lighter than it had in months and he just didn't want to
part with the tiny babe. He stood and made his way back to Glorfindel's rooms.

Creating a nest in the middle of the bed he placed his son down but he instantly wanted
to be lifted up again. Erestor had never felt so wanted since he had lived with his
parents and was happy to oblige.

Murmuring softly to the child he smiled indulgently as he seemed more interested in
chewing his hair.


Title: Mani Marte" 27/"
Author: Blue Gold
E-mail: bluegold@surfy.net
Beta: Beckyboo
Archive: http://goldshowers.bravepages.com
Pairings: Erestor/", Elrond/Thranduil (implied), Erestor/Glorfindel, Thranduil/ Viiresse
(OFC)
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Erestor learns he's pregnant and starts crying rape. But is he telling the
truth" Or is he trying to hide the shame of his unwedded relationship with another elf by
spinning a fine web of lies.
Disclaimer: I *sniff* do not any of the characters in this story. They are owned by
Tolkien/Jackson.
Warnings: ?"Rape?", Angst, MPREG,
Authors Notes: Loosely based on some happenings in the LOTR RPG I"m currently playing, In
Silpion's light. Thanks to Az and her mad Elladan for the inspiration. ;) Thanks to Milly
for helping all this make sense.

Erestor woke to a strange tugging sensation. Opening his eyes he looked down to see his
son pulling on his hair as if he indeed did want to wake him. Smiling as he lifted his
son into his arms, the baby gurgled and drooled slightly and Erestor's smile just
increased, as he had no idea of the stress going on outside his doors.

~~~~~~~~~~~

"Elrond, we really?" Thranduil started entering the office.

"Not now Thranduil. I"m sorry?"

"But this is serious?"

"So is this. Erestor's child is missing."

"Who would take a baby?" Thranduil asked, surprised.

"That is the problem," Elrond said as Figwit rushed back into the office.

"Melcer"Belgor"or whatever his name is, is still in his cell. He has no idea anything is
amiss."

"I"d hate to ask this but, after recent events, Viiresse?"

"I don't see any gain in taking the child. I didn't sleep much last night, I would have
known if she was gone."

"And Legolas?"

"Is still in bed with Elrohir," Elladan said, walking into the room. "The guards did not
see any one leave the house last night."

"Where's Glor?"

"None of the house servants or guards saw anything. The nursemaid didn't hear a thing and
she was next door," Glorfindel said casting a sharp glare in Thranduil's direction. "What
do you want?"

"Nothing. Excuse me Glorfindel." Thranduil said icily brushing past the elf.

"What do we do now?" Elladan asked tugging on Glorfindel's arm, trying to keep him from
attacking the departing Elf King.

"We have to send out scouting parties. One can not get far with a nursing baby,"
Glorfindel said.

"What if they don't want"I mean?" Elladan started.

"Who would want to kill him?"

"Oh Valar, we have to tell Erestor this?" Elladan started.

"Like he will care," Glorfindel muttered.

Elrond raised a brow. "When was the last time anyone saw Erestor?"

"Midday," Galadriel said entering the room, Celeborn close behind. "The babe is still
here. "

"You couldn't have said that sooner?" Elrond snapped.

"Well if someone had informed me they thought the babe was missing sooner," Galadriel
said with a glare. "Don't you all think it's about time to see Erestor?" Galadriel said
strolling out.

Elrond stared after his Mother in law and finally turned to Celeborn. "Why so surprised"
Are you all coming or not?" Celeborn said strolling out.

The three other Elves followed Celeborn and, after a moments consideration, Figwit
followed as well with a sly nod to the other "Advisors". They made their way to
Glorfindel's room and Glorfindel was shocked to hear laughter.

"I do not have breasts, so please stop trying to nibble through my robes," Erestor said
with another chuckle.

Glorfindel was shocked. Not only was Erestor speaking, he was laughing. But who was he
speaking to"

"Erestor could you come out here?" Galadriel said, having not even allowed Glorfindel to
enter the bedroom.

"And bring your guest," Elrond snarled, sure this time he had caught Erestor red handed.

Erestor laughed again. "Seriously, what do you think you will find under there" I will
get you some food."

Erestor came out of the room and took a step back when he realized just how many Elves
were in the room. Were they planning to throw him out right now"

"What about the other Elf?" Elrond asked.

"What?" Erestor asked.

"Who were you talking to?"

"Oh. Him," Erestor said moving his arm and showing his baby.

"You"! YOU had him all along?" Elrond yelled.

"Be quiet, you savage!" Erestor hissed when the baby started to cry. "Shhh," Erestor
said, offering the child some hair which he started to chew and stopped crying. He
released the hair after a moment and turned his head again sucking on his robes. Erestor
giggled at the tickling sensation. "Why do you keep doing that?"

"He's hungry," Elladan said with a smirk. "I"ll take him to the nurse."

"Oh, of course," Erestor said handing Elladan the baby with a shake of his head.

Elrond was still fuming and the second the door shut he started yelling. "How dare you
just take the child! Who do you think you are"!"

Erestor looked at Elrond for a moment as if to make sure he was serious before
responding. "His father," he replied simply and Figwit couldn't help himself he laughed.
It was all too silly.

"GET OUT!" Elrond roared turning to the laughing Elf, who fled in shock, Elrond had never
really yelled at him before. He then turned back to Erestor who was standing calmly
watching him rage. "You"you"I WANT THIS OVER TODAY!"

"You do realize we are all Elves here and none of us are deaf?" Erestor asked wondering
where this calm was coming from. But Elrond just didn't bother him in the least. Now that
he thought about it he had been calm for a long while now and hadn't had any chest pains.

Glorfindel had never been so proud of Erestor and didn't bother to hide his smirk. He
hadn't expected Erestor to take his son. But logically he should have checked here first.

"I think what Elrond is trying to say: is today at midday he wants to meet to find out
what truly happened once and for all and, you know, put Elves like Melcer on trial,"
Celeborn said, nearly shoving Elrond out of the room.

Galadriel walked over to Erestor and gave him a kiss on the cheek before walking out.
"Stay strong, my little scribe." Erestor blushed as Glorfindel walked over to him.

"Little Scribe?"

"Um, yes well. I told you about my childhood. I would follow my father about as well
mimicking his actions. I had my own quill and parchment."

"That had to be the most adorable site on all of Arda," Glorfindel said and Erestor's
blush deepened. "So how are your ribs?"

"My what?" Erestor asked. "Oh yes, I had nearly forgotten. They don't hurt nearly as
badly as before."

"That's good," Glorfindel said finally breaking down and asking, "Can I kiss you?"

"What" Oh, um, I suppose. Wh?" Erestor's words were cut off by the blonds lips on his
own. He wasn't sure what he should be doing beyond allowing Glorfindel's tongue free
reign in his mouth and decided to simply allow the light dizzying sensation his"what was
Glorfindel" Lover" Mate" Friend" No he was clearly not that last one, they were much
more.

Glorfindel pulled away from Erestor's lips loving the flushed, slightly dazed expression.
Kissing his way along Erestor's jaw he nibbled on an ear. Erestor let out a moan and knew
his legs could hold him no longer, slumping against the blond.

"I think we should take this to the bed," Glorfindel whispered huskily into Erestor's ear
who shivered at the air blown across his ear. But stiffened when he actually comprehended
the words. "Erestor?"

"I"m sorry, I can't," Erestor whispered and with their bodies pressed so close together,
Glorfindel could feel his diminishing arousal vividly.

"It's alright," Glorfindel said with a kiss to the tip of Erestor's nose before releasing
him. "We should get ready for later. This nightmare will finally be coming to an end. "

Erestor nodded solemnly, deciding it was as good as a time as any to put aside the
maternity robes. Plus this one felt heavy and excessively hot.

 Title: Mani Marte" 28/"
Author: Blue Gold
E-mail: bluegold@surfy.net
Beta: Beckyboo
Archive: http://goldshowers.bravepages.com
Pairings: Erestor/", Elrond/Thranduil (implied), Erestor/Glorfindel, Thranduil/ Viiresse
(OFC)
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Erestor learns he's pregnant and starts crying rape. But is he telling the
truth" Or is he trying to hide the shame of his unwedded relationship with another elf by
spinning a fine web of lies.
Disclaimer: I *sniff* do not any of the characters in this story. They are owned by
Tolkien/Jackson.
Warnings: ?"Rape?", Angst, MPREG,
Authors Notes: Loosely based on some happenings in the LOTR RPG I"m currently playing, In
Silpion's light. Thanks to Az and her mad Elladan for the inspiration. ;) Thanks to Milly
for helping all this make sense.

Glorfindel watched as Erestor slept, loath to wake him but they had an hour until the
meeting or trial or whatever it was. Walking over to the bed he lightly touched Erestor's
shoulder.

"Erestor, you have to get up."

"No," the Elf mumbled and pulled the sheet over his head.

"Erestor, you must. You have to get ready."

A Dwarvish curse and the sheet was pulled back as Erestor rubbed his eyes and looked up
at Glorfindel.

"See?" he asked with a grin. "Was that so hard?"

"No but sitting up will be. Help me you oaf."

"Oh, how I missed your lovely voice," Glorfindel said and moved to help Erestor out of
bed. "Hungry?"

"Yes," Erestor said and walked into the bathroom.

"Need help?"

"No!" Erestor replied before shutting the door.

Glorfindel whistled as he went to the kitchen to gather a lunch for Erestor, looking
around for Tella. Seeing her peeling potatoes he walked over not sure if the rumour mill
that was Figwit had gotten the news out.

"Tella."

"Glorfindel! Is that for Erestor" You don't know how happy I am that you finally told
him. Didn't I tell you it was just what he needed?"

"Sadly another Elf captured his heart. He had Erestor laughing and joking when the best I
can pull from him are insults and sarcasm."

"What"!" Tella exclaimed in shock. "I don't believe it. Who is it?"

"His son," Glorfindel said with a grin and Tella whacked him on the arm. "Ow!"

"You"you"males! Here I am thinking something horrible has happened and you have the nerve
to make such a joke!"

"I"m sorry," Glorfindel said rubbing his arm. "But what I wanted to tell you is that
there is a"hmm, meeting I suppose. Hopefully Thranduil will confess and save us a lot of
time."

"No more doubts?"

"His wife hired a liar to pose as Erestor's lover. Why else if not to protect her dear
husband?"

********

Elladan walked into his room from the bath with a towel slung low about his waist and
shook his head. He knew he should have sent Legolas or Elrohir before him. The pair still
did not consider themselves lovers, but Elladan had few "friends" that would devour his
morning erection like Legolas was doing to Elrohir.

Opening his closet he wondered if he should wear formal robes. This was a serious matter
and he supposed Ada would want them looking like the Lords of Imladris. Hopefully he
could find his circlet, he thought ignoring the increased volume of his brother's moans
as he pulled on dark blue leggings.

Pulling a lighter blue shirt on followed by his royal blue robes, or were they
Elrohir's" He turned to his brother and was sure he couldn't answer. One hand tangled in
Legolas" blond locks and his eyes shut tight, as he bucked off the bed screaming.

Elladan walked over to their dressing table, pulled out a brush and knotted his hair in a
fashion quite similar to his father's. He grinned when he found the circlet beside the
brush, along with Elrohir's. He buffed it with his sleeve, glad it was Mithril and could
survive the damage he caused it and placed it on his head.

He stood at the head of the bed and watched as Legolas came with a shudder from a hand
job. "Well now that you two are done, don't you think its about time you got ready?"
Legolas looked at him through half shut eyes and jumped back.

Elrohir looked up and laughed. "Leggy open your eyes." Legolas did as he was told and
breathed a sigh of relief. "You thought he was Ada."

"Yes," Legolas said sheepishly.

Elladan arched an eyebrow. "Go bathe." Legolas looked at Elrohir who looked as if he was
ready to become one with the bed. Sighing he went off to the bathroom leaving the
brothers to themselves.

Elladan sat at the head of the bed and looked down at his debauched brother. "And why
aren't you lovers?"

"The same reason you aren't: I do not love him. I greatly enjoy his company and I have to
admit I haven't woken up in such interesting ways until I met him. But there is no love.
I am happy to spend time with him but I don't long to be with him."

"Have you told Legolas that?"

"I tried. He doesn't seem to care or he does not hear me. Why are you wearing my robes?"

"Oh, well, I wanted to ask if they were yours but you were otherwise engaged."

"The real reason is all your robes have tears, holes or ink stains. Please do not damage
those, they are my favorite," Elrohir said with a sigh.

"Yes Father," Elladan said as Legolas returned, stark naked. Elladan gave a wolf whistle
and Legolas did a sensual turn and Elladan had to admit he enjoyed the show.

"Get dressed or I may break the rules."

"Rules?" Legolas asked as Elrohir slapped his brother's leg.

"You are dirty," Elrohir said annoyed.

"I am not the one who reeks of sex," Elladan retorted wrinkling his nose and Elrohir went
into the bathroom.

"What is the rule?" Legolas asked.

"Hands off what is clearly not mine to touch." Elladan said changing it slightly so he
didn't say lover.

"Oh," Legolas looked over at the clothes he brought and Elladan. With a shake of his head
he pulled on some leggings and a light white shirt. "I"ll be back shortly."

Legolas walked down the hall barefoot and knocked on his parents room door.

"Ada" Nana?"

"Come in Leoglas," Thranduil said, smiling at his son.

"Ada can I borrow some robes" I have seen what Elladan and Elrohir will be wearing. They
look like Elrond."

"And you feel too plain?"

"Yes," Legolas said with a shrug.

"Take your pick. As you can see, I am already dressed," Thranduil said indicating his
emerald green robes.

Legolas opened his father's closet and picked out lighter green robes. They were a bit
too long on him but otherwise fit fine. He turned to face his father who smiled, then
walked over and hugged his son.

"I love you Legolas."

"I love you too Ada," Legolas said surprised by the sudden display of affection.

"You grew up so fast. I feel I wasn't there for you half as much as I should have been."

"You had to be a good King. You were there often enough. Remember the time I decided to
draw you a picture?"

"Right on the plans that my poor advisor had spent the better part of a week getting
done?"

"And you scolded him for yelling at me?" Legolas said with a grin.

"You were no more then 5, how could you understand" He should have been ashamed of
himself."

"That was the day I decided I was going to be just as great as you," Legolas said and
smiled, though the effect was lost when his stomach growled.

"It seems you will be a great King. But first lunch!" Thranduil said with a grin. "Your
Mother and I have already eaten."

"Alright," Legolas said leaving the room, never noticing how his father's face fell the
moment he turned his back.

*******

Glorfindel pulled the brush through Erestor's hair as the Elf lifted the grey shirt he
was wearing and prodded at his stomach, which was still slightly rounded. Sighing he
pulled the shirt down and walked over to his closet.

"Erestor," Glorfindel said with a sigh. "I can not brush your hair if you insist on
moving about."

"Oh yes, sorry," Erestor said pulling on a black robe. "I forgot, do you think we have
time to go into the nursery?"

"Of course."

"Why green jewel?"

"Have you seen his eyes" They look like emeralds!" Glorfindel exclaimed.

"Yes they are green," Erestor said simply as Glorfindel resumed brushing his hair. "My
hair is quite fine, stop brushing it."

"Want me to braid it?"

"No this is fine," Erestor said pushing his hair back behind his ears. "Let us get this
meeting over with."

Glorfindel opened the door for Erestor and the pair walked hand in hand to the meeting
room usually used for getting treaties signed. Elrond was already there, seated at the
center of the table with Celeborn and Galadriel on either side of him. Glorfindel sat
down across from Celeborn with Erestor to his left.

The Twins and Legolas entered next and Elladan sat beside Celeborn, Legolas beside him
and, lastly, Elrohir. They sat in silence for a few minutes and were joined by Thranduil
and Viiresse who took seats beside Elrohir, leaving Glorfindel and Erestor the only ones
on one side of the table.

"Well now that we are all here we can get started," Elrond began. "Now Erestor, tell
everyone you lied and where this lover of yours is really hiding so we can all go about
our lives."

The slap Galadriel landed on Elrond shocked them all.

 Title: Mani Marte" 29/"
Author: Blue Gold
E-mail: bluegold@surfy.net
Beta: Beckyboo
Archive: http://goldshowers.bravepages.com
Pairings: Erestor/", Elrond/Thranduil (implied), Erestor/Glorfindel, Thranduil/ Viiresse
(OFC)
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Erestor learns he's pregnant and starts crying rape. But is he telling the
truth" Or is he trying to hide the shame of his unwedded relationship with another elf by
spinning a fine web of lies.
Disclaimer: I *sniff* do not any of the characters in this story. They are owned by
Tolkien/Jackson.
Warnings: ?"Rape?", Angst, MPREG,
Authors Notes: Loosely based on some happenings in the LOTR RPG I"m currently playing, In
Silpion's light. Thanks to Az and her mad Elladan for the inspiration. ;) Thanks to Milly
for helping all this make sense.

"Well, now that we are all here we can get started," Elrond began. "Now Erestor, tell
everyone you lied and where this lover of yours is really hiding so we can all go about
our lives."

The slap Galadriel landed on Elrond shocked them all.

"Clearly you can't be trusted to lead this meeting. Have you forgotten the meaning of
impartial?"

"You"you slapped me?" Elrond asked in shock as Glorfindel sniggered.

"I did. And if you speak again you will most likely cause me to strike you again,"
Galadriel warned. Elrond opened his mouth to respond but decided against it. "Good."

"Now Erestor, I need you to simply state what happened. No one will judge you?" Erestor
cast a sharp look at Elrond. "I will deal with him, just speak freely."

Erestor stared at his hands for a moment, not sure where to begin. He glanced up and
looked at Elladan who was paying total attention to him. Glorfindel's hand slipped under
the table and took his own.

"I didn't even want to go to the celebration"in that ugly blue monstrosity none the
less"I still don't know why Elrond ordered me to."

"Because you needed a life! You don't do anything! But if I had known the level in which
you would have?"

"Elrond, you were warned," Galadriel hissed and Elrond fell silent. "Erestor, please
continue."

"I was just looking around the celebration when Elrond approached me?"

"Get to the point," Elrond snapped.

"He asked me if I saw something I liked, then said I should go talk to Thranduil."

"What"!" Viiresse yelled. "And what were you trying to do Elrond" See if there was a
chance for a tryst between you two" Relive old times" To afraid to approach him yourself,
oh great and mighty Elf-lord?" Elrond looked distinctly uncomfortable but made no
comment. "You started this! For what gain" MY Husband?"

"Viiresse please, Erestor did not approach me," Thranduil said, attempting to calm his
wife. "I approached him. I told him I had forgotten to sign a document then got him into
his room and out of his robes by "accidentally" pouring wine down the front?"

"Thranduil stop," Viiresse said with a shake of her head.

"When he went into his room I saw my chance and took it?" Thranduil mumbled.

"Ada!" Legolas exclaimed.

Glorfindel moved so quickly there was no chance that anyone could stop him. One moment he
was sitting at Erestor's side, the next he was on top of Thranduil beating the King
bloody. Celeborn was the first to reach him, yanking the Elf off Thranduil who did
nothing to defend himself as the Twins and Legolas watched in frozen horror.

"Let go of me!" Glorfindel raged, but despite Celeborn's calm docile visage he could not
break the hold.

"I want you to look at Erestor," Celeborn hissed as Legolas moved to aid his Father who
was being pulled off the floor by his Mother.

Glorfindel, confused, did as Celeborn asked and saw that Erestor was shaking in the
chair. His eyes had a far-off, glazed look as his hands gripped the edge of the table so
tightly his knuckles were stark white and he was barely breathing.

Galadriel rushed to Erestor's side as Glorfindel struggled against Celeborn so he could
do the same. Celeborn released him then and he went back to Erestor's side but all the
Elf saw was blond hair and started screaming.

"Glorfindel please move out of Erestor's line of sight. Elrond come here. You are a
healer, now help me!" Galadriel yelled.

"What in all of Arda is he doing?" Elrond asked, his hands over his ears.

"You of all people should know that he has never dealt with it. This must be the first
time he has even thought about it. He is being dragged back into that night. Alone I do
not have the power to pull him back. "

Elrond put his hands on either side of Erestor's head and was instantly plunged into his
mind. For a moment he just tried to get his bearings. He was standing behind Erestor who
was at his closet removing the robe.

A sound and they both turned to the door. "Oh sorry"was it a right or a left back to the
celebration?"

"Left," Erestor said, looking anywhere but at the door.

"Thank you," Elrond watched as Thranduil had no more vanished from the door when a dark
shadow with blond hair dealt Erestor a sharp blow to the back of the head. The entire
scene changed then. He was still in the room but now Erestor was pressed face down on the
bed and a blond Elf grunted on top of the Elf who was slowly regaining consciousness.

Elrond felt the bile rise up in him as he watched the horrific scene. He walked over to
the side of the bed and wished he had never done so. Erestor's face was twisted in agony
as tears rolled down his face.

His attacker shifted slightly, his hair dropping into Erestor's line of vision. What
caught Elrond's attention was the hand that pushed it away. On it was a ring with the
Mirkwood Royal seal. Elrond groaned and tried to grab at the memory but nothing happened.

He just continued his abuse of Erestor as Elrond whirled around, but all about him he
simply saw the attack. Everywhere he turned he simply faced the bed. Resigning himself to
the fact that he would get nowhere until this memory completed. Elrond was sure if he was
a physical form he would be ill. But for now it was a feeling with no end. Finally Elrond
nearly breathed a sigh of relief as the Elf grunted and came.

The other Elf pulled out of Erestor and the healer in Elrond cringed at the amount of
blood he could already see. Moving towards Erestor he reached out for the Elf again and
still could not reach the Elf that was tormenting himself by reliving this.

Moments or hours later Erestor slowly staggered to his feet. He swayed and fell to his
knees in pain. Elrond watched as his advisor crawled into his bath. though the memory did
not bring him in.

Elrond then watched as a small child came in and stripped the bed. "What in all?" The
child started stuffing the sheets under the bed. He walked over to Elrond and tugged on
his robes.

"We have to pretend. No bad things"no bad things"we can make it go away"no one will
know?"

"Erestor?" Elrond questioned and the child nodded before he resumed shoving the sheets
under the bed. "Bad"bad"bad things?"

"Erestor," Elrond tried again and the child ignored him, mumbling to himself as he tried
to stuff the torn leggings under the bed as well.

"I was bad"bad"bad"punished?"

"Erestor no! Listen to me this was not your fault"you must stop torturing yourself?"

"Bad"bad"dirty".so dirty?" Elrond looked up and saw he had been taken into the bathroom.
Erestor was scrubbing at his limbs as if he wanted to remove the skin. The child appeared
again and started to clean the bath, again destroying all evidence of what had occurred.

Elrond took a deep breath, grabbed both the adult and child Erestor and used the power of
his ring to draw them together into one. The sheer force of it knocked him back into his
own mind. Looking around he shook his head. Despite all the time that seemed to have
passed, everything was as he had left it.

"Erestor?"

"Why couldn't it just go away?" Erestor asked as tears filled his eyes.

"Why didn't you just tell the truth?" Elrond asked. "Why did you try to protect him" Or
did you honestly think?"

"What are you saying?" Galadriel asked.

"Erestor lied. Intentional or not he did, Thranduil never touched him. But I can see how
he made the mistake. Erestor did you ever see their face?"

"No?"

"All you saw was a flash of blond hair?"

"Yes, but?"

"There was something else was there not?"

Erestor shivered as he tried to recall. "I?"

"Something that showed you it could not be any blond Elf. Why it could not be any of
Thranduil's escorts?" Erestor's head spun as he tried to understand what Elrond was
saying. "The signet ring"mark of Mirkwood royalty, a personal seal."

"Y"yes," Erestor said the image suddenly clear as day.

"But you see Erestor that is where your error was. That was not the mark of a King but
the mark of a Prince."

This time it was not Glorfindel who had to be restrained but Elladan. He shoved Legolas
out to the balcony and broke his nose and a rib with two punches before Elrohir
restrained his brother.

"Elladan! Stop!"

"Don't you see" Don't you understand" He wanted you!" Elladan yelled as Elrohir tried to
pull him back into the room.

"I don't"I don't understand?"

"Erestor, it was Legolas who raped you. Not Thranduil."

"Why"but I?"

"You think I wanted you?" Legolas snapped as he entered the room. "I wanted them"either
one both I didn't care."

"Legolas," Thranduil started.

"No Ada, you have lied enough. When did you know?"

"There were things, no one could have feigned such terror. He has my eyes. I did not give
them," Thranduil whispered. "But why, my son?"

"Because I was too drunk to care any more. Any warm body would do, he was already ready.
And it was easy to pretend. Though the Twins are not nearly half as starved."

"You disgusting?" Glorfindel roared lunging at Legolas and just barely missing his throat
as Celeborn caught him.

"If anyone is to blame it's them. They spent half the night teasing me, only to leave me
wanting. I wanted to find them"when I found his room I thought I did"afterwards what did
it matter" He had what I needed: a warm, willing body."

"Willing"!" Erestor squeaked. "I never?"

"Oh please, you know you enjoyed it. I am Prince of Mirkwood after all."

"Look out below," Elladan called as Elrohir threw up over the side of the balcony. "Oh
sorry Figgy."

"Elrohir" What's wrong?" Legolas said moving towards the Twins, but a steely glare from
Elladan froze him.

"What's wrong"! You just admitted to not only raping Erestor but wanting to do the same
to us and you have the nerve"get away from us?" Elladan hissed.

"Legolas?"

"Yes Ada?"

"Give me your ring," Legolas plucked it off his finger and dropped it in his Father's
hand, never looking away from the twins.

"Elrohir?"

"No"just"no?" Elrohir whispered.

Elrond finally stood, leaving his position kneeling at Erestor's side. "There must be a
punishment decided?"

"Erestor?" Galadriel asked and the Elf looked up, confused. "Do you have any?"

"Gone"I want him gone"and away from my son."

"Like I want some snivelling scribe's child."

"Legolas!" Thranduil exclaimed.

"What" If I wanted children I would lay with females."

Thranduil shook his head sadly. "The fact that you could be so"Legolas I fear for you"I
hereby strip you of the title of Prince of Mirkwood."

"You can't do that, you have no heir. I am your only son."

"Seems you have given me a solution to that as well"Erestor's son is the Crown Prince of
Mirkwood now."

"You can't do that!"

"I can and I did."

"And I add banishment from all of Imladris and any lands under our protection. And you
will have no claim to Erestor's son. Finally it would be wise to steer clear of my own
children should you cross their path again."


TBC...