Title: Hospitality pt. 13/13

Author: Deathangelgw

Author email: deathangelgw@hotmail.com

Disclaimer: Sadly, if they were mine damned if I would share!! But they aren't so POOP!

Warnings: AU, slash, sap, humor, hinted twincest.

Pairings: Elr/Ell implied, Ell/Elr/Leg, implied Elrond/OC/Celebrían

Rating: PG-13

Summary: Legolas is visiting Imladris for his father…what he finds there in hospitality is quite unexpected!

Notes: AAAH!! Done! Thanks to everyone who has followed this forever lasting verse!! Thanks also to MA for the beta! Love ya! Enjoy and please review!!

'thoughts'

The weeks seemed to crawl by for the young Prince of Mirkwood as he waited for his beloved twins' return. Daily he would stand watch on the great monolith outcropping that was the center of Minas Tirith, always looking west for signs of their return with the other Elves. Sometimes he was joined by Elessar when the newly crowned King found time to come up and brood as well. Other times, Gimli would join him and they would speak on many things. It was in those times that he and Gimli came to an agreement to see the other's homeland. Their friendship had deepened with their respect and understanding of each other.

A couple of times Legolas' watch was joined by the Hobbits. Frodo especially, once awake, came out to observe things. On those brief occasions that he joined Legolas, Legolas saw just how costly their freedom had been. A shadow of grief and fear would forever reside within the innocent soul of Frodo Baggins. But Legolas hoped that someday the Hobbit would find peace in his heart again.

After six weeks, it was on a sunny day that boded well for a spring rain with the rumbling clouds to the west that Legolas spotted the banners of Lothlorien and Imladris. His heart leapt to his throat as he leaned out over the balustrade, focusing intently upon the distant Hithaiglin. He nearly fell over with a cry as a hand grabbed his shoulder and he straightened immediately to face his distraction, eyes shining with his joy. He was surprised to come face to face with Eomer. "Eomer! Oh you startled me!"

"I feared you a jumper, Master Elf. Forgive my startling you," Eomer answered with a bow of his head and a small smile. He tilted his head as Legolas grinned at him. "What has you so excited?" he asked as he shifted forward and peered out over the Plains towards the distant mountains, squinting to see better.

"My kinsmen approach! They will be here in two days at most!" Legolas explained excitedly as he pointed towards where the light was shining on the approaching delegation.

Looking at Legolas in disbelief, Eomer tilted an elegant eyebrow. "You see this from here, Legolas? How is that possible?" he inquired incredulously.

Laughing giddily, Legolas tucked a strand of his hair behind a pointed ear. "We Elves have very sharp eyesight! Come! We must tell Elessar!" he declared before rushing off to the court hall, where he knew his friend was holed up.

News of the Elves' advance spread like wildfire and preparations were sped up for their imminent arrival. Legolas though stayed on watch, eagerly monitoring the slow, yet steady progress of his kin and, most especially to him, the twins. By midday of that day, horns could be heard faintly, announcing the advent of the Elves to Minas Tirith.

By the second day, excitement was at fever pitch as all who were able observed the procession of graceful Elves towards the city. At sunset, the gates opened wide and singing floated in, Elven voices greeting the dawn of Man and the passing on of the Eldar. Legolas stood with Gimli, Faramir, Eomer, and Elessar at the head of the greeting party while the people of the city cheered all around them, throwing flowers to cover the cobblestone street on which the guests walked upon.

At the head of the procession was Elrond with Arwen while immediately behind them were Celeborn, Galadriel, and the twins. Legolas grinned as he saw Calenglîr behind Elrohir as the procession came to a halt before them. Elrond raised his hand and silenced the song before focusing on Elessar. "Long live the hope of Man! Long may you reign, Elessar, son of Arathorn and rightful heir to Gondor!"

"Long live Elessar!" the other Elves chanted and cheered, joined in swiftly by the people of Gondor until the city of Minas Tirith rang with their joy and excitement.

Bowing deeply, Elessar then straightened and strode forward. "Welcome to Minas Tirith, Elrond, Lord of Imladris, and Celeborn and Galadriel, Lord and Lady of Lothlorien. Our home is yours. May you find all the comfort here that you wish," he declared firmly as he smiled at them while the city once more rang with cheering from his people.

"One should hope so under your hand, Elessar," Galadriel replied impishly, eliciting a couple of snickers from the other two leaders.

"Your hospitality is greatly appreciated, son of Arathorn," Celeborn added before they all dismounted. Immediately, dozens of servants rushed forward to take their steeds or to take their bags to be brought to the rooms that had been prepared.

"My people will show you where you will be staying for the time that you are here. I hope that you will enjoy them," Elessar stated before waving more of his people forward to lead the various Elves to their rooms.

Striding forward, Legolas was unable to keep his beaming smile from his face as he found his lovers. "Follow me, gwanûnen," he murmured softly to them over the racket of excitement that flooded the courtyard. With equal grins of mirth, the twins nodded and slipped out with Legolas, heading for the rooms that they had shared before parting six weeks back. (my twins)

Once there, their reunion was sweet and passionate as Legolas undressed them and washed them of their travel dust before making love to them, holding them close in the aftermath. He smiled as they took turns kissing him and each other and he comforted them when their thoughts grew dark over Arwen's decision. But then they moved to the bed and made love some more before discussing their future plans.

Elrond was going to be leaving for the White Shores with Galadriel and many of the Elves of Imladris and Lothlôrien once things had been straightened out and handed over to the twins. Celeborn had already mentioned moving to the Greenwood once Galadriel had left, not wanting to leave Arda yet since he had been born and raised there. Since Thranduil was also resisting returning to the West, they would stay together in the beleaguered realm.

Legolas then had mentioned that he was going to create a city within Ithilien with Faramir for the rest of his people from Mirkwood. They agreed that they would aid him, more than likely trading off between Imladris and Mirkwood as the years moved on. All of them agreed that they would be there for Elessar and Arwen in their reign until the end of their natural lives. They didn’t speak long on that part of their plans and Legolas made sweet love to them to take their minds off of the fact that their sister had basically sentenced herself to death.

The next day, they attended the marriage and crowning of Elessar and Arwen as rulers of Gondor. The joyous celebration afterwards lasted for three days as people feasted, danced, and made merry throughout the city of Minas Tirith. Once the festivities ended though, the work set in.

Legolas, the twins, and Celeborn aided Faramir with the repairs to both Minas Tirith and Osgiliath while Elrond, Galadriel, Erestor, and Glorfindel guided the new rulers in the best ways to rule and picking out the right advisors that would give solid and untainted advice. That was proving to be the more difficult task but everyone was putting in their full effort in what time they had.

By the time all but Legolas and Gimli left for their own realms, Gondor was well on its way to a full recovery from its war damage. With tender promises of reunion in the next six months, the trio of princes parted and Legolas wondered if he could handle not being with them again for this long period of time. But as he looked away and turned towards his two friends as they stood near him, he knew he could handle anything in this time of peace.

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{Quellë 21, Year 121 Fourth Age}

Legolas sighed happily as he stood at the bow of the ship and the salty sea air blew into his face. It seemed to cleanse away all of the sorrow that the last year had brought about as the hope of their arrival to the White Shores grew. He glanced over and grinned as he heard Gimli’s miserable groan before the Dwarf leaned up after emptying his breakfast over the side. His seasickness had been an on again off again thing during the entire trip, but it had tapered off as the journey had proceeded. He was pretty sure that Gimli was the one most excited for the journey to end.

By habit, his gaze went over towards where his beloveds were talking quietly with Celeborn and Thranduil, who were also among the last of the Eldar leaving Arda. Nothing was really holding them anymore, especially since Elessar and Arwen had passed on into whatever afterlife the Second born had. Legolas blinked as tears pricked his eyes as he thought about his dear friends, now all but gone. The Hobbits had passed away, though he had been told that Samwise and Frodo had both gone over to the West, so that reunion would indeed be sweet. Merry and Pippin had been buried near to Elessar, which had somehow lightened the grief. Arwen was buried within what remained of the great forest of Lothlôrien, which had always been more of a home to her than even Imladris. Eldarion, the first born of Elessar and Arwen, was now ruler of Gondor and they knew that things would continue to improve for Men.

Sighing softly, Legolas leaned on his knee as his keen eye watched the horizon as the ship cut through the waters towards Aman. Anticipation was steadily growing within all of them and he knew it even as he contained his own exhilaration. To see his mother and sister who had already gone over as well as seeing Elrond, Calenglîr, Celebrían, and Galadriel were dreams he had nightly after loving his beloved twins blissfully. He wondered if Elrond and Calenglîr were still together after Elrond’s reunion with the twins’ mother, but he pushed it aside once again. He would not think on such things because of the twist in his stomach that reared its ugly head every time he thought of his dear friend. He wouldn’t know till they arrived, so no use in worrying!

“What do your Elf eyes see, lad?” Gimli asked as he came up beside Legolas and grinned as the Prince looked down at him in surprise again.

“More water,” Legolas replied and laughed as Gimli groaned before he looked out again. He blinked then as he straightened and leaned in, squinting as he stared out over the horizon. He gasped and pointed out towards sea. “Land! I see land!” he cried and laughed as the ship erupted into excited mayhem as the rest of the passengers and crew rushed to the railings to see for themselves. Elrohir and Elladan held tightly to Legolas as they stared out over the waters towards where their mate had pointed and Legolas’ claim was confirmed by the others with shouts of joy.

With that, all onboard began rushing to pack their belongings as the land grew closer and clearer. By sunset, they had docked at Alqualondë to the cheers of dozens of Elves awaiting their arrival. The disembarking of the passengers was both joyous and tearful as families were reunited on the shores of Aman. Legolas held tightly to his little sister and laughed tearfully with her as his father and mother kissed like there was no tomorrow. He wouldn’t be surprised if he ended up having a new sibling with how they were carrying on...

He looked over and couldn’t stop smiling as he saw his twins’ just as teary reunion with their parents and, to his shock, Calenglîr was right there. He saw the wedding ring on his friend’s finger that matched the ring on Elrond *and* Celebrían’s hands. When he caught his friend’s eye, Calenglîr couldn’t stop the wide grin that spread over his face and Legolas’ suspicions were happily confirmed. Somehow things had worked out between the three and they were all happily bonded. Just as he was with his beloved twins.

With that thought, he buried his sister in another hug as tears rolled down his face. The Valar had blessed them and he would be forever grateful that they had guided him to accept the hospitality offered in Imladris.

The END!

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