Belowin's POV

Birth is painful! I don't care who you are or how strong you are it is freaking painful and this child better be a boy because I don't plan on doing this again! Ever! The pain wasn't the part that surprised me though. Oh no I was surprised when I heard my child cry and then the healer look at me in shock.

"What? Is something wrong with the baby?" I yell at one of the healers who quickly shake their head at me.

"No, your young prince is fine. However you have brought something very rare to our Kingdom." the head healer says still in the same position as when my son came.

"What in the world are you talking about-" I barely finish as the pain starts again. "What's happening?!"

"I believe you are having twins Princess." the healer tells me and I want to scream at the top of my lungs.

They calm me down to the best of their ability and I am able to continue with this process. It was true I had never heard of twins like ever so this was very rare. Finally after the very kind healer coaching me every ten seconds. Believe me I managed to count. I finally head a second babies cry. Oh thank god they were both safe and well as the healers washed them up. I rested just for a moment as the door burst open and there stood a panting Legolas.

"Neema...found...in...the...woods." He manages to explain though I can tell he is almost completely out of air.

I knew I could count on my sister, though I was begining to wonder where she was now. After all she had two new children to meet. The healers smiled as they began to tell Legolas what happened and how rare it happened. Rare is in like almost never! 

"TWINS?!" Legolas called out at the top of his lungs confused.

"Yes my prince, a boy and a girl. A future prince and princess." the healer said showing Legolas his son for the first time.

Smiling Legolas held the baby boy as the young princess was handed to me. Her hair was just like mine. Well what little of it she had was red and it made me so happy to see that. I am sure Neema would be happy to know her niece would be just like her and I. As if reading my mind Neema walked inside with our Uncle and the King behind him.

"The princes has been through a lot, do not stay long she needs her rest." the head healer instructs as she begins to do something else.

Thranduil and my uncle stand there for a moment looking between Legolas and myself holding our two children. They look just as confused as Legolas did. Neema however just smiled at me as she walked up to me and kissed my forehead.

"Good job sis, ah a red head just like us. You will definitely have your hands full there." Neema says with a giggle as she looks at the young princess in my arms.

"Twins?" Uncle finally asks speaking up.

"Yes, I was just as surprised as well. A very rare occasion I am told." I say as I look over and see Thranduil walking over to Legolas.

I guess I was able to provide and heir, well two in this case and I couldn't be any happier. Neema was there beside me and I began to wonder about name. We had a son and a daughter to name now. This would be interesting because as you know I am not one to back down on my own ideas.

Neema's POV

Walking out of my sisters room to let her finally get some rest. To be honest I probably needed to do the same thing but I just didn't want to fall asleep just yet. So I began to walk when of course I hear Haldir talking to Tauriel. Something about her just rubbed me the wrong.

"Haldir!" I called out to him and within a matter of moment he was beside me, well talk about fast. "What are you doing? I thought you were out patrolling still?"

Haldir seemed to look at me confused, a emotion that was happening a lot today. He pulled me out of the corridor and into the garden a bit more forceful than normal but I followed still wanting to get my answer.

"You do not need to be jealous of Tauriel. Do you really think I would be willing to lose you just after finding you again?" he asks me in a completely serious voice.

"I never said I-" I barely start.

"You didn't need to, all of your actions did. Neema have I done anything for you not to trust me?" Haldir asks me putting his hand on my cheek.

I sigh as I look into his eyes and lean into his touch. What he said is true but a lot of people have given me this same speech and still left me alone. What makes him any different? That's when my heart decides to butt in and before I know it my lips and on top of his stopping him from saying anything else. Haldir wouldn't betray me and a part of me knew it. I would never betray him either, he gave me a reason to want to stay, to love and be loved in return.