Hey everyone! Here's the last chapter! Thanks for the reviews; I was so eager to post this story, lol:)

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When Legolas opened his eyes the next morning, he was immensely relieved to find that his headache felt much better. He sighed with relief, but the occupants of the room thought that it was an expression of pain.

"Legolas?" came the worried voices of his friends.

The elf opened his eyes, blinking tiredly. "I trust that I only slept for one night this time?"

Aragorn and Gimli nodded, both of them able to see that their friend felt better today. There was more color in his face, and the pain-lines had vanished.

"You have improved," said Aragorn, happily.

"Aye," said Legolas. "The pain has greatly diminished."

Gimli smiled, for the first time in four days. "I am glad, Legolas! Can you find it in your heart to forgive this foolish old dwarf?"

Legolas looked at his friend, seeing the guilt and grief in his face. The shorter creature looked as if he hadn't slept at all through Legolas' ordeal.

Gimli waited impatiently for the elf's words.

Legolas sighed, holding out a hand. "Of course I forgive you, Gimli."

Gimli ran closer to the bed, grabbing the elf's hand and holding it tightly between both of his. "Bless you, laddie!"

Legolas smiled.

Aragorn watched with a grin. "Calm yourself, Gimli," he said, as the dwarf nearly jumped up and down with joy. "Legolas still needs to rest."

"Rest?" said Legolas, frowning. "I rested for three days!"

"Did you?" said Aragorn. "You were unconscious for two of them, and endured agony through the third. I still see pain in your eyes, mellon-nin, and no doubt you are very tired after such suffering."

Gimli trained stern eyes on his friend. "Listen to the King, elf!"

"But we had plans," said Legolas, trying to sit up. "I have already lost three days."

"And you shall lose the fourth," said Aragorn, holding him down. "We'll have plenty of time after you fully recover, my friend."

"He is right," said Gimli. "All we need do is extend our visit another week."

Legolas sighed. "There is no point in resisting," he said. "For I could not take down both of you."

Gimli chuckled. "Two against one, elf!"

Aragorn couldn't help but smile.

Legolas sighed, giving up. "There is no reason for the two of you to remain here with me," he said. "Gimli; you look very tired. Please go catch up on your own rest. If you do not, then you will soon be the one forced to stay in bed!"

Gimli made a face at that, but he knew Legolas' words to be true.

"And you, Aragorn," said Legolas. "You are king of this country! You have many responsibilities. I am sure that Faramir is likely ready to pull out his hair by now."

"Possibly," Aragorn agreed.

"I thank you both for your care of me," Legolas said, smiling. "It is very much appreciated. You are both very good friends."

Gimli lowered his head. "I am more of a foolish friend, for I caused this to happen."

"I will hear no more of that," said Legolas. "You are forgiven and I am well once more. Go sleep."

Gimli nodded, patting Legolas' arm before reluctantly leaving the room.

"You should sleep too," the elf said to Aragorn. "Before you go back to your duties."

"Mayhap I shall," said the human. "But you are not to leave this bed; I am going to check up on you."

Legolas made a face. "I am no elfling!"

"Then do not act as one," said Aragorn, chuckling. "Go back to sleep."

Legolas gave his friend a mock-glare, but obediently turned onto his side and got comfortable.

"Sleep well," said Aragorn.

"You also," Legolas said.

Aragorn walked over to the door and opened it, but then he closed it again, pretending that he'd left. Turning, he watched his friend to see if he'd get out of bed.

"That will not work with me!" said Legolas, not even turning over.

Aragorn laughed. "So elves do have eyes on the backs of their heads!"

"Of course!" said Legolas.

Still laughing, Aragorn left the room.

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When evening came, Legolas left his bed, intent on having supper with his friends. He arrived in the dining hall before either of them, and waited for their arrival.

Aragorn came into the room first, shaking his head at the sight of the elf. "I knew that I would find you here."

Legolas smiled. "I feel fine now. My headache is completely gone."

"Good!" said Aragorn, smiling as he walked to the table. "I am very much relieved, mellon-nin. You gave me quite a scare." He reached out to take a goblet of wine, but then realized that it was closer to Gimli's seat and changed his mind, taking the other.

Aragorn never saw the look of alarm that crossed Legolas' face…a look that vanished when the human chose the other goblet instead.

"Is he in here?" they suddenly heard.

Looking up, they saw Gimli storm into the room, scowling.

"Good evening, Gimli," said Legolas.

"What are you doing in here, you pointy-earred elvish princeling?" the dwarf exclaimed.

Legolas raised his eyebrows. "Eating."

Gimli laughed, shaking his head as he neared the table. "I half-expected you to not stay in bed. How is your head?"

"Perfectly fine."

Gimli smiled as he sat. "I am glad." He sighed as he picked up his goblet of wine and took a large swallow. "It is frightening how an herb that safely aids a dwarf's sleep can cause such agony in an elf."

"Aye," said Legolas, hoping that he'd never feel such pain again. "It is."

"I think that the friendly rivalry between the two of you should come to an end," said Aragorn. "Before someone gets killed!"

Legolas and Gimli exchanged smiles; mischievous twinkles in their eyes making Aragorn shake his head in exasperation.

They ate in silence for a while, Gimli still upset with himself over what he'd done to Legolas, and the elf concentrating on eating, as he hadn't had much food in the past few days.

Aragorn watched them both, secretly wondering if Legolas would get some kind of revenge on the dwarf.

Legolas suddenly looked at him, and Aragorn could see a glimmer in the elf's eye as he looked at Gimli, seemingly waiting for something.

"Do we aim to start our hunt tomorrow?" Legolas asked.

Aragorn nodded. "Aye, if you truly are fully recovered."

"I am," said Legolas. "Do we leave at dawn?"

"That was my original plan, but we can make it later," said Aragorn, wanting Legolas to get as much rest as possible.

"I think that we should make it closer to midday," said Legolas. "But not on my account."

"Then why?" asked Gimli.

Legolas said nothing, smiling as he watched the dwarf's eyes blinking sleepily.

Without warning, Gimli's face suddenly fell right into his dish with a loud splat.

Aragorn looked at Legolas, his shock turning into an amused smile.

Legolas smiled back, casually returning to his food. "Dim-witted dwarf."

THE END
(of this snippet, anyway! Stay tuned for more!)