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As promised by the lady there was a familiar face among the welcoming party, and when he say who it was, Gimli finally broke down. He did not do this as one would expect no tears, no anger, just babbling. As soon as the wizard had come close enough to hear his word, Gimli began to speak. He told Gandalf everything, not just the important stuff, but every detail and every thought that came with those details.

He told Gandalf thing he already knew, every time he said Thranduil, he would explain he was Legolas's father, and a king, and a jerk, and whatever else rolled of his tongue. He did not even stop when Galadriel stood before them, he just started speaking to her instead, telling her the whole story from the start.

"He just turned and left, he just left, I don't get how he could give up. I wouldn't give up. I haven't given up! I…" Gimli stopped finally as Galadriel spoke softly to calm him.

"I know… I know how you feeling. I know you are so very tired. I have had a room prepared for each of you, go rest." She whispered the last part into his ear as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders in a light embrace. She released him and had someone show them to their room.

Gimli walked into the large bedroom, the beauty of the whole place over whelmed him so he walked to the bed and flopped face down into the soft, sweetly scented bedding. He signed and thought hard and long about if he should go to the baths and relax first, or go to the dining hall and fill his stomach first.

Eventually hunger won against comfort and he headed towards the scent of food. As he ate he wrote a quick letter to Aragorn, asking for his help in finding the lost elfling, and about what had already transpired. He requested they meet in Rohan, as soon as possible and included that he had an elven companion with him.

He finished his meal and began his walk to the baths, on his way he handed the letter to a guard and requested it be brought to the lady of the wood.

He smelled the baths before he came upon them, scents of sweet flowers and mineral water filled his nose as he breathed in deeply. He stripped of his clothing and folded them into a pile before stepping in the hot waters.

At first it hurt in skin, but as the water soaked deeper into his overused muscles he laid his head back and signed contently. He stayed like this for some time before filling the palm of his hand with soap and rubbing it through his copper brown beard and hair. He quickly washed his body and rinsed before drying off and getting dressed.

As he again headed for his chambers, this time feeling much more refreshed, he allowed his self to think of the time with the fellowship when they had come to this forest. He made it to his room and laid flat on him bed, above the blankets. He feel into a restful sleep and dreamed of the first friendly conversation he and Legolas had had.

The dark haired elf came and sat besides Gimli, resting his hand on his forearm he spoke softly. "Why do you not join the others for evening meal?" Gimli did not reply for a few moments, confused as to the elf's change in behavior.

"I am not hungry, what of you? I notice you have not joined them either." Gimli said, keeping a sharp edge to his voice in case the elf was not really being friendly. Though they had not fought much since they entered Moria, neither of them had treated the other very well at any point in the quest.

"I feel it is not fair to Gandalf for me to eat and be content when he no long can." His eyes did not gleam as they normally did when Legolas meet Gimli's eyes, nor did his voice have the slight sound of bells as he spoke.

When he looked away Gimli scanned Legolas's face for any sign of anything but sadness, upon finding none, he replied openly. "I still cannot eat my brother's favorite foods without the felling I'm betraying him."

Legolas looked over at him and smiled widely, showing his jutting uneven canine tooth. "What was his favorite?" He said, the gleam back in his light lime colored cat eyes.

Gimli looked back at him confused. "Mashed potatoes with bacon and cheese mixed in." As soon as the words left his mouth Legolas grabbed his wrist and yanked him to his feet dragging him after himself as he ran.

"Where are you taking me?" He called after the elf. "You're taking my arm off!" The prince laughed and kept dragging him. He took him up a flight of stair and to a talon. Legolas flung open the door and started call out in elvish. Leolgas lead him to a kitchen and just after them Haldir, the marchwarden from the boarder walked in.

"Why are you in my house?" He said in an annoyed voice. "And on my day off too." He grumbled.

"I'm making dinner for Gimli and myself. Even though I'm a terrible cook, and will most likely burn your home to the ground… and farther if that possible." He said playing with the side of the counter and looking through the cabinets.

Gimli woke up happily smile to himself, remembering how Legolas had tricked the other elf into making them food. After that they grew together and became great friends.

Gimli meet Advert by the stables and together they rode out of Lorien, Gimli complaining all the way about being on a horse.

As Advert and Gimli rode away towards Rohan for the second day, with their packs full, neither one said much of anything until they stopped at dusk. They ate dried and salted veal with the last of the fruits they had left. Advert tried every few minutes to start a conversation, but Gimli would only give one word answers and grunts in response.

He was not trying to be rude, but he was worried, tired, and had a very sore butt from the last few days of riding. "Do you want more food or anything?" Advert asked again after a few minutes of quiet. Gimli grunted to avoid having to talk to the elf, but he did not give up as Gimli would have hoped. "The sky looks very clear this night, I love looking at the stars." He paused, waiting for the dwarf to respond but when none came he continued. "My favorite one is right there." He said pointing it out to Gimli who glanced up briefly, but said nothing. "It looks like all the rest, but the ones around it are bigger, so it looks very small."

Finally Gimli looked up at the Blond across from him; his face was facing upward, his grey eyes looking up to the sky, a small smile at the corners of his mouth. "I've heard that somewhere before." Advert looked to the dwarf, the smile gone from his mouth but not from his eyes.

"I never noticed that star at first, not till he pointed it out." Gimli nodded, Legolas had shown the fellowship that very star. 'You don't see it a first, right?' Legolas had said nudging the ring bearer in the side. 'But when you look past the big stuff, to the seemingly insignificant stuff, it can change your whole outlook on life.' Legolas turned his face to Gimli as he said this, a knowing look In his lime green eyes.

"I forgot all about that till now. I guess he wanted to be nice way before I started treating him like a person instead of an elf." Advert laughed when Gimli said this.

"He told me you were the one that started it, the friendship not the fighting. " Advert said the last part quickly before the dwarf could respond.

"Blasted elf tells you too much lad." Gimli said with a laugh. "Seems to me that you know more of our friendship that either of us does!"

Advert laughed at this as well. "He tells everything about what he does, and nothing of who he is." Gimli nodded thinking the blond was being sarcastic, but did not want to say anything in case he was actually mad at their friend.

The next day they woke at dawn and rode quickly through the day, by noon they could see Edoras in the distance. They stopped for a quick meal, and headed off again. At dusk that night they entered the golden hall, Eomer stood and walked towards them with open arm.

"Welcome Gimli! It is good to see you; I received word from Aragorn that you two were to meet him here. I'm Eomer, King of Rohan, It is good to meet you…"

"Advert of Greenwood, sir." Advert said an edge of anger in his voice.

"Well, it is nice to meet you, Advert of Greenwood." Eomer said with a bow before turning to Gimli and addressing him. "I have rooms set up for you, there are three beds. You have missed evening meal. But I can have something brought to you. Lord Aragorn should arrive tomorrow."

Gimli took the bed in the center of the room and two of the pillows from the bed farthest from the window. As he guessed, Advert did just as Legolas would and took the bed closest to the window. They both lay down in their beds, and tried to fall asleep.

A knock at the door woke Gimli and he sat up and rubbed his eyes, looking over to the elf he saw his eyes half closed and staring blankly. Elves. He thought with a laugh as he got up to let whoever it was in.

He opened the door and found a messenger. "It's the middle of the night," he said stepping into the hall and closing the door, "The lads asleep, what do you want."

"The King of Gondor has arrived, and is interested in seeing you." The messenger said before turning and leaving. Gimli leaned against the wall and closed his tired eyes, arguing with himself about if he should wake Advert, or let him sleep.

Before he could decide he door cracked open and the blond poked his smiling head through the crack. "If we have to leave now, then I'm going to refuse to put a shirt on. I'm tired."

Gimli grinned at the elf, he understood why Legolas and Advert were friends; they had the same since of humor. "Maybe you wanna make a good first impression on Aragorn, no?" Gimli asked trying to keep a straight face.

Advert paused and looked like he was focusing for a moment before he spoke. "I've met him, let's go." He said slipping out the door and heading down the hall. In nothing but his traveling pants, and his hair loose around his head.

Thanks for reviews, now i can start dropping little hints about Advert and Legolas, Also sorry this chapter is poop. I was feeling like poop, so i did not work real hard on this.