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A/N: It's been a while I know! But I've decided out of all the stories I have started this one will be the first to be finished! I promise!! Thanks to all those who reviewd! I hope you haven't forgotten about me and my great love for reviews!

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It took Elladan all his self-control to not fall to his knees and beg Legolas to forgive him, so he instead contended himself with quick glances of the love he once had but now, because of his own stupid pride, lost. Never in his immortal life had he ever felt so broken, miserable and above all alone.

Tears threatened to fall from his emerald green eyes as he hastily wiped them away.

'You are the fool, Elladan' he scolded himself. 'Now you'll pay for your foolish mistakes.'

Elrohir watched sadly at the inner turmoil his twin brother was going through, he sighed softly to himself but did nothing more. What could he do?

'Let it go.' He thought. 'Do not bottle up your pain dear brother or grief shall consume you.' He suddenly wished the mental link he shared with his brother as a child still worked.

"Elrohir?" The youngest peredhil turned to his father. "Is something the matter son?"

Elrohir shook his head; he couldn't bring himself to speak.

"Is it Elladan?"

Elrohir fidgeted. "What makes you say that?"

"He has been unusually silent all night. I something bothering him."

"I do not know." He hated lying to his father but it was not his place to tell. "Perhaps you try asking him."

"I have." Elrond shook his head sadly. "He is not responding."

"I do not know." Elrohir repeated, his voice barely a whisper but Elrond heard. The Lord of Rivendell nodded, deciding it was a subject he should not press on.

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Down on the other side of the table Legolas stirred his soup his thoughts were his own as he reminisced happier times he shared with the oldest of Lord Elrond's children.

//"You need not to look for it", Elladan breathed, "For it already belongs to you."

Legolas stared into the taller elf's eyes, touched. "And what shall I do with such a treasured gift?"

Elladan leaned closer towards the young prince. "Do not break it." He simply stated before sealing their love, with their first kiss. //

A tear trickled silently down the blonde elf's cheek, before landing with a soft 'plop' into his untouched soup.

"But I did break it," he whispered softly, his words drowned out by the music and voices of the other elves thoroughly enjoying themselves. "I broke it." He repeated to himself. "I'm so sorry Elladan."

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So it had been decided, young Estel would go with the Mirkwook elves once he turned 16, to train with the greatest of archers. Elladan felt his heart drop.

'Must they take everyone away from me?'

He watched with a forced stoic expression as Legolas and his entourage climbed onto their horses.

"Thank you Lord Elrond, for your hospitality." The prince of Mirkwood, bowed his head in respect for the older elf.

"There is no need for such formalities, you know very well you are more then welcome here Legolas."

The golden haired elf forced a small smile. "Good bye, Lord Elrond."

"Farewell young prince."

"Goodbye Elrohir."

"I'll see you in 16 years, Legolas." The younger twin smiled, Legolas nodded his agreement and with dread in his heart turned to the last of the Rivendell elf that stood to bid him farewell.

"Goodbye Elladan." The words were soft and one without elven hearing abilities may have missed it.

Elladan met the young prince's gaze with his own hard expression Legolas almost flinched.

"Good bye prince Legolas let your journey be safe and well."

Legolas's bottom lip trembled ever so slightly as he looked like he was going to speak again but decided against it. He nodded as he directed his horse to the main gates of Rivendell and with one more backward glance he was gone.

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Lord Elrond gave a questioning look to his oldest son; his exchange with the Mirkwood Prince had not gone unnoticed to the wise Rivendell Lord.

"What is wrong child?"

Elladan glanced at his father and for one solitary moment his mask broke and a flood of pain and sorrow flooded through his once bright and mischievous eyes but like all moments it was all too soon gone.

"Nothing father." He replied before hurrying up the stairs and disappearing into the palace.

Elrohir went to follow but stopped as he felt his father rest a hand on his shoulder.

"Elrohir, I do not wish to force you to speak with me on behalf of Elladan I do not want you to betray your brother like that but listen to me when I say he needs someone to speak with. Someone who will listen."

Elrohir said nothing, had his father known.

"Do not let him go through this alone. He is strong I do not doubt, but he is also stubborn a trait he undoubtedly inherited from me. He suffers Elrohir do not think I do not know."

Elrohir nodded, his father was truly wise. "I will do what I can father."

The lord nodded. "I know child."

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((16 years later))

"I bet you can not find me Elladan!" Estel perched delicately on top of a branch, waiting for his foster brother to come look for him. "Elladan?" he called again when there was no answer. Unbeknownst to the young man the elf was hanging from a branch directly above him.

"I bet I can." Estel nearly fell out from the tree if Elladan had not caught hold of his waist. The elf chuckled softly. "When will you stupid human finally realise you can not hide from an elf."

Estel stuck out his tongue. "But I am no ordinary human. I have grown up with elves."

Elladan's face was thoughtful. "That much is true."

"Can you put me down now?"

"I thought you liked hanging from trees, Estel."

"Not like this."

At that moment Elrohir appeared from below. "Throw him to me Elladan!"

The young human's eyes widened. "No Elladan! Please do not! I beg of you."

"Don't worry! Elrohir called from way down below. "I will catch you."

"You can not catch to save your life Elrohir!" Elladan called out.

"Yes." The younger of the twins agreed. "But it is not my life in danger right now is it?"

Elladan and Elrohir's face were mirror images of one another as a delight grin spread across their lips.

"Elladan." Estel warned. "You would have a lot to explain to father if you drag me in there half unconscious with broken bones."

"Oh, but it was an accident Estel." Elladan replied innocently. "Father would be none the wiser."

"Elladan." His voice a low murmur.

"Oh really Estel you think I'm going to drop you?"

"I wouldn't put it past you."

"You have so little faith in me."

"Come on Elladan! Drop the human!" Elrohir's voice interrupted their conversation.

"Not today 'Rohir." Elladan answered with amusement as he saw the relief on Estel's face. Gently he swung the human back on the branch he was on before. There was a sigh of disappoint from down below "Be careful now, do not slip."

The young human snorted. "Please Elladan I've done this a thousand times and I've never once slipped." So of course at this moment, Estel slipped.

Elladan's eyes widened as he tried in vain to grasp a hold of his young brother but not even his elven agility could catch the falling boy.

"Elrohir!" He managed to yell.

"What?" Came the reply followed very closely by a loud 'Thud!'

Panicked Elladan jumped nimbly down from the tree and almost fainted from relief before bursting into laughter at the sight that unfolded before him. Estel had landed very neatly on top of Elrohir who was looking quite annoyed as he drummed his fingers against the dirt floor.

"Estel you weigh like a baby Oliphont." He declared rather loudly.

"Hey!" Estel retorted before the youngest twin ruefully pushed him off.

"I will not be able to stand upright for weeks." He complained, rubbing his back before shooting the young human a rather evil glare. "Stupid human."

"Well," Estel began. "Let's look at the bright side."

"What bright side?" Elrohir snorted.

"You caught me didn't you?"

Elladan virtually had tears falling from his eyes as he watched a crippled looking Elrohir hobble after their youngest brother who ran with such speed and grace one could easily mistake him for an elf. But Elladan's outburst was abruptly cut short as he heard that thumping of horses hoofs.

'This is strange' he thought to himself. They were not expecting the Mirkwood Elves for another day at least.

Nevertheless he went to investigate. He was most surprised to see a Mirkwood elf riding towards him and even more surprised that he was riding alone, even from this great distance he knew the solitary being was not Legolas.

"What brings you here so e-" But Elladan never got to finish his sentence as he noticed the elf was unnaturally pale. His eyes widened as the elf fell from his saddle, he rushed over to help the young messenger but felt his heart pound and his stomach lurch when he noticed three arrows protruding from the elf's back.

The injured elf looked to Elladan, his expression pained as a steady stream of blood dripped from his lips. "Orcs." He managed to murmur. "Attack. Not expecting. Prince.Legolas.. gone."

Then the elf's eyes rolled to the back of his head as he's body went limp but Elladan failed to notice as the last three words registered in his mind. "Prince Legolas gone."