A/N who's excited for the Hobbit!? I am very disappointed though….Legolas is not going to be in the first one :(
Disclaimer: not mine.
Chapter Nine: Pranks All Around
Elrond strode over, a cup of hot tea in his hands.
"Legolas, Aragorn is going to sit you up." he said gently, well area of the pain this action would cause. "If you drink this though, your pain will diminish." Elrond gently assured the elf, reaching forward and lightly cupping Legolas chin.
Aragorn who had given up on Legolas clenched hand, gently lifted Legolas shoulders just enough to pull him into his lap.
A gasp was tore form Legolas lips, though it was quickly taken over by quick shallow breaths. Squeezing his eyes shut tight, the prince's hand unclenched itself before balling up again, this time in the ranger's tunic.
"Calm yourself, Legolas Thranduilion." Elrond instructed, running his hand up and down Legolas arm, hoping to distract him from the pain. Aragorn clutched Legolas close as he began to tremble and shake. Burying his face in the elf's blonde tresses, he whispered words of comfort, while cradling Legolas head to his chest. Finally Legolas calmed somewhat, his breathing evened out and his death grip on Aragorn's tunic lessened. The human's rough hand gently supported Legolas head, not allowing the elf to strain himself. His other hand brushed Legolas's sweaty strands of hair away.
"Can you take this tea," Elrond asked, though he was already pressing the rim against Legolas closed lips. Legolas complied, not having the strength to fight it if he wanted too. As Legolas parted his lips, a trickle of blood escaped his mouth. The twins gasped in shock, having not expected this. Elrond was silent, though his brow creased in fear. Using his free hand, the elf lord pulled Legolas lower lip down,
"You've bitten your lip quite well," Elrond stated kindly. Bringing the cup up once again, the elf poured the hot tea into Legolas waiting mouth. After the injured elf finished the tea, Elladan stepped forward, dabbing at the blood and tea which had dribbled down his chin.
Legolas glared at the older twin, weakly attempting to push his hands away. Elladan however just caught them and laid them back down. They all stood back letting Legolas have some space.
In a matter of minutes, the lines of pain on Legolas face began to ease some testifying to the strength of the pain killers. Lifting his head off Aragorn's shoulder slightly, Legolas glanced tiredly around.
"When―" Legolas began but his voice cracked and he started again. When...we...Imladris." he finished, allowing his head to flop back down against Aragorn.
"Aragorn arrived here with you last night." Elladan explained, reaching out and finding Legolas hand, clasping it in-between his own.
"Woke up the whole household in the process, too," his twin piped up
Aragorn glowered at his brothers, but his heart lifted when he heard Legolas give a small chuckle. The chuckle quickly turned into a dry cough, causing Legolas small smile to fade out to a grimace.
Elrond quickly reached for the glass of water which was on the bed side table before helping Legolas dink several gulps, pulling it away he deemed the young elf had had enough.
"That is enough for now," he said, patting Legolas shoulder. The prince nodded wearily, sighing with relief as he felt Aragorn sliding out for behind him. Soon the soft mattress was cushioning his pain filled body.
"How long?" he asked in a soft whisper. The three elf's and Aragorn glanced at each other,
"How long since when, Mellon nin?" the human asked puzzled. Legolas blinked his eyes sleepily, he was tried and his body demanded rest.
"Since...I was...last awake..." he replied, his eyes slipping close. His tense features, however, assured the rest that Legolas was awake. The ranger sighed, placing a hand on Legolas head.
"About two days, Mellon-nin. It was about time you were waking up."
"hmm" Legolas mumbled. Causing small chuckles from three brothers, the elf was practically asleep.
Legolas mind was slipping further and further away, yet he took comfort from the sound of his friend's voices, and Aragorn's comforting hand which was resting atop his head. As he fell into a deep sleep, his heart was glad.
Aragorn looked up from Legolas strained face, to his father's worried one.
"He is not doing well, is he?"Elladan asked, his eye brows knitted together with worry. Elrohir also looked to his father seeking an answer to his brother's question.
"Well..." Elrond began, sitting himself on the bed and taking one of Legolas slim hands in his own. "His fever is not lowering at the speed I expected, but it was normal for him to be in pain."
"Why isn't his fever lowering do you think?" Aragorn and Elrohir asked. Looking back down at Legolas face, the human began to slowly trace the lines of pain, whishing that he could make them vanish.
"I do not know, ion-nin." his father said.
"Don't worry Estel, we'll all have our chance to kill him once he recovers!" Elrohir said, coming over and wrapping his arms around the human's shoulders.
"Too right we will," his twin muttered just loudly enough for his brothers to hear him. Going over to join them, the group of three hugged close.
Elrond smiled form the other side of the bed, it warmed his hearts to see the three such good friends. Pulling the sheets off the elf before him, the healer inside of him could not resist checking the wound again. The amount of pain that Legolas had been in had surprised him, no matter what he had told his sons.
Carefully lifting the bandages, Elrond found a curious layer of very thin crust, a deep red almost the same color as blood. Frowning, he bent closer, but, upon remembering his sons, he gently placed the bandages back down. Elladan, Elrohir, and Estel were already burdened enough he would look at again as soon as he was alone...though he thought he knew what it was.
Besides that, though, the wound was healing. The swelling had gone down some as had the redness.
CRIMSONSTAINS
The next time that Legolas awoke, it was nearing dawn. Faint light filtered through his window, signifying that the sun had already risen. His side still throbbed, which didn't surprise him. The prince of Mirkwood had been injured enough to know that the pain did not just disappear, it faded.
Silently begging the pain to relent at least a little, Legolas grabbed a hand full of his pillow, releasing his tension without crying out. The twins and Estel were sound asleep in chairs by his bedside and Legolas feared he would wake them.
Turning his face into his pillow as well, Legolas breathed deeply, biting down once again his lower lip. However, this did the exact opposite of what he wanted. It added pain, forcing his overloaded body to give another way of relief and a hiss left his lips.
"Your lower lip will be sore for the next few days, you did quite a number on it my prince." A voice said from this right. Legolas eyes flew open, he thought that everyone else had been asleep. The elfs eyes quickly found Elrond though, who was sitting at the desk working on something.
"Hir Elrond," Legolas said hoarsely, attempting to stop the shivers which were traveling up and down his body. The prince knew enough that he realized that it was the fever, but he could not help what his body felt. /lord/
Elrond quickly got up and walked over to Legolas side, sitting down on the chair and taking note of Legolas's shivering. Reaching out Elrond pressed his hand against Legolas brow...the fever had lowered some more, which was a good sign but it had yet to disappear all the way. Turning around, Elrond grabbed a hold of a small white bottle. Facing Legolas he was surprised to find Legolas drifting off to sleep.
"Legolas you can sleep as soon as you drink some of this," he said he gently shaking Legolas awake.
Legolas moaned, forgetting for a moment that he was trying to be quit. Rolling over to escape the elf lords hands, he unfortunately choose his injured side to roll over onto. Gasping at the sudden agony, Legolas jerked back to his other side. Elrond gently took hold of the elf's arms again, not allowing him to move.
Legolas lay there for a moment his breaths coming in sharp gasps. Slowly Legolas breathing returned to normal and the elevn lord took his opportunity.
Gently lifting Legolas head off the pillows, Elrond helped him down his medicine. Lying Legolas back down, they both waited for the inevitable to happen. Picking up the cloth, Elrond began to wipe down it up and down Legolas face, chest and neck.
Legolas shivered openly at the cool touch of the cloth and the feeling of wet skin. The elf next to him sighed but took pity on the injured being. Wringing the cloth out once more, he laid it across Legolas brow before walking down to the foot of the bed. Choosing one of the heavier blankets, Elrond went back to Legolas side. Throwing it over the prince, the healer proceeded to pull it up to Legolas chin, tucking it in around his body.
The ill elf's contended sigh gave Elrond courage. After his sons had fallen asleep not too long ago, the healer had set about examining Legolas wound closer. What he found had disturbed him slightly, but he was grateful to know what he was dealing with.
The arrow tip had been lightly coated with a herb, a herb which slowed healing, making infection hit harder than it might have. This plant's effects were easily impeded, with the right medicine. As long as Legolas did not stop taking it, his healing speed would rocket and he would be fine. Elrond placed the glass vile full of the white substance he had just given to the elf, on the bedside table. He would not tell anyone else, Elrond decided. His son's did not need more worry, and Legolas would not appreciate the extra mothering. As long as Legolas kept taking it there was no reason for anyone to know.
CRIMSONSTAINS
Legolas sleep peacefully for the next eight hours and was still sleeping when it came time to change the bandages again.
"Do we wake him up," Aragorn whispered, not to wake the sleeping friend, while fingering a role of bandages. He stared at the elf's peaceful face, noting how Legolas color seemed to have retuned some. Elrond shook his head,
"Not unless we have too."
"Right." Elladan said nodding his head toward Elrohir. Moving forward the two dialectally lifted the light weight between them. Aragorn and his father got straight to work and in less time than expected and the twins were soon lowering Legolas back down against the pillows.
Stepping back, they were all feeling proud of themselves when Legolas gave a sudden twitch. They wearily watched as Legolas scrunched up his face before turning over in his sleep. Elrond held up a finger for silence, Legolas still might not awaken. The elf shifted again, muttering something about a 'smelly human' before letting out a breath and calming. Aragorn glowered at his sleeping friend.
"Smelly human, huh, well my prissy elf friend you are lucky you are injured." he said sourly, once they were sure that the elf would stay asleep. His arms were crossed tightly over his chest and he hunched his shoulders slightly. The whole effect was ruined by the thinnest of smiles.
"Give him a break, brother," Elrohir said coming around and wrapping an arm loosely around Aragorn's shoulders. "You do smell." Aragorn pushed his brother forcefully away, giving him a glare of death.
"Do you want a chance to back out!" he said threatened as he walked slowly forward.
"Nope, I'll take my chances." Elrohir said playfully.
"Not in here boys." Elrond said sternly, motioning towards Legolas with one hand. A sharp rap on the door stopped any further conversation. Elladan, who was closest, opened the door.
"Hir Elrond…you are needed down in the healing rooms." A servant explained hurriedly. Elrond nodded quickly, turning back to his sons.
"Come get me if there is a change in Legolas." with that he swept through the doors, the servant hurriedly following. Shutting the door quietly behind them the twins turned to Aragorn wearing identical smiles of evil.
"Elrohir and Legolas were right, Estel" Elladan began "you do smell…I think we need to change that." Aragorn guessing what was coming lunged for the door but Elrohir tackled him mid-step.
The two went crashing to the ground,
"Hold him!" Elladan cried joining the struggling two. The three wrestled for a few moments till one of them knocked the corner of the bedside table. The table rocked precariously and a tiny bottle full of a white liquid slipped off. It smashed into millions of pieces as it hit the hard wooden floor, sending glass and liquid everywhere.
"What was that…" Elrohir said letting go of his brother and whipping some of the stuff off his face.
"A bottle, it looks like." his twin replied, getting to his feet and giving it a closer look.
"You know what…" the ranger said a thoughtful look on his face. Swirling a finger in the white stuff he held it up, "this looks a lot like that stuff the maids use to clean with." A small smirk grew across his face. Elladan and Elrohir each took a closer look at the substance.
"Your right." Elrohir said surprised.
"and if your thinking what I think your thinking― " Elladan said gleefully
"―then the answer is yes." his twin finished enthusiastically. "That is if you mean that we switch the cleaning supplies for something else." the man just gave them a look that said I thought you knew me. Jumping to their feet they raised for the door, Elladan paused, however.
"Someone needs to stay here, just in case." he realized. "You two go…I'll stay and clean up the mess"
"thanks Bro." Elrohir said. Aragorn just grinned before taking off. Just half-an-hour later the others reappeared. Aragorn was holding a tiny bottle full of a very close match to the other substance.
"Perfect!" Elladan said, smiling broadly. "No one will know the difference."
TBC….
Hehehehe, I think that our boys might regret doing that later on! Reviews will be very much appreciated, though you guys spoil me as it is!
Review Responses:
The Phantom Dragon: *stuffs mouth full of cookies* hehehe you're the best! I have all this knew fun toys to play with ! Legolas is looking a bit pale at the thought though! Thanks so much for all your reviews!
alexinana75: Yes, Elrond and the twins are here! I bet you are glad to see them! Thanks.
imaginariamente: I love those bathtub scenes….Thanks, mellon-nin!
robinsmum: Thanks, again I don't to know what to say!
Eloshazzy: It is a good thing Aragorn is there to comfort him, though non of my stories will be slash.
Tigera79: Thanks! hehe, your right, you thought it could only get better, but well….
Firecracker27: How about this chapter, did you like it better? Lol
fe-chan13: Aragorn and the twins are getting some sleep now, they will be ok. Legolas really is a poor little elfling!
Csiwannabe99: Sorry, didn't start the chapter that way, but I have something like that planned in one of my future stories, so watch for it! Thanks for the idea!
Epic Elven Warrior Princess: thanks….! Torture stories are so fun….you should defiantly write it! I would read it!
Nightrunner144: wow, thanks mellon-nin! I am so glad you are addicted to this ;)
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