Chapter 12: ah ha

Arwen began to rummage through drawers; Jada started checking under the bed. Jada was honestly afraid to put her hand under there, especially when she found a dead mouse. A few minutes later Arwen said,

"Ah ha found it" .she was holding up a stack of papers triumphantly.

"Found what?" said Jada

Eyeing the pieces of parchment in Arwen's hands. One of which Arwen was reading her face grinning in response to the words.

"Well come on, what does it say?'" asked Jada curious. Unfortunately they were written in elvish so Jada couldn't read a word of it

"It's a love poem" said Arwen with a giggle.

"Why is that so funny?"said Jada

"Because it's the worst piece of prose I've ever read," laughed Arwen.

"Explains why he hid it," said Jada

"So who's it about?" asked Jada.

Arwen stopped laughing all of a sudden; looking at Jada with a look she couldn't read

"You" she said

"Me?" said Jada .she pointed a finger at her chest sounding surprised. Arwen was visibly stunned, as she flipped through the pages, each and every one was about Jada. Obviously Elrohir had it bad. Yeah they were the worst things ever written but they were all about one person and without a doubt that person was Jada.

"C'mon" said Arwen

Grabbing Jada's hand before she could protest and dragging her literally down the hallway.

"Arwen slow down!" said Jada

When she almost collided with several doorframes. Jada finally did get her to stop by grabbing a candle stand and jamming it sideways in the doorframe. Fortunately they had reached their destination.

"What is going on here?" said Elrond. He was coming out of Elrohir's temporary room. Arwen turned to her father and in quick Elvin said,

"I know why Elrohir is so depressed".

Elrond blinked at her in surprise, she had said it all in one breath. Jada was clinging to a doorframe trying to catch her breath, having been dragged from one end of the house to the other, and down several flights of stairs.

"Well" he prompted Arwen to continue, glancing at the out of breath Jada.

"He's in love but she doesn't know it," answered Arwen

"so who is she?' asked Elrond

"Bring her here then" said Elrond

"I just did" said Arwen. Jada was using the distraction to try and slink away because Arwen was acting weird, way weird. Elrond stopped Jada's exit by grabbing her arm and spinning her around to face him. Jada yelped in surprise, swallowing nervously as the Elvin lord looked her over quite closely.

"How do you know this?" he asked Arwen still keeping his grip on Jada.

"We found some bad poetry in Elrohir's room" answered Arwen

"Found?" said Elrond. Pursing his lips in irritation but chose to ignore what he thought she meant by found.

"Anyways" said Arwen not bothering to pause for breath again

"I thought if she talked to him, told him she cares he might recover" finished Arwen in a rush.

Elrond nodded sounded like a good idea, he was open to anything that might work right now. Jada would have run right then but Elrond's grip on her arm prevented that. Elrond fixed Jada with that stare of his and she swallowed. Damn elves could be intimidating when they wanted to be. He grabbed her other arm and pressed her back against the wall

"I want you to go in there and see if you can snap him out of it" said Elrond.

"Ok sure no problem" said Jada. She was willing to agree to anything at the moment just to get away from these people. He wasn't through yet

"Jada, if you upset him anymore than he already is, I promise you I will forget that I am a gentleman long enough to send you to the halls of mandos" he said his face real close to hers.

She swallowed and nodded that she understood, in other words she would get her ass kicked by Elrond. Jada was a good fighter, she usually didn't back down from a fight but this was one opponent she had no illusions about being able to take. The thought of fighting someone with as much experience as Elrond made her queasy. Arwen crossed her arms across her chest as if to say I'm next on that list. Oh great now the whole freaking family wants to kick my ass she thought. Elrond dragged Jada to the door and propelled her through closing it behind her and locking it.

Jada stood in the doorway for a few moments gazing at Elrohir. The man was lying in a pile of pillows and blankets. His skin was ashen in color. The blankets were pushed down to revel him bare to the waist. She took in the view umm nice, noting the toned muscles beneath that pale skin.

Oh yeah too bad he's sick, mental note to self get a piece as soon as he gets better. She walked slowly towards the bed he seemed to be staring at the ceiling. He wasn't sleeping at least his eyes weren't closed. His stare was unnerving though. She sat down on the edge of the bed

"Elrohir?" she said.

He didn't stir at all not even a blink. She waved her hand in front of his eyes, nothing. Now what? How am I supposed to talk to him if he ignores me? She glanced around the room. She spotted a pitcher and basin on the dresser, just like the one in her room. She walked over to it, the basin was empty but the pitcher was filled with ice-cold water.

Jada smiled wickedly "hope Elrond doesn't get mad at me for this" she murmured

. She picked up the pitcher and headed for the bed. She stood by his head called his name one last time, when he didn't respond she up ended the pitcher on his face. He sputtered instantly awake sat up coughing and swearing. She stood there waiting for him to finish.

"What the hell did you do that for?" he asked expecting to see Arwen or his father. He froze when he realized it was Jada standing by his bed.

"About time you stopped ignoring me" said Jada

"Why in the world did you dump water on me?" he asked wiping droplets of water from his face.

Damn that water was cold.

"Cause you were ignoring me" she answered

"I was not I was sleeping" he stated sounding offended

"With your eyes open?" she said wryly.

"Yes all elves sleep with their eyes open," he stated

"Oh! Oops sorry then" she answered.

He sat the rest of the way up slowly

"So why are you here?" he asked,

"I was worried about a friend" she responded,

"You were worried about me?" he said

"Yes why is that so hard to believe?" she asked,

"Because I thought you and Legolas were" he said

Then he stopped not knowing how to finish that statement

"Me and Legolas? What about us?" she asked

Not really knowing what he meant

"I thought he was.. Your choice" he said looking down at his lap

"Elrohir I haven't made any kind of choice yet, me and Legolas are just friends that's all "she said

Elrohir frowned that's not the way it looked to him

"One does not kiss ones friends on the lips" he said. So that's what this was all about he saw us in the garden

"You're jealous" she stated matter of factly. She was deliberately baiting him.

"You mock me lady" he said sounding angry

"Elrohir I would never mock you, unless you wrote me some absolutely horrible love letter and tried to sing it to me or something" she said grinning.

He winced and reminded himself to burn those poems before anyone else saw them

"So how are you feeling?" she asked flashing him a warm smile.

He suddenly found it hard to talk; she grinned at his expense and looked down. It was then she noticed his now wet white sheets were see through and clinging to certain parts. She shifted damn he was hot, why do all these elves have to look so damn good.