A/N Do not worry peeps... Btw, from now on it's will be a bit less about Aragorn's sorrow, like last chap, though it will still be about it at some places. Luv Jane

Oh Yeah, it might be a good idear, if you like this, to read the original (first) story of Facing the Shadows, which is: Loss Of The Light. This story is a prequal of that one and I am busy writing chapters of the sequal as well. (Yeah, it's the Facing The Shadows triology :D LOL), so....

FTS - You Win Some, You Lose Some, is kinda the first part

FTS - Loss Of The Light, is the story I have written first, though it is now the second part

FTS - Together Forever?, is the third part

R&R all of them :D, just login my authorpage : Jane Heartilly is tha name, it'll be easier to find them there :D

So, R&R then, Luv Jane





2. Save With You



Blue eyes stared upon the broken Ranger, tears wrecked his face and now he looked startled to the hooded person before him. A smile crept upon the person's face, though concern and sadness were there clearly as well.

"Aragorn, it pains me to see you this way after so many seasons" the person drew the hood of his head and his face could be clearly seen now. "Teranon asked me to come, though he fears he may have done wrongly".

"Legolas!" The man's face cleared as he took the elf swiftly into his embrace. "Nay my friend, he has not done wrongly, My heart lightens now you are here..." he looked Legolas in the face, pretending as if nothing were amiss. Instead of another happy pair of eyes, he found strong and piercing ones, though still kind and gentle, "I know of Lady Arwen Estel, do not hide your feelings for me, I know you far too well".

Tears welled up behind the Ranger's eyes, "Arwen always knew such things as well" he thought. "I miss her terribly Legolas, even though things had not gone quite so well" he spoke, a few tears running down his face.

"I came here to support thy Estel, you are my bestest friend, I cannot leave you to your misery and to perish of a broken heart" Legolas gave a warming smile as he seated himself on the bed, motioning for Aragorn to do the same. "Lift your spirits my friend, tell me what thoughts have occupied your mind and have troubled your heart".

Aragorn sat down a little uneasy, "Where am I too start? I trust Legolas...though it is strange to speak of such personal and agonizing feelings to another. I will try though, he has came all the way here for me... It does not surprise me though, I know he would do as such for me, like I would do for him..." he thought.

"I....I just don't know how to go on Legolas, my heart feels broken... As you might've known by mine and Arwen's letters to you, things have not gone as well as they used too...we parted with anger in our hearts....." the man fell silent, "I never felt like this Legolas, all seems so empty, not many things can lighten my heart anymore...though your arrival here has been one of those rare things. I...I am broken and so many tears have fallen, you must think me weakly, as my kingdom probably does...." Aragorn lowered his gaze, staring at the ground, watching his tears fall and scatter across the marmer floor.

Legolas sighed within himself, the man was far worse he had expected...or hoped. He moved his long and slender finger towards Aragorn's face and tilted it up, so their eyes met once more.

"My friend, I do not, nor will I ever, think weakly of you... You are a strong man, and tears do not weaken your soul, keeping your problems to yourself and suffering by them is foolish and makes one weak." Legolas thought a moment, he now had called himself weak, for he was too stubborn to show his true feeling to anyone, except once...to Lea...

Legolas had gone through the same, more or less, he had lost the one woman he had loved with all his heart, the one who he could be himself with, the one whom knew his feelings, for he showed them to her. Almost fading to darkness of a broken heart and broken body, he had managed to survive and now, his heart was to be broken again.. He loved one so much, though he knew that that one could never return his feelings...

He shook his mind off it, this was not the time to think of his own agony, he had travelled all the way from Mirkwood for his friend, not for himself.

"Aragorn, spill your emotions with me, they will be safe and I will not damage your trust... let me help you" the elf had whispered the last words as he symbolically reached out his hand for the Ranger to take it and his help.

Aragorn stared the hand for a while, then took it. He practically fell into the embrace of his friend, crying his eyes out. Legolas just sat there, holding his friend and whispering elvish words of comfort to his human friend. His heart ached at his friend's agony, as it did of his own.

"My life is over Legolas, I do not want to keep on living without Arwen, though we argued often...I Do Not Want To Lose Her....." Aragorn swallowed his tears away, "I Did not...". Legolas hushed him, "Arwen lives on in everything around you Aragorn, the tree's, the river, the birds and all of us. She will always be here, wanting you to keep on living.

Aragorn had finally fallen to sleep, he had been crying for over hours, telling Legolas what bothered him so. Legolas had heard his words with much pain in his heart and replied to them with words of wisdom and comfort.

The elf sighed as he carefully stroked Aragorn's hair out of his face, "All will be well my friend, the greatest grief has now been spilled. Now you will learn to accept your....beloved has passed on".

He turned Aragorn, so he layed on his back on his bed. Slowly Legolas pulled the blancets over the king. He was exhausted, Legolas knew.

*~*~*~*

Days of sorrow went by, many tears were spent, from Aragorn and from Legolas. Aragorn shared them with his friend often, yet Legolas shed them alone. One heart was mending, the other one breaking slow and painfull.

"I am thankfull you have given me so much understanding" Aragorn spoke one day. Legolas merily nodded at the words, he seemed distant to the man.

"But perhaps it is time I give you some of mine, you seem to grow distant of me and all around you Prince Greenleaf" The Ranger turned his head so he could look the elf directly in the eye.

"'T is nothing Estel, your grief has only affected me a bit" Legolas spoke softly, not looking the man in the eyes.

A silence fell between the two males, "I miss her too Legolas and I know you do as well" Aragorn suddenly spoke. Legolas lifted his head so he could look at the young king and his blue eyes seemed to become fogged, then he nodded a little absent while he turned his face away once more.

Aragorn felt as if he had said something wrong, as if he had hurted his friends feelings deeply, yet did not understand why. "You okay?" he then simply asked, as if he was just a mere child.

Again the elf nodded, still absent and staring into the grass.

Aragorn shook his head, not knowing what had happend to his friend in the last weeks. Aragorn himself had grown more and more to the fact Arwen was gone and he felt peace with it, though sometimes he felt the grief strike him, but such were only moments.





A/N I know I know, ever so boring chapter, but I need to get this over with. Now I can start with the parts I really want to start with. LOL

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