Amnesia

By Jo March

Disclaimer: See chapter one.

Summary: Elrond decided to take a walk in the woods, and he receives a nasty knock on the head. This blow to the head results in a serious form of amnesia. Will Elrond ever be able to remember? How will his family cope with this news?

Chapter Three: Since When Did You Become Responsible?

"You're my children?" asked Elrond with a gulp.

"I know," said Arwen, "They tend to get a little rowdy. But it's not so bad after you get use to it." She gave Elrond a reassuring smile that was a little to innocent.

"I don't believe you just did that," Elladan gasped, a horrified look on his face.

"Did what?" asked Arwen, not having the slightest clue what her brother's were up to now. What new scheme could they be planning?

"I can't believe you just lied to Father, and with him not remembering a thing. I knew you lied sometimes, but I would have never guessed you would be this deceitful. I am very ashamed of you."

"Elladan, are you sure you're not the one with brain damage? I didn't lie! You're the one who's lying now. Isn't he Elrohir?"

"Well, I um..."

"Elrohir? Speak up, I don't think Father can hear you," said Arwen with her teeth clenched together. Giving Elrohir the death look

"Well, you are provocative, and we are a little rambunctious. I don't think you're lying, unless Elladan knows something we don't. Do you, Elladan?" Elrohir gave his brother a pleading look.

"I was just joking, of course. But I don't suppose it was at all proper. Arwen, Elrohir, I'm sorry. I sincerely apologize, for not being respectful of you or Father. I have things that need to be attended to, if you will excuse me I will be one my way." With that Elladan left the room, leave Elrohir and Arwen very confused. Elrond was a little confused too. One minute Elladan was acting like a sassy little tattletale telling on his sister for something she didn't do. Then the next moment he was acting like a responsible adult. Elrond head started hurting terribly, he had worn himself out by listening to this pointless bickering.

"Did I miss something here?" Elrond finally voice his question to the remaining two.

"I would really like to know the same thing," said Arwen, looking after her brother as he sauntered down the corridor.

"Then he's not like this all the time?"

"Hardly, I do not know if he'll ever grow up."

"You should talk," Arwen replied good naturally.

"Arwen, do you know what the words 'be quite' mean?"

"Yes I do, Mister talk like a dictionary. Not everybody's favorite book is the dictionary. Some people are normal, unlike you." With that Arwen the drama queen stormed out of Lord Elrond's study, nearly colliding with Gandalf. "Oh I am so sorry! I wasn't watching where I was going. Are you here to see Father, Gandalf?"

"Yes as a matter of fact I am. Is he up to seeing visitors yet?"

"I'm not sure. You do know that he has amnesia don't you?"

"No, I was told that he had been in an accident, and that he had sustained an injury to the head. But I did not know that his memory was gone, I will see what I can do."

"Oh, would you? Thank you so much. Elrohir is in there with him right now, I got feed up with him and left. Elladan is acting weird and responsible. Father is very quiet; I think he is still in some sort of pain, but as always he won't tell us." Arwen went on rambling nonsense, something she only did when she was scared or worried about someone or something. She hadn't noticed that they were headed in the opposite direction of Elrond's room.

"I've been meaning to tell you something, if you will be quiet for just a short while."

"Yes, sir?" Her curiosity was peeked. What could a wizard possibly want to talk to her about?

"I have some one here who wants to see you. I'm not sure if you want to see him or not." Arwen didn't pick up on the teasing tone Gandalf's voice had.

"Who would that be, Gandalf?" Arwen shot him a glance out of the corner of her eye.

"Well, go see for yourself." With that Aragorn stepped through the doorframe. She could hardly believe that this was real. Right when she needed him the most he was here, it only proved his love for her was real. She feet moved on their own accord, and the next thing she knew she was clasped in a tight embrace. Gandalf quietly stole out of the hall and left the lovers to themselves.

"Estel, why are you here? I thought that you were out helping the other Dúnadan." Arwen smiled up at her beloved, lost in his loving gaze.

"Are you sorry I came? I can leave if it would please milady." Aragorn smiled down at the beautiful elf he held in his arms.

"No, I am quiet please that you are here." She rested her head against the firm muscles in his chest and listened to the peaceful beating of his heart.

"In that case..." Aragorn bent down and claimed her lips as his own. Arwen was lost to the world, she belonged to the man she loved, he filled her every sense. They had to break the kiss to come up for a breath of air. "No, my love, not all of Imladris needs to see your fair face." He led her out to one of the vast garden's surrounding the great Elven city.

Gandalf hurried back towards Elrond's study. Elrond did not even remember knowing anyone named Gandalf at all, he did not, for fact, even remember his own name. He felt lost and alone. Gandalf knocked quietly on the heavy oaken door, and then walked in. He didn't immediately start to talk, he sat quietly and observed Elrond. Somewhere back in the depths of his lost memory Elrond felt that he somehow knew Gandalf and that they had been friends. Maybe someday he would be able to recall all lost thought. Someday, but when was that someday? Near or far it didn't really matter right now it wouldn't help him know when.

A/N: Short but sweet. Anyone know why Elladan is being so responsible? I do, mawhaha! You will just have to wait and find out. Ha! I got to add a little romance to this story. Spice things up a little bit this time. Peter Jackson jacked things up in the movie! A/A is just so sweet though. I will do three more chapter's tomorrow. I will leave the first draft up for you to compare if you like, it is not plagiarism. Please do not report me!