A/N: I'm really really really sorry about the delay. I had to contend with
the 'after exams grounding' (except English..yay 97!) a nasty bout of
scarlet fever (stupid doctors.cant even diagnose strep throat.hence the
doctor bashing in this chapter.they think everything can be solved with
some fluids.grr.) I want to say thanks to Leslie Mercer for the idea on a
Gimli location, but I was getting board with the 'In this chapter we
meet.' thing, and decided to change it around a little.hope ya like it.let
me know in a REVIEW!
Waiting Rooms and Fathering Elves
For the fith time in an hour Legolas stood up and peered through the double doors, looking for any sign of the doctors that would bring him news of Aragorn, or in this case, Adam King. Legolas prayed that he hadn't woken up and panicked. Legolas wanted no more than to just get Aragorn home where he could make sense of the situation. If the doctors just thought he had low blood sugar and just passed out, Aragorn could sign himself out today. If he started creaming about a Dark Lord and hobbits.well Legolas didn't want to think about the repercussions.
Seeing no sign of the doctor, he sat down. 'Hospital waiting rooms had to be the most horrible place in the world,' he thought. 'I'd rather be in Moria,' with a shudder Legolas tried to draw his thoughts elsewhere. Two young interns were talking exitedly just out of earshot of a human. Legolas' elven ears though, could easily pick up their conversation.
"They found him in a construction site, they think he fell, but none of the other workers knew him."
He doesn't look like the construction type, he's a dwarf."
"Luis! You know your supposed to say 'little person'!"
" I know it, yes, but he started yelling about wizards and something about orks.maybe he meant oars..or oaks. either way, he was very clear he wanted to be called a dwarf."
"Orks? Oh great, not only crazy, but a Lord of the Rings junkie, too? He'll be interesting."
" I don't know about crazy, Dr. Gatehouse thinks he will relax after he gets some fluids in him, dehydration, he says."
" Good, so where are they keeping him, I want a look."
"Room 804, at least until someone comes to claim him or he signs himself out."
" The sooner the better."
Legolas' eyes were wide with shock. What was going on here? Was the whole fellowship coming back? He was up and running towards the 800 hallway before he gave his questions a second thought. As soon as he passed through the doors though, he ran straight into the doctor he had been waiting for the whole time.
" Ah, Mr. Greenleaf. Your, uh, friend,' he said with a slight smile, 'will be ready for you to see him in about 10 minutes. He's free to sign himself out anytime. You'll find him in room 810."
With a slight scowl at the implied words, Legolas curtly nodded and waiting until the doctor was gone. As soon as he was out of sight, Legolas broke into a run for Gimil's room. Aragorn could wait.
When he arrived the sight in front of him was almost comical. Almost. Gimli was secured to the bed buy his arms, legs and chest. This great warrior that had taken on trolls, orks, uruk-hai, and other things that would have depleted the courage of lesser soul was drawn back from a heavy set nurse who was trying to convince him an IV was nothing to be afraid of. Legolas tapped politely on the door and stepped inside. The nurse and Gimli both looked at him. Clearing his throat, Legolas summoned his most charming voice.
"Excuse me miss. They told me that I could find my father here."
"Father! Why I'd rather marry an ork than father an Elf!" Gimlis' pride betrayed his shock and he called out from the bed.
"Hush. Shhh. Its okay dad, your going home!" Legolas turned and addressed Gimli with a discrete wink. Turning back to the nurse he said, " You'll have to excuse him, he has Alzheimer's and hasn't taken his medication. You see. he wandered away from the house some time in the night. We've just been so worried." Legolas hoped that he looked forlorn.
"Aw, hunny. He'll be alright in your care, just make sure he cant get out. Try putting different locks on."
"I'll be sure to. I just hope it never happens again."
"I'm sure it won't. His garments are over on the chair when he's ready to leave." With an encouraging pat on his arm, she walked away. Legolas' shoulders noticeably slouched with relief.
"BLASTED ELF! WHAT'S GOING ---"
"Shh!" Legolas demanded sharply. "Put your clothes back on, go back out the way you came, and when you see a lady at a table, tell her you want to sign yourself out. She's going to give you a funny looking stick. Write your name in the common tongue on the space she shows you with the pointed end. Then stay in the room and wait for me. I have to go get Aragorn. When you see us come out, don't acknowledge us, but follow us. I can't really be seen leaving with a group of patience without them being slightly suspicious." 'All kinds of crazy people in New York, who knows what they would think,' he added to himself.
"Crazy Elf," Gimli muttered, but he seemed to understand.
Legolas' mind was buzzing with confusion, unanswerable questions and stress as he left Gimlis' room and hurried to Aragorns. When he walked in he was greeted by the site of Aragorn fastening his belt.
"Legolas," Aragorn said with a strange urgency, " The hobbits are here."
Legolas felt the buzzing in his head become a nearly deafening roar.
A/N: OK so that's it for this chapter. Review Review. Quick question..anyone mind if I add a little humor in the next chapter? I only ask because I added a funny scene to a mostly serious fic before and got my head chewed off for it. Let me know.
Waiting Rooms and Fathering Elves
For the fith time in an hour Legolas stood up and peered through the double doors, looking for any sign of the doctors that would bring him news of Aragorn, or in this case, Adam King. Legolas prayed that he hadn't woken up and panicked. Legolas wanted no more than to just get Aragorn home where he could make sense of the situation. If the doctors just thought he had low blood sugar and just passed out, Aragorn could sign himself out today. If he started creaming about a Dark Lord and hobbits.well Legolas didn't want to think about the repercussions.
Seeing no sign of the doctor, he sat down. 'Hospital waiting rooms had to be the most horrible place in the world,' he thought. 'I'd rather be in Moria,' with a shudder Legolas tried to draw his thoughts elsewhere. Two young interns were talking exitedly just out of earshot of a human. Legolas' elven ears though, could easily pick up their conversation.
"They found him in a construction site, they think he fell, but none of the other workers knew him."
He doesn't look like the construction type, he's a dwarf."
"Luis! You know your supposed to say 'little person'!"
" I know it, yes, but he started yelling about wizards and something about orks.maybe he meant oars..or oaks. either way, he was very clear he wanted to be called a dwarf."
"Orks? Oh great, not only crazy, but a Lord of the Rings junkie, too? He'll be interesting."
" I don't know about crazy, Dr. Gatehouse thinks he will relax after he gets some fluids in him, dehydration, he says."
" Good, so where are they keeping him, I want a look."
"Room 804, at least until someone comes to claim him or he signs himself out."
" The sooner the better."
Legolas' eyes were wide with shock. What was going on here? Was the whole fellowship coming back? He was up and running towards the 800 hallway before he gave his questions a second thought. As soon as he passed through the doors though, he ran straight into the doctor he had been waiting for the whole time.
" Ah, Mr. Greenleaf. Your, uh, friend,' he said with a slight smile, 'will be ready for you to see him in about 10 minutes. He's free to sign himself out anytime. You'll find him in room 810."
With a slight scowl at the implied words, Legolas curtly nodded and waiting until the doctor was gone. As soon as he was out of sight, Legolas broke into a run for Gimil's room. Aragorn could wait.
When he arrived the sight in front of him was almost comical. Almost. Gimli was secured to the bed buy his arms, legs and chest. This great warrior that had taken on trolls, orks, uruk-hai, and other things that would have depleted the courage of lesser soul was drawn back from a heavy set nurse who was trying to convince him an IV was nothing to be afraid of. Legolas tapped politely on the door and stepped inside. The nurse and Gimli both looked at him. Clearing his throat, Legolas summoned his most charming voice.
"Excuse me miss. They told me that I could find my father here."
"Father! Why I'd rather marry an ork than father an Elf!" Gimlis' pride betrayed his shock and he called out from the bed.
"Hush. Shhh. Its okay dad, your going home!" Legolas turned and addressed Gimli with a discrete wink. Turning back to the nurse he said, " You'll have to excuse him, he has Alzheimer's and hasn't taken his medication. You see. he wandered away from the house some time in the night. We've just been so worried." Legolas hoped that he looked forlorn.
"Aw, hunny. He'll be alright in your care, just make sure he cant get out. Try putting different locks on."
"I'll be sure to. I just hope it never happens again."
"I'm sure it won't. His garments are over on the chair when he's ready to leave." With an encouraging pat on his arm, she walked away. Legolas' shoulders noticeably slouched with relief.
"BLASTED ELF! WHAT'S GOING ---"
"Shh!" Legolas demanded sharply. "Put your clothes back on, go back out the way you came, and when you see a lady at a table, tell her you want to sign yourself out. She's going to give you a funny looking stick. Write your name in the common tongue on the space she shows you with the pointed end. Then stay in the room and wait for me. I have to go get Aragorn. When you see us come out, don't acknowledge us, but follow us. I can't really be seen leaving with a group of patience without them being slightly suspicious." 'All kinds of crazy people in New York, who knows what they would think,' he added to himself.
"Crazy Elf," Gimli muttered, but he seemed to understand.
Legolas' mind was buzzing with confusion, unanswerable questions and stress as he left Gimlis' room and hurried to Aragorns. When he walked in he was greeted by the site of Aragorn fastening his belt.
"Legolas," Aragorn said with a strange urgency, " The hobbits are here."
Legolas felt the buzzing in his head become a nearly deafening roar.
A/N: OK so that's it for this chapter. Review Review. Quick question..anyone mind if I add a little humor in the next chapter? I only ask because I added a funny scene to a mostly serious fic before and got my head chewed off for it. Let me know.