I'm trying to get rid of all that blank space at the end of the chapter. I have no idea why it's there.

Again, Slash, if you don't read slash, don't read it to torture yourself and then tell me I should die.

Eomer Speaks-

               "Do you understand?" Glorfindel asked as he picked up my sword and handed it to me. I nodded slightly although I was still a little unsure. I looked to Aragorn, as if waiting for him to say something. But he just stared towards the palace silently.

               Haldir stood in the background biting his lip. I embraced him one last time and gave him a soft kiss upon his rosy lips. He only smiled at me sadly.

               "Everything is going to be fine… you'll see." I whispered, promising him.

               I looked over to see Aragorn comforting Legolas the same way. In some way, I felt that Haldir and I were, at least, better off then they were. Aragorn would not stay like this forever, and there was little hope of them being together. I wondered if Legolas knew this.

               Glorfindel looked silently at Aragorn and me and smiled. "I need to know that you trust each other… because neither of you would get through tonight if you do not…"

               I looked to the stern man, studying him like I have been for the past few days. He gazed into my eyes and only honesty and determination shone. I saw a different person than that I had been serving for the past years. I saw a strong, fierce leader who was willing to fight for what he believed in. He held out his hand and I grasped it tightly to show that I trusted him.

               "Alright… then let us be off."

Haldir speaks-

               I watched as they walked off towards the quiet palace and the steps of my beloved grow fainter and his figure nearly out of my sight. I snapped my thoughts away as I thought briefly of following them. Sure, it may seem like a good idea, yet I did somehow anticipate what would trouble I could cause them.

               Legolas was frowning slightly as I turned to him. I could tell something was on his mind.

               "What is the matter?" I asked him.

               "… I do not think we will ever be together… not after all this…"

               I did not answer him, for I too was aware of their situation. I did not know why Legolas always seemed to suffer the painful end of things. Even happy times held nothing but sorrow for him.

               "… You really love him… don't you?"

               "… I do, but perhaps…" His face fell and he looked to me with a searching thought, "… perhaps it was not meant to be… not now."

               I saw the sadness in his eyes and sat down beside him. "It will all work out somehow, you'll see." I whispered, promising him. But truly, I could not see how it would.

               He shrugged slightly and looked towards the sky, "I hope so."

               We sat quietly for a while, talking about what we would do when we reached the havens. But voices stretched from afar. People have come to look for the two dead men. I opened my mouth in panic. Legolas quickly stood up and grabbed my wrist. We were soon running soundlessly through the forest.

               As we withdrew into a tightly knit grove, we heard voices only a few feet away. It was a trait of all elves to be silent enough when needed. Legolas suddenly stirred beside me as I noticed that he was pressing a hand to his mouth.

               "What is it?"

               He removed his hand, as I was shocked to see that blood dripped down his fingers. I wrapped an arm around my friend in an attempt to keep him from trembling. I could feel his thin body leaning against me and his bones crushing against my skin. He was so thin, just like all of us.

               Suddenly a blade came flying towards us and I quickly ducked away. Legolas struck the man that tried to grab him hard with a branch and started to run. I went after him as well but I was shoved against the ground hard as a pair of strong arms held me down.

               "Haldir!" Legolas quickly turned around and sprinted back.

               "Run!" I yelled as I tried to break free from the grasp.

Aragorn Speaks-

               "Shit!" I cursed as I looked towards the empty bed. The king was not there. I looked to Eomer who looked to Glorfindel, who had turned incredibly pale. The elf looked around intently and then muttered something.

               "What is it?" I questioned sharply. Glorfindel said nothing; he only sprung from the room and down the halls. Eomer and I followed him, not sure of where we were going. We sprinted through the palace till we reached the stables where so many soldiers were gearing up.

               "The journey… I forgot…" Glorfindel muttered, "Damn him! Now we will never get a clear shot of him with all these soldiers around."

               Eomer's eyes suddenly widened and nearly jumped from where we were standing. "What is it?" I asked but all he did was point. Glorfindel's hand suddenly grabbed his wrist and I looked to where he was pointing. Haldir was being shoved along by a very… large man. The elf's wrists were bound and he was bleeding slightly.

               "Let me go…" Eomer was saying, but Glorfindel had a good hold on him.

               "No… you can't do anything about it now… we have to wait." I could see a cold anger forming in Glorfindel's eyes as well but the elven lord was willing to remain calm.

               I watched for a few moments, quietly cursing at the way he was being treated until the thought finally hit me. Legolas, where was he? He is hurt… I could sense it.

 I looked to Glorfindel who, I could tell, was filled with worry. Things have definitely not turned out the way we had planned.

               "… Estel…" He was muttering, "Wait till the man turns the corner, then club him hard…"

               I nodded as the bulky man began to pull away from the crowd of soldiers and make his way towards the shadows of where we stood. There, I banged him hard against the wall and he was unconscious before he had time to yell out. Eomer caught Haldir in his arms and stripped the ropes from the elf's wrists. He tried to shake the elf awake but Haldir was deep in his dream.

               "We have to find Legolas…" I said as I stood up.

               "I agree… but we have to figure out what to do first." Glorfindel sighed. He was the only one that was not pressured by love duties so I trusted his judgment above my own or Eomer's. The golden haired elf shoved the body of the man into a dark area where no one would see then went to Haldir.

               He touched the elf upon his brow then called him.

               The elf stirred slightly and then looked up, "Legolas…" He moaned softly.

               "Do you know where he is?" I asked quickly. Glorfindel threw me a look that made me back away.

               "Legolas… he was wounded by a sword when he tried to save me…but he managed to get away." Haldir said as he straightened up, "I have to find him…" He pulled away from Eomer's arms and tried to stand. I could see that he was in a lot of pain but was trying his best to stay strong. I respected the elf so. He should never had to suffer through all this. Neither should Legolas.

               Glorfindel swore as he gave Haldir a hand in getting up. The Lorien elf looked towards me for a moment then frowned. He opened his mouth to say something, but decided that it was not the time or place.

               "Eomer take Haldir with you and go look for Legolas…" Glorfindel said softly.

Legolas Speaks-

               I ran as hard as I could but never before had I ever seen a man run so fast. The figure was gaining ground fast and I had a feeling that I was beginning to lose my way. I worried desperately about Haldir but there was no way I could have helped him.

               Suddenly I stumbled upon a root and nearly fell but my reflexes allowed me to stay standing. But it slowed me down enough for the man behind me to gain enough ground. He was only a few feet behind me now.

               Sharp pain cursed through me as I felt something hit my left leg. I hit the cold hard ground before I could stop my fall. Blood tore down my clothing as the sharp dart dug deep into my flesh.

               The figure looked at me from above and with that he reached for me…