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Summary: AU Legolas sacrifices himself to save Aragorn but he doesn't know someone else did the same thing.

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Consequences

Chapter 7

The lord of Imladris was in an outrage when only one of his sons arrived home from the search. He knew he shouldn't have let Aragorn go with them. "What do you mean Estel is missing?" he demanded from his returned child. "W…well he...I…he" Elrohir began, experiencing a lot of trouble doing so. "He wandered off, after being by angered by our suggestions that he go home" Glorfindel intervened.

Glorfindel was also feeling the guilt of the missing Aragorn, for it was he that told Elrohir to let him go. The remaining prince was grateful for the help he had received. He hated the idea of being the one to inform his father that another one of his children could not be found. "We looked for him, for both of them, but to no avail." Elrond's advisor and friend continued.

The elf lord tensed at his friend's words. This is what he had prayed for not to happen. "Fine, we'll send more parties out at first light, for it is too dark to find any leads as to where either of them may be." The Peredhil then proceeded to leave the gates of Rivendell, where he had met the smaller group returning, to go to his study.

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"Lock him up, and what the hell is he doing in that cell, return him to his own." Thartel bellowed angrily. "Yes milord, right away milord" an older man who went by the name of Pityon. "Don't patronize me Pityon" Thartel snapped at the man who was just trying to do his job. "I'm sorry sir, it will not happen again." He looked genuinely scared for his life. He opened a cell door and led Aragorn into it. Aragorn was still to shocked to do anything except let his mouth hang open at the sight of his brother and his friend locked up.

Pityon then walked over to the cell that both Elladan and Legolas occupied. He opened the door and took Legolas' arm and began to pull him out. To the old man's surprise Legolas did not try to escape either. For this Pityon was happy. Satisfied Thartel and his guards left the room. The defence men positioned themselves outside the door that led into this prison. Pityon also left.

"Wha.. h…how" Legolas couldn't even form the word in his mouth to make the sentence he was dying to know the answer to. "What are you doing here?" Elladan finished for him. He was also stunned at the sight of his younger brother being here, but he wasn't about to let that stop him from finding out why.

"I was about to ask you the same question" Aragorn replied as a jest. "Estel, I'm in no mood for your jokes, now answer the question." Elladan hissed, he was very angry to see the Dunedin here and he was in to much pain to argue. "Actually, I'm not quite sure. He acted as if I should know him, but I can't place his face."

"He lied, he lied. I should have been smarter and saw through him. I'm so stupid" Legolas stated. "Worry not, Legolas we were both deceived." " But it doesn't change anything, Aragorn is still here, and we were still captured…and… I mean look at you Elladan, it looks as if you've been used as target practise." At those words the Rivendell price let out a small bit of laughter. "And what pray tell, is funny about the situation we are in" "Well Legolas, I have been" and with that he continued laughing. At first the blonde elf was confused, but he caught on to what his friend meant. "That is not humorous Elladan".

Aragorn had watched this conversation unfold, and was bewildered the entire time. But he reached a point where he couldn't take it anymore. "Enough" he yelled. "I've had enough, I have now joined you in this situation, that you Elladan seem to find very funny, and I still know naught about it. Please for the sake of the Valar tell me" he finished.

"Okay, Estel you better brace yourself because this is going to be a long story and a long night." Elladan started, for he was the only one who knew the whole story.

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Elrond had been in his study for a while now, and his son was getting worried. Elrohir made his way to where his father was and knocked on the door. The knock was so soft that only the sharp elven ears could have heard it.

"Enter, Elrohir" said the concerned elven lord. His son was obedient and opened the door. Elrohir had changed out of his tunic and leggings that he had worn searching, into a fancier navy blue set and a long burgundy robe.

"How did you know it was me?" the dark haired prince asked his father. "Father's instinct" "Really?" "Well that and I also know how a guilty conscience works" Elrohir remained quiet waiting for his father to continue. "Glorfindel was here earlier and he explained how Estel going missing was his fault. That elf takes to much blame on his shoulders, don't you think?" Elrond jested hoping to lift his son's spirit, if not his own.

"Yes he does" Elrohir said in a surprisingly serious tone. It surprised Elrond because he was usually very vibrant and full of life. "What is it that bothers you my son" the Peredhil asked very concerned, like any parent would be.

"Glorfindel is not to be blamed for Estel being missing. For it is I that deserve the weight on my shoulders." He began the tears starting to come down his pale face. "What do you mean Elrohir?" Elrohir would not answer. That only sound that came from him was his laboured breathing and the hiccups that it caused.

"Please Elrohir, speak to me" the older elf begged his son. "I can not help you if you if I no not what is troubling you. "It is my fault that Estel is missing, I do not deserve your help." "You are my son, you deserve everything you need and more". "No stop, I don't deserve anything, especially being your son. What I deserve is to be condemned. It was my words that angered him. It was because of me that Aragorn left and now might be dead or injured somewhere we can not find."

"Elrohir, fear not, it is not your fault you brother likes to wander off" Elrond said trying to make his son feel better. "Stop it Ada, do not try to make me blind to the truth. It is my fault my words hurt him and he left. If he is dead it will have been because I was careless and inconsiderate and…I …" "Shh my son, it is not your fault" Elrond cooed as he brought Elrohir into a loving embrace.

"Tye-mela" (I love you). Upon hearing his father's words the elf pushed away from the eldar. "Why…how can you love me? How can you love the reason Estel is gone? I'm probably the reason Elladan is no longer here either." Elrohir backed away from his concerned parent. The tears were coming down heavy and hard now. The lord of Imladris was getting increasingly worried about his son.

Elrond went to walk over to his tearful child because he looked very unstable on his own. But he was to late. Elrohir collapsed on the floor of the study. The elf ran to his son's side. Elrond picked up Elrohirs limp form and cradled his head in his arms. The younger one's eyes had rolled to the back of his head.

"Glorfindel, Erestor anybody" Elrond cried for anyone who could help his son. Glorfindel ran to the room that his friend had called from and went pale at the sight. Elrond was kneeling on the ground holding Elrohir's unconscious body, his tears falling on his son. "You have to help him Glorfindel, you have to" "I will milord, I will do everything I can, and so will everyone else." He just secretly hoped to himself that they weren't to late.