Lost
Disclaimer: I don't own any of this, it all belongs to Tolkien. No money is being made from it.
A/N: Thanks to Trin for helping me out with a couple of tough lines in this chappie. (the breast feeding one is hers)
On with the fic!
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Elrohir and Legolas dashed forward as Aragorn slumped over, but didn't quite manage to catch him before he fell. Elrohir knelt by the Ranger's side, and quickly checked for injuries.
It didn't take him long to see the deep gash across Aragorn's right thigh. "Elladan, he's bleeding pretty badly here, get my pack."
Elladan absently handed the little hobbit to Legolas, who held her away from his body, as one might hold a particularly smelly skunk. She regarded him with wide green eyes, and sniffled again.
Grabbing Elrohir's pack, the older twin quickly knelt down beside the unconscious human. He pressed his palm down on Aragorns thigh, hitting a pressure point, and slowing the bleeding while Elrohir cut away a section of Aragorn's breeches.
"Ugh, poison!" Indeed, there was a thick black goo seeping out of the wound, and the skin around it was already red and inflamed. "This is going to take some work, Legolas. Why don't you see if you can get our little friend there cleaned up a bit."
Legolas gave Elladan a dirty look, but dutifully carried her off to a nearby stream.
Her little dress was filthy dirty, and torn in several places, and her face was streaked with dirt and tears. She had pretty golden curls, but they were matted against her head in a hopeless knot.
Legolas sat down on a rock, and set her on his knee. She looked up at him with wide green eyes, and sniffed softly. The elf sighed, and dug around in his pack, coming up with a handkerchief. He held it against her nose and said, "Blow."
She blew. Hard.
Legolas regarded his now soaking handkerchief with a look of disgust, and dropped it in the stream to rinse out.
"What's your name?" The little hobbit looked up at him curiously.
"Legolas." He was more than a little annoyed about being bitten and snotted on all in one morning, so his reply was a little curt.
She didn't seem to notice, however. "Le...Leg...Leg..."
"Lay-go-las"
"Leg...Lego...."
"Lay-go-las"
"Lego." She looked at him cheerfully.
"Lay-go-las"
"Lego."
Legolas gave up. If she wanted call him Lego, that was fine. It wasn't like he was going to have to put up with it for long. "What is your name?"
"Posie."
"Well, Posie, you're filthy dirty, you look as though you've been rolling in the mud."
~*~
It took quite a lot of work, but eventually the Twins got the bleeding to stop.
Elrohir gently cleaned out the wound with an athelas solution, while Elladan prepared a tea that would counteract any poison that might remain in Aragorn's system.
As the younger twin finished bandaging the wound, Aragorn began to moan softly, turning his head back and forth restlessly.
"Shhhh, Estel. Everything is fine." Elrohir laid a soothing hand on his brother's brow.
Aragorn opened his eyes wearily, and tried to focus on Elrohir. His head was pounding, and he felt ill. "Wha..What happened?"
"Is he awake?" Elladan turned to face his brothers.
"Yes, I am awake. Why does my head hurt?"
"You were cut by a poisoned blade. I managed to clean most of the poison from the wound, but I fear some of it may still be in your body. Elladan has prepared a tea that will counteract it."
Aragorn grimaced, "I suppose you're going to 'help' me drink too, aren't you."
Elladan grinned, and gently propped Aragorn up with one arm, holding the steaming cup to his lips. "Yup."
Aragorn sighed, and took a gulp of the tea, knowing from experience that it was best to just get it over with, rather than sip it bit by bit. As he swallowed the last of the bitter draught, a thought occured to him. "Where is Legolas, and the little hobbit?"
Elladan set the empty cup on the ground, and gently lowered his brother down onto a sleeping roll. "Legolas is giving her a bath. Elrohir, can you watch Estel while I go check on them?"
"Of course." Elrohir settled beside the Ranger, who was dozing off as the tea quickly took effect.
Elladan rose gracefully, and headed down toward the stream.
~*~
It had been surprisingly easy to bathe Posie. She was about the size of an elven infant, and very cooperative in the washing up part. She'd even showed him how to work the fastenings on her dress, as female clothing was largely unfamiliar to Legolas.
She was now staying close by, and playing in the stream. Legolas finished mending her little dress with patches he cut from the hem of his cloak while she jumped at the tiny silver fish that darted between her fingers.
It was this amusingly domestic scene that greeted Elladan when he arrived to check on the pair.
"Will you be breast feeding as well, Legolas?"
Legolas spun around, glaring at Elladan. "Very funny." He deliberately turned his head away from the older twin, and called to the hobbit. "Posie, come out of the water now. You'll catch a cold."
She bounced out of the water, with the eternal cheer that all hobbits seem to possess, and ran toward the two elves.
Legolas helped her back into her dress, and fastened the buttons up the back. "Let's go back to the camp now."
She raised her arms in the air, "Will you carry me Lego?"
Legolas smiled, and scooped her up with one arm. As they walked back, Legolas turned to Elladan, "How is Strider?"
"He'll be fine, with a little time and some rest, he'll be as good as new."
~*~
The Twins and Legolas spent a cheerful afternoon playing games with Posie. None of them had quite the heart to tell her of her father's fate just yet. So, while Aragorn slept comfortably, they tossed pinecones around and told the little hobbit lass stories until she dozed off as the sun was setting.
Not long after the sun dipped below the horizon, a low rumble made all three elves jump to their feet in fear.
"Troll!"
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TBC
uhm... yeah :) Please don't kill me!
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More A/N
Sparx: Please don't kill me, I can't write if you kill me! *puts on armor* I want to liiiiiiiive!!
Nikki: lol, glad you're enjoying! Keep reading!
Sake Girl Duelist: LMAO!! Hobbit rabies!! I don't think so.. But Aragorn isn't feeling to well right now.
Dragonsgirl22: Thanks for the review! I'm glad I made you laugh, keep reading!
Hex of the Unseelie: Thanks for reading Taken, I really had fun writing it. Keep reading and reviewing this one too!!
I love you guys soooooooo much! Thanks for the reviews!!
XOXO
Cor
Disclaimer: I don't own any of this, it all belongs to Tolkien. No money is being made from it.
A/N: Thanks to Trin for helping me out with a couple of tough lines in this chappie. (the breast feeding one is hers)
On with the fic!
~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~
Elrohir and Legolas dashed forward as Aragorn slumped over, but didn't quite manage to catch him before he fell. Elrohir knelt by the Ranger's side, and quickly checked for injuries.
It didn't take him long to see the deep gash across Aragorn's right thigh. "Elladan, he's bleeding pretty badly here, get my pack."
Elladan absently handed the little hobbit to Legolas, who held her away from his body, as one might hold a particularly smelly skunk. She regarded him with wide green eyes, and sniffled again.
Grabbing Elrohir's pack, the older twin quickly knelt down beside the unconscious human. He pressed his palm down on Aragorns thigh, hitting a pressure point, and slowing the bleeding while Elrohir cut away a section of Aragorn's breeches.
"Ugh, poison!" Indeed, there was a thick black goo seeping out of the wound, and the skin around it was already red and inflamed. "This is going to take some work, Legolas. Why don't you see if you can get our little friend there cleaned up a bit."
Legolas gave Elladan a dirty look, but dutifully carried her off to a nearby stream.
Her little dress was filthy dirty, and torn in several places, and her face was streaked with dirt and tears. She had pretty golden curls, but they were matted against her head in a hopeless knot.
Legolas sat down on a rock, and set her on his knee. She looked up at him with wide green eyes, and sniffed softly. The elf sighed, and dug around in his pack, coming up with a handkerchief. He held it against her nose and said, "Blow."
She blew. Hard.
Legolas regarded his now soaking handkerchief with a look of disgust, and dropped it in the stream to rinse out.
"What's your name?" The little hobbit looked up at him curiously.
"Legolas." He was more than a little annoyed about being bitten and snotted on all in one morning, so his reply was a little curt.
She didn't seem to notice, however. "Le...Leg...Leg..."
"Lay-go-las"
"Leg...Lego...."
"Lay-go-las"
"Lego." She looked at him cheerfully.
"Lay-go-las"
"Lego."
Legolas gave up. If she wanted call him Lego, that was fine. It wasn't like he was going to have to put up with it for long. "What is your name?"
"Posie."
"Well, Posie, you're filthy dirty, you look as though you've been rolling in the mud."
~*~
It took quite a lot of work, but eventually the Twins got the bleeding to stop.
Elrohir gently cleaned out the wound with an athelas solution, while Elladan prepared a tea that would counteract any poison that might remain in Aragorn's system.
As the younger twin finished bandaging the wound, Aragorn began to moan softly, turning his head back and forth restlessly.
"Shhhh, Estel. Everything is fine." Elrohir laid a soothing hand on his brother's brow.
Aragorn opened his eyes wearily, and tried to focus on Elrohir. His head was pounding, and he felt ill. "Wha..What happened?"
"Is he awake?" Elladan turned to face his brothers.
"Yes, I am awake. Why does my head hurt?"
"You were cut by a poisoned blade. I managed to clean most of the poison from the wound, but I fear some of it may still be in your body. Elladan has prepared a tea that will counteract it."
Aragorn grimaced, "I suppose you're going to 'help' me drink too, aren't you."
Elladan grinned, and gently propped Aragorn up with one arm, holding the steaming cup to his lips. "Yup."
Aragorn sighed, and took a gulp of the tea, knowing from experience that it was best to just get it over with, rather than sip it bit by bit. As he swallowed the last of the bitter draught, a thought occured to him. "Where is Legolas, and the little hobbit?"
Elladan set the empty cup on the ground, and gently lowered his brother down onto a sleeping roll. "Legolas is giving her a bath. Elrohir, can you watch Estel while I go check on them?"
"Of course." Elrohir settled beside the Ranger, who was dozing off as the tea quickly took effect.
Elladan rose gracefully, and headed down toward the stream.
~*~
It had been surprisingly easy to bathe Posie. She was about the size of an elven infant, and very cooperative in the washing up part. She'd even showed him how to work the fastenings on her dress, as female clothing was largely unfamiliar to Legolas.
She was now staying close by, and playing in the stream. Legolas finished mending her little dress with patches he cut from the hem of his cloak while she jumped at the tiny silver fish that darted between her fingers.
It was this amusingly domestic scene that greeted Elladan when he arrived to check on the pair.
"Will you be breast feeding as well, Legolas?"
Legolas spun around, glaring at Elladan. "Very funny." He deliberately turned his head away from the older twin, and called to the hobbit. "Posie, come out of the water now. You'll catch a cold."
She bounced out of the water, with the eternal cheer that all hobbits seem to possess, and ran toward the two elves.
Legolas helped her back into her dress, and fastened the buttons up the back. "Let's go back to the camp now."
She raised her arms in the air, "Will you carry me Lego?"
Legolas smiled, and scooped her up with one arm. As they walked back, Legolas turned to Elladan, "How is Strider?"
"He'll be fine, with a little time and some rest, he'll be as good as new."
~*~
The Twins and Legolas spent a cheerful afternoon playing games with Posie. None of them had quite the heart to tell her of her father's fate just yet. So, while Aragorn slept comfortably, they tossed pinecones around and told the little hobbit lass stories until she dozed off as the sun was setting.
Not long after the sun dipped below the horizon, a low rumble made all three elves jump to their feet in fear.
"Troll!"
~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~
TBC
uhm... yeah :) Please don't kill me!
~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~
More A/N
Sparx: Please don't kill me, I can't write if you kill me! *puts on armor* I want to liiiiiiiive!!
Nikki: lol, glad you're enjoying! Keep reading!
Sake Girl Duelist: LMAO!! Hobbit rabies!! I don't think so.. But Aragorn isn't feeling to well right now.
Dragonsgirl22: Thanks for the review! I'm glad I made you laugh, keep reading!
Hex of the Unseelie: Thanks for reading Taken, I really had fun writing it. Keep reading and reviewing this one too!!
I love you guys soooooooo much! Thanks for the reviews!!
XOXO
Cor