Hi again. Ok, I told you all that I was going to b away for a while because our internet was being changed, but there has been a slight alteration of the plans and guess what? I'm back. And I don't thin I'll be going anywhere for a while.

In my last update I said that I didn't think anybody would miss me but you all said that you would and that you love this story and can't wait for an update. I was very happy to see that there are lots of you still interested in this story so to say thank you for making me happy I decided to update again. I'm waffling now so I'm going to shut up and let you get on with reading it. Here it is...

Aragorn was only one day's ride from Rivendell. He was so close yet he seemed to be riding and not gaining any distance. He was tired and so was the horse and he had never wished to reach any destination as fast he wished to get to Rivendell. He stopped rarely and made sure he never let his bag out of his sight. He had to hurry.

Aragorn thought about how Legolas had been injured. He thought about the fact that if he had gone along with them, could he have prevented all this from happening? Could he have saved Legolas?

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Novavar was arranging flowers on a small table by Legolas' bed. She had been for a brief walk around the grounds early in the morning and had gathered some flowers to brighten the room.

It was late morning and Legolas had been asleep. He had begun to get very hot again and Novavar was on her way to fetch a wet cloth when he let out a cry. He had stopped shaking and had gone very still. His eyes were tightly shut and his toes were clenched, as were his hands. He was again having trouble breathing. The air was coming in gasps and a rattling sound could be heard from his chest.

Novavar panicked and ran out into the corridor asking the nearest Elf to fetch Elrond. She then ran back into the room and tried to calm Legolas down. His face showed the pain he was in and she could do nothing to ease it.

Elrond arrived within minutes. He took one look at Legolas and went very quiet. Novavar knew what this meant.

"I'm sorry." He found the words hard to say. "I'm afraid there is nothing we can do. Legolas' time has come. He doesn't have long. I am sorry."

No! Novavar couldn't believe what he was saying. He was wrong. Legolas wasn't giving in yet. Aragorn wasn't here. He would be here in time. He had to be.

"Would you like me to leave you alone?" Elrond asked cautiously. Novavar nodded.

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Legolas had been woken by a sudden increase in the pain. He couldn't breathe and it felt like someone was sitting down on his chest. He was gasping for air and not succeeding in getting any.

This was it. Legolas thought this was the end. He knew it was the end. He would never again see his friends or family. He would be trapped by darkness forever. Before he had wondered if death had already beaten him but now he knew that it hadn't, although the time was very close.

He couldn't think any longer. He was tired. Tired of the pain and the darkness. He just wanted to rest. If the end meant that he was free then maybe it wasn't so bad. There was no use hanging on if he was never going to get better. His head was growing light and fuzzy. He needed air and wasn't getting any. This was the end. He knew it.

Legolas gave in to the darkness. He was too tired to fight any longer. The darkness surrounded him.

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Novavar was sobbing into Legolas sheets. She would never again hear his voice. She would never be able to tell him how she truly felt. She hadn't even had the chance to say goodbye.

She collapsed onto the bed. She just wanted to hold him one last time. She wished Aragorn were here. If he couldn't be here with the cure then at least he could be here to say goodbye.

She felt someone touch her shoulder. She didn't want to talk to anyone. She wanted to be left alone with Legolas. She wished she could stay here forever. She wasn't ready to let go just yet.

"Novavar?" It was Aragorn voice. She turned around. He was standing behind her.

"Aragorn?!?" She was so pleased to see him. "Did you get it? Did you get the cure?"

"Yes. I have given it to Elrond. He is preparing it now. I only hope I am in time." Aragorn looked at Legolas. "He doesn't look too good. I'm sorry. I came as quick as I could."

"I know." Novavar understood. "You tried your best. Everyone did. It's just that our best isn't always as good as we need it to be. There are more powerful things in this world than us."

Although Aragorn was here she didn't think he was in time. She thought he was too late. Legolas was hardly breathing. It was too late.

Elrond came into he room carrying a cup and small dish. In the cup was a green watery liquid and the small dish contained darker green drop of watery leaves.

"I have prepared them how you said Aragorn." Elrond spoke quickly. "We do not have much time. We must hurry."

Aragorn explained to Novavar what was to be done. Elrond lifted up Legolas top to find the wound on his chest. He took the tiny amount of leaves from the dish and rubbed it into the wound. Legolas let out a cry and his body went very stiff.

Next they had to get Legolas to drink the water. Novavar sat Legolas up. She held him gently and securely so that he could drink. Elrond took the cup and placed it to Legolas lips. He tipped it slowly backwards. It took a while for Legolas to drink the entire cup but gradually Elrond tipped it and Legolas swallowed. Novavar lay him back down again and wiped up the small drips of liquid that had escaped the cup.

"I'm afraid all we can do now is wait." Elrond said standing up. "I hope we were in time."

Elrond was right. They were tired of waiting but there was nothing else they could do. They had to just hope that Legolas had received the anti-dote to the poison in time.

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