A/N: By the way, italics are either flashbacks/dreams or thoughts.
"And so the little fish followed the noise, and he found a big turtle. The little fish was very happy because he wasn't alone anymore. But then he realised that the turtle was crying.
``What's wrong?`` he asked the turtle.
``My wife died,`` the turtle replied. ``And I miss her very much``
The little fish felt very sad for the turtle and he gave him a hug. The turtle felt much better, and so he asked the little fish his name.
``I don't know,`` the little fish said.
``Well what did your daddy call you?``
``I don't have a daddy,`` the little fish said with a sob.
``Well then, I shall be your daddy, and I shall call you Mïxel; my little gift from the Valar.``
Everyone said that the turtle wouldn't be able to look after the little fish, because he was the ruler of all the other turtles, and he wouldn't have time to look after Mïxel; they said he was too old; they said that he was a turtle, and turtles did not have sons that were fish; but the turtle did not care, because he loved Mïxel too much to give him up. And so he took Mïxel in as his son and they lived happily ever after………"
Estel woke up with a start. He smiled at his dream. It was part of the story Elrond had told him when he was little, after his pet fish, Mïxel, had died. At the time, Estel had thought the story was very strange. He hadn't understood much of what Elrond had told him, because he was only very, very young; and anyways, he knew that turtles did not have fish as children. But he had loved and adored the story, because Elrond had told it to him, and he worshipped Elrond. As pissed as Estel was now at Elrond, he looked back fondly on the memory of the story he had told him.
"And Mïxel found a turtle, called-"
Estel frowned.
"A turtle called Peredhil……"
Peredhil - half-elven – was essentially Elrond's last name…..Slowly it dawned on him. The turtle was Elrond! Which meant that…
"I'm Mïxel," he said aloud. And he realised that everything Elrond had told him was true; that he really did love him like a son. Estel had never felt so alone in his life. He longed to be back home with Elrond and Elladan and Elrohir, no longer caring that they were in fact unrelated, because they were his family. Without realising, he stood up and began running towards Rivendell.
"Ada! Ada! I'm sorry about everything I said!" Estel sobbed as he ran towards his father's study. He opened the door. "Ada, I-"
He discovered Elrond wasn't there. Estel was quite shocked, as Elrond practically never left his study.
"Ada?" he called, questioningly.
"Ada's dead."
Estel turned around and saw Elladan standing behind him.
"WHAT?!"
"What did you expect, Estel?! That you would come home and he would greet you with open arms and everything would be ok?!" Elladan shouted. "He's dead Estel! You killed him! After you said all that crap to him, he was so grief-stricken that he just died!" He looked at Estel coldly. "You killed your own father."
Estel turned and ran toward Elrond's bedroom. He screamed silently.
No, he's lying; it's another one of his tricks. He's trying to get me all upset; thinking that Ada's dead, but I'll open the door and he'll be there and then they'll both laugh at me, because ADA'S NOT DEAD!!!!!
And with that Estel violently yanked open the door.
Inside he found Elrond lying motionless on his bed. His breathe caught in his throat. Estel tiptoed to the bed. He noticed Elrond's eyes were closed. He knew that Elladan wasn't lying. Elrond was dead. Estel laid down next to Elrond on the bed, tears streaming down his face. He whispered softly,
"I love you Ada."
