Well here it is the next chapter. Sorry it's a bit late, but my internet
has been down, and I was unable to post before now! Hope everyone doesn't
mind! Enjoy!
Title: Hope and Despair
Rating: ummm about PG-13 for violence and angst.
Disclaimer: Do we really have to say this? Ok, these characters do not belong to us, we just borrow them to torture for pleasure, not money and them give them back in (basically) the same condition we got them! *G*
A/N: Well this a first. Rhonda's first fic and my first co-authored fic. Hope everyone enjoys, feedback is always welcome!
Please Note: Much like Cassia and Sio, we feel that when Tolkien said that Aragorn was "raised in the house of Lord Elrond" he meant that Estel grew up in Rivendell with Elrond as his father and the twins as his brothers. Also in this fic (again like Cassia and Sio) we feel that Aragorn's mother died along with Arathorn, and she has no place in this fic.
Iawen Londea: Thank you! Yes, he arrived just in the nick of time, as always! Hope you enjoy this chapter!
Aemilia Rose: Update is here! Lol!! Yes he caught him, read and find out if he convinces him to stay!
littlesaiyangirl: Updated!! I think this one is a bit longer. I have trouble writing long chapters, don't know why, but I am trying to work on it! Thanks for reviewing!
Firniswin: LOL!! Yes, Estel and I have had the same conversation! Thanks for reviewing and for the link! Your site is awesome!
Whew that's everyone! Thanks to all you reviewers and readers!
Chapter 14
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Elrond studied his foster son closely, the boy looked ready to collapse, whether it was from exhaustion or shock he did not know. He quickly reached out a hand to steady Estel as the boy began to fall.
"Easy Estel, come on lets get you seated, you have been out of bed for far too long." Elrond chided his youngest gently, giving him the look the whole time.
Elrond quickly guided Estel onto one of the overstuffed chairs in the corner of his study by the fire. Once he was certain Estel was settled and would stay put, he strode back over to his desk and picked up the letter that Estel had been writing and then sat across from his son.
Estel refused to look at him, he just sat in the chair and stared at the fire. Elrond sighed. This was not like his son, usually if Estel had a problem he would come to Elrond immediately, but this was different. Estel was hiding from him, from all of them, that thought tore the elven father's heart to pieces.
Finally, not knowing what else to do, Elrond read the letter that Estel had been writing, it was addressed to him after all.
Lord Elrond and Family,
I have to leave. I thank you all for everything that you have done for me. I realize now that I do not belong here. I know that you feel obligated to look after me, and I thank you for your dedication to that obligation, but I shall trouble you all no more. I have no place here, and I am only preventing all of you from being in your own. I will forever treasure the times I have spent here with all of you, I love you all.
Namaarie awartha nin,
Estel
Elrond felt tears fill his eyes as he read his son's words, words that he thought would be the last spoken to his family. 'Oh Estel' he thought as he gazed upon his youngest. 'You are not our burden, but our joy, why can you not see that?' Elrond knew that he would have to force Estel to talk, he had wanted to wait the young man out, and let him talk about his problems and nightmares in his own time. However, it was apparent that Estel had no intention of talking this out willingly.
"Estel" he said gently. When the boy did not acknowledge him he pressed harder, "Estel look at me." he said in a soft, but commanding voice. It was a voice that Estel knew all too well, and one he knew not to ignore.
As soon as Estel's confused grey eyes met his Elrond continued, "What is this about ion nin? Why would you write such a letter? Or say such things? Are we an unfit family for you?" he asked gently.
Estel's eyes went wide at that. "Of course not! You are the best family anyone could ever wish for! And and well, it is, I just have to go now." he finished lamely.
Elrond raised one delicately arched eyebrow, "That is not an answer ion nin, why would you call yourself a burden to your family? I do not understand, and why would you say that we were obligated to love you? What is really troubling you Estel?"
"You cannot possibly love me! Not really, I'm different, I'm slow not as graceful, I am always in trouble, someone has to look after me all the time, I am weak, who could love something like that? I know that you took me in because I had no where else to go, and I am sorry for that, but but..." the rest of what Estel was going to say dissolved into tears.
All Elrond could do was stare at his youngest. 'Is that what he really thinks? Surely we have give him no reason to think that we do not love him.' The elf lord was desperately trying to come up with something to say, something that would reassure Estel that he was very much a part of his family, and was not simply put up with because of obligation, but that he loved him just as much as if he were born of his wife, when he was spared the task.
Suddenly both Elladan and Elrohir burst through the door. "Estel! Surely you do not believe that!" Elrohir exclaimed.
"Why would you think that we did not love you tithen gwador?" Elladan said at the same time.
Both stared at their little brother. They could not believe what they had overheard, Estel planning on running away, him thinking that they all took care of him out of obligation, it was too much.
Estel sniffled quietly, " 'Dan, 'Ro, I, I," Estel could go no further, he simply cried harder.
Both twins rushed to their little brother's side and wrapped him up in a huge three-way hug. Tears gently cascaded down their cheeks and mingled with their brother's.
Elrond simply looked at his sons. How could Estel think he was not part of this family?
"Estel, we love you. You may not be my son by blood, and you may be a man and not an elf, but I love you no less for it. You are ours, you always have been. It does not matter what you are but who you are my son, and you are my son, you are brother to Elladan and Elrohir, and we are proud to have you as part of this family." Elrond told his youngest, trying to get through to the boy that he belonged with them. "Please my son, do not leave. We love you very much and it would break our hearts if anything happened to you. Why would you think you were an obligation? If I have given you cause to think so I am sorry."
"No ada, I just well, Thaynes said that elves could never really love a human, and it kinda made sense at the time, and then the more I thought about it the more it seemed true, and then there were the dreams, oh ada!" Estel cried and then broke from his brothers' embrace and ran to his father. Elrond caught him gently and held the boy close to him.
He then sat Estel upon his lap and gently began to quiet him, soon Estels sobs slowed and became whimpers and then he drifted off to sleep safe and sound in his fathers arms.
The twins watched the scene and then made their way over to their father after Estel had dozed off. However, before either could say a word Elrond made a gesture for silence and then lifted the boy into his arms and began to carry him back to his room. Once there he gently laid his youngest son down onto his bed and tucked the blankets in around him.
The twins had trailed him to Estel's room and now stood behind their father just watching their little brother sleep peacefully.
Finally Elladan reached down and ruffled Estel's hair gently, "Post mae tithen gwador" he whispered quietly.
Elrohir also leaned down and kissed his little brother's forhead "lend ol gwador nin"
With that they all headed for the door, and with one last look at the peacefully slumbering young man they left the room closing the door gently behind them.
TBC.......
Whew!! Almost done!!!! 1 chapter left!!! *sobs* but we shall be writing a sequel to this so fear not!! Lol!! Or maybe you should fear?? Depends on your point of view I guess.
Translations
lend ol gwador nin- Sweet dreams my brother
Post mae tithen gwador- Rest well little brother
ada-Father/daddy
tithen gwador- little brother
ion nin-my son
Namaarie awartha nin-Farewell my family
Title: Hope and Despair
Rating: ummm about PG-13 for violence and angst.
Disclaimer: Do we really have to say this? Ok, these characters do not belong to us, we just borrow them to torture for pleasure, not money and them give them back in (basically) the same condition we got them! *G*
A/N: Well this a first. Rhonda's first fic and my first co-authored fic. Hope everyone enjoys, feedback is always welcome!
Please Note: Much like Cassia and Sio, we feel that when Tolkien said that Aragorn was "raised in the house of Lord Elrond" he meant that Estel grew up in Rivendell with Elrond as his father and the twins as his brothers. Also in this fic (again like Cassia and Sio) we feel that Aragorn's mother died along with Arathorn, and she has no place in this fic.
Iawen Londea: Thank you! Yes, he arrived just in the nick of time, as always! Hope you enjoy this chapter!
Aemilia Rose: Update is here! Lol!! Yes he caught him, read and find out if he convinces him to stay!
littlesaiyangirl: Updated!! I think this one is a bit longer. I have trouble writing long chapters, don't know why, but I am trying to work on it! Thanks for reviewing!
Firniswin: LOL!! Yes, Estel and I have had the same conversation! Thanks for reviewing and for the link! Your site is awesome!
Whew that's everyone! Thanks to all you reviewers and readers!
Chapter 14
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Elrond studied his foster son closely, the boy looked ready to collapse, whether it was from exhaustion or shock he did not know. He quickly reached out a hand to steady Estel as the boy began to fall.
"Easy Estel, come on lets get you seated, you have been out of bed for far too long." Elrond chided his youngest gently, giving him the look the whole time.
Elrond quickly guided Estel onto one of the overstuffed chairs in the corner of his study by the fire. Once he was certain Estel was settled and would stay put, he strode back over to his desk and picked up the letter that Estel had been writing and then sat across from his son.
Estel refused to look at him, he just sat in the chair and stared at the fire. Elrond sighed. This was not like his son, usually if Estel had a problem he would come to Elrond immediately, but this was different. Estel was hiding from him, from all of them, that thought tore the elven father's heart to pieces.
Finally, not knowing what else to do, Elrond read the letter that Estel had been writing, it was addressed to him after all.
Lord Elrond and Family,
I have to leave. I thank you all for everything that you have done for me. I realize now that I do not belong here. I know that you feel obligated to look after me, and I thank you for your dedication to that obligation, but I shall trouble you all no more. I have no place here, and I am only preventing all of you from being in your own. I will forever treasure the times I have spent here with all of you, I love you all.
Namaarie awartha nin,
Estel
Elrond felt tears fill his eyes as he read his son's words, words that he thought would be the last spoken to his family. 'Oh Estel' he thought as he gazed upon his youngest. 'You are not our burden, but our joy, why can you not see that?' Elrond knew that he would have to force Estel to talk, he had wanted to wait the young man out, and let him talk about his problems and nightmares in his own time. However, it was apparent that Estel had no intention of talking this out willingly.
"Estel" he said gently. When the boy did not acknowledge him he pressed harder, "Estel look at me." he said in a soft, but commanding voice. It was a voice that Estel knew all too well, and one he knew not to ignore.
As soon as Estel's confused grey eyes met his Elrond continued, "What is this about ion nin? Why would you write such a letter? Or say such things? Are we an unfit family for you?" he asked gently.
Estel's eyes went wide at that. "Of course not! You are the best family anyone could ever wish for! And and well, it is, I just have to go now." he finished lamely.
Elrond raised one delicately arched eyebrow, "That is not an answer ion nin, why would you call yourself a burden to your family? I do not understand, and why would you say that we were obligated to love you? What is really troubling you Estel?"
"You cannot possibly love me! Not really, I'm different, I'm slow not as graceful, I am always in trouble, someone has to look after me all the time, I am weak, who could love something like that? I know that you took me in because I had no where else to go, and I am sorry for that, but but..." the rest of what Estel was going to say dissolved into tears.
All Elrond could do was stare at his youngest. 'Is that what he really thinks? Surely we have give him no reason to think that we do not love him.' The elf lord was desperately trying to come up with something to say, something that would reassure Estel that he was very much a part of his family, and was not simply put up with because of obligation, but that he loved him just as much as if he were born of his wife, when he was spared the task.
Suddenly both Elladan and Elrohir burst through the door. "Estel! Surely you do not believe that!" Elrohir exclaimed.
"Why would you think that we did not love you tithen gwador?" Elladan said at the same time.
Both stared at their little brother. They could not believe what they had overheard, Estel planning on running away, him thinking that they all took care of him out of obligation, it was too much.
Estel sniffled quietly, " 'Dan, 'Ro, I, I," Estel could go no further, he simply cried harder.
Both twins rushed to their little brother's side and wrapped him up in a huge three-way hug. Tears gently cascaded down their cheeks and mingled with their brother's.
Elrond simply looked at his sons. How could Estel think he was not part of this family?
"Estel, we love you. You may not be my son by blood, and you may be a man and not an elf, but I love you no less for it. You are ours, you always have been. It does not matter what you are but who you are my son, and you are my son, you are brother to Elladan and Elrohir, and we are proud to have you as part of this family." Elrond told his youngest, trying to get through to the boy that he belonged with them. "Please my son, do not leave. We love you very much and it would break our hearts if anything happened to you. Why would you think you were an obligation? If I have given you cause to think so I am sorry."
"No ada, I just well, Thaynes said that elves could never really love a human, and it kinda made sense at the time, and then the more I thought about it the more it seemed true, and then there were the dreams, oh ada!" Estel cried and then broke from his brothers' embrace and ran to his father. Elrond caught him gently and held the boy close to him.
He then sat Estel upon his lap and gently began to quiet him, soon Estels sobs slowed and became whimpers and then he drifted off to sleep safe and sound in his fathers arms.
The twins watched the scene and then made their way over to their father after Estel had dozed off. However, before either could say a word Elrond made a gesture for silence and then lifted the boy into his arms and began to carry him back to his room. Once there he gently laid his youngest son down onto his bed and tucked the blankets in around him.
The twins had trailed him to Estel's room and now stood behind their father just watching their little brother sleep peacefully.
Finally Elladan reached down and ruffled Estel's hair gently, "Post mae tithen gwador" he whispered quietly.
Elrohir also leaned down and kissed his little brother's forhead "lend ol gwador nin"
With that they all headed for the door, and with one last look at the peacefully slumbering young man they left the room closing the door gently behind them.
TBC.......
Whew!! Almost done!!!! 1 chapter left!!! *sobs* but we shall be writing a sequel to this so fear not!! Lol!! Or maybe you should fear?? Depends on your point of view I guess.
Translations
lend ol gwador nin- Sweet dreams my brother
Post mae tithen gwador- Rest well little brother
ada-Father/daddy
tithen gwador- little brother
ion nin-my son
Namaarie awartha nin-Farewell my family
