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Summary: After the death of his friend, Aragorn falls into depression and there may only be one person who can draw him out of it.

~*Author's Notes*~ Thanks for all the reviews you guys keep sending me. It brightens up my day every time I read one. The story should be concluding by the fortieth chapter if not sooner. Now I know I've said this before, but this time I think I'm right LOL. This chapter will probably be really short, I'm sorry. Anyways please stick with me and read on…

How Can I Survive

Chapter 33

Elrond rushed to feel Aragorn's forehead to see if the man's fever had indeed gone down or even ceased to be there. Surprisingly, it was in fact gone.

"I don't know how you did it Estel, but you seem to have pulled through your relapse and your coma. Not many people have the strength to do that. You really beat the odds." Elrond praised him. "What were my odds exactly?" he asked. "About 1 in 10 000" Arwen answered, she was still holding his hand with her own.

"Are you serious?" Aragorn questioned, disbelieving that he did have the power and force to overcome something that doubtful.

"Yes it is true" Elrohir responded. "You will change the world one day Estel" he finished. "He is right, you will make a great difference for good not for ill" Elrond agreed, and Elladan and Glorfindel shook their heads to show that they also concurred.

"Then everything is back the way it is supposed to be. Aragorn is better, everyone is on good terms, everything is set for us to go on living happily again" Arwen stated.

The others in the room looked at each other, all knowing that the evenstar was conveniently forgetting something very important. A factor that had played a major part in the events that had occurred within Imladris these last couple of weeks. Elladan was the most upset about this. He was always very protective of everyone in his family. Nobody ever got away with hurting someone in his kin and Ireth had hurt two of them.

"Not quite" he mumbled, looking down at the floor.

"You will not do anything, I have made up my mind and I don't want anything to be done to her" Arwen commanded.

"That is insane Arwen. Something has to be done, it is not right for her to go on without any type of punishment for her actions. You all see eye to eye with me don't you?" the older twin asked, turning to the others in the room.

"Well, I think that she should have some sort of sentence, but I also think that it is Arwen's decision" Nessime spoke up, earning a nod from Glorfindel. "I agree with that" the fair haired elf lord replied.

"I don't" Elrond said. "I deem it necessary for Ireth to receive a penalty" he concluded.

"That isn't reasonable" Arwen opposed. "This is my choice and only my choice" she said. "Normally I would agree with you, if you weren't wrong" Elladan responded, earning himself a glare from his younger sister.

"I am the lord of Rivendell, therefore I make the decision of what is going to happen in this matter" Elrond said. "She will be banished from all elven realms for a period of only one hundred years" he proclaimed.

"What? That is over the limit, banishment? Don't you think that that is a little rash?" Arwen demanded. "I don't" Elladan spoke up. "I am no talking to you!" Undomiel shouted at him. "I do not believe that I am being impetuous, no" Elrond answered the question that was meant for him.

The truth was though, he wasn't sure if he was being biased since the victim was his daughter. He wasn't sure if the punishment would have been the same if it had happened to someone else. He wasn't even sure if there would have been a punishment at all.

"We will inform Ireth next morning."

Sorry that this one was so short, but don't worry, the next one will be longer! Hope you liked it.

~*Judy Greenleaf*~