Firniswin- [Turns corner warily] K, people. Um I am hiding from everyone until I deem it safe to come, since you all are most likely going to kill me if I come out. So anyhow here it is. See former chapters for elvish translations, if needed. Onto the good stuff.

Chapter 9

Glorfindel felt his throat constricting, he could hardly breathe. Elrond, though he may have been acting calm, you could see the fear in his eyes.

"Breathe Glorfindel!" he ordered the blonde elf.

The blonde elf tried but nothing seemed to work.

"Slowly."

He tried, and ever so slowly, air filled his starved lungs with the precious need.

"Now Alenae…."

"Yes milord what I meant to say was-" Glorfindel closed his eyes tightly and tried to think about something better, happier. But he found that was hard when the first moments of his new life had been spent as a slave and he did not like that. "About Adenen, he um……he will not stop bothering me. He has reeked havoc on the camp including in staining your best robes, he said it was by accident but we gave him a little talk."

Glorfindel opened his eyes, tears began to stream down his pale face.

"Well what does he want?" Elrond asked, he was quite surprised at how fast Glorfindel could gain control of his own emotions. Yet he had had such a big fuss over everything.

'Who is this elf?' Elrond's mind was racked with questions. 'He is quite a bit sturdier than most elves of today, and his eyes, they seem so……..old, like he carries wisdom of millennia.' The healer only shook his head and went back to making sure Glorfindel had not torn any stitches.

"He insists on seeing his little friend here." the general pointed to Glorfindel. "He says he is not sure you are doing an alright job on his wounds and he wants to see." The guard could not help but smile.

Elrond chuckled. "Oh is that so, Well Glorfindel, would it be alright if he came in and checked on my work?" the elven healer smiled down at the blonde elf while pulling the blanket back over him.

"Y-yes." the injured elf nodded softly.

Elrond grinned slyly. "Ai, so the mute one does speak?" he muttered good humouredly at Glorfindel. "Please go get him, and tell him to come here."

"Ye hir nin." Alenae bowed his head and went exited out the door.

After Elrond was sure that Alenae was gone, he kneeled down so he could see into the other elf's blue eyes. "Are you alright?" he asked simply.

Glorfindel nodded gently and sighed, then took one big breath in.

"Were you worried about Adenen?" he turned his aching head to look into the silver eyes. "Or was there more to that panic attack, cause that was some panic I saw."

"W-was more." was all Glorfindel could answer.

"Like what?" Elrond prodded tenderly.

Glorfindel sighed and rolled his eyes, " W-was……cause…..o..f……love…a-and w-worry." he answered slowly.

"Ah, you were worried about Adenen, and-" Elrond could not begin to guess what could be connected to all this.

Glorfindel looked to Elrond. "T-teach….m….ho.w c-omm-on talk."

Now the healer was beyond confused, 'what sort of elf does not know how to say common.' he mused, but nodded sympathetically. "Alright."

Glorfindel layed his head against the pillows, he decided it would be better to just wait.

'I hope Adenen is alright? What if he is hurt? Or something bad like paralyzed?' the elf's head began racking painful thoughts in his mind. He did not want to think of that possibility. 'Adenen crippled for life, or hurt.' it made more guilt flog his soul. It was painful to think about.

Elrond looked to the tent flap when he saw a small light shine in as the child quietly walked in. "Hello lad."

Glorfindel closed his eyes, he was not sure he wanted to look at the elfling. He was scared of what he might see.

" Suilad Hir Elrond" Adenen greeted cheerfully, Glorfindel sucked in a sharp breath then opened his eyes.

There was Adenen, his tan hair was wet and looked clean, his clothes were dripping and he had a frown of annoyance on his face. He walked trippingly into the tent and closer to the cot. He smiled when he saw Glorfindel's wide eyes, but terror lay behind them.

The child suppressed his urge to weep, he was so happy that they had made it out, he smiled knowingly at the older elf.

"Told ya, nin mellon, friends never say goodbye." he could hold it back no longer he embraced Glorfindel, and Glorfindel hugged him back.

The blonde elf smiled broadly, but Adenen did not miss the tears in his eyes. "I a-am so glad y-you are safe." he whispered.

"Me too." the child answered sitting down on the ground next to the cot. "Me too."

TBC~

Firniswin- For all those Adenen lovers out there, what am I saying. Everyone loves him, you can't not like Adenen…….he is so adorable, and sweet, and courageous. How could'ya not love him? Anyway, he lives!!!! So no need to get hostile, or have panic attacks, I would not kill Adenen……..[evil laugh] not yet anyway.

Reviews- [all give me hostile look]

Firniswin- Just kidding, just kidding!!!! Please don't kill me. [holds up chalk board]

Elvish~

Suilad-greetings

Nin- me

Mellon- friend

Masse- Where or What [I think]

End Elvish~

Ivorybrowneyes- Ok, maybe you are not one of the people I was thinking' of, I don't know…..as I told Arwen, I have a memory like Dori from "Finding Nemo".

Carrie- Thank you so much, that is really kind of you too say. I am glad we have someone to read our stories and review them.

Celebrindal- BREATHE CLEBRINDAL!!!!! BREATHE!!!!