Finally after what seemed like an eternity they made it into Rivendell and Thranduil rushed with Legolas into the house and to the room that was set up for him. He laid him gently down on the bed and stood off to the side anxiously watching the healers deal with his son. He moved not once as he watched the healers treat Legolas's many injuries and put a bandage around his eyes.
Legolas's didn't wake for weeks later, and even then when he did wake up it was still a struggle for life and death for the young prince that had exhausted him completely and utterly spent his strength. He panicked when he opened his eyes and was still lost in darkness. He tried to move but his body did little more then a slight twitch. His breathing was forced, labored and harsh in deep ragged breaths that strained his tightly constricted chest. His tattered clothing was removed and he lay under the white clothes that matched his pale skin, and his body was bare other then the heavy bandages on his body almost completely covering his body. His hair was cleaned and once again the blonde color, but it was currently matted to his forehead which was drenched in sweat from his high fever.
Thranduil noticed his son wake and gently put an arm on his son's forehead and brushed away Legolas's hair from his eyes. " Legolas?" Thranduil questioned.
Legolas moaned at the sudden voice which rang oddly loud in his ears. His voice was weak, hoarse, and dryer then a desert. " Ada?" He murmured in fear it was just a dream.
" I am here my little Greenleaf... how do you feel?" Thranduil asked softly in elven.
Legolas's body arched back in spasms as waves of intense pain ran through his body. His body finally went still after many long minutes. He took a shuddering breath and went still once more.
" Legolas?" Thranduil questioned nervously with a voice laced with concern.
" It... hurts... Ada..." Legolas murmured in a barely audible voice that was laced in pain. He gasped for breath as he said this.
Thranduil knew not what to do. " Breathe Legolas.. don't give in my son.. Hold on and I'll get Elrond." He said as he left forcing himself to leave his son's side. He walked down the hallway and questioned the servants as he searched desperately for the half-elf.
" Thranduil what's wrong?" Elrond asked as he came into the hall after caring for Estel.
Thranduil spun militarily on his heels and faced the half-elf. " You must help Legolas... He can't breathe and he has a high fever.."
Elrond didn't let him finish whatever he was going to say. He took off at a run to Legolas' room.
Both ran to either side of Legolas's beside and both froze for a moment at the sight in front of them. Legolas had stopped breathing and his face had a blue hue to it and his lips had a purple color to them, and his pulse was very faint.
For hours Elrond fought with Legolas's unresponding body to keep him alive. Finally after a few more hours Elrond got Legolas to breathe, bet even elven eyes had to strain to see it.
Thranduil nearly wept in relief when his son was breathing again. He helped Legolas drink the herbal tea Elrond made to clear up and loosen his constricted chest. Thranduil anxiously watched Legolas as he set his son's tea con on the side table.
Elrond left the room after he was satisfied with Legolas, and went to be with Estel.
Estel had foolishly gone off by himself and try to pay back Saruman for what he did to Legolas, but he was no where as near the condition Legolas was in.
When he next woke up Estel was sharing a room with Legolas. " Legolas?" He questioned hopefully.
Legolas didn't respond for he was currently in a deep exhausted sleep from his on going fight to survive.
" Let him be little brother.." Elrohir said quietly from the bedside.
" Is he ok?" The young human asked in concern for his new friend.
Elrohir sighed and wished it wasn't him that had to answer that question. " I don't know Estel. He is fighting to survive this, but if he does he will not go unchanged." He said quietly.
Estel rose out of bed and gingerly walked over to Legolas's bedside and sat down in a chair. He shifted slightly in a more comfortable position as he watched his friend.
Legolas woke to yet another breathing attack, but this time it was so bad that he couldn't breathe at all. He desperately tried to take in air as he stared up at them.
Estel was wide eyed as he froze and stared helplessly at his brother. " Go get Ada!" He shouted.
Elrohir nodded and frantically ran through the halls in search for Thranduil and his father.
Estel stood and moved to the bed where he sat and rested Legolas against him. " Feel me breathing? Concentrate on that breath. Breathe in and out slowly. You are safe nothing is going to harm you here in Rivendell." Estel said softly in elven as he held him against his chest. " Come on Legolas don't let this beat you there is so much in life, and so many people that would mourn for your passing and quite possibly follow you into Mandos." He said after no change was made in him.
Gradually Legolas calmed and his breathing eased down. His tense muscles in his c hest started to slowly relax.
Elrond and Thranduil stood silently in the doorway with baited breath as they silently watched with hopeful eyes at the sight before them.
" Let the air flow in and out relax the muscles in your chest. Your doing great Legolas keep breathing." Estel said quietly unaware of the two presences at the door.
Legolas closed his eyes and his body fell back against Estel and his head rested on his shoulder. He concentrated on Estel's words and his breathing almost went back to normal, but still had a rasp to his breathing.
Estel frowned as he heard his friend's deep ragged breaths. " Legolas?" he questioned nervously.
" Hmm?" He whispered tiredly between the deep breaths.
" You must stay awake. Now tell me where does it hurt?" Estel asked as he propped Legolas up on the pillows.
" My chest.." Legolas responded tiredly.
Estel nodded and rubbed his tense chest as the smell of Kingsfoil flooded the room. " Look at me Legolas." He said noting the elf's shudder at his touch.
Legolas opened his eyes with great effort and looked at Estel with exhausted blue eyes that just regained life back into them.
TBC....
A/N: One more chapter left in this series and then comes an all new story along the adventure of the ring. Suggestions appreciated greatly for this series title.
MoroTheWolfGod: Here is the next chapter.
Lomiothiel: My first poor Legolas! No he isn't dead at least not yet lol. hehe I think Saruman is dead by now at least in the minds of the elves. Here is the next chapter.