DISCLAIMER- I'm getting mighty tired of these. Mine it be not. Ok?
Thanks to all my lovely reviewers! =D Love you all!
IrishQT- Thanks for the compliment. yes. Legolas' memory is kaput for now! =S Oh yeah, thanks for your e-mail! =)
frodo16424- Glad you like it! Here's the next chapter!
Stephanie-Lou- WOW! You mean I skipped a whole ouch factor?! I'm so proud! Quadruple ouch. well I never. I'm deliberating whether to give Leggy any more owies. that's for me to know, and you to find out! =)
Ok, now, on with this delightful little tale. (Delightful, who the hell am I trying to kid?!)
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"You are joking, aren't you?!" choked Aragorn. "You /do/ know your name, don't you?!"
Legolas looked at him like a lost child. "If I knew, I would have told you already, wouldn't I?" he said bluntly. Aragorn sighed noisily and held his head in his hands.
"Have you got a headache?" asked Legolas innocently.
"With you around, yes!" wailed Aragorn sarcastically.
"There's no need to be like that!" said Legolas indignantly. He made an attempt to move his arm, but howled as the cracked bones scraped against each other and his popped shoulder grinded.
"Don't move you idiot!" cried Aragorn and ran over to his friend.
"Can't you do anything about it?!" sniffed Legolas, brushing the hot salty tears from his eyes with his good hand.
"No, I don't have anything to set the break in, and trying to pop your shoulder back in while your arms broken could break it even worse," explained Aragorn. "However, I think my Ada should be able to heal it."
"Who's your Ada?" asked Legolas. "And what's an Ada anyway?"
Aragorn couldn't believe what he was hearing; first Legolas didn't know him, and then didn't know his own name- now he didn't even recognise the Elvish word for 'father'.
"How hard did you hit your head, for Eru's sake?!" he complained loudly. "Don't you remember a damned thing?!"
He immediately felt guilty when he looked at Legolas' face; the Elf's features were crumpling under the weight of tears.
"I'm sorry," whimpered Legolas. Aragorn pitied him.
"It's ok," he reassured his friend. "I'm just not in the best of moods at the moment."
~*~*~*~
"Estel! Legolas!" called Elrond.
The search parties had been looking for the boys for what felt like an entire age now, and they were still no closer to finding them. Elladan and Elrohir weren't much help; they had been crying so much that they hadn't been able to tell him where this cliff was. He thought he knew every corner of Rivendell, but finding the elusive place was a challenge and a half.
The importance of this search was so high that all of Rivendell had turned out to help; all the residents were fond of the pair, albeit the trouble and havoc that they caused, and were willing to assist Elrond in looking for them.
He had brought out his healing gear- he didn't know if he would need them or not, but he refused point blank to take any chances. He knew Estel and Legolas too well to think that there was no possibility of them hurting themselves. He'd treated almost everything from small cuts and bruises to gaping gashes and broken bones with those two.
But they'd always come home so that he could.
They had never been missing before.
The sun was setting- it was getting cold and dark. What if. no, he wouldn't think about it.
Elrond sighed. Estel and Legolas *had* to be found.
~*~*~*~
"Can you remember anything, /anything/ at all?" asked Aragorn desperately.
Legolas screwed up his nose, thinking as hard as he could. After about twenty seconds he gave up and shook his head. "No, I'm sorry."
Aragorn sat and thought for a moment. Then he had a brainwave. "Well, if I said to you the name 'Estel', what would that remind you of?" he asked.
Legolas thought long and hard. "It would make me think of. of." he trailed off. Then he looked up into Aragorn's eyes and studied his face intently.
"It reminds me of you."
~*~*~*~
Well, I dunno about you, but I kinda liked that ending. =)
There is way you can tell me what you think. R+R! Go on. I'll be happy if you do.
Thanks to all my lovely reviewers! =D Love you all!
IrishQT- Thanks for the compliment. yes. Legolas' memory is kaput for now! =S Oh yeah, thanks for your e-mail! =)
frodo16424- Glad you like it! Here's the next chapter!
Stephanie-Lou- WOW! You mean I skipped a whole ouch factor?! I'm so proud! Quadruple ouch. well I never. I'm deliberating whether to give Leggy any more owies. that's for me to know, and you to find out! =)
Ok, now, on with this delightful little tale. (Delightful, who the hell am I trying to kid?!)
~*~*~*~
"You are joking, aren't you?!" choked Aragorn. "You /do/ know your name, don't you?!"
Legolas looked at him like a lost child. "If I knew, I would have told you already, wouldn't I?" he said bluntly. Aragorn sighed noisily and held his head in his hands.
"Have you got a headache?" asked Legolas innocently.
"With you around, yes!" wailed Aragorn sarcastically.
"There's no need to be like that!" said Legolas indignantly. He made an attempt to move his arm, but howled as the cracked bones scraped against each other and his popped shoulder grinded.
"Don't move you idiot!" cried Aragorn and ran over to his friend.
"Can't you do anything about it?!" sniffed Legolas, brushing the hot salty tears from his eyes with his good hand.
"No, I don't have anything to set the break in, and trying to pop your shoulder back in while your arms broken could break it even worse," explained Aragorn. "However, I think my Ada should be able to heal it."
"Who's your Ada?" asked Legolas. "And what's an Ada anyway?"
Aragorn couldn't believe what he was hearing; first Legolas didn't know him, and then didn't know his own name- now he didn't even recognise the Elvish word for 'father'.
"How hard did you hit your head, for Eru's sake?!" he complained loudly. "Don't you remember a damned thing?!"
He immediately felt guilty when he looked at Legolas' face; the Elf's features were crumpling under the weight of tears.
"I'm sorry," whimpered Legolas. Aragorn pitied him.
"It's ok," he reassured his friend. "I'm just not in the best of moods at the moment."
~*~*~*~
"Estel! Legolas!" called Elrond.
The search parties had been looking for the boys for what felt like an entire age now, and they were still no closer to finding them. Elladan and Elrohir weren't much help; they had been crying so much that they hadn't been able to tell him where this cliff was. He thought he knew every corner of Rivendell, but finding the elusive place was a challenge and a half.
The importance of this search was so high that all of Rivendell had turned out to help; all the residents were fond of the pair, albeit the trouble and havoc that they caused, and were willing to assist Elrond in looking for them.
He had brought out his healing gear- he didn't know if he would need them or not, but he refused point blank to take any chances. He knew Estel and Legolas too well to think that there was no possibility of them hurting themselves. He'd treated almost everything from small cuts and bruises to gaping gashes and broken bones with those two.
But they'd always come home so that he could.
They had never been missing before.
The sun was setting- it was getting cold and dark. What if. no, he wouldn't think about it.
Elrond sighed. Estel and Legolas *had* to be found.
~*~*~*~
"Can you remember anything, /anything/ at all?" asked Aragorn desperately.
Legolas screwed up his nose, thinking as hard as he could. After about twenty seconds he gave up and shook his head. "No, I'm sorry."
Aragorn sat and thought for a moment. Then he had a brainwave. "Well, if I said to you the name 'Estel', what would that remind you of?" he asked.
Legolas thought long and hard. "It would make me think of. of." he trailed off. Then he looked up into Aragorn's eyes and studied his face intently.
"It reminds me of you."
~*~*~*~
Well, I dunno about you, but I kinda liked that ending. =)
There is way you can tell me what you think. R+R! Go on. I'll be happy if you do.