Disclaimer: I own nothing Tolkien created.
A/N: I would just like to say that the Return of the King is fantastic. I went to see it today (so late I know) and I couldn't believe it. Orlando Bloom was stunning and what a great ending. Anyway that's not why we're here.
Kel: Wow you really scared me for a moment there. Thanks for the review. I am right in thinking that you don't want Legolas to die? Well I already have the ending written and you'll just have to wait and see. Sorry.
Kristina Lynn: Thanks so much. I hope you weren't too emotional to read this one.
Belegorath: Thanks for the review on ch1. I'm glad you liked the beginning and I hope you're still reading otherwise this reply is just a waste of time.
Kitty: I hope I didn't make Thrnaduil too mean, actually that's a lie I love making him evil. As for the miracle you never know, this is fanfiction world after all.
Michelle: Umm thanks, I think.
Ch 18 The Cure
Elrond desperately tried to clear his mind and concentrate on what he was doing but he found his own hands shaking slightly. He took a deep breath and forced himself to focus on what he was doing. He quickly finished preparing a tea that would help Legolas with the pain and sat down on the bed. He tilted Legolas' head back to allow him to swallow the tea much to the Prince's dislike. Nothing changed. Eventually the thrashing died down to the occasional jerky moment but when he opened his eyes and faced Elrond the pain was still there.
"Help me." Legolas whispered gripping Elrond's hand tighter.
"It's alright Legolas. It's going to be alright." Elrond wished he could believe his own words.
Aragorn, Elladan and Elrohir came rushing into the room and Aragorn ran instantly to the bed to be at Legolas' side and took Elrond's place.
"Ada, please don't let him die." Aragorn pleaded again.
"I fear there is little I can do Ion Nin. His light is fading fast." Elrond tried to ignore the desperate and broken look Aragorn gave him.
"I am not ready to lose him yet there must be something you can do. Even if it only gives him just a little more time." Aragorn whispered this last part but his father heard the desperation and longing in his son's voice. "Ada, please try."
Elrond thought for a moment, remembering everything he had been taught.
"There is something but it is difficult, it may not work but if it does it will help Legolas."
"Do whatever you need to. I know Legolas would trust you." Aragorn said trying to comfort his still shivering husband.
Elrond sprang into action, he quickly crushed some herbs together and made them into a paste. Elladan and Elrohir stood in front of the door trying to take in the scene in front of them. Legolas was shaking on the bed, calling out occasionally for either Aragorn or his father. Aragorn was trying to soothe the terrified Elf as well as trying to control his own rising panic. Their father was also trying his best to keep calm but he wasn't succeeding that well. He was muttering something, the twins recognised the names of several herbs they had heard their father speak of before. Every now and then Elrond would take a deep breath to calm himself.
Finally he was ready and brought the paste over to where Aragorn was comforting Legolas. Elrond stood over them and looked down unsurely at Legolas. Aragorn noticed this doubt and looked up at his father.
"Ada, what's wrong?" He asked, his voice cracking half way through.
"Estel, maybe this isn't such a good idea." Elrond said looking at the twins stood nervously in the door.
"Please, anything you can do for him, you must try." Aragorn begged.
Elrond nodded and turned back to the twins, this time with a more determined look on his face.
"Elladan, Elrohir, I'll need you to hold him down while I put this on his wound. He'll try and thrash but you must hold him still." Elrond ordered, no longer nervous about what he was doing.
Elladan and Elrohir rushed forwards and stood either side of the bed waiting for Elrond to give them more instructions. Elrond was too busy though, he was trying to remember exactly what he was meant to do, he prayed that he was doing the right thing. Over the past few days he had grown strangely attached to Legolas, he had even accepted when Legolas had called him a better father than Thranduil. Finally Elrond reached for the pot of herbs and covered a cloth on one side with the paste, he had never tried this procedure before by himself but he hoped it would work. He folded the cloth so the paste was on the inside and the clean cloth on the outside.
Legolas had calmed down and was looking up at Aragorn who was speaking in soft Elvish to him.
Elrond moved Aragorn out of the way and sat down on the bed next to Legolas who was fighting to stay awake.
"Legolas, I'm not sure whether this is going to work but it might buy you some time, it will help keep the effects of the poison at bay, even is for a while."
"Then do what you have to." Legolas said suddenly very determined.
"Are you certain? This will be painful and there is no guarantee it will work."
Legolas looked at him trying to decide whether Elrond was telling him the truth or whether he was exaggerating. When he realised there was only honesty in his eyes he nodded.
"Do what you have to." He said again, more weakly this time. Elrond knew he was only doing it for Aragorn.
Elrond nodded and sat down on the bed. "Elladan, Elrohir, get ready to hold him down." Legolas' head snapped up to Elrond. "It's just a precaution." Elrond assured placing a hand on Legolas' shoulder. Legolas nodded and nervously reached out for Aragorn's hand and grabbed it.
"It'll be alright Legolas, I promise." Aragorn said trying to comfort himself as well as Legolas.
"Alright, Legolas I know this is going to be hard but you have to try and keep still. It will be better that way. But mostly you must trust me. Do you understand?" Legolas nodded and closed his eyes. "Alright we'll begin. Estel are you sure you wish to stay?"
Aragorn looked blankly at Elrond at first then said to Elrond almost sharply, "of course."
"Very well." Elrond leaned over and placed the cloth over Legolas' mouth making sure he could breathe in the scent of herbs. Legolas reached to pull the cloth away and Elrond's hands, which were holding it tightly over Legolas' mouth. Elrond managed to avoid his flailing arms until Elladan grabbed them and held them firmly down. When he did this Legolas screamed out in pain and tried desperately to struggle away from Elrohir who was trying to pin him to the bed.
"Hold him." Elrond shouted. He was now stood over Legolas who was shouting something incomprehensible, although it was muffled through the cloth with the strange mixture of herbs. By now Aragorn had moved away, the sight of his husband crying out in pain was too much for him. He had never seen Legolas like that before and he almost hated his father for making him like that.
"What are you doing to him?" He asked weakly.
"I'm trying to slow the poison, but it's strong, like Orc poison usually is."
"You're hurting him even more." Aragorn almost sobbed.
Elrond didn't answer, he just continued holding the cloth against Legolas' mouth.
"Elladan lift his tunic." Elrond shouted above the cries coming from the Prince. Elladan did as he was told, exposing the wound, which had now turned a dark black colour, the signs of an Orc wound. Elrond nodded at the sight, it was exactly what he expected. He removed the cloth from Legolas' mouth and he instantly stopped thrashing and shouting and collapsed back on the bed. His eyes were closed with the exhaustion and pain that he could no longer contain. Elrond sat back down on the bed as Elladan and Elrohir let go. Elrohir went to the medicine cabinet and brought back a bowl of cold water with a cloth. He handed it to his father. Elrond gently placed the cloth on Legolas' forehead and tried to ignore the cry of pain.
Elrond took Legolas' hand with his own and with the other stroked the Prince's now damp blonde hair. He whispered soft Elvish into his ear to calm him and it worked, Legolas stopped shaking and the whimpers of pain stopped. As much as Elrond wanted to leave him in peace he knew he couldn't. He drew away which caused Legolas to wake, he smiled tiredly. Elrond sat looking sympathetically at Legolas. He stood up suddenly and walked over to the cabinet. He quickly mixed some herbs together and made them into a tea.
"Legolas, the next bit's going to be worse. I have to touch your wound. I'm going to give you something that will take away the pain and send you to sleep." Elrond said lifting Legolas' head and tipping the tea down his throat. He drank it, trusting Elrond completely. Instantly the tea took effect and Elrond laid Legolas' head back down on the pillow as he closed his eyes and fell into the drug induced sleep. Elrond waited for a few moments before picking up the cloth with the herbs and pulled the paste out. He rubbed the green mixture into Legolas' wound and the Prince whimpered slightly and reached out for Elrond's hand. Elrond grabbed his arm before he could distract Elrond, he squeezed the hand reassuringly and allowed Elrond to continue his work. Aragorn just stood there staring at what his father was doing to his husband. He didn't know what to do or what to say. He just felt helpless.
When Elrond had finished rubbing the paste into Legolas' wound he pulled the sheet over the Prince and stood back.
"I hope this will help him. Estel you should stay with him, keep him close. Don't wake him though, he'll need the sleep to recover from the treatment. He'll be alright Estel." Elrond said putting a hand on his son's shoulder. "It will be alright." With that he and the twins left Aragorn and Legolas in the room together.
Aragorn stood for a moment just staring at the pale, weak figure lying limply on the bed. Aragorn slowly walked forwards and sat on the bed. He watched the slow breathing of the Elf for a moment before kissing him lightly and laying against him. He pulled the sheets up over him and curled up next to him. Legolas leaned into his warmth, which was comforting. Aragorn couldn't stop the tears from falling, neither could he stop the sobs from coming from his lips. He shut his eyes and clung onto Legolas. Soon he felt a gentle hand stroking his back. He heard Legolas whispering to him that everything was alright. He pulled Legolas closer and held him tightly. The last thing he heard before falling into a peaceful sleep was Legolas whispering, "I love you." They stayed that way all night, Legolas gently rocking Aragorn and whispering whilst Aragorn fell asleep.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Elvish translations:
Ada - father Ion Nin - My son
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
A/N: I would just like to say that the Return of the King is fantastic. I went to see it today (so late I know) and I couldn't believe it. Orlando Bloom was stunning and what a great ending. Anyway that's not why we're here.
Kel: Wow you really scared me for a moment there. Thanks for the review. I am right in thinking that you don't want Legolas to die? Well I already have the ending written and you'll just have to wait and see. Sorry.
Kristina Lynn: Thanks so much. I hope you weren't too emotional to read this one.
Belegorath: Thanks for the review on ch1. I'm glad you liked the beginning and I hope you're still reading otherwise this reply is just a waste of time.
Kitty: I hope I didn't make Thrnaduil too mean, actually that's a lie I love making him evil. As for the miracle you never know, this is fanfiction world after all.
Michelle: Umm thanks, I think.
Ch 18 The Cure
Elrond desperately tried to clear his mind and concentrate on what he was doing but he found his own hands shaking slightly. He took a deep breath and forced himself to focus on what he was doing. He quickly finished preparing a tea that would help Legolas with the pain and sat down on the bed. He tilted Legolas' head back to allow him to swallow the tea much to the Prince's dislike. Nothing changed. Eventually the thrashing died down to the occasional jerky moment but when he opened his eyes and faced Elrond the pain was still there.
"Help me." Legolas whispered gripping Elrond's hand tighter.
"It's alright Legolas. It's going to be alright." Elrond wished he could believe his own words.
Aragorn, Elladan and Elrohir came rushing into the room and Aragorn ran instantly to the bed to be at Legolas' side and took Elrond's place.
"Ada, please don't let him die." Aragorn pleaded again.
"I fear there is little I can do Ion Nin. His light is fading fast." Elrond tried to ignore the desperate and broken look Aragorn gave him.
"I am not ready to lose him yet there must be something you can do. Even if it only gives him just a little more time." Aragorn whispered this last part but his father heard the desperation and longing in his son's voice. "Ada, please try."
Elrond thought for a moment, remembering everything he had been taught.
"There is something but it is difficult, it may not work but if it does it will help Legolas."
"Do whatever you need to. I know Legolas would trust you." Aragorn said trying to comfort his still shivering husband.
Elrond sprang into action, he quickly crushed some herbs together and made them into a paste. Elladan and Elrohir stood in front of the door trying to take in the scene in front of them. Legolas was shaking on the bed, calling out occasionally for either Aragorn or his father. Aragorn was trying to soothe the terrified Elf as well as trying to control his own rising panic. Their father was also trying his best to keep calm but he wasn't succeeding that well. He was muttering something, the twins recognised the names of several herbs they had heard their father speak of before. Every now and then Elrond would take a deep breath to calm himself.
Finally he was ready and brought the paste over to where Aragorn was comforting Legolas. Elrond stood over them and looked down unsurely at Legolas. Aragorn noticed this doubt and looked up at his father.
"Ada, what's wrong?" He asked, his voice cracking half way through.
"Estel, maybe this isn't such a good idea." Elrond said looking at the twins stood nervously in the door.
"Please, anything you can do for him, you must try." Aragorn begged.
Elrond nodded and turned back to the twins, this time with a more determined look on his face.
"Elladan, Elrohir, I'll need you to hold him down while I put this on his wound. He'll try and thrash but you must hold him still." Elrond ordered, no longer nervous about what he was doing.
Elladan and Elrohir rushed forwards and stood either side of the bed waiting for Elrond to give them more instructions. Elrond was too busy though, he was trying to remember exactly what he was meant to do, he prayed that he was doing the right thing. Over the past few days he had grown strangely attached to Legolas, he had even accepted when Legolas had called him a better father than Thranduil. Finally Elrond reached for the pot of herbs and covered a cloth on one side with the paste, he had never tried this procedure before by himself but he hoped it would work. He folded the cloth so the paste was on the inside and the clean cloth on the outside.
Legolas had calmed down and was looking up at Aragorn who was speaking in soft Elvish to him.
Elrond moved Aragorn out of the way and sat down on the bed next to Legolas who was fighting to stay awake.
"Legolas, I'm not sure whether this is going to work but it might buy you some time, it will help keep the effects of the poison at bay, even is for a while."
"Then do what you have to." Legolas said suddenly very determined.
"Are you certain? This will be painful and there is no guarantee it will work."
Legolas looked at him trying to decide whether Elrond was telling him the truth or whether he was exaggerating. When he realised there was only honesty in his eyes he nodded.
"Do what you have to." He said again, more weakly this time. Elrond knew he was only doing it for Aragorn.
Elrond nodded and sat down on the bed. "Elladan, Elrohir, get ready to hold him down." Legolas' head snapped up to Elrond. "It's just a precaution." Elrond assured placing a hand on Legolas' shoulder. Legolas nodded and nervously reached out for Aragorn's hand and grabbed it.
"It'll be alright Legolas, I promise." Aragorn said trying to comfort himself as well as Legolas.
"Alright, Legolas I know this is going to be hard but you have to try and keep still. It will be better that way. But mostly you must trust me. Do you understand?" Legolas nodded and closed his eyes. "Alright we'll begin. Estel are you sure you wish to stay?"
Aragorn looked blankly at Elrond at first then said to Elrond almost sharply, "of course."
"Very well." Elrond leaned over and placed the cloth over Legolas' mouth making sure he could breathe in the scent of herbs. Legolas reached to pull the cloth away and Elrond's hands, which were holding it tightly over Legolas' mouth. Elrond managed to avoid his flailing arms until Elladan grabbed them and held them firmly down. When he did this Legolas screamed out in pain and tried desperately to struggle away from Elrohir who was trying to pin him to the bed.
"Hold him." Elrond shouted. He was now stood over Legolas who was shouting something incomprehensible, although it was muffled through the cloth with the strange mixture of herbs. By now Aragorn had moved away, the sight of his husband crying out in pain was too much for him. He had never seen Legolas like that before and he almost hated his father for making him like that.
"What are you doing to him?" He asked weakly.
"I'm trying to slow the poison, but it's strong, like Orc poison usually is."
"You're hurting him even more." Aragorn almost sobbed.
Elrond didn't answer, he just continued holding the cloth against Legolas' mouth.
"Elladan lift his tunic." Elrond shouted above the cries coming from the Prince. Elladan did as he was told, exposing the wound, which had now turned a dark black colour, the signs of an Orc wound. Elrond nodded at the sight, it was exactly what he expected. He removed the cloth from Legolas' mouth and he instantly stopped thrashing and shouting and collapsed back on the bed. His eyes were closed with the exhaustion and pain that he could no longer contain. Elrond sat back down on the bed as Elladan and Elrohir let go. Elrohir went to the medicine cabinet and brought back a bowl of cold water with a cloth. He handed it to his father. Elrond gently placed the cloth on Legolas' forehead and tried to ignore the cry of pain.
Elrond took Legolas' hand with his own and with the other stroked the Prince's now damp blonde hair. He whispered soft Elvish into his ear to calm him and it worked, Legolas stopped shaking and the whimpers of pain stopped. As much as Elrond wanted to leave him in peace he knew he couldn't. He drew away which caused Legolas to wake, he smiled tiredly. Elrond sat looking sympathetically at Legolas. He stood up suddenly and walked over to the cabinet. He quickly mixed some herbs together and made them into a tea.
"Legolas, the next bit's going to be worse. I have to touch your wound. I'm going to give you something that will take away the pain and send you to sleep." Elrond said lifting Legolas' head and tipping the tea down his throat. He drank it, trusting Elrond completely. Instantly the tea took effect and Elrond laid Legolas' head back down on the pillow as he closed his eyes and fell into the drug induced sleep. Elrond waited for a few moments before picking up the cloth with the herbs and pulled the paste out. He rubbed the green mixture into Legolas' wound and the Prince whimpered slightly and reached out for Elrond's hand. Elrond grabbed his arm before he could distract Elrond, he squeezed the hand reassuringly and allowed Elrond to continue his work. Aragorn just stood there staring at what his father was doing to his husband. He didn't know what to do or what to say. He just felt helpless.
When Elrond had finished rubbing the paste into Legolas' wound he pulled the sheet over the Prince and stood back.
"I hope this will help him. Estel you should stay with him, keep him close. Don't wake him though, he'll need the sleep to recover from the treatment. He'll be alright Estel." Elrond said putting a hand on his son's shoulder. "It will be alright." With that he and the twins left Aragorn and Legolas in the room together.
Aragorn stood for a moment just staring at the pale, weak figure lying limply on the bed. Aragorn slowly walked forwards and sat on the bed. He watched the slow breathing of the Elf for a moment before kissing him lightly and laying against him. He pulled the sheets up over him and curled up next to him. Legolas leaned into his warmth, which was comforting. Aragorn couldn't stop the tears from falling, neither could he stop the sobs from coming from his lips. He shut his eyes and clung onto Legolas. Soon he felt a gentle hand stroking his back. He heard Legolas whispering to him that everything was alright. He pulled Legolas closer and held him tightly. The last thing he heard before falling into a peaceful sleep was Legolas whispering, "I love you." They stayed that way all night, Legolas gently rocking Aragorn and whispering whilst Aragorn fell asleep.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Elvish translations:
Ada - father Ion Nin - My son
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*