Love Never Expected (8/?)
By Dragonflyer
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters and I do not intend to take or use them as my own.
Chapter 8: Poisoned Elf
Fleur, Legolas and 'Gabrielle' sat in a small café not too far from the hotel. It was a nice day in the Highlands; wind blowing, sun shinning, not too hot, but not too cold either. Even though the sun's warmth surrounded Fleur, she could not feel it. Her heart and senses froze when she looked at the imposter, as she was now. She thought of her real sister. The Gabrielle that had been taken. Oh, how she would get back at the ones who took her.
"Fleur. Fleur," a voice from far away called to her from the out side world. Fleur blinked out of her dazed state of mind and looked to Legolas who had been calling her.
"What? What is it?" Fleur asked him. She wondered for what reason he had taken her out of her reverie.
"When are we going to question her?" Legolas asked. Legolas had been calm since they had arrived yesterday, unlike Fleur who had been jumpy and nervous. He, like Fleur, had kept a close eye on 'Gabrielle' ever since they had arrived.
Fleur kept her eye on 'Gabrielle' as she spoke to Legolas, "Tonight, when we get back to the hotel." She was nervous, very nervous. Part of her wanted to just attack 'Gabrielle' right there and then. The other part of her told herself to keep calm, to not let it get to her. She had made a habit over these last few days of breathing deeply to keep herself calm.
"Don't worry, Fleur. Everything is going to go all right." Legolas once again held Fleur's hand. This gave Fleur comfort from her anxiety. With each day that passed she became closer to Legolas as he became closer to her. Wherever one went the other went along.
A waiter came to their table. "Is everything all right? May I get you anything?" He looked from Legolas to 'Gabrielle' and finally to Fleur. His eyes widened as he starred at her, as though he had never before seen a woman before. He kept starring at her until Legolas interrupted.
"Yes, water if you please," Legolas answered, obviously annoyed by the man's reactions. He had to repeat this several times before the man left. By then Legolas looked as if he would have started a fight with him if he had not left.
Fleur smiled. Legolas had been very protective of her ever since they had entered the city.
The waiter came back to deliver Legolas' water. He glanced at Fleur, but knew better than to stay too long. Legolas narrowed his eyes and watched him leave while he quietly drank the water. Suddenly he tensed started coughing.
Fleur turned to him, "Are you okay?"
Legolas hit his chest a few times before he stopped coughing. "Yeah, I'm okay. I guess it just went the wrong way," Legolas sighed and relaxed back in his chair. Fleur kept on studying him, making sure that he was all right. When she was convinced she turned back to 'Gabrielle'. She was grinning at her with one eyebrow raised and mischievous eyes. Fleur scowled.
"Well, where are we off to now, ladies?" Legolas asked, regaining his posture.
'Gabrielle' immediately turned to him. "Let's go to the countryside and see the sites!" she said cheerfully.
*****Later.*****
Fleur put her purse down on the room's table and sank back into a chair. She closed her eyes and recapped what they had done that day.
After they had left the café Legolas, 'Gabrielle' and she had traveled to popular tourist sites in the Highlands. It had nearly taken them all day before 'Gabrielle' had admitted she was tired and they came back to the hotel. By then both Legolas and herself were completely exhausted. Legolas had taken to a bed in the other room to rest. Fleur made a sly grin and chuckled. She could just imagine herself one day in the same bed with him, naked and. Fleur snapped out of her reverie. Why was she thinking like this? What was it about Legolas that turned her on? No. She would not let herself think that way, not now. Not when there were more important matters at hand.
Fleur stood up and made her way to her room. There was still an hour or two before sun down so she decided to prepare for the night's events.
*****That Night.*****
Fleur met Legolas right outside 'Gabrielle's' door. He was breathing heavily and looked slightly paler than he usually was. Fleur gave him a worried look.
"Are you alright? You don't look like you're feeling well," Fleur asked.
Legolas looked up at her with glassy eyes. "Yeah, I'm alright. I'm just tired from today's travels."
Fleur didn't really believe either of his sentences. She sighed and dropped the matter. She would worry about it later. She readied her wand while Legolas pulled out his sword. Fleur looked at Legolas and mouthed, 'On three. One. two.' As Fleur mouthed three they pushed open the door and jumped inside.
'Gabrielle' sat on the bed, her back to the door. She didn't even turn around as Fleur and Legolas entered and swiftly moved toward her bed. "My, you didn't have to make such a dramatic entrance when I was already expecting the two of you," Gabrielle said lightly.
Slowly she turned around. Only what Fleur saw wasn't the disguise of Gabrielle that she had been expecting to see. There sat a woman in a white nightgown. She looked like she was in her mid-twenties with dark brown hair and black eyes.
She looked at Legolas and grinned. "Feeling the effect yet, Prince Legolas?"
"What do you mean?" Fleur asked. Suddenly she heard a crash behind her. She turned to see Legolas on the floor breathing heavily, his forehead beaded with sweat. Fleur rushed to kneel beside him. She looked up at 'Gabrielle' with narrow eyes. "What did you do to him you bitch!" Fleur yelled at her, holding Legolas.
He looked as if he was in great pain. He had a high fever and was breathing even more heavily than he had been earlier.
The woman just smiled slyly. "Do you remember back at the café, Fleur? Remember when Legolas started coughing when he drank the water?" she laughed. "It was poisoned."
Fleur knelt there shocked. She should have known something was wrong with Legolas earlier. Why, how could she not have seen it? She looked down at Legolas in her arms. His face was twisted in agony and pain. Fleur felt a similar pain in her heart. A pain that quickly turned to anger, then to rage.
Fleur gently set down Legolas and stood up. She then turned on the woman sitting on the bed with hate in her gaze. The woman seemed unmoved and unafraid. She raised an eyebrow at Fleur's actions.
"What are you going to do to me, veela?" she chuckled. "Give me beauty tips?" She slowly slid off the bed to face Fleur who was slowly edging her way towards the woman.
Fleur scowled even harder at her. "You obviously don't know much about veela, do you?"
The other woman grinned and shrugged. "Maybe, maybe not, but the way you look at Legolas," she glanced at Legolas. "I know how you feel about him."
Fleur could feel her blood boil then something snapped. Suddenly she felt her finger nails growing into sharp claws. 'Oh, God. Its happening, I'm transforming,' thought Fleur. This had never happened to her before, although she had seen it happen to other veela. She began to twitch and felt the sprouting of feathers around her arms. Her face, as she could feel, began to morph into the sharp beak of a savage bird.
The woman watched in horror at Fleur's transformation as she had not known veela capable of.
Suddenly Fleur, sensing the moment to strike, rushed at her foe and knocked her to the ground. Fleur quickly stood and made another quick attack.
The battle did not last long. In her state, Fleur had no control of what she did or of her strength. Within a couple of minutes the strange woman was down and out. Seeing that the fight had been won, Fleur calmed down, transforming back to her normal self again. As the adrenaline slowly went away Fleur's knees began to shake so she slid to the floor exhausted. She turned her head to face Legolas' body. He was still lying there, shaking in great pain. Fleur could hear him gasping for breath.
Slowly Fleur dragged herself to lay right next to him. She slowly put his head on her shoulder and held him close to her. 'Oh, Legolas. What will happen if something terrible happened to you?' Fleur thought. 'What will I do? Oh, God. I love you.' Fleur stayed holding him through the night and till early morning.
Author Note: Sorry I took so long to put this one up, I went on vacation and didn't have access to the computer for like almost a week. Well, I hope you enjoy this chapter! I will write again soon.
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters and I do not intend to take or use them as my own.
Chapter 8: Poisoned Elf
Fleur, Legolas and 'Gabrielle' sat in a small café not too far from the hotel. It was a nice day in the Highlands; wind blowing, sun shinning, not too hot, but not too cold either. Even though the sun's warmth surrounded Fleur, she could not feel it. Her heart and senses froze when she looked at the imposter, as she was now. She thought of her real sister. The Gabrielle that had been taken. Oh, how she would get back at the ones who took her.
"Fleur. Fleur," a voice from far away called to her from the out side world. Fleur blinked out of her dazed state of mind and looked to Legolas who had been calling her.
"What? What is it?" Fleur asked him. She wondered for what reason he had taken her out of her reverie.
"When are we going to question her?" Legolas asked. Legolas had been calm since they had arrived yesterday, unlike Fleur who had been jumpy and nervous. He, like Fleur, had kept a close eye on 'Gabrielle' ever since they had arrived.
Fleur kept her eye on 'Gabrielle' as she spoke to Legolas, "Tonight, when we get back to the hotel." She was nervous, very nervous. Part of her wanted to just attack 'Gabrielle' right there and then. The other part of her told herself to keep calm, to not let it get to her. She had made a habit over these last few days of breathing deeply to keep herself calm.
"Don't worry, Fleur. Everything is going to go all right." Legolas once again held Fleur's hand. This gave Fleur comfort from her anxiety. With each day that passed she became closer to Legolas as he became closer to her. Wherever one went the other went along.
A waiter came to their table. "Is everything all right? May I get you anything?" He looked from Legolas to 'Gabrielle' and finally to Fleur. His eyes widened as he starred at her, as though he had never before seen a woman before. He kept starring at her until Legolas interrupted.
"Yes, water if you please," Legolas answered, obviously annoyed by the man's reactions. He had to repeat this several times before the man left. By then Legolas looked as if he would have started a fight with him if he had not left.
Fleur smiled. Legolas had been very protective of her ever since they had entered the city.
The waiter came back to deliver Legolas' water. He glanced at Fleur, but knew better than to stay too long. Legolas narrowed his eyes and watched him leave while he quietly drank the water. Suddenly he tensed started coughing.
Fleur turned to him, "Are you okay?"
Legolas hit his chest a few times before he stopped coughing. "Yeah, I'm okay. I guess it just went the wrong way," Legolas sighed and relaxed back in his chair. Fleur kept on studying him, making sure that he was all right. When she was convinced she turned back to 'Gabrielle'. She was grinning at her with one eyebrow raised and mischievous eyes. Fleur scowled.
"Well, where are we off to now, ladies?" Legolas asked, regaining his posture.
'Gabrielle' immediately turned to him. "Let's go to the countryside and see the sites!" she said cheerfully.
*****Later.*****
Fleur put her purse down on the room's table and sank back into a chair. She closed her eyes and recapped what they had done that day.
After they had left the café Legolas, 'Gabrielle' and she had traveled to popular tourist sites in the Highlands. It had nearly taken them all day before 'Gabrielle' had admitted she was tired and they came back to the hotel. By then both Legolas and herself were completely exhausted. Legolas had taken to a bed in the other room to rest. Fleur made a sly grin and chuckled. She could just imagine herself one day in the same bed with him, naked and. Fleur snapped out of her reverie. Why was she thinking like this? What was it about Legolas that turned her on? No. She would not let herself think that way, not now. Not when there were more important matters at hand.
Fleur stood up and made her way to her room. There was still an hour or two before sun down so she decided to prepare for the night's events.
*****That Night.*****
Fleur met Legolas right outside 'Gabrielle's' door. He was breathing heavily and looked slightly paler than he usually was. Fleur gave him a worried look.
"Are you alright? You don't look like you're feeling well," Fleur asked.
Legolas looked up at her with glassy eyes. "Yeah, I'm alright. I'm just tired from today's travels."
Fleur didn't really believe either of his sentences. She sighed and dropped the matter. She would worry about it later. She readied her wand while Legolas pulled out his sword. Fleur looked at Legolas and mouthed, 'On three. One. two.' As Fleur mouthed three they pushed open the door and jumped inside.
'Gabrielle' sat on the bed, her back to the door. She didn't even turn around as Fleur and Legolas entered and swiftly moved toward her bed. "My, you didn't have to make such a dramatic entrance when I was already expecting the two of you," Gabrielle said lightly.
Slowly she turned around. Only what Fleur saw wasn't the disguise of Gabrielle that she had been expecting to see. There sat a woman in a white nightgown. She looked like she was in her mid-twenties with dark brown hair and black eyes.
She looked at Legolas and grinned. "Feeling the effect yet, Prince Legolas?"
"What do you mean?" Fleur asked. Suddenly she heard a crash behind her. She turned to see Legolas on the floor breathing heavily, his forehead beaded with sweat. Fleur rushed to kneel beside him. She looked up at 'Gabrielle' with narrow eyes. "What did you do to him you bitch!" Fleur yelled at her, holding Legolas.
He looked as if he was in great pain. He had a high fever and was breathing even more heavily than he had been earlier.
The woman just smiled slyly. "Do you remember back at the café, Fleur? Remember when Legolas started coughing when he drank the water?" she laughed. "It was poisoned."
Fleur knelt there shocked. She should have known something was wrong with Legolas earlier. Why, how could she not have seen it? She looked down at Legolas in her arms. His face was twisted in agony and pain. Fleur felt a similar pain in her heart. A pain that quickly turned to anger, then to rage.
Fleur gently set down Legolas and stood up. She then turned on the woman sitting on the bed with hate in her gaze. The woman seemed unmoved and unafraid. She raised an eyebrow at Fleur's actions.
"What are you going to do to me, veela?" she chuckled. "Give me beauty tips?" She slowly slid off the bed to face Fleur who was slowly edging her way towards the woman.
Fleur scowled even harder at her. "You obviously don't know much about veela, do you?"
The other woman grinned and shrugged. "Maybe, maybe not, but the way you look at Legolas," she glanced at Legolas. "I know how you feel about him."
Fleur could feel her blood boil then something snapped. Suddenly she felt her finger nails growing into sharp claws. 'Oh, God. Its happening, I'm transforming,' thought Fleur. This had never happened to her before, although she had seen it happen to other veela. She began to twitch and felt the sprouting of feathers around her arms. Her face, as she could feel, began to morph into the sharp beak of a savage bird.
The woman watched in horror at Fleur's transformation as she had not known veela capable of.
Suddenly Fleur, sensing the moment to strike, rushed at her foe and knocked her to the ground. Fleur quickly stood and made another quick attack.
The battle did not last long. In her state, Fleur had no control of what she did or of her strength. Within a couple of minutes the strange woman was down and out. Seeing that the fight had been won, Fleur calmed down, transforming back to her normal self again. As the adrenaline slowly went away Fleur's knees began to shake so she slid to the floor exhausted. She turned her head to face Legolas' body. He was still lying there, shaking in great pain. Fleur could hear him gasping for breath.
Slowly Fleur dragged herself to lay right next to him. She slowly put his head on her shoulder and held him close to her. 'Oh, Legolas. What will happen if something terrible happened to you?' Fleur thought. 'What will I do? Oh, God. I love you.' Fleur stayed holding him through the night and till early morning.
Author Note: Sorry I took so long to put this one up, I went on vacation and didn't have access to the computer for like almost a week. Well, I hope you enjoy this chapter! I will write again soon.
