Disclaimer : Lord of the Rings and its characters belong to Tolkien and his
heirs along with the movie productions who did the movie and of course
Peter Jackson. Along with several authors but most notably Cassia and Sio,
Gilraen, Aragorn's mother died along her husband thus making Elrond a
single parent fostering Aragorn and the only parent Estel considers his.
Thank you: I received so much review for this one I am very happy because it shows that despite this is not my best work, the last two chapters have been very hard to write and sorry for the delay on this one.
Penpunk ! Hi ! The story is forming along I'm happy. That was one of my favourite part about that story, non-linear storyline, well it's not really true, well actually it's just my head that's non-linear but I wanted to put flash-backs and confuse people. Thank you for reviewing so much ! I can't post if you don't review ! Thank you for reviewing so quickly !
Thank you P. Rico and Daysleeper, hope you tune in for the next chapter ! And thank you for putting down fears that Arwen and Legolas would be OOC. Thank you for your correction Arkee, they are greatly appreciated. I spend so much time just formatting the story and I get so tired that I often don't correct the content. After writing this I will get a rewrite to post on Cassia and Sio's webpage. Say you wouldn't want to be a beta, right? And it's Vancouver BC. I don't intend on Legolas staying in America much longer. Planet Earth is now so big and there are so many places Aragorn could be.
And no I didn't write myself a review, my sister Araanaz tried to leave my account to log on hers but it didn't work. I'm not desperate ! I'm in the master chair !
Chapter 6
In the Maze of her imagination.
The room was supposed to be beige but to Legolas it was more of a sickening white. He sat on a battered couch, stealing glances at the receptionist who kept eyeing him. He wasn't sure what it meant but it didn't make him feel better. He had met yesterday the doctor that was taking care of Arwen before leaving to take a walk, but he wasn't sure if it would be the same person. He often had to remind himself that mortals needed more sleep then he.
Of course it had nothing with the fact that he knew he was going to have nightmares the moment he closed his mind to rest. The memories were lurking around in the shadows ready to jump out and distort the reality. He always felt it was a curse from Sauron that maybe even it would be the doing of Morthond. He never answered that riddle. The sorcerer had gone to Gondor to put the spell on Aragorn, hid him and attacked Eldarion, his betrothed and one of his sister and fled to Mordor. But when Legolas and Arwen had tracked him down, he had just spouted a partial truth and did not even anticipate Legolas strangling him.
-"Maybe he cursed me." Muttered Legolas to himself, he rubbed his hands against his blue jeans not daring looking up. He didn't want the receptionist to think he was crazy and intern him. After all it had happened before and electroshocks wasn't how he wanted to spend his day. Even if he knew that nowadays there were only used to revive Edain bodies, he still had scars from that encounters.
-"You mean you finally figured it out?" Legolas heard from a figure towering him, yet baring no shadows.
-"Please, do not speak to me. This isn't the time." Legolas said barely moving his lips and watching the receptionist ignoring the apparition of his friend.
-"Whatever you say Master Elf." Aragorn's figure bowed low and with such reverence Legolas smiled before he even realised it. His eyes were dead set in front of him at the large door next to the reception, there was only one door leading in the building, unless of course one took the illegal way in. Legolas had checked the perimeter before going in, in case Arwen was mistreated and he had to get her in quickly.
The door opened and a man in his late forties walked a pad in his hand and a grim look on his face. Legolas jumped to his feet soundlessly and moved in great pace to come face to face with the man.
-"Hello, Mister Green? I'm Doctor Talbot, I have been taking care of your sister." The doctor said holding out his hand to greet Legolas who hurriedly return his gesture.
-"How is she ? She was fine when she came in." Legolas added the second part in accusation and his heart stopped when he saw a flicker of guilt in the man's brown eyes.
-"I'm sorry, she relapsed early this morning." The man said putting one hand awkwardly on Legolas' shoulder.
-"What does that mean relapsed ?" Legolas said slowly but pouring his anger on the words, the doctor retracted his hand almost expecting Legolas to bite him or do something likewise rash.
-"She is in a delusion. She is hallucinating right now, we had to put her in a special room to prevent her from hurting herself." The Doctor said shuffling his notes looking at the notepad in his hand before sighing and looking at Legolas straight in the eyes.
-"Is she is a straightjacket?" Asked Legolas in fear, Arwen was supposed to get rest for a week. Even though Legolas was often surprised she hadn't faded years ago he had guessed it was because of his influence. But straightjackets beside being impossibly uncomfortable it usually meant that Arwen was not going to leave this place soon.
-"No we haven't. We gave her a mild sedative, and we are waiting for it to kick in." The Doctor said trying to be reassuring. Legolas looked up above the man's shoulder to see Aragorn shake his head.
-"Elves don't respond to drugs the same way." Aragorn declared. Legolas even if Aragorn was an appartition had no reason to doubt it. Estel had grown up with Elrond a master healer and was the personification of "the hands of the King are the hands of an healer" or something like that, a popular saying in Gondor.
-"I don't want you to give her any other drugs." Legolas said meeting the Doctor's eyes.
-"Say you fear for dependency." Suggested the apparition, Legolas closed his eyes at that, wishing that he smelled the wet grass of the Anduin River instead of antiseptics.
-"Mister Green, how can we help her if she goes into a trance or hysterics? The drugs are meant to calm her and are not in their quantity suggestive of dependency. They are merely mild sedative that relax the muscle and allow us to connect with the patient." The Doctor's tone had something in his voice that alerted Legolas, the over protectiveness was interfering in his work. Legolas knew some culture refused blood transfusion, organs transplant and technologies in name of religions or principles and it was frown upon. How to explain that a mere blood transfusion might reveal another form of life on the Earth, a life form that had except two and ½ specimen and all but vanished ages ago.
-"Sorry." Squirted Aragorn earning a deadly glare from Legolas who took a minute to think of the next course of action. Elves and Edain's metabolism were maybe not that different after all, wherever was Aragorn, he may have had a transfusion and there was no news about someone who was an aliens.
Of course, Legolas had stopped reading the tabloids five years ago, it was getting tiresome to knock on people's door and to see fat middle-age men or teenagers pretend they were ghouls or vampires or immortals.
-"Can I see her and decide afterward?" Legolas asked, from what he remembered Arwen was given two shot of sedative, in his logic, if she was fine now. It would mean there was nothing to worry about.
-"If you insist." The Doctor said on a strange tone that Legolas couldn't decipher, they walked to the reception and Legolas was shoved a few paper to sign. He asked politely at the receptionist to copy them before signing. He needed to see Arwen first before going to the library to make sense of the papers and only afterward, would he decide to leave to Vancouver in Canada.
Legolas was lead to a room bare with only a table and two chair facing each other. The chairs were in bright orange plastic to lessened the damage in case a patient used it as a weapon and highly uncomfortable. Legolas winced as he sat down, this wasn't in the brochure. He drummed his long fingers on the table and sparred a look at the tinted window. His hair fell strangely around his face, probably the fact he had to hide his ears something he only did in the last two century while trying to follow the men's fashion of shorter hair. He still had a bit of a glow but he was tired and it was very faint now. He never told Arwen and probably never will but his biggest fear was to become human and forsake his heritage. Not that he had anything against the Edain, it simply wasn't his nature. He was meant to be among trees and wildlife. He was meant to be a free being among his kind.
The problem laid that he couldn't find the last of his kin. He had fancied himself a tracker, defending his land from Orcs, the Spiders and had taught many things to Strider in the matter. But many the Elf-Stone had surpassed the master, it would explain the difficulty at finding him. Perhaps if he had been alone. Legolas chased that thought he couldn't have left Arwen to die, not when there was the chance. It was one of the thought that had plagued him on the boat, but he knew those two could only find their happiness at being together albeit it be in the Halls of Mandos.
The door opened and Arwen wearing sweat pants and a white shirt lacked her regal looks. She smiled brightly at him and looked calm almost serene. But it seemed odd on her, gone was the sadness in her aura. She looked human with her big blue eyes that seemed glassy.
-"Hello, how are you?" Asked Legolas standing up as she entered, she shrugged and sat down without a word. Legolas frowned before sitting down again.
-"So are they treating you well?" Asked Legolas, knowing that the doctor or maybe even doctors were standing behind the tinted windows. It was procedure.
-"I'm fine." Replied Arwen nonchalantly munching on some bubblegum. Legolas froze, it was almost like Arwen didn't recognize him.
-"Arwen. Undomiel." He whispered the two names leaning forward on the table and turning his shoulder to hide from the Doctors. Arwen didn't even blink at that.
-"I'm leaving you here for a while." Legolas declared watching her intently waiting for her to. "To what, asked a little voice in his head, see her bursting into tears or a fit of anger because you are leaving her? You want to what, feel guilty?" Legolas closed his eyes for a minute fearing that when he will opened them, Aragorn would be lurking over Arwen, invisible to all but him.
-"Oh." Answered Arwen, sounding disappointed. Legolas' eyes flung open to see only a mass of black hair.
-"What is it?" Asked Legolas surprised to finally see something flicker on her face.
-"You will miss it." Arwen said slowly but without too much intonation.
-"Miss what?" Legolas asked racking his brain, why she trying to communicate something to him in code. Was she in trouble with the doctors and fear that Legolas would be arrested or something. Or was it her way to tell him she didn't want him to go. He couldn't help but flashback to when they were youngsters and she threw a tantrum because he would leave before her birthday to Thranduil, king of Mirkwood in front of an assembly of Elves. Never have Elrond been more embarrassed at his daughter and he couldn't persuaded her to be quiet. The worst part was that she made his father feel guilty at leaving and they stayed for two more weeks. The Arwen he knew was calm most of the time and poised, not the lifeless doll in front of him.
-"The wedding. My father and grand-parents are coming, you know." Arwen reminded him, sounding a bit like a Valley Girl pushing her long strand behind her left shoulder.
-"The wedding." Legolas stared at her, the event was so far away in his head that at first he thought she was talking about another event. Not her wedding, it couldn't possibly perhaps she was talking about Eldarion's wedding but neither her father or grand-parents had been there.
-"You will miss the wedding. You know, we waited years and years before marrying. Aragorn wants you there and all his little friends. You're like supposed to be the best man." Arwen reminded, but she sounded so confused part of sentence could have been uttered by Arwen Undomiel, part by Eva Rivers, an alias she used in California. Legolas now was sure she was talking about HER wedding.
-"Aragorn is not here." Reminded gently Legolas.
-"Of course he is not, he is with Gandalf and Sam talking about the White tree he wants to take care of. He'll be mad if you are not there." Arwen accused her eyes seemed even more glassy that they almost looked white, Legolas stood up, a chill in his back.
-"I have to go fetch him then." Legolas said lamely, he felt awkward, he felt her fading. She was deep into a memory and it was like she wanted to stay as such. Maybe it was over for her, Legolas had heard about catatonia and autism. Maybe Arwen gave up and preferred to live in her head.
-"Good, I have to find someone, I have grey hairs. I can't have them for the wedding." Arwen commented taking a handful of her raven locks and looking at the tinge of grey appearing.
Time stood still for Legolas as blood rushed to his ears. He stared at her hair that had been raven a mere 24 hours ago. She was giving up, he realised, she was letting herself die. She gave up hope.
Legolas felt tears blurrying his vision but he wasn't sure he really wanted to see. He wondered how long it would take before she was cold. Her hair was not as grey as before, when Elessar died but if her body transformed itself to Edain, how long would she last, she was over three thousand years old. She was supposed to be dead a millennia ago. They had never been separated for long, they had never been far from each other. He felt like giving up himself, was Estel's life worth that much, was it worth the life of the Evenstar?
-« I'll see you soon, okay. I will be there for the wedding. I promise. I love you sister, » Legolas said kissing her clamy forehead before leaving the room in haste. The corridor was moving, the walls were spinning. It could be the last he saw her, alive that is. He wondered what he could tell her father, her brother, her mother that she had not seen for so long and was surely missing her only daughter. What would he tell Aragorn if he ever found him? His priority became Arwen in that second yet, something lingered.
He owed part of his life to his best friend, they had saved each other so often, and he had vowed to bring him.
One life for another. It came to that. Both choice left someone he held dear in his heart behind and both seemed wrong. It was choosing the lesser evil. But maybe there is darkness in all, when one take, one loose. Both choices weighted equally evil in his heart.
The door from the other room openned and Legolas was beckonned to come in. He glanced at Arwen who was now talking with a nurse that had slip in after he left before turning his attention to the Doctor Talbot.
-« Are you alright? » The Doctor asked kindly, he put his large hand on Legolas' shoulder again but this time it was more comforting, more sincere.
-« Yes. Shock. » Legolas replied in two words waving his hands and avoiding the Doctor's eyes and Arwen behind the glass wall talking excitedly with the nurse.
-« I understand. She will have to stay here for a while son. She desperatly needed specialised help. » The Doctor said nodding to another Doctor, a female in her fifties.
-« I will leave to arrange a few details. In three weeks I will be back. » Declared Legolas staring, waiting for an argument. The Doctor nodded once took off his hands and reached his pocket for a card that he held for Legolas to take.
-« Three weeks will be beneficiary for your sister, Mister Green. But remember that she signed herself in and only her or a specialist here can sign her out. This is my card, if there is a problem or you want update. Do not hesitate to call. If you want to talk with her there is no problem, call my office first and I'll get her. The phone hours are business hours though. She is in good hands, Mister Green. » Talbot said hugging his notepad to his chest with one arm and brushing fingers with Legolas taking the card. Legolas stood there for a moment nodded once to both doctors and spinned around. He marched to the door and left without ever looking back.
This was one of the five hardest thing he ever done in his entire lifetime.
Five hours later he was on a plane to Vancouver BC.
Thank you: I received so much review for this one I am very happy because it shows that despite this is not my best work, the last two chapters have been very hard to write and sorry for the delay on this one.
Penpunk ! Hi ! The story is forming along I'm happy. That was one of my favourite part about that story, non-linear storyline, well it's not really true, well actually it's just my head that's non-linear but I wanted to put flash-backs and confuse people. Thank you for reviewing so much ! I can't post if you don't review ! Thank you for reviewing so quickly !
Thank you P. Rico and Daysleeper, hope you tune in for the next chapter ! And thank you for putting down fears that Arwen and Legolas would be OOC. Thank you for your correction Arkee, they are greatly appreciated. I spend so much time just formatting the story and I get so tired that I often don't correct the content. After writing this I will get a rewrite to post on Cassia and Sio's webpage. Say you wouldn't want to be a beta, right? And it's Vancouver BC. I don't intend on Legolas staying in America much longer. Planet Earth is now so big and there are so many places Aragorn could be.
And no I didn't write myself a review, my sister Araanaz tried to leave my account to log on hers but it didn't work. I'm not desperate ! I'm in the master chair !
Chapter 6
In the Maze of her imagination.
The room was supposed to be beige but to Legolas it was more of a sickening white. He sat on a battered couch, stealing glances at the receptionist who kept eyeing him. He wasn't sure what it meant but it didn't make him feel better. He had met yesterday the doctor that was taking care of Arwen before leaving to take a walk, but he wasn't sure if it would be the same person. He often had to remind himself that mortals needed more sleep then he.
Of course it had nothing with the fact that he knew he was going to have nightmares the moment he closed his mind to rest. The memories were lurking around in the shadows ready to jump out and distort the reality. He always felt it was a curse from Sauron that maybe even it would be the doing of Morthond. He never answered that riddle. The sorcerer had gone to Gondor to put the spell on Aragorn, hid him and attacked Eldarion, his betrothed and one of his sister and fled to Mordor. But when Legolas and Arwen had tracked him down, he had just spouted a partial truth and did not even anticipate Legolas strangling him.
-"Maybe he cursed me." Muttered Legolas to himself, he rubbed his hands against his blue jeans not daring looking up. He didn't want the receptionist to think he was crazy and intern him. After all it had happened before and electroshocks wasn't how he wanted to spend his day. Even if he knew that nowadays there were only used to revive Edain bodies, he still had scars from that encounters.
-"You mean you finally figured it out?" Legolas heard from a figure towering him, yet baring no shadows.
-"Please, do not speak to me. This isn't the time." Legolas said barely moving his lips and watching the receptionist ignoring the apparition of his friend.
-"Whatever you say Master Elf." Aragorn's figure bowed low and with such reverence Legolas smiled before he even realised it. His eyes were dead set in front of him at the large door next to the reception, there was only one door leading in the building, unless of course one took the illegal way in. Legolas had checked the perimeter before going in, in case Arwen was mistreated and he had to get her in quickly.
The door opened and a man in his late forties walked a pad in his hand and a grim look on his face. Legolas jumped to his feet soundlessly and moved in great pace to come face to face with the man.
-"Hello, Mister Green? I'm Doctor Talbot, I have been taking care of your sister." The doctor said holding out his hand to greet Legolas who hurriedly return his gesture.
-"How is she ? She was fine when she came in." Legolas added the second part in accusation and his heart stopped when he saw a flicker of guilt in the man's brown eyes.
-"I'm sorry, she relapsed early this morning." The man said putting one hand awkwardly on Legolas' shoulder.
-"What does that mean relapsed ?" Legolas said slowly but pouring his anger on the words, the doctor retracted his hand almost expecting Legolas to bite him or do something likewise rash.
-"She is in a delusion. She is hallucinating right now, we had to put her in a special room to prevent her from hurting herself." The Doctor said shuffling his notes looking at the notepad in his hand before sighing and looking at Legolas straight in the eyes.
-"Is she is a straightjacket?" Asked Legolas in fear, Arwen was supposed to get rest for a week. Even though Legolas was often surprised she hadn't faded years ago he had guessed it was because of his influence. But straightjackets beside being impossibly uncomfortable it usually meant that Arwen was not going to leave this place soon.
-"No we haven't. We gave her a mild sedative, and we are waiting for it to kick in." The Doctor said trying to be reassuring. Legolas looked up above the man's shoulder to see Aragorn shake his head.
-"Elves don't respond to drugs the same way." Aragorn declared. Legolas even if Aragorn was an appartition had no reason to doubt it. Estel had grown up with Elrond a master healer and was the personification of "the hands of the King are the hands of an healer" or something like that, a popular saying in Gondor.
-"I don't want you to give her any other drugs." Legolas said meeting the Doctor's eyes.
-"Say you fear for dependency." Suggested the apparition, Legolas closed his eyes at that, wishing that he smelled the wet grass of the Anduin River instead of antiseptics.
-"Mister Green, how can we help her if she goes into a trance or hysterics? The drugs are meant to calm her and are not in their quantity suggestive of dependency. They are merely mild sedative that relax the muscle and allow us to connect with the patient." The Doctor's tone had something in his voice that alerted Legolas, the over protectiveness was interfering in his work. Legolas knew some culture refused blood transfusion, organs transplant and technologies in name of religions or principles and it was frown upon. How to explain that a mere blood transfusion might reveal another form of life on the Earth, a life form that had except two and ½ specimen and all but vanished ages ago.
-"Sorry." Squirted Aragorn earning a deadly glare from Legolas who took a minute to think of the next course of action. Elves and Edain's metabolism were maybe not that different after all, wherever was Aragorn, he may have had a transfusion and there was no news about someone who was an aliens.
Of course, Legolas had stopped reading the tabloids five years ago, it was getting tiresome to knock on people's door and to see fat middle-age men or teenagers pretend they were ghouls or vampires or immortals.
-"Can I see her and decide afterward?" Legolas asked, from what he remembered Arwen was given two shot of sedative, in his logic, if she was fine now. It would mean there was nothing to worry about.
-"If you insist." The Doctor said on a strange tone that Legolas couldn't decipher, they walked to the reception and Legolas was shoved a few paper to sign. He asked politely at the receptionist to copy them before signing. He needed to see Arwen first before going to the library to make sense of the papers and only afterward, would he decide to leave to Vancouver in Canada.
Legolas was lead to a room bare with only a table and two chair facing each other. The chairs were in bright orange plastic to lessened the damage in case a patient used it as a weapon and highly uncomfortable. Legolas winced as he sat down, this wasn't in the brochure. He drummed his long fingers on the table and sparred a look at the tinted window. His hair fell strangely around his face, probably the fact he had to hide his ears something he only did in the last two century while trying to follow the men's fashion of shorter hair. He still had a bit of a glow but he was tired and it was very faint now. He never told Arwen and probably never will but his biggest fear was to become human and forsake his heritage. Not that he had anything against the Edain, it simply wasn't his nature. He was meant to be among trees and wildlife. He was meant to be a free being among his kind.
The problem laid that he couldn't find the last of his kin. He had fancied himself a tracker, defending his land from Orcs, the Spiders and had taught many things to Strider in the matter. But many the Elf-Stone had surpassed the master, it would explain the difficulty at finding him. Perhaps if he had been alone. Legolas chased that thought he couldn't have left Arwen to die, not when there was the chance. It was one of the thought that had plagued him on the boat, but he knew those two could only find their happiness at being together albeit it be in the Halls of Mandos.
The door opened and Arwen wearing sweat pants and a white shirt lacked her regal looks. She smiled brightly at him and looked calm almost serene. But it seemed odd on her, gone was the sadness in her aura. She looked human with her big blue eyes that seemed glassy.
-"Hello, how are you?" Asked Legolas standing up as she entered, she shrugged and sat down without a word. Legolas frowned before sitting down again.
-"So are they treating you well?" Asked Legolas, knowing that the doctor or maybe even doctors were standing behind the tinted windows. It was procedure.
-"I'm fine." Replied Arwen nonchalantly munching on some bubblegum. Legolas froze, it was almost like Arwen didn't recognize him.
-"Arwen. Undomiel." He whispered the two names leaning forward on the table and turning his shoulder to hide from the Doctors. Arwen didn't even blink at that.
-"I'm leaving you here for a while." Legolas declared watching her intently waiting for her to. "To what, asked a little voice in his head, see her bursting into tears or a fit of anger because you are leaving her? You want to what, feel guilty?" Legolas closed his eyes for a minute fearing that when he will opened them, Aragorn would be lurking over Arwen, invisible to all but him.
-"Oh." Answered Arwen, sounding disappointed. Legolas' eyes flung open to see only a mass of black hair.
-"What is it?" Asked Legolas surprised to finally see something flicker on her face.
-"You will miss it." Arwen said slowly but without too much intonation.
-"Miss what?" Legolas asked racking his brain, why she trying to communicate something to him in code. Was she in trouble with the doctors and fear that Legolas would be arrested or something. Or was it her way to tell him she didn't want him to go. He couldn't help but flashback to when they were youngsters and she threw a tantrum because he would leave before her birthday to Thranduil, king of Mirkwood in front of an assembly of Elves. Never have Elrond been more embarrassed at his daughter and he couldn't persuaded her to be quiet. The worst part was that she made his father feel guilty at leaving and they stayed for two more weeks. The Arwen he knew was calm most of the time and poised, not the lifeless doll in front of him.
-"The wedding. My father and grand-parents are coming, you know." Arwen reminded him, sounding a bit like a Valley Girl pushing her long strand behind her left shoulder.
-"The wedding." Legolas stared at her, the event was so far away in his head that at first he thought she was talking about another event. Not her wedding, it couldn't possibly perhaps she was talking about Eldarion's wedding but neither her father or grand-parents had been there.
-"You will miss the wedding. You know, we waited years and years before marrying. Aragorn wants you there and all his little friends. You're like supposed to be the best man." Arwen reminded, but she sounded so confused part of sentence could have been uttered by Arwen Undomiel, part by Eva Rivers, an alias she used in California. Legolas now was sure she was talking about HER wedding.
-"Aragorn is not here." Reminded gently Legolas.
-"Of course he is not, he is with Gandalf and Sam talking about the White tree he wants to take care of. He'll be mad if you are not there." Arwen accused her eyes seemed even more glassy that they almost looked white, Legolas stood up, a chill in his back.
-"I have to go fetch him then." Legolas said lamely, he felt awkward, he felt her fading. She was deep into a memory and it was like she wanted to stay as such. Maybe it was over for her, Legolas had heard about catatonia and autism. Maybe Arwen gave up and preferred to live in her head.
-"Good, I have to find someone, I have grey hairs. I can't have them for the wedding." Arwen commented taking a handful of her raven locks and looking at the tinge of grey appearing.
Time stood still for Legolas as blood rushed to his ears. He stared at her hair that had been raven a mere 24 hours ago. She was giving up, he realised, she was letting herself die. She gave up hope.
Legolas felt tears blurrying his vision but he wasn't sure he really wanted to see. He wondered how long it would take before she was cold. Her hair was not as grey as before, when Elessar died but if her body transformed itself to Edain, how long would she last, she was over three thousand years old. She was supposed to be dead a millennia ago. They had never been separated for long, they had never been far from each other. He felt like giving up himself, was Estel's life worth that much, was it worth the life of the Evenstar?
-« I'll see you soon, okay. I will be there for the wedding. I promise. I love you sister, » Legolas said kissing her clamy forehead before leaving the room in haste. The corridor was moving, the walls were spinning. It could be the last he saw her, alive that is. He wondered what he could tell her father, her brother, her mother that she had not seen for so long and was surely missing her only daughter. What would he tell Aragorn if he ever found him? His priority became Arwen in that second yet, something lingered.
He owed part of his life to his best friend, they had saved each other so often, and he had vowed to bring him.
One life for another. It came to that. Both choice left someone he held dear in his heart behind and both seemed wrong. It was choosing the lesser evil. But maybe there is darkness in all, when one take, one loose. Both choices weighted equally evil in his heart.
The door from the other room openned and Legolas was beckonned to come in. He glanced at Arwen who was now talking with a nurse that had slip in after he left before turning his attention to the Doctor Talbot.
-« Are you alright? » The Doctor asked kindly, he put his large hand on Legolas' shoulder again but this time it was more comforting, more sincere.
-« Yes. Shock. » Legolas replied in two words waving his hands and avoiding the Doctor's eyes and Arwen behind the glass wall talking excitedly with the nurse.
-« I understand. She will have to stay here for a while son. She desperatly needed specialised help. » The Doctor said nodding to another Doctor, a female in her fifties.
-« I will leave to arrange a few details. In three weeks I will be back. » Declared Legolas staring, waiting for an argument. The Doctor nodded once took off his hands and reached his pocket for a card that he held for Legolas to take.
-« Three weeks will be beneficiary for your sister, Mister Green. But remember that she signed herself in and only her or a specialist here can sign her out. This is my card, if there is a problem or you want update. Do not hesitate to call. If you want to talk with her there is no problem, call my office first and I'll get her. The phone hours are business hours though. She is in good hands, Mister Green. » Talbot said hugging his notepad to his chest with one arm and brushing fingers with Legolas taking the card. Legolas stood there for a moment nodded once to both doctors and spinned around. He marched to the door and left without ever looking back.
This was one of the five hardest thing he ever done in his entire lifetime.
Five hours later he was on a plane to Vancouver BC.
