Title: The Light in the Dark
Summary: see chapter one
Disclaimer: see chapter one
A/N: All reviews welcome all flames are not this was not betaed so please forgive!

ALso please forgive the previous upload it was my other fic sorry. Now on with the reviews.

IrishQT: Yes he does hate the dark
Lalaithofthebruinen: Yes he does but.....
Deana: Not a chapter a day but here you go.
Narya Silver Fox: Yes poor Estel and both of them broken GAH!
BabeyRachey: Here is what is going to happen. lol
Elven Kitten: LOL loves the pain!
Firniswin: Yes I do know how nice that is
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Cheysuli: Yes sleep for Legolas!
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Chapter 3


Thranduil had stood, mouth open as the screams had reached their ears. Was it his son, was it Estel?" He did not know which one and he did not treasure the thought of either. How was he going to explain to Lord Elrond that he had let his son become buried under the rubble? He started to work faster trying to get them both out, pulling rock after rock away and throwing it to the side. He had sent for his advisor who had spent time with the dwarves years ago to tell him what to do. As he lifted another rock Nanawen showed up.

"We must get more help milord. It will take us weeks with so few."

"Then send for every able bodied elf to come and help!" Thranduil yelled.

Two of the nearby elves ran from the room to do their king's bidding.

"Milord I have grievious news to speak of." Nanawen spoke.

"What is it Nanawen?"

"The air inside is filled with dust milord but it will probably run out in only two days time."

"DO you mean to tell me my son, and Estel may suffocate in my own home?"

"Aye milord" Nanawen said backing away a couple of steps.

Thranduil fell to his knees. "Dear Valar help me" he pleaded.
Within the hour fourty or so elves were working to remove the barrier between the king and the two inside. They were doing so without heed when a low rumble started.

"Stop!" Nanawen said "You must be careful or you will bring the walls in on them and bury the alive."

The elves stopped their hastened paces and started to become more careful. Not one of them wanted to be the cause of the wall caving in.

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Many hours later Estel awoke with a start. He could now move his leg that Legolas had splinted. As he took in a deep breath to keep from yelling out the dust from the room made him cough.

Legolas alerted by this arose from where he laid. "Estel?" he questioned.

"I am here mellon nin, but the air it seems so thin yet filled with dust. I am sorry if I woke you up. How do you fare?"

"My head feels like I had too much of father's wine but otherwise I am well."

Estel did not truly believe Legolas because he had noticed the elf's usual glow was so faint now that it couldn't penetrate the darkness of the room.

"Legolas tell me the truth. I can see your light dims. Even now I can not see your face."

"I am sorry Estel. You are right. I am scared we will not make it out of here. It terrifies me and I wish not to live rather than die like this."

"Do not say that Legolas. I can't do this alone. I am scared of the dark, it haunts me. Please do not leave me here by myself. Please stay....." The last words caught in his throat as he put his head in his hands.

Legolas admonished himself. "How could I give up so easily. I am a warrior, a fighter."

"Estel I am sorry. I will not leave you alone, I promise." With this he smiled as Estel's hand reached for his. When Estel looked back Legolas' glow was much brighter; and now he coul see the smile on his face.

"Thank you Legolas. I can not do this alone. It frightens me."

"Do not worry my friend for you are never alone. I am always with you."

"How is this?" Estel questioned.

"Here" Legolas pointed to Estel's heart. "I am always here; for here no one can part us my brother."

Estel shook his head in understanding the tears falling from his eyes. "I shall not be afriad now even in the face of death for I know you are with me."

"Aye I am now get some rest Estel you look weary."

As Estel closed his eyes Legolas sat staring into the darkness his warrior instincts kicking in. "We need food, and the air grows heavier it will not last much longer." As he said this he got to his feet in search of anything eatable he may find. He felt along with his hands groping around as if blind; for even his keen elven eyesight was no match for the darkness.

He felt his hand come across something soft and wet. Legolas lifted it to his nose and the sweet smell of the orange made him smile. This one had been squished but as he felt around more he found three more that seemed to be alright. He returned to Estel's side to tell him what he had found only to discover the boy asleep tossing as if in fitful dreams. Legolas laid his hand on Estel's and squeezed it sending to him a message that he was not alone.


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