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A scream rang through the halls.
I shot up from my bed, woken from a deep slumber by a sharp scream. I left my chambers and ran towards where it had come from, dressed only in a loose pair of leggings that I had worn for bed.
It had come from Thalia's room.
I flung the door open to find Elrond and Glorfindel already there. A blood soaked sheet lay on the floor in front of me. A moan of pain came from the bed as Elrond examined the wound.
My heart nearly came through my throat, I could not see who it was on the bed. It could be either Thalia or Legolas.
"Glorfindel" the elf lord spun round to face me. His face distraught.
"Haldir, thank Eru you're here"
"What's happened?"
Glorfindel looked as if he was about to cry. "Legolas has been stabbed and Thalia has locked herself in the bathroom"
I felt the blood drain from my face. Legolas had been stabbed. That was near impossible. Our painstaking planning had been worth nothing. And only Eru knows what Thalia has done. As I finished that thought I raced to the bathroom.
It was locked.
"It's no use Haldir, I've tried, I have sent Elladan to fetch a lock pick". Glorfindel said from his place beside Elrond. Who at this moment was giving away no clues to Legolas state.
I could now see Legolas from where I was stood. He was pale, his lips had gone a pale pink colour, his eyes were closed and a look of pain clear on his face. I watched as Elrond quickly ground some healing herbs into a fine paste. Ignoring my current feelings I went back to see if I could talk to Thalia.
I knocked softly on the door, "Thalia. Thalia, pen-neth, come out. Legolas needs you"
A loud sob could be heard from within.
"No…h..he doesn't. Look…what I've done" she said through her sobs.
"You have done nothing, Thalia please come out"
This was not going to work and Elladan still had not arrived. I decided to try another approach, Legolas had told me that when she was distraught and would listen to no reason, she would respond to commands, I hoped that it would work as I did not wish to make her more upset.
"Thalia Greenleaf! Get out here right now!"
I heard the lock click and the door slowly opened. Her eyes were red rimmed and she was flushed from all of her crying.
"I'm not a Greenleaf yet!" she shouted as she came out of the bathroom.
Glorfindel looked up and smiled at her. It was not a smile of defeat it was one of hope. So all was not lost . but I doubted that Thalia had picked up on that. She had already moved to the bed and was now sitting next to Legolas, holding his hand. I watched with a heavy heart as a lone tear made it's way down her cheek and onto Legolas' hand.
"Haldir" I looked up at Elrond and he nodded toward the door.
"Thalia. Come on, let us leave Elrond to tend to Legolas". She looked horrified at the thought of leaving him. But once again I commanded her to come with me and she complied. Her hand clasped mine tightly as she cast one last look at the elf on the bed.
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Legolas life was hanging in the balance, the knife had struck him just above his heart and he had lost a lot of blood in a very short time. he was pale and had a rising temperature.
Thalia had locked herself in the bathroom as soon as we arrived and was refusing to come out, both me and Elrohir and tried.
Elrond on the other hand had reverted to being a healer, his expression one of indifference as he worked quickly, trying to stem the bleeding and take care of the wound.
"Elrohir, go to the store cupboard in my chambers and bring me some athelas and bandages"
Elrohir, nodded and immediately rushed from the room.
Legolas began coughing violently, blood trickled down the side of his mouth.
"Glorfindel, come and help me get him onto his side" Elrond shouted.
I carefully put my hand under his back and help roll him, his body racked with the force of his coughing and his skin felt like fire to touch. I looked Elrond in the eye. I had to know.
"Will he live?"
"I do not know. We will have to see…" the rest of his sentence was cut off as Legolas vomited blood.
"the blade must have punctured his lung. Go and heat up one of his small daggers"
I didn't like the look in Elrond's eyes. I had seen this procedure being done before and it was highly dangerous. The chances of Legolas surviving this were almost naught and if Legolas died, there is no doubt in my mind that Thalia would follow.
I looked round for Legolas' weapons, he would not keep them in the open. I opened the door to a large cupboard. His quiver and bow had been placed on a stand at the front of the cupboard and his twin knives sat proudly in their sheaths. Three small daggers sat on green velvet pillows. Two belonged to Legolas and the other belonged to Thalia.
I removed one of the small daggers and then left the room to go and heat the blade. It was times like these when I wished Thalia would sleep with a fire lit, but she always refused, she said "it may look pretty, but it's not exactly useful is it, after all I'll be asleep". But she was not to know, how could anybody possibly know.
It took only a few moments for the blade to heat. I ran back into the room. Legolas was getting worse, the pillow beneath his head was now splattered with blood and he was now shivering.
I handed the dagger to Elrond and with the help of Elladan, rolled Legolas onto his back.
I grimaced as I watched Elrond cut a small but expert hole in Legolas throat. His eyes flew open, luckily Elrohir had been on hand waiting with a small tube. The small tube was inserted into the cut and almost immediately, Legolas' breathing became normal, his chest rhythmically moving up and down as it should.
I heard Elrond breathe a heavy sigh of relief. "if he makes it thought the day, he will live"
"What do we do now" my heart leapt at the though of Legolas' survival but I was going to have to talk to Thalia and Haldir in a minute and I had to know the details.
"I will leave him to rest for a short while, Elrohir and Elladan will watch over him. I shall go and contact Lady Galadriel, we cannot allow such a dangerous being to roam free through Imladris, nobody is safe. Then I shall return, and with the help of Vilya, I will be able to heal his internal wounds"
overwhelmed with relief I embraced Elrond, who hugged me back with question. I could feel his weariness, and I cannot say that I am in the least but surprised.
I stepped back and looked at him in concern, if he did not rest soon, he would be of no use to either himself or anybody else.
"Get some rest my friend. I shall go and inform Legolas and Thalia of the developments".
Elrond's face fell slightly and he glanced to Legolas' now unconscious form, "In my rush to help Legolas I had forgotten about Thalia"
"Do not berate yourself, you did what you had to, and I doubt that she will think about it again. You both handled the situation in the best way that you could. Yours was to become indifferent and focused, and hers was to run away"
Elrond nodded and frowned, "That is something which we must remedy. Her feeling's of guilt about what has happened, are extremely misplaced, and unnecessary and I will not have it, not in my house"
Elrond said, with both humour and conviction.
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Thalia and Haldir were sat on Haldir's bed in his room talking.
"It's all my fault Haldir, I didn't want it to happen and I didn't mean to come here, I just did. I didn't know he'd come to, and what about my mum? If she's here then where is she?"
"Shh Pen-neth, it is not your fault, and we will find your mother"
"I've been having dreams" she said quietly,
"What kind of dreams?"
"Nightmares"
"What about?"
She closed her eyes tightly, a small tear made it's way down her cheek. Haldir frowned and tightened his arms around her.
"I've been seeing it all again, the beatings I mean. I can feel it, it's like I'm there again. But this time when I turn around to look at him, it's not my dad with the belt…"
She began sobbing. Haldir sat up and sat her in his lap,
"Who is it Thalia? Who's in your dreams"
"L…Le…Legolas" she cried, great heaving sobs as she help on Haldir. He sat there, not knowing quite what to say.
"It is just a dream, it is not Legolas, when you wake up he is there is he not. He would never hurt you. Does he not hold you in his arms when you wake. Hmm?"
she sniffed once and sat up with a smile on her face, even if it was fake, he knew that she was feeling a little better.
"No, you're right, as usual, he wouldn't. Thanks Haldir"
she said before hugging him once more.
"Well, what are big brothers for?"
She sighed heavily against his chest.
"You know what?"
"No, what?"
"I like your room. It's nice" Thalia said, hoping to change the subject for a moment.
Haldir's room was painted a warm blue colour with gold accents here and there. A chess table with two chairs sat in front of the large balcony. A roaring fire sat opposite the large four poster bed, and a couch and a couple of chairs had been arranged in front of the fire. A bookcase stood to the right of the fire, filled with book and small ornaments, his bow and quiver sat proudly on the top shelf.
All in all it was very cosy. Currently, Haldir and Thalia were sat or rather, lying, on the bed. She was curled up in his arms, her head resting on his shoulder. Haldir lay stroking her hair soothingly and whispering things to her, somehow hoping to calm her. She appeared calm, but he could feel the turmoil in side of her.
A knock came at the door and it opened to reveal a rather haggard looking but happy Glorfindel.
"Adar", I practically shouted as I leapt off the bed and stood in front of him. I wasn't sure whether I wanted to hear what he was going to say. I started hopping from one foot to the other, Adar raised an eyebrow at me, it wasn't my fault, it was just a habit, some people bite their nails- me…I hop. Wow I'm really odd. Oh well. See, look what pressure does to me, I'm talking to myself, and I'm talking to myself while the elf I love may be dead. I hate myself sometimes.
"Well…don't just stand there" I pleaded with him, he just grinned with him.
"He is still alive, and as long as he lives through the day, he will survive".
"YES!" I screamed as I dove at him and hugged him.
He laughed at me and hugged me back with just as much force. He spun me round and I caught a glance at Haldir who was grinning like a cheshire cat.