" Aragorn!" Came the gruff voice of the dwarf from the distance.
" What is it Gimli?" Aragorn questioned.
" They come!" Gimli shouted again.
" Lead them here hurry!" Aragorn shouted back not daring to leave the elf's side.
By this time Legolas's face was deathly pale, and his skin a icy cold touch despite the high fever that raged through soaring dangerous heights. His breathing was barely there only enough to keep him alive. His eyes were closed and he cried out as his left lung failed him.
Gandalf and Elrond flew to his side and began their work. They forced him to remain awake as they removed the rock and stitched up his side. They spent the remainder of the day working on the prince and let him stray in and out of his dazed state. They feared giving him any sort of herb to ease the pain in fear it would knock him out and he wouldn't wake up.
Late in the night however Legolas took a turn for the worse. His cries pierced the air as his body convulsed violently, and his breathing had stopped though he still had a weak pulse.
A weary Gandalf and Elrond managed to get him to breathe once more, and managed to bring down his fever out of the danger zone. They did what they could for his broken ribs, and lung.
Finally late the next afternoon and early into the evening they stopped working on him. Aragorn went to his side at once. " Legolas?" Aragorn questioned nervously. Elrond and Gandalf watched the scene from a few feet away. Gimli stood watch.
Legolas's eyes fluttered open, and he looked up into the concerned gray eyes of his friend. " Estel?" he murmured quietly in a weak voice.
Relief flooded in Aragorn's eyes as he asked. " How do you feel my friend?"
" Like I got ran through by a host of orcs.." Legolas responded weakly. He screamed out as he tried to move.
" Rest Legolas you still have broken bones that need to heal, as well as your side and internal injuries that need to heal. What you need to do now is relax." Came Elrond's voice. They could only imagine what the prince on the ground was still feeling for them to see his pain.
" What of the Hobbits?" Legolas asked. He knew they headed somewhere before the battle, but he couldn't remember where.
" The Hobbits are well for the time being.." Gandalf responded.
Legolas heard the hesitation in the wizard's voice as if he was keeping something from him. His face went ghostly pale and his eyes swirled with pain as he bit back a scream as he tried to get up again. " I can travel... let us leave this place. The Hobbits still need to be found."
" Legolas you can't sit up without hurting, how do you expect to ride on a horse, even if we carried you to it." Aragorn stated firmly.
" Estel I am well enough to travel, and besides it would be better if we left this place anyways, in the cover of the night." Legolas responded as he blinked rapidly.
"What's wrong Legolas?" Gandalf asked with a frown as Aragorn and Elrond exchanged dark looks.
" Nothing is wrong Mithrandir." Legolas responded stubbornly, though he knew they wouldn't believe him.
" Legolas.." Gandalf stated sternly.
Clutching at Aragorn he forced himself up and leaned heavily on him for support. Legoals forced his face impassive so it didn't betray what he truly felt. His vision was still dim and he could only just see the figure of Gandalf. He refused though to tell them such as his head spun violently. " Lets go.."
All exchanged looks and rested their gazes upon Legolas. Aragorn sighed. " Legolas..."
" Aragorn trust me like you once did my friend. Let us go make our way towards the Hobbits." Legolas stated quietly.
Aragorn looked as if he was about to protested, but he let out a sigh knowing he wouldn't get anywhere with the elf being in another of his stubborn moods. ' At least it's a sign of him healing..' he thought with another sigh. He finally gave in and relented as he called for his horse." Very well my friend I shall relent to your wishes just this once."
Aragorn pulled him up onto the horse, and leaned Legolas back against him. With one last glance and Gandalf and his father he spurred the horse and took of to Isenguard.
TBC....
Reviewers:
Deana: He lives for now... but who knows what is in store for our prince...
Sporkgirl: I suppose so.. You can do what you want since Legolas is not mine.. but I guess you could use Valin... just don't steal him as he is in the process of getting copyrighted as he will be a major character in the book I am writing.
Pixisticks: * hides.* don't hurt me!!! he still lives.. and as for being well... well we just have to wait and see about that part.
