Peace falls back to pain
Legolas was asleep in bed once again. Elrond was STILL making some concoctions to help the younger Elf. Aragorn, undoubtedly, was by Legolas' side. Elrond had told Aragorn that there would be at least, maybe more, six medicines that Legolas would have to take. One for the chest pains. One for the stomachaches. One for the headaches. One for the convulsions. One to rid the water from his lungs. One to lower the fever. "There still might have to be more medicines after those if anything shows up. Remember that each one will have a painful side effect. I might have to make one for the disease itself." Elrond had told Aragorn a couple hours ago.
Legolas turned his head to the side, facing away from Aragorn. He never woke up. The Elf Prince wasn't under any medications to help him sleep. He had fallen asleep because of the sudden vanish from his pain and he felt good enough to sleep on his own. The door opened. Aragorn turned. Lord Elrond walked in, a pleased smile on his face. "I have the first medicine." He announced. Aragorn smiled. "For which pain?" Aragorn asked. "The water in his lungs. He won't be coughing blood anymore...hopefully...after this." Elrond said. Aragorn's smile vanished. "What will the side effect be? How much will he have to take?" Aragorn asked quickly.
"Okay, Man of many questions! The side effects vary. He might never have the side effect of a convulsion, but he might have the side of effect of chest pain a lot. He will need about two cups of everything I will give him." Elrond explained. Aragorn nodded. "I will stay here for about an hour to see how each of my new medicines work and what side effect they have. Call me if the medicine didn't treat his ailment or the reason I gave him the medicine is worse...uh, I mean, like after I give him this medicine and he starts to cough blood you need to call for me." Elrond said, filling two cups with a greenish-silver-blue liquid.
Aragorn nodded. "Wake Legolas up." Elrond asked. Aragorn hesitated, but then lightly touched his friend's shoulder. "Legolas? Wake up. My Ada has some...medicine for you. It will get rid of the water in your lungs." Aragorn insisted. Legolas opened his eyes. It scared Aragorn to see how long his friend slept and how long it took to wake him up again. The Prince nodded. "Can you sit up?" Aragorn asked, not knowing if his weak friend still had yesterday's strength. Legolas gave a tiny, weak, movement of his head. No.
Aragorn's heart broke to see that his friend, who was once the strongest warrior he had ever met, was so weak now. "I will help you." Aragorn said. He gently lifted his friend's head and Elrond helped the Prince drink the full dosage. Then, Aragorn lowered his friend and Elrond sat back and watched. "How did that taste?" Aragorn smirked. Legolas screwed up his face. "Awful." He replied, a smile quickly coming and then going. Aragorn laughed. Humor. Something that hadn't happened in awhile. "How do you feel?" Elrond inquired. "The same...unfortunately...and tired." Legolas replied sleepily. "Sleep. Sleep will do you best if not anything else." Elrond said. Within minutes the Prince was sleeping.
For an hour, Elrond stayed and watched. When the hour passed, he left to make more medicines. Aragorn stayed. Legolas slept peacefully, turning in his sleep now and then. Hours upon hours passed. Aragorn was about to call for his father and tell him that nothing was happening when Legolas woke up. The Prince turned onto his stomach, gripped his chest, and started shaking. The side effect wasn't clear. "Ada!" Aragorn called, once again trying to calm his friend.
Legolas weakly curled up into a fetal position, still holding his chest, and Aragorn saw that the only clue to the pain he was experiencing was the glaze of pain in his eyes. It was now clear to Aragorn that the side effect had to have been the convulsion. Elrond opened the door, sighing at the scene in front of him and then approaching the bed. Aragorn was trying to calm his friend further. Elrond helped to calm Aragorn's friend. Legolas shut his eyes tightly, a few tears slipping passed the thin slits. "The convulsion is the side effect." Aragorn said to Elrond, never looking up. "Yes" Elrond said.
Legolas' somewhat normal breathing became slow and ragged. "Legolas?" Aragorn asked, concern flooding his voice. Legolas opened his eyes, telling his friend that he HAD NOT passed out from shock, and shut them tightly again. Awhile later, when this commotion hadn't stopped, Aragorn looked up to his father. "Can't you give him something to calm this a little? I don't see how much longer he can take!" Aragorn said, a bit sharply. Elrond, still sending calm words to the Prince, looked up. He stopped talking and shook his head. "I can, but what I cannot do is mix medicines. There...it's slowing..." Elrond said. The convulsion slowed a bit. Legolas' grip on his chest loosened a little and he opened his eyes, breathing raggedly, looking at Aragorn. The Prince was looking at Aragorn, but it was as if he was staring right through the former Ranger. (A/N: Someone asked if this took place BEFORE or AFTER ROTK...the answer is BEFORE. Thanks so much for the reviews! I'm glad you like!)
"Yes, Ada. It's slowing, but he had to go through ALL of that so it really doesn't matter that it is slowing!" Aragorn said, near hysterics. Elrond shook his head. "At least now that it is slowing, it will be over..." Elrond started, trying to calm his son and Legolas at the same time. "OVER?! Sure! It will be over for a little over or under a day and then it will return to give him more AGONY! Father, I cannot stand seeing him in agony!" Aragorn fired, looking like he was about to burst into tears. Legolas wasn't paying attention. He, again, had tuned out and was still sinking into agony. "He is strong. You have the right to worry for him. He is your FRIEND Aragorn." Elrond said. Aragorn nodded. It was all true, but he couldn't help but think that Legolas didn't deserve him as a friend. After all, Aragorn thought, I am not really helping to comfort him.
Legolas' breathing became normal again. He let his hand drop from his chest and land carelessly on the bed as if he had no muscles left to hold it up. He uncurled weakly from his fetal position, but lay on his side instead. Legolas closed his eyes in tired relief and fell asleep. Aragorn saw that his friend was sweating. He felt the Elf's forehead. He was burning up! Aragorn asked his father for some cold water and a washcloth, which his father did gratefully in a matter of minutes. Aragorn soaked the cloth in cold water and then rung the towel so no extra water was on there. He placed it on the table and with the help of his father he turned Legolas onto his back. Aragorn picked up the washcloth and placed it on the Elf's forehead. "Rest well." Aragorn said to the still form of the Elven Prince on the bed.
Legolas was asleep in bed once again. Elrond was STILL making some concoctions to help the younger Elf. Aragorn, undoubtedly, was by Legolas' side. Elrond had told Aragorn that there would be at least, maybe more, six medicines that Legolas would have to take. One for the chest pains. One for the stomachaches. One for the headaches. One for the convulsions. One to rid the water from his lungs. One to lower the fever. "There still might have to be more medicines after those if anything shows up. Remember that each one will have a painful side effect. I might have to make one for the disease itself." Elrond had told Aragorn a couple hours ago.
Legolas turned his head to the side, facing away from Aragorn. He never woke up. The Elf Prince wasn't under any medications to help him sleep. He had fallen asleep because of the sudden vanish from his pain and he felt good enough to sleep on his own. The door opened. Aragorn turned. Lord Elrond walked in, a pleased smile on his face. "I have the first medicine." He announced. Aragorn smiled. "For which pain?" Aragorn asked. "The water in his lungs. He won't be coughing blood anymore...hopefully...after this." Elrond said. Aragorn's smile vanished. "What will the side effect be? How much will he have to take?" Aragorn asked quickly.
"Okay, Man of many questions! The side effects vary. He might never have the side effect of a convulsion, but he might have the side of effect of chest pain a lot. He will need about two cups of everything I will give him." Elrond explained. Aragorn nodded. "I will stay here for about an hour to see how each of my new medicines work and what side effect they have. Call me if the medicine didn't treat his ailment or the reason I gave him the medicine is worse...uh, I mean, like after I give him this medicine and he starts to cough blood you need to call for me." Elrond said, filling two cups with a greenish-silver-blue liquid.
Aragorn nodded. "Wake Legolas up." Elrond asked. Aragorn hesitated, but then lightly touched his friend's shoulder. "Legolas? Wake up. My Ada has some...medicine for you. It will get rid of the water in your lungs." Aragorn insisted. Legolas opened his eyes. It scared Aragorn to see how long his friend slept and how long it took to wake him up again. The Prince nodded. "Can you sit up?" Aragorn asked, not knowing if his weak friend still had yesterday's strength. Legolas gave a tiny, weak, movement of his head. No.
Aragorn's heart broke to see that his friend, who was once the strongest warrior he had ever met, was so weak now. "I will help you." Aragorn said. He gently lifted his friend's head and Elrond helped the Prince drink the full dosage. Then, Aragorn lowered his friend and Elrond sat back and watched. "How did that taste?" Aragorn smirked. Legolas screwed up his face. "Awful." He replied, a smile quickly coming and then going. Aragorn laughed. Humor. Something that hadn't happened in awhile. "How do you feel?" Elrond inquired. "The same...unfortunately...and tired." Legolas replied sleepily. "Sleep. Sleep will do you best if not anything else." Elrond said. Within minutes the Prince was sleeping.
For an hour, Elrond stayed and watched. When the hour passed, he left to make more medicines. Aragorn stayed. Legolas slept peacefully, turning in his sleep now and then. Hours upon hours passed. Aragorn was about to call for his father and tell him that nothing was happening when Legolas woke up. The Prince turned onto his stomach, gripped his chest, and started shaking. The side effect wasn't clear. "Ada!" Aragorn called, once again trying to calm his friend.
Legolas weakly curled up into a fetal position, still holding his chest, and Aragorn saw that the only clue to the pain he was experiencing was the glaze of pain in his eyes. It was now clear to Aragorn that the side effect had to have been the convulsion. Elrond opened the door, sighing at the scene in front of him and then approaching the bed. Aragorn was trying to calm his friend further. Elrond helped to calm Aragorn's friend. Legolas shut his eyes tightly, a few tears slipping passed the thin slits. "The convulsion is the side effect." Aragorn said to Elrond, never looking up. "Yes" Elrond said.
Legolas' somewhat normal breathing became slow and ragged. "Legolas?" Aragorn asked, concern flooding his voice. Legolas opened his eyes, telling his friend that he HAD NOT passed out from shock, and shut them tightly again. Awhile later, when this commotion hadn't stopped, Aragorn looked up to his father. "Can't you give him something to calm this a little? I don't see how much longer he can take!" Aragorn said, a bit sharply. Elrond, still sending calm words to the Prince, looked up. He stopped talking and shook his head. "I can, but what I cannot do is mix medicines. There...it's slowing..." Elrond said. The convulsion slowed a bit. Legolas' grip on his chest loosened a little and he opened his eyes, breathing raggedly, looking at Aragorn. The Prince was looking at Aragorn, but it was as if he was staring right through the former Ranger. (A/N: Someone asked if this took place BEFORE or AFTER ROTK...the answer is BEFORE. Thanks so much for the reviews! I'm glad you like!)
"Yes, Ada. It's slowing, but he had to go through ALL of that so it really doesn't matter that it is slowing!" Aragorn said, near hysterics. Elrond shook his head. "At least now that it is slowing, it will be over..." Elrond started, trying to calm his son and Legolas at the same time. "OVER?! Sure! It will be over for a little over or under a day and then it will return to give him more AGONY! Father, I cannot stand seeing him in agony!" Aragorn fired, looking like he was about to burst into tears. Legolas wasn't paying attention. He, again, had tuned out and was still sinking into agony. "He is strong. You have the right to worry for him. He is your FRIEND Aragorn." Elrond said. Aragorn nodded. It was all true, but he couldn't help but think that Legolas didn't deserve him as a friend. After all, Aragorn thought, I am not really helping to comfort him.
Legolas' breathing became normal again. He let his hand drop from his chest and land carelessly on the bed as if he had no muscles left to hold it up. He uncurled weakly from his fetal position, but lay on his side instead. Legolas closed his eyes in tired relief and fell asleep. Aragorn saw that his friend was sweating. He felt the Elf's forehead. He was burning up! Aragorn asked his father for some cold water and a washcloth, which his father did gratefully in a matter of minutes. Aragorn soaked the cloth in cold water and then rung the towel so no extra water was on there. He placed it on the table and with the help of his father he turned Legolas onto his back. Aragorn picked up the washcloth and placed it on the Elf's forehead. "Rest well." Aragorn said to the still form of the Elven Prince on the bed.