Better

"Slower, Legolas! You'll hurt yourself!" Aragorn said, following the Elf around the room. Legolas held onto the wall for support, but was going faster than what was healthy. "No, I will not hurt myself. I'm just fine...look at me." Legolas said, happy just to be out of bed. "Well, it will not be my fault if you injure yourself more." Aragorn replied. He wasn't so sure his friend should be out of bed yet. Legolas' wound wasn't completely healed, the Elf had small circles under his eyes, and he staggered if he didn't hold onto the wall, but Elrond had let the younger Elf do it.

"I know that..." Legolas was happily walking around the room. "You scare me to no end, mellon nin." Aragorn said as he walked by Legolas. Legolas stopped and looked at him. A grin appeared on his face. "So we're even?" The Elf laughed, starting to walk again. Aragorn, at first, didn't catch it, but then he knew what the Elf meant. Aragorn stopped. "Oh, you better run, Elf. Actually, no, don't run, but do watch out. I do not get injured as much as you." Aragorn said and then started walking again.

"Oh, ha! Are you saying I get injured MORE? Because if that is what you are saying, than I will disagree..." Legolas said. "I wouldn't say another word if I were you because you have just dug yourself deeper. No wonder it is usually your mouth that gets you in trouble." Aragorn said. Legolas laughed. "Well, it IS usually Aragorn to the rescue, but you have also gotten US and yourself into major trouble with your mouth. I would say we are just about even." Legolas said, ignoring Aragorn's warning about talking anymore.

Legolas stopped, putting a hand to his stomach. The wound was nearly healed, but for some reason it was hurting like heck. Aragorn came closer and put his arm around his friend. Legolas didn't notice it and when he opened his eyes again, he was sitting on the bed. Aragorn was sitting next to him. "I'm okay." Legolas said and stood again.

The Elf tried to walk to the wall again, but staggered. Aragorn didn't protest to the Elf's going again because he knew how much walking again meant to the Elf. The Man followed his friend and helped him to the wall when he staggered.

"You're getting much better, mellon nin." Aragorn said.

And he would be okay, for the rest of his immortal life...or at least until he and Aragorn went on another adventure.

END