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Ok- it seems almost unanimous- a sequel I shall write!!!

Mia- don't worry that's not what you meant I know- but it's something I've been thinking about for a while.

NellasLissesul- goddess I can't spell that. Anyways- I promise that I'll go back and correct my mistakes...when I can be bothered so thanks for the heads up. I know- I've just become really attached to my characters and I don't wanna say goodbye tear. But yeah- I am wary of writing another- but then again if I write it separately it can stand-alone and this won't be tarnished.

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Legolas stormed out of the cave and into the woods with a frightening look upon his face. His features were hard but his eyes were brimming with worry and uncertainty.

Following behind was Glorfindel and Haldir who held the stoic Katlin; they knew not what to do with her. She had done something unthinkable yes; but they knew her character and it would seem unlikely that she had acted upon a mere chance for revenge, but alas if that was so the realm would fall into grief with the knowledge that one of their kind had opened a door that had lain closed and undisturbed for centuries.

In Elrond' s study Thalia fell to the ground breathless. Elrond jumped up from his seat and quickly sat beside the stricken woman. His eyes studied her pained face carefully not missing anything.

"So he has found them"

She nodded; still overwhelmed by the feeling Leoglas was projecting to her.

"There's something wrong though, somebody's hurt...I can't tell who!"

Her eyes widened and she began to panic at the thought of one of her children or friends in danger. Elrond did the only thing he could; he leant forward and wrapped his arms around the elfling, for that was what she was to him. She was so young in the eyes of the elves; it was her wisdom that matured her to seem an age old.

The door was flung open to reveal a happy but worried Glorfindel standing in the doorway. The elven lord beckoned to the two on the floor and swiftly left the room expecting them to follow.

Thalia took the hand that was offered and all but ran out of the door.

She could hear the blood pumping around her body as her feet took her to the healing wing. Her heart was beating so fast that it was danger of jumping out of her chest. Any whom she passed thought her to be caught in the throws of madness; her eyes were wide and her mouth set in a firm line.

She stopped as she caught sight of a few elves stood outside the entrance to the room. She closed her eyes and with everything she had willed her feet to move for she could do it of her own accord.

She watched her husband cradle his son in his arms gently but tightly; his eyes were closed and his head bowed.

A flare of anger lit within her and for a moment she felt nothing but resentment for him; for a moment he deserved to be worried and ashamed.

As quickly as it had come it had disappeared and was replaced with a desperation and longing.

She rushed forward and grabbed the still sleeping child from her husband and held him to her chest, reassuring herself of his heartbeat. "Niall, Niall, Niall, my baby"

She gasped as tears formed in her eyes. She raised her head and her eyes met those of her husband. He shook his head and looked towards his daughter who lay prone on a bed; Elrond and Elrohir leaning over her.

"What's wrong with her?"

Thalia' s voice was barely above a whisper as she spoke. Legolas approached her and placed and hand on the small of her back, she stiffened but remained where she was. She brought her head down and kissed her son's head before raising her eyes to meet Elrond' s pewter orbs.

"She appears to have been infected for quite a few days. I have done all I can, now...we must wait"

"NO. She can't die, I can't lose her"

Glorfindel did not look at Legolas as he led his quiet daughter from the room. Neither parents were ready to speak to each other yet; angry words would be said and would easily be forgiven.

Glorfindel stood silently watching his daughter from a few feet away. She stood still holding Niall tightly in her arms; her eyes looked over the treetops and to the sun that hung brightly overhead.

"What are we going to do ada?"

She looked at him with pleading eyes that burned through the hard exterior that he had erected over the past few hours. His gaze softened and he stepped forward, placing a hand on her shoulder.

"I had thought that I had made a mistake in...shouting at her. I had though that we could patch things up, kiss and move on and everything could go back to normal"

Her voice grew wistful as she spoke and her eyes travelled to the son she held in her arms.

"How is Legolas?"

She shook her head and looked up at Glorfindel.

"Ahh, so you do care?"

"What is that supposed to mean?"

He raised an eyebrow and chuckled,

"You seemed not to care. You snatched Niall from him without so much as a look"

She closed her eyes and bowed her head. He could feel the tension radiating from her body in strong waves

"I didn't mean to. She's not going to die is she?"

She asked, her voice barely above a whisper. The air throbbed as the two stood shrouded in a thick blanket of silence and uncertainty.

"I better go and find Legolas"

She turned to leave but found she could not; Glorfindel bent and down and kissed her forehead,

"Hadn't you better go and see your daughter"

Her eyes widened and tears brimmed in her dark eyes.

"I don't want to. What if she...I can't see her like that...I can't sit by and watch my baby die ada I can't"

She cut herself off as she began to sob; her heart was breaking, he could feel it. He raised his eyes and was met with stormy violet orbs from behind Thalia. He stepped forward and took Niall from her grasp as Legolas grasped her by the waist. She buried her face in her hands as her body wracked with huge unstoppable sobs.

Legolas enclosed her in his arms seeking some recognition from her.

Eleni was still lying in the healing wing being watched over by Elrohir for the time being. Grief had set in his heart as he had stood and watched Elrond heal his child, but he had stood alone and at that moment he had felt it more intently. He too felt his heart wrench at the thought of his child dying but knew that he still had a wife and child to stay for. It angered him to see her despair, Eleni was not yet dead and her chance for life grew stronger every moment.

"Thalia, stop crying"

Legolas berated himself for his harsh tone but still felt it necessary. Thalia shook her head and sank slowly to the ground; quickly Legolas pulled her up and set her on her feet. His jaw was set and his eyes fierce but soft as he looked at her.

"Why do you grief for one that is not lost. She is strong, she will survive!"

He was startled by his own conviction, the thoughts that whirled uncontrollably in his head would not organise themselves and it was only when the words came out did he realise how e truly felt.

"Do not weep, you have not seen her, she is well Thalia. You have so much strength within you yet you lack the courage to go and see you own child. You were not there when we found them. She cried, hollow sounds coming from her throat and her eyes were wide with so much pain and fear. I had not thought so young a child could grasp what true pain was but she could, and to see it broke my heart. Niall, he still sleeps, but he will wake and will be well"

His voice rose with each word, but it was not in anger, it was in pain. He turned from her and stood with his back to her, his eyes staring but unseeing.

"You do not suffer alone. We are in this together"

She stood just as still as he, her mind taking in his words slowly. As she did so she felt her heart melt and he sorrow replaced with courage and strength. She could feel Legolas' own pain and willed it away.

A small smile appeared on his face at this and he turned to face her.

Blue eyes met and without any words they embraced, sharing everything they had. They could feel Eleni and both knew with conviction that she would live, but would she be strong?

"Come"

Leoglas drew back and took his wife's hand before walking back to watch over their child.

Glorfindel smiled as the two entered the room, they looked happier as if they knew something that nobody else did.

Thalia lifted her head and smiled at him as she took her son from his grandfather.

"Hi sweetie"

She smiled down at him and gasped with hope when he began to squirm in her arms,

"Leoglas"

She shouted him over from where he stood talking with Elrond,

"I think he's waking up"

They watched with bated breath as Niall's eyes slowly fluttered open. His expression was one of indignance and he observed his parents carefully. He drew in a breath and let out a cry that was made their hearts soar. It was so beautiful. Thalia laughed as tears of joy ran down her face; she could vaguely make out that she was being led to a couch by Leoglas who too was overjoyed at his sons awakening.

Leoglas smiled as he stood behind her; moving her hair from her neck he began to carefully undo the buttons on her dress so that she could feed him.

As he did so a wave of nervousness swept over Thalia, she didn't even know whether he would accept her milk anymore, but the pain in her breast was becoming unbearable and it served to make her a little keener to complete the task. Leoglas threw his leg over the couch and sat down next to her sideways, one hand lay on her back and the other on his son's back. He watched as Thalia cried out quietly as Niall's lips locked onto her breast. Her expression softened as she rocked him gently knowing that it soothed the baby, although it comforted her too.

Legolas kissed his wife's cheek and pulled her to his chest as his gaze wonder to his sleeping daughter on the bed. Her colour had returned and her cheeks were rosy. From his talk with Elrond it was expected that she would wake within the next day.

He sat and waited until Thalia and Niall fell into and exhausted sleep. He carefully picked Niall up and laid him on the bed next to his sister. Knowing that they liked to be near each other and hoping that Niall would be able to aid her in her healing. He turned and laid a blanket over his wife, who lay on the couch, her eyes closed and her hands tucked under her head.

He smiled tenderly and crouched down beside her. Her features were peaceful and her breathing shallow as she slept in peace for the first time in days. He ran a slender finger over he face and kissed her forehead before rising.

There was something he had to do.

He stormed through the halls, his anger gathering and swelling in his chest with each step.

He entered the series of well-guarded rooms, which he knew contained the prisoner, Katlin.

Katlin sat in a corner of the room, her legs pulled up to her chests and her face stoic. Her eyes betrayed not the slightest hint of emotion as she stood to face him.

Legolas on the other hand was fuming, his eyes blazed with fire, and his limbs burned with pent up aggression toward her.

"You stole my children"

He said coldly, she flinched at his tone but remained where she was.

"Yes, you should be afraid"

She backed away from him, refusing to meet his gaze. She sniffed, trying to fight the tears that were gathering in her eyes.

"Cry Katlin, you should cry. Your 'daughter' has cried enough over you and your actions, it's time that you repaid your debt"

He sneered, his fists were balled and his body tense. He felt a rush of power as the woman cowered from him. "Do you have any idea what you have done?"

She didn't say a word, making him all the angrier.

"Do you?" he shouted, demanding a response from her. He watched the emotions fly across her features as she shook her head.

"She was nearly well, it had been months since she had cut. She as happy, she deserves some happiness does she not?"

Katlin nodded her head meekly, infuriating him,

"Answer me!"

She jumped at the volume of his icy voice,

"Yes, yes!"

He stepped back, lulling her into a false sense of security.

The candlelight in the dark room played off of his kin, making him glow and seem more menacing to her. His blonde hair shone with a dark light and his face appeared twisted in anger.

Katlin stood up from her slouched position against the wall.

"Leoglas...I am sorry..."

Anger overwhelmed him and in one smooth movement he had her pinned against the wall with his forearms.

Pleading eyes met blazing orbs and locked in an intense battle.

Legolas knew what he was doing was wrong but he could not control himself. He was overwhelmed by everything; anger, sorrow, compassion, and he knew not what to make of it.

"Legolas"

Glorfindel said quietly but forcefully from the doorway. His features were hard but his eyes were soft. Of anybody, he was the one who could see her reasons, he did not understand her actions, but he could understand her reasons.

"Let her go. You will achieve nothing but terrifying her"

Leoglas raised an eyebrow and looked at the pitiful figure in front of him.

"Perhaps"

He hissed, throwing her forcefully against the wall before leaving the room. Glorfindel looked at Katlin, allowing his expression to soften for a moment before he too left the room. He had to speak with Elrond; the situation would not easily be resolved. Even if Thalia forgave her, the residents of Imladris would not; her actions had provoked an uprising that would not easily be forgotten.