A/N- Thanks to all my wonderful reviewers! You guys are great!
Legolas' heart stopped. His best friend was dying and he was in his room sleeping. Shoving the aid out of his way he raced down the hall oblivious as elves turned and stared as they watched their normally reserved prince run barefoot down the hall barefoot in his pajamas with his hair undone and flying behind him.
Arriving at the healing rooms he burst through the door to see several healers leaning over his best friend. Time seemed to stand still as Legolas watched the healer's work frantically for what seemed like forever to save his friend. Running to the bed he shoved them out of the way and saw his best friend lying still on the bed, "No! He can't be gone!"
Ambarrie grabbed him by the shoulders, "Legolas! Look at me! He is breathing again, we got his heart going again... but I fear it won't last long. We are doing everything we can." She turned back to the bed snapping orders. Legolas sat in a chair by the bed and watched them work. The man's skin was pale white, not its usual rugged tan and He stared at Aragorn willing him to live. He concentrated so hard that he didn't notice when the healers backed away from the bed and stared at the Prince in despair and sorrow.
Ambarrie knelt in front of Legolas and he slowly turned his head to look at her. Her hair had loosened from its usual knot and hung about her shoulders in disarray and tears sparkled in her eyes, "I'm sorry Legolas. I am so sorry."
Legolas stared at her the pain in his eyes so clear that she flinched. "No...he'll be okay..." he pleaded with her. Staring into her eyes he saw the truth and buried his face in his hands as deep heart wrenching sobs poured from him. Ambarrie left him to grieve and say his goodbyes.
Legolas knelt down and picked up Aragorn's hand. Tears still poured down his face. He stared at their clasped hands and prayed, "Eru, anno nin bellas, bronwe a tortha. Ú-istan man an caro." He then remembered something Lord Elrond had told him once.
Flashback "You can give someone part of your own life force? Enough to keep them alive?" Legolas asked.
"Yes, some elves can feed enough of their own life force into another being that it gives them some more time."
End Flashback Exhausted but determined, Legolas concentrated until he felt warmth flowing from his body into Aragorn's. He felt the warmth slowly fill his friend until his vision started to blur and sounds around him muffled and he collapsed into unconsciousness.
Legolas woke slowly to find that he was lying on a cot in the healer's room. What was he doing here? Last thing he remembered...Estel! He remembered feeling warmth come back to the body of his friend as he himself started to feel cold. He remembered trying to stay awake but not being able to.
He turned his head to see Estel on the cot next to him his breathing raspy and shallow. Wait a minute! Estel is still breathing! Legolas sat bolt upright and scrambled off the bed to his friend's side. He's alive!
"Ambarrie! Come quickly!" Legolas shouted.
Ambarrie rushed into the room her apprehension on her face, "What is it? Has something happened?"
"He's breathing! Estel lives!"
Ambarrie looked at Legolas sadly, "For now he lives. I have sent for Lord Elrond to come. I have done all I can for him, but I'm afraid it won't be enough unless Elrond comes."
Legolas gripped Estel's hand, "Hold on gwador nin. Hold on."
Ambarrie placed a gentle hand on Legolas' shoulder, "You should not be up yet my friend. Giving part of your life force to him has weakened you considerably." She pulled him to his feet and he wobbled as dizziness washed over him. Leading him back to his cot she helped him lay down, "You did a great thing today Legolas. If there were more people like you, who are willing to do anything to save a friend, the world would be a far better place." Ambarrie tucked the covers around him.
Legolas smiled sleepily, "He would do the same for me. We're brothers."
Eru, anno nin bellas, bronwe a tortha. Ú-istan man an caro- God, give me strength, endurance and control. I know not what to do.
A/N- I am so sorry about the wait! I got stuck in the middle of this chapter and wasn't able to finish it for awhile. I don't know if elves can give others part of their life force to keep them alive or save the. So please don't flame me it's called artistic license. Maybe not the best chapter...if I get any other ideas I might go back and change some things. Suggestions or constructive criticism please! Anyway I know it's kinda short, sorry! I'm trying! Nienna Tinehtelë
Legolas' heart stopped. His best friend was dying and he was in his room sleeping. Shoving the aid out of his way he raced down the hall oblivious as elves turned and stared as they watched their normally reserved prince run barefoot down the hall barefoot in his pajamas with his hair undone and flying behind him.
Arriving at the healing rooms he burst through the door to see several healers leaning over his best friend. Time seemed to stand still as Legolas watched the healer's work frantically for what seemed like forever to save his friend. Running to the bed he shoved them out of the way and saw his best friend lying still on the bed, "No! He can't be gone!"
Ambarrie grabbed him by the shoulders, "Legolas! Look at me! He is breathing again, we got his heart going again... but I fear it won't last long. We are doing everything we can." She turned back to the bed snapping orders. Legolas sat in a chair by the bed and watched them work. The man's skin was pale white, not its usual rugged tan and He stared at Aragorn willing him to live. He concentrated so hard that he didn't notice when the healers backed away from the bed and stared at the Prince in despair and sorrow.
Ambarrie knelt in front of Legolas and he slowly turned his head to look at her. Her hair had loosened from its usual knot and hung about her shoulders in disarray and tears sparkled in her eyes, "I'm sorry Legolas. I am so sorry."
Legolas stared at her the pain in his eyes so clear that she flinched. "No...he'll be okay..." he pleaded with her. Staring into her eyes he saw the truth and buried his face in his hands as deep heart wrenching sobs poured from him. Ambarrie left him to grieve and say his goodbyes.
Legolas knelt down and picked up Aragorn's hand. Tears still poured down his face. He stared at their clasped hands and prayed, "Eru, anno nin bellas, bronwe a tortha. Ú-istan man an caro." He then remembered something Lord Elrond had told him once.
Flashback "You can give someone part of your own life force? Enough to keep them alive?" Legolas asked.
"Yes, some elves can feed enough of their own life force into another being that it gives them some more time."
End Flashback Exhausted but determined, Legolas concentrated until he felt warmth flowing from his body into Aragorn's. He felt the warmth slowly fill his friend until his vision started to blur and sounds around him muffled and he collapsed into unconsciousness.
Legolas woke slowly to find that he was lying on a cot in the healer's room. What was he doing here? Last thing he remembered...Estel! He remembered feeling warmth come back to the body of his friend as he himself started to feel cold. He remembered trying to stay awake but not being able to.
He turned his head to see Estel on the cot next to him his breathing raspy and shallow. Wait a minute! Estel is still breathing! Legolas sat bolt upright and scrambled off the bed to his friend's side. He's alive!
"Ambarrie! Come quickly!" Legolas shouted.
Ambarrie rushed into the room her apprehension on her face, "What is it? Has something happened?"
"He's breathing! Estel lives!"
Ambarrie looked at Legolas sadly, "For now he lives. I have sent for Lord Elrond to come. I have done all I can for him, but I'm afraid it won't be enough unless Elrond comes."
Legolas gripped Estel's hand, "Hold on gwador nin. Hold on."
Ambarrie placed a gentle hand on Legolas' shoulder, "You should not be up yet my friend. Giving part of your life force to him has weakened you considerably." She pulled him to his feet and he wobbled as dizziness washed over him. Leading him back to his cot she helped him lay down, "You did a great thing today Legolas. If there were more people like you, who are willing to do anything to save a friend, the world would be a far better place." Ambarrie tucked the covers around him.
Legolas smiled sleepily, "He would do the same for me. We're brothers."
Eru, anno nin bellas, bronwe a tortha. Ú-istan man an caro- God, give me strength, endurance and control. I know not what to do.
A/N- I am so sorry about the wait! I got stuck in the middle of this chapter and wasn't able to finish it for awhile. I don't know if elves can give others part of their life force to keep them alive or save the. So please don't flame me it's called artistic license. Maybe not the best chapter...if I get any other ideas I might go back and change some things. Suggestions or constructive criticism please! Anyway I know it's kinda short, sorry! I'm trying! Nienna Tinehtelë