A/N
Danke to all of me lovely reviewers. Legolas would also like to thank you for your concern over whether or not I was going to kill him. I really have nothing to say to you other than thank you very much for your support so far.
Chapter five:
Attack of the Gruesome Twosome
(Guess Who)
Elrond sighed wearily as he leaned back from his patient. The poison had apparently made a last attempt to take the prince's life while everyone's guard was down, and Elrond was very much aware of how close it had come to succeeding.
As he looked down at his patient, he couldn't help but smile softly to himself. Legolas had always been a warrior both figuratively and literally. When his mother died giving birth to his sister who also died, Legolas fought off the intense grief he had felt, making himself stronger rather than weaker, pulling his father back from grief's clutches as well. It had been with that attitude that he faced every misfortune he came upon and Elrond foresaw the same result coming from this most resent event.
A soft knocking at the door brought his attention back to reality. "Come in." He didn't need to look up to see who it was as his foster son and his daughter came into the room.
"Will he be all right, Ada?" Arwen asked tentatively as she took a seat near Legolas's head.
"Yes, children, he just had a little scare when the poison made a last attempt on his life. He will be fine, and is, in fact, recovering much quicker now that the poison has completely worn itself out." Elrond answered, not going into details about what had happened in the room while the two were stationed in the hallway. "I also expect no more bumps on his way to recovery." Elrond smiled at the unchecked relief on his children's faces before getting up to leave. "Now if you'll excuse me, I must see how Frodo's doing and then mentally prepare myself for the monsters that are going to invade my house."
Arwen raised an eyebrow at this. "Which monsters do you mean, Father, the dwarves that are coming today or the twin devils you conceived?"
Elrond chuckled before answering, "Both." He then left the room, giving his younger children and their best friend some time alone.
"I didn't know Elladan and Elrohir were coming home," Aragorn said as he sat in the chair his father had just vacated.
"They are, and I can't wait 'till they hear all the trouble you've gotten yourself into lately and the fact that Legolas had to be carried into Rivendel again!" Arwen smiled at the thought of the twin's expressions when they found out that Legolas and Aragorn had been spending their time fighting Nazgul.
"Oh and what about you? Your, 'If you want him, come and claim him' act isn't exactly going to go over well either," Aragorn countered, laughing as realization came to Arwen.
"You're right! They're going to kill both of us!" she cried out, causing the two of them to burst out in laughter.
"Why is it I always have to wake up to you two having some kind of love fest while I could be dead for all you know?" came an amused voice from the bed. Legolas smiled at the surprise on his friend's faces when they realized he was awake, which turned into embarrassment. Before they could respond, however, the door burst open, and two identical elves came running in. "Oh no, I'm dead and this is hell," Legolas murmured, making Aragorn and Arwen laugh quietly.
"Very funny, Legolas. Ha ha," said Elladan as he walked menacingly towards the three. "I can't believe you three! Are you all out of your minds! We leave for a month and you people decide to entertain yourselves by fighting the Nazgul! Honestly, are you trying to send Adar to Valinor early?" As Elladan continued his tirade the three that were on the receiving end were desperately trying to their mirth, but failed miserably when Elladan put his hands on his hips and glared at them expectantly, looking exactly like a mother waiting for the three to apologize for stealing cookies.
Seeing that reproaching the younger elves was pointless, Elladan threw his hands up in the air, giving an exasperated sigh. "I give up!" he cried, causing the others in the room to laugh even harder. It was at that moment decided it was safe to enter, having heard the whole exchange from outside the door.
"Ahh, so this is where my recently returned sons have gone. I was wondering why they hadn't sought out the company of their father, whom they haven't seen in a month, but now I understand." Elrond laughed as both of his sons started apologizing at once before he raised his hand to silence them. "It's all right. I knew you would have come barging in here the second you heard what your younger siblings had been up to." Favoring his older children with a smile, Elrond turned his attention to his patient.
"Mae Govannen, Legolas! It is good to have you back in Rivendel so that all my five children can be together," Elrond said, ruffling the blonde's hair affectionately. Legolas smiled, glad that he was considered a member a member of the lord's family.
"You must forgive me, Elrond, for once again coming into your home in such a manner, though I had no intention of doing so," said Legolas, making everybody laugh. It had become an old joke among them, and Elrond had given up scolding the prince for his carelessness.
"No apology is needed for saving Estel, Legolas. I am only glad that you have decided to subject yourself to us a little longer." Elrond then began checking over Legolas's injuries. "Well, elfling, I do believe you'll live," he pronounced, patting Legolas on the shoulder. "In fact, I think you will even be fit enough to attend the council, so fast are you recovering."
"Council?" Legolas asked.
"Yes, in these dark times many have come to Rivendel for my council, and I believe I may be able to answer all of their questions at once with this council," Elrond answered vaguely, though, in truth, Legolas had not expected an anymore detailed response.
"Well that is good because it is council I am in search of and I have news from Mirkwood that may be helpful," Legolas said just as simply.
"Oh, come now! Enough of this dark secrecy! I want to hear of your adventures," Elrohir said, brightening the mood up. The elves spent the rest of the day doing just that, sharing tales of what had happened in their less than ordinary lives since last they were together before they allowed Legolas to get some rest.
As he left the room, Aragorn was headed off by Elrond. "Yes, Ada?"
"I just thought you would like to know that I've found out why Frodo wasn't healing properly and have fixed the problem." Aragorn immediately brightened up at the news. He had been feeling guilty about Frodo's injury as the hobbit was under his protection when it happened.
"For that, I am very thankful," Aragorn answered, not containing his relief. Elrond smiled knowingly at his son, having known of Aragorn's guilt, and he was more than happy to ease it a bit.
"He should heal very quickly mow and the council will be held soon, right after he attends a feast in honor of him and all of the strangers that have come into our lands." Elrond smiled wider when he saw his son's face light up the moment he had spoken the word, "feast".
"These are indeed grand tidings, Ada!" Aragorn said enthusiastically, already imagining the wonderful things that would be served.
Yeah! Another chapter with no cliffy! Next chapter will contain hobbit fluff, so don't expect Legolas to die in it.
SEE I DIDN'T KILL HIM! Aren't you happy?
You know the drill:
READ AND REVIEW= NEW CAPTER
Peace
Hobbit Killer
Danke to all of me lovely reviewers. Legolas would also like to thank you for your concern over whether or not I was going to kill him. I really have nothing to say to you other than thank you very much for your support so far.
Chapter five:
Attack of the Gruesome Twosome
(Guess Who)
Elrond sighed wearily as he leaned back from his patient. The poison had apparently made a last attempt to take the prince's life while everyone's guard was down, and Elrond was very much aware of how close it had come to succeeding.
As he looked down at his patient, he couldn't help but smile softly to himself. Legolas had always been a warrior both figuratively and literally. When his mother died giving birth to his sister who also died, Legolas fought off the intense grief he had felt, making himself stronger rather than weaker, pulling his father back from grief's clutches as well. It had been with that attitude that he faced every misfortune he came upon and Elrond foresaw the same result coming from this most resent event.
A soft knocking at the door brought his attention back to reality. "Come in." He didn't need to look up to see who it was as his foster son and his daughter came into the room.
"Will he be all right, Ada?" Arwen asked tentatively as she took a seat near Legolas's head.
"Yes, children, he just had a little scare when the poison made a last attempt on his life. He will be fine, and is, in fact, recovering much quicker now that the poison has completely worn itself out." Elrond answered, not going into details about what had happened in the room while the two were stationed in the hallway. "I also expect no more bumps on his way to recovery." Elrond smiled at the unchecked relief on his children's faces before getting up to leave. "Now if you'll excuse me, I must see how Frodo's doing and then mentally prepare myself for the monsters that are going to invade my house."
Arwen raised an eyebrow at this. "Which monsters do you mean, Father, the dwarves that are coming today or the twin devils you conceived?"
Elrond chuckled before answering, "Both." He then left the room, giving his younger children and their best friend some time alone.
"I didn't know Elladan and Elrohir were coming home," Aragorn said as he sat in the chair his father had just vacated.
"They are, and I can't wait 'till they hear all the trouble you've gotten yourself into lately and the fact that Legolas had to be carried into Rivendel again!" Arwen smiled at the thought of the twin's expressions when they found out that Legolas and Aragorn had been spending their time fighting Nazgul.
"Oh and what about you? Your, 'If you want him, come and claim him' act isn't exactly going to go over well either," Aragorn countered, laughing as realization came to Arwen.
"You're right! They're going to kill both of us!" she cried out, causing the two of them to burst out in laughter.
"Why is it I always have to wake up to you two having some kind of love fest while I could be dead for all you know?" came an amused voice from the bed. Legolas smiled at the surprise on his friend's faces when they realized he was awake, which turned into embarrassment. Before they could respond, however, the door burst open, and two identical elves came running in. "Oh no, I'm dead and this is hell," Legolas murmured, making Aragorn and Arwen laugh quietly.
"Very funny, Legolas. Ha ha," said Elladan as he walked menacingly towards the three. "I can't believe you three! Are you all out of your minds! We leave for a month and you people decide to entertain yourselves by fighting the Nazgul! Honestly, are you trying to send Adar to Valinor early?" As Elladan continued his tirade the three that were on the receiving end were desperately trying to their mirth, but failed miserably when Elladan put his hands on his hips and glared at them expectantly, looking exactly like a mother waiting for the three to apologize for stealing cookies.
Seeing that reproaching the younger elves was pointless, Elladan threw his hands up in the air, giving an exasperated sigh. "I give up!" he cried, causing the others in the room to laugh even harder. It was at that moment decided it was safe to enter, having heard the whole exchange from outside the door.
"Ahh, so this is where my recently returned sons have gone. I was wondering why they hadn't sought out the company of their father, whom they haven't seen in a month, but now I understand." Elrond laughed as both of his sons started apologizing at once before he raised his hand to silence them. "It's all right. I knew you would have come barging in here the second you heard what your younger siblings had been up to." Favoring his older children with a smile, Elrond turned his attention to his patient.
"Mae Govannen, Legolas! It is good to have you back in Rivendel so that all my five children can be together," Elrond said, ruffling the blonde's hair affectionately. Legolas smiled, glad that he was considered a member a member of the lord's family.
"You must forgive me, Elrond, for once again coming into your home in such a manner, though I had no intention of doing so," said Legolas, making everybody laugh. It had become an old joke among them, and Elrond had given up scolding the prince for his carelessness.
"No apology is needed for saving Estel, Legolas. I am only glad that you have decided to subject yourself to us a little longer." Elrond then began checking over Legolas's injuries. "Well, elfling, I do believe you'll live," he pronounced, patting Legolas on the shoulder. "In fact, I think you will even be fit enough to attend the council, so fast are you recovering."
"Council?" Legolas asked.
"Yes, in these dark times many have come to Rivendel for my council, and I believe I may be able to answer all of their questions at once with this council," Elrond answered vaguely, though, in truth, Legolas had not expected an anymore detailed response.
"Well that is good because it is council I am in search of and I have news from Mirkwood that may be helpful," Legolas said just as simply.
"Oh, come now! Enough of this dark secrecy! I want to hear of your adventures," Elrohir said, brightening the mood up. The elves spent the rest of the day doing just that, sharing tales of what had happened in their less than ordinary lives since last they were together before they allowed Legolas to get some rest.
As he left the room, Aragorn was headed off by Elrond. "Yes, Ada?"
"I just thought you would like to know that I've found out why Frodo wasn't healing properly and have fixed the problem." Aragorn immediately brightened up at the news. He had been feeling guilty about Frodo's injury as the hobbit was under his protection when it happened.
"For that, I am very thankful," Aragorn answered, not containing his relief. Elrond smiled knowingly at his son, having known of Aragorn's guilt, and he was more than happy to ease it a bit.
"He should heal very quickly mow and the council will be held soon, right after he attends a feast in honor of him and all of the strangers that have come into our lands." Elrond smiled wider when he saw his son's face light up the moment he had spoken the word, "feast".
"These are indeed grand tidings, Ada!" Aragorn said enthusiastically, already imagining the wonderful things that would be served.
Yeah! Another chapter with no cliffy! Next chapter will contain hobbit fluff, so don't expect Legolas to die in it.
SEE I DIDN'T KILL HIM! Aren't you happy?
You know the drill:
READ AND REVIEW= NEW CAPTER
Peace
Hobbit Killer