Notes: Once again, sorry this took so long. I don't know, I just had a
really hard time with how Legolas would react to seeing Arwen again. I
must have written the start of this chapter at least ten times before I got
one that made sense to me. That's really what took so long. Other than
that pretty much the same notes as before. Lord of the Rings does not
belong to me. Any typing mistakes are my fault and I would greatly
appreciate being told about them. Comments always welcomed, and I thank
all of you that have already commented on this story.
Warnings: Slash, possible mpreg in the future
Always in My Heart
Chapter Two: Same Face, New Person
Legolas found himself unable to turn away, his eyes riveted to the broken form in front of him. It was her, it was truly Arwen Undomiel.
Yet as he stared in speechless shock, Legolas began to notice a few physical differences between Elizabeth and the Arwen of the past. The most obvious was the wheelchair Elizabeth was confined to. But there were other, minor, differences as well. Elizabeth's hair hung over her ears, something Arwen never would have allowed, being far too proud of her elven heritage. Elizabeth's eyes were cold and wary, while Arwen's had always been kind and inviting. Yet, aside from these few differences the two looked to be identical.
Legolas, my friend, you're staring.
Haldir's voice startled the elven Prince out of his stupor and brought him back to reality.
"Calen?" asked Elizabeth hesitantly. "Are you all right? You look rather startled." Legolas smiled back at the girl warmly in reassurance, something he had learned to do long ago regardless of his true feelings.
"I'm fine, actually," lied Legolas as he grabbed the offered hand and shook it firmly. "It's just you look quite similar to an old friend of mine. I was just a little surprised, Miss Sarr."
The brunette smiled in understanding. "I see. And is it a good or bad thing that I remind you of this friend?"
"I should think it to be a good thing," said Legolas, "she was extremely sweet. Of course, she also had a wicked temper if you managed to anger her."
The crippled girl smiled and laughed quietly. "Then we aren't so different, your friend and I." She smiled again, this time it was not a humorous smile, it was a smile of kindness and expectancy. "Where are you from, Calen?"
The Elvish prince began his fictional story, telling both Elizabeth and Ollie of his imaginary past. They spent approximately an hour talking about this and that until it appeared that both Elizabeth and Ollie were satisfied.
"Ollie says you're thinking about renting a room here," started Elizabeth shyly. "I hope you do. It would be very nice to have someone else around and I think you'd fit into our little family quite well."
Legolas smiled back, unable to contain his good humor. There was something about the girl in front of him that made him unable to stop smiling. He wasn't sure if it was because he was so relieved to have finally found a link to Aragorn or if it was the girl herself. Either way there was something that made his soul feel brighter.
You're smiling, came Haldir's voice. Legolas knew if he could see the elf he would be smirking broadly.
I'd noticed, replied Legolas.
You haven't smiled in such a way for too long, my friend. You should stay here, it will be good for you.
I had planned on staying here no matter what, Haldir.
I'm glad.
Ollie's voice drew the prince's attention away from his friend.
"Well, Mr. Legolas, what do you say? Does our home seem like some place you would like to stay?"
Once more the blonde could not contain his smile. "I would very much like to stay here.
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Hours later Legolas sat in a tree deep within the forest that lined the coast. The sun was setting and the elf was watching the light on the clouds, trying to clear his mind. But his mind was too full, his thoughts too energetic. So much had happened and so much had changed that he didn't know where to start. He was ecstatic at the progress he had made, but deep down he was also scared, a fact that worried him greatly.
Why are you afraid to find him, Legolas? You've been searching for so long, what cause have you for fear now that you've made your first real progress?
Legolas shrugged, even though he knew Haldir could not see him. I don't know, Haldir. I suppose seeing Arwen, or Elizabeth as I suppose I should call her, has made me realize that he will not be the Estel I remember. He will have a life here and for all I knew he will already have a girlfriend or a wife. He may not be interested in me. the prince responded despondently.
Haldir sighed in understanding. I see your problem, I truly do. But you must remember, Legolas. He is destined to be with you. You should know this.
I do, Haldir! I do! But he will have no memory of me; how am I too convince him that I am not some crazy fool trying to trick him? Arwen had no memory of me. Why should Estel be any different?
Haldir was stunned by Legolas' outburst. The prince had been so stoic for so long that Haldir had forgotten how emotional he could be.
You will be fine, he will be fine. I think today has awoken too many feelings you had long buried within you, Legolas. Sleep will help.
Legolas sighed. You're right, I suppose. I shall try and sleep. After all, tomorrow will be worse.
Good night, little Greenleaf.
Good night, Legolas whispered both silently and aloud before slowly drifting off to sleep.
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That night Legolas dreamt. He was standing deep within an ancient wood he did not recognize, wearing his elven-made clothing of the past. He walked forward, rejoicing in the feeling of being alone with such ancient trees.
He walked in what he thought was a random direction, but in this dream it did not matter. Soon he was standing in an empty, barren clearing. At least, it was almost empty. For as Legolas looked closer he saw a tiny sapling fighting to survive. The prince took a step closer and gasped in disbelief. For there before him stood the White Tree in it's infancy. In fear and desperate hope he reached out to touch it
and awoke holding the rising sun in his grasp.
Legolas sat in the tree for a long moment, trying to calm himself. Obviously his dream had to do with his search, but what it meant he did not know. Yet the dream gave him hope for it had been sent by the Ainur, but even that did not help him to decipher its meaning. Confused and not seeming to make any progress towards understanding, Legolas decided to push the dream aside for now and concentrate on instead on the day to come.
Warnings: Slash, possible mpreg in the future
Always in My Heart
Chapter Two: Same Face, New Person
Legolas found himself unable to turn away, his eyes riveted to the broken form in front of him. It was her, it was truly Arwen Undomiel.
Yet as he stared in speechless shock, Legolas began to notice a few physical differences between Elizabeth and the Arwen of the past. The most obvious was the wheelchair Elizabeth was confined to. But there were other, minor, differences as well. Elizabeth's hair hung over her ears, something Arwen never would have allowed, being far too proud of her elven heritage. Elizabeth's eyes were cold and wary, while Arwen's had always been kind and inviting. Yet, aside from these few differences the two looked to be identical.
Legolas, my friend, you're staring.
Haldir's voice startled the elven Prince out of his stupor and brought him back to reality.
"Calen?" asked Elizabeth hesitantly. "Are you all right? You look rather startled." Legolas smiled back at the girl warmly in reassurance, something he had learned to do long ago regardless of his true feelings.
"I'm fine, actually," lied Legolas as he grabbed the offered hand and shook it firmly. "It's just you look quite similar to an old friend of mine. I was just a little surprised, Miss Sarr."
The brunette smiled in understanding. "I see. And is it a good or bad thing that I remind you of this friend?"
"I should think it to be a good thing," said Legolas, "she was extremely sweet. Of course, she also had a wicked temper if you managed to anger her."
The crippled girl smiled and laughed quietly. "Then we aren't so different, your friend and I." She smiled again, this time it was not a humorous smile, it was a smile of kindness and expectancy. "Where are you from, Calen?"
The Elvish prince began his fictional story, telling both Elizabeth and Ollie of his imaginary past. They spent approximately an hour talking about this and that until it appeared that both Elizabeth and Ollie were satisfied.
"Ollie says you're thinking about renting a room here," started Elizabeth shyly. "I hope you do. It would be very nice to have someone else around and I think you'd fit into our little family quite well."
Legolas smiled back, unable to contain his good humor. There was something about the girl in front of him that made him unable to stop smiling. He wasn't sure if it was because he was so relieved to have finally found a link to Aragorn or if it was the girl herself. Either way there was something that made his soul feel brighter.
You're smiling, came Haldir's voice. Legolas knew if he could see the elf he would be smirking broadly.
I'd noticed, replied Legolas.
You haven't smiled in such a way for too long, my friend. You should stay here, it will be good for you.
I had planned on staying here no matter what, Haldir.
I'm glad.
Ollie's voice drew the prince's attention away from his friend.
"Well, Mr. Legolas, what do you say? Does our home seem like some place you would like to stay?"
Once more the blonde could not contain his smile. "I would very much like to stay here.
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Hours later Legolas sat in a tree deep within the forest that lined the coast. The sun was setting and the elf was watching the light on the clouds, trying to clear his mind. But his mind was too full, his thoughts too energetic. So much had happened and so much had changed that he didn't know where to start. He was ecstatic at the progress he had made, but deep down he was also scared, a fact that worried him greatly.
Why are you afraid to find him, Legolas? You've been searching for so long, what cause have you for fear now that you've made your first real progress?
Legolas shrugged, even though he knew Haldir could not see him. I don't know, Haldir. I suppose seeing Arwen, or Elizabeth as I suppose I should call her, has made me realize that he will not be the Estel I remember. He will have a life here and for all I knew he will already have a girlfriend or a wife. He may not be interested in me. the prince responded despondently.
Haldir sighed in understanding. I see your problem, I truly do. But you must remember, Legolas. He is destined to be with you. You should know this.
I do, Haldir! I do! But he will have no memory of me; how am I too convince him that I am not some crazy fool trying to trick him? Arwen had no memory of me. Why should Estel be any different?
Haldir was stunned by Legolas' outburst. The prince had been so stoic for so long that Haldir had forgotten how emotional he could be.
You will be fine, he will be fine. I think today has awoken too many feelings you had long buried within you, Legolas. Sleep will help.
Legolas sighed. You're right, I suppose. I shall try and sleep. After all, tomorrow will be worse.
Good night, little Greenleaf.
Good night, Legolas whispered both silently and aloud before slowly drifting off to sleep.
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That night Legolas dreamt. He was standing deep within an ancient wood he did not recognize, wearing his elven-made clothing of the past. He walked forward, rejoicing in the feeling of being alone with such ancient trees.
He walked in what he thought was a random direction, but in this dream it did not matter. Soon he was standing in an empty, barren clearing. At least, it was almost empty. For as Legolas looked closer he saw a tiny sapling fighting to survive. The prince took a step closer and gasped in disbelief. For there before him stood the White Tree in it's infancy. In fear and desperate hope he reached out to touch it
and awoke holding the rising sun in his grasp.
Legolas sat in the tree for a long moment, trying to calm himself. Obviously his dream had to do with his search, but what it meant he did not know. Yet the dream gave him hope for it had been sent by the Ainur, but even that did not help him to decipher its meaning. Confused and not seeming to make any progress towards understanding, Legolas decided to push the dream aside for now and concentrate on instead on the day to come.