Title: Stand or Fall
Summary: see chapter one
Disclaimer: see chapter one
A/N: no beta so forgive All reviews welcome all flames will be shown to my friends and laughed at
Now I go to my wonderful reviewers!
Elven Kitten: I will help them eventually I swear *cackle*
Ymmas Sirron: Hmmmm to let him die. WHo me do such a thing? I love your reviews they make my day, really they do.
leggylover4ever: Yes it shall be interesting!! thanks for reviewing
Kandice: Aw glad it brought you to tears that means I did it right thanks for the review!
Lalaithofthebruinen: I sobbed for them to when writing. Poor ALL of them.
Sirabella: Torture is the best fic but if you do not like it sorry.
Firniswin: Yesss the angst is goood! We love the angst
Cat15: Yes they still think Elrohir is dead, poor Elladan slipping further into despair and the other two O.O Valar help them hehe
I would like to say and extra thanks to my faithful reviewers! and now on with the next chapter!
Chapter 15
Elrond riding upon his horse felt a strange pang of sorrow overcome him and a silent single tear rolled from his eye. He was not the only one who had feeling overcome them. Thranduil looked as if he were far away lost in thought. The look on his face perplexed. He seemed to be trying to hear something and Elrond could imagine the pain he also felt. Legolas was all he had in this world and he had been overprotective of him to say the least since his wife had died.
Celeborn looked at them both. He knew deep down he should tell them, but why cause them more heartache. He would keep this information to himself, lest it be false. Yet in his heart he knew it wasn't; that somewhere his grandsons were fighting for their lives and the prince too.
As the fall leaves fell from the trees trying to hide the path before them Celeborn shouted out!
"I see tracks they could be theirs" Elrond and Thranduil rode ahead and caught up to him. Elrond dismounted and looked at the tracks. Thranduil sat holding Elrohir peering over the horse. What do you see?" he asked.
I believe it is them and these tracks are not of today so they have at least a day on us. This provoked the elven lords to move faster.
They rode for hours not stopping except to let Elrond change the bandages on Elrohir. He told Thranduil he would carry him now, but Thranduil said it was no problem. Elrond thought perhaps carrying Elrohir helped him with his fears over Legolas, so he relented even though he wished to hold his son.
Elrond was about to ask if they could stop again for Elrohir had moaned and he did not look well when a vision overtook him. It was vivid as if he were there himself. Seeing all that happened. He shook with the horror of the sight. He wanted to grab them all up and take them away from this horrible place. It looked like the inside of a cave and even in his vision he could sense the danger which were within these walls.
Celeborn looked to him and saw he was in a trance like state; riding over next to him he put his arm around him and yet he did not seem to notice his presence. Elrond's breath hitched in his throat and he leaned forward. He would have fallen completely off his horse if not for Celeborn's quick reflexes which pulled him up straight. Elrond jerked back to awareness and blinked, his eyes finally focusing on his father in law.
"What did you see my son?" Celeborn asked.
"They suffer more with each passing moment; their light is fading, we must reach them soon."
"Did you see Legolas? Did you see my son?" Thranduil asked his brow furrowed.
"Aye I saw him but he is hurt and he lies with." Elrond did not want to finish the sentence.
"What tell me please Elrond I must know."
Elrond took in a deep breath and with a sorrowful look blurted out. "He lies with his eyes closed."
Thranduil's mouth fell open in shock. He knew that Legolas must be hurt bad. The only time he had seen an elf's eyes close in sleep was when they were on the verge of meeting Mandos. Thranduil's heart sank in his chest, but a new fire blazed in his eyes.
"Did you see where they were? Can you describe it? Thranduil said his voice hopeful.
"Yes I saw a cave they are in a cave somewhere."
"There are some caves about two days ride from here. Come let us pick up our pace." he replied holding Elrohir tighter to his chest.
"First I must tend to Elrohir's bandages. They must be changed to stave off further infection."
Thranduil sighed but handed down the injured elf to his father. He looked on in amazement at the tender way Elrond administered the salve to the wounds and rewrapped them. He was always in awe at his abilities and wished he had taken the time to learn more about the healing arts. He made a note that if he saw his son again to ask Elrond to teach him some things. When all was finished they remounted and this time Elrond held his son ever so gently against his chest.
Thranduil spoke to his horse and the horse seeming to understand hurried forward. Elrond and Celeborn heeled their steeds and they were off.
Sorry so short but I will update again soon!
Summary: see chapter one
Disclaimer: see chapter one
A/N: no beta so forgive All reviews welcome all flames will be shown to my friends and laughed at
Now I go to my wonderful reviewers!
Elven Kitten: I will help them eventually I swear *cackle*
Ymmas Sirron: Hmmmm to let him die. WHo me do such a thing? I love your reviews they make my day, really they do.
leggylover4ever: Yes it shall be interesting!! thanks for reviewing
Kandice: Aw glad it brought you to tears that means I did it right thanks for the review!
Lalaithofthebruinen: I sobbed for them to when writing. Poor ALL of them.
Sirabella: Torture is the best fic but if you do not like it sorry.
Firniswin: Yesss the angst is goood! We love the angst
Cat15: Yes they still think Elrohir is dead, poor Elladan slipping further into despair and the other two O.O Valar help them hehe
I would like to say and extra thanks to my faithful reviewers! and now on with the next chapter!
Chapter 15
Elrond riding upon his horse felt a strange pang of sorrow overcome him and a silent single tear rolled from his eye. He was not the only one who had feeling overcome them. Thranduil looked as if he were far away lost in thought. The look on his face perplexed. He seemed to be trying to hear something and Elrond could imagine the pain he also felt. Legolas was all he had in this world and he had been overprotective of him to say the least since his wife had died.
Celeborn looked at them both. He knew deep down he should tell them, but why cause them more heartache. He would keep this information to himself, lest it be false. Yet in his heart he knew it wasn't; that somewhere his grandsons were fighting for their lives and the prince too.
As the fall leaves fell from the trees trying to hide the path before them Celeborn shouted out!
"I see tracks they could be theirs" Elrond and Thranduil rode ahead and caught up to him. Elrond dismounted and looked at the tracks. Thranduil sat holding Elrohir peering over the horse. What do you see?" he asked.
I believe it is them and these tracks are not of today so they have at least a day on us. This provoked the elven lords to move faster.
They rode for hours not stopping except to let Elrond change the bandages on Elrohir. He told Thranduil he would carry him now, but Thranduil said it was no problem. Elrond thought perhaps carrying Elrohir helped him with his fears over Legolas, so he relented even though he wished to hold his son.
Elrond was about to ask if they could stop again for Elrohir had moaned and he did not look well when a vision overtook him. It was vivid as if he were there himself. Seeing all that happened. He shook with the horror of the sight. He wanted to grab them all up and take them away from this horrible place. It looked like the inside of a cave and even in his vision he could sense the danger which were within these walls.
Celeborn looked to him and saw he was in a trance like state; riding over next to him he put his arm around him and yet he did not seem to notice his presence. Elrond's breath hitched in his throat and he leaned forward. He would have fallen completely off his horse if not for Celeborn's quick reflexes which pulled him up straight. Elrond jerked back to awareness and blinked, his eyes finally focusing on his father in law.
"What did you see my son?" Celeborn asked.
"They suffer more with each passing moment; their light is fading, we must reach them soon."
"Did you see Legolas? Did you see my son?" Thranduil asked his brow furrowed.
"Aye I saw him but he is hurt and he lies with." Elrond did not want to finish the sentence.
"What tell me please Elrond I must know."
Elrond took in a deep breath and with a sorrowful look blurted out. "He lies with his eyes closed."
Thranduil's mouth fell open in shock. He knew that Legolas must be hurt bad. The only time he had seen an elf's eyes close in sleep was when they were on the verge of meeting Mandos. Thranduil's heart sank in his chest, but a new fire blazed in his eyes.
"Did you see where they were? Can you describe it? Thranduil said his voice hopeful.
"Yes I saw a cave they are in a cave somewhere."
"There are some caves about two days ride from here. Come let us pick up our pace." he replied holding Elrohir tighter to his chest.
"First I must tend to Elrohir's bandages. They must be changed to stave off further infection."
Thranduil sighed but handed down the injured elf to his father. He looked on in amazement at the tender way Elrond administered the salve to the wounds and rewrapped them. He was always in awe at his abilities and wished he had taken the time to learn more about the healing arts. He made a note that if he saw his son again to ask Elrond to teach him some things. When all was finished they remounted and this time Elrond held his son ever so gently against his chest.
Thranduil spoke to his horse and the horse seeming to understand hurried forward. Elrond and Celeborn heeled their steeds and they were off.
Sorry so short but I will update again soon!