Title: Stand or Fall
Summary: see chapter one
Disclaimer: see chapter one
A/N: Please forgive any mistakes all reviews are welcome!
And now to those reviewers! luvs you all!
KAT15: Welcome to the fic! and hmmm shall think on that
Elven Kitten: Thanks and help them but but but
Kaorethein: hereherehereherehere
Ymmas Sirron: AWWWW here it is! Gives it you and runs like hell.
Aliana Archer: No dying too many chappies left :D but thanks!
Vicki Turner: here is MORE ahem flees
shadowfaxgal7: yw for the twin angst! and ummm ummm ujmmm pleas the fifth
Brilover: YOu shall have o read on to see if someone dies snicker but thanks I am glad you like it
Beling: I LOVE your reviews! and thanks for making me smile as I read them, gives you the next chapter
Classic me: thank you and Endless Journey I am bugging my coauthor now about it
Kelly Kragen: zips lips ahem hands you chapter
Angel of Imladris: no the drug did not link them they just both are feeling the effects of it.
WOO HOO! I made it to 300 thank you to you all! hugs all around to those who do not mind.
Here is the next chapter btw cackles and flees
CHapter 34
"What is it? What is wrong with them? " Thranduil practically shouted. Elrond did not answer as he tried to access what was the matter and why the sudden downfall.
"They do not have long the poison moves rapidly through them." His eyes filled with tears as he spoke the words and they fell unheeded to the ground.
"Then let us ride on now!" Thranduil said picking up Legolas.
"No we can not. If we move them now it will likely hasten the poison's effect. We are all tired and it is still a day's ride to Lorien. These words are not free of orcs and we can not afford to get into a battle at the moment. We will leave at first light."
Thranduil seeing he was right but still hating the idea slowly laid Legolas down. He sat down beside him and pushed the hair from his face that had fallen. He was so proud of his son, he didn't tell him often enough that. Celeborn laid out the bedrolls and Thranduil went to pick up Legolas to lay him on it and Legolas started mumbling.
"Amme why did you leave, come back I need you! Come see my new friend. He is human but he is only five and so small, yet he is like an elf." Thranduil stared at Elrond and Elrond shook his head. Thranduil was going to try to give Legolas some water but his whole baody went into spasms.
He tried to hold his son down but Legolas screamed as if he was in sheer agony. Blood seeped from his stitched up wounds as he clawed at them trying to get away from something. Thranduil grabbed both of his arms before he could do any further damage. Legolas sat straight up and a blood curling scream fell from his lips. As he fell back limp in his father's arms blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.
Thranduil was in shock. He looked to Elrond for help but Elrond was already at his side. Celeborn had taken Estel from him while the elf lord restitched Legolas' wounds. Legolas seemed to have calmed for the moment yet his breathing was uneven and he would gasp as if he had lost his breath from time to time.
Elrond got up to stretch. He looked to the others and told them he needed to go to the nearby stream for more water to wash the wounds. In fact he just needed to try to clear his head. This was all too much for even him and he was starting to despair himself.
He walked to the path to the stream not noticing the beauty surrounding him as he would normally. All his thoughts were of the young ones and how nothing would be the same without them. If they left for the Halls of Mandos would he or any of them ever be the same? He at last came to the crystal clear stream and was about to fill the water skins when he saw his reflection. He did not look like the mighty elf lord, he looked like the worried father. He put his head in his hands and all the day's troubles came flooding back as his tears mingled with the water. There he sat sobbing for the longest time, until he heard yelling coming from the campsite.
He got up to run back but was met by Thranduil before he got very far.
"It is Estel please come quick I do not know what to do."
Elrond ran as swift as the wind, his feet barely touching the ground as he ran to his son. Once he came upon the campsite he saw Celeborn shaking Estel. "Estel breathe, breathe!"
Estel was gasping for breath and clutching his own throat. His face began to turn blue, as none would enter his lungs.
"Estel tithe pen please breathe for me!" Elrond said grabbing him from Celeborn who looked on in horror. Estel seemed to be trying to breathe yet no breath came. Elrond began pounding him on the back. He begged Valar right then and there not to let his son die this way, not like this. Estel took in a deep breath and then he fell limp, muttering nonsense.
"Ada I am sorry, I am human. Please do not hate me for being weak. I tried to stand tall and proud but I fell, I am sorry." Estel kept repeating this over and over. Each time his face glistened with more tears. Elrond knew to try to calm the boy as his fever kept rising and rising. Estel's face was flushed a deep red and his forehead felt like the fires of Mt. Doom. Finally he calmed down but then he began to shiver with the coolness of the evening.
Elrond only had one blanket left. He laid Estel down and covered him up, but he still shivered. Celeborn started a fire to warm them but nothing seemed to stop the shivering child. Thranduil seeing the child shiver so looked down at his own son and stood up. He picked up Legolas and his blanket and laid him next to Estel and covered them both. At once Legolas and Estel seemed to relax.
"Powerful is their bond." Celeborn said as the elf lords stood and watched as the twins got up to join their brother and friend. There the four laid under all those blankets next to the roaring fire and at last some peace seem to overtake them and they all fell asleep.
"Do you think they will make it to Lorien?" Thranduil asked, in his heart dreading the answer.
"Only Illivutar himself knows that mellon nin." Elrond said as he settled down next to the bundle of elves and one child, placing a protective arm over his sons.
Until next time!
Summary: see chapter one
Disclaimer: see chapter one
A/N: Please forgive any mistakes all reviews are welcome!
And now to those reviewers! luvs you all!
KAT15: Welcome to the fic! and hmmm shall think on that
Elven Kitten: Thanks and help them but but but
Kaorethein: hereherehereherehere
Ymmas Sirron: AWWWW here it is! Gives it you and runs like hell.
Aliana Archer: No dying too many chappies left :D but thanks!
Vicki Turner: here is MORE ahem flees
shadowfaxgal7: yw for the twin angst! and ummm ummm ujmmm pleas the fifth
Brilover: YOu shall have o read on to see if someone dies snicker but thanks I am glad you like it
Beling: I LOVE your reviews! and thanks for making me smile as I read them, gives you the next chapter
Classic me: thank you and Endless Journey I am bugging my coauthor now about it
Kelly Kragen: zips lips ahem hands you chapter
Angel of Imladris: no the drug did not link them they just both are feeling the effects of it.
WOO HOO! I made it to 300 thank you to you all! hugs all around to those who do not mind.
Here is the next chapter btw cackles and flees
CHapter 34
"What is it? What is wrong with them? " Thranduil practically shouted. Elrond did not answer as he tried to access what was the matter and why the sudden downfall.
"They do not have long the poison moves rapidly through them." His eyes filled with tears as he spoke the words and they fell unheeded to the ground.
"Then let us ride on now!" Thranduil said picking up Legolas.
"No we can not. If we move them now it will likely hasten the poison's effect. We are all tired and it is still a day's ride to Lorien. These words are not free of orcs and we can not afford to get into a battle at the moment. We will leave at first light."
Thranduil seeing he was right but still hating the idea slowly laid Legolas down. He sat down beside him and pushed the hair from his face that had fallen. He was so proud of his son, he didn't tell him often enough that. Celeborn laid out the bedrolls and Thranduil went to pick up Legolas to lay him on it and Legolas started mumbling.
"Amme why did you leave, come back I need you! Come see my new friend. He is human but he is only five and so small, yet he is like an elf." Thranduil stared at Elrond and Elrond shook his head. Thranduil was going to try to give Legolas some water but his whole baody went into spasms.
He tried to hold his son down but Legolas screamed as if he was in sheer agony. Blood seeped from his stitched up wounds as he clawed at them trying to get away from something. Thranduil grabbed both of his arms before he could do any further damage. Legolas sat straight up and a blood curling scream fell from his lips. As he fell back limp in his father's arms blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.
Thranduil was in shock. He looked to Elrond for help but Elrond was already at his side. Celeborn had taken Estel from him while the elf lord restitched Legolas' wounds. Legolas seemed to have calmed for the moment yet his breathing was uneven and he would gasp as if he had lost his breath from time to time.
Elrond got up to stretch. He looked to the others and told them he needed to go to the nearby stream for more water to wash the wounds. In fact he just needed to try to clear his head. This was all too much for even him and he was starting to despair himself.
He walked to the path to the stream not noticing the beauty surrounding him as he would normally. All his thoughts were of the young ones and how nothing would be the same without them. If they left for the Halls of Mandos would he or any of them ever be the same? He at last came to the crystal clear stream and was about to fill the water skins when he saw his reflection. He did not look like the mighty elf lord, he looked like the worried father. He put his head in his hands and all the day's troubles came flooding back as his tears mingled with the water. There he sat sobbing for the longest time, until he heard yelling coming from the campsite.
He got up to run back but was met by Thranduil before he got very far.
"It is Estel please come quick I do not know what to do."
Elrond ran as swift as the wind, his feet barely touching the ground as he ran to his son. Once he came upon the campsite he saw Celeborn shaking Estel. "Estel breathe, breathe!"
Estel was gasping for breath and clutching his own throat. His face began to turn blue, as none would enter his lungs.
"Estel tithe pen please breathe for me!" Elrond said grabbing him from Celeborn who looked on in horror. Estel seemed to be trying to breathe yet no breath came. Elrond began pounding him on the back. He begged Valar right then and there not to let his son die this way, not like this. Estel took in a deep breath and then he fell limp, muttering nonsense.
"Ada I am sorry, I am human. Please do not hate me for being weak. I tried to stand tall and proud but I fell, I am sorry." Estel kept repeating this over and over. Each time his face glistened with more tears. Elrond knew to try to calm the boy as his fever kept rising and rising. Estel's face was flushed a deep red and his forehead felt like the fires of Mt. Doom. Finally he calmed down but then he began to shiver with the coolness of the evening.
Elrond only had one blanket left. He laid Estel down and covered him up, but he still shivered. Celeborn started a fire to warm them but nothing seemed to stop the shivering child. Thranduil seeing the child shiver so looked down at his own son and stood up. He picked up Legolas and his blanket and laid him next to Estel and covered them both. At once Legolas and Estel seemed to relax.
"Powerful is their bond." Celeborn said as the elf lords stood and watched as the twins got up to join their brother and friend. There the four laid under all those blankets next to the roaring fire and at last some peace seem to overtake them and they all fell asleep.
"Do you think they will make it to Lorien?" Thranduil asked, in his heart dreading the answer.
"Only Illivutar himself knows that mellon nin." Elrond said as he settled down next to the bundle of elves and one child, placing a protective arm over his sons.
Until next time!