Title: Stand or Fall

Summary: see chapter one

Disclaimer: see chapter one

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Chapter 40

Thranduil pulled up a chair next to his son. Legolas looked so young all of a sudden as if he were still and elfling. So many missed chances of outings, he resolved to remedy it when Legolas was better. He had to believe Legolas would once again be the lively, carefree son he remembered. Exhaustion registered on his face. It had been many days since last he slept. He did not want to leave his son's side so he merely laid his head down on the bed.

Celeborn came back in the room and saw Thranduil finally sleeping next to his son. He went to the nearby shelf and pulled a blanket from it and wrapped it around the elf king. He then went over to check on the twins. Both of them were fast asleep even though it was a troubled sleep. Their usual eleven light seemed to be dimmed. With a heavy sigh he pulled the blankets up to their chins and went to check on Estel.

Estel, the hope of all mankind. Yet he was but a child. Celeborn looked at the pain ridden face and as he moved to pull the covers up Estel cried softly. Celeborn stopped and looked down at the child. His hands were balled up as if trying to fight off the urge to cry out again. Celeborn placed his hand on Estel's head a drew it back quickly. The fever was too intense. He opened Estel's eyes and gasped their was norecognition in them. When he returned his gaze to Estel's face he saw the blood seep from the corner of his mouth. Estel began gasping for air. Celeborn got up to help him but from the corner of the room Legolas also began to wheeze and gasp. Blood trickling from his mouth and unto the sheets.

Thranduil was up in a flash. He was shocked as he saw Legolas now laying in his own blood, for it kept coming. As the blood seeped from the elf the color left his face.

"Celeborn do something can you not see he is dying!" Thranduil said not even looking up. When Celeborn made no moveent to the door Thranduil did look up and at once regretted his harsh tone.

Celeborn sat cuddling Estel as the same blood oozed rapidly from his mouth. He had no idea what to do but he would not leave his grandson.

Until next time!