Title: The Bonds of Family
Summary: see chapter one
Disclaimer: see chapter one
A/N: This is still AU, Any reviews are welcome, flames will be given to others for amusement
Now to my lovely reviewers, who make my day!
Kaorethein: I canot reveal just yet what his motives are, know that some are just evil.
leggylover4ever: yes the elf is evil, and Estel is suffering nicely mwhahahahaha
Beling: I assume you will catch up soon, and then you will know the master hehehehe
Catmint: Thank you that compliment means a lot. Here is an update for you!
Scribe of Gryffindor: Yes, I like the angst! Erestor of course would love Estel as his own, and do not fret I have a 16 chapter fic ready to begin posting when this one is over.
Elven Kitten: You keep on whacking, hands you an update
Joslin: Thanks! Here is your update!
Peleus15: yw and here is yet another one!
Jaimi: here it is, here it is, here it is! LOL
sielge: Yes, Erestor's loves Estel like his own,and the others shall always have a bond.
HarryEstel: I am currently holding onto the daggers and waiting, but it is killing me. Now I cannot reveal who he is just yet, but you will know soon anyway.
Estelle1: You are also evil, and here is your update!
Thanks a million times over again! Your reviews make my day! Now here is the next chapter
Chapter 11
Elrond could not bring himself to speak to Lithdil. He didn't want to believe anything he had to say, for he had been with Elros when he died. Mandos could not have sent him back, not after all this time. He didn't notice when his horse stopped either.
"Elrond we are nearing the Bruinen. We are almost home." Lithdil said shaking his shoulder. The reaction he got was unexpected as Elrond turned and grabbed him by the throat.
"Utter no more lies. You are here simply to save my son." Elrond had spoken the words with venom, but deep down it was because he was unsure.
As they passed through the gates the stable hands mouth fell open. Every elf in fact that saw Lithdil stared. As Elrond climbed the stairs to Estel's room his heart began to race. What if they were too late? What if he was already gone? This made him break into a full run, and he bolted through the door like a man possessed.
In a flash Elrohir had him in an embrace. "Ada you made it back. Where is the cure, Estel has not much time?"
Elrond went to speak, but it was at this time Lithdil walked through the door. Elrohir gasped as Erestor stood and got between Elrond and Lithdil. "Where,.. how, who are you?" he finally choked out.
"Do I not look the same Erestor?" Lithdil smiled.
"Elros, but you died. I saw you die."
"I do believe people have returned from death, just ask Glorfindel."
All in the room stood in awe, all that is but one. Elladan sat on Estel's bed glaring daggers at the elf. Finally turning to his father he spoke. "Ada does he have the cure?"
"He says as much, and he will begin work on it immediately."
Lithdil stepped toward the bed, and Elladan stood up reaching for the knife in his boot. "Step away from my brother!"
"It is such a pity is it not. Humans are felled by the simplest of things. Why is it you call this one your brother, he is no elf?"
"Speak no more of your vile words. All I want from you is the cure for the poison you had given to him in the first place. I wish to be rid of you!" Elladan spat.
Lithdil nodded in understanding and followed Elrond out of the room. In the bed Estel began to thrash and groan. His teeth chattered as if he were cold, but it was only the fever. "Dan I am so tired. I just want to sleep, but the pain," he groaned again.
Legolas jumped up from his chair. "You would give up on me so easily Estel. You must fight this. Your father is here now, and you will be back to yourself in no time."
Estel gave a small smile "Yes I could not go just yet. Who would keep you from being so prissy. I must rest now, I hurt and the pain is too intense."
"Yes, rest Estel. I will be right here." Estel grasped Elladan's hand and gave it a slight squeeze before drifting back into a troubled sleep.
"Elladan why did you speak so harshly to the elf? What if he is indeed our uncle?" Elrohir chastised.
"Why do you so readily accept that it is him?"
"He looks just like him Elladan, who else could he be?"
Legolas was stuck in the middle of it all. Was this elf truly the long ago Elros brought back? He for one did not know, for he had never met him. All he wanted was to cure Estel.
I know it is short, but it could not be helped.
Summary: see chapter one
Disclaimer: see chapter one
A/N: This is still AU, Any reviews are welcome, flames will be given to others for amusement
Now to my lovely reviewers, who make my day!
Kaorethein: I canot reveal just yet what his motives are, know that some are just evil.
leggylover4ever: yes the elf is evil, and Estel is suffering nicely mwhahahahaha
Beling: I assume you will catch up soon, and then you will know the master hehehehe
Catmint: Thank you that compliment means a lot. Here is an update for you!
Scribe of Gryffindor: Yes, I like the angst! Erestor of course would love Estel as his own, and do not fret I have a 16 chapter fic ready to begin posting when this one is over.
Elven Kitten: You keep on whacking, hands you an update
Joslin: Thanks! Here is your update!
Peleus15: yw and here is yet another one!
Jaimi: here it is, here it is, here it is! LOL
sielge: Yes, Erestor's loves Estel like his own,and the others shall always have a bond.
HarryEstel: I am currently holding onto the daggers and waiting, but it is killing me. Now I cannot reveal who he is just yet, but you will know soon anyway.
Estelle1: You are also evil, and here is your update!
Thanks a million times over again! Your reviews make my day! Now here is the next chapter
Chapter 11
Elrond could not bring himself to speak to Lithdil. He didn't want to believe anything he had to say, for he had been with Elros when he died. Mandos could not have sent him back, not after all this time. He didn't notice when his horse stopped either.
"Elrond we are nearing the Bruinen. We are almost home." Lithdil said shaking his shoulder. The reaction he got was unexpected as Elrond turned and grabbed him by the throat.
"Utter no more lies. You are here simply to save my son." Elrond had spoken the words with venom, but deep down it was because he was unsure.
As they passed through the gates the stable hands mouth fell open. Every elf in fact that saw Lithdil stared. As Elrond climbed the stairs to Estel's room his heart began to race. What if they were too late? What if he was already gone? This made him break into a full run, and he bolted through the door like a man possessed.
In a flash Elrohir had him in an embrace. "Ada you made it back. Where is the cure, Estel has not much time?"
Elrond went to speak, but it was at this time Lithdil walked through the door. Elrohir gasped as Erestor stood and got between Elrond and Lithdil. "Where,.. how, who are you?" he finally choked out.
"Do I not look the same Erestor?" Lithdil smiled.
"Elros, but you died. I saw you die."
"I do believe people have returned from death, just ask Glorfindel."
All in the room stood in awe, all that is but one. Elladan sat on Estel's bed glaring daggers at the elf. Finally turning to his father he spoke. "Ada does he have the cure?"
"He says as much, and he will begin work on it immediately."
Lithdil stepped toward the bed, and Elladan stood up reaching for the knife in his boot. "Step away from my brother!"
"It is such a pity is it not. Humans are felled by the simplest of things. Why is it you call this one your brother, he is no elf?"
"Speak no more of your vile words. All I want from you is the cure for the poison you had given to him in the first place. I wish to be rid of you!" Elladan spat.
Lithdil nodded in understanding and followed Elrond out of the room. In the bed Estel began to thrash and groan. His teeth chattered as if he were cold, but it was only the fever. "Dan I am so tired. I just want to sleep, but the pain," he groaned again.
Legolas jumped up from his chair. "You would give up on me so easily Estel. You must fight this. Your father is here now, and you will be back to yourself in no time."
Estel gave a small smile "Yes I could not go just yet. Who would keep you from being so prissy. I must rest now, I hurt and the pain is too intense."
"Yes, rest Estel. I will be right here." Estel grasped Elladan's hand and gave it a slight squeeze before drifting back into a troubled sleep.
"Elladan why did you speak so harshly to the elf? What if he is indeed our uncle?" Elrohir chastised.
"Why do you so readily accept that it is him?"
"He looks just like him Elladan, who else could he be?"
Legolas was stuck in the middle of it all. Was this elf truly the long ago Elros brought back? He for one did not know, for he had never met him. All he wanted was to cure Estel.
I know it is short, but it could not be helped.