Gimli the Dwarf, son of Gloin, looked up at the Ranger as there was only silence. The man was staring in horror at his friend, who lay there bleeding and injured. He would damned if he let that Elf die, after all, he had to tell him how much he had slain!

"Don't you just stand there laddie, help me with the Elf!"

This brought Aragorn out of his brief stupor, kneeling right beside him while rough hands gently prodded and touched the battered body before them. He was no healer, but the Elf looked very ill to him, the worried frown on the Ranger's face not making his worry any less. Of all of them the pointy ear was felled, it was the last one he had thought to be injured, he seemed so untouchable.

"Well?"

Gimli knew he grumbled, sounded rather gruff, but he wanted to know how bad it was, it was his friend too. A murmured response, one not so friendly was the only answer he got, as Aragorn continued his search, healing skills assessing the true extent of the wounds. He could only do naught but wait. The Hobbits were standing not too far from him, clinging to each other like lost children.

"He has a broken arm," Aragorn told them all, the only injury they all could see very clearly, there was absolutely no need to speak of it out loud.

"Tell me something I do not know."

With a sigh the Ranger stood, his grey eyes searching the field it seemed, avoiding to look at him. The shoulders of the lad were hunched, while lines had appeared in the young face, making him age faster. He seemed years older. The Dwarf sighed as well, though one of impatience, as he could not bare to wait any longer, it did not seem Aragorn was eager to tell. Just as he was about to alert his friend of their presence, the man turned to them.

"His back is not broken."

Hobbits and Dwarf all made a sound of pure relief that was what they had feared most, though the stern glance of Aragorn made them quiet down, as he continued.

"However he has five broken ribs and his back is injured, to what extent I cannot tell. The head wound worries me, it is deep and Legolas has lost a lot of blood. We need to bring him to Gondor, my father is there still."

"Eomér will be of aid," an old though gentle voice said from behind them, as they all turned surprised to see Gandalf there, the Wizard leaning upon his white staff, though it seemed to be more of a pose. His blue eyes focused upon the Silvan Elf, a frown marring the aged face. Gimli could not even begin to understand what the Wizard was thinking at this moment. Though none of it seemed to be well.

"I am going to see if young Frodo and Samwise are alive; my feeling says they indeed are, though their time is very much limited. I will meet you all in Gondor."

The Istar hesitated slightly, as if unwilling to leave them in such peril, there was little choice though. His white robes flowed behind him as he turned to leave, only to stop once more as he took in the sadness of their faces, the worry and grief more evident now.

"It was a risk we all took."

And he left. They had known of the risks involving this journey, they had all known they could very much die, though when one of them was injured, it mattered not. Legolas had known indeed, it did not mean he had deserved it. None of them did, but it had happened, it was best not to dwell on it.

"I will find the Horselord," Gimli said softly as he sprinted away from the heartbreaking sight his friend gave. He could only hope the Elf would be well.

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Wow, look at that, so many reviews. Thanks guys and girls of course. This really means a lot to me to know people are reading this story and liking it. Now on to the reviews:

Elanor8 - I'm glad I wasn't the only one who couldn't forget about the scene! You're doing very good with your English, you really are. But I can read German, not very well in writing it, but still ;) I'm from the Netherlands myself.

Deana - Actually, he didn't lol! Breaking his back would be terrible, and I love to see our favo Elf walk around once more.

j_mercuryuk - Of course I will write more!

Twisted Fool - I'm very glad you like this so much.

AmberRose - Well, what they would feel is a lot indeed. Joy because Sauron was defeated by Frodo, but also grief for the ones being lost. Then there is the worry for their missing friend, as well as guilt for not being able to protect him. I forgot about that line, I will definitely use it, thank you!

Aladar Austere - Angst indeed, I love writing stories with some in it, I mean, LOTR is all about angst in the end, with the one Ring and the upcoming darkness.

M'Ress - I wouldn't dream of killing him, not when in the book in the end he goes to Valinor! Thank you for that mistake I made. I was pondering about it and not sure if I used it right or not. I didn't want to use mellon because it's used so often.

Maki82 - *laughs* The reason why I didn't complete this is because I want this story to last a bit longer then 2 chapters. I'm glad you liked it though, and don't worry, this will be finished.

Silvertoekee - hehehehe, evil cliffie indeed. I just didn't want you to be bored or anything ;) I felt the description of Aragorn needed to be added, and I will switch point of views quite often as you will see later on. It gives more meaning to a story like this. Glad to see you're still with me!

Ele15greenleaf - Let Legolas die? Of course not! Not yet anyways. So you can have him for a little while longer. ;)

Jenny - It's just a bit different, perhaps a bit more real, since such a great fight cannot leave all of the fighting Fellowship (save for Sam and Frodo) unharmed. Besides, I missed so much in the movie that I have enjoyed in the books, so I just wanted to give my own spin to the end.