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If it's not one thing, it's another

Chapter Ten

Tears

Elladan had a couple food trays in his hands, one for Elrond and Elrohir to share and the other was for Aragorn and himself; possibly Legolas if they could get him to eat something.

The dark-haired elf had just reached his father's study and had to struggle to open the door. He finally opened it and saw the two elves within concentrating only on their work. He really didn't want to distrupt them but knew that they needed to eat or they'd be too exhausted to think about anything.

Once he was sure they were aware of his presence he said, "I brought a tray of food for both of you. Please make sure you eat." He didn't bother to ask how they had come along, he could tell by the look on their tired faces that they hadn't gotten anywhere.

Lord Elrond and Elrohir could hear the concern in Elladan's voice so quickly agreed they'd eat some.

"I am not going to leave until both of you eat at least ten bites." The older twin stated stubbornly. He knew they'd just agree to eat but never end up really doing so. He thought this was the only way they'd really eat.

The two elves hesitated.

"The longer you take the more dangerous Legolas' situation becomes." He hated to use that against them but it was true and probably the only way.

Elrond and Elrohir exchanged a glance and quickly turned to the tray of food. They ate as fast as they could without choking on it.

Elladan smirked. I knew that would work. He saw that they were actually eating more than the minimum he had told them so he decided to leave. He had to get Aragorn to eat now, which would be a more difficult task.
Elladan entered the room quietly, not sure if Legolas was actually asleep or not. He didn't want to be loud even if he was awake. The blonde elf was more sensative to loud noises; they caused him a lot of pain.

The dark-haired elf saw Aragorn sitting in the same spot that he was when he'd left to get the food. He was no longer running the cloth over Legolas' body though. "Is he asleep?"

"Nay," Aragorn answered sadly, "I do not know if it is because of what we told him or if he is just not able to sleep."

Legolas did have his eyes closed but you could tell by looking at him that he wasn't sleeping.

"I brought you some food."

"I told you I was not hungry."

"Iston, but please eat something. You need to." Am I the only one thinking clearly? He thought. Everyone needs food to function properly and no one seems to want to eat.

Aragorn sighed and grabbed a piece of bread from the tray. At least it is something. Elladan thought dryly.

Elladan started calling Legolas' name and shaking him slightly to get his attention.

"What are you doing?" Aragorn asked somewhat angrily. He didn't want anyone bothering the ailing elf for no reason.

"I am going to see if I can get him to eat." Elladan thought his younger brother was being overprotective. Did he really think that his brother would do something to Legolas, who was in agony, for no reason?

Legolas' eyes opened half-way. He looked like he needed a lot of rest. "Can you try to eat something?" Elladan asked uncertainly. "You really need to."

Legolas formed a "no" with his mouth since he couldn't speak or shake his head being too tired and the shaking would only add to his pain.

"You need to eat something, mellon nin." Aragorn stated sadly. He hated seeing Legolas like this: so weak and helpless.

The blonde elf thought for a while and them slightly nodded, not think and causing some pain. He only agreed to try and eat because his friends were so concerned about him. He hated causing his friends to worry.

Elladan picked up the broth that he had brought for Legolas and had Aragorn help the blonde elf sit up. Then he started to feed Legolas slowly, not wanting him to choke. Legolas cursed his weakness. It was greatly hurting his pride by being fed to.

There was still more than half left when Legolas couldn't eat anymore. After they had fed Legolas they ate their own food.

The blonde archer suddenly started moving towards the end of the bed, sticking his head over the edge.

Aragorn knew what was going to happen and quickly grabbed an empty bowl set aside for this purpose. He got to Legolas just in time. The elf violently threw up.

Elladan went over to them and held Legolas' once richly golden hair out of his face and rubbed his back in soothing motions.

Once Legolas was done he didn't have any strength left to put himself back into the laying position he had been in so nearly fell off the bed from where he was leaning over. Elladan quickly caught him and laid him back down. Legolas whimpered in pain.

Seeing that his friend hadn't fallen on the floor he rinsed the bowl out with some water. When he was done he placed the bowl next to Legolas' bed again, just in case. His headache was coming back full force, all his worrying causing it.

"I am sorry, Legolas." Elladan said sadly, regretting his decision in making Legolas eat. "I should not have given you the food."

The younger elf would have told Elladan it wasn't his fault but he was distracted by the pain coarsing throughout his body. He did try though, however, it came out as a whimper.

Both human and elf blamed themself for causing Legolas more pain and in a sense it was their fault. The only reason Legolas had agreed to eat was because of their concern, so neither of them told each other not to blame himself.

Aragorn subconsciously rubbed his head. The throbbing growing only worse.

Elladan saw this and frowned. "Sit down." He didn't bother with asking him to sit down, so just told him. He really didn't feel like arguing either.

Aragorn did sit down, also not wanting to argue. He laid his head on Legolas' bed. "I am so sorry I cannot help you."

They didn't want to give Legolas herbs fearing a repeat of what had just happened; then he'd just be in more agony. Legolas' eyes were once again closed. His breathing shallow and every once in a while he'd gasp in pain. Sweat covered his forehead and chest.

Elladan had gotten some herbs for Aragorn and held them out for him to take. He didn't take them though. "Aragorn, drink this, it will help. Stop being so stubborn." The dark-haired elf used his human name to show his seriousness, he wasn't in the mood to deal with this.

Aragorn looked straight into his brother's eyes. "He is suffering so much. I should not be allowed to have relief from my pain when Legolas cannot get any and it is my fault."

Elladan was shocked at his statement. The sound of his voice was of utter distress and his eyes were brimming with unfallen tears. The last time he saw Aragorn even close to tears was when he was young, about seven years old. The elf hugged the human comfortingly. "Fear not, he shall live. We will all make sure of it. You know as well as I do."

Aragorn accepted the hug and returned it. He only nodded at what Elladan had said. He knew it to be true but he coudln't help himself, his best friend was in agony and was dying and there was nothing he could do about it. However, he held back his tears, not wanting to cry. He told himself he wouldn't cry long ago when he decided it was a sign of weakness to do so since he never saw his family cry.

"It is okay to cry, Estel." Elladan could tell his brother was desperately trying to hold the tears back.

Aragorn was still facing Legolas; he saw him tense and whimper in pain again. Upon hearing Elladan and then seeing his friend he could no longer hold his tears and let them fall silently while clutching Elladan.

They had no idea how long they had stayed liek that but it didn't really matter, they weren't able to help Legolas and were too stressed to do anything else. Aragorn finally broke away from his brother and wiped the remaining tears away. His eyes were red from all the crying.

"Hannon le." He was extremly greatful for the support his brother had just given him.

"Think nothing of it. You would have done the same for me." While Aragorn was crying he had to hold his own tears back, he had to be strong for his brother's sake.

"Of course." He definitely would have done the same for anyone apart of his family or his friends, whoever needed it.

"Now, please Estel, drink this." He held the herbs out again.

Aragorn nodded and drank it. He felt really tired afterwards and realized what Elladan had done. He fell against the elf when the herbs took affect.

Aragorn was still sitting down when Elladan had given him the hug; the elf had just knelt down in front of him. The dark-haired elf just put Aragorn's arms under his head on the bed, knowing that the human would want to be close to his friend even during sleep.
Legolas had been greatly touched by the scene with Elladan supporting the crying Aragorn. He had seen it through the haze of pain he was experiencing. Neither of them saw him watching them. Once his eyes got too heavy to keep open his elven hearing picked up the sound of the quiet sobs.

He knew that the human rarely cried and he himself had never seen him cry before. He felt guilty for causing it but he couldn't help it; it's not like he could miraculously recover. If he could, he most definitely would.

Legolas couldn't believe it when Aragorn had said that he was suffering so he shouldn't drink the herbs to ease his own pain. Right then he wished he'd just have a full recovery somehow, well, it's not like he didn't want that anyway.

The blonde elf relaxed and fell asleep with these thoughts in his head.
Two updates in one day.... I'm on a roll. Woohoo. -=ahem=- Anywayz... I hope you peoples enjoyed this chapt. No progress on the antidote yet. -=shrugs=- Maybe next chapt. Poor Aragorn, the worrying overwhelming him.... Guess we'll just have to wait.. hehehe. -=shifts eyes=-

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