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Sry 'bout all the grammer and/or spelling mistakes. As always I'll go through and fix it.

I'm on a roll this weekend. :) -- that's so ugly. It's so much easier to post when I'm at my dad's. I have lots of time here. I'm a loser and have no friends here. -=shrug=- Not like it really matters anywayz. Doesn't bother me any. Ohhh... good song. Easier to Run is on. Hehe.. the best song by Linkin Park. Wow, I think I really need to stop with this now.

This fic is so much easier to write at the moment.... which is good for you peoples.

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Deana - Lol! Well, it's not like you should talk any. ;-)

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Jadesaber - Yeah, hopefully he won't have to suffer much longer. Who knows how he'll escape it though. -=evil grin=-

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Happy, happy times ahead...... maybe... okay maybe not... just read. I'm in a really weird mood for some reason. -=shifts eyes=- Anywayz.... plz review!

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

Chapter Eleven

Grief

He was floating above the finished battlefield, watching as the uninjuried moved the dead and helped the injured. He saw Elladan carrying someone with dark hair; he looked different from the others. Then he realized why: he had round ears. He is human!

He went in for a closer view. He only knew of one human who lived in Imladris. He prayed it wasn't the one he was thinking of. The figure in Elladan's arms was not moving.

The blonde didn't have to go much closer when he recognized the figure and confirmed his fears, it was Aragorn.

He screamed his name but was surprised when no sound escaped his lips. What is going on? He continued following Elladan.

On the way he saw countless numbers of dead and dying elves. Among them was Elrond supporting his younger son, Elrohir. At least they are walking.

They had just entered the healing rooms, which was crowded with injured elves. Elladan was somehow able to find an empty bed and laid Aragorn on it. The archer was shocked to find that so many elves were in the room. How did I miss all this? He hadn't even been aware that a battle had taken place.

He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw his own lifeless body on one of the beds.

Wha- what's going on? Legolas repeated his first question and went over to his body. It took him a while but he did find that he was still alive, which only caused more confusion. His body was weak and his chest barely rose to indicate he was alive; even his pulse was weak and hard to find.

Legolas decided to abandon his body and worries about it when he remembered Aragorn's condition. He quicky relocated him and went over to him and Elladan.

The archer wouldn't have thought it at first but Aragorn was conscious; his eyes were open. He didn't know if he just hadn't noticed it before or if they hadn't been open. He tossed that thought aside, deciding it wasn't important at the moment. He was surprised to see that Aragorn was actually arguing with Elladan over something. It seem like the elf was offering him something but he was refusing it. At first Legolas couldn't hear the words but they slowly came to him, quietly at first but then they got louder.

"....take them!" Aragorn ended his sentence.

"I shall force you to if you do not yourself!" Elladan was clearly angry at the human.

"I thought I told you long ago: I shall not take any of the herbs to relieve my pain!" He paused. "Legolas cannot so why should I be allowed to get relief. It would not be fair."

"Because you will die without them. I shall not let you die!" Sadness replaced his anger. "Do you think Legolas would want you to die because of this?"

It looked as though Aragorn was about to give in but then his stubbornness prevailed. "I do not care! He cannot tell me to take them, once he does then I shall drink it!" Aragorn was refusing treatment of any kind; everyone was upset with him.

Legolas was shocked. What does he think he is doin? He will die. He thought for a moment. Does that mean it would be my fault since he is refusing treatment on my account?

All of a sudden the air changed and the only people in the room were Aragorn and himself, his body as well as his other form.

Legolas floated over to the window and saw that it was days later, he couldn't be exact but guessed about four days, according to the stars.

The blonde archer went back over to Aragorn and didn't know how it was possible but he checked his pulse and found it very weak. His chest hardly rising; it took longer and longer after each breath.

It is my fault. He decided after remembering Elladan and Aragorn's conversation.

Time shifted again and now there was Elrohir, Elladan and Lord Elrond surrounding Aragorn, who was still laying on the bed. They all had forlorn expressions; they even had tears falling silently down their faces.

He.. he cannot be...

"No..." He opened his eyes. He found that he had tears running down his own face.

"What is wrong?" Aragorn had woken not long ago from the herbs and found tears on the sleeping elf's face.

Legoasl looked up at Aragorn. He tried to reach his hand to see if he was truly there but he was too weak even for something so simple.

Aragorn was confused as to why the elf was crying but didn't question him again. He noticed that his friend was too weak to reach his hand so he grabbed Legolas' hand.

Having contact with Aragorn only caused more tears to fall, he thought that the human was dead.

"Legolas....?"

"Nothing. Nothing is.. wrong." He whispered hoarsely with a smile.

Aragorn squeezed Legolas' hand, still confused but he just shrugged it off. "If you say so." He was just glad that Legolas was able to wake up. By the looks of it he hadn't gotten that much rest but at least he managed to get some.

Elladan walked into the room. He was surprised to find Legolas awake. Then he thought it strange that Legolas had a tear-stained face. "What happened?" He asked Aragorned concerned.

"I have no idea. He told me not." He was also puzzled but couldn't do anything about so let it go. "When I asked him he said nothing was wrong." He whispered to Elladan.

At least he seems more relaxed. Elladan thought, wondering why he'd be more comfortable while crying.

The blonde archer closed his eyes again, being exhausted. He felt Aragorn's hand loosen his hold on his hand so tightened his own hold on the human's.

Aragorn was surprised when Legolas tighted his hold on his hand when he was going to get up to talk to Elladan. The elf had just gotten back from talking with Lord Elrond and Elrohir.

I shall have to wait till he sleeps. He didn't want to talk about the antidote when Legolas could hear him, in case there was only bad news.

The dark-haired elf decided to bring up a chair close to Aragorn and wait until Legolas fell asleep.

It took about half an hour for the ailing elf to fall asleep through the pain he had to endure.

"What did ada have to say?" The ranger asked once sure that the elf was fast asleep. He was still holding his hand since Legolas wouldn't let go. He didn't mind holding it anyway. However, he did move it into a more comfortable possition, putting their hands on the bed.

"So far there has been no change." Elladan wasn't happy about giving this imformation to Aragorn but he didn't have a choice. He knew that the human wouldn't leave him alone until he told him the truth. "It seems as though the orcs have created a new type of poison. They are having more problems finding the cure."

Aragorn nodded, not expecting anything else. If the others had found the cure then they all would have rushed into the room and announced it. "Is there nothing we can do to help then?"

"I am not sure. They did not say. The best thing for you to do is watch Legolas." The elf remembered him crying. "He most have dreamed something happened to you or one of us so just stay by his side."

Aragorn could only agree. That was the only explaination for the elf's behavior. He really didn't want to leave the elf's side anyway.

"I am going to check his wounds." Elladan decided that it couldn't hurt any. Besides the bandage needed to be changed. He knew that the wound wouldn't look any different then before... well, it would probably look worse, but he still needed to do something - anything to distract his thoughts and if it would make Legolas more comfortable all the more better.

Aragorn would have moved out of his brother's way if Legolas still didn't have a tight hold on his hand. He apologized for the inconvience but there was nothing he could do about it.

"Tis alright. I shall just work around you." Elladan didn't have to really look where Aragorn was anyway. The only places he needed to look was on Legolas' arm and leg. Those were the only places with injuries that would have bothered the elf, were he conscious and able to move about. The poison was causing the gash on his arm to not heal.

The dark-haired elf wasn't surprised to find the poisoned wound an even darker shade of black and the area surrounding it swollen. He tried to be as careful as possible while tending to the injury, it hurt the poor elf if he put pressure on it. Throughout the entire time he was treating it Legolas had whimpered in pain and had tried to pull away from him. Elladan had accidently caused the elf to cry out in pain when wrapping it back up. He never let go of Aragorn's hand though; he had even increased his hold.

When Elladan checked Legolas' arm injury it didn't cause the elf any noticeable discomfort, for which he was glad. He really didn't like hurting him even if it was accidental.

Aragorn just watched Legolas as Elladan treated him. When Legolas would wince he would squeeze his hand in reassurance, he didn't know how much good it was doing but did it nonetheless. He thought it did something since Legolas calmed down a little afterwards.
"Is that it?" Elladan asked his father after he had stopped everything. They had been working nonstop so when Elrond finally did stop it definitely meant something.

"Perhaps." Erond was pretty sure that he had infact found the cure but couldn't be sure. After all he thought the same thing last time and look what happend. He most certainly wasn't going to get his hopes up and then have them shattered if it didn't work. He made that mistake last time, with not only himself but his sons and Legolas as well.

Lord Elrond had gotten a different reaction with the solution before he stopped. All the other times (with the exception of the last time he had given it to Legolas) he had gotten the same result. He had only made a simple change in what he had been doing and he might have found it. Should have thought of it before. Had he thought of it he would have but all that was important was the here and now.

"Shall we go and find out?" Elladan asked trying to keep his excitment in check. He couldn't help but be excited. They had been looking forever and they might have finally found it!

The two elves couldn't believe how complex the poison was. The orcs are getting more advanced. Not a good thing.

Elrond carefully picked up the once again possible cure and started walking to the healing rooms.

This has to be it.
The question is: Is it really the antidote? Hehehe... ya gotta love it. Okay, you prob'ly don't but... whatcha gonna do? Review? Oh, that'd be so nice. ;-)

I think the beginning dreamish part was weird, but whatever.... let me know what you thought about it.

-=bangs head against the desk=- What was I going to write? Grrrrr... I hate it when that happends.

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