Legolas walked down the hallway as swiftly as he could. He entered the dim room silently shutting the heavy oaken door behind him. She was still unconscious, still lying as he had left her an hour before. She lay against the sheets; her freckles all but disappeared from her paleness. Legolas longed to see her ruddy complexion glow with health and enthusiasm once more. He bent over and kissed her dry, cut lips before straightening up again. No change, he let his breath out silently berating himself for foolish wishes. He retreated back to bury himself in his work once more.
Fifteen silent minutes drifted by before the door opened again. The elf closed the door silently and moved without the slightest sound towards the bed. "Silly northern elves . . . I wonder sometimes if they even know the power of their forest" The elf laid a plant directly on Veduriel's head. Patiently the figure waited for the her to regain consciousness. The silent form did not wait for long, two minutes later she gave a wheezing intake of breath, then another, and another until finally she breathed normally and her blue eyes shot open. Veduriel looked wildly around the room for a moment before her gaze finally settled onto the figure sitting beside her bed calmly waiting for her to take notice. "The bodies of elves are so exquisitely simple . . . easily hurt and just as easily fixed," the figure finally spoke. Veduriel whirled, well whirled as fast as her aching head would allow, and stared at the elf beside her. "Damn you Firreiel. The annoying part about you southern elves, how they never give a straight answer, just philosophical junk most of the time." She retorted through clenched teeth trying to keep her pounding headache down to a dull thud. The elf laughed, which made Veduriel clutch her head in agony until the laughter finally subsided. "We do have a tendency to put fairly simple things on a whole new level and broader spectrum I'll admit." The she-elf felt the girls head and smiled, "oh stop whining you'll be fine in a few moments." True to her word Veduriel felt her headache almost immediately begin to subside and within a few deep breaths she was able to retort, "I call it blowing everything out of proportion." Firreiel smiled and just let it go for the moment, "You did well, with Saur and everything. No elf could have done better . . . "Veduriel smiled at this she-elf she only recently met, "thank you, it was you that I saw before I fainted wasn't it?" Firreiel nodded, "thank you," Veduriel said genuinely. Firreiel got a mischievous look, "Veduriel . . . I have to ask a favor of you. I have a revenge to take on Lossen now and if what I've heard about you is true you will be willing to help me." Veduriel leaned forward eager to hear how she could bother her friend and why. Firreiel leaned in and told Veduriel everything from when they discovered her kidnapping to her awakening.
An hour later:
Lossencristen walked down the hallway towards his friend's room. Two days she had been unconscious and Lossen was worried, Legolas was beyond worried. Legolas buried himself in his work, but every time he tried to work harder she came to his mind and he had to go back to her room. Lossen had gone to visit Firreiel but found her bed empty; he wasn't terribly surprised that she was up and about already. He went down to Veduriel's room and gently pushed the door open. He left it open, and walked over to his friend's bedside. She moaned lightly as if in pain, Lossen's eyebrows shot up and he quickly grabbed her hand. The first sign of life from her in days! "Veduriel . . . Veduriel . . ." he gently stroked her face. "What?" she murmured, slowly she opened her eyes and met his eyes with her own. Lossen's face broke into a huge grin, "Veduriel! You're awake! Thank the valar!" He reached over to kiss her cheek, but when he went to pull back she held him there. "You are with me," she murmured and kissed him. Lossen tried to pull back gently but she wouldn't allow it, she clung to him like her life depended on it. "Veduriel . . . it's me, Lossen, I'll go get Legolas." He tried again to withdraw but she looked at him with clear eyes, "I know who you are Lossen, you are here with me!!!!" She kissed him again fully on the mouth and would not allow him to pull back; he froze in utter shock until. "LOSSEN!" The pair whirled around to find Firreiel standing in the doorway. Her bottom lip quivered and she had tears in her eyes, "how could you?" She walked into the room her eyes looking unbelievingly at the two, Veduriel's arms still around Lossen's neck. Quickly Lossen's arms flew behind his neck and unclasped her arms removing them from him. He gently pushed Veduriel down back into the bed before turning to Firreiel feeling absolutely miserable, "I didn't! We didn't, she just woke up she is not herself!" Firreiel wasn't listening to any of it she just stared at Lossen like he was a vile creature, "not only to me but to Legolas, to your BEST FRIEND, how could you do this?" Tears threatened and she moved past Lossen to Veduriel, facing her, "you steal mine so I shall steal yours" she said with a deadpan voice. What Lossen didn't see was Firreiel's quick wink to the girl and Veduriel's quick wink in reply. Firreiel left without another word and Lossen stood in the center of the room not sure what to do. Slowly he turned to Veduriel on the bed, "what have you done?" he whispered.