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Also El is short for Elixir, Jess is short for Jessica.

Italics represent thoughts

"spoken dialogue"

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(A/N. For better understanding, it rains every year on the day the Queen of Mirkwood died.)

Dream sequence

Chapter 1: Sadness and the Elixir.

Middle Earth 500 years prier to when the story takes place.

The painful, sad-riddled day was finally coming to a close as the King and Prince of Mirkwood laid all they had ever believed in into the ground, for their Queen had passed on into the elvin heavens of Valinor. The afternoon sun was beginning to take its claim over the Elvin realm of Mirkwood as the heavens began to pour out their sorrows for the fallen Queen.

Thranduil and his son stayed beside the new grave as the rain began to beat down on them, the other elves shared their condolences as they shuffled past the grieving pair to seek shelter in the mountain that housed the great castle of King Thrandruil.

Prince Legolas looked over at his father as his tears and the rain muddled together down his face. His father's head was bowed in sorrow and silent tears streaked across his emotionless one. Legolas stepped closer to his father and gripped his shoulder in comfort and endearment hoping to remind him he still needed him to be strong for his kingdom.

The King took little comfort from his son's actions but he sullenly turned to him and looked into the stormy blue eyes that were so dark from grief they almost appeared to be a shade of black.

Legolas smiled sadly and looked towards the skies, "We should head in now ada, this rain will only increase our grief."

Thranduil nodded his head and glance at the heavens also, "Yes my son, we shall leave now, I am weary of this day, let go rest now." He said sadly.

They turned with on last bow to their beloved Queen before making their way back to the gloomy castle.

Middle Earth three years after the war of the ring, and five hundred years to the day after the death of the Queen of Mirkwood.

The head healer of the King's staff, Nienne, whose long brown tresses were bound up in a bun, began to pour the steaming mixture of sleeping herbs and water into a cup for the grieving widower who was seated behind his desk in his personal study.

Once Nienne was finished and had put the kettle back over the fire so it would continue to create a soothing aroma in the room she stood and walked over to Thranduil blowing on the contents of the cup slightly to help cool them of so that they would not scold his mouth as he drank it.

She set it down in front of him and touched his arm to draw his attention to her. "Here old friend, drink this, it will soothe the troubles that still plague your heart." He nodded and began to drink the potent liquid.

Legolas looked up at the sound of her voice and awaited the cup she would give him, but none. At the Prince's confused look the healer shook her head in a negative to his silent question.

"This potion is not for you my Prince, for it will not still your troubled heart as it has done in the past, your elixir awaits you in the forest, go now with a small company to fetch and bring her to me, for she is the key and only cure to your eternal pain."

Legolas knitted his eyebrows and responded, "What is this that you speak of, who will alleviate my pain and how will I find this, her?"

"My Prince now is not the time to ask questions, go now and ride dead east of the gates for four miles and you should come upon her, she will be dressed oddly, but one look into her eyes and you will know."

"How will I know? What will I know? Your not making any sense Nienne."

"I will explain everything in due time but right now she is shivering in the cold rain and unprotected, if you keep asking questions and wasting time she could very well die and you could fade. Now forgive my blunt speech and ride!"

With that she pointed towards the door motioning him to leave, once he had left she turned back to Thranduil and refilled his cup with some more sleeping draught, all the while avoiding his questioning and slightly bewildered eyes before giving him a short answer. "I had a vision of this." Thranduil simply nodded and rose from his chair to go to his chambers for rest, content that the healer would supply her reasons when it is time for them to be heard.

The sound of hoof beats reverberated through the courtyard as Legolas and two of his most trusted guards rode out into the pouring rain in a canter, in search of his elixir, heading straight east as the veteran healer had told him to.

Modern Earth.

A seventeen year old curly bleach blonde headed girl, with dull light blue eyes that didn't draw much attention, of the medium height of five feet seven and a half and a slightly heavy build (not fat but some excess baggage.) flopped down very ungracefully on a dark brown leather couch in a pale yellow summer dress that stopped at her thighs, but at the moment because of the position she was sitting it barely covered her upper thigh, revealing her lightly tanned legs that weren't exactly pleasing to the eye, but the way she was sitting with her legs apart you could see a lot more than you ever wanted.

Across the room sat a middle-aged man that went by the name of Jim, who is in his forties, sipping coffee and reading the paper in his lounging recliner, oblivious to the way his very un-lady-like daughter Jessica was sitting, for he did not care anymore, for if he mentioned anything he would only get a rude and most likely angering response from her, he had lost all his sway over her when his wife died, after her death she began to party harder and drink harder, all the while flaunting herself about any male she came across, he was disgusted with her ways, and disgusted with himself for not stopping it when he had the chance, now he simply waited for her to get pregnant or run off, either way he would just let that river run its coarse.

But he still had one thing to live for in this world, one thing he could count on to bring him happiness, his only pride and joy, Elixir.

Elixir was the twin to the first girl, the eldest of the two, her mother had named her such because after a long and painful pregnancy she had held her in her arms and all of her pain and worries simply dissolved away, thus she named her after what was the term for the cure of all illnesses.

But when her husband switched their two daughters she had remarked on how her second daughter did not have the same effect, but only brought the love a child could to its mother she had decided to name her Jessica, a name of a good friend, one she was proud to give her daughter, whom she loved just as much as the first , though the peculiar thing was that her husband had mentioned the same calming effect came over him when he held Elixir, so they left the odd name as it was, a mystery to world for the child grew up to be slightly reclusive and quiet, allowing the other to always take the stage.

Elixir was an exact opposite of her younger twin. She was the perfect definition of beauty, she had dark chocolate brown hair that was straight and went down to her mid-back, she stood at five feet eleven inches, she had supple curves and a lean body, for she loved to run. She always dressed in dark blue jeans with a sneaker and a black shirt, with the occasional light olive green shirt here in there. Her skin was well tanned, a lovely shade copper and bronze that complimented her strikingly emerald greed eyes.

But she never drew attention to herself, one would think with all of these attractions people would be drawn to her but she did not like being noticed or fawned over like her sister, she preferred her solitude. She loved her family and when her mother had died she tried to comfort her father and sister, but Jess had pushed her away and found better comfort in alcohol instead, and Elixir let her go for her sister had never found comfort around her, Jess hated her and said that she was the favorite and always this and that, and the few bridges that were between them were swept away with the ever raging river that was her sister.

The door to the living room opened with a soft creaking noise as the brunette twin silently walked in with a small tray of pastries and a fresh cup of coffee for her father. Jim kindly smiled at his eldest daughter, "Thank you El, I was beginning to get a bit hungry, and you brought me some new coffee too, ha, thank you again." He chuckled at her slightly because she always thought of every thing. He then addressed his other daughter just as kindly, "Honey, would you like some of these sweets, your looking a little sullen my dear."

Jess looked up from her daze she was in and stated, "Josh broke up wit' me…… again, sigh. Yeah El, I want some, bring 'um over." Her speech was slightly slurred from her daily drinking, but it was expected.

Elixir complied and set the tray down on the coffee table in front of Jessica who started to eat them as soon as the tray was near her, Elixir took one and began to nibble on it as she laid down on the floor and picked up her book that she had put aside moments before she had left to retrieve the plate for her father and twin which set her slightly off because usually her sister despised her cooking, but the break up solved everything, because her sister was a compulsive eater, which was the reason for her slightly chubby frame and round race.

The weather outside had been storming the last couple of days, with mild hail storms dropping through now and again. El's attention was taken away from her book when hail began to hit the house; it seemed to be a rather hard storm so El decided to mention that the vehicles were still outside.

"Father, would you like me to bring your car in?" Her voice, though how rare it was to be heard even around her family, quickly made the others look at her sharply.

"Yes, Please El, and Jess I know yours is outside as well, go put it up in the garage also."

Jess groaned but fallowed her sister out of the house towards the cars. "Where's your car?"

"The shop." Was the short reply that was offered as she pulled on her black triaged coat that went down to her ankles, while her sister, in her drunken state forgot hers.

The girls pulled in the vehicles, Jess slightly bumped the wall but no harm was done, they shut the door and began to walk in side when lightning struck in between them, sending them both into darkness.

They landed with a hard thump, and Jess screamed loudly as she landed on her ankle and twisted it badly, if not breaking it, she began to cry hysterically when she looked around her surroundings and the only thing familiar was Elixir who also bore a pain stricken expression for she had badly dislocated several fingers on her right hand when she landed.

The light rain fell over the forest that surrounded them on all sides but where they were seemed to be a very small clearing about fifteen feet in diameter; Elixir took a good look around them before concentrating on her shaken sister.

"El! My ankle! It's broken! Oh it hurts make it stop!" Jess's words where separated as she cried and whimpered overdramatically.

El bent down by her sister's left foot and lifted it slightly, receiving a yelp and several curses as she continued her examination. "Its not broke." Was all she said as she ripped part of her shirt and started to wrap her twin's foot, ignoring the bitching that went on through it. Once she was done, she stood and peered around a bit, she could almost swear she could hear what sounded like hoof beats coming toward them but through the rain and whimpering it was hard to tell.

"I'm cold, gemmy your jacket." Jess whiningly demanded, and El complied, anything to silence her was worth doing, so she draped her triaged coat over Jess.

Elixir stood suddenly and looked deep into the woods in front of them, the noises were getting louder, but the thick foliage obstructed her view so instead she crouched down beside Jess and kept a watchful eye in the direction of the steadily noise that was getting closer to them, her only hope was that they wouldn't be noticed.

Legolas's company had heard a scream from directly ahead of them and encouraged their swift horses to speed up but not much could be done for the trees were so thick, all the while Legolas cursed under his breath for he might be to late to protect this women.

The rain had slightly let up and he could faintly make out a pale yellow about one hundred yards in front of him but it was covered in black quickly after he saw it so he voiced this to his comrades.

"Did you see the yellow up ahead, Rowan, Darien?"

"Aye, we did, we are getting closer." Rowan shouted through the rain in agreement.

In a matter of seconds they came to an abrupt halt as they came upon a small clearing where one women laid on her back while another crouched over her, pulling what appeared to be a long black coat up higher on the blonde that was starring right into Legolas's eyes, but he felt nothing, this couldn't be what he was searching for' he thought to himself, just then as if in spite his thoughts the other figure raised her face and stood up over the other in a protective stance, but as soon as his eyes locked with hers he was frozen to the spot, all he could do was utter one word.

"Elixir."