A/N…I'd like to point out that the title of this story, 'Family Matters' is also the title of a TV show, right? Can I get sued for that? Lol, I don't know. Anyway, I don't really own the title, I guess. So, that was a disclaimer. You can't sue me. -sticks out tongue-

Chapter 2 - The Return of Tyron
"Threats and Demands"

Jocelyn's arrival was well publicized. A feast was held in honor of her return, and that was where her engagement to Prince Legolas was announced. Of course, many of Mirkwood's population may have had doubts about her relationship with the Prince, but after that night, the entirety of the city fell in love with her.

All but one. He, of course, had been in love with her all along. Tyron. He had sat quietly in the back of the ballroom, watching Jocelyn and Legolas cast loving looks to each other. Not a day went by that he didn't regret lying to his love. But, it was his one last hope to have her for his own. If he hadn't tried, he'd be regretting that.

When they had announced their engagement, it had taken a moment for it to sink in. He stared at their happy faces, and had all he could do to choke back a tears and vomit at the same time. He had run out the door and into the cold night, and didn't stop running until he collapsed on the outskirts of the city.

Which was where he was found the next morning. A guard had been patrolling and found his sleeping form curled in a ball against a tree on the edge of the forest.

"Tyron? Is that you?" The guard asked, and Tyron rolled onto his back, groggily mumbling incoherent things. The guard shook him, and woke him fully.

Tyron looked into the guard's face, remembering where he was. A pained expression fell over his face as he recalled the reason for his flee.

"My friend, are you alright? What are you doing out here?"

"Cullas, thank you." Tyron said, as he held onto his friend for support to get on his feet. "I was taking a walk to clear my head and sat down to look at the stars. I must've fallen asleep." He lied. Cullas eyed him suspiciously, but did not question his story. He let Tyron be as he continued his patrol. Tyron meandered back to his home, where he lay on his bed staring at the ceiling for a while.

He pondered things. Things concerning Jocelyn, mostly. Without realizing it, he began considering means of reclaiming her, though she never really was his. His face lit as an idea popped into his mind. Far fetched and unlikely, but it was the best he could do. It was his last chance.

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Jocelyn and Legolas were beginning to come down from the clouds by now. The newness of their engagement was wearing off, and they began to think about things. Such as the wedding, Jocelyn becoming Princess, royal duties…at least this was what they were supposed to be thinking about. Instead, Jocelyn's mind wandered to other things. She seriously reprimanded herself for it, but her thoughts turned to Tyron as she was holding and kissing her fiancé, as they were known to do.

Jocelyn reluctantly broke the kiss and furrowed her brow as she thought of something from the day she returned to Mirkwood.

"Legolas…did you really not want to see me?" He looked strangely at her, as if he had no idea what she was talking about. And it turns out, he didn't.

"I have always wanted to see you. Since the moment I met you I've always wanted you by my side."

"Even when I left?"

Legolas nodded. Jocelyn balled her fists at her sides and stomped her foot.

"Tyron! That lying bastard!"

Legolas put his hands on Jocelyn's arms. "Mellamin?"

"He told me you didn't want to see me. Just minutes before I found you that day he told me!" She was very worked up. But Legolas didn't seem to care.

"Tyron is of no importance anymore. If he lied that just proves he is not worthy of your time. So keep him from your thoughts." He smiled and nudged her chin with his fist playfully. As mad as she was, she couldn't help but smile.

Jocelyn tried hard to hold to Legolas's words and keep Tyron from her thoughts, but it seemed impossible. He was always showing up in her mind unexpectedly. When she was distractedly doing some chore, she'd realize she was thinking about him. Where he was, what he was doing.

Then, she'd hurry to Legolas to hold her and kiss her and banish those thoughts from her mind. One day, Jocelyn decided the reason she kept thinking about him was because she needed closure. They needed to talk. So, she sought him out. She asked one of the guards where he lived, and he pointed out Tyron's residence.

Jocelyn took a deep breath, and started for it. A humble cottage, with a thatched roof and stone walls. She raised a fist to knock on the door, but hesitated. 'Should I?' She questioned herself. For five minutes she stood in front of his door, fist raised, debating whether it was a good idea or not. Finally, she gathered her courage and knocked.

Moments later, a very scruffy looking Tyron answered the door. His long, usually beautiful sandy brown hair was disheveled, and his clothes looked like he'd just fought with an orc. He was obviously surprised and delighted to see her. Then, he realized his appearance and blushed deeply.

"Hello Tyron." Jocelyn stated. Tyron smiled upon hearing his name from her lips.

"Hello Jocelyn." He stepped aside to let her in, and closed the door behind her. His home was in dire need of cleaning. Clothes on the floor and furniture, dishes in the sink. It reminded Jocelyn of her friend's dorm room at college, nothing like what an Elf's home was supposed to look like.

"Would you like something?" Tyron asked, being a very good host. "Something to drink? Eat?"

"No. Thank you." Jocelyn declined quickly. "Listen, Tyron, I had a reason for coming here today." She began, but was interrupted.

"Jocelyn, let me say something first. I am so sorry I lied to you the day you came back. I know it was wrong of me, but I did it out of love for you." His dark blue eyes plead with her to forgive him. Her heart softened for a moment, but she regained her composure.

"Tyron, lying is the one thing I cannot stand more than anything in the entire world. I can't imagine you trying to justify such a thing. You broke my heart when you said that to me that day. If you loved me, how could you stand causing me that much pain?" She demanded roughly, though her eyes showed sorrow.

Tyron opened his mouth, but closed it again. Jocelyn scoffed and shook her head. She turned to the door to leave, and heard him mutter on her way out, "Please forgive me." She didn't stop.

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For days, Tyron had been trying to find the time to speak with Legolas and exact his plan to get Jocelyn back for his own. And after her visit, he was more determined than ever. One day, Legolas was out doing business with some local merchants, and Tyron suddenly appeared beside him.

Legolas started and took a moment to realize who he was looking at, and to form words to say to him.

"Tyron!" He shouted, once he had found words, they were angry ones. "How dare you show your face to me!" Tyron cowered back, but brought Jocelyn's face to his mind and found courage to speak.

"Prince Legolas, walk with me. I have important business to discuss with you." He said quietly, mysteriously. Legolas wasn't angry enough to refuse, and curious enough to accept. They walked away from the Elves in the marketplace.

"What is it, Tyron?" Legolas asked when Tyron had been quiet too long.

"You mustn't marry Jocelyn." He blurted. Legolas looked as if he was ready to take Tyron's head off. His eyes lit with fire and he seemed to grow before Tyron's very eyes.

"What makes you think you can demand such a thing of me!?" He shouted, but didn't wait for an answer. "Get out of my sight and never come near Jocelyn or me again!" Legolas spun on his heel and marched away. But before he was out of earshot, Tyron shouted to him.

"You owe me!" Legolas spun back around, to see Tyron shaking his fist in his direction. Upon seeing Legolas marching back toward him, he lowered his fist quickly.

"I owe you nothing, you lying, good for nothing nadorhaun!" (cowardly dog) Legolas stood menacingly over Tyron, who had strangely took on a self superior over confident smug expression. Legolas furrowed his brow at this sudden change.

"If I recall correctly, my Prince, and I always do, your words were 'I owe you a great deal Master Tyron. You saved Leyna's life, therefore, saving mine. If there is ever anything you need, simply ask, I will not forget what you have done for me.'" Tyron smiled mockingly. Legolas looked at him in disbelief.

"You cannot possibly expect me to give up my fiancé for you!" He said incredulously.

"Oh I do, Prince. You will not go back on your word. You owe me, and I am cashing in." He stood in front of him expectantly, as if Legolas would pull Jocelyn from his back pocket and set her in Tyron's hand.

"That is a request that cannot be fulfilled. Anything else, Master Tyron, but not that. I would not relinquish my fiancé if even King Thranduil demanded it so." Legolas declared assertively.

"Insolent." Tyron stated smugly.

"Maybe, but what concern is it of yours? If I see you around her, I'll have you thrown in prison." He vowed, and walked away. The idea of Tyron asking him to give up Jocelyn was so ridiculous it left him thinking 'Did that conversation really happen?'

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A/N…I know these first chapters may not be the best, but give me time to get back into the swing of things.

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