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Author's notes: Okay, you all seem to want to know how old they all are, and I can't really tell you, because I don't know. In human years I guess they'd be somewhere around ten or eleven, but I'm not sure. They're all about the same age though; Legolas may be slightly younger than the twins, but not by much.

Well here's the second chapter, thanks for the reviews I received, they cheered me up.

Responses to reviews:

Haldir's Heart and Soul: Thanks for the review; I hope I've answered your question about their ages. I love all the elfling fics too, and I've found a lot on fanfiction that I really like.

Deana: I'm sorry about Legolas, and unfortunately it doesn't get much better for him this chapter…

A. NuEvil: Thanks for the advice, I honestly didn't realise (grammar confuses me…) Unfortunately, I'm afraid that the snake may be poisonous, I'm sorry.

Kitsune: Thanks for the review.

Ketsueki-Ken: Thanks for the review, and I hope you like this chapter.

"Legolas!" Elladan exclaimed, and both twins knelt on the grass next to their friend.

"It bit him El, what should we do?" Elladan looked to the younger twin for guidance.

"I don't think he'll be able to walk like this…" Elrohir frowned, trying to think quickly. "We're not too far from home, so one of us could run and fetch help. You're the fastest so you'd better go. I'll stay here and look after Legolas."

Elladan nodded once and sprinted off back in the direction of the house.

"It's alright Legolas," Elrohir assured, "El's gone to get help, and he'll be back soon."

"Hurts…" Legolas whimpered, still gripping his leg where the snake had bitten him. He was now lying on the ground, curled into a tight ball.

Elrohir tried to stay calm. To be honest, he'd have preferred to be in Elladan's position right now-then at least he'd know he was doing something to help. As it was, he was at a loss for what to do.

He tried to recall what he'd been taught about snakes, and his brain seemed very slow to relinquish the information. He knew that some were poisonous, and obviously the one that had bitten Legolas was, judging by the pain he was in, and the swelling around the marks. He vaguely remembered hearing that the wound should be kept below the level of the heart, and it seemed t make sense.

Carefully, he got Legolas to sit up, and leant him against his chest. All the while he was talking to his friend to try and reassure him. "They'll be here soon." He promised.

Meanwhile, Elladan was racing towards the house, heart pounding in his chest. He was painfully aware of the time slipping by, and didn't dare stop to rest. He wished that he were back with Legolas, because that way he would know what was going on. As it was, his mind what coming up with terrible thoughts.

What if I don't get help in time? What if Ada can't heal him? What if Legolas dies? What if it's already too late?

He shook his head; dislodging frightened tears he hadn't known were there. It seemed to take forever to get back to the house, but in reality it wasn't that long before he arrived, breathless and with leaves and twigs stuck in his hair.

"Ada!" He called, seeing his father sitting outside talking to Glorfindel and Thranduil. "Ada please come quickly-Legolas was bitten by a snake!"

Thranduil paled instantly and jumped to his feet. Elrond dashed back into the house and appeared moments later with a bag slung over his shoulder. Glorfindel sprinted to the stables, and returned with a stable hand leading three horses.

"How are you feeling Legolas?" Elrohir asked.

"Well I have had better days," Legolas sighed, shifting slightly and biting back a moan of pain. "I don't feel that good."

"I'm sure they won't be long," Elrohir stated, as much to himself as to Legolas. Things were definitely not looking good. The colour had drained from Legolas' face, and tiny tremors were shaking his body. His breathing wasn't brilliant either, and had been deteriorating for at least a few minutes. Hold on Legolas… Elrohir tried to stay calm, though not for his own sake.

"This way!" Elrohir pointed to the left, looking carefully for the route they had taken from where he was sitting on Glorfindel's horse. They had made excellent time, and were nearing the two elflings, when they heard something that chilled them to the bone.

"Legolas! No!"

Author's notes: Well, here's a cliffhanger. Please review, if you would like to find out what happens to Legolas.