Disclaimer: I still don't own any known characters. See chapter one.
Author's note: I apologize for the lack of long updates, but my life has been quite busy as of late. I will try to update more often from now on depending on if College work allows me to. Without further wait, here is the next chapter.
The human watched his friend worriedly as he tossed restlessly in a world of troubled dreams. Darkness had once more hidden the two from view, and they seemed to be almost forgotten. " Legolas?" Aragorn questioned hopefully. " Come on... wake up..." he urged.
Clouded blue eyes gradually opened upon hearing his friend's pleading, and he stared at him for a moment in despair. He was in agony, and what skin wasn't covered in dried blood was pale. " What is it?" he murmured tiredly.
" They've left us... we have a chance at escape..." He knew his friend wouldn't be able to make it without aid, but the human was determined to try. He untied his friend, and gently started to pick him up. " Do not loose hope yet."
" You don't understand... he took the ring... he's bringing it to Sauron..."
A mischievous smirk crossed upon the human's face at those words. " Are you so certain?" He lowered his voice so that only the sharp ears of his friend could pick up his words. " I have it..."
Confusion lit his eyes, and a frown graced his features. " But how?"
" Don't worry about that right now... we have to get you out of here."
Legolas shuddered slightly, and bit his lip to stifle a cry of pain when Aragorn lifted him up. " No... I'll only slow you down. Bring it back to the others... I will manage here somehow."
The future king of Gondor looked at Legolas in dismay. " But..."
" No... there are too many lives counting upon this. Think of Arwen... think of all those whose hope has faded into the blackness of the night. Those people need you." He partially closed his eyes and uttered a soft sigh. " You have known me all your life... trust me like you once have my friend."
Aragorn shook his head causing his dirty hair to obscure his view for a moment. " No Legolas... I can't... I can't leave you to your fate whatever it may be..." He pulled the elf as close as he dared to his body, and made his way towards the mouth of the cave. " I will not abandon you when you are in need... especially not now. I promise you this mellon-nin... we will see this through together, and you will be there by our side when this war is done." He declared fiercely in elvish. " Do not give up... this is not how your life is to end."
A light breeze fluttered through the cave, and seemed to renew the elf's waning hope. A faint smile flickered upon his face, and he turned his gaze towards the exit, towards freedom. " You are right my friend... I was wrong to despair. I am grateful you are here with me now in the end... whatever end it may be."
A sad smile formed upon the man's weathered face at those words, and a deep sigh escaped his lips. " Nothing could keep me from your side mellon-nin... remember that." He uttered softly in elvish and headed out of the cave.