Disclaimer: I own Legolas and Aragorn and… What? Okay, okay… I don't. Ya happy?

Warnings: Lots of Legolas angst. Rated R for rape.

Went through and tried to get all the typos. If I missed any please - kindly - let me know.

Well, this got out a lot sooner than usual, didn't it? n.n I'm so freakin' glad there's a week off of school… you have no idea. I think I finally got back into the writing mode, so… I hope I'll have the next chapter up in about the same, if not less, amount of time as this one. n.n Enjoy.


Unforgivable Pain

Chapter Eight: Treatment

The twins and human kept an eye on Legolas, anxiously waiting for their father to return with the herbs.

Aragorn sighed sadly. The archer never got a break. Whenever the elf was traveling he never failed to get into some type of danger, though it was never on purpose, as Aragorn well knew. He had been with the blonde too many times to count to know this to be true.

Why was he traveling on his own in the first place? the human couldn't help but wonder, for there had been no word from Legolas that he was on his way. This information they had failed to receive. Either Legolas just came to Imladris for a surprise visit, which he did on occasion, but not often. Or he had been on some type of mission that he no longer thought about under his condition… which had only grown worse. There had to be some way to help the blonde elf…

Aragorn was snapped out of his thoughts when Legolas started to twist in his bed.

Elladan and Elrohir looked at Aragorn in grave concern, not knowing exactly what to do. Everyone knew he was now in the midst of another nightmare. He had, thus far, been able to sleep somewhat peacefully. However, they knew it was no longer possible, although they hated that this was true. It was only one thing after another for the poor elf and there was nothing they could do to prevent it.

Why do bad things always have to befall him? Elrohir thought, none too happy, watching the young elf in front of him.

"Legolas, wake up, mellon-nin," Aragorn called to his friend thinking it was best to awaken him before he was too deep within his nightmare. He didn't wish to shake him, though, in fear of his reaction. By the way things were going; however, he would probably have to resort to that.

"Come on, Legolas. It is only a dream," Elladan tried, helping his younger brother.

The three grew more desperate when Legolas let out a startling scream.


He held back a cry of pain when the brown-haired human dug a knife into his skin down his arm, causing blood to drip onto the ground beneath him. He kept his gaze down, staring at the drops of blood, not wanting the human to see the fear in his eyes, this being the same human who had raped him when they had first caught him. He was deathly afraid of his touch and even flinched against any move he made. He was ashamed at himself for this, but not as ashamed as he was about being captured in the first place.

The human struck him hard on his face when he noticed the blonde elf trying to escape into his own mind and ignore everything else on the outside… namely him. "Now, now, my little elf, do not think you can have such a reprieve from me," he said, raising the elf's chin so he could meet his gaze.

Legolas spit out the blood in his mouth from the strike onto his captive's face, some defiance returning.

"Oh, you are going to come to regret that, elf," the human promised, angrily whipping the blood from his cheek.

Legolas felt pure terror rise up inside seeing the malicious gleam in the human's eyes.

The scene all of a sudden skipped back to when he was first captured.

He screamed in agony as the human thrust deeper into him. He could hear all the humans around him laughing at the sight of an elf being so easily subdued by humans.

"How is it, elf?" the sadistic man laughed cruelly.

His eyes snapped open suddenly as he screamed in pain. He groaned against the aches throughout his body and the sense of dizziness that now gripped his mind.

"Legolas, are you alright?" the blonde vaguely heard Elrond ask him.

The archer took in deep, shaky breaths trying to calm himself down. That nightmare had been the most vivid of them all and much longer than usual… that could not bode well. He hoped it would be for only that one time. He knew for sure there would be a lot more nightmares; he just didn't want them to be like that one again.

He wondered why he felt so lightheaded and weak. Sure, he had felt weak before, but not as much as he felt now; the lightheadedness was new and he definitely did not like it, nor appreciate it. It made it all the more difficult to concentrate.

"Penneth," the elf-lord said, trying to get the blonde's attention, concerned about the lack of answer to his question, "you have a high fever. One, or more, of your injuries must be infected. I need to treat them. Do you understand?" He decided to get right to the point. Legolas looked out of it and he wasn't even sure if he was paying any attention at all.

The archer looked at him and slowly blinked. When it finally registered in his mind he quickly shook his head. Instantly regretting it, he groaned, bringing his hand up to his head and placing it over his eyes.

"Legolas, I'm sorry, but I cannot allow them to go untreated any longer," the healer stated firmly. "I can give you a sleeping herb… that will let you sleep dreamlessly," he quickly added upon seeing the fear in the elf's eyes at the mention of sleep.

The fever-induced mind thought about this, which took longer than it usually would have, and he finally nodded his head slowly, mindful of his, now ever-growing headache. He was too tired to argue and his mind was too fuzzy to think straight. Besides, he wanted to sleep, so long as it was in fact dreamless, for he wanted to escape the aches and everything else that came along with consciousness.

Elrond couldn't help but let out a breath of relief. He actually hadn't thought it would be that easy to convince the young elf, but very grateful that it had been.

The elf-lord had told his sons to stay back while he tried to wake Legolas from his nightmare and then try to convince him of the treatment. He thought it best for there to be less people surrounding him given past experiences.

"I'm going to help you sit up, alright, Legolas?" Elrond told the blonde in advance, unsure of his reaction if he were to do it otherwise.

The prince slightly nodded, showing that the elder elf could. Even so the elf's body still tensed under the careful care that Elrond took that was mindful of his numerous injuries, that he would be able to treat, thank the Valar.

"It's alright, penneth," the healer soothed, putting the cup of herbs to Legolas' mouth, "just drink this." The elf was too shaky to have a grip on the cup. He didn't want to risk spilling the contents, for he would then have to make more. That wasn't hard… it was just that he feared Legolas would change his mind if that were to happen.

The archer drank all that was within the cup, wincing slightly at the pain it caused his throat, since it had become so sore.

Elrond laid him back down gently and told him to sleep.

Only a few minutes later and Legolas was deeply asleep, in what Elrond hoped was dreamless.

Now, the elf-lord had a whole different problem. He was pretty sure that Legolas wouldn't want the others to see how injured he was, but he needed the help if he were to get this done. He wasn't sure how long the young elf would actually sleep since it varied every time depending on the circumstances. He thought Legolas would be asleep for quite a while, but didn't want to chance it.

He didn't need all three of his sons to help; probably Estel would suffice. The human had picked up on healing very quickly and was very skilled at it now. He would have to be with all the danger he and Legolas run into, the elder elf thought wryly. Well, even if this did require only one of his sons he was sure none would leave.

He sighed deeply. He'd just have to let them all stay. Legolas would be asleep and wouldn't know… hopefully. Besides, all of them knew what had happened to the poor elf. He was sure Estel had figured it out somehow.He was his best friend after all.

"Ada?" Elrohir asked when his father sighed. What could be wrong now?

"Can you get some more bandages and herbs, ion-nin?" the elf-lord questioned looking at the younger twin.

"Aye, of course," the brown-haired elf answered, taken aback by the quickness of the question. It had seemed like the elder elf had been deep in thought. He shrugged it off and headed out of the room and into the hall, on his way to his father's study for the needed items.

"I'm going to need your help, you two," the healer admitted, turning back to the sleeping elf in the bed.

The human and elf nodded expecting such need.

They got to work using the supplies Legolas had been given before. They had been placed on the elf's stand next to his bed after his collapse. He still hadn't had time to treat his injuries himself. Now it really did not matter, though.

The three were grateful when Elrohir returned with more bandages and herbs; some that they hadn't had before and needed, too.

It took over an hour for them to finish treating all the wounds completely. They were horrified by what they found. It was a definite that Legolas had indeed been tortured. He had cuts running all up and down his legs and even some burn marks; anything you could possibly think of, you could find. His ankles were raw as if there had been a chain there and he had tried desperately to escape, which, Elrond had no doubt that that was exactly what had happened. His wrists were in much the same condition. The elf also had a couple bruised ribs, which Elrond had found before, but somehow they seemed to be worse than before. He wondered if that was the reason why Legolas had doubled over in pain while going to pick up the herbs before running out of the room to be caught by Elrohir.

It also looked as if Legolas had tried to treat the wound from being raped himself. He didn't do that great of a job at it, however. That was to be expected. It was very good that he had tried to, if he hadn't the blood loss would have been too great.

The four were enraged at the humans for doing this to their friend and wished nothing more than to get the revenge Legolas deserved. They had been vicious throughout, not sparing one place on the elf's body.

They had been sitting next to Legolas' bed watching over him for hours now. Aragorn had been running a cold cloth over the blonde's forehead the whole time, when, all of a sudden, he stood up and started walking to the door without a word.

"Estel," Elrond started, wondering why he would just get up like that and leave, "where are you going?"

"To find the bastards that hurt Legolas," the ranger spat out; never turning around to face them.

The others were taken aback by the amount of venom in the man's voice.

The twins stood up quickly, as did Elrond. The twins had gone after their brother, though. He had expected Estel to go sometime, but hadn't thought he would quite yet. Legolas still hadn't awakened, after all.

Elrond sighed. There was no way he could get the ranger to stay. He had told his son that he could go and, to be honest, he had stayed longer than the elder elf thought he would.

He didn't wish to leave Legolas alone for even a second, however, this called for it. There was no one else that could watch over the prince at the moment. The other healers were busy at the moment and no one else was around, most likely performing their own duties.

Elrond looked at the blonde's face; seeing him still soundlessly sleeping he prayed to the Valar that nothing would happen while he was away.

He quickly walked to the door and after his sons. "You three, stop right now!" he shouted, but not loud enough to accidentally wake Legolas. He was angry that they just decided to up and leave without so much as a word to him.

The brothers stopped arguing immediately and turned around to face their angry father. They knew that tone of voice all too well and definitely didn't want to mess with it.

"First off, you all just left Legolas," he stated, none too happy. He had left too but he had to make sure his sons took a lot of herbs with them. Who knew how this was going to turn out.

The three opened their mouths to protest, but Elrond held up his hand silencing them.

"I know I cannot stop you and I shall not try," he said, deciding there was nothing he could do. Then, turning to Estel, "Before you do anything else, grab plenty of herbs and bandages. As much as you think necessary… no, more than that. Take no chances," the healer commanded sternly, making sure the human understood. He wanted to be sure all his sons would return and in one piece.

"Go, before I change my mind," the elf-lord said when no one moved.

Estel quickly uprooted himself from his spot and made his way to his father's study. He was surprised when Elrond actually told them to go. He thought he would prevent them from going; not encourage them. He certainly couldn't argue with this, though!

"Elladan, Elrohir, get your things together. You are accompanying Estel," Elrond informed his sons. He was sure they wouldn't have a problem with this. "I do not wish for him to go alone. I'm sure you agree?"

The twins nodded dumbfounded, and turned around heading to their rooms.

The elder elf smiled and quickly went back into Legolas' room.

His smile instantly turned upside-down at the sight of the young elf. He was panting heavily and his forehead glistened with sweat.

Elrond sighed for what must have been the thousandth time that day and picked up the cloth. He dipped it into the ice-cold water that was beside the bed and ran it over the young elf's forehead slowly. A sigh of relief escaped Legolas' lips and his breathing lessened, if only a little, but it was better than before.

The elf-lord wished the blonde would get better soon. There were still a lot of things he had to overcome still, too. All his fears, doubts, and helplessness. He would help the elf get over all these feelings the best he could, he swore he would.

He was already worried about his sons as well. They were going after some of the most cruel people and he didn't want harm to befall any of them. He wondered if he should send some warriors with them, ones that he most trusted. But a party too big would attract attention. He would go with, however, he had to watch over Legolas and he trusted no others to do this task. He'd talk to his sons before they left... he'd figure out something by then... he hoped...


Hmm... well, what do you think of it? I think it was missing something… And I don't think I have how Elrond went after the three done right. -ponders- Well, maybe I'll go back and fix that…

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