Betad by Saikagrl

AN: I will answer question and reviews next chapter. And noI am not updating any faster. Thanx for telling me that I'm not bad with the torture but the worst is yet to come. Eeeh!

"I take it you knew Elrond then when you were a child?" Glorfindel asked.

"Aye." Erestor returned. "He and Elros were both precocious children with a great mischance for getting into trouble."

"He hasn't really changed much has he?"

Erestor suppressed a laugh. "I am going to tell him you said that."

"Don't try and blackmail me. Just wait until I have told him some of what you told me."

"I will tell him you heard it from Lindir."

"Lindir did not grow up with you." Glorfindel stated.

Erestor shook his head. "No he didn't. How did you know?"

Glorfindel gritted his teeth as the horse hopped over a downed sapling. "I remember him."

"Go on." Erestor prodded when the golden elf grew silent.

"I remember seeing him in Gondolin as a child." Glorfindel mused silently a moment before adding, "his hair use to be much darker, darker then Elrond's even."

"Hmm." Erestor shrugged. "I would not know. His hair has always been white. He was one of the three elves I reported to during the war. Elrond introduced me to him in Eregion, I think it was."

Glorfindel was very curious at this new information but was afraid if he asked questions Erestor would be quiet so he opted for teasing. "Your memory getting faulty Erestor?"

Erestor glared at the blonde. Well at the back of the blonde's head. It didn't have the same effect. "There was a lot to do then. I was running reconnaissance nearly every day, then Sauron invaded Eriador, Gil-galad sent us back to Eregion. Then Elrond needed help to lead a large remnant of Noldor to safety, and after that we started work on Imladris. It wasn't a picnic you know."

"You were a spy then?"

"Yes. No!" Erestor gaped. He was aggravated with himself for letting Glorfindel bait him so. "Glorfindel!"

Glorfindel chuckled darkly. "You must have been good. Cirdan told me that nearly all the spies working that region had been caught or perished. It was why Sauron had been able to overrun Eriador and Eregion so quickly."

Erestor was silent for so long that Glorfindel wondered whether or not the other elf would continue to talk to him.

"I was not good enough." Erestor finally said quietly. "I barely made it out of there ahead of Sauron's army. The elf in my company did not make it out at all."

Glorfindel knew the guilt of surviving. He half turned even though it hurt to catch Erestor's eyes. "You're alive Erestor. Don't carry guilt for that."

Erestor nodded.

(LOTRLOTR)

Silence had dominated the rest of the afternoon's ride. They had stopped once to rest and once more after that to change the bandages. Glorfindel actually felt numb from the consistent pain. He had been unable to find something to concentrate on once Erestor had quit talking to him. The world had become one large haze to him then with him drifting in and out of consciousness. It was near twilight when he noticed a change in Erestor.

"Erestor?" Glorfindel questioned his own voice sounding groggy.

"Shh." Erestor quieted him. He drew his sword looking into the dark undergrowth.

Adrenaline coursed through Glorfindel sharpening his awareness. "What is it?"

"Orcs." Erestor hissed. "I have had to circle twice now trying to avoid them."

"Close?" Glorfindel growled in frustration as he realized his senses had become dampened from his injury.

"Closer than I would like." Erestor responded quietly. "They are in the way in which we need to go. Twice I have changed course but each time we are being pushed farther and father away from Imladris."

"Can we sneak through them?"

"The horse is tired and carrying two while you are injured."

"If we back track and circle around?"

"You are loosing blood and we risk infection and fever." Erestor shook his head. "You will die Glorfindel."

"You are very blunt." Glorfindel remarked.

"Would you rather me lie?"

"You can't lie, you get this funny look when you try."

Erestor rolled his eyes. "Can we discuss this later?"

Glorfindel shrugged. "If you want. Hand me my sword." The blonde warrior gave a sigh feeling the cool hilt of the blade in his hand. "Now that is much better."

Meril shook his head rising up on his forelegs a bit in nervousness. Erestor stroked the stallion's neck. "Easy friend."

Glorfindel grimaced at the sudden movement.

Erestor eyed him. "This will be a rough ride."

"Let's get on with it then."