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A/N: Thank you for the reviews. Keep them coming. I have decided that Sunday will be the day that I will update. Sorry, but that is the most convenient for me with school work and everything. Also go read Elven Hope's story, because she got a really nasty flame, and her story is wonderful. I hate flamers. I just despise them. Oh, and Mistopurr also has a character named Calean, before anyone says that I stole the idea from her, I didn't. My guinea pigs name is Calean, and I had my guinea pig before I read her stories. Though they are excellent stories. Well anyway, on with the story.

Chapter 5

Calean was in a healing room three away from the Prince's. The border patrol had just returned, and no matter how much he wanted to stay with Legolas, as master healer, he had wounded to attend to.

Which was what he was doing right now. The injuries hadn't been too many this time. Though, there were a couple of semi-serious ones. Not the one that he was working on right now though, it was just a long cut that ran up the elfs arm. It wasn't too deep.

He was just finishing putting the bandage on, when he heard the King yell, "Calean, come quick!" As soon as he heard the cry, and the tone of which it was said in, he knew that something was very wrong with the prince.

He hurriedly handed the bandage over to the apprentice healer that was working with him. Then he ran to the Prince's room.

When he entered the room, he saw Legolas thrashing against his father's hold on him. He decided quickly that he would need to make a tea to soothe Legolas. The thrashing was surely resulting from a higher fever, so he would put a herb in to help with it.

He made the tea as fast as he could, added the herb, and then went over to Legolas. He put the cup to the Prince's lips and tipped some in his mouth. At first it seemed like Legolas wouldn't swallow the tea, then slowly he did. Calean kept at it until he had swallowed it all.

The tea was a fast acting one, so Legolas stilled quite quickly. When he was sure that Legolas was sleeping peacefully again, he checked his bandages. The sting on his leg was bleeding again, but only minimally. He took a cloth that was by the bed, got it wet, and then washed away the blood. Then he put a clean bandage on the leg.

When he got up to leave Thranduil said, "Wait, where are you going? What if something like that happens again?"

Calean sighed and said, "As much as I would like it hir nin, I cannot stay with the Prince. I'm still treating the wounded that have come back from border patrol. The tea that I gave him should last until I am done. If not, either have a servant come and get me, or yell for me like you did earlier. I will not be too far away." he paused, and then said, "If it will make you feel any better, I will send one of my junior healers to watch over him."

Thranduil nodded his thanks, and watched Calean leave. It wasn't too long before another elf appeared. Thranduil didn't know her name, but thought, this must be the junior healer that Calean was talking about.

Sure enough, it was. She bowed to him and said, "My Lord, My name is Fallieor, Calean has sent me to watch over the Prince." Thranduil nodded. Then they both sat there in silence.

Elrond looked around the group of soldiers that were assembled. It was amazing how quickly they had gotten ready. It occurred to him that they were all waiting for him, so he quickly mounted his horse, and led them.

He noticed that Elladan and Elrohir weren't joking with the other soldiers like they normally would have been. Instead they were disturbingly quiet. Almost like when they had pulled too many pranks and were thinking of their next one. Except this time, there wouldn't be the prank. This time they were too worried over their friend.

The ride to Mirkwood was going to take at the least, five days. That was if they only rested briefly, and the horses would have to be rested more than that. That was the trouble with riding with a large group, well it was either rest more, or have a chance of encountering something in the forest, and not being able to fight it. Elrond only hoped that Legolas would be alright until they arrived.

Elrond was jarred from his thoughts when a rider pulled up next to him. It was Falin. He said, "My Lord, shouldn't we stop. We have been riding for a good amount of time, and the horses are going to be tired very soon."

Elrond noticed for the first time that the sky was darkening. He nodded and said, "Send two scouts ahead to find a place that should be safe to rest." Falin nodded, then fell back till he was by two different elves. He gave them Elrond's orders. They quickly took off ahead of the group.

Elrond returned to his thoughts until the two elves that Falin had sent returned. They had come across a clearing that would be good enough for them to rest in tonight. There wasn't any signs of orcs or wargs. To be safe though, they set up a watch. Three elves at a time.

Elrond and the rest of the elves that weren't on watch took out their bedrolls. Sleep came easily for everyone except for Elrond. He just couldn't get the thought out of his head that he might be to late to save Legolas. Then Thranduil would fade because Legolas was the last thing holding him to Middle Earth. Not only one death would be his fault, but two. He shook his head and thought, "No, there won't even be one death, Legolas will not die. He is strong, he will fight the venom."

Even though he thought that to himself, he couldn't help but not believe it. It was after all, rare that an elf survived two stings. He got up and went over to where his sons were sleeping. He saw that only one of them was asleep, the other was not. It was Elrohir.

He sat down next to the elf. Elrohir was so deep in his thoughts that he hadn't noticed his father walk over to him. When the elf sat down, he jumped. Elrond looked at him and said, "Get some rest ion nin. We make for Mirkwood at the first sign of daylight."

Elrohir sighed then said, "I will not fine rest this night. I just can't get my mind off of the fact that Legolas may be dieing as we speak. What if we are to late Ada?"

Elrond shook his head and said, "That won't happen Elrohir. You know that Legolas is stronger then that. We will arrive in time. Nothing will happen to him. Just imagine, in probably two days after I treat him, you and Elladan will be helping him sneak out of his room, because as he says 'it is too boring'." This caused Elrohir to smile slightly. "Get some rest." With that said Elrohir lay down and his eyes glazed over in elven dreams.

Elrond walked back over to his bedroll and decided that he would also need to get some rest because tomorrow they would be riding harder and longer than they had today. Before he went to sleep though he thought, "Hold on Legolas, we're coming"

TBC…

Elvish Translations

Hir Nin: My Lord

Ion Nin: My Son

Ada: Dad/Daddy

A/N: Ok, so this chapter totally sucked right? Sorry that it was so short too. Well leave a review please, and remember no flames. Also, I have decided to do reviewer responses on my homepage, so if you leave a review go there and I will have answered.

Namarie,

Celeste