Author's note - Lyn made the comment that her reviews are annoying. They are not. Her reviews are very good constructive criticisms and I am very thankful for them. The kinds of criticisms I don't like are the ones where a reviewer is obviously not showing respect. Look at it this way. You want your criticisms to sound like Dr. Phil, not Simon from American Idol. I have had no Simon like reviews. Thank you all. :)

Chapter Sixteen - Cart Jam

Legolas looked out over the whole of the city, looking for. He could see everyone going back and fourth. He could see everything taking place. It was then that he spotted the inn. His eyes picked up Thranduil and Lord Elrond.

"Ada" Legolas yelled out. However, it was too far away. Legolas knew that if he moved, his father wouldn't be there anymore. Besides, one could easily get lost going through the corridors trying to find their way out. Legolas then and there decided to stay put and wait. He didn't realize that the people on the street were staring up at him.

M

The man followed Turtle, trying not to lose him in the crowds. Suddenly, he found himself slamming into another person.

"I am sorry sir. I am looking for a child elf. He is lost and I am trying to help him get home, but I seem to have lost him,"

"An elfling? He wouldn't happen to have had blond hair and blue eyes," The man looked up hopefully from where Turtle sat looking very pleased with himself.

"Yes . . . you wouldn't happen to have . . . oh," The man realized he had collided with an elf. The elf had a kingly manner about him. "You must be looking for him too, I take it,"

"Yes,"

"Meow," The man glared at the cat.

"I told you we needed to find the elfling, silly cat," At this Turtle took off again. The man looked at the elf. "We'd best follow."

"You've been using the cat to try to find him?"

"Turtle is the reason I found the little one in the first place. Turtle tends to find those who are lost and stray," The elf and the others with him looked at him slightly confused. The man had only seen the one.

One elf spoke to the others. "We might as well follow. If by chance the cat can find him, we are in luck. Animals do have the ability to sense things humans can't."

M

The men of Lake Town were now stopping their business to look up at what seemed like a child on the council house. A traffic jam of carts was now occurring. This caused people from inside the building to notice that something was amiss. The leader of the town came out to see what was going on. He then noted that all were looking up at the building's roof. At first he gasped and then turned to a man.

"Whose child is that and how did he get up there?"

"No one knows. We really can't see him from here, as to how he got up, I guess he climbed up," It was then that a black cat came running across their path and into the building. Yells came from a few about bad luck. It was then that a man carrying a cat came and followed after.

"Simeiris! Not your antics again!" It was then the leader of the town noticed the elves. "Lord Thranduil, I didn't expect to see you here. I don't understand what could bring you here. I am guessing he is another elven Lord?"

"Elrond is. We are here because three of our little ones were swept down the river on a raft during a spider attack. We've been able to locate Lord Elrond's sons, but as for my son, he is still missing,"

"I hope that he isn't the child on the roof," A man stated. "That crazy cat person Simeiris has run into the council building after that crazy black cat of his."

"Turtle?" Elrond retorted. "I believe Simeiris told us that Turtle is how he found Legolas in the first place."

"Still, he's crazy. It's cats and books with him." Another man spoke up. This man spat on the wooden floor of the city.

M

Simeiris quickly followed after Turtle. The black cat ran up the stairs and the man followed. The elders of the city began to yell at him. At the top of the stairs the cat was meowing at a roof hatch. Simeiris opened it and peered out. He saw Legolas sitting at the edge.

"Hello little one. Why didn't you use the hatch here to come down,"

"I didn't notice it. Anyways, I was waiting for my Ada to find me,"

"What do you mean, were?"

"He's down there. I can see him. I would have gone down to him, but that hatch is well hidden."

"It should be. This was created for our archers to be able to shoot the enemy from high up. Most have forgotten they exist. If one does not know to look for it, well . . . how about you come down."

"Are the cats with you,"

"Hold on. Turtle, Midnight, you need to go. You both know he's afraid of cats." At this statement the two took off. "They are gone now."

Legolas nodded his head and climbed down through the hatch.

M

When Thranduil saw Legolas, he made to go and hug him, but his elfling beat him to it.

"Hello Ada."

"Are you all right Legolas? What were you doing on the roof?"

"I don't know, except that it was a high spot and I could look for you."

"He probably got up there through the hatch in the roof,"

"Simeiris, what hatch? There is no hatch." The leader was frowning at the man with the cat friends.

"Look, if you knew the history,"

"Yes. You're a historian. Most people can't be bothered with such nonsense."

"It isn't nonsense," Thranduil spoke. " Aren't you a little young to be a historian though?"

"No, as all the elder historians I have learned from are now past from this life. If anyone can remember the stories, then it is for the better of us all,"

Thranduil nodded. "Yes, it is. Thank you for helping us find my son."

M

The elves were now riding back to Mirkwood. It was dark and at night. Thranduil had his son in front of him, Elrond had Elrohir and another elf had Elladan. All three had fallen asleep. Thranduil looked down to see Legolas's eyes closed. "Elrond, his eyes are closed,"

Elrond looked up. "He seems well in body my friend. It must then be something else. Let us keep an eye on him while we journey back to your home. Perhaps we can figure out what is wrong."