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Title: Pain.
Summary: An elf ends up in Rivendell wounded, now it is up to the healers in Imladris to heal the elf before it is too late?
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The group of elves looked at Elrond. What had just happened?
"What do you remember?" Lindir asked.
"My name is, is, is...," He sighed. "I know that I am the elven lord of Imladris, you are my captian, you are my son, and you are his friend." He sighed.
"You do not remember your name?" Lindir asked.
Elrond shook his head.
"Do you remember my name?"
Elrond once more shook his head.
Lindir looked at the twins with worry. "What should we do?"
The twins shrugged. Their ada didn't know them afterall.
"Estel, I think that he managed to get a blow to the head when he was rendered unconcious." Lindir sighed. "Is there anything else you remember?"
Elrond sighed. He had been around enough to act this way, but why was nothing working?
"Uh..., no." He replied.
Lindir sighed. "Let me see your head."
Elrond leaned in. He winced when Lindir pushed on the knot. '
"Sorry." Lindir whispered. "You have a pretty good sized bump."
Elrond nodded. "Bump, right." He sighed. "How did I get a bump?"
Lindir shook his head. "It is not of importance." He sighed. "We need to get him back to Rivendell." Lindir instructed two gaurds to pick up the litter, and put Elrond in it.
"You four walk beside him, help him to regain his memory. Start from the beginning." Lindir then mounted his horse and waited for Elrond to be put in the litter.
Elrond gasped at the pain, but he would bare it. He smiled slightly then closed his eyes. He was getting a terrible head-ache. How hard did he actually hit his head?
"Ada? Ada?" Estel asked.
Elrond did not noticed that he dozed off until he was awokened by his son's familiar voice. "Aye?"
"Are you allright?"
Elrond looked around. They were still in the same place. "Aye."
The group then set off to Rivendell. Lindir was in the lead...,
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"Celebrain was the most beautifal one of all." Legolas described Celebrian as well as he could.
Elrond nodded. "Was she?" He knew it would be hard to keep his emotions down at the beginning.
"Aye." Legolas replied. "You both were married for a year before Elladan and Elrohir came."
Elrond remembered that day. He remembered it well.
Glorfindel walked up beside the litter and filled in for Legolas, at this part of the story. "I will not forget the smile on your face when your sons were born. Elladan, and Elrohir. You smiled so bright that I thought that your light filled the room. Your life was changed when you held the little forms of your sons in your hands." A tear streamed down Glorfindel's eye, but he quickly swatted it away.
Elrond felt tears pool up in his eyes. He let the tears slowly fall down his face.
"You vowed that as long as you live, you would keep them safe, and love them, through-out eternity." Glorfindel sighed. He would have to tell more by pictures, and other stuff to help him, now was the part he hated..., "Lady Celebrian and your two sons ventured out one day. You did not know that orcs had been scouting the area, and you, let them go." Glorfindel sighed.
Tears streamed down his face, he always blamed himself, he shouldn't have let them go! Elrond sighed and closed his eyes. He felt pain, emotional pain...,
"..., and they didn't return that eve, except for the twins' horse." Glorfindel got choked up. "And, when you went out to search for them, you found them, under a tree. You was able to heal their wounds, but the Lady Celebrian was never the same." The whole army was in tears right now. "You sent her to Valinor. There she rested, and forgot all about the evil doings of this land."
Elrond looked at Glorfindel, he hated this 'charade.' "You mean..., she's gone?"
Glorfindel nodded, and more tears came down the elven-lords face. He didn't like to be reminded of his wife, too many things happen when he did. One time, he almost was en-gulfed by grief..., except for his sons.
He opened his eyes, when he felt some one pat his shoulder, and two people hold his hands. He then saw the faces of his three sons. Elrond smiled through his tears, but said nothing as he slowly drifted off to sleep.
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A shrill cry was heard through the forests that day, a cry that would send shivers down the even best soldier's spine.
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Elrond sat, heavily panting, on one of the litters. The twins and Estel was examining his leg. They were trying to see if they could get the wire out of his leg.
Elladan looked at Elrohir. "I think I know of a way."
Elrond's eyes popped out of his head. If they were going to get the wire out, then they would know it was poisoned! He couldn't let that happen. He closed his eyes hoping that his sons didn't see his sudden fright, but that was of no use.
"Ada, are you allright?" Estel asked.
Elrond opened his eyes. "Yes." He replied.
"Ada, I want you to hold on to Elrohir's hand, we are going to try to get the wire out of your leg, so just try to stay calm, this may hurt." Elladan sighed.
Elrond nodded. He didn't think he taught his sons how to do this..., maybe one of the other healers did..., he didn't know. He then grabbed Elrohir's hand, and smiled.
"Ada, do you think that it is a lovely day outside?" Elrohir asked.
Elrond knew what his son was doing, trying to draw attention off the wound. He smiled. "Aye, indeed I think that it is a lovely day." He whispered.
"I think it is too. We are lucky in battle the other day, you know?"
Elrond nodded. He knew that Elladan had not pulled on the wire yet, they had tried this with him before, when he was but a child, his parents couldn't get his mind off the wound, even if he was talking to them! He smiled remembering that day. "Yes. I do not know why I do not know you, but I remember the battle." Elrond discussed.
Elladan sighed, he looked down at the wire. He then slowly tugged on it trying to draw it out.
Elrond flinched and closed his pain-filled eyes. He didn't want his sons to see him this way. He never showed them that he was weak, ever! He thought that the pain would stay at this degree, but he was wrong...,
Elladan pulled on the wire to ease it out more. Elrond yelped in pain, and his eyes widened. Tears fell freely down his face.
"Are you allright?" Estel asked.
Elrohir flinched when his father's hand clung to his tightly. He almost yelped in pain. He looked at his father worriedly. He hoped that his father would be allright.
Elladan moved up to the place where his ada was, he put his hand on the elven lords forehead. "Estel, he's burning up." Elladan said worriedly.
Estel placed his hand on his ada's forehead where Elladan's used to be. He gasped at the heat. "He is running a fever. Get some cold cloths, make a fever reducing tea, and get Lindir!" The three elves ran off to get the things their brother aquired.
Estel looked at his ada's pain-filled eyes. "What is wrong ada?"
Elrond then went to speak, but he couldn't. How did this happen? Maybe his mouth was only dry..., but maybe..., maybe it was the poison!
Estel noticed his ada's distress and gave him some water. This helped the elven lord's throat a little.
"Ada, can you speak?" Estel asked.
Elrond nodded. He then realized the stupidity of that, and replied. "Yes." His voice was raspy, and this worried Estel, but he smiled hearing his ada's voice. "What is wrong?" He asked again.
Elrond looked at him. "I feel cold." He whispered.
"Elrohir! Elladan! Lindir! Legolas!" Estel yelled worriedly. The four elves ran to Elrond and Estel. They were worried, and got in the floor beside the two. "What happened?" Lindir asked.
"He feels cold, there's something else." Estel looked at them.
"Do you think that it's...," Elladan started.
"Aye..," Estel looked worriedly at his father. "What else is wrong with you?" He asked.
"I am...," Elrond could not finish his sentence for he reached over and threw-up.
"Well, that answers that question...," Elladan sighed. "We need to get that wire out of his leg..., soon."
"Uh, the question is..., How do we do that?" Elrohir asked.
Legolas sighed. He felt pity for the elven lord. What had befallen him? He looked up at Glorfindel for advice, but for once, he had none...,
To be continued...,
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