Disclaimer: Still own nothing.

A/N: Here is another chapter. Again sorry for the wait. Hope you like this chapter. Here is a quick reply to a few people. Sorry I didn't get to all of them. All reviews are appreciated. Thanks so much.

SaphireCat: Yes the twins always manage to get into some trouble, don't they? Yes, poor Linriel. She has a lot of hurt inside, but Aragorn is the one of the best people I can think of to help her conquer that. Enjoy the chapter.

Irukapooka: Elladan die? /gives innocent look/ I wouldn't do something like that. Also in answer to your question about what it was implicating. Yes, that is kinda what the point was, though didn't have to be taken that way. That however, would be the one of the worst things to do to a girl, especially I would think for an elf. That's why it was such a sacrifice that she made for Legolas. Sorry if you were confused. Enjoy this chapter.

Gods-girl2004: ROFL. I like the ending to the story. Lol Poor Elladan. snifflol. Thanks for the laughs, mellon nin. You are awesome. Thanks.

Chapter 5

Fight to the Last Breath

'I gotta fight another fight

I gotta fight with all my might

I'm getting out, so check it out

Ya - you're in my way

So you better watch out.'

'You can't take me' by Bryan Adams

Aragorn gulped in air as he rolled out of the way of another attack. He saw his brother go down out of the corner of his eye. It was now up to him and Legolas. Aragorn looked over at Legolas and met the elf's eyes. Fear was in Aragorn's eyes as well as Legolas', but they were also full of determination and confidence. The friends stood side by side, silently vowing to protect their fallen companions with their lives.

Legolas was not willing to give up. He would protect his sister and his friends with his dying breath.

Aragorn felt the same. The only way the orcs would hurt his brothers or Linriel was over his dead body. Fire burned in his eyes as the orcs came at him.

Aragorn whipped his sword around with great skill like his father and brothers had taught him. Legolas fought by his side. His elven blades flew at lightening fast speed. His skill and years of practice were obvious in his combat.

Both friends looked out for the other, staying close together. Legolas caught movement ahead of him to his left. He turned his head. One of the archers still lived and was aiming an arrow at Aragorn. Legolas' instincts took control. He flipped his knife in his right hand and caught the back of the blade. Then he let the dagger fly. It hit the orc in the head with deadly accuracy.

Aragorn saw and nodded his thanks. Legolas did not see it; however, for two orcs were on him. He whipped his blade around, but the orc caught his knife on the blade of his scimitar. When he whipped it around, Legolas' knife flew into the air. Legolas quickly rolled out of the way, kicking the orcs' feet out as he did. Legolas stood, but he now had no weapon. The orcs were in too close for arrows. He needed his knives.

Aragorn saw Legolas' knife fly from his hands. Legolas had three orcs near him, but no weapon to fight with. Aragorn saw Legolas' knife on the ground near him, but he could never get it to the elf in time. Thoughts raced through his head and he quickly came up with an idea.

"Legolas" he called.

Legolas looked at him. Aragorn held his sword up and tossed it to his friend. Legolas reached up and caught the handle of the blade in his right hand. He quickly slashed at the orcs with the sword, felling the creatures.

Aragorn rolled underneath the blade of one of the orcs and picked up Legolas' knife. He plunged it into the back of an orc and whipped it around at another. The orc dodged and began to run away. Aragorn looked around. He was panting for breath and his muscles felt weary, but the few remaining orcs were finally retreating.

Without another look, Aragorn rushed to Elladan's side. The elf was no longer conscious. Aragorn quickly looked around the camp for his pack. He saw it and quickly retrieved it. He began searching inside for some herbs and healing elements. He looked over at Legolas who was near Linriel.

"How is she?" He asked.

Legolas looked up. "She is unconscious and I fear poison on the arrow."

Aragorn drew in a deep breath. "Elrohir?" He asked.

Legolas looked over at Elrohir. He had a nasty gash on his temple, but nothing that looked serious. "I believe he is merely unconscious. He should be fine."

Aragorn nodded.

"Elladan?" Legolas asked.

Aragorn sighed. "He has lost a lot of blood. The arrow wound is serious and I fear poison as well. He also has a cut on his arm that is very close to the bone. I will need to work fast to save him."

Legolas looked down at his sister. He tore a piece of his cloak and placed it near her wound. Then he stood and walked towards Elladan. "Let me help you."

Aragorn nodded gratefully. "I need to remove the arrow. He may awake because of the pain, but I'll need you to hold him still."

Legolas nodded and firmly pressed down on Elladan's shoulders. Aragorn kept one hand on Elladan's chest and with the other grasped tightly the shaft. Carefully, but firmly, he pulled the arrow from his brother.

Elladan did awaken and gasped in pain as he did. Legolas had to fight to keep him still.

"Calm down, mellon nin." Legolas comforted.

Elladan looked at him as he gasped for breath. Pain was evident in his eyes.

Aragorn quickly placed a rag against his brother's wound. "I need some boiled water, Legolas."

Legolas nodded and quickly made a fire to boil some water. As he did, Aragorn checked Elladan's shoulder wound. He poured water from his canteen over the wound, making Elladan hiss in pain. Aragorn cringed slightly. Carefully, he began to clean the wound.

Soon Legolas brought the water and Aragorn took it from him. He poured some into a bowl and added a few crushed herbs. He placed his arm underneath Elladan and raised him slightly. With the other hand, he placed the bowl near his brother's mouth.

"Drink this." He said. "It will help with the pain."

Elladan nodded and sipped slowly at the liquid. The taste was horrible, as he knew it would be, but right now, the twin was in too much pain to care. Once he had swallowed enough, Aragorn laid his brother back on the ground.

He picked up another bowl and placed some herbs inside. He crushed them slightly then added a small amount of water. He mixed it around, then dipped the rag in. Gently, he began to clean Elladan's arrow wound.

Legolas retrieved some bandages from Aragorn's pack and after Aragorn had stitched Elladan's wounds, he helped him bandage the injuries. Aragorn applied an herb paste to the wounds as they did. If the wounds were poisoned, the paste would help minimize the effects.

They were nearly finished, when Linriel began to awaken. Legolas turned his head as his sister began to moan in pain.

"Go to her. I am nearly done here." Aragorn said.

Legolas nodded and walked to his sister. She looked up at him.

"Legolas?" She breathed.

"Sssh. Do not try and talk." He said gently as he picked up her hand.

She swallowed hard and took in a ragged breath.

Aragorn finished bandaging Elladan's wounds and went to Linriel. He knelt by her to examine her wound. An arrow was in her thigh.

"I need to remove the arrow." He said.

Linriel looked at him and nodded.

Aragorn broke the arrow shaft, but hesitated. He did not wish to lay his hands on her, especially when she felt so vulnerable. He looked up at Legolas.

"Perhaps you should remove the arrow."

Legolas looked up at him. "I am not as skilled as you are in healing, but perhaps it might be better if I did."

Linriel looked up at Aragorn and shook her head. "No." She placed her hand on his. "You may remove it." She drew in another painful breath.

Aragorn looked at her. "I will not place my hand on you, if you do not wish it." He said in understanding.

Linriel smiled slightly. "It is all right. I trust you, Estel." She swallowed and nodded her head. "I trust you."

Legolas looked down at her and smiled. It had been so long since she had trusted a human. He gently pushed the hair from her face and clutched her hand.

Aragorn nodded as he drew in a deep breath. He placed one hand gently on her near the wound and with the other, he grasped the arrow. Carefully, he removed it.

Linriel shrieked in pain and squeezed hard on Legolas' hand.

"Ssh." Legolas tried to comfort as he smoothed her hair.

Aragorn cringed. Gently, he cleaned the wound with a clean rag and the herb water he had used for his brother. Then he stitched it and applied the same paste, leaving Legolas to bandage her wound.

As Legolas was finishing, Aragorn looked at Elrohir. He had a cut on his left temple, but besides that and a few scrapes and bruises, nothing serious. Aragorn cleaned the small cut on Elrohir's head, then went back to Elladan.

He checked Elladan's bandages and noticed that blood had seeped through. Despite the stitches, both his wounds were still bleeding. Elladan looked at him and smiled slightly at seeing the worried look on his brother's face.

"Worry not, Estel. I am fine." Elladan said, though talking was obviously difficult for him.

Aragorn smiled despite himself.

"How is Elrohir and Linriel?" He questioned.

"Elrohir was knocked unconscious, but he should be fine. Linriel has an arrow wound, but it is not as serious as yours is. I fear poison in both your wounds, however." Aragorn explained.

Elladan swallowed hard. He placed one hand against his wound as he struggled to sit up.

"Take it easy, brother." Aragorn said as he supported him.

"Let me see the arrow shaft." Elladan said.

Aragorn retrieved it from the ground, then moved to support his brother again, leaning Elladan against his chest. Elladan touched the tip of the arrow and brought his fingers to his nose. He cringed at the smell and closed his eyes tightly.

"Poison?" Aragorn asked.

Elladan nodded, gravely. "We must get to Ada quickly. We are not far from Rivendell."

Aragorn nodded. "Can you travel with your wounds?"

"I don't have much of a choice, Estel." Elladan stated. "Help me on my horse."

Aragorn nodded. He whistled and Elladan's horse obediently came to him. The horse looked silently at his master and without a command he knelt down. Elladan smiled.

Aragorn carefully helped his brother onto the horse. Once Elladan was secure, the horse cautiously stood. Elladan leaned in close so he would not fall. His left arm was almost immobile, so he held on tightly with his right hand.

Legolas saw Aragorn preparing to leave. Gently, he lifted his sister and placed her on his horse. Then he helped Aragorn gather their supplies and lift Elrohir on Amothol.

Legolas mounted behind Linriel as Aragorn mounted behind Elrohir. Aragorn grabbed the reigns of Elladan's horse, Traynor, and gently began to lead him. The other two horses followed closely behind.