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"Estel?" Legolas gasped after a quick study of the young man. Aragorn felt his mind go around itself when he realised he had wounded his friend. The look on Legolas face showed a mix between confussion and pain and Aragorn knew he would never get the picture out of his head.
"No" the man whispered as the elf's eyes became unfocused and he began to fall forward.
"NO!" Aragorn yelled out as he stepped forward and caught the elf as he fell against him. He locked his arm around the elf's waist, not allowing him to fall to the ground.
"No no no" tears ran from Aragorn's eyes as he felt how his friend's went completely limp and his forehead rested against the man's shoulder. Aragorn tried to shift the weight, but ended up sinking to the ground with Legolas cradled in his arms.
"Help" he sobbed as he pulled his friend's head to him and he hid his own on Legolas' shoulder. It was then Gandalf looked up and noticed the young man holding Thranduil's son in his arms. He left his spot and hurried over to them and kneeled by the two friends.
"What happened?" the wizard looked at the broken human holding onto the unconciouss elf with a dead grip. Gandalf managed to losen up the man's grip to see what had happened. He closed his eyes and drew his breath when he saw that the elf's tunic was partly red by blood.
"I didn't see him…" Aragorn cried as he hid his face in the elf's shoulder again. Gandalf wasn't sure what the man ment, but he didn't like the sound of it, but he let it go.
"He needs help. Now. Let me have him young man" Gandalf didn't wait for answer and lifted the elf up in his arms and ran to the nearest horse and got up.
"If you want to follow, then hurry" the wizard informed Aragorn before he kicked his horse into gallop.
"Elrohir! Elladan! Come!" Aragorn screamed through the tears as he jumped back onto his own horse and before the two elven brothers could answer, the young man was off after the wizard. They could do nothing but follow. Gandalf was off with Legolas before any of the other elves even noticed what had happened.
Aragorn urged his horse on through the dark forest, along the black, small road. He had never been in Mirkwood before, so the only thing that held him on the road and not ride out into the thick forest besides the road, was the light from the staff the wizard riding ahead of him held up in the distant.
"Estel! What is going on?" Elladan came up on the side of him on another horse and tried to get an answer out of the tearchocked man.
"Legolas is hurt! Hurry!" Aragorn yelled as he hurried his horse even faster. Soon he could see torches ahead of him and Gandalf stop his horse before jumping of and ran into a building of stone he would have never seen himself. When he got there and stopped beside the wizard's horse he jumped off and ran to where Gandalf had entered, but could not enter himself. After been banging on the door for a few minutes, the enchanted doors swung open without any sign of anyone opening it.
"Come" Aragorn told Elladan and Elrohir as they ran through the doors and along a corridor until they came to a big hall of stone where they again could see Gandalf. Now the King himself was holding his son in his arms while sobbing.
"What happened to him? He needs help!" Thranduil looked up at Gandalf before he looked at the three new arrivers.
"Let the healers take care of him, Lord" Gandalf ordered two elven healers over to him who quickly took over Legolas and vanished out of the hall. Thranduil still sat on his trone, looking down at his bloody hands, quietly shaking. After a minute he looked up again at Aragorn.
"Who is he?" he asked and nodded towards the young man. He already knew who Elladan and Elrohir was. At this Elrohir stepped forward to explain.
"This is Estel, My Lord. He has been living in Rivendell since he was a kid with his mother, Gilraen" the dark haired elf bowed slightly and looked over at his brother and friend. Thranduil eyed them for a second before he left the room without a word.
"Now young man, tell me what happened" Gandalf looked at Aragorn, and so did Elledan and Elrohir too. He felt guilt crash down on himself again and turned his back to the others.
"I was fighting an orc when I stabbed Legolas with my own sword! I hurt him…" the last part ended up in a whisper as he leaned against a wall and slid down. Elladan and Elrohir looked at each other surprised. That was not what they had expected, but it was obvious that it was not as he wanted it.
"I didn't see him. There was so many orcs around me that I did not see him before it was too late" Aragorn hid is face in in his hands and sobbed. Gandalf watched the kid some seconds before he leaned over to the two elves.
"Keep this a secret. Just for now. We don't want to put the Elven King up against him now" the wizard said before he went over to Aragorn.
"Estel is not your real name is it?" Gandalf offered his hand and pulled him up. Aragorn looked over at Elrohir as to see if he should say his real name and they nodded, knowing what their friend asked of.
"Aragorn" he sniffled and Gandalf smiled a little and winckled to him.
"What do you say to find you and your elven friends a room to stay at?" Gandalf didn't wait for answer and soon he had found three Mirkwood elves who helped them to find a free room.
Aragorn was sitting on a chair on a room he had been given to share with Elrond's sons. He could certainly not sleep without any news of his friend. It was just then Gandalf came at the door to their room and smiled at Aragorn.
"Someone wants to see you" the wizard said and Aragorn hurried out of the room and followed Gandalf. It could happen the "someone" was not nececarry Legolas, but he certianly hoped that. Luckily he was right. He stepped slowly through the door he was directed at, suddenly being too aware of why his friend was wounded. To his surprise Legolas was sitting in a bed, fully awake.
"So it was not just a dream" the elf smiled weakly and Aragorn looked at him puzzled.
"You have certainly grown alot since I left Rivendell for six years ago, Estel" Legolas follwed the man with his eyes all the time until he sat down beside him. Aragorn couldn't understand why the elf was so nice to him when he had hurt him like that.
"Well… compare to you I actually have a body that gets older with age" Aragorn said uneasy.
"And I know my real name" he ended and Legolas lifted his eyebrows slightly.
"Oh really? Shall I call you Aragorn then?" Legolas asked and reached out his hand for Aragorn. The human took it after a little bit of a thinking.
"I am so sorry" he suddenly broke out and tears ran down from his tightly shut eyes. He was a little surprised when he felt how Legolas wrapped his arms around him and hugged him carefully to him.
"It's okay… Aragorn" the elf thought over how unusual it was to use this name at his friend and wondered if he would ever get used to it.
"But what happened?" Legolas asked and pulled the young man away from him on an arm's lenght. Aragorn dried his tears with a sleeve.
"I… I fought an orc right in front of you and I did not see you behind him before it was too late. I am so sorry, Legolas. I would never have done something like that on purpose" Aragorn looked down at his wet hands before he clenched them together.
"Your father is going to kill me and ban me from meeting any elves in Middle Earth" he continued sadly. He was surprised when the elf snorted and looked up.
"Not if he don't know about it" the elf winked at Aragorn and clapped his friend's shoulder. The human sent him a slightly shocked look before a little grin slowly appeared on his face.
"You cannot do that" the man said.
"Oh really? We just blame an orc. My father would never let me be friend with you if he knew what really happened. I am not willing to accept that. And I hope Gandalf understands that too…" Legolas smiled while he touched his bandaged abdomen ligthly.
"You've become quite a fighter, Aragorn son of Arathorn. Just a little sense of direction and who's the enemy and who's not and everything will be perfect" the elf grinned.
"I began wondering if I would see your again when so many years passed without news from you. I did meet you again, but hadn't pictured that it would be like this" Aragorn mumbled. He then came in thought of how fast Legolas had seem to recover from his stabbing wound. At least heal so fast. He knew it had something to do with him being an elf for sure.
"Thank you" the man ended.
"For what?" Legolas asked as he leaned back on the bed, carefully.
"For remembering me" Aragorn answered.
"Well, you may have grown older, but I knew it was you by your eyes" Legolas grinned and recived one back.
"You do not let a real friend leave your memory" the elf winked.
Three days later Legolas was outside of the castle again with his friends. Mirkwood still had orcs strolling around the forest, but it seemed that the elves finally had the control back again. Gandalf had told King Thranduil that been wounded by the enemy although lying was not his favorite doing. Within a week later Aragorn was going back to Rivendell with Elrohir and Elladan. Legolas wanted to come with them and after somewhat convincing his father he was allowed to go if Gandalf followed them. He did not wish for the elf to travel that early after such a wound.
"Maybe father should take a look at your wound when we get home?" Elrohir suggested the last day of their trip from Mirkwood to Rivendell.
"What? No I am fine Elrohir. No need to fuss more about it" Legolas waved it off with a hand. He was back on his own white mare with Aragorn riding by his side and Gandalf close by.
"Good idea, Elrohir" the wizard smiled and winked to Legolas. The blonde elf just rolled his eyes and said nothing.
"Father!" Elladan jumped lightly off his horse as Lord Elrond came to meet them by the stables of Imladris, followed by Gilraen. Aragorn and Elrohir soon followed over to greet their parents.
"I am so glad you are well" Gilraen hurried over to her son and placed both her hands on either sides of Aragorn's face. He just snorted and gave his mother a hug before he turned around and saw that Gandalf and Legolas was still sitting on their horses.
"You going to stay there all night?" he asked the elf who just stuck out his tounge to him. Gandalf got off his horse and went over to Legolas to help him off although it was not really any need to.
"I am well, Mithrandir" the stubborn Mirkwood elf said and clapped the wizard on the shoulder, receiving an raised eyebrow back.
"Elf or not, my friend. You still got a wound that wont be gone just over the night" the wizard answered as he found his pipe from his robe and lit it.
"Mae Govannen, old friend" Gandalf bowed slightly for Lord Elrond as they turned to find their way into Rivendell.
"Oh by the way, Legolas. We will take a look at your wound later" The elf Lord turned to the younger elf. Legolas kept his mask on and bowed his head too.
"It is not much to fuss about" the wood-elf complained quietly as Elrohir and Elladan vanished into the stable with the horses and Aragorn came over to his friend.
"Did I tell you how sorry I am?" the guilt was again back in business in Aragorn and he knew it would be that for a long time.
"Yes, mellon nin. It is about the only thing you have said. And I have forgiven you every time" Legolas grinned and laid his arm slowly around the man's shoulders.
"Yes I know, but I will never forgive myself for this anyway" Aragorn mumbled, but Legolas picked it up without problems and stopped.
"I will force Elrohir to do more sword training with you. That way it will not happen again… If we are lucky" Legolas laughed as Aragorn let out an offended sigh before he snorted.
"You are one amazing friend" Aragorn said as he turned and locked his arms around the elf. Legolas stood quietly, slightly amused before he clapped the man on the back.
"Yes I am" the elf laughed out loud and Aragorn groaned and pulled away and looked at the elf again.
"You know how to spoil a moment you know" Aragorn grinned as they walked through Rivendell.
"Moment? Aragorn… is there something you have not told me about?" Legolas snorted and jumped out of the way as Aragorns' fist came flying through the air to hit his shoulder. Aragorn did not answer him, but walked over to a little green plant on a table. Legolas followed him and smiled.
"So you did take care of it. Was it to much help?" Legolas saw how the little tree was now bright, green and very much alive. Aragorn nodded.
"It is just like you. Years passes, and although it has bad days like everyone else, it seem to never grow" the man turned to look at the elf.
"True" Legolas rubbed his tummy lightly.
"Have I told you how tall you have become? When I left you were still like a little boy, reaching me to the shoulders, but now you are just as tall as me!" Legolas messed up Aragorn's hair with a wide grin.
"And thank valar for that! Now I do not need to get neck disorders to look up at you tall elves" Aragorn gave his friend another hug, feeling in the mood for hugging. This time Legolas hugged Aragorn back without "ruin the moment".
"Much easier to hug you too. Will be much of them then" Aragorn grinned from Legolas' shoulder when he heard the elf giggle a "oh no".