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Title: Broken Glasses 2?

Author: Sivan Shemesh

Beta: Manon.

Rating: PG-13

Warning: Angst. Violence. Jealousy. Fear of abandonment, and more as troubles come...

Disclaimer: Characters belong to Tolkien, I just borrowed them.

Spoiler: Total AU.

Summary: Jealousy can make you do a foolish thing.

Note: The twins in this story are older, but only in this story.

Estel is 6 years old Legolas is 14 years old to the other elves, only an elfling.

They are only children to your eyes.

2.

"As soon as you wake up," Elrond whispered. He left his son's room, leaving the candle burning since Estel was still afraid of the dark.

The young boy could not sleep because he was worried about his friend. He looked out the window, staring at the night sky, and felt the breeze on his face. His eyes scanned the trees as he searched for his friend, and he wondered why Legolas had left him without saying anything. Estel knew his friend was lonely, but why? Was Legolas not seeing him as a friend?

That thought was the last thing on Estel's mind as he fell asleep. He dreamt he was searching for Legolas to bring him home.

Estel woke as he felt someone shaking him.

"What?" he asked, still feeling tired.

"It is time to search for Legolas," Estel heard his father say, and remembered the night before.

'How could I forget? I hope Legolas will forgive me,' Estel thought.

"Eat your breakfast, and then we will go together and find him," Elrond said as he stroked his son's hair.

"I will eat quickly, ada," Estel said. He got up and dressed before running to the kitchen.

Elrond followed him. "Estel, my son," Elrond said. He saw Estel looking at him and continued, "You will choke if you eat so quickly. Do not worry, we WILL find him," he said.

"You are right father; I just want to find him soon, I miss his company," Estel said.

"Me too, my son," Elrond said, once more stroking his son's hair.

Estel finished eating, and they made their way outside. The twins followed them, and they all walked into the forest. Once inside, Estel began calling his friend's name.

"Legolas?" he called.

His eyes searched for his friend, trying to scan tree after tree, yet he did not see him.

"Legolas? Where are you?" Estel started to cry, and thought, 'Please do not leave me...'

"Do not cry, my child," Elrond said as he gave Estel a hug. "We will find him."

Elrond looked at the twins, his eyes telling them to try even harder to find the elfling.

"Let us climb, brother," Elladan suggested.

Elrohir followed him as they climbed one of the trees, hoping to see where Legolas was hiding.

"We do not see him, father," Elrohir shouted from above.

"Then come down and move to another tree," Elrond shouted back to them.

When the twins had climbed down, Elladan nodded to his brother. They split up, each twin climbing separate trees, trying to find the missing Mirkwood Prince.

'Legolas, where could you be?' Elrond thought worriedly. 'I hope you can forgive me for my behavior to you.'

Elrond lifted Estel into his arms, embracing him tightly and telling him that everything would be fine, and that they would find Legolas.

Estel continued to cry. Then he felt something wet falling on him.

"Father, is it raining?" Estel asked as another drop fell on his face.

"No, why?"

"Then, what is that falling on me?" Estel cried.

At his son's words Elrond's eyes widened.

"Elladan, Elrohir!" he called to his sons.

Hearing their father's call, they quickly made their way back to him. Elrond looked up.

"Father?" Elrohir asked, confused.

"Look up..." Elrond murmured, a smile on his face.

Elladan looked up and saw the birds flying above. He still did not understand what his father meant.

"What do you mean father?" Elladan asked.

"Look up... within the branches in that tall tree..." Elrond guided his son.

Elladan looked a little more closely. 'Legolas? Is that you?' Elladan found himself asking.

"Father, is that Legolas?" Elladan asked, his eyes not leaving the small figure.

"He looks so sad..." Elrohir added.

"Legolas?" Estel asked aloud, making the elfling above stare down at him in jealousy.

"Legolas, come down, please..." Elrond found himself saying.

Legolas wished that his father would come and take him home. He did not want to stay in Imladris.

"Legolas?" Estel cried, tears falling again down his face.

Legolas stared at them. Why should the young boy, the one that he was staring at in jealousy, care about him?

The elfling put his weight on the branch he was sitting on, and all heard the cracking noise it made.

"Legolas, get down before you fall..." Elrond called to him.

Legolas only stared at them. All of a sudden he was afraid and he could not move.

Another crack was heard.

Elladan and Elrohir looked at their father; they saw the worried look on Elrond's face. He was staring up at the elfling, and his mouth was open as if he wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

There was one last crack and the branch gave way. They heard Legolas screaming.

He started to fall.

"NOOOO!" they yelled in fear.

Estel screamed and cried in panic. He closed his eyes, afraid to see his friend lying broken on the green and soft grass.

There was no sound of anything hitting the ground, and they all looked up, surprised.

They saw Legolas struggling to keep his hands on a slender branch, trying to stop himself from falling.

"Father?" Estel called.

Elrond looked at him, and asked, "What is it, my son?"

"Do not let him fall... save him from falling..." Estel cried.

He did not want to see his friend hit the ground. He did not want his friend to die.

End of Chapter 2.

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