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Title: Broken Glasses 3?

Author: Sivan Shemesh

Beta: Manon.

Rating: PG-13

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

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

Spoiler: Total AU.

Summary: Jealousy can make you do foolish things.

Note: The twins in this story are older, but only in this story. Estel is 6 years old, while Legolas is 14 years old, and only an elfling compared to the other elves.

3.

Estel looked worriedly at his friend who was struggling to tighten his grip on the branch. He tried to swallow his tears, but he could not stop crying.

"Father will save you…" Estel called out to him.

Legolas looked at him, and thought angrily, 'He did not even move when I started to fall. Why does he think Elrond would save me now?'

"Father?" Estel called to his father. Elrond turned at his son's voice. "Why is Legolas looking at me like that?" he asked.

Elrond looked at Legolas; his eyes were full of anger, but there was fear as well for his child.

"Legolas?" Elrond called.

"Go away!" Legolas yelled angrily, tears streaming down his face. He was determined to hang on with all his strength to the branch, and murmured words that flew in the air.

"No Legolas!" Elrond shouted to him, knowing in his heart that if Thranduil learnt of this whole situation, it would ruin the relationship between the two kingdoms.

Legolas kept his head turned away from Elrond; instead he looked up at the sky, watching as the birds flew.

They were free. There was nothing that could harm them. He wanted to feel like them.

To be free.

Legolas raised one of his hands towards the sky, determined to feel free from all his bad thoughts.

"NO!" Estel shouted when he saw what Legolas was doing.

Legolas ignored Estel's shouts, and was about to raise his other hand, releasing his hold on the tree, when he heard a song. It was calling to him.

He heard his name, and he looked around to find who it was that was calling to him. He ignored the Imladris elves and Estel below him.

He felt something clutching his legs and he looked down. He saw the heavy branch beneath him taking hold of him. Legolas let go and fell back into the safety of the tree's embrace.

As he fell Estel screamed. "NO!"

Legolas curled up against the trunk, wanting to stay within the tree's embrace. He was jealous of the love Elrond gave Estel; all he saw in the lord's eyes was hatred for him.

At that moment, Legolas cursed Estel and hated him with all his heart. He swore that this was not over, and that he would do something to teach them all a lesson.

Mirkwood…

King Thranduil walked out from his palace, and looked at the blooming trees.

He enjoyed their singing, as they reminded him of the songs that his son used to sing, songs of love.

He knew about the human child that his old friend, Elrond, was raising with the help of his own sons.

He hoped that nothing had happened to his son. Thranduil did not want to lose him like he had lost his wife and his father. That was why he had sent his son to Imladris on Elrond's advice, so that the child's pain might be eased.

He hoped that he was doing the right thing by sending Legolas there. He hoped that by becoming friends with the human child it would help his son. But he had no idea what was inside his son's heart, did not know of his pain.

"I want my ada…" Legolas said, still not looking at them.

Estel looked up at Legolas' words, but then lowered his head again, the tears falling down his face.

Elrond looked at his son, and put a hand on his shoulder. "I… There is nothing that I can do ion-nin…" he said softly

"Yes you can, ada…" Estel cut in, believing that his father was not doing enough to save his friend.

"But, Estel, ion-nin," Elrond said, and knelt next to his son. He lifted the boy's face so that he could look at him. "He does not want me to save him; he does not want any of us to save him… with all of my heart I want him safe, but he does not want us to… all he wants is to be left alone."

Estel blinked before looking at him. "Then why can you not love him the same way you love me, ada?"

Elrond looked at him, his mouth open. He did not know what he could say, and felt his throat becoming dry.

Estel looked at his adar, and asked again, "Why can you not love him the same way you love me?"

End of chapter 3.

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A/N: Should I stay? Or would you like me to leave... take one step back for my safety