Title: Broken Glasses 7

Author: Sivan Shemesh

Beta:nautika

Rating: PG-13

Warning: Angst. Violence. Jealousy. Fear of abandonment, and more troubles … Tissues are probably needed.

Disclaimer: Not mine never were. Though I wished it every time I dreamt of Legolas, to be mine.

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.

Note2: Legolas has a stronger connection with the nature than normal.

7.

Elrond glanced at Legolas, noticed his blue eyes were glassy and distant. He watched as Legolas moved his hands blindly over his face, and whispered, "Nana…"

"I am not your nana, Legolas…" Elrond spoke softly to the elfling and moved his hand over his cheeks, and stroked them gently.

He enjoyed the touch as Legolas's cheeks seemed to be like a silk.

"Greenleaf, look at me…" Elrond asked, as his eyes lay on the elfling as his horse moved at a slow pace.

Legolas was sore, and yet he did not dare to meet the lord's eyes, as he imagined his nana, as she sang a lullaby to him.

"Nana, I missed you…" Legolas whispered, breathing slowly.

Elrond looked over the elfling and stroked his hair, understanding his loneliness, as he had only his father to watch over him.

"I hope that you can forgive me for my behavior. It seems that I did not realize how lonely you are in your home." Elrond whispered near the elfling's ear, and wishing with all his heart to be forgiven.

Elrond gave a sigh, and then he raised his head to the horizon, noticing the beauty, and the scent of nature that surrounded them, and then he gave a quick look at the princeling.

Legolas's eyes were closed. Elrond felt panic rising, as he feared what might have happened.

He placed his hand on Legolas's forehead and noticed the heat. He tried at least to calm the prince, as he started to struggle in his hands, as he did not wish him to fall from the horse.

Elrond urged his horse into a faster pace, as he feared that Legolas was becoming feverish.

"Legolas… open your eyes…." Elrond called softly

But Legolas's eyes did not open, and Elrond could feel his panic rising.

Elrond paced the horse fast as he could back to Imladris, with a dim light of hope, afraid that he had already lost the princeling that was his responsibility.

Once he approached Imladris, he shouted orders while he rode, and he called for a messenger to wait for him in the healer's room.

Without slowing the horse he rode straight to the healer's room and dismounted carefully from his horse. He was relieved to feel Elrohir's hands supporting him. Then he became too concerned about the princeling 's health to notice his surroundings.

Elrond entered the room, and laid Legolas on the bed, and started to exam him.

Elladan was staring at his Adar, noticing how quickly he worked on Legolas, and he wished he could take back his angry words or at least say 'I am sorry'.

At first, Elrond did not seem to notice Elladan looking at him with regret in his eyes, and then he realized but said nothing, as he felt that Elladan should say whatever was in his heart, to release the burden that seemed eating him over and over.

"Forgive me… Adar… I know how caring you are." Elladan said softly and then he lowered his face, as tears flew down his cheeks.

Before Elrond could say anything, Estel burst in, and started to question them about Legolas, as he saw him laying there.

"Estel?" Elrond asked.

"Yes, Adar."

"What are you doing in here? Where is Glorfindel?" Elrond asked, try to make himself clear.

"Glorfindel? I do not know where he is Adar… but I heard loud noises and went to look, and then I saw the guards, and the messenger waiting outside of the healer's room, so I let myself in." Estel explained; as he crossed his fingers behind his back, hoping that his Adar would not get mad at him.

Elrond came forward to the boy, and asked him softly, "What do you mean you don't know where Glorfindel is? He was telling you stories!"

"I know that Adar, but as I left my room, he was not behind me." Estel answered, and then he set his eyes back over Legolas, and asked, "How is he Adar?"

Elrond went back over the bed, and put his hand on Legolas's forehead, noticed the heat and sighed heavily, "His light is fading away." And then he looked at Estel and said, "I want you to find Glorfindel and bring him here, but first, call the messenger in."

"I will do that Ada." Estel said, and then he walked over to his Ada, hugged him and kissed his cheek, but before he left the room, he said, "I love you Ada."

Elrond wiped the following tears from his eyes, nodded to him, and said, "I love you too ion-nin."

Estel left the room with a smile, and went to the messenger, and let him know what his father said to him, then he left to find Glorfindel.

The messenger went inside, and bowed to his lord.

"Is there something you want from me, my Lord?" the messenger asked, staring at the elves.

"Yes there is, but first I need you to arrange parchment and a feather. I will tell you what to write while I am healing the princeling, and do it quickly!" Elrond ordered.

The messenger left, and Elladan walked to his Adar, and pointed out to him, "You could have me arrange it Adar, instead of sending the messenger."

"I know, but I need you and Elrohir to help me with the princeling." Elrond said kindly.

"What would you want us to do?" Elladan asked with pleading eyes.

"Where is your twin?" Elrond asked as he noticed that only Elladan was there, and wondered where the other half could be.

"He was here." Elladan said, and then he glanced outside the room and saw Elrohir carrying a bucket full of fresh water.

"There he is Adar." Elladan said as he helped his twin with the bucket.

"Hannon-le ion." Elrondstared with a smile at Elrohir. Elrohir only nodded, and knelt by Legolas's bed, and moved his hand over and noticed the warmth of his body.

"Adar, do you he will survive the day?" Elrohir asked, his eyes were still locked on the princeling, and Elrond could feel how terrified he was.

"I simply do not know ion-nin." Elrond confessed as he wished he had the answer.

End of Chapter 7.