Just like old times.

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Summery: Legolas and Aragorn meet an old friend, but it's not the happy reunion they expected.

Troubled Dreams

Elia opened her eyes to pale moonlight. She shifted slightly under the cover of a cloak and couldn't help but let out a hiss of pain. At once, she heard someone come to her side.

"'Lia?" She tilted her head slightly towards the sound of the familiar voice.

"'Dan." She smiled, and it was returned, only visible because of the light of the campfire.

"Sut naa lle umien?" He asked as he gently checked her bandages.

Elia merely rolled her eyes at his question. Elladan laughed slightly before turning round where he sat and reaching for a cup. Estel had left it with him telling him Elia must drink it to help her recover when she woke up before falling asleep, exhausted, just across from where Elia lay. When he turned back Elia looked cautiously at the cup.

"Yulna sina." He said a he moved to tilt her head so she could drink easier.

"Mankoi?" Elladan laughed. "No really!" Elia turned her head form the drink Elladan offered.

"It's for the pain I know your suffering." He replied sternly. "You must rest if you want to recover, and if you don't Estel wont be happy, with you or me!" He offered her the cup once again,and grudgingly, she drank from it.

The huge orc strolled casually towards the bond elf. She struggled frantically but to no avail. It growled quietly in her ear.

"Where is it?" The elf spat at it. The orc backhanded her across her pale skin and then grabbed her face with her gnarled hand, forcing her to look at him.

"Where is it?" he repeated.

Again the elf remained silently. The orc leader stared into her eyes, the elf staring back determined not to show fear, a look of pure disgust.

The orc leader pulled his hand from her face, pulling skin off in the process and nodded at the orcs behind her.

The elf just saw a whip being drawn out before she was pushed against the cold damp wall of the cave. She pressed her head against wall and breathed deeply. She heard the crack of the whip seconds before a trail of firey pain cut across her back. Again and again it was brought down on her.

A scream of pain ripped through the silent night. As it died down, it was replaced by harsh laughter.

Suddenly Elia woke up with a cry of pain. Four heads turned in unison to look at her. Four pair of eyes lay on her, looking very worried.

Well there you are. Bit of a cliffie! My first one! Tell you what you think...please! Thankyou iccle fairy