Disclaimer: Middle Earth and everything in it are not mine. They are Tolkien's.

Note: All Elvish is in italics, and will be explained at the end of the chapter.


Stars danced before Legolas's eyes as he tried to pry Boromir's fingers from his throat. He didn't have much strength left, and Boromir was strengthened by his madness. Legolas's blood pounded in his ears as he struggled. His side burned where Boromir had jabbed the arrow in. The Mirkwood elf pitched his body to the side, but Boromir had his knees braced on either side of the elf in anticipation of just such an attempt, and Legolas didn't get anywhere. Valar, Boromir was so strong!

"Saes," Legolas pleaded. His voice was little more than a whisper. "Saes, Boromir, saes."

The Gondorian clenched his hand tighter, his eyes unfamiliar, insane.

"Boromir!" Legolas reached up to push the Gondorian away, but his hand just stayed on Boromir's shoulder. He didn't have the strength to put any force behind it. He tried over and over, but his hand just brushed ineffectually at Boromir every time.

A voice came dimly through the soft, painful darkness creeping over the elf. Aragorn. With the last of his strength, Legolas turned his head a little towards the voice. "Aragorn, goheno nin," he said, his voice barely audible.


Legolas turned his head towards Aragorn. Aragorn could barely hear what he said. "Aragorn, goheno nin."

"You fool!" Aragorn shouted, kicking Boromir in the face. "What have you done?!" The Gondorian released his grip on Legolas's throat and fell to the side, moaning as he clutched his afflicted face.

Aragorn fell to his knees beside the Mirkwood elf. "Legolas, mellon-nin!" he cried, shaking the elf. "Legolas, I anor hilol! Tiro! Edro lin hen, Legolas!"

"Aragorn?" Boromir asked groggily. "Aragorn...I'm-what have I done?"

"No dhinen!" Aragorn snarled at him.

"Aragorn...let's take him back, to the boats, it's safer there!"

The ranger took the elf into his arms and started walking down, away from Boromir.

"Aragorn," Boromir began.

"Boromir, do not dare to speak to me."

They reached the shore; there was one boat left. Aragorn climbed into it, and Boromir got in behind. Boromir lifted the paddle and rowed the boat across the water. The others were waiting. The hobbits wisely got out of Aragorn's way as he got out of the elven boat.

"I need my pack," Aragorn said, laying Legolas down and reaching a hand out. It was placed in his hand.

"Will he be alright?" Pippin asked Merry.

"I dunno, Pip," the hobbit replied with unsual seriousness.


Saes-stop

Goheno nin, Aragorn-Forgive me, Aragorn.

Legolas, mellon nin! Legolas, I anor hilol! Tiro! Edro lin hen, Legolas!- Legolas, my friend! Legolas, the sun is shining! Look! Open your eyes!

No dhinen!-Be silent!


Hmmmmmm...to kill Legolas or not to kill Legolas? That is the question.