Disclamer: I don't own any of the main characters but I wish I did.
Elrohir, The Mighty
Chapter Four, The Truth
"What was all that about?" Elrohir asked Glorfindel who was now pacing the room while Elrohir sat on his bed. "Ada?"
"I'm not your Ada," Glorfindel said suddenly.
"What?" Elrohir asked shocked.
"I'm not your Ada. I was your guardian, but then we were caught and all this happened. You real Ada's a Lord and you have a brother and a sister."
"A...twin brother?"
"Yes."
"So that boy, the one all the fuss was about was my twin?"
"Yes."
"So where's my real Ada?"
"He was..."
"Can you repeat that, you mumbled it.
"He was in the cage, the other dark haired one, he was your Ada."
"Him..."
"Yes Elrohir, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to pretend to be your father, it just sort of happened."
"I know and I don't blame you. I'm um going for a walk."
"Make sure your back in time for the King..."
"I will be." Elrohir hugged Glorfindel quickly before walking out of the room. Once the boy was gone Glorfindel sat down and hugged himself.
"I didn't mean to take him away from you Elrond, I realld didn't."
Elrohir nodded to the guards who he knew well and approached the cage where the three new slaves were being held. He stopped about a metre away from it and waited for them to notice him there. None of them spoke and it took Elrohir a few moments to work up the courage to speak,
"Is it true that you are my real Ada?" His voice was so quiet, so soft, so insecure. The two dark haired elfs crawled to the bars of the cage.
"Yes it is Elrohir, I am your father," that one that wasn't his 'twin' said.
"What's your name?" Elrohir asked, moving forewords the last metre before going onto his knees.
"You don't remember? You don't remember your home?" his Ada asked sadly. Elrohir shook his head. "My name is Elrond and this is your twin Elladan."
"Elladan," Elrohir repeated the name softly. "Why did Ad-Glorfindel never tell me about you?"
"I'm sure he did but you were very young when you went missing. Oh Elrohir, all these years I thought you were dead and really you've been here," Elrond put his arms through the cage and cupped his lost sons chin, brushing the smooth cheeks with his thumbs.
"I'm sure if I'd remember you I'd have missed you too," Elrohir said quietly, smiling slightly. He turned his head to look at Elladan and reached out a hand. "I can't believe I have a brother...no a twin." With a small sob he moved infront of Elladan and, putting his arms through the bars, hugged his brother tightly. Elladan hugged back, tears falling down his cheeks.
"I have missed you," he sobbed. Elrond watched his sons, reunited after such a terrible time, he only wished it was under better circumstances, as in a time that he was not locked in a cage with his son and an elf from Lothlorien.
"Well well well, a secret you kept from me my pet?" The drawling voice interupted the scene and Elrohir spun, staring at the angry Armard. He was in so much trouble.
A/N Little short but he what the hell. Tweedle-dee-dee.