A/N I think I am more than slightly insane, but you guys have known that for a long while!
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Chapter Thirteen
The next time Legolas awake, he felt completely horrible. The elf groaned, one hand lowering to press against his upset stomach, his breathing grew labored as perspiration began to bead on his face.
Forcing his eyes open, Legolas realized that someone had moved him to his bed, not the couch like before. Hearing soft voice he looked up, glancing at the door. Finding the piece of wood cracked, the prince could just make out Estel's outline.
A wave of nausea swept through the archer's stomach and Legolas rolled over gagging. Realizing that his condition wouldn't wait, Legolas pushed himself up. He was startled to find just how weak he was, but couldn't concentrate that at the moment as his stomach gave another lurch. Clapping a hand over his mouth, he tried to contain the vomit that threatened to spill past his lips while also trying to get out of bed. He was too weak though.
"Estel…" he managed to moan, before losing his last meal. The rancid stuff spilled across his lap, staining the blankets and sheets that covered him. Legolas's stomach cramped again, causing the prince to retch once more.
The door banged open behind him and Estel burst through, followed by Elrond. Rushing forward, Aragorn yanked the basin off a table and tried to shove it under the prince's mouth. Legolas, unfortunately, was bent double with his face almost touching the stuff.
Elrond was right there though, gently bracing the younger elf's shoulders as he pulled him back, murmuring comforting words as he did so. The human shoved the basin into Legolas's lap just in time to catch another spout of sickness.
After a few minutes Elrond spoke up. "Estel, a glass of water and then go have a bath prepared." He broke his attention away slightly from his charge as the symptoms began to let up some. Aragorn was already prepared, setting the glass down on the table, he took a clean cloth and began to pat at his friend's face, saying.
"The servants already have a bath ready, they thought Prince Legolas might like a bath when he woke up." he explained, giving the weak prince a friendly grin. Elrond nodded, shifting Legolas to a better position and helping him shift to the edge of the bed. Throwing back the now vomit covered blankets, the elf lored stood, supporting Legolas easily.
"Don't worry about it." the lord stated firmly, catching Legolas's apologetic look. The prince nodded wearily, letting his head fall back against the older elf's shoulder.
"Estel…are you going…to explain now?" Legolas asked, tiredly, turning to look at friend. A smile played across his face, suggesting that while he was weak in body, he had plenty of sprit to be able to get through it.
"Later!" Aragorn exclaimed, reaching over and wrapping his good hand around Legolas's arm.
"That's…what you said…last time…" Legolas murmured, leaning against Elrond's body as he walked, feeling more weak than he cared to admit.
"Well, it really will just have to wait." Elrond firmly stated. "Aragorn needs to go run and grab the antidote off my desk in the study that Elladan and Elrohir just finished with."
"Oh..ok." Aragorn said, smiling at his friend before leaving the room as he offered Legolas on last smile.
Elrond gently helped the young prince into the bathing chamber.
"Here we go…" he said kindly, sitting the prince down on a bench.
"Thank you…Elrond…for everything." Legolas said, reaching up and clumsily messing with the ties to his sleeping shift.
"Well, I think that if we would have lost you, then Estel wouldn't have survived." Elrond said in his soft voice, reaching over and helping Legolas with his shirt. Pulling it off he helped guide Legolas into the water.
With a low, soft, sigh Legolas relaxed. The hot water felt good on his aching body and warmed his seemingly frozen limbs. All too soon Elrond was shaking his shoulder.
"Come now, the water is growing cold…Aragorn I'm sure is waiting in the other room." Grabbing Legolas under the armpits, he firmly hauled him out, keeping his arms firmly around him. "Can you change by yourself?" he asked and, when Legolas's nodded, turned his back.
Only a few moments later, Legolas was tugging on Elrond's sleeve, practically falling against him in his weakness. Once again helping the younger elf, they looked around the now clean room, finding Estel who was having difficulty putting the sheets on the bed with just one hand.
"Let me help, Estel." Elrond said softly, a smile on his face as he transferred Legolas's weight to the ranger.
"Hannon le." Aragorn said in relief. "Are you feeling better?" he asked the elf , smiling gently at him.
"Yes…" Legolas whispered, leaning his body against Aragorn's currently stronger on. He leaned his head against the man's shoulder, closing his eyes and drawing a deep breath as he battled the pain he was still in.
"Estel, I have to go get some more blankets….help the prince lay down and I'll be right back." Elrond said suddenly, finishing fluffing the pillows before leaving the room, satisfied that he was leaving the elf in good hands.
Gently, Aragorn helped Legolas slide onto the bed, being sure to offer enough support to the weak prince as he lowered him back against the pillows at a relined position.
"Here, drink this." Aragorn ordered, handing a cup of brownish stuff to his friend.
The archer reached forward, weakly wrapping his hand around it. Aragorn shook his head, smiling actually full out as he reached under to supporting the cup with his good hand, tipping it back.
"Drink it all up." Aragorn said, still smiling as he tipped it even further back. After Legolas finished it, he glared at the man, his gaze clearly saying that he could have done it on his own.
"What was that?" the prince asked, never having been awake before when the antidote had been administered.
"That, was the antidote." The man explained, placing the mug on the table.
"Since when has there been an antidote?!" Legolas asked confused. He yawned widely, trying to hide the shivers that were taking over his body.
"That's right, you don't now!" Aragorn said, shaking his head in surprise. He had forgotten that Legolas knew absolutely nothing about anything since the night he had lost his memory. "But it's a really, really, long story and you need rest!" he said taking the prince's hands and pressing them between his own,
"And your still freezing cold!" he complained.
"I want to know what has happened." Legolas insisted, Aragorn sighed, but started his tell.
Legolas's body tensed, his eyes growing wide when Aragorn came to the part about losing his memory.
"I didn't know you? Not any of you?!" he questioned, gently freeing his hands free of Aragorn's and rubbing his brow in confusion.
"You…"Aragorn began sighing heavily with the memory before continuing. "You were scared―terrified of me."
"I swear I remember now of this." Legolas whispered, looking apologetically over at the man. "I'm sorry."
"There is absolutely nothing to be sorry for, Legolas Greenleaf. That was totally out of your control." Aragorn said firmly, brushing a strand of blonde hair out of the elf's eyes so he could stare directly into the blue orbs. He suddenly frowned, not liking the temperature of his friend's skin.
Seeing the worry in the human's eyes, Legolas instantly tried to waver the man's concern. "Ts not as bad as you think." He muttered, "Continue, please."
"Yes, it is!" Aragorn insisted, using his good hand to push the elf over on the bed slightly, Sliding next to his friend, he wrapped his arm around Legolas's shoulders and pulling him close.
"Please," Legolas said impatiently gesturing for the man to move on with the story. Yawning widely again he let his head drop down against his friend's shoulder, feeling to tried to care about his 'weakness'.
Aragorn's soft, low, voice began to lure the prince asleep, his eyelids dropped lower and lower…finally closing and staying close as he drifted into a healing sleep. The man next to him continued to talk, his voice filling the room. Aragorn shifted and Legolas's head fell forward.
"Legolas?" he asked, but quickly realized what had happened. Gently taking the elf's face he moved him to a better position, chuckling softly before wrapping his arm more firmly around the elf. Slowly, his own eyes began to drift shut, and before he knew it, he was asleep.
It wasn't long before Elrond pushed the door open, arms full of blankets. Seeing his son and Legolas asleep, the lord preceded to be even quieter. Shaking the material out, he wrapped them both in the blankets. Aragorn jerked awake, however.
"Help me wrap him up and lay him back down…" Elrond whispered, noticing how his son's grey eyes still held that drowsy look. "How about you go get some sleep, ion-nin, you look exhausted."
"No, I want to stay with Legolas." Aragorn insisted, sitting himself down firmly on the chair.
"Estel…go." Elrond said, just as firmly along with his famous glare. "You'll make yourself sick!" Wrapping an arm around his son's shoulders he pushed him out the door. "Don't you worry, Aragorn, Legolas is in very capable hands."
Aragorn smiled at that, knowing that Elrond was the best healer in Middle-eath, and finally agreed to leave.
BYYOURSIDE
Back in his own room, the assassin smiled evilly. The elves where too kind for their own good, much to kind. But then again that had always been the folly of the good side, it was so much easier being bad. He didn't have to worry about doing the right thing, he did what was for his own benefit and he didn't have to worry about showing kindness to others.
His bloody, cut up palms and hands were a small price to pay for his freedom. The glass picture that had been left on the bed side table hadn't been hard to break. The hard part had come in without making too much noise, but he had covered it up with ranting and yelling, pretending that he was crazy.
After that, cutting his bonds had been hard. The glass had shredded his hands, but he was free!...or freer. He still needed to get out of the room.
Suddenly struck with inspiration, he waited patiently for his next meal to be brought, an evil grin still on his face. When the door finally opened, he was prepared.
Hiding under the large bed the man heard a loud gasp and let a smile forn on his lips. Rapid elvish words were being fired between the two guards, their tone frantic. He watched their boots move across the floor.
They were bending over the glass and the cut ropes and within seconds one pair of the boots had left, running swiftly past his hiding spot and out the door. The other pair of boots began pacing back and forth, standing guard just in front of the door.
So they weren't as stupid as he thought. This was a problem. His sharp mind began to quickly work through his possibilities. He had no weapons and the elf most surly did, but he had to get out before more help arrived. All too soon they would realize that the was in fact still in the room and would search carefully.
Soundly the boot stopped right by his hiding spot. Reaching out the grabbed the boot and yanked as hard as he could. The elf wavered then fell hard, hitting the ground with a thud. Immediately the assassin was rolling out, jumping to his feet.
The elf was just as quick, if not quicker, and was already standing. Pulling his sword out he held it at the ready, his eyes hard.
"I will kill you if I have too." The elf said smoothly, not a trace of fear in his voice.
"Not if I kill you first!" the man snarled, bending low and picking up a ragged piece of glass. Despite his confidence, both of them knew that the man was no match against the elf, not with the brains and muscle of the elf...but luck was on his side.
TBC…
oh dear oh dear! All of you who thoumore something else was going to happen know me too well! Lol!
sarathestarkidranger: That would be awesome, but sadly I don't think that will happen still I wish I had thought of it before! Thanks!
World-classgeek: I know! Everyone in middle-earth is just perfect. If I could go there, I would never come back! Thanks!
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The Phantom Dragon: You tell him! That guy can be too nice for his own good. We should teach him some lessons! Thanks!
Freddie23: Thanks! I hope that this one was good as well!
Robinsmum: Haha, you and Aragorn can gang up! Elladan and Elrohir had better get it right, or else! (Elrond would go insane if they did mess it up!) Thanks!
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Crystal di Angelo: The guy is too smart for his own good, I shudder to think of wha would happen if more came! That is a scary thought, I agre with you ouch!
ShadowHawq35: They did it! It's a goof thing too, Legolas wasn't going to last any longer!
LILEVILONE96: Lol! I wonder why you write that! Slowly but surely he is recovering!
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Epic Elven Warrior Princess: Thanks so much! I'm sure Legolas and Aragorn really need that now!
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