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Chapter Fourteen

Elrond sat in a soft, plush chair, keeping an eye on Legolas. His mind wondered though, he needed to find a way to get that assassin to talk, to tell him how Rhavan knew that Isildur's heir still existed. It was troubling that someone so evil knew about Aragorn, and he had wanted answers even since Legolas and Aragorn had returned. Now he had that opportunity and the Lord wanted to make the most of it.

The door opened behind him and Elrond glanced up, seeing Aragon in door way.

"I thought you were getting some rest." he said pointedly, raising his eyebrows. Aragorn smiled widely, shrugging his shoulders.

"I slept for...a couple hours." He answered glancing out the window to check the position of the sun. "Did Legolas awake at all?"

"No, he is exhausted and it wouldn't surprise me if he slept for quite a bit longer." Elrond answered, his gaze flicking back to the elf on the bed. Aragorn nodded, agreeing full heartily as he sat down across from his father.

"Where are Elladan and Elrohir?" he asked, wondering at their absence. They hadn't been in their rooms when he had checked them.

"I don't actually know. Knowing them, they are into trouble." Elrond muttered, giving his head a shake "I told them to go get some rest as well, but I guess that they didn't listen." Aragorn sniggered lightly, hiding the grin that crossed his face by turning away from his father and sitting on the edge of the bed.

"I swear, Aragorn, if you give your poor father as much trouble as they have, then I'll have grey hairs before you will!" the Lord muttered, raising to his feet and making his way towards the door. "Do you want anything to eat?" he asked, stopping with his hand on the door.

Aragorn nodded, giving the older being a smile "Yes, I'm practically staving!" he joked. Elrond rolled his eyes before leaving.

Aragorn sat silently with his best friend of the whole world, taking a deep breath and relaxing. The sounds of the night were calming and soothing to the soul. The sound of soft singing floated through the window and the wind played lightly with the curtains. He lifted his face to it, allowing its soft touch to calm him further.

They needed to write to King Thranduil, tell him what had happened. The king was not going to like what had happened to his son while he was visiting Aragorn, in fact he was probably going to exile his son to Mirkwood for the rest of his life. Then Aragon would get the "his life was normal until you came long" speech.

The man smiled at that, remembering all the trouble he and Legolas had gotten into and all the punishments that they had been forced to endure.

A creak from the bed sounded, breaking Aragorn's concentration. Looking to his left he found that Legolas had shifted, burrowing deeper under the heavy blankets even though he was still deeply asleep. The wind blew across the room again, and Legolas shivered.

This made the human frown. Legolas should not feel the cold, he should have rejoiced in the wind. Tenderly the man wrapped the elf a little firmer in his blankets, placing a hand on his shoulder once he was done.

This was very wrong and the man that was responsible for this was sitting in a room downstairs. Legolas was one of the strongest being that he knew, and any one that could reduce him so much that he actually had to depend on his friends for help deserved to die. Oh yes, the man would pay.

Aragorn needed to talk with the assassin, punch him more likely, but still he wanted answers. Anger was coursing through his veins, anger that had been held back while Legolas had needed him to be strong. But now Legolas was going to be just fine and as the worry cleared, his anger grew.

Getting to his feet, he glanced quickly back at Legolas to make sure that he was still sleeping soundly before leaving him alone.

He quickly made his way down the hall, adjusting the straps of his sling as he went. The arm that had been injured was bugging him, but he almost preferred the pain then the sling.

Pushing open the door he froze. Shattered glass covered the floor along with dark, ominous blood. One of the guards lay on the ground, dead. His own sword was embedded deep into his heart along with several deep gashes that crises crossed his face and chest.

No, no, no this was all wrong! Aragorn's brain shouted at him, willing his legs to propel him forward. Twisting around he took off at a headlong run, reaching down and grabbing a knife that was hidden in his boots. He needed to get to is father, tell him what had happened and then straight back to Legolas.

Bursting into his father's study he glanced around breathing heavily. His father was not there. His father had to be warned, guards had to be on the lookout….but then again, Legolas needed to be protected. Wait, his father was in the kitchens, getting food...but what about Legolas who knew how long the man had been free and if he had already attacked the sleeping elf.

Which one should he do first? Wheeling around Aragorn pelted back down the hallway, maybe he could do both. Maybe Elrond had returned by now!

Crashing through the door to Legolas's room he raised the knife, being suddenly wary. That man was out here somewhere and this was the most logical place. Breathing heavily, he did a full circle, narrowing his eyes and listening to every small movement.

Legolas's slow deep breaths were the only sound but Aragorn wasn't going to calm down until the man was caught again. Backing up to the bed the human placed one hand on the elf's shoulder, eyes glancing widely about still.

He needed to move Legolas out of here, as the assassin knew where the prince's room was, and Elrond still needed to be found. Pausing for a moment he did one more glance into every shadow before tucking his knife into his belt.

"Come one, Legolas, wake up." he said shaking him forcefully. As soon as the prince showed signs of awaking, the ranger wrapped an arm around his shoulders and pulled him up into a sitting position. The elf moaned, blinking his eyes open with some trouble.

"Estel…" he mumbled trying to twist around to look the man in the face. "What's going on?" he asked, rubbing his eyes blearily, his words slurring slightly. The ranger ignored the elf's question, pulling him up into a standing position.

"We've got to get you out of here." he said feverishly, gripping the prince firmly around the middle and supporting his weight when Legolas's legs crumpled underneath him.

"Estel, what's going on?" Legolas repeated, waking up more fully as his bare feet touched the cold ground. "What's wrong?"

"The assassin escaped...I've got to hid you." Aragorn answered, more carrying than walking his best friend out of the room.

"What?!" Legolas hissed, realizing the seriousness of the situation. "How long ago?" he asked in rapid succession, taking more of his own weight and stumbling along with the man. His hand tightened painfully on the man's shoulder trying his hardest not to burden the man.

"I don't know. I just found out." The ranger answered, kicking open a random door and dragging the elf in. It was a supply closet, packed tightly with blankets, pillows, and sheets. "You'll be fine here, Legolas, just don't leave."

Aragorn gently lowered the elf to the floor, trying his best to block out Legolas's furious voice as he complained about being left behind and Estel risking himself.

"Stay put." Aragorn ordered again, grabbing a blanket and throwing it across the elf's before getting to his feet. Legolas was having none of that though and gripped the shelves on either side of him pulling himself up.

"No." he said simply. "That man is looking for you, Estel, you have to stay put."

Aragorn, however, only smiled softly while one-handily pressing him back down."I need you to be safe and Ada needs to know. Here, keep this with you, just in case." He said firmly, looking the elf straight in the eyes while passing him the knife.

With that he rose gracefully to his feet and left, slamming the door shut behind him. Running back down the hallway, he prayed that Legolas would stay put.

BYYOURSIDE

The assassin crept slowly and carefully down the hallway, making for the door. If he could just get of this twice cursed elven place then he could escape and come back later when they least excepted it. Slipping through a door way he paused, getting his bearings before slinking forward.

Though he had been free for nearly three hours, he had tough luck getting out. First, and much to his emmbaresment, he had gotten hopelessly lost. And then there was the fact that he kept having to hide from the elves, who where almost impossible to hear coming Meaning that he quad to creep along, ears straining to pick up any sound.

Pounding footsteps were suddenly heard and he dived into a room, pressing one ear there as he heard shouts in Elvish. They must have discovered that he was missing by now…he had to act quickly. As soon as the noise died down he left the room, there was no time for secrecy.

BYYOURSIDE

Elladan and Elrohir ran down the hallway, swords out. The second guard guarding the man who had tried to kill both their brother and Legolas had found them, telling them what was wrong. They had also found the dead elf and immediately left, needing to find their brother to protect him.

"He will be in Legolas's room." Elladan shouted at his brother, panic clear on his face.

"What if we are too late?!" Elrohir shot back, attempting to push his legs even faster. The door to Legolas's room appeared before them but they did not slow down at all. Instead they took barrled into it, almost breaking it down with their force.

The room as empty, the bed devoid of any being.

"No…" Elrohir whispered in shock, not having excepted this.

"Estel!" Elladan shouted, spinning around as his sharp eyes looking for clues of any sort. "ESTEL!" there was no answer.

"The assiasn has them, both." Elrohir whispered in shock, sinking into a nearby chair in despair.

"I will not believe that!" Elladan hissed, twirling around to face his twin. "There was no sign of a struggle, meaning that Estel is still free. Legolas, though,…he may have been too weak…" the twin finished softly, his voice breaking softly with the last sentence.

"Estel is our main priority. As soon as he is safe, we will go find Legolas." Just then the door behind them opened. Willing around the twins held their swords firmly in defense position, not afraid to use them if whom ever came through that door was that man!

Elrond walked through the door, stopping short with surprise as he saw his sons pointing their swords at him.

"What in the name of the Valar are you doing?!" he asked, slamming down the tray of food he was carrying. "You could hurt someone!" Elladan and Elrohir weren't listening.

"Ada, he's gone ― "

"Legolas is missing ― "

"You must hurry!" the twins cried, lowering their swords and rushing to met him, panic causing their grey eyes to shine with fear.

"Slow down." Elrond commanded, holding up a hand to stop them. "What has happened? Where is Legolas?" he asked, his eyes were traveling across the room, taking in the empty bed.

"Ada," Elladan began quickly. "The assassin escaped! We came in search of Estel and found Legolas gone!"

Elrond frowned, before jumping into action as his mind comprehended the seriousness of the situation.

"Come with me, ion-nins. We must find Estel and help Legolas. Aragorn might be in the assassin's room, he wanted to talk to him." All three quickly ran from the room, hurtling down the steps and around a corner.

Just as they where rounding it, a second blur came around at the same time and all four collided.

BYYOURSIDE

Legolas swore softly under his breath, shrugging off the blankets Aragorn had wrapped around him. He was not going to stay put while Estel and the rest of the elves in Imladris where in trouble. Grabbing the shelves for support, the elf raised himself to his feet and braced himself against door.

Forcing it open the elf stumbling into the hallway, catching himself against the wall. Legolas took a deep breath, willing away the dizziness. Starting off Legolas kept both hands on the wall for support, trailing off after Aragorn.

BYOURSIDE

The assassin ran swiftly forward, stopping when he heard yelling and a crash. Rounding the corner carefully he found the whole family of Elrond sprawled ungracefully on the floor.

"Estel, is that you!" one of the twins shouted, he was sure which. The human scrambled to his feet, a second dagger clutched in his hand.

"Elrohir, Ada, Elladan, you scared me to death! Ada, the assassin ―"

"―I know, Aragorn." Elrond cut in quickly, also getting to his feet and helping the second twin up. The man around the corner sneered, glad to see how much panic he had caused in their lives.

"Estel," the first twin spoke softly and sadly, "Legolas is gone, we don't know what happened." He reached out and put a hand on the shoulder of the human in comfort. "We had to find you first, he's looking for Isildur heir after all! If he finds out that you are here-"

The assassin heard no more, for he was lost in a whirlpool of thoughts. He swore softly. Elrond's human son was the man they had spent centuries searching for? Isildur's heir was someone who had been in their grasp the whole time.

The voice's around the corner had stopped abruptly and the hiding man realized what he had done. He tightly gasped the knife he had taken from the elf he had killed and waited for his attackers to come around the corner.

TBC...

*chuckles evilly*

The Phantom Dragon: Haha! that is true! Besides I have nothing better to do with my time then think up Leggy torture!..lol do it!

DragonElf: Another excellent question...man, you come up with all the things that they really would have done! Hannon le!

Epic Elven Warrior Princess: That would be so nice! But it sounds like they are going for the final "battle"! Thanks!

ShadowHawq35: I feel really bad for the elf gaurd :( Plot twists, I love those things! Thanks!

LILEVILONE96: Because I felt like it!...and plus I am just that evil, which we all enjoy being! Thanks!

Freddie23: I love Legolas angst! Well, actually, that is an understatement. He is definitely not up to full strength yet! Thanks!

jack-damian: That is very true! I bet that Aragorn would very gladly take your advice as I am sure he is feeling very stupid at the moment! Thanks!

robinsmum: Ahh, yes, the cliffies that I am so in love with, if you hadn't noticed! I am sure all my readers hate me by now for them! Thanks, mellon-nin!

Elves are awesome: Aragorn would defiantly be the perfect person to do it! And he had better get going or who knows what could happen!

animepercystle: Yea, I tend to like my cliffies! They are a lot of fun!...as a reader they suck! Thanks!

world-classgeek: Nasy indeed! Aragorn had better take your advice. That would defiantly make everything a lot better! Thanks!

AmazingWriter123: I take pride in being evil! It is so much fun! But this ending was not bad right? What, who am I kidding, this is me writing, of course it was a cliffie! Lol and thanks!