Once they arrived at the healing wing Aragorn lead Gimli to were their friend's bed was. The dwarf leaned against the wall for support as the man pulled the cover away from the elf's body. Gimli gasped putting his hands to his mouth their friend's pale yellow hair was matted with blood and his body had lost all it's coloring, Slowly the dwarf inched foreward towards the bed and Aragorn put an arm around the dwarf in comfort his own face growing pale at seeing how fast the elf's body had changed from when he had seen him last.

" Oh my God, Legolas!"

Gimli touched Legolas' cheek gently and turned his face to Aragorn. The man nodded answearing the dwarf's silent question. Gimli turned his face towards the elf again as he ran his fingers on Legolas' cheek slowly. He felt the stickness of dried blood and shook his head.

" They hurt him too badly, Gimli."

Gimli didn't answear instead he burried his face onto the elf's chest. Aragorn grimaced at the pain in his chest it felt as if someone was purpessly trying to take his heart out. Gimli strighted silently and walked shakeingly out of the room. The man covered their friend up and went to find Gimli. The dwarf had sank by the hallway wall his head burried in his hands the man went to him and kneeled in front of him, He rubbed his friend's shoulder in concern.

" Gimli?"

Gimli didn't say a thing but fell foreward into the man's chest shaking hard. Aragorn held his friend close knowing that seeing Legolas had at last made the elf's death real for his friend and not just something he was hearing others talk about. Gimli in fact hadn't really prosesed that fact even when they were planning the funeral for Legolas, but now it did and it was hitting the dwarf harder than anything ever had before.

" Legolas..........................."

Sobs flowed from the dwarf and he burried his face onto the man's chest, Aragorn wept openly with him. Gimli felt he would never be able to stop crying again, his chest felt like it was on fire and he wailed in pain.

" Gimli, I'm sorry....I'm so sorry, my friend!"

Aragorn's grip tightend on the dwarf he was afraid for both of them and didn't know how comfort his friend when he felt so bad himself.