Aragorn watched silently as one by one all of them said goodbye to Legolas. Arwen touched Aragorn's shoulder reading the expression on his face as he watched this.

" Honey, would you like me to go up there with you?"

The man didn't say a thing turning his back to the scene before him, Arwen didn't press it instead she put her arms around his tense body.

" It's my fault..."

He whispered. Arwen felt his whole body treableling.

" Honey, he saved your life."

Aragorn bowed his head kicking a small rock with the soul of his shoe.

" If I hadn't been so frightend and went after him when he leaped from the tree...he wouldn't of been killed!"

" Estel."

Another voice, warm and comforting fell on his ears. He turned to see Gandalf standing there. Aragorn bit his lip to keep himself in check in front of their old friend. The wizard gently lead him abit aways from the scene then stopped by a tree. Aragorn sagged against him as he looked up at the tree that was full of blooms. Legolas had loved all trees but this one had been his favorite.

" This was his favorite tree..."

" Estel, what Legolas did was very brave. He gladly gave his life for you."

" Gladly?"

Aragorn whispered.

" Yes gladly. He loved you. Your friendship with each other was tested millions of times and this was the last test..."

Aragorn whimpered saddly and Gandalf held him in a tight embrace as the man burried his face on his friend's shoulder his body shaking so badly that it frightend him.

" Estel, what is scareing you so much? It's not just the fact Legolas is dead is it?"

Aragorn shook his head unable to say anything.

" You will never be without his friendship. He will always be with you."

" He wasn't suppose to die!"

Aragorn cried out finally finding his voice.

" He was suppose to be able to sail! He wasn't suppose to die!"

Gandalf nodded in understanding and Aragorn grew silent again not able to fight the anger and dispair within himself. The wizard put his hand gently on the tree and bid Aragorn to do the same. The tree softly waved its leafs whispering gently into the wizard's heart as his other hand rubbed his friend's shoulder.