" It'll just take time..."
Gimli whispered touching his friend's back. Aragorn tried to fight back his tears as he stormed away from his friend and slamed himself onto the bed grabbing Legolas' pillow and sqeezeing it tightly against his chest. The dwarf sat beside the man and touched the pillow his own heart twisting in pain.
" I d...don't want it to t...take t...time!"
The man choked out, Gimli nodded.
" I know, Laddie."
Aragorn's face was a bright red and he bit his lip again. The dwarf watched as his friend tried to press the pillow closer against his chest and moaned painfully.
" Are you well?"
Aragorn shook his head.
" Hurts!"
Gimli put his arms around the man and embraced him. Aragorn burried his face on the pillow and smelling his best friend's sent on the texture he began to weep helplessly as Gimli still kept his arms around him trying to soothe him the best he could.
" He shouldn't be gone!"
" It's not your fault. You tried everything you could to help Legolas."
" He is still dead!"
" Yes. Our friend is still dead. I know it hurts...."
" No, Gimli. You wasn't there you don't know..."
" No, I wasn't there, Laddie. But that dosen't mean it hurts any less."
" I'm sorry......"
Both grew silent but Gimli still held his friend in an embrace knowing full well that it was in times like these when all you could do was hug and cry together and Aragorn needed that more than anything else right now.