Aragorn sighed as he crawled into bed that night it had been a very fun two days, but he was feeling very worn out and very emotional, he closed his eyes and was snoring within a few mintues.
" Come on, Estel! It's this way!"
Legolas and Aragorn hurried over to where the elf was pointing in joy. The young man stopped and stared his jaw dropping at what he saw.
" This is so sweet, Mellon nin! Hannon le!"
Legolas laughed as his friend hugged him, he was glad this birthday gift had made the human happy.
" Happy birthday, Estel and may many more come your way!"
Aragorn smiled in his sleep as he dreamed about his best friend, but those good dreams didn't last long until he was dreaming about Legolas' death. He awoke when he felt tears slideing down his nose as he had been sleeping on his side. The man sat up in bed wondering where he was and gasped as he remembered. He heard a knock on the door and shakely told whoever it was to come in.
" Hey, laddie."
" Gimli?"
The dwarf sighed and nodded.
" Aye, it's me. I was dreaming about Legolas and it appears you have been too."
Aragorn nodded speechless and Gimli came closer and suddenly saw the teartracks on his friend's face, he didn't need to even guess at what the tears where about as he sat on the bed beside his friend.
" It's just rough."
Aragorn said wipeing his eyes.
" Aye, I know, Laddie. Seems like no matter how many good dreams I have I always end up dreaming about his body in the healing wing."
Aragorn gave up the fight and wept softly, Gimli rubbed his back sootheingly as they talked quietly about what they had been dreaming about.