Consequences of a Suggestion

They continued to walk through the dark, dank halls of Moria, an unsettling feeling that continued to make Aragorn and Legolas uneasy. The pain in Legolas' head still clouded his concentration. Many things that happened around him did not register.

Suddenly Gimli was running towards a stone coffin in the middle of a death-ridden room. Legolas soon felt a hand grab his arm and begin to pull him towards the rank tomb in which Gimli knelt, weeping over a newly carved sarcophagus.

Nausea hit Legolas like a huge wave as he began to sway on his feet. Aragorn his friend before he hit the ground and then there was a crash. Everyone looked to Pippin who stood looking guiltily at the well that stood behind him.

Legolas saw Gandalf say something but it fell on deaf ears as his vision began to blur around the edges.

"Legolas?" Aragorn took his friend's face in his hands "Legolas look at me…"

Drumbeats sounded in the deep halls of Moria causing Aragorn's heart to drop. There was a fight to be had.

Aragorn jumped to his feet, leaving Legolas leant against a wall. Frodo went to Legolas' side, concern filling his eyes as he watched the Elf's eyes droop as he lost the battle to stay conscious.

"Legolas, please wake." Said Frodo as he lightly tapped Legolas on the cheek. The elf stirred a little and Frodo breathed a sigh of relief when icy blues orbs met his.

"Just stay with me ok." Said Frodo attentively as he stroked the Elf's forehead.

Gandalf watched as Frodo took the position of looking after the elf. Frodo had always had a kind heart. He hated to see anyone hurt and always did his best to help them when they were. Aragorn soon returned after helping Boromir barricade the door.

"Frodo, I want you to stay with him."

"I shall protect him Aragorn, I swear." Replied Frodo as he stood shoulders back. It brought a smile to Aragorn's lips.

"Aragorn I can fight." Said Legolas weakly as he tried to get up.

"Are you mad Legolas, you are sitting out this fight my friend." Aragorn paused "Besides your aim is questionable when you are hurt."

Legolas' eyes rolled to the back of his head as his consciousness was robbed of him.

"No, no, no, no… Legolas wake up." Said Aragorn as he tried to wake his friend.

Suddenly the room burst with energy as the Orcs managed to break through the barricades.

"Stay with him." Aragorn instructed again, as he went and joined the fight.

Orcs desperately fought there way to the elf, desperate to take advantage of him in his moment of weakness. Frodo fought them off as best he could, but he was beginning to tire.

Legolas slowly began to come around again. Noises ringing in his ears as he tried to focus. He then realised he was in the middle of a fight. He saw Frodo desperately trying to fend of every Orc that came at him.

Legolas got onto his feat. His head protested at great length but he needed to help Frodo, he had to protect the ring bearer.

One Orc came up behind Frodo, blade ready to run the hobbit through. Legolas took only a second to decide what to do. Better he than the ring bearer. He threw himself, weakly in front of the Orc and Winced as the rusty, cold blade pierced his flesh. Frodo turned in surprise and was shocked to see the Elf, impaled on the Orc's sword. Only when the Orc removed it, did Legolas fall to the ground. The Orc was distracted, only for a few seconds, but it was enough time for Frodo to kill the foul beast.

Frodo dropped to the Elf's side. Legolas was coughing as blood began to fill his mouth.

"Why did you do that?" asked Frodo as he looked at the elf with solemn eyes.

"Better me than you… the fellowship… needs you." Legolas paused as he desperately tried to catch a breath.

"But you're a prince." Frodo replied "I am just an ordinary hobbit."

"My title me-means… nothing."

Frodo looked around for Aragorn.

"ARAGORN." He shouted desperately.

The ranger leant against the wall and noticed Frodo and Legolas. He saw the troll heading for the two and instantly leapt into action.

He grabbed a spear and drove it into the troll's flesh. It did little as the troll threw Aragorn across the room, rendering him unconscious.

Frodo watched, wide eyed in shock. The troll once again began to approach the pair. But suddenly it fell to the ground, sending Merry and Pippin, scuttling across the floor.

The fight was over.

Aragorn began to come around again. He saw Legolas lying on his back, blood seeping from his perfect mouth.

"No," he mouth as he crawled to his friend's side.

All the fellowship stood and watched as Aragorn pulled Legolas into his arms.

"I thought I told you to sit this fight out." Said Aragorn as he assessed the damage.

"I… had to… save Frodo." He replied, "I'm sorry… Aragorn… I'm… sorry."

"Shhh, there's no need to be sorry."

"I let you… down." Legolas paused "the fellowship… down."

Legolas winced and let out a pained cry as he felt his strength slip through his fingers like the blood seeping from his wound.

"Remember me… remember our friendship." Said Legolas as he began to give up.

"No, no, no, your not going to die. I'm telling you know. It's not an option." Tears were forming and falling from Aragorn's eyes.

"Sorry," was the last thing Legolas said before he went limp in Aragorn's arms.

"Legolas… LEGOLAS!"

Well there it is the next Chapter. I am soooo sorry it took so long. I have other stories that I have been trying to update or finish and I forgot about this one. Hope this chapter was worth the wait and next one will be up soon. Please review.