A/N: Hey I told you I would follow plot of both book and movie! *hides* I'll make it better I promise! Ok! Time to see how much Legolas can take! Mwahahaha! Any ways you know the drill read then review and then beg for more! :D Not really. Just please review! If I spelt some thing wrong please inform me, it would be greatly appreciated! I don't know how to accent so sorry! The song in this chapter is Over The Hills & Far Away by Nightwish, I had to tamper it a little… to fit the story! I'm sorry!

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Chapter 5: Fade in Sorrow.

"Aragorn fell… it wasn't possible!" Gimli looked at Legolas "Surly it's not true!" He looked at his friend his hope dying even more the longer he gazed at the sorrow in the elf's eyes."It is, if the pain has started to kill him already."

"Aragorn would have joined the regroup if he could. He must have fallen during the battle… I left his side, Gimli, I left him" A shuddering sigh escaped the elf "I failed him, Gimli, I failed him." Gimli's eyes widened at the self hate and accusation the elf had uttered.

"Nay! You did not fail him. Legolas he would have not wished this on you. Do not burden your self with wrongful accusations! If it had been you in his stead he would not be happy!" Gimli tried to bring the old elf back the cherry, bright, happy one. Not this shell of sorrow and pain. Legolas just gave a small ghost of a smile, before turning back to the cliff.

"Feathers lie on the stone and mud surrounding the river. Great eagle feathers…" Legolas seemed confused but he only showed it in his eyes along with his pain and sorrow, his face still showed nothing, blank, nothing. His body was tensed, as if waiting a blow that had already been struck to the heart and soul, a blow that would reach flesh from bone, soul from body and destroy even the most strong of men, dwarf, or elf. Gimli walked up, looking down just to see as the elf stated Great Eagle feathers scattered over the stone and mud of the river between the walls of the gasping cliff.

"We must reach Helmsdeep quickly! Leave the dead." Théoden said his voice seemed sad; this news disturbed him and the loss of men also. Legolas slowly turned away from the cliff, hand clenched around Arwen's gift. He kept his hand pressed to his breast the silver chain hanging down, Legolas moved away walking slowly to Arod the white stallion gifted to his and Gimli's care by Eomer. Legolas quickly got onto the horse he turned his head one last time to the cliff, his eyes saw a silhouette of a winged man! Legolas barley saw it out of the corner of his eye his open hand leaned down to help his dwarf friend. He snapped his head back to the cliff only to see nothing. He kept his head turned toward the cliff looking, waiting, the pain drowned for a moment in shock and hope "Could it be! Aragorn is alive? Please gods above if you can hear me let him come back to me!"

"Legolas, is something wrong?" Gimli asked he knew elves were weak when it came to the grief of losing a loved one. Gimli also knew that if Aragorn was truly gone Legolas would fade or maybe after the war or during it leave in the grey ships to cross the sea and go to the Elvin Island, or could he take his own life? The thought scared Gimli "Aragorn, if you can hear me get your stinking arse back down here and save him!" Gimli pated Legolas's knee "Legolas? Are more orcs coming? Is there danger?" Gimli shock his head when Legolas turned to him again offering a shy apologetic smile.

"Nay, master dwarf. I thought I saw something on the opposite cliff side for a moment..." his words died and his eyes clouded again with misery and pain as his hope died "What an I thinking, No mortal could survive that fall. Slowly I will fade from this realm of life, the halls of my ancestors and this world slowly blurred and mixed before I leave this land behind forever more…" Legolas lifted the dwarf onto the horses back behind him.

"Let us leave this accursed place!" Eomer shouted above the other voices, moving at the back of the group Legolas said not a word his body tensed. Gimli wanted to lighten his friend's heart at least a little.

"Legolas, you have not said a word since we left the battle. Please, sing at least?" The remark of the dwarf caught Legolas by surprise "Who would have thought a day would come when a dwarf asked me to sing if I would not speak other wise?" Legolas smiled at the dwarf over his shoulder, it was a small one but it was at least a happy one.

"You would have me sing, Gimli? I never thought a day would come when a dwarf wished an elf to sing." Legolas gave a small chuckle but it still sounded sorrowful "Gimli, I do not know if I am able to sing, with such sorrow weighing down my heart." Despite Legolas's words Gimli urged him on, almost on the point of beg, when softly, feather soft, Legolas started to sing. Gimli listened attentively, although he was a dwarf and his pride would never permit him to say it, he enjoyed the singing of Legolas. Even if the song was a sad one, he listened and waited as Legolas sung the sad tune,

"They came for him one winters night, Arrested he was bound.

They said there'd been a robbery, His weapon had been found.

They marched him to the prison cell, He waited for the dawn.

And as they led him to the dock, He knew that he'd been wronged.

'You stand accused of robbery', He heard the bailiff say.

He knew with out an alibi, Tomorrows light would mourn his freedom.

Over the hills and far away, For ten long years he'll count the days.

Over the mountains and the seas, A prisoners life for him there'll be.

He knew that it would cost him dear, But yet he dare not say.

Where he had been that fateful night, A secret it must stay.

He had to fight back tears of rage, His heart beat like a drum.

For with the wife of his best friend, He spent his final night of freedom.

Over the hills and far away, He swears he will return one day.

Far from the mountains and the seas, Back in her arms he swears he'll be.

Over the hills and far away, Over the hills and, Over the hills and,

Over the hills and far away.

Each night within his prison cell, He looks out through the bars.

He reads the letters that she wrote, One day he'll know the taste of freedom.

Over the hills and far away, She prays he will return one day.

As sure as the rivers meet the seas, Back in his arms is were she'll be.

Over the hills and far away, He swears he will return one day.

Far from the mountains and the seas, Back in her arms is where he'll be.

Over the hills and far away, She prays he will return one day.

As sure as the rivers reach the seas, Back in his arms is where she'll be.

Over the hills, Over the hills and far away.

Over the hills, Over the hills and far away…"

Legolas let out a sigh, looking down at his hand finally realizing he had been holding Aragorn's gift so tightly it was cutting into his hand, making it bleed. His eyes followed the crimson trail down from his hidden palm to the silver chain dripping onto his leg or to his wrist down even further till it disappeared under the sleeve of the tunic he wore. Gimli eyed the elf's back wondering if the elf was ok.

"Legolas? Are you… You're bleeding!" Gimli had finally seen the hand that was holding the small elvin star. He looked around noticing that Eomer was riding beside them worry clearly showed for the elf's well being.

"Legolas will you let me tend the wound? I do not wish to disturb you, but you are bleeding" Eomer's concern caused the elf to smile it was small and laced with pain.

"I may bleed, but that is not the worst wound I suffer, I am fine" Legolas got off Arod since they had entered the city… fortress of Helmsdeep. He helped Gimli down then looked at Eomer again this time in the eye "I can't get any help for the hurts I suffer now. I will take my leave and walk alone, if I may, my lord?" Legolas pleaded with Eomer with his eyes asking to be alone.

"Yes, you may, friend." Eomer gave the elf leave letting out a soft sigh as the elf walked away "well, I am sorely displeased at this. What does he mean he can not get help for his greater hurts?" Eomer shook his head "I wonder if elves make sense at all at times…" he had turned to leave when Gimli made him self known again.

"He means before any of us see another summer he will leave this realm" Gimli looked up at the horse lord waiting for a reply.

"What? You mean he will leave on the grey ships?" this made Eomer even more confused "Why would pain make him sail?"

"No. Have you heard of what happens if an elf is over whelmed with grief?" the dwarf gave a look of sadness to the horse lord before him, before continuing "They fade. They disappear with out a trace from this realm of life. In simple words he will die from grief." Gimli walked away to leave Eomer in his thoughts. Gimli looked up at the sky "Aragorn if we meet in the after life you had better be ready to battle, no dwarf lets his friends die!"

~~~~~~~~(Legolas pov)~~~~~~~~

"Aragorn, why, why did I leave you? This is my fault. I deserve this pain. Why was I so stupid?" he sobbed clutching the star to his chest falling to his knees. He had moved to an edge of the Fortress to cry and not let it show to the others. "I am a Prince-ling I should not cry! But… Adar would understand… he has lost his mate. Mother what do I do? I have failed the sacred task of protecting the dearest to my heart." Legolas weptno longer caring if some one heard him, and those who did felt heavy grief and despair for who ever wept so. Legolas did not know how long he and been by the wall crying alone. He stood from his knees and walked slowly back to the gate to seek out Gimli and stay near his friend "I left Aragorn, and he is gone now. So I shall see to it Gimli lives through the coming battle even if it costs me my life."

~~~~~~~~(Aragorn pov)~~~~~~~~

I fell from the cliff pushed by a warg that was killed by the fall. I remember the feel of pain shooting down my back then hearing the rip of the shirt I had on. I saw eagle wings around me flapping frantically I was lifted up barley getting to the cliff side's lip to grab on when the wings failed. My and tired body felt more than just my weight "What is this? Why would a Great Eagle help me?" Icouldn't take any more I crawled away from the cliff's collapsing and slipping into oblivion. When my horse woke me I hosted my self into the saddle "Legolas needs me! Oh n, if he thinks me dead… No! I have to get to Helmsdeep!" I looked around realizing I was on the cliff opposite to the battle. "How…?" I look around. What ever or who ever saved me is gone. I weakly tug my cloak around me "How did my shirt become so torn?" The horse started towards Helmsdeep the gaping hole where the cliff was narrowed and sloped down to a river bed where we crossed and got closer to the Fortress. I looked up at the walls slowly growing taller as I approached.

~~~~~~~~( Legolas pov)~~~~~~~~

I had drawn close to the gate before I looked up "Why are all the people so happy?" The crowd around the gate, He looked to the center of the people eyes widening "He's alive! Oh, thank you what ever god spared him! My mate yet lives!" Legolas stood still at the edge of the crowd unsure of what to do next. He looked at the Horse that pawed the ground uneasy as it's rider dismounted.

"You have returned! The others said you had fallen from the cliffs! How do you fare?" Legolas heard Eowyn say.

His heart clenched "I know you long for him, naive woman! He is MINE!" Legolas's hands clenched into fists again, he concentrated on the pain in his palm as the cuts were reopened, again. If he didn't he would most likely push through the crowd and leap on Aragorn kissing him in front of these the crowd of people… not a good idea but it did sound appealing to show Aragorn belonged at his side and no one else's… no he could not.

Aragorn's voice rose to address Eowyn "I fare, as well I may at the moment, my lady. Where is Théoden, I must speak to him of the coming battle." Legolas felt relief wash over him; Aragorn felt no return of longing toward the maiden.

"I am here, Strider. The relief I feel for the return of you is great. I fear that we lost men in the earlier battle, though." Théoden was now standing with the others "It also seems you need new cloths and healing. Would you sit and let this be?"

Aragorn looked at the king "I would first speak to you with the rest of the Grey Company including; Legolas, and Gimli. "The king of the Mark nodded turning to go to his quarters were they would speak.

"Eomer, please collect Legolas." Théoden spoke to his son before moving to his rooms. The crowd finally cleared, leaving Legolas standing by him self. Eomer gave him a nod before leaving as Gimli had nearly run Aragorn over when he came in the gate, and was now walking with the Lord of the Mark.

"You are late." Legolas looked Aragorn up and down "And you look terrible. Do you need to be tended to?" Legolas couldn't help the comment; it was all he could think to say. His skin was tainted by a pink tint. Aragorn gave him a grin.

"Well I did not mean to keep you waiting" the amusement dropped from the ranger replaced by worry "Are you alright? Please for give me, Legolas." Aragorn toke Legolas's hand in his "I was careless in the battle. Please say you forgive my stupidity!" The comment took Legolas off guard.

"What apology do you owe me? I am the one who should have protected you, Aragorn. Here, An orc pulled this off you before you fell." Legolas murmured as he handed the elvish star to Aragorn.

Aragorn's hand shot up to his neck eyes wide "Thank you, I did not realize I had lost it, I was too worried about you. Blood?" Aragorn looked at Legolas's hand "Legolas! What made you cling to it so hard you cut your hand? "Aragorn slipped the star around his neck quickly before taking the wounded hand and examining it closely waiting for an answer.

"I… I was so scared you were dead I didn't notice it until we were nearly inside the fortress. When I heard Eowyn talking to you I clenched my hand around it to keep from kissing you to show you are mine." A blush tinted Legolas's checks "Should we join the others with Théoden?" Legolas shifted nervously. Aragorn kissed his cut palm.

"Yes, let us go to the others." Aragorn took the elf's hand and guided him to Théoden's rooms. They talked about what to do as the day slowly passed night closing in.

A/N: This is the fastest chap since one! I think… any way hope you like it! Doesn't worry, all will be explained, if you are confused about the Great Eagle! First one to guess the right thing wins a hug and cookies!