Well, this is it, the final chapter of my drinking game story. Sob! Well, all good things must come to an end. I need to ask you my readers one small favor, could you read my poem called Through Elven Eyes. It's my first poem based on the friendship of Legolas and Aragorn and I wanted to know if it was true to those characters. Thank you.

Disclaimer: I do not own Aragorn, Legolas or Eomer. I just borrowed them and tormented them for awhile. Lol!

Me: Hey Aragorn, what's all that commotion I hear?
Aragorn: The guys are arguing about who you like the most.

Legolas: Elena likes me because I'm adorably cute and have pretty blue eyes.

Boromir: Elena likes me because, umm, I don't know why she likes me.

Sirius Black: Well Elena likes me because I protect her when danger comes around and I keep her laughing with my doggie tricks.

Phantom of the Opera: Oh please! Elena likes me because I sing beautiful songs to her and I am her angel of music.

Captain Jack Sparrow: Oh for crying out loud. Elena defiantly likes me because I am ruggedly handsome and since I am a pirate with lots of treasure, I can give her anything her heart desires.

Me: (sweat drops) Umm, to tell you the truth guys, I really like Captain Jack Sparrow more.

The guys stop in the middle of their arguing and look at me with wide eyes and mouths open.

Legolas: What, you don't like my adorable cuteness and pretty blue eyes. I'm hurt. He goes off into a corner then screams when a bunch of rabid fan girls attacks him.

Boromir: I'll save you Leggy! Die evil fan girls.

Sirius Black: And you don't like it when I turn into a cute puppy dog and give you those sweet longing eyes that nobody can resist. He turns into a dog then whimpers at me, giving me those sad puppy dog eyes.

Phantom of the Opera: And you don't like those sweet songs that I sing to you every night in your dreams? He goes insane and starts to climb the chandelier.

Captain Jack Sparrow: Well my luv, it looks like it's just you and me. Wait a minute. What the…… oh no. The muses turned evil and are attacking me. Ahhhhh!

Me: All well, like they say, all's fair in love and war.

Chapter Three: Recovery and Retribution.

Legolas awoke with the feeling of warm sunshine falling through the window. He groggily looked around, trying to remember where he was. He discovered he was in a healing room. That's strange, he thought, I don't remember being brought here. To tell the truth he didn't remember much except going outside one night and getting dreadfully sick, after that he remembered nothing.

He was worried about how weak he still felt; concerned that he should have had some strength back into him now. He slowly eased himself up, trying to get into a sitting position. He gasped as a sharp pain pierced his side. That gasp woke up Aragorn, who was sleeping in a chair next to the elf's beside.

"Good morning Mellon Nin, what's the matter?"

"My side hurts something awful, what happened?" a look of concern washed over Aragorn's face.

"You don't remember what happened the other night?"

"No, Aragorn. Please tell me."

"You and Gimli had a drinking game. Then Eomer said you went outside to get some fresh air. When you didn't come back after a few hours I became very concerned and asked Eomer to find you. We found you very ill and before we could get you into the healing wards you collapsed in my arms. Your side hurts because of all the vomiting you did last night just to get the poison out."

"I was poisoned?" Aragorn slowly nodded, tears running down his face.

"Yes my friend and it was my entire fault. For you see, I failed to tell Gimli that human ale is poisonous to elves. If he had known, none of this would have happened." Legolas just looked at his friend, not knowing what to say.

"All I can ask of you, Mellon Nin, is please forgive me. I almost lost you because of my foolish mistake, don't turn me away now." Legolas weakly put a hand up to Aragorn's face, slowly wiping away the tears in eyes.

"Oh my dear Mellon Nin, I forgive you, please don't cry. I shouldn't have drunk it in the first place. But I let the taunts of the men and Gimli get to me. I should have not listened to them." Aragorn smiled a weak smile, thankful that his friend has forgiven him. Now it was to the business of making sure he had a full recovery. He put a hand on the elf's forehead; it still felt warm with fever.

"You still have a fever. I will give you some tea latter to bring it down. But not without a little food in you stomach. Do you think you could handle it?" Legolas slowly nodded.

"I'll try, though I am extremely tired."

"Well after you have eaten and I have given your medicine for your fever I'll let you rest." And with those words, Aragorn left to get some breakfast for his still ailing friend.

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Legolas was still sitting on his bed with his eyes half closed when there was a knock at the door.

"Come in," he said, surprising himself at how weak he sounded. The door opened and to his surprise Gimli walked in.

"Gimli, I am glad to see you. I wondered when you would come to see me."

"I am glad to see you my friend, how are you feeling?

"I am still really tired and Aragorn says I still have a fever." Then to the elf's great shock the dwarf began to cry.

"Gimli! What is it?"

"Words can not express how deeply sorry I am for the harm that I caused you. I can only give you this token to really show you how sorry I'm really am. I made it my self." He gave Legolas a box that had gold trim around it and intricate designs of leaves and horses, and then he left.

Legolas carefully opened up the box, there nestled inside the box was the most beautiful necklace the young elf had ever seen. An emerald green leaf shone brilliantly, and wrapped within the leaf like it was being protected, was a ruby red heart. When Legolas saw how much work and friendship Gimli had put into the necklace just for him, he broke down and wept. A/N: This is not slash. So please don't think that it is.

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Aragorn was just returning from getting his breakfast for Legolas when he heard weeping coming from the healing wards. Panicking he told the servant with the food to wait outside and rushed inside to his friend. He saw the basin in front of Legolas so he knew that the elf must have gotten sick again. But then suddenly something caught his eyes. The elf was clutching something shiny to his heart, it was a necklace. I wonder where he got that from. He thought.

"Legolas, what happened? Where did the necklace come from?"

"Gimli came here while you were away. He was in tears and said that words couldn't express how sorry he felt for making me ill. Before I could say I forgive him, he gave me this necklace and left. He made it himself." He showed it to the ranger and Aragorn gasped at how beautiful and intricate the design was. Legolas continued to cry, going into dry heaves again.

"I didn't get to say I forgive him," he said with a shaky voice. "I didn't get a chance." Aragorn went over and put his arms around him, comforting him and brushing the hair from his face. Legolas cried till he could cry no more and sleep overcome again.

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The next morning Gimli entered into the healing room to find Aragorn again asleep in the chair. Legolas was sleeping also, but this time with eyes opened. He still looked a little pale, but Gimli knew that a lot was taken out of the elf and it took a long recovery to get him better.

Aragorn stirred then smiled when he saw Gimli sitting in a chair on the opposite side of the bed watching the sleeping elf.

"He is still sleeping." He put a hand on the elf forehead. The fever was gone.

"And he has no more fever. I believe our friend will recover." Gimli then noticed the necklace that he made for Legolas hanging around the elf's slender neck. Aragorn noticed too.

"That was the greatest thing a friend could ever do Gimli. It really touched his heart. Before he went to sleep last night he said that he had forgiven you." Gimli sighed, grateful that his friend had forgiven him. Legolas woke up, and then smiled to see his two friends sitting beside him.

"Good morning sunshine." Said Aragorn.

"Good morning Estel and Gimli. How are you two feeling today?"

"We are fine, how about you Mellon Nin?" asked the ranger.

"Much better. I feel like I could take on a whole bunch of orcs right now." Aragorn laughed.

"Well, I see the stubborn elf is back." Gimli laughed too.

"Yes, I agree." Suddenly a wicked grin flashed across his face.

"What is it Gimli?" asked Legolas. But if had known what comment was coming he would have regretted it instantly.

"Then what I said the night of the drinking game was true?"

"What's true?" said Aragorn curiously.

"That the elf can't hold his liquor."

Well, that's the ending. Hope to see you guys again soon when I decide to write another LOTR fan-fic. Until then may the Valar's grace shine upon you on your life's journey.

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