Zam! eep! don't hurt yourself ! wacking the keyboard with your head could break it!!!!!!!!!!
aw...look at that! you made Legolas cry! *whacks Zam* BAD GIRL!
Aragroin...Araporn..........I know where your mind is now! keep away from my baby!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
Halo.....lmbo...Eomer is a tad dense, isn't he? But I love him anywayz! *huggles my dumb, but cute Rohirrim*
Halo.......you have a wrath?! AHAHAH! ...sorry. LoL. I got caught up in the moment when those guys started laughing.
I know, I am evil, aren't I? But so are you! I learned it from da best! LoL.
musicgrl-1989....I would be eternally grateful if your friend gave me a way to speak Elvish. *hugs you*
I would never kill my Estel-baby...............would I?! BWHAHA!
Freakizimi!!!!!!!!!!! No problem for not having reviewed before......lol....I am a happy person. No reason to be sad! Thanks I'm glad you like!
Elrond will need that first aid kit in this chapter!
Nili, you think you had a weird mental image of Elrond?
How about this: you know the old show Dr. Quen(however you spell her name) Medicine Woman?
WEll, how about this...Dr. Elrond, medicine woman......or Elf.....lol
Yea...EStel makes a mean cheese sandwich. LoL.
Don't hurt me! you know My Estel is too noble and kind to let himself die while his buddies are grieving! LoL...I knew he needed a little shove............good job, Nili! LoL.
Well, here is the last chapter of hte story so no more tension for now!
Xae-chan..what can I say? I love angst...lol.
Estel is mine to cuddle! I will bandage him all up after i'm done! LOL. But thanks for reviewing!
OKAY, this is some advertisement for my sister, Zam Kenobi..............There and BAck AGain: A Journalist's Tale...........or something like that. I can't remember the title right about now.........but it IS FUNNY! The trailer is up now....read if you want a good laugh!
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any recognizable characters or places....those are Tolkien's...so, don't own, don't sue don't worry.....you wouldn't get anything anywayz...I'm a poor writer that lives off imagination.
I own RinIauren'(I made that up myself!), the characters Golradir, Calaglin, Dinendal, and Golradir. (The names are Tolkien's, I'm just borrowing them to slap them on a character.....) Aight? Aight...lol Just don't use them w/o my permission!
A/N: REMEMBER, this is NOT slash. NONE WHATSOEVER!!!
Okay, this chapter might be a bit of a tear jerker...I'm not sure, but just in case, have your tissues ready!
Ch. 8
Legolas cradled Aragorn against his chest, willing that the breath of life stay in his body as he raced up to the door of Elrond's home in Imladris.
"Lord Elrond!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Aragorn laid limply in his best friend's arms, unable to do anything, barely able to breathe.
His sight had failed him long ago.....
Or maybe it was because he couldn't find the strength to open his eyes? The Ranger couldn't tell. All he knew was that he was hurting....a lot.
Elrond rushed to the door, his breath catching in his throat as he saw his foster son, bloody and barely alive, in Legolas's arms.
"By the Valar, what has happened?"
A look of unbearable pain flashed into Legolas's eyes. "I—I...."
"Never mind, young Prince. All can be explained later. We must get him well,"Elrond interrupted, seeing the Prince's dazed, exhausted, sorrowful state.
Legolas followed Elrond nimbly up the stairs of his home and into Aragorn's room. He laid his friend down on the bed.
At that moment, Elladan and Elrohir burst into the room.
"We heard something—Oh, no, Estel!"
Immediately, the twins rushed to their younger brother's side.
"My sons, please try to awake Estel. I fear that if he cannot be roused now..."Elrond trailed off as he began to clean and examine Aragorn's wounds, leaving his statement hanging. He had not the heart to say what he thought would happen.
"Estel!!!!!! Little brother, come back to the light,"Elrohir called, tears welling in his eyes as he noted the deathly stillness of Aragorn's body.
Aragorn barely stirred, trying to figure out who was calling his name, and why. He wished he could reply to them, but no, sorry. He was too busy concentrating on living.
"Aragorn son of Arathorn, heir of Isildur. If you do not awaken now, then we shall find a way to force you to,"Elladan half yelled, his fear pushing him to sounding angry.
Legolas knelt next to Aragorn's bed. He gently brushed an arrant strand of the Dunadan's hair from his face with a shaking hand, too exhausted to yell as the twins were yelling.
"Estel, please awaken, my friend. I'm sorry! Please! I beg you to come back to us. Please, if you will never speak to me again after this ordeal, I will not ask anything more of you.......just please, come back to us,"Legolas half sobbed, his self control wearing down to nothing as sorrow, guilt, and exhaustion bore down on him.
Aragorn's mind spun dizzily as he tried to focus on the words being said to him. My, those voices sounded oddly like his brothers...and Legolas.
They sounded so sad.....That was the last thing he wanted to do, was to cause anguish for his friends and family.
Aragorn fought his eyelids up, which felt as heavy as lead.
"His eyes are opening,"Elrohir pointed out in a hushed voice.
Elrond's face loomed into view over Aragorn's field of vision. Though his eyes were glazed and his sight blurry, he could recognize the face of his father.
"Ada.....?"
"Yes, it is I, my son...sh...save your strength,"Elrond soothed as he continued to work on his son's numerous injuries.
When Elrond got to Aragorn's chest, he winced as his gaze strayed to the swollen, bruised area. The Elf lord gently ran his hand over Aragorn's chest, feeling for broken bones.
Aragorn's eyes widened and he whimpered as Elrond prodded his throbbing chest. He struggled against his father's gentle hands, but was held down by his twin, Elven brothers and Legolas.
Elrond sighed softly. There was almost too many injuries for him to heal......
He had no idea as to how long Estel had lived *this* long.
And, he had no idea as to how Estel was going to make it through the night...
Elrond slowly shook his head as Aragorn went limp and into unconsciousness once more as pain overtook him.
Still, he had to try. For his foster son's sake, as well as his own, he had to try.....
He could not give up hope just yet.
* * * * * * * * *
"You three get some rest. I will stay with Estel,"Elrond stated softly many hours later.
Legolas, Elladan, and Elrohir shot Elrond a questioning look.
"There is nothing I, nor you, can do. We have done everything we can for Estel....now, it is up to him,"Elrond murmured, his head bowing slightly.
With heavy sighs, the three younger Elves trudged from the room. Legolas barely made it to the room he usually stayed in when he visited Rivendell. Once there, he collapsed upon the bed.
Before he dropped off into sleep, his last thought was that his dear friend live....
The twins went back to their own rooms, but sleep did not come to them, for their worry for their younger brother claimed their full attention.
Elrond sat at Aragorn's bedside, a constant bedside vigil. He gently bathed the young man's forehead with a cool cloth, trying to sooth him.
Aragorn's chest rose in shallow breaths, too labored for Elrond's liking, but he had done everything he could......
He had tried to mend every broken bone in Aragorn's chest, and mend all other injuries, but there had been too many to count...
The Elven lord of Imladris ran a hand gently over Aragorn's forehead. "If you leave us, little one, disaster will come in the wake of your parting.......I know not what we will do if you are gone,"he murmured.
Aragorn laid there, no change.
"When you were first brought to me, I did not know what to do with you. I must admit that I did not want you here........I was a cold, lost man, Estel. I had become cold and distant after Celebrian's journey over the sea...and you opened my heart. You made me love you.......you brought life back to Rivendell,"Elrond whispered, tears coming to his eyes.
"As the years passed, you became a small, but sturdy child. When you would get ill, I would worry over you, for I am an elf, unused to illness...........as you grew older, you would leave the safety of home and come back in pretty sorry shape,"Elrond continued as Aragorn stirred slightly. "And as always, I would cure you of whatever ailment or injury that you would come upon."
Aragorn's hearing began to emerge into existence, unbeknownst to the Elf at his bedside.
"Now, you are a man, no longer the child I first brought into my home..................From the first day I had you in my home, I knew that one day, fate would take you from me, but that time is not supposed to be upon us, yet. Estel, please.............do not leave us here in Imladris....do not leave me,"Elrond pleaded.
"My son, I love you..."
Unbidden tears slipped from Elrond's eyes as Aragorn continued to be unresponsive. He clutched Aragorn's limp hand in his, silent sobs shaking his form.
Aragorn opened his eyes blearily to see Elrond crying next to him. Summoning all his strength, he weakly squeezed his adoptive father's hand.
"Please, Ada....do not cry,"Aragorn managed, his voice hoarse and choked.
Elrond's head jerked up as he heard Aragorn's soft plea. "Oh, Estel...."
Aragorn weakly pulled his father into a hug.
The Elf lord embraced his son, wishing to hug him tighter, but did not for fear of aggravating his injuries.
"Don't be afraid, Ada....I won't go anywhere,"Aragorn murmured.
Elrond smiled faintly, putting a finger to Aragorn's lips. "Such hope in one who is in such pain.....rest, my brave son....rest."
Aragorn nodded slightly, his eyes drifting shut as his grip on consciousness fled him.
Elrond sighed softly. Yes, Aragorn's words would be correct.....he was going to be okay......Aragorn was not going anywhere.
At least not while Elrond still had strength left in his body.....
Thus, Elrond stayed by his son's side....
* * * * * * * * *
Aragorn drug his eyelids open to see the soft morning sunlight spilling through his window. He sighed in contentment, wincing as pain laced through his awareness.
Still, the pain did not dampen his contentment. The sight of the sun rising was something he had been afraid he would never see again.....
He turned his head slowly to see his adoptive father sitting at his bedside, his upper body resting on the bed.
"Oh, Ada......"Aragorn muttered softly, his voice choked and barely there from his earlier fever. The human gently caressed Elrond's forehead, not wishing to wake the Elf lord.
Elrond jerked awake, his eyes going wide. He had not meant to fall asleep!
"It's okay, Ada....I'm okay. You need to rest. You look as bad as I do,"Aragorn commented weakly.
Elrond glared affectionately over at his youngest son. "I sincerely doubt that anyone could look worse than you do at this time.....but, how do you feel?"
Elrond reached over to feel Aragorn's forehead for fever. He heaved a small breath of relief as he felt that the unnatural heat had left Aragorn's body.
"Now, will you rest, Ada? I am on the mend,"Aragorn murmured.
"Yes, Lord Elrond, please, get some rest.........I will stay with Estel,"Legolas's voice said softly from the doorway.
Elrond reluctantly stood, brushing a kiss lightly on Aragorn's forehead. He looked meaningfully over at Legolas. "Notify me if something happens."
"Of course, lord Elrond....of course. Just rest,"Legolas assured as the lord of Imladris left the room.
Legolas walked over to sit at Aragorn's bedside, pain evident in both friends' eyes.
"Aragorn, I—"Legolas's voice failed him. Was sorry enough? Would the Ranger ever be able to forgive him for the pain he had caused?
"I—I'm sorry, Estel....I'm sorry,"Legolas was unable to stop the flood of tears that poured down his face. "I will understand if you never wish to speak to me again. I hurt you, badly.....and I would understand completely if you would never wish to even look upon me again, but please....listen—"
"No, Legolas, you listen,"Aragorn interjected.
Legolas looked over at the Ranger, avoiding eye contact.
"Legolas, it was not your fault. The loss of your memory could not be helped. The blame should be placed on whatever demonic thing hit you on the head to cause such a thing,"Aragorn stated, his voice soft, but his tone firm.
"Legolas, you were forgiven the very moment I saw the bump on your head, back in the forest.....you are my friend.............and I could never hold such a thing against you."
Legolas was almost afraid to seek the Dunadan's eyes for the truth.
"Legolas, when my senses were failing me in the forest, you were there for me. When darkness claimed me, and I was dying, do you know what made me want to live?"
Legolas shook his head mutely.
"It was your friendship, Legolas. It was you. I was on the brink of eternity in paradise, but I returned because I could not bear the fact of leaving you and my family here alone.....I could not bear the fact that the people I cared for would grieve......especially not you, for I knew you would blame yourself, just as you are doing now,"Aragorn continued.
Legolas looked into Aragorn's silver-blue eyes....and there, he saw compassion and pain, but no hatred, no condemnation.
"Lle nahaeaa' nostale, Estel (You are far too kind, Estel)"Legolas stated. ((That is sooo not right...I did not do that translating right....))
"Uma, mellonnin, Iston,(Yes, my friend, I know)"Aragorn replied softly, a small smirk on his face.
"Bratty human,"Legolas teased, relieved that Aragorn was alive so that he could call him such a name.
"Prissy Elf,"Aragorn shot back, his eyelids drooping.
Legolas tucked the blankets around Aragorn's frame. "Rest well, my friend.....and dream peaceful dreams, and hope that we may never have to remember such dark times again..."
"Nay, Legolas,"Aragorn muttered, near sleep. "Memories are made to be remembered, good or bad.....especially in a friendship."
Legolas stared at the human as he drifted off into sleep. Maybe Aragorn was right.....
And they would stay friends until the very end of their days. Then, they would take another journey to RinIauren, the Bridge of Remembrance.
**********THE END
Really cheesy, but I hope I got the point across.
IMPORTANT: Okay, this is really sad for me...because.....next semester (starting Monday/tomorrow), is going to be killer for me..........and........I won't be able to write much.
*starts to cry*
Yall.........I'm gonna try to write as much as I can, but I don't know how much I can get up.
I hope yall can forgive me for not being able to post as often in the future............and I hope yall can stay the loyal reviewers you have been to me in the past in my future time of....Classwork assignments.
Thanks for reviewing yall! *hugs everyone*
Eomer: *waves* ROHIRRIM! *pulls Lina up onto horse*
Me: No, wait, Eomer! I have to give a trailer or two for my future fics. Though they won't be posted as frequently or as soon as I would like, I have to post a trailer or two!
Eomer: *pauses...* oh..........ROHIRRIM!
Okies......in the future, here are some fics that should be coming around.........(hopefully)
Shadows of the Heart
((prequel to Piercing the Veil, Beneath the surface, and Bridge of Remembrance...my version of how the two friends began their friendship...))
Aragorn looked out at the night sky, his gaze stony and dead. The 16 year old's gaze betrayed little or no emotion, but his friends and family could see clearly that he was hurting....
The way his shoulders knotted with untold grief and sorrow gave it away.
The young human wanted nothing more than to wake up, and find the past few days were a nightmare...a horrible nightmare...........
Because in the past few days, he had lost someone *very* dear to him..........and he did not think he could go on living life........
* * * * * * * * *
Legolas notched an arrow in his bow, gaze alert.
Only the slightest sound had been heard in the woods, but it was enough to alert the Prince that someone was near....
Legolas's eyebrows raised in quizzical curiosity as he looked across the river, to hte other side of the waterfall.
A young man stood there, perched, as if he was about to........
Jump?!
The young man took a step forward........
"No! WAIT!!!!!!!!!!!!"
**********
I hope you will read!
Short story sequel to Bridge of Remembrance (it's meant to be a short story, but there is no telling as to how long it will end up lasting)
Ra Oire (For Eternity)
Before the quest for the Ring begins, the two friends meet up, back at a place where darkness haunts their memories, as well as where their friendship was cemented, never to be moved.
A short, angsty fic where Aragorn and Legolas remember, wish to forget, and find out many things.
I hope you guys will stick around and not forget about me as I try to write and study at the same time! Thanks! I LOVE YOU GUYS!
*Hops on Horse with Eomer*
Eomer: We ride south! ROHIRRIM!!!!!!!!!1
Lina: *waves* seeya later!
aw...look at that! you made Legolas cry! *whacks Zam* BAD GIRL!
Aragroin...Araporn..........I know where your mind is now! keep away from my baby!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
Halo.....lmbo...Eomer is a tad dense, isn't he? But I love him anywayz! *huggles my dumb, but cute Rohirrim*
Halo.......you have a wrath?! AHAHAH! ...sorry. LoL. I got caught up in the moment when those guys started laughing.
I know, I am evil, aren't I? But so are you! I learned it from da best! LoL.
musicgrl-1989....I would be eternally grateful if your friend gave me a way to speak Elvish. *hugs you*
I would never kill my Estel-baby...............would I?! BWHAHA!
Freakizimi!!!!!!!!!!! No problem for not having reviewed before......lol....I am a happy person. No reason to be sad! Thanks I'm glad you like!
Elrond will need that first aid kit in this chapter!
Nili, you think you had a weird mental image of Elrond?
How about this: you know the old show Dr. Quen(however you spell her name) Medicine Woman?
WEll, how about this...Dr. Elrond, medicine woman......or Elf.....lol
Yea...EStel makes a mean cheese sandwich. LoL.
Don't hurt me! you know My Estel is too noble and kind to let himself die while his buddies are grieving! LoL...I knew he needed a little shove............good job, Nili! LoL.
Well, here is the last chapter of hte story so no more tension for now!
Xae-chan..what can I say? I love angst...lol.
Estel is mine to cuddle! I will bandage him all up after i'm done! LOL. But thanks for reviewing!
OKAY, this is some advertisement for my sister, Zam Kenobi..............There and BAck AGain: A Journalist's Tale...........or something like that. I can't remember the title right about now.........but it IS FUNNY! The trailer is up now....read if you want a good laugh!
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any recognizable characters or places....those are Tolkien's...so, don't own, don't sue don't worry.....you wouldn't get anything anywayz...I'm a poor writer that lives off imagination.
I own RinIauren'(I made that up myself!), the characters Golradir, Calaglin, Dinendal, and Golradir. (The names are Tolkien's, I'm just borrowing them to slap them on a character.....) Aight? Aight...lol Just don't use them w/o my permission!
A/N: REMEMBER, this is NOT slash. NONE WHATSOEVER!!!
Okay, this chapter might be a bit of a tear jerker...I'm not sure, but just in case, have your tissues ready!
Ch. 8
Legolas cradled Aragorn against his chest, willing that the breath of life stay in his body as he raced up to the door of Elrond's home in Imladris.
"Lord Elrond!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Aragorn laid limply in his best friend's arms, unable to do anything, barely able to breathe.
His sight had failed him long ago.....
Or maybe it was because he couldn't find the strength to open his eyes? The Ranger couldn't tell. All he knew was that he was hurting....a lot.
Elrond rushed to the door, his breath catching in his throat as he saw his foster son, bloody and barely alive, in Legolas's arms.
"By the Valar, what has happened?"
A look of unbearable pain flashed into Legolas's eyes. "I—I...."
"Never mind, young Prince. All can be explained later. We must get him well,"Elrond interrupted, seeing the Prince's dazed, exhausted, sorrowful state.
Legolas followed Elrond nimbly up the stairs of his home and into Aragorn's room. He laid his friend down on the bed.
At that moment, Elladan and Elrohir burst into the room.
"We heard something—Oh, no, Estel!"
Immediately, the twins rushed to their younger brother's side.
"My sons, please try to awake Estel. I fear that if he cannot be roused now..."Elrond trailed off as he began to clean and examine Aragorn's wounds, leaving his statement hanging. He had not the heart to say what he thought would happen.
"Estel!!!!!! Little brother, come back to the light,"Elrohir called, tears welling in his eyes as he noted the deathly stillness of Aragorn's body.
Aragorn barely stirred, trying to figure out who was calling his name, and why. He wished he could reply to them, but no, sorry. He was too busy concentrating on living.
"Aragorn son of Arathorn, heir of Isildur. If you do not awaken now, then we shall find a way to force you to,"Elladan half yelled, his fear pushing him to sounding angry.
Legolas knelt next to Aragorn's bed. He gently brushed an arrant strand of the Dunadan's hair from his face with a shaking hand, too exhausted to yell as the twins were yelling.
"Estel, please awaken, my friend. I'm sorry! Please! I beg you to come back to us. Please, if you will never speak to me again after this ordeal, I will not ask anything more of you.......just please, come back to us,"Legolas half sobbed, his self control wearing down to nothing as sorrow, guilt, and exhaustion bore down on him.
Aragorn's mind spun dizzily as he tried to focus on the words being said to him. My, those voices sounded oddly like his brothers...and Legolas.
They sounded so sad.....That was the last thing he wanted to do, was to cause anguish for his friends and family.
Aragorn fought his eyelids up, which felt as heavy as lead.
"His eyes are opening,"Elrohir pointed out in a hushed voice.
Elrond's face loomed into view over Aragorn's field of vision. Though his eyes were glazed and his sight blurry, he could recognize the face of his father.
"Ada.....?"
"Yes, it is I, my son...sh...save your strength,"Elrond soothed as he continued to work on his son's numerous injuries.
When Elrond got to Aragorn's chest, he winced as his gaze strayed to the swollen, bruised area. The Elf lord gently ran his hand over Aragorn's chest, feeling for broken bones.
Aragorn's eyes widened and he whimpered as Elrond prodded his throbbing chest. He struggled against his father's gentle hands, but was held down by his twin, Elven brothers and Legolas.
Elrond sighed softly. There was almost too many injuries for him to heal......
He had no idea as to how long Estel had lived *this* long.
And, he had no idea as to how Estel was going to make it through the night...
Elrond slowly shook his head as Aragorn went limp and into unconsciousness once more as pain overtook him.
Still, he had to try. For his foster son's sake, as well as his own, he had to try.....
He could not give up hope just yet.
* * * * * * * * *
"You three get some rest. I will stay with Estel,"Elrond stated softly many hours later.
Legolas, Elladan, and Elrohir shot Elrond a questioning look.
"There is nothing I, nor you, can do. We have done everything we can for Estel....now, it is up to him,"Elrond murmured, his head bowing slightly.
With heavy sighs, the three younger Elves trudged from the room. Legolas barely made it to the room he usually stayed in when he visited Rivendell. Once there, he collapsed upon the bed.
Before he dropped off into sleep, his last thought was that his dear friend live....
The twins went back to their own rooms, but sleep did not come to them, for their worry for their younger brother claimed their full attention.
Elrond sat at Aragorn's bedside, a constant bedside vigil. He gently bathed the young man's forehead with a cool cloth, trying to sooth him.
Aragorn's chest rose in shallow breaths, too labored for Elrond's liking, but he had done everything he could......
He had tried to mend every broken bone in Aragorn's chest, and mend all other injuries, but there had been too many to count...
The Elven lord of Imladris ran a hand gently over Aragorn's forehead. "If you leave us, little one, disaster will come in the wake of your parting.......I know not what we will do if you are gone,"he murmured.
Aragorn laid there, no change.
"When you were first brought to me, I did not know what to do with you. I must admit that I did not want you here........I was a cold, lost man, Estel. I had become cold and distant after Celebrian's journey over the sea...and you opened my heart. You made me love you.......you brought life back to Rivendell,"Elrond whispered, tears coming to his eyes.
"As the years passed, you became a small, but sturdy child. When you would get ill, I would worry over you, for I am an elf, unused to illness...........as you grew older, you would leave the safety of home and come back in pretty sorry shape,"Elrond continued as Aragorn stirred slightly. "And as always, I would cure you of whatever ailment or injury that you would come upon."
Aragorn's hearing began to emerge into existence, unbeknownst to the Elf at his bedside.
"Now, you are a man, no longer the child I first brought into my home..................From the first day I had you in my home, I knew that one day, fate would take you from me, but that time is not supposed to be upon us, yet. Estel, please.............do not leave us here in Imladris....do not leave me,"Elrond pleaded.
"My son, I love you..."
Unbidden tears slipped from Elrond's eyes as Aragorn continued to be unresponsive. He clutched Aragorn's limp hand in his, silent sobs shaking his form.
Aragorn opened his eyes blearily to see Elrond crying next to him. Summoning all his strength, he weakly squeezed his adoptive father's hand.
"Please, Ada....do not cry,"Aragorn managed, his voice hoarse and choked.
Elrond's head jerked up as he heard Aragorn's soft plea. "Oh, Estel...."
Aragorn weakly pulled his father into a hug.
The Elf lord embraced his son, wishing to hug him tighter, but did not for fear of aggravating his injuries.
"Don't be afraid, Ada....I won't go anywhere,"Aragorn murmured.
Elrond smiled faintly, putting a finger to Aragorn's lips. "Such hope in one who is in such pain.....rest, my brave son....rest."
Aragorn nodded slightly, his eyes drifting shut as his grip on consciousness fled him.
Elrond sighed softly. Yes, Aragorn's words would be correct.....he was going to be okay......Aragorn was not going anywhere.
At least not while Elrond still had strength left in his body.....
Thus, Elrond stayed by his son's side....
* * * * * * * * *
Aragorn drug his eyelids open to see the soft morning sunlight spilling through his window. He sighed in contentment, wincing as pain laced through his awareness.
Still, the pain did not dampen his contentment. The sight of the sun rising was something he had been afraid he would never see again.....
He turned his head slowly to see his adoptive father sitting at his bedside, his upper body resting on the bed.
"Oh, Ada......"Aragorn muttered softly, his voice choked and barely there from his earlier fever. The human gently caressed Elrond's forehead, not wishing to wake the Elf lord.
Elrond jerked awake, his eyes going wide. He had not meant to fall asleep!
"It's okay, Ada....I'm okay. You need to rest. You look as bad as I do,"Aragorn commented weakly.
Elrond glared affectionately over at his youngest son. "I sincerely doubt that anyone could look worse than you do at this time.....but, how do you feel?"
Elrond reached over to feel Aragorn's forehead for fever. He heaved a small breath of relief as he felt that the unnatural heat had left Aragorn's body.
"Now, will you rest, Ada? I am on the mend,"Aragorn murmured.
"Yes, Lord Elrond, please, get some rest.........I will stay with Estel,"Legolas's voice said softly from the doorway.
Elrond reluctantly stood, brushing a kiss lightly on Aragorn's forehead. He looked meaningfully over at Legolas. "Notify me if something happens."
"Of course, lord Elrond....of course. Just rest,"Legolas assured as the lord of Imladris left the room.
Legolas walked over to sit at Aragorn's bedside, pain evident in both friends' eyes.
"Aragorn, I—"Legolas's voice failed him. Was sorry enough? Would the Ranger ever be able to forgive him for the pain he had caused?
"I—I'm sorry, Estel....I'm sorry,"Legolas was unable to stop the flood of tears that poured down his face. "I will understand if you never wish to speak to me again. I hurt you, badly.....and I would understand completely if you would never wish to even look upon me again, but please....listen—"
"No, Legolas, you listen,"Aragorn interjected.
Legolas looked over at the Ranger, avoiding eye contact.
"Legolas, it was not your fault. The loss of your memory could not be helped. The blame should be placed on whatever demonic thing hit you on the head to cause such a thing,"Aragorn stated, his voice soft, but his tone firm.
"Legolas, you were forgiven the very moment I saw the bump on your head, back in the forest.....you are my friend.............and I could never hold such a thing against you."
Legolas was almost afraid to seek the Dunadan's eyes for the truth.
"Legolas, when my senses were failing me in the forest, you were there for me. When darkness claimed me, and I was dying, do you know what made me want to live?"
Legolas shook his head mutely.
"It was your friendship, Legolas. It was you. I was on the brink of eternity in paradise, but I returned because I could not bear the fact of leaving you and my family here alone.....I could not bear the fact that the people I cared for would grieve......especially not you, for I knew you would blame yourself, just as you are doing now,"Aragorn continued.
Legolas looked into Aragorn's silver-blue eyes....and there, he saw compassion and pain, but no hatred, no condemnation.
"Lle nahaeaa' nostale, Estel (You are far too kind, Estel)"Legolas stated. ((That is sooo not right...I did not do that translating right....))
"Uma, mellonnin, Iston,(Yes, my friend, I know)"Aragorn replied softly, a small smirk on his face.
"Bratty human,"Legolas teased, relieved that Aragorn was alive so that he could call him such a name.
"Prissy Elf,"Aragorn shot back, his eyelids drooping.
Legolas tucked the blankets around Aragorn's frame. "Rest well, my friend.....and dream peaceful dreams, and hope that we may never have to remember such dark times again..."
"Nay, Legolas,"Aragorn muttered, near sleep. "Memories are made to be remembered, good or bad.....especially in a friendship."
Legolas stared at the human as he drifted off into sleep. Maybe Aragorn was right.....
And they would stay friends until the very end of their days. Then, they would take another journey to RinIauren, the Bridge of Remembrance.
**********THE END
Really cheesy, but I hope I got the point across.
IMPORTANT: Okay, this is really sad for me...because.....next semester (starting Monday/tomorrow), is going to be killer for me..........and........I won't be able to write much.
*starts to cry*
Yall.........I'm gonna try to write as much as I can, but I don't know how much I can get up.
I hope yall can forgive me for not being able to post as often in the future............and I hope yall can stay the loyal reviewers you have been to me in the past in my future time of....Classwork assignments.
Thanks for reviewing yall! *hugs everyone*
Eomer: *waves* ROHIRRIM! *pulls Lina up onto horse*
Me: No, wait, Eomer! I have to give a trailer or two for my future fics. Though they won't be posted as frequently or as soon as I would like, I have to post a trailer or two!
Eomer: *pauses...* oh..........ROHIRRIM!
Okies......in the future, here are some fics that should be coming around.........(hopefully)
Shadows of the Heart
((prequel to Piercing the Veil, Beneath the surface, and Bridge of Remembrance...my version of how the two friends began their friendship...))
Aragorn looked out at the night sky, his gaze stony and dead. The 16 year old's gaze betrayed little or no emotion, but his friends and family could see clearly that he was hurting....
The way his shoulders knotted with untold grief and sorrow gave it away.
The young human wanted nothing more than to wake up, and find the past few days were a nightmare...a horrible nightmare...........
Because in the past few days, he had lost someone *very* dear to him..........and he did not think he could go on living life........
* * * * * * * * *
Legolas notched an arrow in his bow, gaze alert.
Only the slightest sound had been heard in the woods, but it was enough to alert the Prince that someone was near....
Legolas's eyebrows raised in quizzical curiosity as he looked across the river, to hte other side of the waterfall.
A young man stood there, perched, as if he was about to........
Jump?!
The young man took a step forward........
"No! WAIT!!!!!!!!!!!!"
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I hope you will read!
Short story sequel to Bridge of Remembrance (it's meant to be a short story, but there is no telling as to how long it will end up lasting)
Ra Oire (For Eternity)
Before the quest for the Ring begins, the two friends meet up, back at a place where darkness haunts their memories, as well as where their friendship was cemented, never to be moved.
A short, angsty fic where Aragorn and Legolas remember, wish to forget, and find out many things.
I hope you guys will stick around and not forget about me as I try to write and study at the same time! Thanks! I LOVE YOU GUYS!
*Hops on Horse with Eomer*
Eomer: We ride south! ROHIRRIM!!!!!!!!!1
Lina: *waves* seeya later!