14. Chapter 14
Author: Sivan Shemesh email@example.com
Beta: Manon & Tinorial Peredhil
Warning: Angst full ahead, fluff, and humor. Bad or good endings… lol!
Disclaimer: Characters belong to Tolkien. I just borrowed them for my own evil plans.
Spoiler: Total AU.
Summary: Aragorn has a plan on how he will finally beat Legolas. But will Legolas find out? And if he does, what he will do?
Note: Estel's age is 7, and Legolas's age is 14 and only an elfling compared to the other elves.
Part 1: Family
A friend is the one who comes in when the whole world has gone out.
"It is indeed a good sign," Glorfindel said, and he observed Estel for a moment, noticing the child's happiness.
Then Estel turned toward his brother and said, "Father asked for you."
Elrohir glanced at Legolas. There was no movement from the younger elf. Then he looked back at his brother and said, "Come, let us go… I think that we both should be in the room when he opens his eyes. Come."
"But… what about Legolas?" Estel asked. He did not feel right leaving the prince.
Erestor and Glorfindel looked at each other and smiled. Then Glorfindel spoke in a reassuring voice, the grin still upon his lips, "We will take care of it, now go, your brother needs you."
Comforted by Glorfindel's words, Estel walked after his brother over to the healing room.
In the healing room…
Estel entered and Elrohir followed him. They both noticed that Elladan's eyes were still closed.
"Come, 'Ro, speak to him," Estel nudged the twin as he walked toward Elladan's bed, sparkles of hope in his eyes.
Elrohir followed his little brother and knelt by the bed. Touching his twin's hand with his own, he spoke as softly as he could, even though his voice trembled with regret at his previous words to his twin, "I… I wish… I wish that you could forgive me for what I said to you before… and if you cannot… I just may deserve that what I told you…"
Elrohir could felt his eyes moisten and tears rolled down his cheeks. He could feel his father's hands on his shoulders, offering him comfort.
"He will be alright, ion-nín, do not fear," Elrond told his son.
"This happened because of me… I just wish that he could forgive me," Elrohir said, crying silently. What if he lost his twin, his brother, the elf who was his best friend? The one who was there when he needed him? Elrohir felt as though he could never forgive himself for saying those words, that all this was his fault….
'I really hope you can forgive me,' Elrohir thought as he stared at his twin with the hope of seeing his eyes light up again, sparkle with that mischievous glint, shine with hope, and that smile upon his fair face.
Estel wept as he heard his brother's words and then he hugged Elrohir, letting him know that he was not alone and that the young human, too, missed his brother.
"Ada?" Elrohir called. He studied his father's face as he spoke the next words, "H—how have we come to this?"
Elrond hugged him, knowing that there was no use in blaming each other, knowing that love and understanding would have to bring light to this dark situation. "Ion, stop blaming yourself… there is no need for you to suffer more," Elrond comforted, tears leaving his own eyes at his son's pain.
"I did not mean for it to happen, Adar… I feared for Legolas… I thought that I was going to lose my best friend…." Elrohir cried on his father's shoulders.
"We all feared for Legolas, but ion… Elladan is your twin and your best friend. Yes, he did make a mistake, and yes, he asked for your forgiveness and you gave him none; you thought only of Legolas, your friend, and not your brother."
"I… I… never meant it to happen, Ada!" Elrohir still cried. He hoped that his twin would open his eyes soon… before he broke down himself.
End of Chapter 14.
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