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6. Chapter 6 by Sivan
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10. 10 by Sivan
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17. Chapter 17 by Sivan
Title: I Can Feel It! 6/?
Author: Sivan Shemesh sivan325@walla.co.il
Beta: Manon
Rate: PG-13
Warning: Behold the scene! Violence. Guilty. Character death?
Disclaimer: I do not own J R R TOLKIEN's character.
Spoiler: Movie Verse. AU.
Four arrows hit the Mirkwood elf before he fell.
“Legolas!”
Words had been said, but no one can turn back time.
“I should have listened to you before,” Aragorn said, as he tried to save his best friend’s life…
6.
Aragorn looked at the dwarf. Taking a deep breath, he said, “Apparently not. I do believe that this is temporary as the poison has not yet left his body.”
“I really hope that you are right, my friend,” Gimli said, and looked at Legolas who only stared at him.
Legolas saw their lips moving, but he could not hear what they were saying.
“I… I am sorry,” Legolas murmured suddenly, and let a tear slide down his cheek.
Gimli groaned at Legolas’ words. “About what should the elf feel sorry for?”
“I do not know Gimli; I wish I knew…” Aragorn said, and rose.
Legolas became alarmed when he saw Aragorn get up.
“Where do you think you are going?” Gimli asked.
“I need to get away to think for a while…” Aragorn said and left them.
“AND HOW EXACTLY SHOULD I GET ALONG WITH A DEAF ELF?” Gimli shouted to the human.
There was the sound of a whimper coming from behind him. Gimli turned around and saw that Legolas was trying to get up, one hand on the worst of his wounds, his other hand on the ground as he tried to push himself up and follow his friend.
Gimli knew that he should say something to the elf, but then decided not to say anything. He only laid his hands on Legolas’ shoulders, gently pushing the elf back down. He knew that Legolas needed to rest.
Gimli looked at his friend. He wished that Aragorn was with him to help him with the elf, as he didn’t know what he should do.
'Why have you left me with him?' Gimli wondered.
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Legolas felt the need to follow his friend, and did not know why Aragorn left him alone with the dwarf.
"Oh no elf, you are not going anywhere," Gimli hissed at him, before continuing more softly, "How can I handle a deaf and stubborn elf by myself?"
Legolas looked at Gimli and tried to read the dwarf's lips, but he couldn’t.
His chest ached; it felt as it was burning. It pained him, more than he thought.
"ARAGORN!" Gimli shouted.
The pain he saw in Legolas’ face made him cry out in fear. He felt that he could not do anything to save Legolas, though the elf’s life was now in his hands.
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Aragorn heard shouting; he figured that it was Gimli's voice by his roughness. But he did not have the time to turn back. He was desperate to find a cure; otherwise Legolas would be deaf for eternity.
He walked back to the boats, thinking that might be something on them that he could use, but there was nothing.
Aragorn turned around and started to make his way back to Gimli and Legolas, his face showing despair.
When he returned Aragorn looked at Gimli. He could sense that Gimli wanted to yell at him, wanting to know why he had left the dwarf alone with a deaf elf.
But Gimli said nothing. He only looked at Aragorn and nodded.
Aragorn’s first thought was that something had happened, so he waited to hear what the dwarf had to say. When there was no response, he started to turn away.
"Aragorn!" Gimli called to him.
"Yes, Gimli?" Aragorn asked, turning back to the dwarf.
"Do you know how difficult it was to get the elf to stay here instead of trying to follow you?" Gimli groaned at him.
"Forgive me, my friend, but I was trying to look for a cure. I cannot see him like this, and I know he does not want anyone to pity him…" Aragorn confessed, and lowered his head.
"I forgive you, but I do not know about the elf. He may have started thinking that you wanted to leave him behind…" Gimli said, pointing to where the elf was supposed to be. Then when he went to look at Legolas, he yelled, “What!”
"Gimli? What is it?" Aragorn called, seeing the furious look on the dwarf’s face.
"He was right there… I swear to you… he was right there… where is he?" Gimli asked, beginning to feel he was losing control.
"Gimli, calm down." Aragorn raised his hand, and Gimli took a deep breath and did as he was asked. In his heart, though, Aragorn could swear that he felt the pain of losing a friend.
End of Chapter 6.
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Just don't kill the author... lol!
Title: I Can Feel It! 7
Author: Sivan Shemesh sivan325@walla.co.il
Beta: Manon
Rate: PG-13
Warning: Behold the scene! Violence, Guilty. Character death?
Disclaimer: I do not own J R R TOLKIEN's character.
Spoiler: Movie Verse. AU.
Teaser/Summary
Four arrows hit the Mirkwood elf before he fell.
“Legolas!”
Words had been said, but no one can turn back time.
“I should have listened to you before,” Aragorn said, as he tried to save his best friend’s life…
7.
Gimli could not calm down as he felt responsible for Legolas.
Aragorn clasped the dwarf’s shoulder. Looking down at him, he said, "You did not fail, my dear friend, it was I that failed…"
Gimli looked at him; he still could not believe that his friend was blaming himself.
"Now, stop that, you cannot blame yourself for everything," Gimli said to him.
“And why not; it was I who had not listened to my friend, it was I who left you with him, it was I…” Aragorn’s voice trailed off, his eyes staring into the distance, his thoughts elsewhere.
“It was you that what?” Gimli asked.
There was no answer from Aragorn. Gimli looked at the man’s face and knew that Aragorn was thinking about Legolas.
“Aragorn?” Gimli asked, his voice trembling as he was worried about him.
“Ah… what?” Aragorn asked, looking back at the dwarf, not knowing why Gimli was interrupting his thoughts.
“What? Is that all you can say?” Gimli groaned at him.
“Then what should I saying, my friend?” Aragorn smirked at him.
“Stop that!” Gimli called furiously. There was a frown on Aragorn’s face.
“We need to look out for Legolas; we need to do what we can for him because he… he… is DEAF!” Gimli shouted, shuddering at the word.
“Gimli, I know that he is deaf, but remember, I can and will help him. But we need to work together; we can not help him if you are like this. So stop groaning.”
Gimli looked at him, and only smiled. For once he felt that he did something useful with his teasing of the human.
In the forest…
Legolas walked blindly; he was no longer able to hear the songs of the trees anymore.
He felt so alone. Aragorn had left him, knowing he was deaf, and so had the dwarf by not letting him go after his friend.
He would prefer to have died, not remained alive and deaf. But it seemed the Valar had other plans for him. Legolas cursed the Valar; wanting desperately to hear the birds and the trees.
He stared at the trees, their branches, his eyes travelling up till he was staring at the tips of the trees, high in the sky. His heart ached. He missed their songs, for they always gave him comfort. Legolas walked around one of the trees, trying desperately to hear something, but there was only silence.
He moved his hand over his wound. It was still aching. He sank down onto the ground, his back resting against the trunk of the tree.
‘Why did you leave me, Aragorn?’ Legolas thought in despair. ‘Is it because I am of no use anymore? Because I am now deaf?’
Legolas closed his eyes, letting the pain of being abandoned by one he thought his friend surround him. He lowered his head and swallowed hard. He wanted the pain to go away, but he knew it wouldn’t. Legolas never felt so alone now that Aragorn had left him.
End of Chapter 7.
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A/N: Forgive me for not update for so long this story. This chapter had - revised, re-write, as I fought the bunnies to stop, and this is what led... evil grin.
8.
Despite the pain, Legolas continued to crawl, wanting to keep himself moving. He did not want to stay.
He felt that he could not go on anymore. The pain as becoming worse, and he just wanted to finish it. He moved his hand to his quiver, but he could not reach it. Then he tried to get his knife, but the pain defeated him. He could barely move, and he lay on the ground, his eyes closed.
But he wanted to end this, and with a final effort, he managed to get his knife and point it towards his heart.
He felt the tip of the knife prick his skin, but a sudden wave of pain made him drop the knife. He swallowed, trying to ignore the pain, hoping he could find the strength to end his life. He was ready for death to claim him. Weakly he grasped the knife, but could feel himself losing consciousness.
“Aragorn…” he whispered before he let the darkness engulf him.
“I am telling you Aragorn...” Gimli said anxiously, holding his axe tightly, “He is going to his own death if we do not find him soon!”
Aragorn tried to stay calm, hoping this would help his friend, knowing that Gimli was worried about Legolas.
“Gimli, calm down...”
“No... stop telling me to calm down!” Gimli yelled, and added, “How can you be so calm when your friend is out there, possibly dead, most certainly dying! I can not calm down!”
Aragorn knew that Gimli was right; he knew that they had to find Legolas before… he did not want to think about it.
“Alright then,” Aragorn said, and then took a glance at the bloody grass where Legolas had lain. “Where is Legolas’ quiver?”
Gimli stared. “Oh no, he took his quiver! That could only mean one thing…” Gimli replied, his voice full of fear.
“We must find him. Quickly!” Aragorn called, and led the dwarf into the forest.
Gimli followed Aragorn, watching as the man stopped next to a tree and looked at the leaves. They were covered with blood.
“Come, my friend, he went that way,” Aragorn pointed, and added, “We must hurry, it seems he has lost a lot of blood.”
It did not take much longer before Aragorn noticed Legolas’ body.
“No…” he cried.
“What?” Gimli asked in panic.
“We were too late… look!” Aragorn answered and pointed to where his friend lay, the knife next to his body.
Legolas was not moving. To Aragorn he looked paler than before, and the blood appeared fresher.
“Aragorn?” Gimli called. He was worried.
“What?”
“What in the name of the Valar did this elf try and do?” Gimli asked.
“I do not know, my friend, though I wish I knew…” Aragorn answered, and then asked, “Now what should we do?”
Gimli scanned the human’s face, not knowing what was passing through Aragorn’s mind.
“You are the healer. Heal him; be with him, he needs his friends too! He needs you to be next to him, to support him, no matter what. Forget the fact that he is deaf, just be with him!” Gimli answered a little angrily.
Aragorn looked at the dwarf and gave him a large smile. “Since when have you become wise, my friend?” he asked.
Gimli chuckled, and grinned. “I think that it was after I drank from Galadriel’s well.”
Aragorn looked at him, and started to laugh. “You drank from Galadriel’s well? I cannot believe you did that, my friend…”
“I know… I did not know, until I saw her…” Gimli grinned. He looked at Legolas and his grin faded. “Will he live?” he asked a little fearfully.
“I will make sure that he will this time. And Gimli,” he added, looking at the dwarf, “we need to find out the best way to communicate with him. We need to reach him, somehow…”
“You heal him, and I will find a way, my friend,” Gimli said softly.
Aragorn nodded and knelt down next to his friend, noticing the deep cut upon Legolas’ chest.
He then looked on Legolas’ face, feeling guilty for having left him with Gimli.
“Do not blame yourself for what he did, my friend,” Gimli said when he noticed the frown on Aragorn’s face, and added, “Though, you should not have left him when he needed you most of all.”
Aragorn swallowed and turned his head to the dwarf. There were tears rolling down his face as he said, “I will try…”
Gimli took a step back. Aragorn noticed this and asked in fear, “Gimli, what is it?”
“I am thinking of ways to communicate with Legolas…” Gimli said, his mind racing from one idea to another.
‘I hope that you will find a way…’ Aragorn thought in hope.
End of Chapter 8.
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I hope so too...
I want to thank to - Manon, for beta work
A/N: Sorry for the long time, i will try to update as soon as i can.
Title: I Can Feel It! 9
Author: Sivan Shemesh sivan325@walla.com
Beta: Manon
Rate: PG-13
Warning: Behold the scene! Violence, Guilty. Character death?
Disclaimer: I do not own J R R TOLKIEN's character.
Spoiler: Movie Verse. AU.
Teaser/Summary
Four arrows hit the Mirkwood elf before he fell.
"Legolas!"
Words had been said, but no one can turn back time.
"I should have listened to you before," Aragorn said, as he tried to save his best friend’s life…
9.
Aragorn stared at his friend, searching for any sign of hope. He scanned the deep wound, his eyes never leaving it as he moved his hand to remove Legolas’ hair from his face.
Gimli chuckled, and then groaned over the sketches that he had made in the sand, moving the branch to create another.
The dwarf’s chuckling seemed to wake Aragorn. He turned around and, noticing the sketches, he stared at them, his mouth half open, though he said nothing.
Gimli noticed the look on his friend’s face and the way his mouth was half open and teased, "Do you want something my friend? I am kind of busy here!"
"I… umm… what?" Aragorn said confused, his eyes still on the sketches.
Gimli stared at him, grinned, and kept teasing his friend, "Have you not seen a dwarf sketch before, my friend?"
"N… no… I did not… b… what?" Aragorn managed to say, and stared at Gimli.
Gimli grinned at him, but did not say another word. He then took a quick look at Legolas. The elf was not moving, though his chest was rising and falling, and Gimli sighed in relief.
Aragorn became interested in the sketches that Gimli had done.
"Gimli, what is this?" Aragorn asked as he stared at a sketch that showed lines and what appeared to be feet. Aragorn wondered what the sketch could mean.
"Oh… that?" Gimli asked, looking at Aragorn who nodded in reply.
"I didn’t finish it, as we have not have any horns on us, and the feet… it’s just something that I imagined," Gimli answered, and destroyed the sketch with his feet.
Gimli was frustrated and tired; he felt as if he had failed his friends. He hoped that an idea would come to him soon if he wanted his friend to hear again.
Aragorn saw the dwarf’s behavior and moved towards him. He placed his hand on Gimli’s shoulder and squeezed it gently, trying to give the dwarf some comfort.
Gimli gave Aragorn a worried look as he asked, "How is he?"
"He has been better, Gimli," Aragorn answered and sighed heavily, and then he added, "I wish he had not fought alone as he did. He should have let us fight with him, we are his friends."
Gimli took another look at Legolas and sighed before saying, "You know him better than I do; was he always like this?"
"You mean, fighting on alone, while I checked my wounds?" Gimli nodded, and then let his friend continue. "Yes, he was. But I never expected him to act this way on the Quest, you know?"
Gimli nodded and answered, "It seems this elf, my friend, will never change, no matter what. He will remain loyal to both of us, and will fight for our lives, and be our friend."
"Yes, I suppose that you are right about this…" Aragorn said, and looked towards Legolas.
Gimli snorted and looked at him. Trying to hide the smile on his face, he said, "I am right, and you know that…"
"How will he be able to hear us?" Aragorn asked, hoping that Legolas could hear and understand him.
"I do not know my friend. You saw what I did on the ground, but it seems that nothing is working. Maybe it is just a matter of time," Gimli suggested.
"Yes, maybe you are right… but still, I fear for him, as he… he is feeling alone and hurt, and yet he cannot hear us, and this is killing me, as I wish that he could hear us," Aragorn said, hitting his leg in frustration.
Gimli gazed upon his friend, an idea forming in his mind. With a smile on over his face, he suggested, "Do you think that his loss of hearing might be temporary?"
"Temporary?" Aragorn asked, his eyes still on Gimli.
"Well, just think. If it is only temporary, then maybe in time he may be able to hear us again," Gimli explained as he saw the confused expression on his friend’s face.
‘If it is, then I pray to the Valar to let Legolas hear us again…’ Aragorn thought.
"How long do you think it would take before he could hear again?" Aragorn asked, his face alight with hope.
Gimli smiled when he saw the change on his friend’s face, and replied, "I do not have the answer, but then, you are the healer, not I." Gimli grinned at him.
"But Lord Elrond never mentioned anything to me about deafness in elves, and I am afraid I know nothing about it. You would need to help me, my dear friend," Aragorn confessed.
End of Chapter 9.
A/N: Again, forgive me for the long time, and i will try to do my best.
Title: I Can Feel It! 10
Author: Sivan Shemesh
Beta:Manon
Rate: PG-13
Warning: Behold the scene! Violence, guilty. Character death?
Disclaimer: I do not own J R R TOLKIEN's character.
Spoiler: Movie Verse. AU.
Teaser/Summary
Four arrows hit the Mirkwood elf before he fell.
“Legolas!”
Words had been said, but no one can turn back time.
“I should have listened to you before,” Aragorn said, as he tried to save his best friend’s life…
10.
Gimli stared at Aragorn. He did not have any answers, but he wished that he did so that he could help Legolas.
“You have my help. Now what are we going to do?” Gimli asked, hoping that at least Aragorn would have some answers.
“I do not know, for I do not have any answers…” Aragorn replied.
“How is he? Can we go and search for the hobbits?” Gimli asked with concern, his eyes focused on Aragorn.
Aragorn knelt by Legolas, checking the wounds, and sighed in relief. Then he turned toward Gimli and answered, “He is doing much better. We can definitely start moving tomorrow, and we can go hunting.”
“But how will Legolas know, as he cannot even hear us?” Gimli asked, looking at Aragorn with worried expression on his face.
Aragorn looked around and noticed the shadows from the trees around them. He could hear the birds as they sang, and he took some deep breaths before sighing.
“Aragorn?” Gimli asked, hoping that his friend would come up with some ideas.
“Gimli, my friend, I think I have a solution to our problem…” Aragorn answered and stopped as he watched the dwarf, searching for any signs of reaction. When he found none, he grinned and continued, “If Legolas is nature, then nature will help us to deal with him.”
There was a frown on Gimli’s face. ‘What is he talking about?’ he wondered
“What do you mean?” Gimli asked, feeling confused and staring at Aragorn as he waited for answers.
Aragorn glanced at him before rising to his feet. He walked toward Gimli and said, “I mean, if Legolas has a connection with nature, then nature itself would help us to communicate with him in their own way.” His words were calm and confident.
Gimli walked around, feeling indecisive about what he had heard, but stopped when he heard the birds as they sang around him.
The dwarf turned around and stared at Aragorn. “Are we going to have to rely on nature?” he asked quietly.
“I am afraid we do, as neither of us know how to deal or to communicate with a deaf elf,” Aragorn answered in defeat, breaking eye contact with Gimli.
While Legolas appeared to still be resting, Aragorn attended to his wounds. Some of them seemed to be healing, but others still remained as black scars on Legolas’ body, indicating to him that there was still some poison.
“If only I had listened to you, this would not have happened. Now, this is the result of my behavior,” Aragorn said quietly into Legolas’ ear, not wanting Gimli to hear him. In his mind he felt that he had to say it, to expel the burden from his heart, and that it might be the only way, even when his friend could not hear him.
He felt that he had done the right thing.
What Aragorn did not realise was that Gimli was standing nearby in the forest and had heard what Aragorn had said. He heard in Aragorn’s voice that the man still blamed himself.
Gimli was worried about Aragorn, and he hoped that the man would not lose his control now that Legolas was deaf and had become fragile. Certainly the elf could not save himself as he would not be able to hear any enemies that might be approaching them.
Gimli knelt behind Aragorn and placed his hand on Aragorn’s shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze in support.
Aragorn turn his head and he noticed Gimli. He smiled and thanked him.
Then he returned his gaze to Legolas, wishing that the elf could hear him, wishing he could turn back time.
Regret and guilt still riddled his mind. ‘This wouldn’t have happened if I had listened to every word that he said…’ he thought.
Aragorn watched Legolas wearily, his eyes beginning to fill with tears. Slowly they began to fall, and soon he was crying for the loss of his best friend, crying over his actions that had led to this, wishing that Legolas would forgive him, hoping that Legolas would hear again.
Gimli watched helplessly as Aragorn cried, wanting to comfort the man but not sure how to. It seemed that Aragorn was pessimistic about Legolas being able to hear again, and now Gimli was beginning to believe that the elf would remain deaf.
It appeared that they had lost their faith and trust in their friend’s life.
End of Chapter 10.
Title: I Can Feel It! 11
Author: Sivan Shemesh
Beta: Eryn - Hannon-le, mellon-nin. I don't know what I do without you...
Rate: PG-13
Warning: Behold the scene! Violence, guilty. Character death?
Disclaimer: I do not own J R R TOLKIEN's character.
Spoiler: Movie Verse. AU.
Teaser/Summary
Four arrows hit the Mirkwood elf before he fell.
“Legolas!”
Words had been said, but no one can turn back time.
“I should have listened to you before,” Aragorn said, as he tried to save his best friend’s life…
11.
The next day…
Aragorn knelt beside Legolas’s side, shook him slightly, and waited for him to open his eyes.
Legolas’s sight was blurry at first, as the sun seemed to blind him. He closed his eyes briefly then reopened them and saw his friend staring at him. He sighed in relief.
Aragorn opened his mouth to speak, but remembered that there would be no point as Legolas was deaf.
On the other hand, Gimli knelt beside the elf and began to talk to him, feeling that his friend needed this bit of normalcy.
“Legolas, you will be fine, my friend. I believe this hearing problem is only temporary. I cannot wait to hear you teasing me…I missed you, my friend. Honestly, I do not believe what Aragorn said, I believe nature will help you,” Gimli spoke from his heart, hoping Legolas at least could sense the emotion behind them.
“Gimli, what are you doing? You are supposed to watch!” Aragorn exclaimed, unconsciously raising his voice a bit.
“I felt the need to tell him something in private, after all he is my friend too.” Gimli snapped at the human as he walked back to his watch.
Legolas’ POV
I stare over Gimli and Aragorn, I can sense the tension among them as they move about each other. I am afraid that they will do something foolish and they will regret it.
But I had this feeling if I say something they will think that I can hear, but I cannot. But if I say something, they will think I can heart…but I cannot.
Why did Aragorn not listen to me before? If he had, I would not be in this situation; deaf and useless to them.
I know that I need to get away from them. When they start to follow the hobbits I will slip away to be alone with my sorrow. I do not want to be a burden to them any longer.
Why in the name of the Valar is Aragorn smiling? I still can feel the poison crawling inside of me, so why would he smile? Can he not see me suffering?
I do wish to speak with Gimli, he looks lost and I really hope I am not the cause of it.
Please Valar, save me from the predicament I am in now! I am a burden, useless to my friends now. At least let me die, set my crippled body free!
I can feel as if there is a wall blocking me from nature’s life force. The birds, trees, flowers…all seem to be lost to me, leaving me alone! I need to free my friends from my burden. I will only slow them down when they pursue the hobbits.
Maybe I will wait until it is darker. Once they lie down to sleep or rest, I can leave them with no added worries.
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Prince Legolas indeed waited until the sun went down before slipping away from his friends. No longer would he be a burden to them, he thought as his heart ached with guilt. This was the only way.
As night fell…
Prince Legolas watched as Aragorn leaned back against the trunk of tree and Gimli laid his head upon a big rock.
He waited a few minutes to be certain that they did fall asleep, then rose slowly to his feet, and walked through the shadows.
Aragorn heard the sound of crunching leaves, as if feet stepped lightly upon them.
‘Someone is coming!’ He awoke alertly.
Quickly, he walked to the dwarf and woke him. He went to wake Legolas but found him gone, only his sword left behind.
‘Where are his quiver and his bow?’ Aragorn wondered, curiously.
“Aragorn,” Gimli called, seeing Aragorn’s expression he knew something was wrong. “Where is Legolas?”
Aragorn turned to the dwarf. “He is not here, just his sword. I do not know where he is…or why he left us.”
Gimli moved his hand to his beard and scratched it lightly. “We better catch him. He won’t be able to hear when an enemy approaches him you better track him down… quickly.”
End of Chapter 11.
Title: I Can Feel It! 12
Author: Sivan Shemesh sivan325@walla.com
Beta: Catherine Little - Hannon-le.
Rate: PG-13
Warning: Behold the scene! Violence, guilty. Character death?
Disclaimer: I do not own J. R. R. TOLKIEN's character.
Spoiler: Movie Verse. AU.
Teaser/Summary
Four arrows hit the Mirkwood elf before he fell.
“Legolas!”
Words had been said, but no one can turn back time.
“I should have listened to you before,” Aragorn said, as he tried to save his best friend’s life…
12.
Aragorn took the sword that Legolas left behind, then he put some herbs in his clothes just in case, and walked over the marked area where the elf walked; broken brunches, leaves covered in blood as they lay on the ground.
Gimli followed Aragorn as he tracked over their friend.
“Can you tell when he went?” Gimli asked, as he feared for the elf’s life.
Aragorn sighed, then he turned around, facing Gimli, he answered, “I was wrong to decide that he is all right, but he is not as his body is still weak.” Aragorn explained, noticing the questioned look that lay upon the dwarf’s face, he continued, “I can see it in the fallen leaves on the ground, as his hands seemed to be pushing through.”
“I wish to know what is going on with our elf.” Gimli snorted, as his eyes were still locked on the man’s.
“I wish to know too what is going on with him, but you need to remember that Legolas is deaf, and there is a possibility that he would remain deaf.”
“I know, that is what I am afraid of.” Gimli said, lowering his face as he faced the green leaves, noticing the fresh blood that seemed to cover them.
He shuddered, hoping that Legolas would not be found dead.
“Where could he possibly go?” Gimli asked as he lifts his head staring over the man that scanned the sight.
“I do not know, but I think that he wants to go away from us.” Aragorn replied as he rubbed his jaw.
“Why would the elf do that?” Gimli asked with curious and fear.
As he hoped that Legolas did not ran away from them.
“Burden?” Aragorn gave a possibility as in his body he could felt a dread filled him.
He shivered as he wondered in his mind, ‘What if he believed that he is a burden to us?’
“Like we leave him behind, and go looking for the hobbits?” Gimli asked, noticed the slight nod that Aragorn gave him, he added, “Like Mordor we wouldn’t even do that, why, in the name of the Valar, would Legolas do it?”
“But what if he did it because of that reason?” Aragorn asked with concern in his voice.
“Then you and I need to find a better way than nature to let the elf know that we need him with us, and not left abandoned to die.” Gimli snorted at him as he replied, and he could feel how the anger rose in his body.
“Like what?” Aragorn asked, and then he added, “We already tried everything, what will help?”
“Ah…” Gimli called with excitement that filled his voice, he raised his hand as he leant it on his axe.
“What?” Aragorn asked, as he seemed to be curious like a cat.
“Maybe the sight of both of us angry at him?” Gimli suggested smile covered his face.
“I really do not know, but first we have to find him.” Aragorn let go a sigh.
“Then what are you waiting for, standing like a statue? Find him!” Gimli hid the smile from the man, as he grinned.
“Excuse me?” Aragorn burst like a fireball over the dwarf.
End of chapter 12
Title: I Can Feel It! 13
Author: Sivan Shemesh
Beta: Catherine Little
Rate: PG-13
Warning: Behold the scene! Violence, guilty. Character death?
Disclaimer: I do not own J R R TOLKIEN's character.
Spoiler: Movie Verse. AU.
Teaser/Summary
Four arrows hit the Mirkwood elf before he fell.
“Legolas!”
Words had been said, but no one can turn back time.
“I should have listened to you before,” Aragorn said, as he tried to save his best friend’s life…
13.
While in the forest
Legolas pushed his hands through the bunches as he could see the green leaves fell to the ground, though he did not pay for it any attention as he walked by.
He was frustrated. He was deaf.
He could felt his legs became numb as he collapsed on the ground; he could feel his own blood dripping from his limp body, and wondered about the upcoming death that might fell on him.
His body gave up, he lie on the ground and wait for the Hall of Mandos to welcome him.
“Saes, take me. My body is weak and I am deaf, saes…” Legolas whispered as his breath became heavy.
ICFI! 13
Back over Aragorn and Gimli…
“Excuse me?” Aragorn burst like a fireball over the dwarf.
“What did I say?” Gimli asked in innocently way.
“What? What?” Aragorn almost yelled on him.
Gimli smiled over the burning face of his friend, and Aragorn could feel the anger rising slowly over his head and groaned over the dwarf, “You… you…”
“What about me?” Gimli asked still giggling over him.
“You… you… you be the death of me.” Aragorn finally spilled as he stared over the dwarf.
“Only me? And what about our elf?” Gimli asked as he grinned over Aragorn.
“Now, about him, if I am not find him soon, I will kill him when we find him.” Aragorn answered as he hid his smile.
“So let me get this straight. You will kill him only when we will find him, but what would I do?”
“You will hold me for killing him, as if I will kill him, his father, the king of Mirkwood will kill me himself.” Aragorn explained as the smile was now shown on his face.
“All right then, I will do my best to protect Legolas when the time would come,” Gimli responded and then he continued, “Now where that elf could be?”
Aragorn waved his hand over the dwarf as he replied, “Followed me…”
“Hurry up…” Gimli said to him.
Aragorn ignored his words as he tracked Legolas.
He could see sip after sip of blood, like a trail to follow.
He follows it, and so did Gimli.
Both of then could see their friend laid on the ground; pale and unmoving.
Aragorn could feel his legs stuck on the ground, though the words that he said to Gimli before, seemed faded away like the wind carried them far away.
Aragorn froze and stared over Legolas, while Gimli hurried over the lying elf, and then he turned his head found Aragorn only stared.
“ARAGORN!” Gimli shouted over the man hope that Aragorn would return to himself, and helping him with that elf.
Aragorn could felt the dread built in his body, the hairs on his back stood, as he truly wished that Legolas is not dead.
“Legolas?” Aragorn asked, as he walked over his friend, and knelt by him.
“Aragorn?” Gimli asked with a slight fear.
Aragorn stared at him, and then Gimli asked, “ Did you forget that Legolas is deaf?”
“I guess that I did, but how could I treatment him well, if he cannot even hear us?” Aragorn asked.
Gimli stared at him, he could see the emptiness in the man’s eyes, and though that Aragorn might just gave up saving his best friend’s life.
“Are you giving up on him already?” Gimli asked.
“No, but I wish that Legolas would hear us, so we could help.” Aragorn replied.
“I wish that too, but we need not to grow in expectation, it might do us disappointed.” Gimli suggested with grace.
“So I should not do that, I do not wish more troubles to fell on us…”
Gimli nodded, and then he asked, “Is there anything you want me to do?”
Aragorn glanced over the blood soaked bandages, and then he glanced over the sight, hearing the river flowing, he sighed lightly and then he spoke. “I hear the river.”
“We have water, I think.” Gimli said in harsh not knowing what Aragorn really wants.
“But what if we do not have more enough?” Aragorn asked, his eyes were still locked over the limp body of Legolas.
“Right, I get the idea. Do we have any spare barrel?”
Aragorn did some search in the bag, and when he found it, he gave it over the dwarf.
Gimli left searching over the river.
Aragorn as he knelt, removed the blood soaked bandages from Legolas’s pale body, and wondered if he did missed something.
Aragorn collected the green leaves and used them to weep the blood that still leaked from the open scars.
‘Is this ever stop?’ Aragorn thought in worry as he noticed the amount of blood that he cleaned.
Aragorn noticed something leaking with the red blood, it was black.
‘Poison? Is it still in his body?’Aragorn wondered as the same dread filled him.
Gimli returned with the water, and could see too the blood that licked from his friend’s body, what he noticed and caught his eyes was the blood that tickled from Legolas’s mouth, it was painted, both red and black.
“Aragorn?”
“What Gimli?”
“There is blood tickling from Legolas’s mouth, why it is black?”
“There is a chance that not all the poison left his body, and I need you to sedate him.
Gimli nodded in fear as he remembered the last time, he stared over Aragorn, hope that the man would continue, “What are you standing? Do it!”
“W… what?” Gimli asked as he seemed unsure of what he heard, although the order that Aragorn gave him.
“Sedate him, so I could check if I get all the poison out.” Aragorn explained.
“What could I do afterwards?” Gimli asked, hoped to get to do something to heal his friend, he did not want only to stare at Aragorn doing his part, he wanted to take part.
“Wipe the blood from his mouth, and help me to clean the remain blood from the opened scars, and then squeeze the herbs in the empty bowl, till it becomes a powder and saturated a little with the water that you brought. And then I need your aid to bring me new bandages as well.” Aragorn replied and stared over the dwarf, who quickly started to work, as time might betrayed them, the time they did not have.
Gimli sedated Legolas; using the herbs, moving them closer over the elf’s nose, and then he moved his ear over the elf’s chest, he sighed as he heard Legolas’s shallow breaths that left his mouth.
“You doing well.” Aragorn greeted at him with a soft smile.
“And quickly,” Gimli said, and added, “Legolas’s life is in our hands, Aragorn.”
“I know that Gimli, and we have to be patience, we need to save him, and let him know that we are not giving up on him!” Aragorn remarked.
“He should know that by himself, my friend.” Gimli said it to him.
End of Chapter 13.
Title: I Can Feel It! 14
Author: Sivan Shemesh
Beta: nautika
Rate: PG-13
Warning: Behold the scene! Violence, guilty. Character death?
Disclaimer: I do not own J R R TOLKIEN's character.
Spoiler: Movie Verse. AU.
Teaser/Summary
Four arrows hit the Mirkwood elf before he fell.
“Legolas!”
Words had been said, but no one can turn back time.
“I should have listened to you before,” Aragorn said, as he tried to save his best friend’s life…
14.
“He should know that by himself, my friend.” Gimli said it to him.
“Aye, he should, but that would not help us right now.” Aragorn muttered over him.
He hoped that his friend would open his eyes soon and could understand him as well.
ICFI!14
Few days later…
Aragorn and Gimli stayed beside Legolas’s body, they were alert to any suspect sound.
Gimli noticed some movement, “Aragorn…”
“What is it, Gimli?” Aragorn asked as he turned to face the dwarf.
“The elf…” Gimli answered, his eyes locked on Legolas.
Aragorn turned his gaze back to his mellon, and he too noticed how Legolas tried to open his eyes.
“Easy, mellon-nin.” Aragorn softly said as he reached closer toward Legolas’s body.
“Aragorn…” Gimli hints to the man as he hoped that Aragorn would remember Legolas’s disability.
Though, Aragorn ignored Gimli as he focused his eyes on his friend.
Gimli glared at him, saying nothing.
“Saes Legolas…” Aragorn begged as his eyes shone with hope.
And yet, Legolas’s eyes opened slowly, and Aragorn could see the emptiness in the blue eyes.
Gimli stared the elf’s face and could see the pain through the elf’s mask.
“Why does he still look as though he is in pain?” Gimli asked, and then he added, “Are the wounds healing?”
“I do not know,” Aragorn replied sadly and then he added, “I certainly hope so, as I do not know, and if it is what we are going to do about it if it still inside his body.” Aragorn looked concerned.
“I hope so too, cause this elf tests our friendship to him, and I must say that he quite succeeded.” Gimli then sighed, he could see how Aragorn was staring at him and could see the doubt in his friend’s face.
“Gimli, as a dwarf you amazed me every single time, as I thought sometimes as we started the Quest how many days would take you to cooperate instead of killing each other, and instead of doing it, the bond of friendship got stronger, like the bond of friendship between me and Legolas.” Aragorn grinned at him.
Both stared each other, smiles appeared, though nothing was said.
Finally Gimli spoke. “He better get well soon, or if the poison itself doesn’t kill him, as I will.”
Gimli noticed Legolas watching him.
“Aragorn?” Gimli called, still looking at the wide-open blue eyes of Legolas.
“What Gimli?” Aragorn asked, staring at him.
“Look at the elf!” Gimli pointed his hand to Legolas as his eyes were still locked in Legolas’s eyes.
Legolas kept staring at Gimli a frown.
Aragorn turned his head, looking at his elf-friend, and he too noticed the strange look that appeared on Legolas’s mask.
“Do you think he could hear us by now?” Gimli asked him, and his eyes been sparkled with hope.
“Then, we better asked him.” Aragorn replied as large smile appeared in his face.
“Legolas?” Gimli called over his elf friend.
“Legolas?” Aragorn called him in the same time.
Legolas unfortunately as it seemed did not know which where to look, so instead he stared at the sky, noticed how calm and beautiful it was, he smiled.
“Look, he is smiling at us,” Aragorn giggled suddenly.
“He is not, look, he is staring at the sky, not at us.” Gimli made a point.
“Oh.”
“Call him again.” Gimli suggested.
“Legolas, mellon-nin.” Aragorn called, waiting to see the elf’s eyes turned to look at him.
But Legolas’s eyes were still locked on the sky, smiling at the beauty there - the white clouds, and the birds that flew over.
“Then he is still deaf.” Aragorn murmured sadly.
“Then, the effect of the poison might still in his nervous system.” Gimli came to conclusion.
“But why would he smile? We need to save the hobbits! We need to do something. Has he forgotten what he vowed?” Aragorn asked Gimli.
Legolas turned to watch them as he noticed them acting strangely.
“Legolas?” Aragorn called.
End of Chapter 14.
-I-
I know, you wish to kill me in that moment. You can come while i search a good place to hide, or to pull my secret weapon... evil grin...
Title: I Can Feel It! 15/17
Author: Sivan Shemesh sivan325@walla.com
Beta: nautika
Rate: PG-13
Warning: Behold the scene! Violence, guilty. Character death?
Disclaimer: I do not own J R R TOLKIEN's character.
Spoiler: Movie Verse. AU.
Teaser/Summary
Four arrows hit the Mirkwood elf before he fell.
“Legolas!”
Words had been said, but no one can turn back time.
“I should have listened to you before,” Aragorn said, as he tried to save his best friend’s life…
15.
“But why would he smile? We need to save the hobbits! We need to do something. Has he forgotten what he vowed?” Aragorn asked Gimli.
Legolas turned to watch them as he noticed them acting strangely.
“Legolas?” Aragorn called.
Legolas did not say another word, but only stared at them. He could feel the fear and anger that came from his friend’s tone, he could see the dwarf’s face staring at him with care and fear as well.
Gimli said suddenly, glaring over the man with a look that could kill, “I believe that he remembered what he vowed, and you should know better than to fall into despair when he needs us the most.”
“We should go, we need to find them,” Aragorn said, nodded to the dwarf, “Take his weapon, while I take everything that I need of the bag, and then we will need to help him, and head over the track of the Uruks.”
Gimli nodded, and took Legolas’s weapons, and then he stared at the elf’s face, and noticed how tired or might fragile his features showed.
Legolas was aware of the acts of Aragorn and Gimli, he did notice that Gimli took his weapons and Aragorn knelt beside the bag.
“Leave me…” Legolas simply said to them, and then he just moved his head over the other side, watching a pair of birds that sang to him.
He let the tears fall down, as he could not hear nature singing for him, and his heart ached.
Aragorn circled his friend, knelt beside him, and wiped his tears away, and said slowly, hopeful that Legolas would understand, “Do not trust to hope, it has forsaken these lands, and not even from Gimli and my heart, mellon-nin.”
Legolas only nodded at him, though he kept staring at Aragorn, and then he scanned the area, noticed the look of worry in the dwarf’s face, he mumbled in sad voice, “Forgive me, I have failed you, and because of me, the trail of the hobbits seems lost.”
Aragorn sighed softly, kept staring at his friend, as he thought that Legolas never changed, and wonder what he could possibly say to him that might change it, but how could he understood the words, if he can’t hear him.
Gimli sensed it, as he kept staring between Aragorn and Legolas, he could see how much Aragorn tried, as his face said it all, frustrated and sad, just like when Gandalf the Grey fought against the Balrog, and left them, as he fell from the cliff.
Gimli came towards Legolas, knelt beside him, as he slowly said, “You, come with us, mellon-nin,”
“We would not leave you behind!”
Legolas sighed, nodded to the dwarf, and allowed his body to fall into a welcoming and restful sleep.
Aragorn did not understand what had happened between those two. He coughed, and caught the dwarf’s attention.
“What did you do?” Aragorn asked, and then added, as he seemed confused by the dwarf’s action, “How do you know if the elf understood your words? What did you do?”
Gimli grinned at him, and Aragorn glared in response, “Why are you grinning? Did I say something funny?”
“Nay. You did nothing, my friend, I did… and what I did, I keep in secret… after all you are the healer, not I.” Gimli smirked at him, saying no more, but sitting next to Legolas, with a large smile upon his face.
End of Chapter 15
Title: I Can Feel It! 16/17
Author: Sivan Shemesh
Beta: nautika
Rate: PG-13
Warning: Behold the scene! Violence, guilty. Character death?
Disclaimer: I do not own J R R TOLKIEN's character.
Spoiler: Movie Verse. AU.
Teaser/Summary
Four arrows hit the Mirkwood elf before he fell.
“Legolas!”
Words had been said, but no one can turn back time.
“I should have listened to you before,” Aragorn said, as he tried to save his best friend’s life…
16.
A/N: The idea to the story about why I act cruelty over my fav. Elf, and left him deaf was came from a snip of what Aragorn did in TTT movie… grin…I mean why I been cruel to my elf…
Special Disclaimer and A/N2: Quotes taken from TTT. For good cause for the story, I did some changing, only a bit…
The trio was in motion as soon as Legolas stood on his feet; he did a bit of exercise before he ran after the man, and Gimli was in the rear, watching the elf's back, fearful that if he fell he would not be able to rise and not wishing they had left the elf behind.
The Three Hunters ran across rocks and plains, with Aragorn in the lead, followed by Legolas and Gimli. From time to time, Legolas looked back to make sure that Gimli was keeping up. Aragorn suddenly bent down to pick up an Elven brooch from the ground.
The man said, “Not idly do the leaves of Lórien fall.”
That filled the elf with hope, as he had thought that because of him, the hobbits might died. Now he mumbled to his friend, “They may yet be alive.”
Legolas turned around, looking at the dwarf, noticing how the dwarf stumbled from behind the rocks and rolled over the ground.
Legolas hid his grin, as he encouraged Gimli as he panted for breath, “Come, Gimli! We are gaining on them!”
Gimli panted to breath as he mumbled, “I am wasted on cross-country! We dwarves are natural sprinters! Very dangerous over short distances!”
The trackers came over a hill and paused as they gazed across the plains below.
Legolas studied the man; watched him as he started to speak, “Rohan. Home of the horse-lords. There is something strange at work here. Some evil gives speed to these creatures, sets its will against us.”
Legolas ran ahead and looked out to the horizon. He missed the view, he noticed the birds in the sky, and he smiled a bit, found himself relaxing at the sight in front of him.
Not even knowing if the man had said something, he spoke, describing the sight before him, “The Uruks turn northeast. They’re taking the hobbits to Isengard!”
Then the three hunters raced over the tracks, running like the witch-king himself were after their tails.
Gimli mumbled suddenly, “Keep breathing! That’s the key! Breathe! Ho!”
Legolas said to himself while running, “They run as if the very whips of their masters were behind them.”
While running after Aragorn, Legolas enjoyed the feeling of the breeze on his face, it felt good, then he look up at the sky, noticed the red sun rising, he stopped, and said, “The red sun rises. Blood has been spilled this night.”
Aragorn knelt on the ground, his ear on the earth, listening to the noise like the earth shaking, then lead them behind some boulders.
A large group of horse-men appeared, galloping quickly with their banners flying. Aragorn came out of hiding as they passed, followed by Legolas and Gimli.
Aragorn called to the group, “Rider of Rohan, what news from the Mark?”
At a signal from Éomer at the lead, the riders made a quick turn and headed toward them, surrounding them in an ever-tightening circle. As they stopped, they pointed their long spears menacingly at the three.
The man snapped at them, “What business does an Elf, a man and a Dwarf have in the Riddermark? Speak quickly!”
Gimli with his cocky behavior spoke to Éomer, “Give me your name, Horsemaster, and I shall give you mine.”
Éomer handed his staff to another rider, and dismounted. Aragorn put a hand on Gimli’s shoulder.
Éomer snapped at the dwarf as he warned him, “I would cut off your head, Dwarf, if it stood but a little higher from the ground.”
Legolas, in a lightning fast move, pointed an arrow at Éomer. Gimli and Aragorn stared in disbelief; hope was now common in their mind. ‘He can hear…’
Legolas stared with a stoic face at Éomer, “You would die before your stroke fell!”
The riders all pointed their spears closer at the travelers. After a tense moment, Aragorn pushed down Legolas’ arm.
Aragorn started to talk, introducing himself and his companion to the horse masters, “I am Aragorn, son of Arathorn. This is Gimli, son of Glóin and Legolas of the Woodland realm. We are friends of Rohan and of Théoden, your king.”
Éomer, with a lack of hope, took off his helmet as he spoke, “Théoden no longer recognizes friend from foe. Not even his own kin.”
The spears are withdrawn.
Aragorn gave his elf friend, a nod and a smile, as Legolas could hear, and his instincts seemed to be quite well.
Gimli was grateful as the elf risked his own life saving his neck, and moved his hand over the elf’s elbow and squeezed it gently, at the touch, Legolas stared at him, but no word came from his lips.
End of Chapter 16.
A/N: I want to thank to all the loyal reviews for support and encouragement that you gave, and forgive me for taking long on it, though, it's finished.
Hannon-le.
Title: I Can Feel It! 17/17
Author: Sivan Shemesh
Beta: nautika - Hannon-le, mellon-nin.
Rate: PG-13
Warning: Behold the scene! Violence, guilt. Character death?
Disclaimer: I do not own J R R TOLKIEN's character.
Spoiler: Movie Verse. AU.
Teaser/Summary
Four arrows hit the Mirkwood elf before he fell.
“Legolas!”
Words had been said, but no one can turn back time.
“I should have listened to you before,” Aragorn said, as he tried to save his best friend’s life…
17. Epilogue
Riders of Rohan left the three hunters as they rode North.
Gimli stared at the elf with an astonished look in his face, as a joyful sparkle appeared in his eyes.
“Can you hear us clearly now, master elf?”
Legolas nodded, and stared at the horizon where the ashes of the bodies could be seen by his keen eyes.
Legolas was not ready for the dwarf’s act, as Gimli came closer and hugged his hands around Legolas’s waist, and with a smile he said, “Thank you, laddie.”
Legolas lowered his head, staring at the dwarf, with confusion, and then at Aragorn.
“Forgive me, mellon-nin, for not listening to your warning, I should have done so, but I did not, and almost cost your life, and I could not bear that you were deaf, and could not hear me, but I assumed that it was well, as I now, would listen, and will take your words to my heart.” Aragorn admitted to his friend, as he clasped his hands on the elf’s shoulders.
Legolas nodded to Aragorn as well, still saying not a word for both of them, as he needs to know, what he should say, as he felt that he was a burden while the Quest, and he felt that it was his own fault about Boromir’s death and losing the Hobbits.
“Legolas?” Aragorn asked, and he wiped his tears as they fell from his hazel eyes, both out of happiness that Legolas finally could hear, and yet, sadness that the elf not cooperate, neither talk to them.
Aragorn stared at the elf, he could noticed how the elf was so tensed, and he knew that he should do something that Legolas would opened to him and Gimli, to know what bothered him so.
“You are my friend since we were younger,” Aragorn started to say, his eyes still locked at the elf’s form, and added, “You knew my fears as I knew yours, so tell us mellon-nin, what troubles you now?”
Legolas sighed, swallowed the lump in his throat, and said in a shaky voice, “I… was a burden, when you could have hunted those Uruk-Hai’s down and saved the hobbits… you should left me there, and saved them, as each of us, made a vow. Because of my, because of my injury, you failed this vow.”
And with that, the elf looked away from them, feeling that he failed the Fellowship.
“Hold on, lad,” Gimli said to the elf, and added, “You never were a burden!”
“Yes, I was,” Legolas, said with determination, and then he looked at Aragorn, and snapped at him, “I saw you walk away from me, vanishing from sight, I know that I was a burden, I could see it in your eyes. Knowing that I was deaf, you walk away, leaving me with Gimli who seemed helpless.”
“You watch us, even if you did not feel well, after recovering from your other injuries.” Aragorn claimed.
“Aye, adopting other senses, when one is seemed useless at a time,” Legolas grinned, gave them a little smile, and then added, “What would I do, if it was for all my life, I could feel useless, when the time to attack could appear, when I could not hear the danger, and I will put your life in danger, I could not do so…” Legolas admitted, and lowered his head, as the smile vanished from his face.
Aragorn lifted Legolas’s head, “But you are not, your hearing is back, and we know that you would save and warn us of any danger that came for us.”
“But what-if?” Legolas asked, his voice quivering.
“Stop that mellon-nin, you are fine, and should stop dwelling on what might have happened.” Aragorn advised him with a smile.
“Come, elf, we should ride, and you should hear the wind blowing as we fly through it.”
The End!
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