Never Forget Who You Are

Title: Never Forget Who You Are 5

Author: Sivan Shemesh sivan325@walla.com

Beta: Manon & Morgan Jain Emery, who correct me where I gone wrong.

Rate: T

Summary: What happens if your best friend loses his memory? Will you stand behind him all the way or start to lose hope for him? And the big question is: Will Legolas remember anything at all, or will he be lost forever? But what evils are there, and why Legolas? You will need to find out.

Warning: Graphic violence/torture physically and mentally, OC’s, angst. Character death.

Spoilers: Post ROTK. AU.

Disclaimer: I do not own J R R TOLKIEN's characters, but I do own Gimli’s brother and more, the others that you do not recognize.

Author notes: This is my first story.

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Chapter 5: Back to Rivendell…barely.

A week after…

Aragorn and Gimli finally reached Rivendell as quickly as they could. They had traveled without sleeping or eating. As they came to the border they both fell from their horses in exhaustion.

Elladan and Elrohir saw their foster brother and Gimli fall. They hurried over to see if they were well, but both were unconscious.

The twins asked the other scouts with them to take the two to the healers and for Mithrandir and Lord Elrond to meet them there.

As they came to the place of the healing house, Gandalf was already in the room and Elrond, their father, was waiting for them at the door.

"Was Legolas with them?" Elrond asked. He entered the room, followed by his sons, and closed the door quietly behind them.

"No, they came together and they looked very pale, like they had not eaten at all," Elladan said. “We need to make sure that when they wake they eat properly."

"I think we should ask them as soon as they wake up what exactly occurred. Until they do, nothing will enlighten us to the Prince’s whereabouts, Mithrandir said.

The door opened, and a face glanced inside. He looked around to see if his lord was there and, when he saw that he was, he came inside and spoke.

"My lord" the servant said, "There is a messenger from Mirkwood.”

"Just what I need right now,” Lord Elrond muttered "Send him to my room. I will talk to him in private."

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In Elrond’s study…

The messenger was sitting in the chair waiting for Lord Elrond. He saw the door open and Lord Elrond entered. The messenger rose and bowed in respect to honour the ties that there were between the two kingdoms, especially after the death of the Queen of Mirkwood where Lord Elrond had done as much as he could to save her.

Elrond responded in kind and Elrond acknowledged the bow with a slight nod of his head.

"What news have you from Mirkwood?" Elrond asked him.

"My king fears for his son. Thranduil knows that Gandalf and the rest of the Fellowship have returned. He misses his only son, my lord,” the messenger said.

“And there is more” the scout said, continuing, “The trees are dying within the King’s realm.” There was fear and concern in the messenger’s voice.

Elrond frowned. ‘Even when Legolas went with the Fellowship, the trees were still blooming,’ he thought.

"What is wrong with your forest? Isn’t it still blooming?” Elrond asked, and saw the scout look over the forest of Rivendell that was near to decay. The colour of the trees had started to change.

"It is the same as yours. The colours had begun to change like it was beginning to decay. Lord Elrond, I know you remember the time when Legolas began to speak and sing to the forest and hear what it said," the messenger said. "Now even in your forest things have worsened, and I'm afraid for the Lothlórien too. Something is wrong, my lord – I can see it in the sky and in the darkest night,” the messenger finished.

"I need you to wait for me in the garden as I need to write a letter to your King. You'll have to bring it to him as soon as possible," Elrond said to the messenger.

The messenger nodded and left, closing the door quietly behind him.

As the door closed, Elrond set to writing the letter to his old and close friend. It did not take him long. Elrond wished that every time he invited Thranduil he did so for a happy occasion, not a bad one. Unfortunately, once again it seemed fate had conspired against him.

After he finished the letter, he went outside to give the letter to to the messenger and told him to give the letter to the King as soon as possible.

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Later the same day... at the healing house...

As the last light of the day disappeared and darkness filled the sky, Aragorn and Gimli finally woke up.

After several minutes they noticed the worried looks that were directed at them.

“Are you well?” Lord Elrond asked.

"We are just exhausted and have barely eaten anything at all," Aragorn said.

As Elrond heard what his foster son said he called to his servant and asked for fresh food and water to be brought. After several minutes the servant brought a selection of food and a jug full of water.

After they ate and drank they rested for several minutes before answering the questions being directed at them.

"Where is Legolas? Has he already left this shore?" Gandalf asked them with worried expression.

"On the contrary, Gandalf," Aragorn said to the Wizard. Then looking at his foster father, he said, "We fear for him father."

"What is wrong?" Elrond asked, examining their faces and seeing the fear in their eyes.

"If you can start from the beginning, it will be much appreciated," Gandalf said.

"Firstly, here are his weapons," Aragorn said as he opened his pack and presented them with Legolas' weapons. As they saw the weapons they realized the gravity of the situation and prayed for the Valar to save the elf.

"Why do you have his weapons?" Elladan asked him.

"The stubborn elf threw them down and walked off angrily. One of us at least should had stayed with him, to protect him, now we do not even know if he is still alive or dead." Gimli finally spoke, sounding very guilty.

End of Chapter 5.