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Tag Archives: Erestor/Elrond
Author: Blue Gold w/ The Brain
Archive: htttp://goldshowers.bravepages.com, LoM
Pairings: Legolas/Aragorn, Arwen/Gimli, Gimli/Sam, Frodo/Glorfindel, Haldir/Elrohir, Elrond/Erestor,
Summary: Merry and Pippin play matchmaker with a little help from Gandalf with some strange results.
Disclaimer: I *sniff* do not own any of the characters in this story. They are owned by Tolkien/Jackson.
Warnings: “Narcissism”, voyeurism, immortal beings acting like twits, random interspecies pairings.
Authors Notes: Humor
Thanks to “The Brain” for getting me to write such a thing!
Figure .09 by Linkin Park used without permission
AU: After the war everyone just hung out in middle earth, Aragorn’s avoiding his kingly duties and his wedding to Arwen, no elves sailed west and HALDIR DIDN’T DIE!
Feedback: Please its always nice to hear something.
^*^Hearing your name
The memories come back again
I remember when it started happening
To see you in every thought I had and then
The thoughts slowly found words attached to them ^*^
Legolas dismounted his horse looking at the elven kingdom that was Rivendell; he hadn’t been here in almost a year. And he knew the reason. It wasn’t because it was a long journey from Mirkwood to Rivendell, though that was a part of it was because he didn’t want to see him.
It was a grand occasion the third anniversary of the war of the ring the only reason he ever came to face Aragorn. He smiled at the stable boy taking his horse who looked like he saw a valar.
Erestor crossed his arms looking at the sliver haired elf his violet eyes cold. “Is this the inept oaf that nearly killed me?” He snarled looking at Glorfindel who nodded; the only elf from Imladris who could keep a straight face.
After spending a month traveling with a shy retreating Erestor they couldn’t believe this elf was real. A swirl of menacing black robes and cold hard eyes, did not match the image of the docile elf that they were all sure had feelings for Glorfindel. He blushed much too often when the Golden lord was around, and they were wondering if said lord would ever notice.
“I did not nearly kill you,” Haldir snarled and Glorfindel lost his battle with a grin stepping back to hide among his men. Onónion touching his arm to share his grin, they had decided this would be good for Erestor and asked him to hold nothing back. The elf had been in a stupor for days after learning the truth about his origins. It did not help that there had been constant sightings of Mael Faer hovering near the border as if searching for something.
Erestor watched as the men set up camp settling under a tree for a moment. After attempting to help the first night and getting in everyone’s way Glorfindel had taken him aside and asked if he would simply stay to the side while the others worked.
One of the elves, scheduled for this nights watch came over to Erestor.
“Are you alright?”
“Tired,” Erestor admitted. Ever since they had left Imladris Erestor had been feeling more and more lethargic. It had concerned him but it was nothing like the shakes and attacks he used to get when he delayed a trip to the tavern.
Erestor entered the office and was surprised to see Melpomean already there. The elf had taken Glorfindel’s usual seat and had a small leather bound book in his lap as well as some charcoal.
“Erestor do you feel overworked?” Elrond asked.
“Why is that everyone’s first assumption? Glorfindel has a second. So do you I might add. Is it so strange for me to think it is a good idea if there is someone besides myself that can do these things?”
“No I suppose you are quite right. And you couldn’t have found better, and this makes something we have to discuss all the more easier,” Elrond said.
Elladan approached the door to Erestor’s office for the third time that day his hand poised at the door when he sighed and lowered his hand. Erestor pulled open the door and blinked in surprise at the half-elf.
“Have you been sulking outside the office all day?” Erestor asked.
“No, well a couple times,” Elladan replied sheepishly. “How did you know?”
Erestor motioned for Elladan to step aside and then stepped right beside in front of the door and the half elf heard the tiny creak he hadn’t noticed.
Elladan stared at his brother his arms full of sobbing chief advisor and Elrohir pointed to the hall of fire where the music had just ended, which meant the hall would be crawling with elves in seconds.
He carefully lead Erestor to their messy quarters. Elladan not releasing his hold on Erestor sat him down on their chaise and just held the elf as Elrohir left the room and returned a few moments later with tea as Erestor began to calm and started to pull away from Elladan,
“Would you like some tea?”
It was well past dinner when Erestor brought himself out of his work having taken on Elrond’s duties as well as his own knowing the half elf would want to tend on the hobbit until all is well. So he was surprised to see Elrond standing at the door tray in hand.
“I had a feeling I would find you here,” Elrond said entering the office placing the tray down and pulling the chair closer to Erestor’s desk.
“Does this mean the hobbit is well?”
“Frodo, and we feel all is well. It will be sometime before he wakes but he will. Now you must eat.”