DRIFTWOOD
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Adult +
Chapters:
53
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4,591
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CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE
DRIFTWOOD
BY
JOXIE
Title : Driftwood
Author : Joxie
Pairing : Thranduil/Will, Legolas/Elrond, Aze/Arwen
Rating : NC17 Swearing AU
Authors Notes : LOTR/POTC Crossover, third story in the Sparks Universe follows ASFU and PTTL
Summary : A stranger in a strange land can he help a fading King and what of the Kings family?
Feedback : Yes please, please be tactful and patient.
Disclaimer : Complete Cobblers I Own Nothing!
CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE
Both of them noticed the smoke rising from the chimney of Cirdan’s old house. It was the one lone spark of life in the ghost like harbour. With caution they pushed the front door open.
“I’ve been waiting these last three days for your arrival” said a voice they both recognised.
“Gandalf” boomed Thranduil.
“At your service” beamed the wizard.
“Merlin it is good to see you” Will managed a smile.
“There are only two of you, where is Cirdan” Gandalf demanded.
“Comforting a goddess, secure in her embrace” Will replied without irony.
“There is not a lot you can say to that” concluded the wizard.
“Indeed” agreed Thranduil.
Thranduil and Will tucked into impromptu meal seated at the kitchen table, as Gandalf lit his pipe. It was clear he was very curious as to why they were back so soon. He took a deep draw on the pipe letting the smoke slowly drift from his mouth.
“Did she throw you out of paradise?” Gandalf asked innocently.
Will snorted, “That is assuming we thought we were in paradise in the first place.”
“So what happened, did the Dutchman reject you both?” It was another idle comment from Gandalf.
“Man is what happened” Thranduil snapped.
“He ruined a perfectly good world, harmed her oceans and betrayed the land” Will’s explanation seemed to calm and rational to Gandalf.
“How did man managed that” Gandalf’s curiosity made him ask.
“A machine exploded” Will breathed in deeply “its poison spread carried on the wind and water. She saved her chosen few the rest, some survived I’m sure but” the words trailed off.
“She sent both of you here to keep you safe” Gandalf responded.
“Yes and to assist in keeping this world unspoiled.” Will concurred dryly.
“How do you mean to do that?” Gandalf asked.
Will held up his hand and the ring glinted on his finger, “Thranduil has told me a little of the history of this trinket and what you expected Frodo to do. I think a visit to Mount Doom is priority don’t you?” Asked the unsmiling Will.
“You are right, though this world is still safe as long as it rests against your skin” Gandalf assured him.
“The safest option is to destroy it and I will see it done.” Will replied evenly.
“I will go with you” offered Gandalf.
“My thanks but no, it will be easier if there are just two of us” Will seemed ready to stand his ground on this point.
“If you are sure” Gandalf replied “I know Thranduil will get you to your destination.”
Choose your battles Gandalf thought to himself and asked, “You plan to keep your arrival secret until this job is done?”
Will nodded, “It’s the best way I think.”
“I’m sure your right” Gandalf took another draw on his pipe. While wondering how much Thranduil knew of Will’s plans before this very moment.
From entering the house Will had felt the presence of his heart. Now his eyes were drawn to the trunks still lying underneath the window.
“She allowed us luggage this time” Will said casually.
“I wouldn’t call your heart luggage” Gandalf sighed.
“Neither would I” Thranduil said curtly.
Will smiled at his lover and said, “You hold the key to my heart, which it is yours and yours alone.”
“Never forget that and everything will be fine” Thranduil turned to Gandalf and asked “how fairs my family?”
It was later in the evening as they readied themselves for bed that Thranduil asked, “Spur of the moment?”
“Yes” Will replied.
“Its just as well I agreed with you isn’t it?” There was a lack of warmth in Thranduil’s voice.
Feeling sensitive Will asked, “Do you plan to return to Mirkwood and take up your crown again?”
“No that time has past for me, it’s now my daughter’s responsibility to guide and lead the people of Mirkwood. Funny I’ve come to enjoy my freedom, selfish I know.”
Will smiled “I’m all for selfishness, having never really had the chance to indulge in it myself.”
“After our stroll to Mount Doom I will make sure you get plenty of practice” Thranduil grinned.
BY
JOXIE
Title : Driftwood
Author : Joxie
Pairing : Thranduil/Will, Legolas/Elrond, Aze/Arwen
Rating : NC17 Swearing AU
Authors Notes : LOTR/POTC Crossover, third story in the Sparks Universe follows ASFU and PTTL
Summary : A stranger in a strange land can he help a fading King and what of the Kings family?
Feedback : Yes please, please be tactful and patient.
Disclaimer : Complete Cobblers I Own Nothing!
CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE
Both of them noticed the smoke rising from the chimney of Cirdan’s old house. It was the one lone spark of life in the ghost like harbour. With caution they pushed the front door open.
“I’ve been waiting these last three days for your arrival” said a voice they both recognised.
“Gandalf” boomed Thranduil.
“At your service” beamed the wizard.
“Merlin it is good to see you” Will managed a smile.
“There are only two of you, where is Cirdan” Gandalf demanded.
“Comforting a goddess, secure in her embrace” Will replied without irony.
“There is not a lot you can say to that” concluded the wizard.
“Indeed” agreed Thranduil.
Thranduil and Will tucked into impromptu meal seated at the kitchen table, as Gandalf lit his pipe. It was clear he was very curious as to why they were back so soon. He took a deep draw on the pipe letting the smoke slowly drift from his mouth.
“Did she throw you out of paradise?” Gandalf asked innocently.
Will snorted, “That is assuming we thought we were in paradise in the first place.”
“So what happened, did the Dutchman reject you both?” It was another idle comment from Gandalf.
“Man is what happened” Thranduil snapped.
“He ruined a perfectly good world, harmed her oceans and betrayed the land” Will’s explanation seemed to calm and rational to Gandalf.
“How did man managed that” Gandalf’s curiosity made him ask.
“A machine exploded” Will breathed in deeply “its poison spread carried on the wind and water. She saved her chosen few the rest, some survived I’m sure but” the words trailed off.
“She sent both of you here to keep you safe” Gandalf responded.
“Yes and to assist in keeping this world unspoiled.” Will concurred dryly.
“How do you mean to do that?” Gandalf asked.
Will held up his hand and the ring glinted on his finger, “Thranduil has told me a little of the history of this trinket and what you expected Frodo to do. I think a visit to Mount Doom is priority don’t you?” Asked the unsmiling Will.
“You are right, though this world is still safe as long as it rests against your skin” Gandalf assured him.
“The safest option is to destroy it and I will see it done.” Will replied evenly.
“I will go with you” offered Gandalf.
“My thanks but no, it will be easier if there are just two of us” Will seemed ready to stand his ground on this point.
“If you are sure” Gandalf replied “I know Thranduil will get you to your destination.”
Choose your battles Gandalf thought to himself and asked, “You plan to keep your arrival secret until this job is done?”
Will nodded, “It’s the best way I think.”
“I’m sure your right” Gandalf took another draw on his pipe. While wondering how much Thranduil knew of Will’s plans before this very moment.
From entering the house Will had felt the presence of his heart. Now his eyes were drawn to the trunks still lying underneath the window.
“She allowed us luggage this time” Will said casually.
“I wouldn’t call your heart luggage” Gandalf sighed.
“Neither would I” Thranduil said curtly.
Will smiled at his lover and said, “You hold the key to my heart, which it is yours and yours alone.”
“Never forget that and everything will be fine” Thranduil turned to Gandalf and asked “how fairs my family?”
It was later in the evening as they readied themselves for bed that Thranduil asked, “Spur of the moment?”
“Yes” Will replied.
“Its just as well I agreed with you isn’t it?” There was a lack of warmth in Thranduil’s voice.
Feeling sensitive Will asked, “Do you plan to return to Mirkwood and take up your crown again?”
“No that time has past for me, it’s now my daughter’s responsibility to guide and lead the people of Mirkwood. Funny I’ve come to enjoy my freedom, selfish I know.”
Will smiled “I’m all for selfishness, having never really had the chance to indulge in it myself.”
“After our stroll to Mount Doom I will make sure you get plenty of practice” Thranduil grinned.