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CHAPTER THIRTY 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 THIRTY FIVE
Provisions were brought to the glade since Will refused to climb any bloody trees and Thranduil was in no mood to argue with him. Glorfindel happily took up the offer of a whole talan to himself. It was decided that all talk could wait until the next day, so that the travellers would be well rested.
Will muttered rather unkindly, “And that Galadriel’s complexion would hopefully be back to normal by then.”
Early the following morning Thranduil left his lover sleeping and went in search Of Celeborn. He found the elf sitting in a near by tree brooding.
“I trust your wife has recovered” Thranduil asked wryly, as he climbed up to join him.
“Quite, she is resilient.” The words were casual.
“Good” Thranduil eyed Celeborn, “Something on your mind?”
Instead of answering the question Celeborn said, “I’m going with you when you leave.”
“Do you think that’s wise?” Thranduil was more curious than annoyed by the statement.
“Probably not” Celeborn’s tone was dry.
“Does Galadriel know of your plans?” Thranduil waited.
“I haven’t told her yet, which doesn’t mean she doesn’t know.” Celeborn stretched and rolled his shoulders.
“Will isn’t very fond of you” Thranduil said pleasantly.
“Nor I of him, but the situation needs us to be adults and I’m prepared to put aside my prejudices for the duration of his quest to destroy the ring” Celeborn frowned.
Will did not like waking alone, he was now used to the presence of Thranduil by his side. He rolled on to his back and stretched lazily. The morning light was gentle in this kingdom and his eyes did not protest when he opened them.
Thranduil’s scent washed over Will, the familiar fragrance of fresh cut grass with a hint of mint. He took another deep breath and looked around but still his lover was no where to be seen.
Will closed his eyes and concentrated; to his surprise he heard voices. Startled he jumped to his feet, but he was alone. A soft growl echoed in his ears and his blood seemed to course wildly through his veins.
Calypso’s voice soothed him, “Gifts from the wolf, my William use them wisely.”
Her presence was no more and Will stumble over his feet. Hands over his ears trying to block out the many sounds and voices. The scents of elves, animals and all other things in the forest also bombarded him without restraint.
He felt insanity beckon him; Will’s only clear thought was he needed to find Thranduil. He staggered from the glade blindly following his mates scent unaware of the curious eyes that followed his every movement. His world had shrunk to sound and scent, and nothing much else.
His sensitive ears picked up a voice he recognised and he headed towards the tree it came from.
“Will may not want you tagging along with us” Thranduil told Celeborn bluntly.
“I never thought he was stupid, just arrogant and reckless” snapped Celeborn.
“Is that what you call putting your prejudices aside” Thranduil said without inflection.
“Werewolves are after him and the Lady only knows what else. Can he afford to refuse my kind offer of help?” Celeborn realized he had lost Thranduil’s attention, he was listening but not to him.
In the blink of an eye Thranduil was down the tree and standing in front of Will. Who was crouched on the ground his eyes tightly shut and his body shaking.
“Make it go away, make it stop” Will chanted his voice small and desperate.
When Thranduil tried to remove Will’s hands from his ears he cried out. Feeling near to panic himself Thranduil hurriedly sat down beside Will and pulled him into a tight embrace.
Seeing the situation Celeborn gave orders that Will be taken to the healing rooms. The journey was memorable as Will fought them tooth and nail. In the end Celeborn punched him with great calculation and Will dropped like a stone into unconsciousness.
Thranduil struck out with much less calculation and gave Celeborn a black eye.
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 THIRTY FIVE
Provisions were brought to the glade since Will refused to climb any bloody trees and Thranduil was in no mood to argue with him. Glorfindel happily took up the offer of a whole talan to himself. It was decided that all talk could wait until the next day, so that the travellers would be well rested.
Will muttered rather unkindly, “And that Galadriel’s complexion would hopefully be back to normal by then.”
Early the following morning Thranduil left his lover sleeping and went in search Of Celeborn. He found the elf sitting in a near by tree brooding.
“I trust your wife has recovered” Thranduil asked wryly, as he climbed up to join him.
“Quite, she is resilient.” The words were casual.
“Good” Thranduil eyed Celeborn, “Something on your mind?”
Instead of answering the question Celeborn said, “I’m going with you when you leave.”
“Do you think that’s wise?” Thranduil was more curious than annoyed by the statement.
“Probably not” Celeborn’s tone was dry.
“Does Galadriel know of your plans?” Thranduil waited.
“I haven’t told her yet, which doesn’t mean she doesn’t know.” Celeborn stretched and rolled his shoulders.
“Will isn’t very fond of you” Thranduil said pleasantly.
“Nor I of him, but the situation needs us to be adults and I’m prepared to put aside my prejudices for the duration of his quest to destroy the ring” Celeborn frowned.
Will did not like waking alone, he was now used to the presence of Thranduil by his side. He rolled on to his back and stretched lazily. The morning light was gentle in this kingdom and his eyes did not protest when he opened them.
Thranduil’s scent washed over Will, the familiar fragrance of fresh cut grass with a hint of mint. He took another deep breath and looked around but still his lover was no where to be seen.
Will closed his eyes and concentrated; to his surprise he heard voices. Startled he jumped to his feet, but he was alone. A soft growl echoed in his ears and his blood seemed to course wildly through his veins.
Calypso’s voice soothed him, “Gifts from the wolf, my William use them wisely.”
Her presence was no more and Will stumble over his feet. Hands over his ears trying to block out the many sounds and voices. The scents of elves, animals and all other things in the forest also bombarded him without restraint.
He felt insanity beckon him; Will’s only clear thought was he needed to find Thranduil. He staggered from the glade blindly following his mates scent unaware of the curious eyes that followed his every movement. His world had shrunk to sound and scent, and nothing much else.
His sensitive ears picked up a voice he recognised and he headed towards the tree it came from.
“Will may not want you tagging along with us” Thranduil told Celeborn bluntly.
“I never thought he was stupid, just arrogant and reckless” snapped Celeborn.
“Is that what you call putting your prejudices aside” Thranduil said without inflection.
“Werewolves are after him and the Lady only knows what else. Can he afford to refuse my kind offer of help?” Celeborn realized he had lost Thranduil’s attention, he was listening but not to him.
In the blink of an eye Thranduil was down the tree and standing in front of Will. Who was crouched on the ground his eyes tightly shut and his body shaking.
“Make it go away, make it stop” Will chanted his voice small and desperate.
When Thranduil tried to remove Will’s hands from his ears he cried out. Feeling near to panic himself Thranduil hurriedly sat down beside Will and pulled him into a tight embrace.
Seeing the situation Celeborn gave orders that Will be taken to the healing rooms. The journey was memorable as Will fought them tooth and nail. In the end Celeborn punched him with great calculation and Will dropped like a stone into unconsciousness.
Thranduil struck out with much less calculation and gave Celeborn a black eye.