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DRIFTWOOD

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CHAPTER FORTY THREE

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 FORTY THREE

Aragorn turned around and near jumped out of his skin. Legolas was lounging against his dressing room window amusement clear in his eyes.

“Where in blue blazes did you come from?” Aragorn grinned.

“The window your trees are most accommodating” the amusement was in his voice as well.

Legolas was swallowed in a bear hug, “It’s good to see you my friend.”

On stepping back Aragorn realized something, the prince’s eyes were a beautiful shade of amber.

“Legolas is there anything you want to tell me?” Aragorn asked with concern.

“I’m carrying” there was a sullen tone to his voice.

“Don’t you want the child?” Aragorn’s own tone was neutral.

“I love my child and would never harm her” Legolas placed a hand over his stomach protectively “Never” he said emphatically.

“A girl” Aragorn smiled thinking of his own daughter “I am blessed with visitors at this moment; Gandalf arrived not two days ago. He is concerned about your father and the ring.”

“I was right” Legolas said with satisfaction.

“Elrond isn’t with you is he?” Aragorn enquired.

“We had words” confirmed Legolas.
“Ah, am I likely to find a party from Rivendell on your trail?” Went on Aragorn.

“Probably, he worries needlessly about me” Legolas sighed.

Aragorn did not comment on that but instead invited Legolas to join him and Gandalf in talks they were about to begin. Legolas agreed with all signs of seriousness and only asked for time to refresh himself.

Once alone Aragorn made his way to the meeting chamber where Gandalf was waiting for him.

“The Golden Prince of Rivendell has arrived” Aragorn announced.

“It is only to be expected, he is his fathers son” Gandalf was not surprised at all.

“He is pregnant” Aragorn continued quietly.

“Well that is a surprise, what colour are his eyes?” Gandalf asked curiously.

“Amber” Aragorn revealed.

“A girl” smiled Gandalf and then added “he is joining us?”

“I thought it best to invite him” admitted Aragorn.

“Good, good Legolas has a quick mind when he chooses to use it” Gandalf lips quirked.

“I heard that” Legolas said entering the room.

“You were meant to young elf” there was a twinkle in the wizard’s eyes “now that you’re here we can begin.”

Settling himself comfortably Gandalf went on “The Captain and your father have done well so far but they are going to need help. They have left the Dead Marshes and now must face the terror of Minas Morgul. Sauron grows restless he senses the danger approaching him.”

“How can we help them?” Aragorn offered immediately.

Gandalf smiled, “If we can distract Sauron our friends might slip his notice and continue to there desination.”

“That will take many warriors and soldiers” Legolas frowned.

“Very true, that is why I have already spoken to your Queen and the King of Rohan” Gandalf told Legolas.

“My sister what did she say?” Asked Legolas.

“Even now she leads several thousand of her best warriors to Minas Tirith ready to help in any way she can” he watched Legolas smile with pride at his sister’s actions.

“I will ride by her side” Legolas told the other two.

“Do you think that is wise?” Enquired Gandalf.

“I take it you don’t?” Legolas said coldly.

“Do you really want to risk the precious burden you carry” Gandalf said calmly.

“No child will be safe if the ring is not destroyed” Legolas burst out.

“Will is immortal” Gandalf pointed out.

“But not invulnerable” Legolas returned.

“Neither Aragorn nor myself can stop you, that power lies with your sister” and with that talk turned to Rohan.

Old King Eomer had huffed and puffed but in the end pledged his army for the glory of Rohan and the defence of Middle Earth. Tactics were being planned when Boromir and his brother arrived.

“My King there is an elf without and he has brought friends with him” growled Boromir age had not mellowed his temper.

Aragorn looked at the two dishevelled men, “Friends?”

“Werewolves” Boromir looked incensed.

“Dealt with?” Aragorn cocked an eyebrow.

“Dead as yesterday’s mutton” confirmed Boromir.

“And the elf is?” Asked Aragorn.

“Lord Glorfindel of Rivendell” Faramir supplied quickly.

Legolas rolled his eyes and sighed.



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