The Elven Thief

Grieving News and Making Decisions

I feel myself waking up from my slumber, or was I unconscious? I don't care but I'm awake now but my eyes are still closed, I hear talking around me so I open my eyes to see who is here with me but a blinding light catches me and I close them immediately giving a moan.

"She's awake!" A familiar voice sounds, who is that, I know that voice somewhere...

"Legolas?" I ask out loud as I try again to open my eyes, successfully doing it this time I'm able to see the room I am in, It's white all around with a window to my right, I'm in some weird yet comfortable bed and I see familiar, and unfamiliar faces staring at me. I try to get up to get a better look but the pain from all over my body rushes back to me and I scream in pain, collapsing back down on the bed.

"Easy, don't get up so quickly." Legolas' voice sounded again and I could feel something touch me, I look over to see him close to me again, holding my hand and stroking my hair. I smile and look around, I see Landion next to him and holding my other hand is Thranduil. I then look at the foot of the bed to see three males, one looked to the same age as Thranduil with dark brown hair and eyes instead, however, and the ones next to him were definitely twins. Thranduil saw my confusion and spoke, "Anea this is Lord Elrond of Rivendell, and his twin sons Elladan and Elrohir." I nod and couldn't help but add a comment, "Lord of Rivendell eh, so what are you doing here in a hospital?"

He laughs and answers, "healing you, I'm head doctor here and my sons helped me last night. Oh and you're welcome." I nod my thanks and asks a question to the twins this time, "Which by the way how are we supposed to tell you two apart?"

The others hoard up laughing and shrugged, "you just have to guess!" They say at the exact same time!

"What about John?" I ask hastily, eyeing everyone.

"He's going to jail and will not get out, ever. The reporters will make sure of that." Thranduil smiled a reassuring smile. I look around again only to see that Suiadan wasn't here, where is he? Then I remembered him getting shot with the shotgun and I started flipping out again.

"Suiadan?" I asked panicked trying to see where he went. Then I heard a cough from my left, followed by a moan. I turn to my left and see Suiadan waking up, he is laying on his back and trying to push himself up.

"Easy, easy, get up slowly." Thranduil glides as he walks over his oldest son, helping him sit up.

"How's Anea?" Suiadan suddenly asks looking horrified.

"I'm fine," I say and move into view for him, he looks at me and sighs of relief and smiles. "Thanks." I add blushing.

"I promised I would protect you and I did." He smiled again, how about a you're welcome? There was an awkward silence for a time until there was a knock at the door, I turned to look and saw a pile of small familiar faces.

I start to laugh and usher them in, "come on little munchkins!" Then the twelve kids from age five to eleven come rushing in as the little ones jump on my bed and shower me with hugs, they make room for the older ones to get in and soon the twelve to eighteen and up kids come in, all I have trained in my elvish life and they hugged me as well. Finally one of the little ones handed me flowers and I couldn't help but laugh. "Thank you! And where did you acquire these?" Paxton looked down and blushed, "The flower shop."

"At what time?" I asked.

"At night." He replied, I laughed again and gave him a bear hug, "I taught you well." Finally I saw Roxi, Trixi, Russel, Trevor, and Tony come and give me giant hugs. We laughed, and I mean everyone even the other elves as they told stories and the kids exaggerated about how worried they were about me. Then I looked at the faces and saw a very important person missing, "Where's Susie?" Like it was planned, Roxi led the kids out the room to leave me alone with the five and elves.