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Family Reunion by cheekybeak

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Story notes:
This story is a blend of my Legolas/Elrohir stories and the Condensed Silm. For anyone who has not read the Condensed Silmarillion you will find the Silmarillion characters are all rather crazy.

Of course as always All Tolkiens, Not Mine.
Chapter notes:
This is completely AU obviously as the first age elves have all been reborn......well I am not sure about Feanor but all the others are around.

 "Come on Legolas, we will be late."

 Elrohir was pacing anxiously,

"Go ahead without me, I will come with Gimli."

"Legolas, I want to arrive with you! I want to introduce you, for people to know we are together."

"They all know we are together," Legolas grumbled. "How can they not? Your Father has been telling all and sundry for however many years it is he has been waiting for you to arrive. He has probably told them all about my unsuitability."

"Stop it Legolas. He likes you, he always has. Why are you being so difficult? You have nothing to worry about."

"I have everything to worry about. I am about to go to a feast with almost all of the entire Noldorian nobility."

Elrohir stopped pacing long enough to place a reassuring hand on Legolas's shoulder.

"They will love you as I do."

Legolas rolled his eyes.
"We don't even know how they will feel about 'us'. Glorfindel has said it was frowned upon." 

"In Gondolin, years ago. Things may have changed."

"I don't think things ever change in Valinor." Legolas mumbled grumpily.

"Legolas..." Elrohir was pleading now.

"I don't want a big entrance with everyone watching me Elrohir. I promise I will follow, just let me slide in a side door with Gimli.....please."

Elrohir admitted defeat.
"Very well, promise you will not be long. Find me as soon as you arrive."

"I will see he gets there lad," piped up Gimli from behind them. "I will not miss this for anything, not if The Lady will be there."

"She will be there Gimli." Elrohir smiled then he turned back to Legolas, "Are you sure? It might be better for you to be with me."

"I am sure, just go."

Legolas sighed with relief when Elrohir finally departed. He had been dreading this for years, meeting Elrohir's extended family. They were all so .........important. Every single one of them. 

"Come on Lad, stop moping and get moving."Gimli was eager to get going. "You are making this worse putting it off, it is not as if you are not properly prepared, all that study you have been doing."

In anticipation of this very event Legolas had spent months of his last remaining time in Arda in the libraries studying book after book of Noldorian history. He thought he knew everything there was possible to know. His brain was exploding with random Noldor trivia. 

Gimli was right, he just had to get this over with. 

The hall when they arrived was filled to the brim, packed with important looking elves, there was hardly room to move and Legolas was horrified.

"How am I going to find Elrohir in this? Who ARE all these people?"

 Elrohir had been right, he should have come with him. Everywhere he looked there were people in more and more elaborate clothes with more and more intimidating faces. It was his worst nightmare.

"Let's get some food Legolas, let Elrohir come to us, I can't see anything here, can you spot anyone we know?" Gimli was still upbeat at least, thank goodness for him Legolas thought. 

"There is no one we know Gimli. Not that I can see."

"What? Not even Galadriel?" He was beginning to become a bit weary of Gimli's Galadriel obsession. 

It was obvious he was going to have to venture deeper into the crowds if he wanted to find Elrohir, or anybody he was comfortable talking to for that matter. He took a deep breath and stepped forward, unfortunately right on top of the toe of a very blonde, very tall, very important looking elf.

The elf frowned sternly at him and Legolas wished the floor would open up and swallow him. Who was this? Desperately he searched his brain for the names of the blondes in Elrohir's family and came up with nothing. His mind was a blank. 

Luckily for him the strangers gaze slid past him and landed on Gimli. His face lit up with a smile.

"Oh the Dwarf!" He exclaimed. "I was hoping I would meet you."

"Gimli Gloinson at your service." Gimli bowed deeply and very respectfully and Legolas realised he was doing a much better job of being polite than he.

The blonde Elf smiled happily,
"It has been so long since I last saw a dwarf, I have missed your people. We must talk! There are no hard feelings I hope."

Gimli looked as confused as Legolas felt, obviously he had no idea what the elf was talking about.

"About the jewels.." the blonde went on to clarify, "The ones I acquired, I probably shouldn't have done that in retrospect. Went a bit off the rails there for awhile I'm afraid."

"No," Gimli said confidently, "No hard feelings at all. quite alright." Legolas knew he was making it up as he went along. 

The elf finally turned to him and appraised him closely. 

"And you must be the Sindar who bought him here. I admire your courage. A few here were rather taken aback I must say."

Perhaps if he gave his name the stranger would finally tell them who he was Legolas thought. He was obviously important enough to think they should automatically know. 

"Legolas Thranduilion," he said bowing his head, hand to his chest.

"Ah yes Thranduil's child. I knew your Grandfather you know.......in Doriath, You resemble him."

Legolas decided by now he had enough clues to work out who this was but alas he had no idea, he did look familiar, there was someone he resembled but he was not sure who.
The elf noticed his hesitation.

"Forgive me, I have not introduced myself. Very sorry, you do get used to everyone knowing who you are, I am Findaráto."

He held out his hand and Legolas took it but his stomach fell. Why had he not learnt their Quenya names? He was hopeless at Quenya. This was obviously a Fin but which one? There were so many of them. It was as if they had never heard of any other name.

"Finrod," the elf said gently as if he knew exactly what went on in Legolas's mind, and perhaps he did? 

"Finrod?"Legolas gasped and he was mortified. This was the Lord of Nargothrond, Galadriel's brother of all people, so that was who he looked like. He had dueled with Sauron in song, he was the first to be reborn and Legolas and Gimli had been a pair of gibbering idiots.

"My Lord..." He stammered and was about to drop to his knees when Finrod stopped him. 

"No, no, no need for all that. I am
not a Lord now, just an also ran. I prefer it that way to be honest."

"Who is he?" Gimli hissed in his ear, but he couldn't answer him without being obvious. He hoped he would just keep quiet, unlikely as that was. 


Another elf approached them and Legolas stared at him through narrowed eyes for was it.....Elrond? It looked like Elrond but something was not quite right. Gimli obviously felt the same,

"Is that Elrond, Legolas? He looks...odd." He asked.

"Uncanny isn't it," Finrod said happily, "they do look so alike, especially from the right angle but that is not Elrond, it is Turgon."

Legolas breathed a sigh of relief at the Sindarin name. At least he did not have to guess at the identity of this one. But the relief was short lived . It was Turgon and he was a High King.......had been, Legolas reminded himself, he had been High King. He wondered how all these High Kings got on with each other all being in the same place. Now he was going to have to try and kneel again.

Finrod grabbed his arm and stopped him.

"No kneeling," he said, "you will only embarrass him. He wants to put Gondolin behind him. He is not that proud of it."

 Finrod did not let him finish.

"Turukáno, meet Legolas, and his dwarf." Finrod called out excitedly.

"I am not HIS dwarf, he is my elf." Gimli grumbled loudly. 

"Oh forgive me," Finrod said laughing merrily, "Turukáno, meet Gimli and his elf."

Turgon have them a cursory glance and a nod.

"Pleased to meet you." But he obviously wasn't particularly bothered about meeting them at all.
He was radiating anxiety, and constantly peering at the ceiling. 

"Findaráto," Turgon leaned close to Finrod who put his arm round him with a smile and gazed adoringly at him. They were being awfully familiar Legolas thought, how odd, one would
almost be forgiven for thinking they were .......No.... Surely not! His mind was running away with him, he was imagining things. The stress was getting to him.

"I thought I saw a crack in the ceiling," Turgon said anxiously and Legolas looked hurriedly upwards, he was never keen about being inside. This building must be old, perhaps it was falling apart?

Finrod patted Turgon's arm kindly,
"It is fine beloved, my father has had the engineers check it for you. It is quite safe."

"I think I might go outside" Turgon was edging away towards the doorway but Legolas didn't hear him, he was still trying to get his head around that last statement of Finrod's. Beloved?? That wasn't right. He had read all about these two and there was no mention of that. He wouldn't have forgotten it.

"Will you join me?" Turgon hovered in the doorway. 

"Of course," Finrod positively glowed, but then he glanced nervously around and whispered, "Will you check there are no dogs?"

Turgon smiled, he seemed happier now his head was outside the building, 
"You know Arafinwë lets no dogs on the property, but I will check....just for you. Give me a moment." And he sauntered off into the darkness.

Legolas knew he was gaping like an idiot. He didn't seem able to close his mouth and Finrod obviously decided he needed an explanation.

"I hate dogs," he said seriously, "and wolves...especially wolves, nothing with four legs actually, well maybe not cats..." He paused for thought, "No, cats as well. I don't like them either, those sharp claws and teeth." And he shuddered. 

But it wasn't that which was bothering Legolas however odd it might be.

"Are they all like you and Elrohir then Legolas?" Gimli asked behind him. "Why didn't you tell me that. I thought you were worrying about it."

"Shut up." He hissed but it was too late, Finrod had heard it. 

"You mean Turgon and I?" He said quite happily, "Oh most people have accepted it now, although some of his people are a bit uptight I have to say."

"But you are.......he is.... Glorfindel said..." Legolas stumbled over the words. "That is...we hadn't heard," he dropped his voice low, "and you are Gildor's father and Turgon is-"

"Yes well there was a bit of denial in our younger years I must admit. You know about Gildor? That was a secret!"

"We all know about Gildor." Legolas said, "he wandered around the countryside telling everybody he met." 

Finrod frowned, and Legolas noted even frowning he still looked beautiful.
"I have to have a word with him. He knows that was not the plan. He became quite uncontrollable once I left!"

At that moment Turgon poked his head back through the door,

"No dogs!" He cried, 

"Will you excuse me," Finrod was nothing if not polite,
"If I am lucky I may be able to get him back inside before the night is out."

He gave Gimli a wide smile,
"We must talk Gimli Gloinson, Come and see me both of you, We are on the edge of town, the large tent.......for obvious reasons," he indicated Turgon with his head. 
And he was gone.

"Well, they were both rather strange." Gimli said as they stood and stared after him. "Why did you not recognise him? I thought you had memorised all their pictures?"

"They look nothing like their pictures Gimli, I don't understand it!"

The evening was not off to a very good start. How had he missed knowing about Finrod and Turgon? 

And then there was the ceiling.....he tilted his head back to look at it. Where was the crack exactly? 

He had always had a sneaking suspicion ceilings were not as safe as people assumed they were. 
If a High King was worried about it there had to be something wrong.

Didn't there?
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