Sunlight, Moonlight and the Cerulean Stone:

Legolas, Charlie and Elijah stood outside the Majestic Beast, the same club that Orlando had introduced Elijah to Charlie in the night before. It seemed like a lot more than twenty-four hours had gone by. The club was just as busy as the night before, yet the trio had no trouble getting in, The heavy at the door recognized them and waved them in. Elijah and Charlie took Legolas by either hand and led him into the throbbing night club.

Legolas heard the pulsating beat and whimpered softly from the noise that reverberated in his ears, "I do not know if I want to do this..." he said as they pulled him into the club. He looked around in awe at the mass of people milling about and then fixed his eyes on the bodies gyrating on the dance floor, "This is dancing?"

Elijah had forgotten once again how sensitive the elf's ears were. It was a hard thing to get used to. "Listen mate, we don't have to stay if you don't want to or maybe we could find a place that is a little more low-key. But yes, that is one form of dancing that we have. That's the kind that Orli likes to do," he said kindly.

"I want to try at least," he said in reply. He shook himself free of both Charlie and Elijah's hands and walked hesitantly toward the dance floor. The heavy boom of the bass was making his stomach flip-flop and the loud music was making him somewhat dizzy. The same man that Orlando had danced with the night before was on the dance floor. He held out his hand and welcomed Legolas with a smile. Legolas paused, as he wasn't sure that this is what he really wanted, but then he resolutely walked forwards and took the man's hand.

The handsome man led Legolas onto the dance floor, and grinned as he ground his hips into the elf's. It took all of Legolas' willpower not to fall down from the overdose of sensations. Orlando does this, he enjoys this! He invites these sensations, Legolas thought as he gave himself up to the feelings that rocked his body like a windstorm.

Charlie watched Legolas make his way to the dance floor and his beginning dance moves. She grinned at Elijah, "Papa, our little bird is ready to fly." She kissed Elijah lingeringly and then led him onto the dance floor, where they could keep a watch on the situation. Elijah grabbed her by the waist and held her close, as they gyrated into each other.

All of Legolas' sense were buffeted like he was standing within a hurricane. He swayed and lost himself in the music that pounded against his ears. He wrapped an arm around the other man's neck and held him tight. He arched his back and immersed himself in the music. His partner pulled his hips closer and Legolas groaned softly as his erection came in contact with the other man's. He looked up into the other man's gaze and saw an answering heat.

Charlie gazed into Elijah's eyes and gave herself up to him, making love to him through her dance. Elijah felt as though he might burst with emotion. How can this be so right, so quickly?, he thought to himself, then he gave up on logic as the beat took over both of their senses.

Legolas turned in the man's arms, sensuously sliding against the man behind him. He turned himself over to desire and wove himself into the dance. The music changed to something soft... sultry. Legolas turned himself again, "I am going to sit this one out, I think." He headed toward an empty booth.

Charlie noticed Legolas leaving the dance floor. She whispered into Elijah's ear and then followed Legolas off the floor. Charlie caught up with him swiftly, "Are you okay, Legolas? Do you want to leave?" Her green eyes checked him out quickly for injury or insult or who knew what else.

"You stay and dance, Charlie, I am going to sit for a moment and gather myself," Legolas said as he gazed longingly at the couples on the floor. At that moment he wanted nothing more than to be in Aragorn's arms and dancing with him, bodies melded together like forged metal.

"Are you sure that you will be all right, Luv? You look sad," Charlie looked him deep in the eyes, wanting to be sure she heard the truth.

Legolas looked at her with his blue tinged eyes, deep with sadness, "I need to reflect for a few minutes. I can do that better by myself, Elear," he said as he slid into a booth and leaned back with a sigh. "Please go and enjoy yourself on the dance floor with Elijah, moments such as these should be grasped and then treasured within our memories."

Satisfied that Legolas was fine and truly wanted to be alone for a few moments, Charlie kissed his cheek and ran back to the dance floor where Elijah had waited to give them some privacy. Grabbing Elijah, she spun him into a dip and kissed him as he looked up at her with his eyes shining. She pulled him up and he pulled her close to sway in time to the music together.

Legolas watched her go with that dual toned gaze and smiled softly, it was nice to see such good people who obviously cared for the other in more ways than one. He didn't miss the way Charlie’s voice softened whenever she mentioned Elijah’s name, nor did he miss the way Elijah blushed with the mention of Charlie's. His heart ached, for all he wanted was Aragorn, but the King of Men was lost to him now, lost forever.

Legolas sighed and tapped his fingers on the odd surface of the table, it wasn’t wood nor was it stone, but something that resembled stone except for it’s feel. Gimli would find this fascinating I am sure. I wonder how he is doing in the Undying Lands. I hope that he is not mourning for me, he thought absently. He glanced back at the dance floor and watched as Elijah and Charlie were meshed together tightly and smiling into each others eyes. Dancing is so different here, I would give the world to have danced so with Elessar just once, his thoughts were on his face. The beat of the music changed once again to rhythmic tornado.

Legolas shook his head and decided to shake off his doldrums on the dance floor. Rising from the chair, he made his way back to the floor intending on losing himself in someone even if it was just for the night. Legolas walked silently up behind Charlie who was grinding one leg between Elijah’s. Legolas grinned and Elijah nodded slightly. Legolas reached around Charlie from behind and put his hands on Elijah’s hips, gyrating into her ass. Elijah threaded one of his hands through Legolas’ hair and the other through Charlie’s. Charlie shivered with the sensations of being sandwiched between these two attractive men. She gave herself into the feelings and leaned back against Legolas while grabbing Elijah around the waist and pulling him closer too.

Legolas turned his head into Elijah's touches as he ground harder into Charlie before him, one hand wrapped around her waist the other gently caressing the side of Elijah's face as he rested his head against Charlie's as the three of them created a small scene, just by dancing meshed together as one. Legolas reveled in the closeness with these new friends of his.

The feeling was electric between them, but in it's own way comforting and peaceful. Elijah didn't want to analyze it, just experience it. He chuckled, "Last week I never would have believed that this would be possible."

"What is possible, little one?" he asked voice full of affection. "That we would be here dancing with this beautiful, luscious creature that loves us both in different ways... for I know how she loves me... and I seem to be discovering the way she loves you," he said with a mystical smile.

"Do elves always speak in riddles, Legolas," Elijah turned his face and kissed the elf's hand that was caressing his face. "I think I meant that, yeah."

"It is habit," he said as he smiled. "Though I do believe Gandalf speaks more riddles than I," he finished.

The music pounded through him and Legolas could feel Charlie’s heart beat against his making him feel light headed. He whispered in Charlie’s ear, “I am going to sit again,” as he removed his hand from Elijah's face and kissed Charlie on the nape of her neck. He loved the sensations but everything was kind of bewildering in large doses. He headed back to the table to watch them dance.

Charlie sighed as the warm body from behind left her. She nuzzled Elijah's neck and spoke softly in his ear, "He really is too sexy. Not that Orlando isn't, but maybe it's just the exotic quality he exudes."

Elijah smiled lazily, nodding, "Yes, he does have something special."

Legolas watched them, their faces nearly glowing in the lights of the club. His eyes lazily roamed over the other people dancing on the floor. He brought his eyes back to his friends and suddenly everything seemed to hit slow motion. He felt as though he was moving too quickly for anyone else to see. He felt something then, a wave of love that spread through his body, his senses and his very soul. He had no idea where it was coming from, but it felt comforting and affectionate.

Elijah spun Charlie slowly and then kissed her as they danced. "You are special too, Charlie. I have never felt this way before."

Glancing up, he knew where that wave had come from and shook his head lightly, "They need to tell each other," he said to no one but himself, as he leaned back and crossed his arms over his chest. The music was still pulsating but not as bad as before for his ears had gotten used to it, but he still wasn't prepared when a man walked over and asked him to dance. He took the man's hand and went back to the dance floor as 'Shameless' came over the speakers.

Charlie smiled happily at Elijah. It felt so strange, she had been cynical for so long. Who would've thought that hitting on one of Orlando's friends would lead to this. He's so innocent, so different...

The song was slow and Legolas wrapped his arms around the man who held him so tenderly, that for a moment he imagined that it was someone else holding him the same way. Resting his head on the man's shoulder he allowed this man to simply sway him to the music and he felt safe for a moment in time.

Elijah led Charlie back to the booth that Legolas had vacated. He slid in and then pulled her down upon his lap. "I really like you, Charlie. I hope that after this is all over I can still see you," he blushed, but not as deeply as he would have yesterday.

Legolas felt safe and content in this man's arms, but he knew that he didn't belong here. He reluctantly pulled himself away. The man, however, didn't feel like letting him go just yet and pulled him that much tighter against this body.

Charlie shifted until she could face Elijah, placing her hands on both sides of his face she said, "Elijah, I would love to see you anytime. You are wonderful and sweet, and I don't want to lose contact with you ever." The couple were so intent upon each other, they had forgotten to keep an eye on Legolas.

“Come on, I want to keep dancing with you. I want some of what you have been giving to them,” the man held him tight with one arm and gestured at Charlie and Elijah with his free hand.

"You will unhand me, knave or you will regret the moment you laid eyes upon me," he said softly, as the man tightened his embrace, not wanting to let him go

"I don't think so, not before I get a small taste of what you were giving that chick," he said, voice rough.

Legolas narrowed his gaze and for a moment reached behind him to grab one of the white knives, before remembering they were not there, "She is a friend, nothing more and I suggest you release me before I take one of your appendages off."

The nearby dancers parted to watch the encounter with glittering eyes. A gasp from the crowd echoed in the pause between songs.

Elijah was about to speak, when he looked up and saw Legolas tensing up and reaching for something that he expected to be there, but wasn't. "Charlie, I think we have a problem," he said urgently. Charlie turned and slid off, moving quickly to the dance floor, as Elijah followed. Her horrified eyes took in the scene played out before her.

"Why should I?" his captor snarled down in Legolas' face and those eyes narrowed dangerously.

More people had gathered around the couple watching in curiosity as Legolas backed up another step and stared at him, "I gave you a warning, two of them, release me!" he hissed viciously, yanking his arm from the man's grip.

The man stumbled forwards clearly inebriated. "I don't bloody think so," he shouted, pulling Legolas back towards him.

She headed toward Legolas’ assailant. Placing her hand upon the man’s shoulder, she hissed, "I suggest you get your hands off of my best friend, Mister. Or I am gonna break your back." Her voice oozed with menace.

Without a thought, the man smashed his elbow into Charlie’s midsection, spun and gave her and uppercut to the chin. As Charlie reeled backwards into Elijah’s arms and slid down to the floor, he turned back to Legolas grinning evilly. “You ready to dance with me now, sweetheart,” an implied threat in his harsh voice.

Legolas crouched slightly on the balls of his feet. He quickly kicked the lout in the stomach, shifted his stance and used the same leg to knee him in his descending chin. Then Legolas spun and swiped the man’s head with his other foot. He hadn't felt this kind of rush in too long and it was nearly overpowering as he stood over the man and grabbed the shirt, pulling him roughly upwards so he could look in the man's eyes and the man swallowed seeing the look of death in Legolas' gaze. "I tried being nice, I tried being civil, but in the end had to resort to brute force, I am graceful and I am deadly and you... are where you belong. On the ground like the vermin that you are," he said, as he thrust the man away from him and went immediately to Charlie's side.

Elijah was holding Charlie on the floor, talking to her soothingly and kissing her hair. Legolas padded over and took Charlie into his arms, lifting her as easily as if she were a child. “Are you alright, Charlie? I am sorry that I allowed that man to hurt you,” Legolas said quietly.

Charlie said softly in distress, “I can’t believe he got me, no one ever catches me like that, I think I must have lost my edge.” Her cheek stung like wildfire and it brought tears to her eyes.

"Let us go," he said, as he looked to Elijah asking permission for what he was about to do. At his nod, he reached down and scooped Charlie into his arms and carried her through the club and out the door into the evening air.

"Thank you, for coming to my aid and I am sorry you were hurt," he whispered, gently placing his hand against the side of her face and stroking it softly. "I am not sure that I can heal this, for I am expending much energy to stay in this body... but I will try," he said as he held her close to his heart and whispered something musical and soft in Elvish.

Charlie leaned her head against his strong shoulders. "It's ok, Legolas. I usually don't get hurt. I think my concentration is off. That feels good," she said, pressing the uninjured side of her face into his hand.

Elijah followed behind, feelings of rage and frustration filling him. He wanted to do nothing more than go back and kill that creep, but also knew he wouldn't stand a chance against him.

As though sensing Elijah's thoughts, "Sleep, mellonamin. Sleep, we will watch over you," he whispered to Charlie, and then turned towards Elijah. "There is nothing you can do, you must watch over your beloved... I know how you feel, you want to go back and hurt him more, but it is better that you be with your mate and watch over her, for she needs you," he said as he gently transferred the slumbering Charlie into Elijah's arms.

"You are right, I know that, but it is so frustrating not to be able to do anything. You are a good friend, Legolas," Elijah snuggled Charlie against him and brought her to a waiting taxi cab. Carefully climbing in, he settled Charlie against his chest and stroked her dark hair. Legolas climbed in the other side, but scooted over and put his arm around Elijah. They leaned against each other and stroked Charlie as she slept.

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The cab pulled up to Charlie's field stone villa which sat atop a hill overlooking the Italian countryside. The one story building gleamed slightly in the light of a slivered moon. "Legolas, will you get out and take Charlie for me, I don't want to drop her," Elijah said in a soft voice, giving the elf a hug before releasing him.

Legolas nodded softly and then slipped out of the cab with elegant grace. Swiftly padding over to Elijah’s side, he gently gathered Charlie in his arms and lifted. His thumb drifted over the cheek that had been struck. His heart still burned with anger at her injury, but he would not say anything right this moment as he didn‘t wish to upset Elijah again. He smiled at Elijah and then carried her towards the door.

Charlie moaned softly in Legolas’ arms, but then settled against his warm chest and drifted back into her dreams. Dreams which had her safe with her friends, warm and protected. Elijah heard her moan and rushed through the front courtyard, nearly tripping over a field stone tile in the dark gloaming. Recovering he opens the double doors, so Legolas can enter the main foyer unimpeded.

Legolas followed, as he shook his head slightly towards Elijah, "There is no rush, she is asleep still though soon she will awaken, sleeping beauty." Once again he gently brushed her cheek, "You know that I am envious of you, Elijah." At his touch, Charlie murmured in her sleep and began to stir, shifting within the confines of the strong arms that held her.  She was slowly waking, but had not yet opened her eyes.

Elijah smiled hesitantly, "Charlie doesn't belong to me, Legolas. There is no reason to envy me. Charlie is free to make her own choices." Elijah thought back to the club when they had started to talk of a future, but it had been interrupted.

Legolas smiled gently, "She is beautiful and she cares for you, Elijah. I am not don’t have all my powers in this form, but I do know that you love her, and she you. Perhaps you will be together in this life or the next, it matters not, you found each other... while I...." his voice trailed off as he gently placed Charlie on the bed, tucking the lightweight blanket around her as he removed her shoes and set them under the bed.

Charlie roused again as she was laid on the bed and slowly opened her eyes.  Blinking, she sat up slowly and glanced from Elijah to Legolas and then back again,  "How long was I out?"

Elijah moved to her side, touching her face tenderly, "Just the cab ride here, Charlie." He said her name like it was a caress. "Legolas helped you to sleep."

Legolas moved to lean next to one of the large windows and nodded, "I would have done more, but I had not the strength... I apologize for that," he said softly. He turned and stared out the window, not able to look at the two of them any longer. They were so much in love and he longed for the one that was far beyond his reach. He sighed softly and had a tender smile on his lips as he remembered.

Charlie smiled up at Elijah as he brushed his fingers against her cheek and she leaned her face slightly into his caress.  The way he said her name made her feel a quiver deep inside.  She turned her face then to speak to Legolas,  "Don't worry about it.  I appreciate that you tried to help me."  She noticed then that he looked wistful and she felt saddened at the idea that he was unhappy.

Elijah had also heard a sad note in his voice. He raised an eyebrow at Charlie and at her nod he moved over to him, "Legolas, are you okay?" Elijah put his arms around his waist and hugged him tightly.

Legolas wrapped his arm around Elijah and nodded, "Yes, I am just thinking. Perhaps I should not think so much, but it is impossible to stop... I shall take my leave of you both for now, I shall be on the ver..." he paused, searching for the word, "veranda.. should you need me. You should have your privacy," he said as he made his way out the door, closing it softly behind him.

Charlie watched Legolas leave and then turned her gaze to Elijah.  "I'm worried about him.  Strange as it may sound...it's not just Legolas in there, it's Orli too.  Do you think that you could talk to him.  See what we can do to help him?"  she says softly, her eyes filled with the worry.

Elijah stared blindly out the window to the veranda where Legolas had headed and nodded, "I think that he is missing Aragorn. I am afraid that seeing us together is hurting him. I wish there was something we could do to ease his pain. His eyes are the most haunted that I have ever seen."

Legolas walked slowly down the veranda. He stopped when he reached the steps leading down to the pool and stood next to one of the pillars which marked the end of the balustrade, staring up at the stars. He leaned against the pillar and closed his eyes, silent. He could feel again the overwhelming emotions swirling within him, the ones that Orlando had soothed for awhile, the ones that made him want to just cry out in anguish again... In his mind’s eye he could see Aragorn at the Black Gate, sitting tall in his saddle and holding Anduril aloft before he raced straight at the Orc army, never thinking of waiting for backup. And Gimli telling him that he never thought he'd die fighting side by side with a friend... It was almost too much these losses, as he opened his eyes and sighed deeper than before, his entire form glowing softly in the light of the waning moon.

Charlie slipped out of her bed and rose to her feet slowly.  Making her way over to Elijah, she embraces him,  "I really need to know that Legolas is going to be all right.  Maybe if you talked to him... it might help him to know how much we care about him.  And I think you're right, I think he's really missing Aragorn when he sees us together."

Looking at her intently, checking to be sure she is ok, Elijah said, "I will go talk to him, if you promise to lay down for a bit. You still seem a little shaky." Elijah kissed her tenderly and then scooped her up and carried her to the bed. "I will be back in a bit. Rest!" He walked out the doors on to the veranda.

Legolas slid down the pillar and sat down, pulling his arms around his knees and he placed his head down atop them. A soft trembling sigh left his lips as he tried not to start weeping at the pain he felt inside. He knew that this Viggo had hurt Orlando somehow. It was obvious, and the pain he felt at his loss of Aragorn were entwined in some manner. But thinking was making his heart ache and so he simply tried not to think on it anymore.

Charlie returned Elijah's kiss tenderly and sighed with exasperation, but she did as Elijah told her and laid back down onto the bed.  She closed her eyes and waited, hoping that Elijah would be able to say something that would help Legolas.  She hated to see him so sad.

Elijah paused just outside the door, letting his eyes adjust to the velvety dark. Looking over the veranda, he saw a gleam as the pale sliver of the moon illuminated Legolas‘ features and reflected off the necklace that he wore. Carefully stepping, Elijah made his way over and put his hand upon Legolas' shoulder.

"Does she sleep?" he asked, glancing upwards at Elijah. His eyes were sad and filled with tears.

"No, but she promised me she would rest if I came out to talk to you. She is worried about you and so am I," Elijah lowered himself down and sat beside Legolas, putting his arms about him. "We care about you. Not just because of Orli, but because of you, how special you are." Elijah felt himself go red and was glad that the darkness hid his blush.

Legolas gave Elijah a trembling smile, "I see you together and all I can think of is Aragorn... It is not fair to either of you that I am so melancholy," he said softly, as he gazed out at the landscape. "Orlando is a special young man, and he is lucky to have friends who would stand by his side."

Elijah touched his cheek, "Orli is very special and we both love him very much, but he is not here right now, you are." Elijah felt himself go warm at his daring, "I would ease your pain if I could."

Legolas sighed and turned into the touch to his cheek. "When... Orlando made love to me, in the dreamscape... I felt complete... and though he is still within me, in spirit, I do not feel so complete," he whispered as he looked up at Elijah with a smile, "I cannot stress enough that I will not ask this of you or of Charlie. I would not jeopardize your relationship for my own needs or desires."

Elijah sighed, "Charlie would do anything to help you, Legolas. She probably would even throw me off a bridge." He chuckled, "She loves Orli deeply and by extension she loves you as well." Elijah leaned over and kissed his cheek bone, just below his earlobe, "And as for me, believe me, it would be no hardship at all." Elijah laughed at himself quietly and continued giving soft kisses to Legolas‘ sensitive jaw line.

A shiver went through Legolas’ entire body at the kiss below his ear, even in Orlando’s body his ears were still super sensitive. He whimpered softly, "I cannot.... it would be selfish of me to ask for that." His entire body quaked under the tender onslaught of Elijah's tender kisses.

Elijah smiled at the note of desire in the elf's voice. The last two days had many revelations and the knowledge that he could raise lust in this exotic creature was very empowering. "It wouldn't be selfish, Legolas. You would be making Charlie feel better by helping you and you would be putting me out of my misery," pulling Legolas closer, he ran his tongue up the ridge of his ear and then back down, stopping then to nibble his ear lobe.

Legolas clutched at Elijah‘s shoulders as he continued to quiver under the delicate ministrations to his ear, "I could not... I will not ask for this, it would not be fair to you or to Charlie... I know that you love her, as I loved Aragorn.. and I refuse to put you in a position where she would have to make the choice."

Elijah thought swiftly trying to find a convincing argument. "Legolas, you have seen how different our world is today, haven't you?" Elijah said as he bit Legolas lightly on the neck.

Legolas nodded and turned his head slightly so that Elijah had better access to his neck, "Aye, I have... it is strange... but... I feel as though it is a part of me..."

Elijah sucked upon Legolas’ neck leaving a small mark. Then he twisted and knelt before the elf, holding Legolas' face between his hands, he kissed him sweetly. "I guess the next question I have to ask is, do you trust me?" Elijah gazed into his eyes gauging his reaction and remembering how Orlando had asked him the same question the night before.

At Elijah's kiss and question, Legolas blinked that strange dual toned gaze and whispered, "I do trust you, Elijah, for Orlando trusts you. Since I am now a part of him I trust you as well. Why... why do you ask me such?"

"I want you to believe what I am telling you, I guess. It’s important for you to know that things are very different here in relationships. There are many variations on the ways that people deal with each other in relationships. And believe me, I am really new to all this and it can be bewildering. But Charlie isn't new to this, sometimes it scares me how much she knows." Elijah was very afraid he was babbling in his desire to make Legolas understand, but he continued on, "Charlie has slept with Orli before, Legolas. I don't mind that, I thought I would. But what they have is very special, and that is what she feels for you too. And that doesn't bother me either." Elijah kissed Legolas a little harder and more lingeringly. "Legolas, I would love to be with both of you. It would be like a dream come true."

Legolas blushed lightly and then blinked at Elijah’s words as he looked down, "You truly would not mind being with me and her at the same time?" he asked gently, unsure if that is what Elijah wanted. The thought was intriguing and maybe it would ease his aching the way being with Orlando had. "Elijah, I will do this if you both agree that this is what you want. I will not jeopardize your relationship with her. Even if she has slept with Orlando before, well, this is different.."

“Legolas, I am too shy normally to step out this way unless it was something I really wanted. And as for Charlie,“ Elijah grinned, "well she did say that you were too damned sexy." He laughed huskily, “I think perhaps we should finish our conversation with Charlie present." Elijah kissed him swiftly again and then rose to his feet.

Legolas gracefully got to his feet and stood there a bit bewildered, "What does that mean? Sexy?"

"Sexy is a word we use for someone who is very desirable in a sexual way. It means you wouldn't mind going to bed with them." Elijah took Legolas' hand, "And she was right, you are very sexy."

Legolas blushed, "I am not," he said as they walked towards the house, "I am not this sexy person that you think I am, I am an elf, we are ethereal.... that is all that we are."

"Ethereal, maybe... but I still wouldn't mind shagging you," Elijah laughed. "That by the way is Orli's favorite word for making love."

Legolas stopped short, as he lifted his hand. "Shagging, snogging, knickers, bollocks, bloody hell?" he said with a grin, not sure where that had come from, but the words felt good leaving his mouth.

Elijah turned to look at him in surprise, "Orli?"

He smiled, "Got you Mr. Frodo." Legolas’ silvery laughed floated on the air as he turned and darted into the house.

Elijah looked after him in shock and then let out a peal of laughter. Then he raced after the elf.

Legolas continued to laugh in a musical fashion as he nearly slammed into the closed bedroom door. He blinked and cleared his throat, knocking lightly, "My Lady Charlie?" he asked to the door as he turned the knob slightly, not wishing to just barge in uninvited.

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