Title: A-da? 5B/5

Author: Sivan Shemesh


Rating: G

Warning: Mention of character death, OOC for incase, and tissues are probably needed.

Disclaimer: Characters belong to Tolkien. I just borrowed them to my own bunny.

Spoiler: Total AU.

Summary: could one word save the king from falling completely to grief?

Note: Legolas – Greenleaf (his elvish name) is only a baby. A short vignette.


Thranduil waited for his son to say the word, but Greenleaf only looked at him, and giggled.

Thranduil sighed in defeat and went to find the guests, his son in his hands.

He saw Lord Elrond, his old friend, who came to him first and clasped his shoulders; he could see the way Thranduil looked at him, it was different. But then, he noticed his son.

"Is this your son?" Elrond asked in wonder and excitement at the sight of the elfling.

Thranduil nodded, and answered, "His name is Greenleaf, for the fallen green leaf from my father's tree."

Elrond took another look at the elfling and said, "He is copy of your wife." Elrond then turned around and called for his own sons, to meet the King's.

"Elladan, Elrohir, come see Thranduil's son!" Elrond called in excitement, and soon Thranduil could see the twins, that he had known from their birth, though it had been long ago.

The twins approached their father, and smiled as they saw the elfling.

"He is so cute…" Elladan said softly.

"He took my finger…" Elrohir exclaimed, as a smile covered his face.

Elladan too, had been caught by the elfling's little hands, and said in defeat, "He took mine too. That is it, I give up."

Elrond glanced from his sons to Greenleaf, then to Thranduil. He noticed the smile that appeared, he saw the sparkles in his eyes. It seemed to be a moment of laughing, and yet it also seemed to be a moment of remembrance; perhaps Thranduil was remembering his wife.

"He did what?" Elrond re-joined them, and laid his hand over Thranduil's shoulder.

Thranduil glanced over him, nodded and smiled.

"He took our fingers, Ada…" The twins spoke at once.

Greenleaf's face turned from side to side, making Thranduil think that something might have disturbed him.

"Wait, my friend…" Elrond said softly.

Thranduil waited uncomforted, wishing to know what wrong, hoping everything was all right with his son.

Greenleaf's face stopped, as his eyes lay upon Thranduil. The elfling moved his hand over his adar, and stuttered, "A-da? A-da…"

Thranduil could only smile, a large smile that covered his face, and tears of happiness fell upon his cheeks.

The twins found their fingers free, and looked down at the elfling in amazement.

"What did he say?" Elladan asked, still not sure of what he heard.

"A-da…" Greenleaf said, as he affirmed his adar's presence.

Thranduil could not stop smiling; he seemed at loss in the moment as his son kept saying the word, again and again.

If the elfling knew what happiness this only word meant, if the elfling only knew what this word meant for his adar…

"I think we will stay…mellon-nin, as your son might need some company to play with, and I might guide you more with the sweet elfling…" Elrond said, knowing that his sons would be pleased with that decision.

The twins were happy, as they thought of what things they would teach the elfling, or what adventures would happen when the elfling would reach his maturity. They smiled indeed.

Thranduil raised his head from his elfling and looked deeply into his friend's eyes; he nodded and spoke, "So be it! Stay as long as you wish…your company is always welcome in my kingdom."

As Imladris' elves left, the guards guiding them the right way, Thranduil moved his head back to his son, and smiled.

Greenleaf smiled back, still pointing out his adar; he said in a sleepy voice, "A-da?"

Thranduil answered, the smile still covering his face, "Yes, ion-nin, I am your Ada…"

Thranduil left the guest's room, walking to his own, and laid the elfling in the small bed, and tucked him in.

"I will take care of you, ion-nin. I will be there for you when you need me." Thranduil assured the sleepy elfling; he kept looking at the little one from his own bed, till at last his eyes dropped, and dreams came.

Thranduil dreamed of Greenleaf saying the word; he smiled in his sleep and moved his lips.

If only his wife could see, he thought in his dream, but soon that thought faded, as Greenleaf awakened him.

Thranduil woke, and went to the little bed, and thought smiling, 'Fathers' work never ends.'

Galdor heard the screaming; he trotted to his king's room, and opened the door, only to find his king held in tight embrace by the elfling, being sung a lullaby.

Galdor closed the door, leaving father and son alone with each other.

The time of grief had come to end.

The time of happiness had started; the people rejoiced, for their king could now begin to heal.

The End...

The sequel: By The Moonlight is up.