Rating: R
Pairing: Orlando Bloom/ Elijah Wood
Warnings: Implied Rape
Summary: After he has been kidnapped, Elijah needs to talk
Disclaimer: This is just fiction, none of this has happened in reality
Feedback: sure. Please be kind, it is my first fic
Authors notes: thanks to my lovely sis *waves* and to Ria for betaing , you did a great job!

"Jesus Christ. Where can he be?" Orlando shouted. "He's been away for 3 days now and no one's got a clue where he is."

Orlando knew that the others were concerned too, but it was driving him nuts that Elijah was missing. The atmosphere among the crew was depressing; everyone was staring ahead blankly, not knowing what to say or to do.

Orlando wasn't able to cope with the situation any longer, so he grabbed his cigarettes and went off. He walked around. The landscape was wide open, he couldn't imagine how Elijah could have disappeared and no one noticed. After a while he heard the sound of an engine, but wasn't able to locate where it was coming from.

As the engine seemed to move away, Orlando noticed something or somebody, it was to far away to say exactly what it was. Soon he figured out that it was moving, slowly, but towards him.

"Gosh!"

Now Orlando recognized that it was Elijah... He stumbled forward, crouching. Orlando ran towards him.

"What … what the hell happened?"

Orlando knew he wouldn't get an answer. Elijah seemed exhausted and he looked as if he would vomit within the next few seconds. He only wore a pair of jeans and Orlando could see that Elijah's body was covered with bruises.

Orlando lifted Elijah to carry him back to the others. Elijah didn't say anything but whimpered occasionally. When he entered the room where the others were sitting, they just stared at Orlando and Elijah. Orlando noticed relief but also shock on their faces. Sean Astin was the first one who was able to move. He grabbed a blanket and placed it on the ground, indicating that Orlando should place Elijah there. Peter asked the others to leave the room. After Sean called the ambulance, he went back to Peter and Orlando, who were assembled around Elijah.

Orlando woke up when the physician entered the waiting room.

"He hasn't talked yet, but there is blood and sperm on his inner thighs. We also found bruises on his thighs and hips. Judging from that evidence, we suppose he was raped."

Orlando heard the words as if they came from somewhere else. He couldn't believe what the doctor was telling him.

"We will keep him in the hospital overnight to be sure that there aren't any serious injuries."

During the next days Elijah didn't speak much. He drew back into his own world. Therefore Orlando was quite surprised when Elijah came to him and asked if they could go somewhere else and talk.

They went to Orlando's room, and settled down on the couch in the living room. It took Elijah a moment, but then he began to speak, weak and with his voice trembling.

"I- I went out to get myself some cigarettes, and suddenly there was this pain in my neck, and everything got dark around me. I suppose they hit me in the neck and I went unconscious. The next thing I remember is waking up in a dark room, it was cold and the ground was quite hard. After some time, I can't say if it was minutes or some hours, a door opened and four men entered the room.

"They said something, I wasn't able to understand, and then they just laughed. They walked towards me, two of them grabbed me and held me, so I could hardly move, then the others began to, to undress me. I prayed to God that they wouldn't go any further. When they finished undressing me, they took my clothes and left the room. It was so cold, the stony ground… "

Elijah stopped for a moment and Orlando shivered; he noticed that Elijah was smoking yet another cigarette and that his hands were trembling. Elijah wasn't able to look at Orlando, he just stared into nowhere. After some minutes he started talking again.

"The next time they came in, stood around me, while I was sitting on the floor. They talked to each other and laughed again, I didn't know what they were talking about, but I could imagine. Then three of them pressed me down on the floor, and the other began to take off his trousers. He bent down and... God, it just hurt. It burned inside me like fire. I prayed that it would be over soon. During the next days they repeated it, always another one of them. I only wanted to die. The pain was just too much and I felt so degraded and filthy."

Orlando could hear Elijah was crying but Elijah kept on talking.

"They came in and said, 'hey get your trousers on, we are through with you.' They threw me in a van and after some time the door flew open and I landed on the grass, near the set, and that's where you found me."

Elijah stopped speaking and Orlando wasn't sure what to do. He didn't know if it would be a mistake to take Elijah in his arms. The younger man just sat there, staring somewhere, and smoked one cigarette after another. His eyes were wet and his hands kept on trembling. Suddenly Lijah leaned back and laid his head against Orlandos shoulders, sobbing. Orlando put his arms around him and hugged Elijah. After they just sat there for a while, Orlando noticed that the sobbing had stopped and Elijah had fallen asleep. He lifted him cautiously to lay him down on the bed in the neighboring room. After he did so and was about to leave, he heard a faint voice behind him.

"Please… don't leave. I don't want to be alone now."

Orlando turned back to Elijah and settled himself next to him, laying his arms around the younger man. Soon both of them fell into a restful sleep.

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