Fingon looked up at the door as Maedhros quietly ate his meal. He looked at Fingon who stood up and gave him a calming smile. He then headed to the door and when he opened it Celegorm stood on the other side with another elf.

"Fingon, this is Mildor." Celegorm replied. "He's the healer that we were directed too."

"Good, I am Fingon," He said.

"Nice to meet you," Mildor said adjusting the bag he had with. Celegorm looked past Fingon a bit at Maedhros. He frowned as he saw Maedhros just staring at his meal. Fingon put a hand on Celegorm's shoulder and offered him a smile.

"I...just looking at Maedhros." He replied.

"He'll get better," Fingon said.

"Right. We'll I'll leave you two at it," Celegorm said. He stepped back and then left. Fingon sighed and looked at Mildor.

"Come on in, I'll introduce you two." Fingon said and the healer nodded. They walked in and Fingon led him over to Maedhros. He shifted uncomfortably and looked away.

"Maedhros. This is Mildor, he's the healer that's going to make you better," Fingon said introducing the two of them. Mildor smiled and knelt down.

"Hello," He said gently. Maedhros looked away and bit his bottom lip. Mildor just smiled and said, "Can I look over your wounds?"

"Please, Nelyo? I am right here," Fingon said. Maedhros looked back and nodded. Fingon moved the tree and helped Maedhros move the blankets back. Mildor placed the bag he had on the ground and sat on the bed. He moved the bandages on Maedhros's leg first and frowned.

"Is something wrong?" Fingon asked.

"Yes. This is going to take a bit more work," He replied. "These bandages haven't been changed and a lot of this wound has been infected."

Mildor sat back and rolled his sleeves back. He grabbed his bag and looked around in it. He grabbed a few things and put them on the bed. He slowly lifted Maedhros's leg and unwrapped the bandages fully. Maedhros shut his eyes and bit his bottom lip harder. A small whimper came from his lips and Fingon put a hand to his shoulder.

The wound was large and swollen. It was still bloodied but now there was a mix of colors to it such as yellow, black, and some green. Fingon swallowed as he saw the wound and he looked at Mildor. "Are all the wounds going to be like this?" He asked.

"I am not sure," Mildor answered as he worked gently dabbed the wound with a damp cloth. Fingon nodded and looked away as Mildor worked on the wound. It took a bit of time but he soon was able to bandage the wound carefully. He then moved out but as he reached for the next bandage Maedhros moved his limb away and shook his head.

"No!" He said. "Get away,"

He pulled away from both Fingon and Mildor. He moved to the edge of the bed and stared at them fearfully. Fingon moved closer but Mildor moved him as he did. He then held up his hands. "Easy." Mildor said very gently. "Easy. Just breath. Take a deep breath, okay?"

Maedhros breathed in deeply and it shuddered as it came out. Mildor gave a nod and said, "Good. Try a few more."

Maedhros breathed in again and out with it still shuddering slightly. He did this a few more times but the shuddering as he breathed slowly calmed and became lighter. Maedhros's shoulders dropped down a bit as he relaxed. "Good. Now, please come back over here. Alright. Just let me do one more bandage then we'll stop for a bit." He offered.

Maedhros nodded and inched back over. Once he was right next to them Maedhros took Fingon's hand and held it tightly. Mildor got back to the other wound and it was similar to the first. Once again Maedros looked away as Mildor worked. He winced and gripped Fingon's hand tighter as if to make sure that he was still by him.

"He's almost done," Fingon said softly. Maedhros gave a tight nod and Fingon could see he was working hard at not jerking away. Fingon just held his hand and started to speak quenya softly to him, hoping to help calm him down until the was done.

"Alright. Done," Mildor said and moved back. "I'll move onto the next one in a little bit. Alright?"

Maedhros nodded. Mildor smiled and stood up and gestured for Fingon to follow him. Yet, before they walked away Mildor turned back to Maedhros and said, "While I talk to Fingon just take some deep breaths. Okay? Just focus on the deep breaths."

Maedhros gave another nod. Mildor gave him a thumb's up before he walked away with Fingon to the other end of the room. "Have you been giving him anything for the pain?" He asked.

"Yes. We had to mix into his food so he wouldn't know. He wouldn't have taken it otherwise," Fingon replied quietly.

"Alright. That's good I'll have a few more things to add. For the pain, inflammation for the wounds I did see, as well as for the infections." He said. "Yet, I have another question. Why has no one changed the bandages until know. Those wounds are serious, I mean elves are faster healers but still."

"I know. We should have but- it's hard at times when he gets scared. It's taking a lot to just keep him calm and even making sure he eats." Fingon said.

"I understand but you have to work on keeping up with having those wounds clean. Same as keeping the sheets, clothes, and the blankets he uses." Mildor said. "As well as taking some warm baths and if he dose I have somethings he can add to the water to help with his wounds."

"Okay," Fingon said. "You seemed to know a lot about dangerous wounds and keeping people calm."

"I have been a healer for a long time and have dealt with bad wounds. As well as having people stay calm and helping them work through issues. The biggest thing I can tell you is to remind him to breath and talk him down." Mildor said. "Yet, we'll need to talk a bit more about what he goes through for me to help with that aspect. However, for now we are going to stay on his page and just work on one thing at a time."

Fingon nodded and followed Mildor back to the bed where Maedhros was sitting breathing deeply. "Are you alright for me to work on the next wound?" He asked. Maedhros gave a quick nod and reached out for Fingon's hand again.

Fingon took his hand and Mildor got back to work. The process of working and stopping was long and exhausting. Yet, after a lot of work and having to get Maedros to calm down again they finished and Fingon even coaxed him into wearing some fresh clothes.

"Maedhros?" Mildor asked gently. The red-haired elf looked over from where he lay in bed. "I am going to be back later to check on your wounds. Okay?"

Maedhros nodded and Midlor reached into his pocket and fished out a small wrapped ball. "Here," He said passing it to him. With Fingon's help Maedhros got it unwrapped and he gave it a curious sniff.

"It's a sweet. Hey, even us big elves deserve a treat for trooping through hard times." Mildor said. Maedhros smiled a bit at that and gave the treat a small lick. He blinked surprised and popped it in his mouth.

"It tastes good," He said as he had it between his tongue and cheek.

"I'm glad. Now, rest up. I'll be back a bit later okay?" He said with a wave and Maedhros gave a tiny wave back. Mildor then left the room and closed the door behind him. Fingon smiled as he looked at his cousin.

"It's really good," Maedhros said with a smile and Fingon saw the smallest a twinkle in his eye.

"Good. I am glad," Fingon said with a smile. Maedhros settled back and looked at the book Fingon had been reading to him earlier that day.

"Do you want me to continue?" Fingon asked and Maedhros nodded.

Fingon took the book and settled down beside him. He opened the book and started to read to him again. Maedhros finished the treat he had and laid back down cuddling into the blankets. He listened to Fingon read to him gently. Maedhros's eyelinds started to droop after awhile and a bit later he was asleep in bed. Fingon smiled and closed the book and pulled the blanket over him.

He straightened up but he felt a small tug on the edge of his tunic and found Maedhros was holding it. Fingon just smiled and sat beside him. He leaned his head to the headboard and closed his eyes. He was very happy Maedhros was getting the help he really needed. Yet, as he started to fall asleep a scream woke him up. He turned to Maedhros who started to thrash around. "Nelyo. It's okay, it's a dream. Just a dream."

Maedhros just jerked and kept muttering things incoherently as he moved about. Fingon took a gentle hold of his shoulders and said, "Come on, Nelyo. Please wake up. Just please wake up,"

~~~

Mairon grinned as Maedhros shook as he was suspended from the ceiling by a heavy pair of iron shackles. "Come on. A little scream?" He asked as he grabbed Maedhros's face.

"No..." He managed.

"If you do I may go easier on you," Mairon offered. Maedhros just jerked his head away and spat some blood on Mairon's boot. Mairon slapped Maedhros hard but the red-haired elf slowly turned and gave a bloody smile.

"Oh. I am going to enjoy breaking your spirit," Mairon said. He suddenly smiled a bit more and walked over the shackles. He ran two fingers on the outside of the metal and he spoke words of power to them. His hissing like that of a snake as he poured his magic into it. Maedhros tensed and he held back a cry of pain as he felt intense heat from the shackles. He slowly looked over and saw it was glowing a bright orange and words shone across the metal.

Maedhros then screamed out in pain as the pain intensified. He shook as the burning pain traveled up his arms. He screamed till his throat hurt and tears were in his eyes. Which Mairon gently wiped them away.

"Aw. Don't cry. I just wanted you to scream. We'll make you cry later," Mairon said as he patted Maedhros's cheeck.

"You're a monster," Maedhros said hoarsely as he shook in pain.

"Perhaps," Mairon said. "Yet, I am not the one who killed thousands of my own kind. Isn't that right little kinslayer? Tell me something, do you hear their screams still? See the look of horror on their face when you close your eyes? Do you feel any pain when you think about the ones that survived? How their families are gone?"

"Stop just stop!" Maedhros said shaking his head tears coming to his eyes. He shut them as tight as he could and contiued to beg quietly.

Yet, as his eyes opened he saw Fingon and Mildor by him. Fingon was holding his hand and his shoulder while Mildor returned something to his bag. Maedhros sat up and pressed himself against Fingon crying his body shook as he did.

"It's okay," Fingon said softly as he wrapped his arms around him. "It's okay. You are safe, no one is going to hurt you."

Maedhros just stayed where he was and cried quietly. Fingon just held him close and let him cry and shake. He looked to Mildor who stood up holding a smaller pouch that he took from his bag. "I have something to help. I'll be right back." He said.

"Okay," Fingon said as he held Maedhros tightly. Mildor nodded and hurried out of the room. Once he left Fingon turned back to Maedhros. Who's sobs started to get quieter yet as well as the shaking but they still kept coming.

"Mayo?" Fingon asked very softly causing Maedhros to look as he sniffed. Fingon pulled out a handkerchief and offered it to him. Maedhros took it and curled back up as he dried his tears that kept coming. A bit later Mildor came back holding a mug of steaming tea. Maedhros paled as he saw the steam and he moved away.

"No," He said shaking his head.

"It's just my own blend of tea and some honey." Mildor said.

"Hot," Maedhros said. Mildor thought for a moment before he wrapped a cloth around the mug and said, "There. Now the mug won't be that hot."

"Come on Mayo," Fingon said softly to him. Maedhros gave a small nod and took a sip. He normally wasn't the biggest fan of tea but something about this was very good. As well as it tasted sweet and flavorful.

"It's good," He said.

"Thank you," Mildor said. "Just try to finish it,"

Maedhros nodded and just sat there holding the cup and taking small sips. After awhile he finished it and sat back. Fingon moved the cup to the side and Mildor sat down nearby. "Maedhros." Mildor said. "Can you look at me."

Maedhros looked over and Mildor turned further to face him better. "Whenever that happens again take those deep breaths. You have to just breath and let your body know that you are safe."

"But the dreams are really bad," Maedhros said wrapping his arm around him.

"I know but they are just dreams. They can't hurt you, look around the room. What do you see?" Mildor asked.

Maedhros looked around and listed what he saw. When he was finished Mildor said, "You also can try doing that. I know it's bad but after you wake up having you stay calm is important. Look, when you are ready and your wounds are more healed. I will help you with these bad dreams and I am sure Fingon over there will do."

Maedhros looked between the two and nodded wiping his eyes as he settled back. "Thank you," Maedhros said.

"Of course," Mildor said. "I'll wait until you go to sleep tonight to check your wounds."

"Not going to sleep again," Maedhros said looking down.

"Nelyo. You have to sleep," Fingon said.

"No!" He replied stubbornly.

"Maedhros. I do have something that can help, I know you don't like any medicines but this can help you sleep without any nightmares." Mildor said.

"No bad dreams?" Maedhros asked.

"No bad dreams." Mildor confirmed. "Does that sound good?"

"Does...it taste bad?" Maedhros asked. Mildor looked slightly surprised but he then gave a kind smile.

"No. I add a bit of cinnamon to it so it's not bitter" Mildor said.

"Okay," Maedhros said with a nod.

"Perfect. I will bring you some tonight then," Mildor said. Maedhros nodded and looked to Fingon who was smiling at him.

"That's very brave of you," Fingon said and Maedhros just smiled a little. Mildor left the room again and Fingon contiued the book again. Thankfully Maedhros was alright for the rest of the day and Mildor came back to change his bandages he did the same thing as before. It took awhile but it was easier for Maedhros to get through it that way. After he got one of those treats again and Mildor gave him the drink to help him sleep. He took that relulently but took it nevertheless. After a few minutes his eyes dropped and he fell asleep.

"Wow. It really works," Fingon said as he helped Mildor clean up.

"It dose, I had time to improve it and make sure it works." Mildor replied as he closed his bag.

"You had bad nightmares?" Fingon asked.

"Still get them at times, besides everyone gets them at times." Mildor said. "Well I am off, I recommend you get some sleep. Trust me forcing yourself to stay awake and watch him will just get you into a bad place."

"Alright," Fingon said. Mildor handed him a blanket from the pile and said, "Also, sleep on the floor or that couch over there. Sleeping on a chair by his bed isn't the smart."

"How did-"

"I am a healer. We healers are masters of sleeping in chairs and dealing with the back pain that can come from it." Mildor replied.

"Alright," Fingon said with a smile. Mildor wished him goodnight and left as Fingon laid down on the couch. Once he laid down he fell asleep quickly and thankfully it was a quiet and peaceful night all around.