Aragorn was sitting in the dingy tavern drinking.  He'd lost count of how many pints he'd had, but he knew he was drunk and he knew he wanted to be even drunker still.  He was not so drunk though that he was unaware when Legolas sat down at his table.  He did not particularly care how Legolas had found him, but as long as he did not interfere with Aragorn's drinking he was fine with the elf's company.  The barmaid walked over to the table and Aragorn ordered yet another drink.   

We all drink to forget

Some of us more than most

When reality gets too real

And the fires of hell too close

But I'm here to let you know that you can make it through

If you believe that someone's watchin' over you

Legolas sat in silence as his friend downed another drink, and that suited Aragorn just fine.  He was not ready to talk, nor did he particularly feel like listening.  His heart hurt too much right then.  Gilvorn, one of his dearest friends, had died in a fierce battle with orcs.  He had fallen saving Aragorn's life.  Aragorn wished that it was he who had died.  After the fight they buried the dead and Aragorn had slipped away from the other Rangers.  Not even they could track their chieftain when he did not want to be found.  Aragorn sighed heavily, and Legolas reached out a slender hand and placed it on the man's shoulder.  The elf's presence was helping a little, even though before that moment he had desired solitude. 

 Call it an angel

Call it a muse

And call it karma that you've got comin' to you

What's the difference

What's in a name

What matters most is never ever losin' faith

'Cause it's gonna be alright

You're not alone tonight

 The barmaid had brought him another drink, but this one he just sipped on instead of gulping in one or two long pulls.  He wasn't sure right then if he could continue to lead the Dunedain.  He got people-friends and kinsman-killed.  He could just slip off, maybe go south to Gondor for a while.  No one would ever find him if he didn't want them to.  The hand on his shoulder tightened slightly as if the person it was attached to had heard his thought and he'd disagreed.  His blonde companion was proof enough that he could be found even if he wanted to hide.

 We all have our days

When nothing goes as planned

Not a soul in the world

Seems to understand

And for someone to talk to

You'd give anything

Well go on and cry out loud

'Cause someone's listenin'

Suddenly the grief would not be ignored or drowned any longer.  He reached his hand up and grasped Legolas' forearm to reassure himself someone was there with him and understood the pain of losing a friend and subordinate.  He dropped his head to the table and his shoulders shook as he wept silently for his beloved friend and himself.  

Call it an angel

Call it a muse

And call it karma that you've got comin' to you

What's the difference

What's in a name

What matters most is never ever losin' faith

'Cause it's gonna be alright

You're not alone tonight

When his tears stopped, Legolas pulled him to his feet, paid the tab, and directed him up the stairs to his room.  He pushed the man down on the bed and removed his boots. 

 "Sleep, Estel.  It will be alright.  I'm here with you, you're not alone tonight," Legolas whispered.

 Aragorn knew in that moment that it would indeed be alright.  He would recover, and he would continue to lead his people.

 "Hannon le, mellon nin," he responded as his eyes slipped shut.  

Keep your faith alive

You're not alone tonight.