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A Life Known
Chapter 14/?
Title: Breaking
Rated: R
Warnings: Angst
Disclaimer: This is all false and untrue and fabricated.


Chapter 14


Sean and Viggo made their way across the set and found their “Elf” in deep conversation with the “Hobbits. His head was downcast and it appeared that the little group of friends he had, were trying to make him feel better. They looked up and glared at the two men.

“Sean, now look what you’ve done.” Viggo groaned as he watched from afar.

“No worries mate, I’ll make him feel better.” He said and quickly made his way over to Orlando, leaving Viggo behind.

“Sean wait,” he hissed as he watched him take off after Orlando. “Shit Sean, why do you do stuff like that?” he muttered to himself.

“Orli,” Sean called out.

Orlando looked up into the direction of the voice he recognized very well. “What do you want now Sean?”

Sean walked up to him and put an arm around the lad and steered him off so they would be by themselves; gathering evil glances from the “Hobbits” as he did.

“I’m sorry if I upset you earlier, I didn’t mean to,” he said as they stopped further away. He looked into the brown eyes. “Really Orlando, I’m just a bastard, I can’t help myself sometimes ya know, things just seem to pop out of my mouth without my brain even thinking.”

Orlando smiled. “Yeah, you sure are sometimes and what brain would that be?”

“Forgive me sweetheart?” he asked softly.

“Yeah, I guess,” he shifted back and forth.

“So…you and Viggo getting along?” he asked as he lay a hand on Orlando’s shoulder.

“Um, yeah, kind of,” he muttered under his breath.

“You know Orli, I’m not the best one to give advice about relationships, but I have received a lot of it in my many divorces over the years.”

Orlando looked up. “What are you talking about Beanie?”

“You…and Viggo…don’t deny it lad, I can see it in your eyes every time you look at him.”

“That obvious?” he groaned.

“Yeah..kind of, and I can see it in his eyes too.”

Orlando looked at him suspiously. “Has he been talking to you Beanie?” he asked his voice taking on a suspious note.

“A bit yeah, he’s…confused Orli…he’s had a lot going on in the last year, you know we talked about that already.”

“He shouldn’t have said anything,” he said shaking his head.

“Orlando, come on lad…I know you well enough to know that you’ve probably talked to one of your friend’s about him already, am I right?”

Orlando stared down at his feet again kicking at the dirt with his boot. “Yeah” he whispered.

“What Orli?” he asked with a smile. “I can’t hear ya mate!”

“Yeah Sean I did,” he repeated. “I talked to Lij.”

“So why can’t Viggo talk to someone, hmmm?”

He shrugged his shoulder. “Don’t know.”

“It’s only fair, now look Orli, give him time to sort things out. He likes you, he really does.”

“He say that?” Orlando asked looking up with hope in his eyes.

“Yeah, in so many words, he did. He just, has had some things happen in the past year that’s he’s having problems dealing with.” Sean lifted a hand and pushed his blonde hair back. “Now, be gentle with him, give him time and some understanding, okay?”

Orlando nodded. “Thanks Beanie,” he said with a smile and gave the taller man a big Orli style hug. Sean wrapped his arms around the slender lad and held him tightly. “Now go play with your “hobbit” friends.” he said, happily shooing the elf away.

Orlando smiled and kissed Sean on the cheek and left and rejoined his friends.

Sean walled back over to where he had left Viggo standing. “Well, I think our elf is feeling better now,’ he said with a big grin on his face.

“What did you say Sean?” Viggo asked, annoyed still.


“I just told him I was sorry I was an ass and apologized.”

“That’s it?”

“And I may have said something about giving you some room.”

Viggo groaned, “Did you tell him I wanted a relationship with him Bean?” he asked. “You didn’t tell him about…you know…what I told you earlier?”

“Hell no, but he like you Vig, you like him. Just take it slow, let it develop.”

Viggo let out a huge breath. “Time huh? Well I guess I’ve got plenty of time here now, don’t I?” he asked.

Sean laughed and slapped him on the back, “Yep I’d say about 14 months worth. Come on, let’s go so they don’t come searching for us.”

“Yeah I’m sure Peter would be thrilled with having to hunt us down.”



That day had gone pretty smoothly. They were back to joking around and the tension had eased up considerably. It wasn’t until the afternoon hit that they were out riding the horses, Viggo, Orlando and Brett (John’s double). Viggo was riding along side Orlando. Viggo wasn’t sure what happened. But the next thing he knew, Orlando had fallen off the horse with Brett landing on top of him. He heard Orlando cry out in pain and immediately jumped off his horse to help him.

“Orlando are you okay?” he asked worriedly, as he helped Brett off him, who didn’t seem to be injured as one of the medics tended to him.

Orlando was holding his side and groaned, “My rib,” I think I broke it.” he winced.

“Let me help you Orlando,” Viggo said as he went to raise the jerkin off.

“NO!” Orlando suddenly yelled out. “Don’t touch me!” he cried as the tears rolled down his face.

“Orlando, please I only want to help,” Viggo pleaded. “Please, I won’t hurt you.”

“No, I want to wait for the medics,” he groaned. “Leave me Viggo, just leave me alone.” He sobbed as he pushed the man away from him.

“Orlando….please, I just want to check and see that you’re alright.”

“I said, leave me the fuck alone okay!” he spat out.

Viggo was shocked by the sudden onset of anger. He sat there literally stunned. And only moved when the medic pushed him aside.

The medic was talking to Orlando first about his pain. He was holding on to his side and his face was scrunched up in pain. “It hurts…when I take a deep breath.” He looked into her eyes. They had all been informed about Orlando’s history. He had told her that he didn’t want anyone to know about his injury.

“Can you stand honey?”She asked.

“Yeah, I think I can,” he groaned between his gritted teeth.

She helped him up and took him over to the medical tent and closed the flap after they had gone in. She slowly undid the jerkin and had Orlando lift up his shirt. She saw the bruise over his rib area already forming. “We’ll need to take x-rays Orli,” she said as she felt the area softly.

He nodded his head and bit his lip as she felt over the area. “I’m going to give you a rib belt to put on for now, its probably cracked. It will help stabilize it a bit. But you still need x-rays.”

“Thanks, for helping,” he said gratefully.

“I tried to get to you as soon as I could hon, I know you don’t want anyone seeing your scar or even knowing about it.”

“I appreciate it, thanks”

“Can you walk?”

“Yeah,” he said as he lowered his shirt wincing as he did.

Just then Peter walked in. “Is he okay?” He looked at Orlando. “ Are you okay?” he asked worriedly.

“I think I cracked a rib,” Orlando tried to smile to show he was okay. “I guess I’m the first to score an injury.” He added trying to make light of it.

“He needs x-rays,” the medic informed Peter.

“Sure, yeah, go ahead and take him, but let me know how he is alright?”

She nodded her head and accompanied Orlando out of the tent. Viggo was waiting there for them.

“Are you alright Orlando?” He asked him. “ Is he alright?” he asked turning to the medic.

“It’s just a cracked rib Viggo, I’m going for x-rays. I’ll see ya okay.” He said as he slowly moved away, his head hanging down.

Viggo watched Orlando walking away with the medic. He was moving slowly, his hand held to his side.

Sean came running up. “What happened Viggo?” he asked worriedly.

“Orlando fell off his horse and Brett landed on him pretty hard, they think he broke a rib.” He replied dazed by the events.

Sean looked at Viggo and then at the retreating form. “Something else happen?” he asked with concern.

“He freaked out Sean, when I went to help him with his clothes, he freaked out on me.”

“What?”

“Yeah, wouldn’t let me touch him, told me to leave him the fuck alone. Are you sure he was okay after you talked to him?” He asked.

“Yeah, he was fine. He was laughing and stuff. I don’t get it?”

Viggo shook his head, “I don’t either.” He muttered.

“Maybe he was in shock or something ya know,” Sean suggested. “Pain can do that.”

“He was afraid of me Sean, He was afraid for me to touch him; last night he was all over me and today…” he trailed off.

“Peter,” Viggo called out hurrying over to the director.

“Yeah Viggo.”Peter stopped and waited for Viggo to catch up with him.

“Is Orlando okay, really? He really freaked out on me when I went to help him.”

“He was probably in pain Viggo. I’m sure he will be fine.”

Viggo nodded reluctantly and went back to work, but his mind was still focused on Orlando and the panicked look in his eyes.


Orlando made his way up his stairs to the door. His movements very slow as he put the key in the lock. “Let me Orli,” came the voice behind him.

“Thanks Lij, thanks for coming to get me.”

Hey anytime,” he answered a he helped him into the house. “Come on, sit down.”

Orlando moved slowly over to the couch and sat down slowly, wincing as he did. “Shit,” he murmured as he leaned back. He closed his eyes and tried to relax.

“I’m getting you some pain pills Orli,” he called from inside the kitchen. He rummaged through the cabinets looking over the different meds. He read some of the names of them and knew they weren’t ordinary ones.

He walked back into the living room and sat down and handed his friend the pills and some water.

Orlando smiled his thanks and took both tablets right away and breathed a sigh of relief.

“I guess your going to be taking it easy for a couple days huh?” he asked.

“Yeah, doctor said to take it easy.”

“Orli….I don’t mean to pry…but what are all those medication’s for in your kitchen?”

Orlando felt the air rush out of him. He closed his eyes and rested his head back against the couch again. “I really don’t want to talk about it Elijah.”

“I know, it’s probably personal…but I’m worried, about you,” he said with such sincerity in his voice that it touched Orlando's heart.

He bit his lip and pondered what to do. Lij was one of his best friends here. He confided almost everything to him already.

Maybe it would help to let someone else know. So he could tell him why he responded to Viggo as he did.

“Did you hear what happened today?” he asked.

“You mean falling off the horse? Yeah, like didn’t everyone?”

“Viggo tried to help me right after I fell…I yelled at him.” He said softly.

Elijah looked at him with confusion clearly written on his face. “Why? Why would you do that when you like him?”

“He wanted to take my jerkin off.” He continued.

“And you got mad because of that? Orli that doesn’t make sense.”

“You know how I am about always wearing a shirt?”

“Yeah but, that’s just you. We don’t tease you anymore about it.”

Olrando took another deep breath, “ I know, and I appreciate that..but there’s a reason why.”

“Orli, are you okay, is there something wrong?” he asked starting to get more worried then he already was.

Orlando felt a small tear well up in his eye. “I had surgery Elijah, I have a scar on my chest.”

Elijah only shook his head. “Lots of people have surgery and have scars Orli, I don’t understand?”

“I had…a heart transplant Elijah,” he whispered softly. “I didn’t want anyone to know.”

Elijah sat there with a shocked look on his face. “Are…are you okay now Orli?” he asked

“Yeah,” he replied wiping away the tear that had slid down his check. “Its just…I didn’t want anyone to think different of me to treat me with kid gloves ya know, I wanted to be treated normal.”

Elijah nodded his head. “Sorry Orli, I didn’t know. Wow, that’s…wow.”

Undo my shirt mate,” he asked after a minute.

Elijah looked up terrified. Orli I don’t have to see it.” He said nervously.

“I want you to Lij, please.”

He leaned forward with shaky hands and slowly unbuttoned his shirt and tried to hold in the gasp as he saw the long scar down the center of his chest.

“Pretty nasty huh?” He asked as Lij stared at it.

“Can I touch it?” he asked curious now.

“Yeah go ahead, it doesn’t hurt.”

Elijah ran his finger carefully down the ridge. “God Orli, were you that sick.” He asked looking up into his friend’s eyes.

Orlando let out a small laugh, “Yeah I was mate, I almost died. But they found a donor just in time, it saved my life. I was so sick Lij.”

Elijah moved forward and put his arms around his friend and hugged him. “I’m glad your okay Orli,” he whispered in his ear. “And I’m glad you told me too.”

Orlando’s breath hitched from the honest love that came from this young man.. “Thanks,” he whispered.

They sat like that for minutes until Elijah pulled away. “Is…is that why you wouldn’t let Viggo touch you today?” he asked as he buttoned the shirt back up.

“Yeah…I was pretty mean to him Lij, I told him to fuck off.”

Elijah winced as he heard that, “How’d he take that?” he asked.

“I think he was shocked kind of like I was after I had yelled it” He answered. “He probably hates me now. I can’t believe I said that to him Lij, that is so unlike me.”

“Yeah but…your were in pain and scared about the scar and everything.”

“I know, but still that’s no excuse. But Elijah, don’t tell him.” He asked looking into the big blue eyes.

“I won't Orli, but…what if you…”

“What?” he asked. “What if we get involved?”

“Yeah, you’ll have to tell him then.”

“I know.” He said. “I don’t know what I’ll say, I mean.” He laughed, “I don’t know what I mean actually.”

“God, what a mess.” Elijah said as he leaned back on the couch.
“You are going to apologize to him aren’t you?” he asked.

“Well of course I am. I’m just not going to tell him why.”

“But he’s going to find out Orli, isn’t it better you tell him now then later?”

“Shit Lij, I don’t know.” He squeezed his eyes shut. “I’m starting to get a headache from thinking so much about it.”

“I’m really glad you told me Orli,” he said again as he brushed the soft curls out of his face.

“Your like the brother I never had Lij,” Orlando answered as he felt the sting of tears again.

Elijah nodded his head and leaned forward and kissed his brow. “Thanks Orli, that means a lot. Now you get some rest okay? I’ll let Peter know what going on.”

“Thanks Lij,” He watched as the young man headed to the door. “Take care.” He called out.”

“Bye Orli, call me if you need any help okay?”

“I will, thanks again Lij,” As the door shut he closed his eyes and tried to breath in without having any pain.

“Shit,” he grimaced as the pain shot through his side anyway. “One more fuck up to my already high score.”

Tbc….