- With Hope -
Summary: Takes place after RotK. Frodo stays in Gondor until he's well enough physically and emotionally to return to the Shire.
Rated: PG-13
Genre: Angst / Drama
Author's Note: This is my first LotR fan fiction. I've though read a bunch of them. *Please read and review* I would really like to hear your opinion.
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Sam stood at the waterside, looking respectfully at the nature. A slight breeze played along his light clothes while the warm sunrays lit up his face. But the sun easily revealed the sadness that could be seen behind his eyes. Something was amiss. Something precious to him was missing.
Still he enjoyed the weather. It had been a long time since the comforting sun had been visible. Since it had been visible in his heart. ´Hope dies last´ He had once been told by none other than Bilbo Baggins and he still held tight to those words.
"Sam!" A desperate voice approached him. A galloping Pippin came into view when Sam slightly turned around
"Sam" gasped Pippin "He's awake"
The sadness behind Samwise´s eyes faded and soon there was nothing in his expression but happiness. He laid his hand upon his smiling friend, who had waited for this reaction. They both shared a happy laugh, then they were off, running to the castle.
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"Frodo" Sam rushed in, panting
The dazed hobbit tore his attention from the men around him and found his eyes looking deeply into Sam's
"Sam" exclaimed Frodo as he tried to raise himself up, but a firm but gentle hand pushed him back down "You must gather your strength little one before you leave this bed"
Sam approached the bed where Frodo lay. The tiny hobbit that lay there looked so fragile. Sam´s most desire was to gather his friend into his arms and soothe him. Telling him that everything would be fine.
"Sam, where are we?" Frodo asked
"We're in the white city, Frodo" Sam said as he reached for the pale hand and placed it in his palm. He wanted to cry when he felt the coolness of Frodo´s body
"You must be cold" Sam said as he pulled the blanket closer to his body
"We're in Gondor?" Frodo looked dreamily at Sam
"Yes we are, Frodo. As soon as you´re healed we will take a tour around. I give you my word on that" Sam said
"When will that be, Sam.. Tomorrow?" Frodo´s pleading blue eyes searched Sam's
"That'll be not quite yet. Little one" A strong voice echoed in the room. But was out of Frodo´s eyesight.
"Strider" Sam sighed
"Aragorn" Frodo eyes perked up as he heard Sam address him by name
A gentle hand was laid on his forehead. It brushed away the wet curls that were stuck on his forehead and soon Frodo found himself staring at Aragorn
"What happened, Strider? How did I get here?" Frodo asked, "It seems that all my memory has been washed away since I was in Mordor"
"You shall not have to worry about that, Mr. Frodo" Sam said, "It's over, the quest is over"
Frodo´s blue eyes turned to Sam. It was so strange how his eyes expressed those indescribable emotion that neither Sam or Aragorn recognized
"I only wish to know what happened" Frodo said, "Why is no memory in my mind. All I remember is that cold tower. But I cannot remember how the quest came to end... How come I can't?"
Aragorn knelt by his bed, making sure their eye level was the same
"Frodo.." Aragorn trailed off "The reason why you don´t remember anything is because you were in a really bad condition. I do not know how long those orcs tortured you. But Sam found you at last. I do not know what strength you had left to actually finish the quest.."
// "Frodo, don´t worry. Your Sam is here"
Frodo moaned out loud when he felt a soft hand caress his cheek. Slowly he opened up his eyes to find Sam by his side. He couldn´t believe that Sam was there with him. He had often dreamt it in his unconsciousness
Sam´s hand grabbed around his waist and another was placed beneath Frodo´s head and then immediately Frodo realized that Sam was real and he was there to take him away from that place
"Oh Sam" His hoarse voice called out
"Yes, Frodo. It´s Sam" There was a hint of relief in Sam´s voice
Sam pulled the limp body into his arms and carefully made his way out. Frodo´s head lay limp on Sam´s chest when he felt something from beneath Sam´s shirt. It was his ring. Frodo reached out for it in one lash and crashed to the ground because of his sudden movement
"Who gave you the permission to carry it!?" Frodo´s voice came out stronger and harsher then his weak body would had prefer "It is mine. It´s mine!"
Frodo´s attention went to the ring that he had in his palm. The one ring, softly caressing it
"Frodo" Sam´s voice was otherwise weak, searching for any glimpse of his master in the possessed body in front of his very eyes
Frodo´s head jerked up to see the Sam trying to reach him. Frodo locked his grip around the ring then attacked his rescuer.
Punches were sent again and again until Frodo´s little body couldn´t allow any more. He looked down at the work he had done to his friend and backed away. Gasping. He tried to stay on his legs but they were wobbly and he landed at the ground again, sobbing painfully.
"I am so sorry, Sam" Frodo pulled himself up to a stone cold wall, placing his injured arms around his injured body
Sam pulled himself up to a sitting position. Not daring to stand up. Not quite yet. When he heard the little hobbit start to sob again, his heart broke. He crawled over to his master and pulled him into an embrace. Frodo pulled himself away - He felt so ashamed of his actions. How could he hurt the only one who still was trying to keep him alive . The one who had stood by him through this quest. The one who had never lost him.//
"Frodo.." Sam slightly shook him
The dazed eyes of the former ringbearer turned to Sam
"Oh, dear Elbereth, Frodo don´t do this to me again!" Sam said
"Wha- -" The small, fragile hobbit looked confused
"I thought you´d left us" Sam said
"How can you manage this Sam?" Frodo raised himself up against all medical advices
Sam looked confused "How can I manage what, Mr. Frodo?"
"How can you stand by me after everything I´ve done to you?" Frodo fought the tears "It was my fault that you were taken away from the Shire, to come with me on this suicidal quest. I took you away from the mother of your child!"
Frodo realized what he had said afterwards. But he had to get Sam to dislike him, to leave him and go home to the Shire. He couldn´t stand it any longer to watch Sam´s unhappiness when he knew he could regain happiness in the Shire
"Frodo, I don´t have a child" Sam laid his hand on his forehead, searching for fever
"It has not yet been given birth" Frodo whispered "I was not suppose to tell you this.."
//"Frodo" Frodo turned around to see Rosie Cotton in front of him. Rosie was most desirable hobbit lass in the whole shire. She was beautiful like an elf - some hobbits said but Frodo had never seen one but could well believe it was the truth
"Rosie" Frodo stated "What may I do for you?"
"Do you know where Sam is, I have been looking for him all day" Rosie said
"Oh you know Sam, where a gardening needs to be done he´s usually there" Frodo said
Frodo studied the worried expression on Rosie´s beautiful face
"Are you feeling well, Rose?" Frodo asked "You look a little pale for August"
"Frodo.." She trailed off "I.. I´m pregnant"
Frodo couldn´t find the right words to describe his wonderment
"It´s Sam´s" Rosie continued "I really long to keep it, but I fear Sam will not and I know I won´t be able to raise it by myself"
"A-are you sure?" Frodo stuttered
"I´m positive, Frodo. Sam is the only option" Rosie said
"I.. I didn´t know.." Frodo trailed off
"Oh, we kept it as a secret" Rosie said "But after we.. Sam´s been a little distant"
"If I see him I´ll tell him you´ve been looking for him" Frodo said
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Sam had his back to the party where hobbits from all around Shire were dancing. It was a celebration for Bilbo´s eleventh hundred and eleventh birthday
He slightly turned his head around to see Rosie. She was dancing and that beautiful smile on her lips broke Sam as he quickly turned around again.
Beside him appeared Frodo "Go on, Sam. Ask Rosie for a dance" He stated as he sat down, catching his breath.
Sam looked hesitant for a second. He was really nervous, but didn´t face Frodo "Eh - I think I´ll just have another ale"
Frodo laughed slightly as Sam stood up heading for another ale "Oh, no, you don´t" He grabbed Sam by the shoulders and steered him into the action, pushing him forward where he landed into Rosie´s arms. Sam wrapped his arms around Rosie´s waist as they continued with the flow//
"I.. I´m going to be a father?" Sam asked, there was a hint of shock in his voice. He realized immediately that Frodo had said it to him to encourage him to leave Gondor and head home - to the Shire
"Go home, Sam" Frodo said "Rosie needs you"
"But you need me" cried Sam "I promised I wouldn´t lose you"
"My dear, Sam" Frodo said as he reached out to touch his cheek "You haven´t lost me, I´ll return when I´m better"
"I can´t leave you here, Frodo" Sam was crying "This world outside the Shire is a big place. We don´t belong here"
"No, we don´t" Frodo said "But you know well I would not be able to travel in this condition"
Sam stayed silent
"I promise I´ll be back, Sam. How long until.. I will not know. But I will return" Frodo was silent for a while "Bag End needs life and gardening. So if you wish to.. You, Rosie and your baby can live there and when I return I know where to find you"
Sam´s tears ran quickly down his cheeks as Frodo placed a key into his palm
"Farewell, Sam" Frodo whispered
Sam gently placed a kiss on Frodo´s forehead, then he turned around and walked out. He stopped in the doorway.
"Don´t look back" Frodo whispered
"I´ll see you sometime again, Frodo" Sam whispered then he took off
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Author's Note II: For those of you who review I will try my best to answer your questions. Can you spare few seconds?
Summary: Takes place after RotK. Frodo stays in Gondor until he's well enough physically and emotionally to return to the Shire.
Rated: PG-13
Genre: Angst / Drama
Author's Note: This is my first LotR fan fiction. I've though read a bunch of them. *Please read and review* I would really like to hear your opinion.
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Sam stood at the waterside, looking respectfully at the nature. A slight breeze played along his light clothes while the warm sunrays lit up his face. But the sun easily revealed the sadness that could be seen behind his eyes. Something was amiss. Something precious to him was missing.
Still he enjoyed the weather. It had been a long time since the comforting sun had been visible. Since it had been visible in his heart. ´Hope dies last´ He had once been told by none other than Bilbo Baggins and he still held tight to those words.
"Sam!" A desperate voice approached him. A galloping Pippin came into view when Sam slightly turned around
"Sam" gasped Pippin "He's awake"
The sadness behind Samwise´s eyes faded and soon there was nothing in his expression but happiness. He laid his hand upon his smiling friend, who had waited for this reaction. They both shared a happy laugh, then they were off, running to the castle.
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"Frodo" Sam rushed in, panting
The dazed hobbit tore his attention from the men around him and found his eyes looking deeply into Sam's
"Sam" exclaimed Frodo as he tried to raise himself up, but a firm but gentle hand pushed him back down "You must gather your strength little one before you leave this bed"
Sam approached the bed where Frodo lay. The tiny hobbit that lay there looked so fragile. Sam´s most desire was to gather his friend into his arms and soothe him. Telling him that everything would be fine.
"Sam, where are we?" Frodo asked
"We're in the white city, Frodo" Sam said as he reached for the pale hand and placed it in his palm. He wanted to cry when he felt the coolness of Frodo´s body
"You must be cold" Sam said as he pulled the blanket closer to his body
"We're in Gondor?" Frodo looked dreamily at Sam
"Yes we are, Frodo. As soon as you´re healed we will take a tour around. I give you my word on that" Sam said
"When will that be, Sam.. Tomorrow?" Frodo´s pleading blue eyes searched Sam's
"That'll be not quite yet. Little one" A strong voice echoed in the room. But was out of Frodo´s eyesight.
"Strider" Sam sighed
"Aragorn" Frodo eyes perked up as he heard Sam address him by name
A gentle hand was laid on his forehead. It brushed away the wet curls that were stuck on his forehead and soon Frodo found himself staring at Aragorn
"What happened, Strider? How did I get here?" Frodo asked, "It seems that all my memory has been washed away since I was in Mordor"
"You shall not have to worry about that, Mr. Frodo" Sam said, "It's over, the quest is over"
Frodo´s blue eyes turned to Sam. It was so strange how his eyes expressed those indescribable emotion that neither Sam or Aragorn recognized
"I only wish to know what happened" Frodo said, "Why is no memory in my mind. All I remember is that cold tower. But I cannot remember how the quest came to end... How come I can't?"
Aragorn knelt by his bed, making sure their eye level was the same
"Frodo.." Aragorn trailed off "The reason why you don´t remember anything is because you were in a really bad condition. I do not know how long those orcs tortured you. But Sam found you at last. I do not know what strength you had left to actually finish the quest.."
// "Frodo, don´t worry. Your Sam is here"
Frodo moaned out loud when he felt a soft hand caress his cheek. Slowly he opened up his eyes to find Sam by his side. He couldn´t believe that Sam was there with him. He had often dreamt it in his unconsciousness
Sam´s hand grabbed around his waist and another was placed beneath Frodo´s head and then immediately Frodo realized that Sam was real and he was there to take him away from that place
"Oh Sam" His hoarse voice called out
"Yes, Frodo. It´s Sam" There was a hint of relief in Sam´s voice
Sam pulled the limp body into his arms and carefully made his way out. Frodo´s head lay limp on Sam´s chest when he felt something from beneath Sam´s shirt. It was his ring. Frodo reached out for it in one lash and crashed to the ground because of his sudden movement
"Who gave you the permission to carry it!?" Frodo´s voice came out stronger and harsher then his weak body would had prefer "It is mine. It´s mine!"
Frodo´s attention went to the ring that he had in his palm. The one ring, softly caressing it
"Frodo" Sam´s voice was otherwise weak, searching for any glimpse of his master in the possessed body in front of his very eyes
Frodo´s head jerked up to see the Sam trying to reach him. Frodo locked his grip around the ring then attacked his rescuer.
Punches were sent again and again until Frodo´s little body couldn´t allow any more. He looked down at the work he had done to his friend and backed away. Gasping. He tried to stay on his legs but they were wobbly and he landed at the ground again, sobbing painfully.
"I am so sorry, Sam" Frodo pulled himself up to a stone cold wall, placing his injured arms around his injured body
Sam pulled himself up to a sitting position. Not daring to stand up. Not quite yet. When he heard the little hobbit start to sob again, his heart broke. He crawled over to his master and pulled him into an embrace. Frodo pulled himself away - He felt so ashamed of his actions. How could he hurt the only one who still was trying to keep him alive . The one who had stood by him through this quest. The one who had never lost him.//
"Frodo.." Sam slightly shook him
The dazed eyes of the former ringbearer turned to Sam
"Oh, dear Elbereth, Frodo don´t do this to me again!" Sam said
"Wha- -" The small, fragile hobbit looked confused
"I thought you´d left us" Sam said
"How can you manage this Sam?" Frodo raised himself up against all medical advices
Sam looked confused "How can I manage what, Mr. Frodo?"
"How can you stand by me after everything I´ve done to you?" Frodo fought the tears "It was my fault that you were taken away from the Shire, to come with me on this suicidal quest. I took you away from the mother of your child!"
Frodo realized what he had said afterwards. But he had to get Sam to dislike him, to leave him and go home to the Shire. He couldn´t stand it any longer to watch Sam´s unhappiness when he knew he could regain happiness in the Shire
"Frodo, I don´t have a child" Sam laid his hand on his forehead, searching for fever
"It has not yet been given birth" Frodo whispered "I was not suppose to tell you this.."
//"Frodo" Frodo turned around to see Rosie Cotton in front of him. Rosie was most desirable hobbit lass in the whole shire. She was beautiful like an elf - some hobbits said but Frodo had never seen one but could well believe it was the truth
"Rosie" Frodo stated "What may I do for you?"
"Do you know where Sam is, I have been looking for him all day" Rosie said
"Oh you know Sam, where a gardening needs to be done he´s usually there" Frodo said
Frodo studied the worried expression on Rosie´s beautiful face
"Are you feeling well, Rose?" Frodo asked "You look a little pale for August"
"Frodo.." She trailed off "I.. I´m pregnant"
Frodo couldn´t find the right words to describe his wonderment
"It´s Sam´s" Rosie continued "I really long to keep it, but I fear Sam will not and I know I won´t be able to raise it by myself"
"A-are you sure?" Frodo stuttered
"I´m positive, Frodo. Sam is the only option" Rosie said
"I.. I didn´t know.." Frodo trailed off
"Oh, we kept it as a secret" Rosie said "But after we.. Sam´s been a little distant"
"If I see him I´ll tell him you´ve been looking for him" Frodo said
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Sam had his back to the party where hobbits from all around Shire were dancing. It was a celebration for Bilbo´s eleventh hundred and eleventh birthday
He slightly turned his head around to see Rosie. She was dancing and that beautiful smile on her lips broke Sam as he quickly turned around again.
Beside him appeared Frodo "Go on, Sam. Ask Rosie for a dance" He stated as he sat down, catching his breath.
Sam looked hesitant for a second. He was really nervous, but didn´t face Frodo "Eh - I think I´ll just have another ale"
Frodo laughed slightly as Sam stood up heading for another ale "Oh, no, you don´t" He grabbed Sam by the shoulders and steered him into the action, pushing him forward where he landed into Rosie´s arms. Sam wrapped his arms around Rosie´s waist as they continued with the flow//
"I.. I´m going to be a father?" Sam asked, there was a hint of shock in his voice. He realized immediately that Frodo had said it to him to encourage him to leave Gondor and head home - to the Shire
"Go home, Sam" Frodo said "Rosie needs you"
"But you need me" cried Sam "I promised I wouldn´t lose you"
"My dear, Sam" Frodo said as he reached out to touch his cheek "You haven´t lost me, I´ll return when I´m better"
"I can´t leave you here, Frodo" Sam was crying "This world outside the Shire is a big place. We don´t belong here"
"No, we don´t" Frodo said "But you know well I would not be able to travel in this condition"
Sam stayed silent
"I promise I´ll be back, Sam. How long until.. I will not know. But I will return" Frodo was silent for a while "Bag End needs life and gardening. So if you wish to.. You, Rosie and your baby can live there and when I return I know where to find you"
Sam´s tears ran quickly down his cheeks as Frodo placed a key into his palm
"Farewell, Sam" Frodo whispered
Sam gently placed a kiss on Frodo´s forehead, then he turned around and walked out. He stopped in the doorway.
"Don´t look back" Frodo whispered
"I´ll see you sometime again, Frodo" Sam whispered then he took off
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Author's Note II: For those of you who review I will try my best to answer your questions. Can you spare few seconds?
