Disclaimers: I do not own The Lord of the Rings, The Chronicles of Narnia, "Pirates of the Caribbean", "Mulan", "Master and Commander", "Dinotopia", and "Titanic". They belong to J.R.R. Tolkien, C.S. Lewis, Disney, Miramax, Hallmark Channel, Paramount and history. I do own the original plot, characters, etc…
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Welcome to the revived Divided at Sea, United by Land fanfiction story. This is a series of one-shots, but they all share the land and sea theme. This is also a crossover between The Lord of the Rings and other fandoms related to the land and sea theme.
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"NO! No, stop! Stop! The Ring! The Ring! No please… stop." Frodo's cries stopped then and there. He opened his eyes. To his relief he was inside his hobbit-hole Bag End. His bedroom was warm and comfortable, complete with its own window, dresser, various plants, his chest, a bookcase with all the books he loved to read.
But most of all, his best friend Samwise Gamgee was there, staring at him with great concern. His wife Rosie had just arrived with a damp cloth.
"I think it's getting worse," Frodo said, daring to sit up.
"Mr. Frodo, you need to rest. It's two o' clock in the morning," Sam said.
"This isn't going to stop," Frodo said, resting his hand over his forehead.
"Rest now," Rosie said.
"There's so much memories… so many memories that I cannot recall," Frodo said. "I wonder if I'll ever heal."
"Don't say that, Mr. Frodo," Sam said.
"We should do something," Merry said, standing by the doorway.
"Go back to bed, Merry," Frodo and Sam said in near unison.
"I can't." Merry said. "Frodo's been moaning for the past two nights' now. It's killing my sleep cycle."
"Did someone say breakfast?" Pippin asked, joining the group.
"Please Merry," Frodo said.
"That's my line," Pippin said.
"Of course, it is," Merry said. "That's why we're conducting a sleep study. Now, tonight, we can finally catch our zzzzs."
"What sleep study?" Frodo asked, confused.
"Don't mind them, Mr. Frodo," Sam said.
"No. I want to know what's going on," Frodo said.
"Well, Gandalf told me this idea first and foremost." Merry said. "We'd take sleep studies to determine how to heal ourselves from the quest."
"Does this mean I can get involved, as well as Estella and Diamond?" Rosie asked, perking up.
"Eh… sure. Why not?" Merry said.
"Well, if you four lads are doing the sleep study, Estella, Diamond and I should get involved," Rosie said. "Come on. Why not? We were involved in the War of the Ring, too."
"Um…" Frodo wasn't sure how to answer this. Well, maybe he did. "You might as well. We've all been through a lot. And these nightmares cease to go away."
"Then by all means," Gandalf the White said, entering Frodo's bedroom, "we might as well get things rolling."
"Rolling?" Merry and Pippin asked, confused.
"Yes. So we can all sleep peacefully tonight," Gandalf said.
"Is that the only reason?" Frodo asked, saddened by the news.
"Nonsense Frodo. I intend to see whether your mind will be able to heal." Gandalf said. "This sleep study will be good for you. I will see what I can do, but I am not the Maia who handles the dreams."
"Then who…" Frodo's voice faded at the sight of a man with golden hair and a powerful aura. "Who are you?"
"I am Lórien and I am here to help you all with your dream study," said the man. "Now. If you would return to your beds, I shall unleash the dream world of your choosing. Anyone have ideas?"
"How's this? A land and sea dreams," Gandalf suggested.
"Will do. And now, sleep hobbits when you reach your bed. You will wake up when you've completed your trials in the dream world," Lórien told them.
"We'll see you tomorrow, Frodo," Sam said. "You rest easy now."
"I will, Sam," Frodo said, tucking himself under the covers. His eyelids lulled to a sleepy state. He felt so… there was the spray of the sea touched his lips and his cheeks. The sea was so close… and there was a ship… and hands pulling him aboard… right in front of the captain.
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Thanks for reading. :)
