A:N/ This is not a slash. NOT SLASH! Just so you know. I do not view Sam and Frodo as a slash couple. It does not sit well with me. So this is not slash, this is just a oneshot from Sam's perspective.

This is just a cute little one-shot on how Sam thinks of the whole ordeal. Nothing too bad.

Title: Fairness

Rating: K

Summary: Sam's view on Frodo. Sometimes, you can die and still breathe with a smile. One-shot

I am watching him talk with Mr. Strider near the campfire. He puts on a smile and chats as if he does not have a care in the world. But I can see through his facade.

Frodo always tries to seem as if he is invincible, even when we have all seen him vulnerable. I think that he does it because, perhaps if he views himself as invincible, then he'll be closer to that.

I do miss the old Frodo. The one who used to laugh with me, the one who would yell at me when I called him Mr. Frodo, the one I would yell at when I caught him, Merry, and Pippin stealing. But I do not think I will ever get Frodo back to the way he was.

We have all changed, I can see it. The Fellowship has become closer than family. Strider and Gandalf have nearly become like my old gaffer. I can see him in them, it's the little things to remind you of home.

Pippin and Merry still fight over nothing. It lifts all of our spirits when nothing else can. Earlier they were arguing whose hair was greasier, Strider's or Boromir's. It made the two men blush as brightly as a tomato. Legolas and Gandalf laughed at it. Gimli claimed his own was the greasiest. Which started a new fight. But this time it was trying to have the greasiest hair.

We eat and drink little. Sometimes I wonder if someone is going to starve. Boromir and Mr. Strider are used to it. Gimli too. Legolas is an elf and can bear it. Gandalf doesn't eat much. But us hobbits, we need our food! Merry and Pippin have been doing nothing but complain about it. Mr. Frodo doesn't, but he is getting thinner.

Mr. Frodo worries me greatly. The others troubles can be placed on someone else. But Frodo has to carry his worries alone. No one can really help him on this one. He has retreated into himself. It hurts me to see that.

He just seems to be a walking skeleton. No matter how happy he may make his mask seem! I know Mr. Frodo well enough to see through them all! He no longer even seems to be alive. It's like all he really wants to live for is that Ring.

The Ring. I know as soon as it came in his possession it would be the death of him. As far as I can see, he is dying. Frodo's spirit is dying. I can no longer see the happy mischievous boy that I once knew.

Mr. Frodo was not well. But I could do nothing to stop it. I wish I could. Mr. Frodo was the best friend a hobbit could have. But I had to watch him day by day edge his life away.

Why did it have to be him? Why did it have to be Mr. Frodo? I do not want to see him like this. I do not want to put him through this. But Mr. Frodo will do what he sees right. He's always wanted an adventure.

But he's wanted an adventure to live. To be alive and have the thrill Mr. Bilbo did. But this is the adventure he has always wanted, but I don't think Mr. Frodo expected this.

We are all here for him, but sometimes I think it is not enough. It's not fair for him. I want to just go back to the Shire and live as we once had.

It's not fair.

Hope you like it. Just something random my Muse decided to grace me with.

-Zelda