Disclaimer: Norma: If you recognize them, not ours,
they're Tolkien's.
Kat: Not even Elijah?
Norma: *looks sternly at Kat* ESPECIALLY NOT Elijah
Kat: *huffs and pouts while crossing her arms in front of her chest*
Elijah: *snickers at Kat*
Chapter 1 – Dreaming of You
The day was peaceful. The sun was shining through under a blue cloudless sky. A nice breeze stirred through the branches of the tree where he was laying under while reading aloud from his book.
He felt a movement in his lap, taking his book out of his sight to see a pair of deep brown eyes framed by a mane of brown curly hair.
Seeing her biting her lip, his curiosity piqued, "What is it, love?"
Her eyes shifted, unlocking their gaze, leaving her head from the comfortable position in his lap, while she sat up next to him. Her voice became uncertain, "Frodo, I have to tell you something. I am afraid this is the last time we will see each other."
Time stopped at that moment, a feeling of foreboding seeping through his very soul, "What do you mean?"
Playing with a stray lock of her hair, she continued while avoiding his gaze, "Grandfather feels that there is nothing more he can teach me. My apprenticeship will fall now under someone else, which means that I probably won't see you again for a long time if ever. I won't come back, dear Frodo."
He felt the tears threatening to appear as he saw she was trying not to cry as well, "I refuse to believe this. We just discovered we are in love not too long ago, and now you are leaving?"
Her eyes open wide at this statement, "No! Never think that! My love is true. I will never stop loving you, Frodo Baggins; remember that. I will be happy knowing you have lived your life. Please try to live a happy life. You know my path is a solitary one, a wizard's life always is."
Frodo was still in shock, "I cannot believe Gandalf would let you go with someone else! Can't he teach you all you need to know?"
She gave him a sad smile, "Female magic does not work the same as male magic, my love. Grandfather has taught me all he can; now I need to train under a woman. I don't know who she is, but for what Grandfather has said I know that she is a very powerful sorceress, yet very kind in nature. I still don't understand why he refuses to tell me where we are going, but I think he suspects of us, and he is afraid you will try to follow. That is why we are leaving now, my love, Grandfather is calling me."
The sounds of a cart could be heard from the distance, making them turn around to it. The silhouette of Gandalf the Gray protruding from the seat was noticeable, making her look back to him, tears streaming around her face, "Remember love, I will never leave you; my heart will be with you always. Live a good life, be happy."
Saying this she quickly gave him one last desperate kiss, conveying all her love for him with that simple gesture. Pausing for a moment to caress his cheek, she turned around and ran as fast as she could towards the cart, not without saying her parting words, "Good bye, Frodo my love."
He just stood in shock, realizing that he could never get to the cart as Gandalf went faster as she got into the cart. All his pent-up sorrow burst in one single cry, the only thing he felt make his life worth living, one simple name, "Amron!"
He saw them leaving as he was frozen on the spot. He fell down to his knees, and he felt that he was getting older; as if years were creeping upon him while he looked at the cart disappear.
Suddenly, he felt a hand on his shoulder, making him jump in fright. He turned around, and to his surprise, it was her, looking a bit older, but even more beautiful than before. She was sitting on her knees, making her to be at eye level with him.
She smiled at him, "So there you are, my dear ring bearer. Are you happy? I have missed you so much..."
Getting out of his shock, he caressed her face to make sure she was there with him. She closed her eyes as she could feel him caressing the side of her face, wiping away a stray tear with his thumb. Next thing he knew his lips were upon hers, wanting to make sure she was there with him.
She responded to his kisses, falling in the grass along with him, her breath caught in between kisses, "I... told... you... I... would... never... leave... you...."
Happiness flooded his heart, only saying her name in between kisses, pulling her closer to him, "Amron... never leave me... love..."
Frodo cuddled closer to Pippin on the bed in his sleep. Pippin, unknowingly, clung to him... his own dream distorting his mind.
"No, Leslie! Not in front of Gandalf!" he cried out in his sleep. Strider looked at the bed from across the room. He raised an eyebrow at the two embracing hobbits.
"Hmmmmm..." he thought to himself. Suddenly, Pippin cried out again and his eyes snapped open. He looked over at Frodo with wide eyes.
"Aaaaaah!!!!" He cried, beginning to shove him towards the edge of the bed. "You are the weakest link..." *THUD* "...goodbye."
"What the hell?" Aragorn thought as Frodo smacked the floor and sat up.
"Uh...why am I on the floor...Pippin did you shove me?" Frodo asked, looking around. Pippin nodded. "Why... what did I.... oh no... I didn't... did I?" Pippin nodded again. "OH MY GOD!"
At the sound of shouting, Merry and Sam sat up on the bed. Merry crawled across the bed and looked over the edge.
"Frodo, why are you on the floor?" he asked.
"HE CUDDLED ME!!!!" Pippin screamed. Merry's eyes grew wide.
"And you didn't wake me?!!?" Merry cried. All this time Sam was just staring around the room, confused about where he was and why he was there. Across the room, Strider was laughing silently to himself.
"Boys, boys, boys..." said Merry, shaking his head. "Get back into bed. Go back to sleep. And Strider, what are you laughing about?"
"The situation." Strider replied, trying to keep a straight face. He failed miserably.
"Well what about it?!?" Merry cried, his hands on his hips.
"Well, apparently they were both dreaming about girls, and they were have some rather... interesting dreams." Strider said between laughs. Merry raised an eyebrow and looked at Frodo and Pippin. The two of them glanced at each other and then Frodo stood up.
"I... uh... I'm gonna sleep over there on the floor." He hurried across the room and out of sight. Pippin blushed furiously and covered his face with a pillow. Merry grinned and everyone went back to sleep.
Pippin closed his eyes, and fell asleep immediately, a smile spreading through his lips as he saw the beautiful blonde in front of him.
"Where did you go?" she asked him, curiosity reflected in her emerald eyes.
"Never mind." responded Pippin. "Where were we?"
A mischievous smile cornered her rosy lips, "Are you sure Gandalf is not going to interrupt us this time?"
She giggled as Pippin took her in his arms, kissing her neck while lowering her towards the floor inside the tent where they were hiding, Bilbo's birthday party still in full swing outside....
Kat: Not even Elijah?
Norma: *looks sternly at Kat* ESPECIALLY NOT Elijah
Kat: *huffs and pouts while crossing her arms in front of her chest*
Elijah: *snickers at Kat*
Chapter 1 – Dreaming of You
The day was peaceful. The sun was shining through under a blue cloudless sky. A nice breeze stirred through the branches of the tree where he was laying under while reading aloud from his book.
He felt a movement in his lap, taking his book out of his sight to see a pair of deep brown eyes framed by a mane of brown curly hair.
Seeing her biting her lip, his curiosity piqued, "What is it, love?"
Her eyes shifted, unlocking their gaze, leaving her head from the comfortable position in his lap, while she sat up next to him. Her voice became uncertain, "Frodo, I have to tell you something. I am afraid this is the last time we will see each other."
Time stopped at that moment, a feeling of foreboding seeping through his very soul, "What do you mean?"
Playing with a stray lock of her hair, she continued while avoiding his gaze, "Grandfather feels that there is nothing more he can teach me. My apprenticeship will fall now under someone else, which means that I probably won't see you again for a long time if ever. I won't come back, dear Frodo."
He felt the tears threatening to appear as he saw she was trying not to cry as well, "I refuse to believe this. We just discovered we are in love not too long ago, and now you are leaving?"
Her eyes open wide at this statement, "No! Never think that! My love is true. I will never stop loving you, Frodo Baggins; remember that. I will be happy knowing you have lived your life. Please try to live a happy life. You know my path is a solitary one, a wizard's life always is."
Frodo was still in shock, "I cannot believe Gandalf would let you go with someone else! Can't he teach you all you need to know?"
She gave him a sad smile, "Female magic does not work the same as male magic, my love. Grandfather has taught me all he can; now I need to train under a woman. I don't know who she is, but for what Grandfather has said I know that she is a very powerful sorceress, yet very kind in nature. I still don't understand why he refuses to tell me where we are going, but I think he suspects of us, and he is afraid you will try to follow. That is why we are leaving now, my love, Grandfather is calling me."
The sounds of a cart could be heard from the distance, making them turn around to it. The silhouette of Gandalf the Gray protruding from the seat was noticeable, making her look back to him, tears streaming around her face, "Remember love, I will never leave you; my heart will be with you always. Live a good life, be happy."
Saying this she quickly gave him one last desperate kiss, conveying all her love for him with that simple gesture. Pausing for a moment to caress his cheek, she turned around and ran as fast as she could towards the cart, not without saying her parting words, "Good bye, Frodo my love."
He just stood in shock, realizing that he could never get to the cart as Gandalf went faster as she got into the cart. All his pent-up sorrow burst in one single cry, the only thing he felt make his life worth living, one simple name, "Amron!"
He saw them leaving as he was frozen on the spot. He fell down to his knees, and he felt that he was getting older; as if years were creeping upon him while he looked at the cart disappear.
Suddenly, he felt a hand on his shoulder, making him jump in fright. He turned around, and to his surprise, it was her, looking a bit older, but even more beautiful than before. She was sitting on her knees, making her to be at eye level with him.
She smiled at him, "So there you are, my dear ring bearer. Are you happy? I have missed you so much..."
Getting out of his shock, he caressed her face to make sure she was there with him. She closed her eyes as she could feel him caressing the side of her face, wiping away a stray tear with his thumb. Next thing he knew his lips were upon hers, wanting to make sure she was there with him.
She responded to his kisses, falling in the grass along with him, her breath caught in between kisses, "I... told... you... I... would... never... leave... you...."
Happiness flooded his heart, only saying her name in between kisses, pulling her closer to him, "Amron... never leave me... love..."
Frodo cuddled closer to Pippin on the bed in his sleep. Pippin, unknowingly, clung to him... his own dream distorting his mind.
"No, Leslie! Not in front of Gandalf!" he cried out in his sleep. Strider looked at the bed from across the room. He raised an eyebrow at the two embracing hobbits.
"Hmmmmm..." he thought to himself. Suddenly, Pippin cried out again and his eyes snapped open. He looked over at Frodo with wide eyes.
"Aaaaaah!!!!" He cried, beginning to shove him towards the edge of the bed. "You are the weakest link..." *THUD* "...goodbye."
"What the hell?" Aragorn thought as Frodo smacked the floor and sat up.
"Uh...why am I on the floor...Pippin did you shove me?" Frodo asked, looking around. Pippin nodded. "Why... what did I.... oh no... I didn't... did I?" Pippin nodded again. "OH MY GOD!"
At the sound of shouting, Merry and Sam sat up on the bed. Merry crawled across the bed and looked over the edge.
"Frodo, why are you on the floor?" he asked.
"HE CUDDLED ME!!!!" Pippin screamed. Merry's eyes grew wide.
"And you didn't wake me?!!?" Merry cried. All this time Sam was just staring around the room, confused about where he was and why he was there. Across the room, Strider was laughing silently to himself.
"Boys, boys, boys..." said Merry, shaking his head. "Get back into bed. Go back to sleep. And Strider, what are you laughing about?"
"The situation." Strider replied, trying to keep a straight face. He failed miserably.
"Well what about it?!?" Merry cried, his hands on his hips.
"Well, apparently they were both dreaming about girls, and they were have some rather... interesting dreams." Strider said between laughs. Merry raised an eyebrow and looked at Frodo and Pippin. The two of them glanced at each other and then Frodo stood up.
"I... uh... I'm gonna sleep over there on the floor." He hurried across the room and out of sight. Pippin blushed furiously and covered his face with a pillow. Merry grinned and everyone went back to sleep.
Pippin closed his eyes, and fell asleep immediately, a smile spreading through his lips as he saw the beautiful blonde in front of him.
"Where did you go?" she asked him, curiosity reflected in her emerald eyes.
"Never mind." responded Pippin. "Where were we?"
A mischievous smile cornered her rosy lips, "Are you sure Gandalf is not going to interrupt us this time?"
She giggled as Pippin took her in his arms, kissing her neck while lowering her towards the floor inside the tent where they were hiding, Bilbo's birthday party still in full swing outside....