Title: A True Friend
Author: Flute
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I wouldn't even THINK about claiming these characters as my own.
Summary: Frodo is going through a difficult time, but Sam it right there to help him.
A/N: I thought this was a VERY difficult fic to write. I had to put a lot of emotions and feelings into it. I had a lot of trouble with it. But I got through those troubles and it ended up sounding pretty good. From Frodo's POV. Set on journey from Moria to Lothlorien.
We stood at the end of the Bridge, watching with fear as the Balrog approached Gandalf. Gandalf looked so strong as he stood on the bridge, staring at the Balrog intently. Gandalf yelled some words over the blaze of the fire, and then struck the Bridge with his staff with all the force he could muster. The Bridge cracked beneath his staff, and the Balrog fell into the penetrating darkness. Gandalf stood at the edge of the Bridge, watching the Balrog fall.
Then, the Balrog's fiery whip shot out of the darkness and wrapped itself around Gandalf's ankle. Gandalf was pulled to the edge of the bridge, but hung on with his hands. He managed to get words out before he too was pulled into the endless darkness. "Fly you fools!"
I woke up shaking. I couldn't stop. I felt icy tears run down my face. It's all my fault. I thought over and over again. I looked around our little camp. No one was awake. I ran down to the lake and sat down on the banks. I curled up in a ball and sobbed. Pretty soon a steady flow of tears were running down my cheeks. I couldn't stop them. All my fault. That thought would not leave my mind.
"Mr. Frodo?" I heard a soft voice say. I ignored the voice and kept on crying. Why did I make that horrible choice? Why? I thought, rocking back and forth.
I felt a hand on my shoulder. "Frodo please tell me what's wrong." The voice said. I choked out a sob. I knew that voice. That voice that had always comforted me.
"Sam?" I managed to say in between sobs. I felt a heavy body sit down next to me. Sam hugged me. I cried on Sam's shoulder. "Sam, its all my fault. I should have never made that choice. I knew he didn't want to go into the Mines. People shouldn't depend on my to make choices like that. Sam, why?" I burst out, and then started to cry again. I couldn't help it. The tears wouldn't stop.
"Frodo, no, it wasn't your fault. There was no other way to go. The only choice was the Mines. Stop feeling sorry for yourself." Sam said, trying to calm me down.
My heart ached. It ached for everyone. "Sam, why did I come on this journey? Why did I have to drag you all along? You shouldn't have come, Sam." I said. My voice sounded muffled, as my face was still buried in Sam's shoulder.
"We all wanted to help you. I wanted to help you. Master, you are a brave fellow to come on this journey. Very brave. And we all make mistakes. Don't you worry. We will get through this journey. Together." He said quietly.
I clasped Sam's hand and nodded. I took a deep breath and stood up. Sam helped me get up. I smiled at him through my tears. "Thank you. Thank you so much, Sam. You always give me strength." And that was true.
We both walked back to camp in the darkness. I felt a new strength return to my bones. And my heart. I never could have done it without Sam.
THE END
