Disclaimers: See chapter 1.
Reviewers!!!
Hobbit Babe: Thankyas for the rec, hun. And sorry for the wait fot this chapter, it couldn't be helped.
Insane Child of the Night: Yeah, I'm having them go along the lines of the movies, but I do add some parts from the books.
PippinPirate: Yeah, tell me about it. And I've been keeping them away from sugar and stuff, but they just seem to have natural energy. But when they do get their hands on something, believe me when I say all hell brakes loose. XD
Elwen: Thank you so much for emailing me! I love getting email. (hugs) Oh, and Frodo and Pippin say hi and thanks for the band-aids.
Moralinde: Thankies, hun!
InsanelyObsessed: Thank you. I try to make all my fics different and unique from other ones like them. And thanks for the suggestion. :-)
Janna Hawkins: Woot! That should keep them occupied. (For a while anyways.)
Amethystdancer: Thanks! (grins)
CelticPuzzleGrl: Thankies! I loved writing the Mirror of Galadriel chapter. It was so much fun piecing all of the story together like that. And just think, that chappy still has a role in the story. (Remember the mirror shows things that were, things that are, and some things that have not yet come to pass.)
Rainbow Fish: Glad you like it. And as soon as my 200 review ransom is up for Frodo, I will gladly hand Pippin over to you. He's really hyper all the time and my parents are getting very angry at me because of the money we've had to spend on grocery shopping. XD Oh yeah, and I did try putting the spacers in like three times after I uploaded it. Didn't work.
WildPixieChild16: Thankyas, hun! :-)
Randomness:
Hey guys. I'm so sorry for the lack of updates. Between gym, school, and my sister's ice skating competitions every weekend, I was (and still am) having a hard time finding time to write.
Thank god, I actually have some peace and quiet. Pippin is so loud and rambunctious. Cute, though he may be, he can still be quite annoying. Him and Frodo are out with my sister looking for a birthday cake for her birthday party. (My sister's birthday is on Tuesday and for some odd reason both hobbits are really excited about it. I have a funny feeling they think this party is gonna be like a hobbit party, smoke, ale, and all. XD
Hope you guys enjoy this chappy, and hopefully I'll be able to find something for a spacer.
You're My Light in the Dark
Chapter 37
Merry nudged his friends. "Come on, let's go!"
The three started crawling as fast as they could away from the orcs that had captured them. But they hadn't gone far before a large foot stomped on Lauren's back hard, pinning her to the ground. Startled, her companions stopped abruptly, and Pippin shuddered as he felt someone groping at his back.
Merry rolled over and saw it was an orc who had found them. He was pinning Lauren to the ground with his foot, and was apparently looking for something on Pippin. Lauren's words seemed to replay in his head as it occurred to him what the orc was doing.
"They think we have the Ring."
"I don't think you will find it that way," Merry said. "It isn't easy to find."
The orc stopped and looked at him with his desire-filled eyes narrowed. "Find it? Of course I will find it. And I will make it easy, even if I have to search to your very bones." He held up a knife to Merry's face, causing Merry's eyes to widen as the sharp object came way too close for his comfort. "Little people shouldn't meddle in affairs that are too big for them."
She couldn't see what was going on, but anger surged through Lauren at the last comment. The orc was gradually putting more and more pressure on her, causing her shoulder to throb painfully and it was becoming harder to breathe.
Suddenly, the ground beneath them began to shake, and horse galloping could be heard. They could hear people shouting and weapons whizzing through the air. Above her, Lauren heard a gurgling cry of pain before something very heavy, hairy, and smelly fell on top of her.
"Lauren!" she heard Merry and Pippin calling her name worriedly. She tried to get up, but whatever was on her prevented her from actually doing it. And from the smell, she guessed she had the orc crushing her.
After many pushs and shoves, her friends were able to roll the body of the orc off of her. She coughed slightly trying to get the air back into her lungs before she was able to look around at the orc camp, which was now being used as a battle field. Men on horses, which Lauren assumed must have been Eomer and a part of the horse army from Rohan. Eomer's men were kicking the orcs' ass, running them over and throwing spears through their bodies.
Pippin looked around with a smile. "Well, at least now we'll be able to escape." Merry and Lauren both sent him an irritated glare.
"Do yo have a plan on getting us out of here without becoming a shish-ca-bob?" Merry and Pippin looked at her weirdly. "Never mind," Lauren sighed.
Merry shrugged then noticed the orc's sword laying near. He crawled over and started rubbing the bonds on his hands against it until they finally cut. He flashed an accomplished grin at them and they crawled over excitedly as well.
When all three of them were free, they stayed low to the ground and tried not to get the attention of the Riders, afraid of being skewered.
"What are we going to do now?" Pippin questioned. Lauren racked her brain, now getting worried. She couldn't remember what was suppose to happen next. She hadn't been obsessed like her sister had been and studied every nook and cranny of the storyline. Then add about five years, it was starting to get hard for her to remember, especially since Kate wasn't around to help remind her.
She studied the camp looking for some sort of clue, having to duck every now and then when a stray weapon would threaten hitting her. That's when she saw an orc move away from the battle, looking for something. She noticed it was the head orc. It seemed that he couldn't find what he was looking for, then just her luck, he turned his gaze to them and started making his way through the battle towards them with great haste.
"Ah! Let's get outta here!" Lauren practically squeaked. She shoved Pippin and Merry and the three ran as fast as they could. Merry led the way, Pippin and Lauren not too far behind.
(Insert random spacer here since nothing else will work.)
I was in a dark tunnel. Evil surrounded me, I could feel it squeeze me in a vice grip. Words whispered around me. I couldn't understand them, they sounded foul and ugly to my ears. Suddenly I was engulfed in flames, the pain was unbearable and it felt as if I was melting like a wax candle. I could hear my screams echo off the dark walls, and with them came terrible laughter...
"Kat, Kat!" Wake up!" I could barely make out Frodo's tired and worried voice and him shaking me awake. I was pulled away from the darkness and bolted upright from my bedroll, breathing heavily.
"You had a nightmare again, didn't you?" he asked me. I nodded.
"Yes," I replied quietly. I had been getting these awful dreams for the past few nights, and every night it had gotten worse from the one before. "I'm sorry for waking you."
Frodo smiled slightly. "No need to be sorry. You didn't wake me." I gave him a questioning look. "I couldn't sleep," he explained. I nodded in understanding.
"I'm gonna do the best I can to get us through this with as little pain as possible," I said, "Even though I'm not exactly sure how much I'll actually be able to do," I finished sadly.
Frodo wrapped his arms around me and planted a kiss on the top of my head. "I know," he whispered into my hair. "I'm glad you're with me Kate."
I smiled. "And I'm not going anywhere. You'll have to tie me up and send me to Rivendell in a sack to stop me. Don't you forget that."
"Why Rivendell?" he questioned.
"I have to make a stop there before heading back to the Shire. I believe a certain apology is owed to Arwen for my and Lauren's behavior towards her before we left," I explained with a chuckle.
"Oh," he said in amusement. "I'm not even going to ask."
"Very wise move on your part," I said.
"Why is that?"
"It's a very long story," I said simply. "I'll tell you some other time. Or, actually, I think Lauren should be the one to tell you." He gave me a questioning look. "Let's just say she was the target of Arwen's mean upper-cut shots. That was not a pretty cat fight, let me tell you."
Frodo laughed. It sounded so good, I loved to hear him laugh, and it made me feel good that I was the one to get him to since he barely did laugh anymore.
Sam snored particularly loud, causing us both to jump at the sudden noise, which caused us both to laugh again. When we sobered up a little, I noticed something seemed different. I glanced around the camp.
"Frodo, where's Gollum?" I asked. He shrugged in reply.
"I dunno. Come on, lets go look for him."
We searched the area and managed to find the damned creature, who was taking solitude by hiding himself in between boulders. The only reason we even found him was because we heard his ramblings.
"So bright. So beautiful. Our Precioussssss," we heard Gollum purr. Frodo and I shared a look.
"Gollum?" Frodo said, wanting Gollum to come out. He only poked his head out to look over the side of the rock to see us.
"Master should be resting. Nice hobbitses needs to keep up their strength," was all he said. He retracted his head once more and we could now hear him singing. "Cold be heart and hand and bone, cold be travelers far from home. They do not see what lies ahead, when sun has faded and moon is dead."
A cold chill ran up my spine at the words of his song. Wasn't Gollum suppose to become a little nicer? Or have I prevented that?
"You weren't much different from a hobbit once, were you?" Frodo asked. Gollum either didn't hear him or chose to ignore him. I thought the latter.
"Smeagol," I said softly. Gollum sat still and silent for many moments, then he finally poked his head around the boulder to be able to see us.
"What did you call me?" he asked slowly. Bingo, point for me, we finally hit a soft spot.
"That was your name once, wasn't it?" Frodo asked with a side glance at me. "A very long time ago."
Gollum stared at us blankly for many moments before a smile of remembrance broke out upon his features.
a/n:
(My sister Kiki, and the hobbits come home)
Kiki: (Comes running in the house) Rocky! You have got to see this cake Frodo picked out! It's like awesome!"
Rocky: (thinking to herself) Why do I have a bad feeling about this? (walks into the garage to find a very large box that took up the whole trunk of the mini van)
Frodo and Pippin: (looking very proud, excited, and hungry)
Rocky: Kiki, how much was this...er, (reads label) custom made wedding cake?
Kiki: Enough. If dad ever finds out he'll kill the hobbits. No, actually, he'll kill me for letting them get it.
Rocky: What do you mean he doesn't know? Who drove you then? Don't even tell me the hobbits drove.
Kiki: The hobbits drove.
Rocky: Mum and Dad are gonna have a shit. (shakes head) Please review. I gotta go find some place for this mansion of a cake. Laters.
-Rocky-
Reviewers!!!
Hobbit Babe: Thankyas for the rec, hun. And sorry for the wait fot this chapter, it couldn't be helped.
Insane Child of the Night: Yeah, I'm having them go along the lines of the movies, but I do add some parts from the books.
PippinPirate: Yeah, tell me about it. And I've been keeping them away from sugar and stuff, but they just seem to have natural energy. But when they do get their hands on something, believe me when I say all hell brakes loose. XD
Elwen: Thank you so much for emailing me! I love getting email. (hugs) Oh, and Frodo and Pippin say hi and thanks for the band-aids.
Moralinde: Thankies, hun!
InsanelyObsessed: Thank you. I try to make all my fics different and unique from other ones like them. And thanks for the suggestion. :-)
Janna Hawkins: Woot! That should keep them occupied. (For a while anyways.)
Amethystdancer: Thanks! (grins)
CelticPuzzleGrl: Thankies! I loved writing the Mirror of Galadriel chapter. It was so much fun piecing all of the story together like that. And just think, that chappy still has a role in the story. (Remember the mirror shows things that were, things that are, and some things that have not yet come to pass.)
Rainbow Fish: Glad you like it. And as soon as my 200 review ransom is up for Frodo, I will gladly hand Pippin over to you. He's really hyper all the time and my parents are getting very angry at me because of the money we've had to spend on grocery shopping. XD Oh yeah, and I did try putting the spacers in like three times after I uploaded it. Didn't work.
WildPixieChild16: Thankyas, hun! :-)
Randomness:
Hey guys. I'm so sorry for the lack of updates. Between gym, school, and my sister's ice skating competitions every weekend, I was (and still am) having a hard time finding time to write.
Thank god, I actually have some peace and quiet. Pippin is so loud and rambunctious. Cute, though he may be, he can still be quite annoying. Him and Frodo are out with my sister looking for a birthday cake for her birthday party. (My sister's birthday is on Tuesday and for some odd reason both hobbits are really excited about it. I have a funny feeling they think this party is gonna be like a hobbit party, smoke, ale, and all. XD
Hope you guys enjoy this chappy, and hopefully I'll be able to find something for a spacer.
You're My Light in the Dark
Chapter 37
Merry nudged his friends. "Come on, let's go!"
The three started crawling as fast as they could away from the orcs that had captured them. But they hadn't gone far before a large foot stomped on Lauren's back hard, pinning her to the ground. Startled, her companions stopped abruptly, and Pippin shuddered as he felt someone groping at his back.
Merry rolled over and saw it was an orc who had found them. He was pinning Lauren to the ground with his foot, and was apparently looking for something on Pippin. Lauren's words seemed to replay in his head as it occurred to him what the orc was doing.
"They think we have the Ring."
"I don't think you will find it that way," Merry said. "It isn't easy to find."
The orc stopped and looked at him with his desire-filled eyes narrowed. "Find it? Of course I will find it. And I will make it easy, even if I have to search to your very bones." He held up a knife to Merry's face, causing Merry's eyes to widen as the sharp object came way too close for his comfort. "Little people shouldn't meddle in affairs that are too big for them."
She couldn't see what was going on, but anger surged through Lauren at the last comment. The orc was gradually putting more and more pressure on her, causing her shoulder to throb painfully and it was becoming harder to breathe.
Suddenly, the ground beneath them began to shake, and horse galloping could be heard. They could hear people shouting and weapons whizzing through the air. Above her, Lauren heard a gurgling cry of pain before something very heavy, hairy, and smelly fell on top of her.
"Lauren!" she heard Merry and Pippin calling her name worriedly. She tried to get up, but whatever was on her prevented her from actually doing it. And from the smell, she guessed she had the orc crushing her.
After many pushs and shoves, her friends were able to roll the body of the orc off of her. She coughed slightly trying to get the air back into her lungs before she was able to look around at the orc camp, which was now being used as a battle field. Men on horses, which Lauren assumed must have been Eomer and a part of the horse army from Rohan. Eomer's men were kicking the orcs' ass, running them over and throwing spears through their bodies.
Pippin looked around with a smile. "Well, at least now we'll be able to escape." Merry and Lauren both sent him an irritated glare.
"Do yo have a plan on getting us out of here without becoming a shish-ca-bob?" Merry and Pippin looked at her weirdly. "Never mind," Lauren sighed.
Merry shrugged then noticed the orc's sword laying near. He crawled over and started rubbing the bonds on his hands against it until they finally cut. He flashed an accomplished grin at them and they crawled over excitedly as well.
When all three of them were free, they stayed low to the ground and tried not to get the attention of the Riders, afraid of being skewered.
"What are we going to do now?" Pippin questioned. Lauren racked her brain, now getting worried. She couldn't remember what was suppose to happen next. She hadn't been obsessed like her sister had been and studied every nook and cranny of the storyline. Then add about five years, it was starting to get hard for her to remember, especially since Kate wasn't around to help remind her.
She studied the camp looking for some sort of clue, having to duck every now and then when a stray weapon would threaten hitting her. That's when she saw an orc move away from the battle, looking for something. She noticed it was the head orc. It seemed that he couldn't find what he was looking for, then just her luck, he turned his gaze to them and started making his way through the battle towards them with great haste.
"Ah! Let's get outta here!" Lauren practically squeaked. She shoved Pippin and Merry and the three ran as fast as they could. Merry led the way, Pippin and Lauren not too far behind.
(Insert random spacer here since nothing else will work.)
I was in a dark tunnel. Evil surrounded me, I could feel it squeeze me in a vice grip. Words whispered around me. I couldn't understand them, they sounded foul and ugly to my ears. Suddenly I was engulfed in flames, the pain was unbearable and it felt as if I was melting like a wax candle. I could hear my screams echo off the dark walls, and with them came terrible laughter...
"Kat, Kat!" Wake up!" I could barely make out Frodo's tired and worried voice and him shaking me awake. I was pulled away from the darkness and bolted upright from my bedroll, breathing heavily.
"You had a nightmare again, didn't you?" he asked me. I nodded.
"Yes," I replied quietly. I had been getting these awful dreams for the past few nights, and every night it had gotten worse from the one before. "I'm sorry for waking you."
Frodo smiled slightly. "No need to be sorry. You didn't wake me." I gave him a questioning look. "I couldn't sleep," he explained. I nodded in understanding.
"I'm gonna do the best I can to get us through this with as little pain as possible," I said, "Even though I'm not exactly sure how much I'll actually be able to do," I finished sadly.
Frodo wrapped his arms around me and planted a kiss on the top of my head. "I know," he whispered into my hair. "I'm glad you're with me Kate."
I smiled. "And I'm not going anywhere. You'll have to tie me up and send me to Rivendell in a sack to stop me. Don't you forget that."
"Why Rivendell?" he questioned.
"I have to make a stop there before heading back to the Shire. I believe a certain apology is owed to Arwen for my and Lauren's behavior towards her before we left," I explained with a chuckle.
"Oh," he said in amusement. "I'm not even going to ask."
"Very wise move on your part," I said.
"Why is that?"
"It's a very long story," I said simply. "I'll tell you some other time. Or, actually, I think Lauren should be the one to tell you." He gave me a questioning look. "Let's just say she was the target of Arwen's mean upper-cut shots. That was not a pretty cat fight, let me tell you."
Frodo laughed. It sounded so good, I loved to hear him laugh, and it made me feel good that I was the one to get him to since he barely did laugh anymore.
Sam snored particularly loud, causing us both to jump at the sudden noise, which caused us both to laugh again. When we sobered up a little, I noticed something seemed different. I glanced around the camp.
"Frodo, where's Gollum?" I asked. He shrugged in reply.
"I dunno. Come on, lets go look for him."
We searched the area and managed to find the damned creature, who was taking solitude by hiding himself in between boulders. The only reason we even found him was because we heard his ramblings.
"So bright. So beautiful. Our Precioussssss," we heard Gollum purr. Frodo and I shared a look.
"Gollum?" Frodo said, wanting Gollum to come out. He only poked his head out to look over the side of the rock to see us.
"Master should be resting. Nice hobbitses needs to keep up their strength," was all he said. He retracted his head once more and we could now hear him singing. "Cold be heart and hand and bone, cold be travelers far from home. They do not see what lies ahead, when sun has faded and moon is dead."
A cold chill ran up my spine at the words of his song. Wasn't Gollum suppose to become a little nicer? Or have I prevented that?
"You weren't much different from a hobbit once, were you?" Frodo asked. Gollum either didn't hear him or chose to ignore him. I thought the latter.
"Smeagol," I said softly. Gollum sat still and silent for many moments, then he finally poked his head around the boulder to be able to see us.
"What did you call me?" he asked slowly. Bingo, point for me, we finally hit a soft spot.
"That was your name once, wasn't it?" Frodo asked with a side glance at me. "A very long time ago."
Gollum stared at us blankly for many moments before a smile of remembrance broke out upon his features.
a/n:
(My sister Kiki, and the hobbits come home)
Kiki: (Comes running in the house) Rocky! You have got to see this cake Frodo picked out! It's like awesome!"
Rocky: (thinking to herself) Why do I have a bad feeling about this? (walks into the garage to find a very large box that took up the whole trunk of the mini van)
Frodo and Pippin: (looking very proud, excited, and hungry)
Rocky: Kiki, how much was this...er, (reads label) custom made wedding cake?
Kiki: Enough. If dad ever finds out he'll kill the hobbits. No, actually, he'll kill me for letting them get it.
Rocky: What do you mean he doesn't know? Who drove you then? Don't even tell me the hobbits drove.
Kiki: The hobbits drove.
Rocky: Mum and Dad are gonna have a shit. (shakes head) Please review. I gotta go find some place for this mansion of a cake. Laters.
-Rocky-