Hello everyone! Wow y'all reviewed a lot last night!
You're all SUPER pissed off at me right now.
I'M SORRY! IT HAD TO BE DONE!
Okay, maybe it didn't...
Or maybe it did...
You'll never know.
Okay you will know once you read the upcoming chapters.
Which I should have some of them up by the end of today.
I think, maybe, I will post the very last chapter Monday night (January 7th) considering that's in three days. I just have to see how many chapters I have left so I can figure out how to space this out.
Anyways, here's chapter fifty one. WOW we hit the fifty chapter mark last chapter, didn't we?
Disclaimer: I only own my OC's.
Chapter Fifty One: Daylight
/'Cause when the daylight comes I'll have to go, but tonight I'm gonna hold you so close, 'cause in the daylight we'll be on our own... -Maroon 5/
Frodo could feel the light shining on his eyelids. Slowly, he opened his eyes and sat up. He was greeted with a bright, calm room, where he was layed in a bed in clean nightclothes. It was what was at the end of the bed that probably made his life.
Gandalf stood there, a silent smile spread across his features.
"Gandalf?" Frodo asked, eyes wide.
The elderly wizard nodded as the two began to laugh. It wasn't long before the door opened and four hobbits appeared.
Merry, Pippin, Marley and Pebbles.
The four sprinted over, jumping onto the bed and joining in Frodo and Gandalf's laughter.
Hugs and smiles were exchanged as the five greeted eachother.
They turned in time to see Gimli making his way in, joy across his features.
"Gimli!" Frodo smiled upon seeing the dwarf.
Legolas and Lily entered next both smiling when they saw Frodo surrounded by the hobbits. Boromir and Bianca were right behind them. Bianca laughed and let go of Boromir's hand so she could run over to the bedside. She sat down and ruffled Frodo's hair a wide smile on her features as she hugged the hobbit.
Boromir could only smile at her antics.
Aragorn entered then, making his way over to stand next to Legolas, Lily, Gandalf, Gimli and Boromir.
"Aragorn!" Frodo laughed, wrapping his arms around Pippin and Merry as he spoke.
The hobbits all chatted while Frodo sat, listening, but his attention was drawn away when he saw someone in the doorway.
Sam stood there, both smiling faintly upon seeing him. He didn't approach the bed and nothing was exchanged but eye-contact. And that was all that was needed.
Conversation was made for a while, when Frodo noticed something.
He'd understood that things had been slightly off. He just didn't understand why.
"Where's Angel?" He asked, looking around.
The room went deadly silent, smiles falling off everyone's faces.
"She's in the infirmary." Lily said in the quietest voice.
"Wha- Why?" Frodo gasped, sitting up.
"She was stabbed while we were fighting outside Mordor to provide a distraction for the three of you." Boromir explained quietly.
"Right now, we're not sure if she's going to make it. We're not even quite sure if she's still alive." Pebbles whispered.
"Don't say that." Bianca snapped. "She's got to be alive. She has to." Her voice cracked in the middle of her last sentance, before she stood up and stormed out, her blue dress billowing behind her as she walked.
"That was a terrible turn of events." Marley said quietly.
As everyone sat there, in silence, Frodo noticed one last thing.
Farren wasn't there either.
-In the Infirmary-
Bianca sat on a chair at Angel's bedside.
Her eyes hadn't been open since the battle, and her breath had been coming in short gasps. Everyone had done everything they could to save her. Aragorn had shouted countless times at nurses to ensure that she was safe.
The girls would take turns coming in and they'd tell Angel about things going on around Minas Tirith.
"Frodo's just woken up." Bianca whispered, holding Angel's hand in her own. "It was real nice and everything. Then, uh... He asked where you were. Things were pretty bad after that. I kinda snapped at Pebbles."
Taymana, Bianca's maid from when she'd first come to Minas Tirith, gazed on at the two with a sad expression as she changed the flowers that sat in the vase next to Angel's bed.
"She can't hear me, can she?" Bianca looked at the maid who'd quickly become her friend, tears in her eyes.
"Maybe she can. I'm not quite sure, Bianca." Taymana said quietly.
"Taymana, will you go get me some water?" The blonde asked. The maid nodded silently and walked out.
"So, uh..." Bianca bit her lip, trying to think of something to talk about. "Aragorn's coronation's in about a week..."
No reply.
"Figured you should know so you can, uh, wake up in time for it... Maybe... Possibly... Holy shit..." Bianca burried her face in her hands. "This is hopeless. Here I am just talking to you and I know I'm not gonna get a reply because you're fucking dying. Either that or you're just a damn good actress. I just... Angel I'd do anything just to see you up and happy and alive and well again..."
Resting her arms on the side of Angel's bed, Bianca leaned over and burried her face in them, letting her tears out once more.
"Did you just say you'd do anything? Like... Anything?"
WHAT IS THIS?! HUH?!
Who do you think was talking? Hmmm?
I wonder...
Well...
I hope you guys aren't coming after me with pitchforks and torches. *hides* I'll hide just in case you are...
Review? The next chapter should be up soon. :)
