Merry sat up breathing heavily. He wiped the thin sheet of sweat off his face. He looked around and discovered he was in Lothlorien and that it was night. "It was dream…all a dream…" he muttered to himself. He got up to wash off his sweaty face in the bathroom. When he looked in the mirror he discovered that there was also tears on his face. He washed up with some cool water and sat back down on his bed. He was still breathing as though he had been running. "Calm down Merry, it's ok" he muttered to himself. E was shaking like mad. "What a strange dream…Pippin dead?" He looked around his room and let out a small yelp when he saw a wooden jar on the drawers. He got up and inspected it; it was nothing, just a jar filled with dry herbs and flowers. He lied on his bed and took steadying breaths. After a while, he quietly got up and crept down the hall.

He had to know…he just needed to see him breathing… Merry quietly opened Pippin's door and peered in. He found the hobbit curled up in a small ball sleeping quite peacefully. Merry couldn't control his happiness "Pippin!" he yelled and jumped on his bed. The hobbit let out a scream as Merry landed. "What are you doing?! You gave me a heart attack!" Merry wasn't listening he had wrapped his arms around the hobbit and smothered him with kisses. "You're alive! You didn't kill yourself! I'm so happy I could sing!" he exclaimed. "W-what? Get off me!" Pippin finally managed to shove him off with great difficulty; Merry was a lot older then him. "Merry! What're talking about!?"

Merry took a deep breath "I had a bad dream." Pippin began to laugh. "You silly thing! Are you still afraid of the dark?" Merry glared at him "It's not funny, it was scary and sad, I dreamed that you killed yourself, then I was so sad that I killed myself." He looked down at the bedspread. "Oh Merry, Now look me in the eyes…" Merry did what he was told, "I would never ever kill myself, you know that…" Merry nodded. Pippin laughed again "Look at me! Talking like I'm the older, wiser hobbit! How the table has turned!" Merry giggled and remembered all the times that he had to comfort Pippin. "Um…Pippin?" Merry whispered. "Yes, Merry?" He looked at the bedspread again "C-could I sleep with y-you tonight?" he stuttered. "Of course, you've always let me when I was scared." Merry smiled and snuggled under the covers. Just to be sure he put his arm around Pippin. "Goodnight Merry" Pippin yawned. "Goodnight Pippin."