Chapter Fourteen- Many Meetings
"Gandalf!" I exclaimed, as I ran to the old wizard.
"Look who I found," Frodo said, also sporting a big grin.
"Come on, come in!" I exclaimed. (A/N: yes, I HAVE seen the LotR movie too many times... seven and counting....)
As soon as we had all clambered into the house, I began to stutter. I wondered how it was that, after all these years, Gandalf was actually alive. After Gwalahir had come to get us, through word of Bilbo, and Gandalf was not with him, we had finally feared for the worst. Gandalf, so we thought, had finally fallen.
And now we were proven wrong.
"And who are these young ones?" Gandalf asked.
"Oh... this is Nikki and this is Sam... By the way, this is Gandalf, kids. A very old friend." I caught Gandalf's eyes as Frodo said this, and he smiled.
"Speaking of Sam, where is the old rascal?"
Frodo and I looked at each other sadly.
"But, Gandalf, I thought you were..." I trailed off.
"Yes, as I thought of you. But, when I finally made my way from the Grey Havens to Gondor, and Elessar told me of your life, I made haste to the Shire."
"Ah." I said. "And how are Aragorn and Arwen doing?"
"Fine. They also sent message that if I was to find you, to tell you that you are welcome in Gondor whenever. All of you."
I once again looked down. Stirring my tea.
"What's wrong?" The wizard asked concernedly.
"Sam is..." I trailed off.
"Gandalf!" I exclaimed, as I ran to the old wizard.
"Look who I found," Frodo said, also sporting a big grin.
"Come on, come in!" I exclaimed. (A/N: yes, I HAVE seen the LotR movie too many times... seven and counting....)
As soon as we had all clambered into the house, I began to stutter. I wondered how it was that, after all these years, Gandalf was actually alive. After Gwalahir had come to get us, through word of Bilbo, and Gandalf was not with him, we had finally feared for the worst. Gandalf, so we thought, had finally fallen.
And now we were proven wrong.
"And who are these young ones?" Gandalf asked.
"Oh... this is Nikki and this is Sam... By the way, this is Gandalf, kids. A very old friend." I caught Gandalf's eyes as Frodo said this, and he smiled.
"Speaking of Sam, where is the old rascal?"
Frodo and I looked at each other sadly.
"But, Gandalf, I thought you were..." I trailed off.
"Yes, as I thought of you. But, when I finally made my way from the Grey Havens to Gondor, and Elessar told me of your life, I made haste to the Shire."
"Ah." I said. "And how are Aragorn and Arwen doing?"
"Fine. They also sent message that if I was to find you, to tell you that you are welcome in Gondor whenever. All of you."
I once again looked down. Stirring my tea.
"What's wrong?" The wizard asked concernedly.
"Sam is..." I trailed off.