Chapter Eighteen- A little bit of everything (yes, I was listening to Meredith Brooks)
(A/N: I am now the GODDESS of cliffies after last chapter)
(Please, feed the ego, people! Read and Review!)
(Also, I made a mistake the other chapter It hasn't been Thirty-Five years, it's been 40. Also, don't get confused, Sam is not with them, Sam is their KID.)
We looked at the signature on the letter and everything became blurry.
I Signed, Samwise Gamgee /I
So he was alive! We then read the letter out loud.
"Frodo and Leah Baggins,
"I have your friend, Sam Gamgee as he calls himself, here at my fortress of Cirith Ungol. He will be executed on the 22^nd of January.
I signed, Grima Wormtounge./I
I Signed, Samwise Gamgee /I"
We looked up at Gandalf, whose face was solemn.
"We have to go get him," Said Both Frodo and I at the same time. Gandalf smiled.
"No, we cannot leave him. As it is still early March, we have enough time to reach Mordor by next January. I will help you, as will the others, I am sure."
As he said this, Merry and Pippin burst into the room.
"Right on cue," said Gandalf.
"You seriously need to get eavesdropping lessons. Maybe Sam can help you once we get back." I said, with a laugh. "I want go as soon as possible, but we can't leave the children for that long."
"Of course you can't. We're coming with you!" said Nikki and Sam together.
"You can't." I said. "The road is too dangerous. I can't allow you to come."
"Well, don't forget, they're both older than Merry and I when we went the first time," Said Pippin, with a wink at the children.
"PIPPIN!" I said. "YOU'RE NOT HELPING!"
"Of course not."
"well," said Frodo cautiously, "They do have a point."
I was exasperated. I threw my arms in the air. "I give up," I said.
"Good. I wouldn't want you to waste your time. After all, you I were /I only twelve when you went on YOUR journey."
I scowled at Frodo. "Okay, I'm going to go start getting things ready."
"I'll get all the ponies." Said Merry. He left and Pippin followed him.
Frodo, Nikki, and Sam left to get everything else ready.
"I'm glad you're back." I told Gandalf before following them.
"So am I, so am I."
***Three Days later***
"So, we've reached Crickhollow," Frodo said, once he'd reached the cottage Frodo had still not gotten rid of after his journey so many years ago (he never knew when he might need it).
"We're leaving first thing tomorrow." Pippin said.
"Which way are we going? Certainly not..." I said.
"I know a pretty good shortcut we could take," Nikki said.
Pippin, Merry, Frodo, and I all looked at each other for about three seconds and then turned and looked at Nikki.
"No," we all said at the same time. Gandalf laughed.
"What?" she said, looking from person to person.
"Umm.... Nothing." I said.
"Well, I guess we might as well go in the direction of the Old Forest." Said Frodo dejectedly.
"Yeah." I agreed. "It certainly looks like the only safe plan from here. We'll just have to be very careful this time and make sure NOT to take a rest until we get through it."
So, the next morning, we were walking through the forest, and I started singing a song I had remembered from long ago, when I lived in my world.
I You don't know how you met me, you don't know why, you can't turn around and say good-bye, all you know is when I'm with you, I make you free, and swim through your veins like a fish in the sea.
I'm singin', follow me, everything is all right, I'll be the on to tuck you in at night, and if you want to leave I can guarantee, you won't find nobody else like me./I
I then stopped singing and realized Nikki and Sam were looking at me. This song had been one of my favorites to sing when I was on my first journey, so, naturally, Gandalf, Frodo, Merry, and Pippin knew it.
"What song is that, Mom?" Sam asked curiously.
"Oh, just a song I know." I replied. Frodo then started to sing softly, where I had left off, and our voices began to blend together.
I I'm not worried `bout the ring you wear, `cuz as long as no one knows, then nobody can care. /I
We fell silent, and a drape of quietness fell over the seven of us. As we neared the Barrow-Downs without yet meeting Tom Bombadil, the Withywindle, or Old Man Willow, we felt fairly relieved. As it grew dark and we neared Bree, I began to warn Nikki and Sam against the atmosphere of the inn.
"Don't talk to strangers," I said. I God, I sound like my mom. /I I thought to myself.
"Yeah, Yeah, mom. We know the drill. Don't worry." Sam said.
"And, whatever you do, do not dance on a table," said Pippin, snickering.
"And don't TELL anyone your real name." Frodo said, glaring at Pippin. "We're the Underhills from now on."
Gandalf laughed, a twinkle in his eye.
I same old wizard, /I I thought, and began to hum the segment of the Lord of the Rings soundtrack of the filming in Hobbiton.
When we had reached the Prancing Pony and checked into our rooms, no one was tired, so we went down to join the company.
Once we had reached the main part of the inn and sat down at a table, Nikki and Sam started looking around. When they had taken in all that was to be seen, and sampled the wonderful beer that everyone loved, they started whispering and looking to the corner where two people in hoods were sitting. One was wearing an overlarge elven-cloak, and the other a plain black cloak.
"Those people have done nothing but stare at us since we arrived." Sam finally quietly announced to us. When I saw who they were talking about and looked around, I looked at Frodo. Something seemed all too familiar about this. The men straightened up in their chairs just as Barliaman passed.
"Who are those men in the corner?" I asked him.
"Not sure.... All I know's that one's an elf, the other a human. A ranger, I think."
Gandalf's eyes twinkled.
"Aragorn! Legolas!" Frodo whispered.
OHH! Cliffie! Well, here's a record; Hobbiton to Bree in just over four pages! Beat THAT!
RACHEL IS NOT THE GODDESS OR EMPRESS OF ANYTHING! I REIGN OVER ALL! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
(A/N: I am now the GODDESS of cliffies after last chapter)
(Please, feed the ego, people! Read and Review!)
(Also, I made a mistake the other chapter It hasn't been Thirty-Five years, it's been 40. Also, don't get confused, Sam is not with them, Sam is their KID.)
We looked at the signature on the letter and everything became blurry.
I Signed, Samwise Gamgee /I
So he was alive! We then read the letter out loud.
"Frodo and Leah Baggins,
"I have your friend, Sam Gamgee as he calls himself, here at my fortress of Cirith Ungol. He will be executed on the 22^nd of January.
I signed, Grima Wormtounge./I
I Signed, Samwise Gamgee /I"
We looked up at Gandalf, whose face was solemn.
"We have to go get him," Said Both Frodo and I at the same time. Gandalf smiled.
"No, we cannot leave him. As it is still early March, we have enough time to reach Mordor by next January. I will help you, as will the others, I am sure."
As he said this, Merry and Pippin burst into the room.
"Right on cue," said Gandalf.
"You seriously need to get eavesdropping lessons. Maybe Sam can help you once we get back." I said, with a laugh. "I want go as soon as possible, but we can't leave the children for that long."
"Of course you can't. We're coming with you!" said Nikki and Sam together.
"You can't." I said. "The road is too dangerous. I can't allow you to come."
"Well, don't forget, they're both older than Merry and I when we went the first time," Said Pippin, with a wink at the children.
"PIPPIN!" I said. "YOU'RE NOT HELPING!"
"Of course not."
"well," said Frodo cautiously, "They do have a point."
I was exasperated. I threw my arms in the air. "I give up," I said.
"Good. I wouldn't want you to waste your time. After all, you I were /I only twelve when you went on YOUR journey."
I scowled at Frodo. "Okay, I'm going to go start getting things ready."
"I'll get all the ponies." Said Merry. He left and Pippin followed him.
Frodo, Nikki, and Sam left to get everything else ready.
"I'm glad you're back." I told Gandalf before following them.
"So am I, so am I."
***Three Days later***
"So, we've reached Crickhollow," Frodo said, once he'd reached the cottage Frodo had still not gotten rid of after his journey so many years ago (he never knew when he might need it).
"We're leaving first thing tomorrow." Pippin said.
"Which way are we going? Certainly not..." I said.
"I know a pretty good shortcut we could take," Nikki said.
Pippin, Merry, Frodo, and I all looked at each other for about three seconds and then turned and looked at Nikki.
"No," we all said at the same time. Gandalf laughed.
"What?" she said, looking from person to person.
"Umm.... Nothing." I said.
"Well, I guess we might as well go in the direction of the Old Forest." Said Frodo dejectedly.
"Yeah." I agreed. "It certainly looks like the only safe plan from here. We'll just have to be very careful this time and make sure NOT to take a rest until we get through it."
So, the next morning, we were walking through the forest, and I started singing a song I had remembered from long ago, when I lived in my world.
I You don't know how you met me, you don't know why, you can't turn around and say good-bye, all you know is when I'm with you, I make you free, and swim through your veins like a fish in the sea.
I'm singin', follow me, everything is all right, I'll be the on to tuck you in at night, and if you want to leave I can guarantee, you won't find nobody else like me./I
I then stopped singing and realized Nikki and Sam were looking at me. This song had been one of my favorites to sing when I was on my first journey, so, naturally, Gandalf, Frodo, Merry, and Pippin knew it.
"What song is that, Mom?" Sam asked curiously.
"Oh, just a song I know." I replied. Frodo then started to sing softly, where I had left off, and our voices began to blend together.
I I'm not worried `bout the ring you wear, `cuz as long as no one knows, then nobody can care. /I
We fell silent, and a drape of quietness fell over the seven of us. As we neared the Barrow-Downs without yet meeting Tom Bombadil, the Withywindle, or Old Man Willow, we felt fairly relieved. As it grew dark and we neared Bree, I began to warn Nikki and Sam against the atmosphere of the inn.
"Don't talk to strangers," I said. I God, I sound like my mom. /I I thought to myself.
"Yeah, Yeah, mom. We know the drill. Don't worry." Sam said.
"And, whatever you do, do not dance on a table," said Pippin, snickering.
"And don't TELL anyone your real name." Frodo said, glaring at Pippin. "We're the Underhills from now on."
Gandalf laughed, a twinkle in his eye.
I same old wizard, /I I thought, and began to hum the segment of the Lord of the Rings soundtrack of the filming in Hobbiton.
When we had reached the Prancing Pony and checked into our rooms, no one was tired, so we went down to join the company.
Once we had reached the main part of the inn and sat down at a table, Nikki and Sam started looking around. When they had taken in all that was to be seen, and sampled the wonderful beer that everyone loved, they started whispering and looking to the corner where two people in hoods were sitting. One was wearing an overlarge elven-cloak, and the other a plain black cloak.
"Those people have done nothing but stare at us since we arrived." Sam finally quietly announced to us. When I saw who they were talking about and looked around, I looked at Frodo. Something seemed all too familiar about this. The men straightened up in their chairs just as Barliaman passed.
"Who are those men in the corner?" I asked him.
"Not sure.... All I know's that one's an elf, the other a human. A ranger, I think."
Gandalf's eyes twinkled.
"Aragorn! Legolas!" Frodo whispered.
OHH! Cliffie! Well, here's a record; Hobbiton to Bree in just over four pages! Beat THAT!
RACHEL IS NOT THE GODDESS OR EMPRESS OF ANYTHING! I REIGN OVER ALL! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!