Title: An Unexpected Meeting.
Category: Crossover, Science Fiction, Fantasy, Romance, Drama.
Characters: Christina, Han, Luke, Chewbacca, Artoo, Threepio, Frodo, Sam,
Rosie, etc.
Disclaimer: I'm not making money with this, it's just a bit of fun! ;)
Characters aren't mine, except for Christina.
Rating: PG.
Warnings: none.
Feedback: Always welcome!
Story Notes: Star Wars / Lord of the Rings crossover.
Part 4
When it started to get dark Sam lighted some candles and Frodo lighted the fire place. The room looked cozy and Christina liked the primitive way the Hobbits lighted their holes. She thought it was more romantic than the lights they used on their own well-fared worlds. And Frodo's face looked really beautiful in the light of the burning candles.
She couldn't stop thinking of how wonderful the Hobbit looked and how kind and gentle he seemed to her and it warmed her heart in a wonderful way. It surprised her how the feelings she had developed for Luke could have disappeared so fast and so easy after meeting someone who could have come right out of a fairytale. She felt the butterflies in her tummy and her heart beating faster as he smiled at her. When they sat around the fireplace she found herself staring at him again. He didn't seem to mind for he did the same to her, eyeing her with those big blue eyes.
Han and Luke weren't blind of all this and Han hoped that she wouldn't bring herself into too much trouble. It seemed to him that she was drawn to the Hobbit and he feared her reaction when he told her that he wanted to leave the next day to search for a place where he could find useful materials. The Falcon had to be repaired so they could head for home as soon as possible.
Luke watched it all with a sad look on his face, also hoping that they could leave as soon as possible. It hurt him to see Christina look at the Hobbit in a way like this, wondering what Frodo had that made her so drawn to him. He tried not to be jealous, but he couldn't help it. It was nothing like him to be jealous; he just had to accept the hard facts. But it made his heart break in little pieces.
He felt pity for Christina at the same time; her heart would break as soon as they would leave this world and she would never see the Hobbit again. And the longer they were here, the harder it would be for her when they would leave. Luke felt like he should warn her, if it wasn't too late already. He saw the blush on her face as she received a smile from Frodo, looking more happy than he had ever seen her.
He sighed, figuring that it was probably too late. And he feared that he couldn't stand the look of it much longer, feeling more sad than he had felt some time before. Frodo seemed to sense his sadness for he looked at him, almost in a guilty way. Of course he didn't want to hurt Luke, but he couldn't help it either.
Luke decided that it was time for him to go to sleep and he also felt the need to meditate, after all these emotions inside of him. He had to make up his mind; he wanted to warn Christina for what she was doing to herself, breaking her own heart. But he also felt that it was better not mind her business for she probably didn't want anybody to interfere. So he stood up from the pillow he was sitting on and he almost forgot about the low ceiling, stooping just in time before bumping into it.
'Thank you for the wine and the nice company.' He said. 'But I am tired now and I feel like having a good night rest, after a day of traveling.' He saw Han watching him, understanding why he wanted to go to bed so early. He had seen Luke's expressions becoming more sad every minute. 'I'm glad to hear you enjoyed it.' Rosie said, walking to him. 'And we understand that you are weary from traveling and you rather would like to sleep early. I've already prepared a bed for you. I'll show you your room.'
She took a candle and lead him to one of the bedrooms and Luke saw that a few mattresses had been laid next to each other, so it was big enough for someone of his size to lie on. There were also a few sheets where he could lie under. It wasn't perfect, but he was satisfied. He didn't expect these folk to have beds of the size of men.
Rosie put the candle on a little chest so Luke had a bit of light until he went to sleep. He thanked her where after she left the room. After getting used to the little room he started meditating, clearing his mind. It had always done him good to meditate; it made him relax and calm down when needed, something he needed right now.
In the meanwhile the rest of the company had a nice evening with even more wine and some local snacks to eat. But after a while they decided to go to bed too and Christina was brought to a room for herself. Han shared his room with Luke and he found his friend already fast asleep when he entered. Threepio had shut himself down and Artoo placed himself in a corner of the living room, in stand-by mode.
Christina felt that she had problems falling asleep; she just couldn't stop thinking about what had happened that day and about the new feelings that had entered her body. After lying in the dark for a while she decided that she couldn't sleep this way; she had to do something. Now sitting straight up she lighted a candle and stood up, careful not to bump into the ceiling and she walked out of the room.
Maybe it helped her if she drank something. She walked to the kitchen to drink some water, trying to make as less noise as she could. She didn't want to awake the others because she couldn't sleep. When she had drunk something she walked back to where her room was and she noticed that some light came from the living room, that was close to her room. She obviously wasn't the only one who couldn't sleep.
Walking to the entrance she peered inside and she saw some burning candles where the company had sat that evening. The fire had only a little bit of light left, for most of the wood had been burned. Christina looked at the couch and there she saw Frodo in his nightwear, looking as beautiful as ever. She stared at him again, concluding that the Hobbit could wear anything; there was nothing that made him look less beautiful. How could that be? It was almost to be jealous of.
It didn't take long before he noticed her, standing in the entrance. His blue eyes shone bright as he watched her and Christina suddenly realized that she didn't wear more than a T-Shirt and underwear. She blushed because of his gaze and he grinned, seeing her cheeks become pink.
Frodo looked surprised when she entered the room and walked to him, placing herself on the ground, on a pillow. She sat next to the couch and Frodo looked glad, having her as company. Christina was of the same height now as Frodo, who was sitting on the couch. She didn't care that he was so short, it wasn't a big problem for her.
'You couldn't sleep?' Frodo asked to break the silence. 'No, somehow I can't manage to keep my mind at rest.' She replied, sighing. 'I'm not used to sleep somewhere else but at home.' 'I can't sleep either.' Frodo said, biting on his lower lip.
Christina suddenly wondered how it would be to kiss those beautiful lips and she looked at them with need, trying to control herself. *Don't kiss him!* She thought. *It's wrong.* But it wasn't easy; he smiled at her and it made her heart become warm and her lips tingle with need. It would probably be better for her to leave the room and go back to bed, but she just couldn't manage it.
'Frodo.' She whispered and she touched his face with her hand, feeling the soft smooth skin against her own. It felt like silk and never had she felt a skin so soft when touching a guy. He closed his eyes when she touched him, obviously enjoying the touch of her hand. 'You're so beautiful.' She stroked his cheek and his lips and he opened his eyes. He took her hand in his hands and she noticed that on his right hand the third finger was missing. *His beautiful hand.* She thought. *How could that have happened?*
But before she could ask she felt his soft lips touching her own, kissing her softly, fulfilling the desire she had kept from almost the moment she had met him. And she answered his kiss, moving her lips against his', enjoying the warm touch and the tingles that went trough her body. This felt so good. His kisses were perfect and so full with passion.
But in some way Christina felt that it was wrong to keep doing this, becoming a bit sober. No matter how good his kisses were, she had to stop it, she thought. And so she managed to pull herself away and she felt that she was breathing harder. This wasn't good. She shouldn't have come to him. She should have gone back to her room and try to sleep. But she realized that this was exactly why she had kept herself awake. She had wanted to kiss him from the start.
'I am sorry.' She whispered, seeing the disappointed look on his face. 'It is wrong.' But then he took her in a deep embrace, holding her close against him and Christina closed her eyes, feeling his warm body against her face, unable to let go of him again. She just needed to be with him and hold him, whether it was wrong or not.
'I know you can't stay here, Christina.' He said after a while, stroking her hair softly. 'And I know you are not from the Undying Lands. But I don't know where you are from then.' He suddenly felt her trembling and she started sobbing. She couldn't hold her tears any longer for she had realized that this wasn't the way her life should be. She felt like a fantasy had become reality and that it just wasn't to be. She eventually had to return to her own world. Having a relationship with someone of an other species was just. unnatural. She had to face the plain truth.
'Why don't you tell me the truth?' Frodo asked cupping her face in his hands and stroking the tears from her wet face. Christina looked him in the eyes and nodded, feeling that she couldn't lie anymore. She had to tell him where she came from or he would never understand it if she would leave.
'Okay.' She whispered. 'I will tell you the truth. But you probably won't understand much of it.' She took his hand and held it in her hands, stroking it. 'Just try to explain, sweetheart.' Frodo said softly and Christina nodded, hoping that he would believe her. 'That thing that Sam saw flying.' She began. 'It belongs to us. Sam wasn't wrong when he thought that we had come here with it. And you are right too; we aren't from the Undying Lands, whatever that may be.' She sighed. 'We aren't from this world.'
Frodo looked surprised, although it was the only thing that made sense to him. It was just hard to believe. And he wondered where they came from if it was true. 'You obviously don't use those eh. flying things here.' Christina proceeded. 'But we can fly high up to the stars, until we have reached a level where it's dark and you're surrounded by stars. We call that the universe.'
She paused, hoping that Frodo could still follow her, seeing the confused expression he had on his face. *It all should sound surreal to him* she thought, but she decided to continue her story. 'In that universe there are more worlds like this, but all a bit different. We are from one of those worlds and men live there. We use such flying things to travel through the universe. It wasn't our intention to visit this world, but something has happened to our spaceship, as we call the flying thing. We had to land somewhere and chose this world, hoping that we would be able to repair it here. We need some materials, like metal. But I haven't seen it here yet.'
It was a lot of information Frodo had to process. It sounded so unreal, but on the other hand he felt that it was real. He sensed it in some way and he knew it must be true. But it could just have been a fantasy story from a story book, he thought.
'So you're going to leave as soon as the eh. spaceship has been repaired?' He asked, looking sad now, knowing that he would lose her forever. Christina could see tears in his eyes and she felt her own tears on her cheeks again, thinking about how hard their parting would be. Not knowing what to say she hugged him, holding him in her arms to comfort him and also to comfort herself.
The time they could spend together now was precious to both of them and they decided to spend the rest of the night in each other's arms, just to be together for how long it lasted. He told her much about his life, about the things he had done. The story that impressed her most was the story about a magic Ring that had made him suffer much.
He also told her that he had a stab wound that would never heal again and he showed her the scar. Christina felt pity for him and she touched the skin around the scar, wondering if the medic droids on Coruscant were able to heal such wounds. 'Don't worry, I'll live.' He said when he saw her troubled face and he kissed her, deeply this time.
And through the round little windows the first sunbeams shone inside the Hobbit hole; for another day had started.
- TBC -
Story Notes: Star Wars / Lord of the Rings crossover.
Part 4
When it started to get dark Sam lighted some candles and Frodo lighted the fire place. The room looked cozy and Christina liked the primitive way the Hobbits lighted their holes. She thought it was more romantic than the lights they used on their own well-fared worlds. And Frodo's face looked really beautiful in the light of the burning candles.
She couldn't stop thinking of how wonderful the Hobbit looked and how kind and gentle he seemed to her and it warmed her heart in a wonderful way. It surprised her how the feelings she had developed for Luke could have disappeared so fast and so easy after meeting someone who could have come right out of a fairytale. She felt the butterflies in her tummy and her heart beating faster as he smiled at her. When they sat around the fireplace she found herself staring at him again. He didn't seem to mind for he did the same to her, eyeing her with those big blue eyes.
Han and Luke weren't blind of all this and Han hoped that she wouldn't bring herself into too much trouble. It seemed to him that she was drawn to the Hobbit and he feared her reaction when he told her that he wanted to leave the next day to search for a place where he could find useful materials. The Falcon had to be repaired so they could head for home as soon as possible.
Luke watched it all with a sad look on his face, also hoping that they could leave as soon as possible. It hurt him to see Christina look at the Hobbit in a way like this, wondering what Frodo had that made her so drawn to him. He tried not to be jealous, but he couldn't help it. It was nothing like him to be jealous; he just had to accept the hard facts. But it made his heart break in little pieces.
He felt pity for Christina at the same time; her heart would break as soon as they would leave this world and she would never see the Hobbit again. And the longer they were here, the harder it would be for her when they would leave. Luke felt like he should warn her, if it wasn't too late already. He saw the blush on her face as she received a smile from Frodo, looking more happy than he had ever seen her.
He sighed, figuring that it was probably too late. And he feared that he couldn't stand the look of it much longer, feeling more sad than he had felt some time before. Frodo seemed to sense his sadness for he looked at him, almost in a guilty way. Of course he didn't want to hurt Luke, but he couldn't help it either.
Luke decided that it was time for him to go to sleep and he also felt the need to meditate, after all these emotions inside of him. He had to make up his mind; he wanted to warn Christina for what she was doing to herself, breaking her own heart. But he also felt that it was better not mind her business for she probably didn't want anybody to interfere. So he stood up from the pillow he was sitting on and he almost forgot about the low ceiling, stooping just in time before bumping into it.
'Thank you for the wine and the nice company.' He said. 'But I am tired now and I feel like having a good night rest, after a day of traveling.' He saw Han watching him, understanding why he wanted to go to bed so early. He had seen Luke's expressions becoming more sad every minute. 'I'm glad to hear you enjoyed it.' Rosie said, walking to him. 'And we understand that you are weary from traveling and you rather would like to sleep early. I've already prepared a bed for you. I'll show you your room.'
She took a candle and lead him to one of the bedrooms and Luke saw that a few mattresses had been laid next to each other, so it was big enough for someone of his size to lie on. There were also a few sheets where he could lie under. It wasn't perfect, but he was satisfied. He didn't expect these folk to have beds of the size of men.
Rosie put the candle on a little chest so Luke had a bit of light until he went to sleep. He thanked her where after she left the room. After getting used to the little room he started meditating, clearing his mind. It had always done him good to meditate; it made him relax and calm down when needed, something he needed right now.
In the meanwhile the rest of the company had a nice evening with even more wine and some local snacks to eat. But after a while they decided to go to bed too and Christina was brought to a room for herself. Han shared his room with Luke and he found his friend already fast asleep when he entered. Threepio had shut himself down and Artoo placed himself in a corner of the living room, in stand-by mode.
Christina felt that she had problems falling asleep; she just couldn't stop thinking about what had happened that day and about the new feelings that had entered her body. After lying in the dark for a while she decided that she couldn't sleep this way; she had to do something. Now sitting straight up she lighted a candle and stood up, careful not to bump into the ceiling and she walked out of the room.
Maybe it helped her if she drank something. She walked to the kitchen to drink some water, trying to make as less noise as she could. She didn't want to awake the others because she couldn't sleep. When she had drunk something she walked back to where her room was and she noticed that some light came from the living room, that was close to her room. She obviously wasn't the only one who couldn't sleep.
Walking to the entrance she peered inside and she saw some burning candles where the company had sat that evening. The fire had only a little bit of light left, for most of the wood had been burned. Christina looked at the couch and there she saw Frodo in his nightwear, looking as beautiful as ever. She stared at him again, concluding that the Hobbit could wear anything; there was nothing that made him look less beautiful. How could that be? It was almost to be jealous of.
It didn't take long before he noticed her, standing in the entrance. His blue eyes shone bright as he watched her and Christina suddenly realized that she didn't wear more than a T-Shirt and underwear. She blushed because of his gaze and he grinned, seeing her cheeks become pink.
Frodo looked surprised when she entered the room and walked to him, placing herself on the ground, on a pillow. She sat next to the couch and Frodo looked glad, having her as company. Christina was of the same height now as Frodo, who was sitting on the couch. She didn't care that he was so short, it wasn't a big problem for her.
'You couldn't sleep?' Frodo asked to break the silence. 'No, somehow I can't manage to keep my mind at rest.' She replied, sighing. 'I'm not used to sleep somewhere else but at home.' 'I can't sleep either.' Frodo said, biting on his lower lip.
Christina suddenly wondered how it would be to kiss those beautiful lips and she looked at them with need, trying to control herself. *Don't kiss him!* She thought. *It's wrong.* But it wasn't easy; he smiled at her and it made her heart become warm and her lips tingle with need. It would probably be better for her to leave the room and go back to bed, but she just couldn't manage it.
'Frodo.' She whispered and she touched his face with her hand, feeling the soft smooth skin against her own. It felt like silk and never had she felt a skin so soft when touching a guy. He closed his eyes when she touched him, obviously enjoying the touch of her hand. 'You're so beautiful.' She stroked his cheek and his lips and he opened his eyes. He took her hand in his hands and she noticed that on his right hand the third finger was missing. *His beautiful hand.* She thought. *How could that have happened?*
But before she could ask she felt his soft lips touching her own, kissing her softly, fulfilling the desire she had kept from almost the moment she had met him. And she answered his kiss, moving her lips against his', enjoying the warm touch and the tingles that went trough her body. This felt so good. His kisses were perfect and so full with passion.
But in some way Christina felt that it was wrong to keep doing this, becoming a bit sober. No matter how good his kisses were, she had to stop it, she thought. And so she managed to pull herself away and she felt that she was breathing harder. This wasn't good. She shouldn't have come to him. She should have gone back to her room and try to sleep. But she realized that this was exactly why she had kept herself awake. She had wanted to kiss him from the start.
'I am sorry.' She whispered, seeing the disappointed look on his face. 'It is wrong.' But then he took her in a deep embrace, holding her close against him and Christina closed her eyes, feeling his warm body against her face, unable to let go of him again. She just needed to be with him and hold him, whether it was wrong or not.
'I know you can't stay here, Christina.' He said after a while, stroking her hair softly. 'And I know you are not from the Undying Lands. But I don't know where you are from then.' He suddenly felt her trembling and she started sobbing. She couldn't hold her tears any longer for she had realized that this wasn't the way her life should be. She felt like a fantasy had become reality and that it just wasn't to be. She eventually had to return to her own world. Having a relationship with someone of an other species was just. unnatural. She had to face the plain truth.
'Why don't you tell me the truth?' Frodo asked cupping her face in his hands and stroking the tears from her wet face. Christina looked him in the eyes and nodded, feeling that she couldn't lie anymore. She had to tell him where she came from or he would never understand it if she would leave.
'Okay.' She whispered. 'I will tell you the truth. But you probably won't understand much of it.' She took his hand and held it in her hands, stroking it. 'Just try to explain, sweetheart.' Frodo said softly and Christina nodded, hoping that he would believe her. 'That thing that Sam saw flying.' She began. 'It belongs to us. Sam wasn't wrong when he thought that we had come here with it. And you are right too; we aren't from the Undying Lands, whatever that may be.' She sighed. 'We aren't from this world.'
Frodo looked surprised, although it was the only thing that made sense to him. It was just hard to believe. And he wondered where they came from if it was true. 'You obviously don't use those eh. flying things here.' Christina proceeded. 'But we can fly high up to the stars, until we have reached a level where it's dark and you're surrounded by stars. We call that the universe.'
She paused, hoping that Frodo could still follow her, seeing the confused expression he had on his face. *It all should sound surreal to him* she thought, but she decided to continue her story. 'In that universe there are more worlds like this, but all a bit different. We are from one of those worlds and men live there. We use such flying things to travel through the universe. It wasn't our intention to visit this world, but something has happened to our spaceship, as we call the flying thing. We had to land somewhere and chose this world, hoping that we would be able to repair it here. We need some materials, like metal. But I haven't seen it here yet.'
It was a lot of information Frodo had to process. It sounded so unreal, but on the other hand he felt that it was real. He sensed it in some way and he knew it must be true. But it could just have been a fantasy story from a story book, he thought.
'So you're going to leave as soon as the eh. spaceship has been repaired?' He asked, looking sad now, knowing that he would lose her forever. Christina could see tears in his eyes and she felt her own tears on her cheeks again, thinking about how hard their parting would be. Not knowing what to say she hugged him, holding him in her arms to comfort him and also to comfort herself.
The time they could spend together now was precious to both of them and they decided to spend the rest of the night in each other's arms, just to be together for how long it lasted. He told her much about his life, about the things he had done. The story that impressed her most was the story about a magic Ring that had made him suffer much.
He also told her that he had a stab wound that would never heal again and he showed her the scar. Christina felt pity for him and she touched the skin around the scar, wondering if the medic droids on Coruscant were able to heal such wounds. 'Don't worry, I'll live.' He said when he saw her troubled face and he kissed her, deeply this time.
And through the round little windows the first sunbeams shone inside the Hobbit hole; for another day had started.
- TBC -
