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Title: Found 1/2
Author: Red Light District
Summary: The Boys wanted a semi-happy story. This is in The Two Tragedies Universe, but it's at the end of their lives when they went to Rohan and Gondor.
Author's note: I don't think this is as depressing as the other stuff in the series. I was aiming for bittersweet. There are more flashbacks than you can shake a stick at. It might need some polishing, but I know you'll tell me if it does.
I'd like to thank my kind reviewers. It was very encouraging to see that somepeople had enjoyed my story.
Special thanks go to Llinos. If you hadn't expressed a wish to see the rest of the story, then I would never have uploaded it. BTW, I'll admit that I was a bit giddy after reading your reviews... I'm such a fangirl.
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Stella died. I'm almost relieved for her, but not for the reasons you might think. She'd been sick for so long. She was very tired in the end. I was sitting with her and holding her hand when she stopped breathing. I did care for her. Not as much as I love Pippin, but I loved her in a way. She kept me sane, but Pippin made me live. I'm glad that she didn't know. At least she had something in the end.
Diamond passed a few years ago, but I haven't talked to him about us. Some might think me an idiot, but we're far too old for such foolishness. Of course, I love him and he loves me. But this is comfortable. We don't need to talk about that now. It's too much too soon. Friendship is good. We should leave passion to the young.
Perhaps I would have left my passion to the past, but in the spring of 1484 I received a letter from Eomer. He felt his death was coming and wished to see his old friend one last time. I was old but still hearty, and I wished to see Rohan and Gondor before it was too late. I asked Pippin to come with me, and he agreed. It might have been a mistake, but I've never regretted it.
I was 102. I thought I was safe. That was stupid of me. Nobody is safe from Pippin. Not even then when he was white-haired and wrinkled. All the way to Rohan he flirted and teased. Can you imagine how ridiculous that situation was? One old hobbit trying to seduce another older hobbit. It should have been ridiculous. I should have known I was caught when I thought it was sweet.
I refused to admit that I loved him just as deeply. Actually, I loved him more than when we were young. This time I couldn't even try to delude myself into thinking it was all lust. Although I did desire him still. Another indication of my hopelessness. I was fighting a battle I couldn't and didn't want to win.
Would you believe that all it took was a bunch of flowers and a note? We'd been in Rohan for a few weeks, and I'd spent as much time with Eomer and his family as I could without ignoring Pippin. Fortunately for me, he wasn't ready to give up. One day when I was utterly exhausted. All I wanted was to go back to our rooms and sleep. Eomer's grandchildren had an unhealthy fascination with hobbits. They were still in that tireless age....something I'd passed long ago. Needless to say I was shocked when I reached my room. It looked like a bower and smelled worse. I was quite overwhelmed (in more ways than one). I found a note on my pillow. It wasn't very eloquent or poetic, but it was all I needed. It was simply one word: Please.
I let go then; and the time spent there was the happiest in my life. Even when Eomer died that autumn, I did not mourn excessively. Perhaps I should have felt more, but Pippin was there to soothe the pain of loss. He sheltered me from the unpleasant things in life. When we were young that had been my job. But everything had changed. There were no precedents for this relationship; we just loved each other the way we should have years ago.
I admit that if we'd done this on that day, then we would not have had such a wonderful relationship . We'd been too young when we first admitted our feelings. I shudder to think of what would have happened after our first disagreement. We loved each other, but you need more than love to make a relationship work.
That is not to say that we didn't argue. The day after we arrived in Minas Tirith, we had a terrible row. I can't remember why, but we did. They must of thought we were insane. No, everyone around must have known we were insane. But we'd wasted too much time for our argument to last. Without saying anything we went back to our routine. We didn't speak of it, but we understood that it would be ridiculous to waste the time we had together with fighting.
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I wish I'd known then, how little time we had. It should be me lying on the bed dying. You're younger than me. You shouldn't be dying. You're leaving me behind, and I don't know what to do. So I just sit here and ramble about the short years we had together, the years we should have had, and when I knew I loved you. You're struggling to breath, but you're still smiling... how can you be like this? I can hardly manage to talk, and you're smiling and asking me to tell you one more story.... You always loved stories. Happy ones. I'm crying now, but I'll tell you the happiest story I know. I'll tell you ours.
"...and they lived happily until the end of their days."
"Love you... Always have." you manage to gasp before falling asleep.
When I saw you fall asleep like that, I was terrified. I thought I'd lost you, but you were only sleeping. I stayed there in the chair all night watching you. Making sure you were still breathing until I couldn't stay awake any longer.
I wake up slowly. I'm achy from falling asleep in the chair. I reach out to brush the hair from your eyes and recoil. Your skin is so cold, you're so still.... NO. You can't be gone... I need you. Not now. Not when we've just found each other....
I must be crying because drops of liquid are falling on your face. If this was a story, then you'd wake up. Tears from your beloved are supposed to have magical properties... But you're not going to wake up are you? Not this time...
I love you too Pippin.
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TBC
Found is the very last thing in The Two Tragedies universe. Regardless of what They say.
I used a different style in this. It seemed a bit forced sometimes. As always....tell me what you think.
Title: Found 1/2
Author: Red Light District
Summary: The Boys wanted a semi-happy story. This is in The Two Tragedies Universe, but it's at the end of their lives when they went to Rohan and Gondor.
Author's note: I don't think this is as depressing as the other stuff in the series. I was aiming for bittersweet. There are more flashbacks than you can shake a stick at. It might need some polishing, but I know you'll tell me if it does.
I'd like to thank my kind reviewers. It was very encouraging to see that somepeople had enjoyed my story.
Special thanks go to Llinos. If you hadn't expressed a wish to see the rest of the story, then I would never have uploaded it. BTW, I'll admit that I was a bit giddy after reading your reviews... I'm such a fangirl.
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Stella died. I'm almost relieved for her, but not for the reasons you might think. She'd been sick for so long. She was very tired in the end. I was sitting with her and holding her hand when she stopped breathing. I did care for her. Not as much as I love Pippin, but I loved her in a way. She kept me sane, but Pippin made me live. I'm glad that she didn't know. At least she had something in the end.
Diamond passed a few years ago, but I haven't talked to him about us. Some might think me an idiot, but we're far too old for such foolishness. Of course, I love him and he loves me. But this is comfortable. We don't need to talk about that now. It's too much too soon. Friendship is good. We should leave passion to the young.
Perhaps I would have left my passion to the past, but in the spring of 1484 I received a letter from Eomer. He felt his death was coming and wished to see his old friend one last time. I was old but still hearty, and I wished to see Rohan and Gondor before it was too late. I asked Pippin to come with me, and he agreed. It might have been a mistake, but I've never regretted it.
I was 102. I thought I was safe. That was stupid of me. Nobody is safe from Pippin. Not even then when he was white-haired and wrinkled. All the way to Rohan he flirted and teased. Can you imagine how ridiculous that situation was? One old hobbit trying to seduce another older hobbit. It should have been ridiculous. I should have known I was caught when I thought it was sweet.
I refused to admit that I loved him just as deeply. Actually, I loved him more than when we were young. This time I couldn't even try to delude myself into thinking it was all lust. Although I did desire him still. Another indication of my hopelessness. I was fighting a battle I couldn't and didn't want to win.
Would you believe that all it took was a bunch of flowers and a note? We'd been in Rohan for a few weeks, and I'd spent as much time with Eomer and his family as I could without ignoring Pippin. Fortunately for me, he wasn't ready to give up. One day when I was utterly exhausted. All I wanted was to go back to our rooms and sleep. Eomer's grandchildren had an unhealthy fascination with hobbits. They were still in that tireless age....something I'd passed long ago. Needless to say I was shocked when I reached my room. It looked like a bower and smelled worse. I was quite overwhelmed (in more ways than one). I found a note on my pillow. It wasn't very eloquent or poetic, but it was all I needed. It was simply one word: Please.
I let go then; and the time spent there was the happiest in my life. Even when Eomer died that autumn, I did not mourn excessively. Perhaps I should have felt more, but Pippin was there to soothe the pain of loss. He sheltered me from the unpleasant things in life. When we were young that had been my job. But everything had changed. There were no precedents for this relationship; we just loved each other the way we should have years ago.
I admit that if we'd done this on that day, then we would not have had such a wonderful relationship . We'd been too young when we first admitted our feelings. I shudder to think of what would have happened after our first disagreement. We loved each other, but you need more than love to make a relationship work.
That is not to say that we didn't argue. The day after we arrived in Minas Tirith, we had a terrible row. I can't remember why, but we did. They must of thought we were insane. No, everyone around must have known we were insane. But we'd wasted too much time for our argument to last. Without saying anything we went back to our routine. We didn't speak of it, but we understood that it would be ridiculous to waste the time we had together with fighting.
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I wish I'd known then, how little time we had. It should be me lying on the bed dying. You're younger than me. You shouldn't be dying. You're leaving me behind, and I don't know what to do. So I just sit here and ramble about the short years we had together, the years we should have had, and when I knew I loved you. You're struggling to breath, but you're still smiling... how can you be like this? I can hardly manage to talk, and you're smiling and asking me to tell you one more story.... You always loved stories. Happy ones. I'm crying now, but I'll tell you the happiest story I know. I'll tell you ours.
"...and they lived happily until the end of their days."
"Love you... Always have." you manage to gasp before falling asleep.
When I saw you fall asleep like that, I was terrified. I thought I'd lost you, but you were only sleeping. I stayed there in the chair all night watching you. Making sure you were still breathing until I couldn't stay awake any longer.
I wake up slowly. I'm achy from falling asleep in the chair. I reach out to brush the hair from your eyes and recoil. Your skin is so cold, you're so still.... NO. You can't be gone... I need you. Not now. Not when we've just found each other....
I must be crying because drops of liquid are falling on your face. If this was a story, then you'd wake up. Tears from your beloved are supposed to have magical properties... But you're not going to wake up are you? Not this time...
I love you too Pippin.
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TBC
Found is the very last thing in The Two Tragedies universe. Regardless of what They say.
I used a different style in this. It seemed a bit forced sometimes. As always....tell me what you think.