Hello! It's me! Back with another chapter! Finally. Anyway.
Disclaimer: I don't in any way own any of the LOTR characters. If I did, I
wouldn't be using a disclaimer, would I?
This was urgent. Sam needed medical attention right away.
Legolas wrapped Sam in his cloak and carried him back to Melissa's house.
Frodo and Merry were standing outside the front door, talking animatedly, but stopped straight away, seeing Legolas come up.
Frodo yelled in delight and rushed over to his friends, but stopped seeing the grave look on Legolas' face.
Legolas took Sam inside-with Frodo and Merry following- to find Melissa teaching Pippin how to use the remote for the T.V. She looked up as Legolas came in.
"What happened? Where was he? Is he ok?" she asked. Legolas set the unconscious Sam down on the couch and looked at her gravely.
"He has cut his head and been knocked out. How bad the wound is, I do not know." He said sadly, then stared out of the window, out into the dusk. Melissa stood up and walked into the kitchen.
"Okay!" She called confidently. "I know what to do. I took a first aid course last year." She got a bowl of warm water, a sponge and several plasters. She came out again and sat down on the coffee table, which was in front of the settee and started cleaning away the blood using the sponge and water.
She put a plaster on, and cleared everything away. Ten minutes later, Sam sighed. He opened his eyes and stared at Melissa blankly for a minute, then backed away, fear evident on his face.
Merry put a hand on his shoulder.
"It's all right Sam. This is Melissa Redwood. She's a friend of ours. She looked after you."
"Why thank you Miss," said Sam gratefully. "But where is Frodo?"
"I'm here Sam." Said Frodo, standing behind him. Tears were streaming down his smiling face. He moved to the side of Sam and hugged him tightly.
"I'm so glad you're all right!" he whispered fiercely, as he let go.
"Ok guys, I don't know about you, but I'm tired. I reckon we should all go to bed." Said Melissa, yawning. The hobbits agreed with her. "Right. I'll get you some blankets. Frodo and Sam, you can sleep in my room. Merry and Pippin, you can sleep in the large room with the double bed. Legolas, there's a small room at the end of the hall. You can sleep there."
"But what about you?" asked Pippin curiously.
"I'll sleep on this couch." Replied Melissa.
About half an hour later, when he was sure everyone was asleep, Frodo went downstairs to Melissa.
Her brown hair was spread over a cushion, and her blanket had fallen off. Frodo put the blanket back on and then kissed her cheek.
Melissa mumbled something, and her fingers ghosted over where the kiss had been. Frodo smiled and went back upstairs. He got into bed without realising that Sam was awake as well.
In the dark, Sam shook his head in amusement and thought about Frodo. He needed someone to love. Who better than Melissa? She was better than all the hobbit lasses Sam knew, except for Rosie.
"Ah Rosie." Sam whispered into his pillow. "I'll be back soon."
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This was urgent. Sam needed medical attention right away.
Legolas wrapped Sam in his cloak and carried him back to Melissa's house.
Frodo and Merry were standing outside the front door, talking animatedly, but stopped straight away, seeing Legolas come up.
Frodo yelled in delight and rushed over to his friends, but stopped seeing the grave look on Legolas' face.
Legolas took Sam inside-with Frodo and Merry following- to find Melissa teaching Pippin how to use the remote for the T.V. She looked up as Legolas came in.
"What happened? Where was he? Is he ok?" she asked. Legolas set the unconscious Sam down on the couch and looked at her gravely.
"He has cut his head and been knocked out. How bad the wound is, I do not know." He said sadly, then stared out of the window, out into the dusk. Melissa stood up and walked into the kitchen.
"Okay!" She called confidently. "I know what to do. I took a first aid course last year." She got a bowl of warm water, a sponge and several plasters. She came out again and sat down on the coffee table, which was in front of the settee and started cleaning away the blood using the sponge and water.
She put a plaster on, and cleared everything away. Ten minutes later, Sam sighed. He opened his eyes and stared at Melissa blankly for a minute, then backed away, fear evident on his face.
Merry put a hand on his shoulder.
"It's all right Sam. This is Melissa Redwood. She's a friend of ours. She looked after you."
"Why thank you Miss," said Sam gratefully. "But where is Frodo?"
"I'm here Sam." Said Frodo, standing behind him. Tears were streaming down his smiling face. He moved to the side of Sam and hugged him tightly.
"I'm so glad you're all right!" he whispered fiercely, as he let go.
"Ok guys, I don't know about you, but I'm tired. I reckon we should all go to bed." Said Melissa, yawning. The hobbits agreed with her. "Right. I'll get you some blankets. Frodo and Sam, you can sleep in my room. Merry and Pippin, you can sleep in the large room with the double bed. Legolas, there's a small room at the end of the hall. You can sleep there."
"But what about you?" asked Pippin curiously.
"I'll sleep on this couch." Replied Melissa.
About half an hour later, when he was sure everyone was asleep, Frodo went downstairs to Melissa.
Her brown hair was spread over a cushion, and her blanket had fallen off. Frodo put the blanket back on and then kissed her cheek.
Melissa mumbled something, and her fingers ghosted over where the kiss had been. Frodo smiled and went back upstairs. He got into bed without realising that Sam was awake as well.
In the dark, Sam shook his head in amusement and thought about Frodo. He needed someone to love. Who better than Melissa? She was better than all the hobbit lasses Sam knew, except for Rosie.
"Ah Rosie." Sam whispered into his pillow. "I'll be back soon."
So what do you think? If you liked, review. Constructive flames will be appreciated.