Frodos illness chapter 6.
A/N: hi guys, sorry I haven't been updating as often as I should be. I've just been busy with year 10 coursework and I've also been VERY VERY VERY excited about the new film release spirit stallion of the cimmaron release on vhs and Dvd, god knows how many times I've seen that movie. Anyway enjoy the chapter.won't be updating on Saturday oct 2nd cos I'm seeing my 2 worderful cousins,but come Thursday which is oct31'st,ther will be yet another update and it's a halloween special,I'll try to get it posted early in time. Please R/R if you wish(no flames please or poxy stuff) THANX.
Chapter six-pains and medicine.
It was lunchbreak and the fellowship was having lunch,as usual,merry and pippin were sitting side by side talking about frodo,mushrooms and belive it or not COMPARING their mushrooms with one another.sam of course was fussing.Fussing about frodo and his condition,the fellowship could'nt help it But every time sam turned arund to look at frodo,they would just say"oh he'll be fine" OR"oh don't worry about it he'll get better",sam could'nstand but to see the weary eyed frodo,with the blankets wrapped around his body,with a pot of sams finest mushroom soup,hardly not wanting any of it.sometimes sam thought maybe frodo would'nt survive the cold,but he allways made sure that he was there with frodo.sam cared.a lot.he decided to see frodo and to try and MAKE him take some soup or at least a bit of water.he put his soup down on the grass,got up,and went to see frodo,who was in a patch of sun,shivering violently.
"sam"came aragorns voice,
"where are you going?"
"erm,if you don't mind,I was going to see mister frodo"sams voice replied.
"of course,but do be back soon or this soup of yours will get cold"aragorn reminded him.
And so sam pondered down the pathway over to where frodo was sitting.
"mr frodo,aren't you gonna have some of my soup,you know that its your favorite,mushroom."sam said sitting himself down with frodo,taking the bowl of soup in one of frodos hand.
"sam.I don't want any of it,not now,can't you see I'm too weak."frodo said in weak and shaky voice that worried sam even more.
"but mr frodo don't you see that food will help you regain your strenth back.mr frodo?"
. "I don't wanto talk about it sam,all of my body s aching,like an evil spirit is trying to get to my heart."frodo said,resting his head on sam's shoulder.
something was wrong and sam did'nt like it at all.he raised his head from were frodo was resting and to his surprise,frodo was unconcouis.
"stider!!"sam yelled.
Aragorn came dashing over with some things in his hands.
"what is it,sam,whats wrong?"aragorn said beneath a whisper laying his things down and taking frodo into his arms.
"I don't know..one minute frodo was ok and the next he falls unconcous,whats wrong with him strider?"sam asked paniking.
"it seems that frodo has had a nervous breakdown,but we've got to try and make him breathe or he'll die."aragorn said throwing the blankets off frodo and unbuttoning frodo's small, flimsy shirt.getting some athelas on a cloth a nd putting it onto his chest,over his heart.
"what could have made him like this?,it came as a real shock to me"said sam,watching aragorn.
"well the only anser I can give you is that what made frodo like this was a lack of food and being homesick."aragorn ansered getting a sryinge out.
"maybe he was homesick of missing bilbo and the shire?"Sam said, looking down at the ground.but his attention rose to aragorn,who was rolling up one of frodos sleeves about to inject some fluid.
"wait..what are you gonna do with that?,stider"sam cried.
"sam don't worry about it,I'm just going to inject some liquid into frodos veins though his arm,it won't hurt him,but it may have a few side effects, it will help him.do you trust me sam?
"I will trust you strider in the hope that my master will get better. "sam said looking determined.
"it's ok to look away sam,if you want"aragorn sugessted.
"it's ok,srider,I will not abandon mr frodo."sam said clutching frodo's hand in the hope that somewhere inside his body frodo could still hear him.
Aragorn put the syringe into frodo's arm and pulled it out,then took some bandages and wrapped them around frodos arm.
"you've got to get better frodo,however long it takes,I'll not leave you're side.
To be continued.....
A/N-finally I've got another chappie ready keep a look out for chap 7.i changed my mind about the 7 day thing as this is propbly gonna have at least 12 chapters. Pleae R/R Thanx.
A/N: hi guys, sorry I haven't been updating as often as I should be. I've just been busy with year 10 coursework and I've also been VERY VERY VERY excited about the new film release spirit stallion of the cimmaron release on vhs and Dvd, god knows how many times I've seen that movie. Anyway enjoy the chapter.won't be updating on Saturday oct 2nd cos I'm seeing my 2 worderful cousins,but come Thursday which is oct31'st,ther will be yet another update and it's a halloween special,I'll try to get it posted early in time. Please R/R if you wish(no flames please or poxy stuff) THANX.
Chapter six-pains and medicine.
It was lunchbreak and the fellowship was having lunch,as usual,merry and pippin were sitting side by side talking about frodo,mushrooms and belive it or not COMPARING their mushrooms with one another.sam of course was fussing.Fussing about frodo and his condition,the fellowship could'nt help it But every time sam turned arund to look at frodo,they would just say"oh he'll be fine" OR"oh don't worry about it he'll get better",sam could'nstand but to see the weary eyed frodo,with the blankets wrapped around his body,with a pot of sams finest mushroom soup,hardly not wanting any of it.sometimes sam thought maybe frodo would'nt survive the cold,but he allways made sure that he was there with frodo.sam cared.a lot.he decided to see frodo and to try and MAKE him take some soup or at least a bit of water.he put his soup down on the grass,got up,and went to see frodo,who was in a patch of sun,shivering violently.
"sam"came aragorns voice,
"where are you going?"
"erm,if you don't mind,I was going to see mister frodo"sams voice replied.
"of course,but do be back soon or this soup of yours will get cold"aragorn reminded him.
And so sam pondered down the pathway over to where frodo was sitting.
"mr frodo,aren't you gonna have some of my soup,you know that its your favorite,mushroom."sam said sitting himself down with frodo,taking the bowl of soup in one of frodos hand.
"sam.I don't want any of it,not now,can't you see I'm too weak."frodo said in weak and shaky voice that worried sam even more.
"but mr frodo don't you see that food will help you regain your strenth back.mr frodo?"
. "I don't wanto talk about it sam,all of my body s aching,like an evil spirit is trying to get to my heart."frodo said,resting his head on sam's shoulder.
something was wrong and sam did'nt like it at all.he raised his head from were frodo was resting and to his surprise,frodo was unconcouis.
"stider!!"sam yelled.
Aragorn came dashing over with some things in his hands.
"what is it,sam,whats wrong?"aragorn said beneath a whisper laying his things down and taking frodo into his arms.
"I don't know..one minute frodo was ok and the next he falls unconcous,whats wrong with him strider?"sam asked paniking.
"it seems that frodo has had a nervous breakdown,but we've got to try and make him breathe or he'll die."aragorn said throwing the blankets off frodo and unbuttoning frodo's small, flimsy shirt.getting some athelas on a cloth a nd putting it onto his chest,over his heart.
"what could have made him like this?,it came as a real shock to me"said sam,watching aragorn.
"well the only anser I can give you is that what made frodo like this was a lack of food and being homesick."aragorn ansered getting a sryinge out.
"maybe he was homesick of missing bilbo and the shire?"Sam said, looking down at the ground.but his attention rose to aragorn,who was rolling up one of frodos sleeves about to inject some fluid.
"wait..what are you gonna do with that?,stider"sam cried.
"sam don't worry about it,I'm just going to inject some liquid into frodos veins though his arm,it won't hurt him,but it may have a few side effects, it will help him.do you trust me sam?
"I will trust you strider in the hope that my master will get better. "sam said looking determined.
"it's ok to look away sam,if you want"aragorn sugessted.
"it's ok,srider,I will not abandon mr frodo."sam said clutching frodo's hand in the hope that somewhere inside his body frodo could still hear him.
Aragorn put the syringe into frodo's arm and pulled it out,then took some bandages and wrapped them around frodos arm.
"you've got to get better frodo,however long it takes,I'll not leave you're side.
To be continued.....
A/N-finally I've got another chappie ready keep a look out for chap 7.i changed my mind about the 7 day thing as this is propbly gonna have at least 12 chapters. Pleae R/R Thanx.