One of the lackey Orcs dragged Pippin and Merry to a tree, tying their bodies to it. Pippin on one side, Merry on the other.
Pippin leaned against the tree after the Orcs had stopped for the night. The ropes around his wrists were tied tightly and cutting off the circulation to his hands. He tried to rotate them but it didn't work. An Orc walked by him and tossed a slice of bread on the ground then continued to the campfire. Pippin scrambled to grab the bread but it was just out of his reach.
"Merry?"
"What?" Merry replied slightly annoyed.
"I…um…I'm sorry for hitting you," Pippin solemnly apologized.
"And I'm sorry for saying that she's never love you. She clearly does,"
"I miss her,"
"She probably misses you too," Merry said.
"Silence!" one of the Orcs yelled as he threw a stick at the tree.
"I suppose talking right now wouldn't be wise," Pippin stated.
"No…" Merry answered. "Did they give you anything to eat?"
"Yes…but I can't really reach it,"
"Here, you can have mine," Merry scooted his small slice of bread over to Pippin's side.
"No…I can't take your food-"
"Don't argue and just take it, I'm not hungry," Merry insisted and then shifted himself back to not facing Pippin.
Pippin took the bread and nibbled on it but his thoughts couldn't leave Merry or Phoenix.
* * *
Phoenix sat on the ground next to the fire, running her fingers over the scarf. It was the only thing she had left of Pippin now. She looked up at the sky. The stars were shinning brightly and a single cloud wisped by.
"We will find them soon," Legolas told her.
"I know," she replied not looking up from the scarf.
"Are you hungry?"
"No, but thank you,"
"Okay," Legolas turned from her and back to the fire.
"I promise I'll find you," she said quietly. "I promise."
A/N: Okay short and kinda sappy but it's a start. Look for the next chapter soon.