Title: And So She Sang...
Chapter 6 - Promises
Disclaimers: I Don't know them!!!! So please don't hurt me.
Summary: All Devin wants is to become a great singer with her best friend,
Rosaline, by her side. Not fall into a stream and landing into Middle Earth with
orcs, evil eyes and a ring that seduces people.
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After waking up the next morning with her first hangover Devin declared that she would never drink again no matter where. Either back at home or anywhere else in Middle-earth she vowed to never touch a drop of wine. One hangover was more than enough for her. She earned herself many laughs from the hobbits from that.
Devin looked at all the crumpled sheets of music laid out before her. She flattened them as much as she could and carefully placed them back in her guitar case so to make room for her spiral red notebook. The metal binding was bent and the once bright red cover is now faded and filled with doodles with the edges torn. It's been through a lot in the years she had it. Inside pages filled with notes from classes at school, bad drawings she made out of boredom and the notes she and Rosaline would pass to each other back in forth during class. Some pages were torn out, while others were barely hanging onto the spiral binding. Others pieces of paper merely stuff in between the pages. In between the tiny amounts of space on the used papers Devin saw some of the scribbles she made for making up song. Though, most were scratched out. Putting the notebook back in the small compartment Devin saw a small necklace tucked away in the corner. Through the tangled silver chain Devin saw a small golden ring with a single diamond.
Her mother's wedding ring.
Hearing a knock on the door Devin put the tangled necklace in the breast pocket of her jacket. Turning around she saw Frodo. Devin smiled at the hobbit.
"Hey Frodo. We're leaving now?" The hobbit shook his head as he walked up to Devin.
"No, but I'm worried." Frodo said softly, looking down at his large, furry feet. Devin gave a soft smile at Frodo.
"Hey, I understand if you're scared. To let you in on a little secret I'm kind of freaking out also." Frodo looked up at Devin in surprised.
"Its not that I'm worried about, well that's part of it but that's not what I mean. I'm worried about you."
Devin blinked in surprise. That answer was unexpected. "Me?"
"You don't belong here and I'm scared something will happen to you. Gandalf told me how you nearly died when you first came here. What if the same thing happens again, only this time you don't live?" Frodo cried out. Devin felt her heart clench at the hobbits cries. Only a couple months and these hobbits already placed themselves in a special part of her heart.
"Frodo," Devin kneeled down on her knees, eye level with the tiny man, "you know what? I'm scared of the same exact thing. That's the main, if not the only, reason why I don't want to come along on this crazy, wacky adventure of yours. So I'll make you this promise. You destroy that ring thing, and I stay alive and make sure no harm comes to me."
"Is this a promise you can keep?" Frodo asked. Devin nodded.
"As long as it's a promise you can keep and that includes you coming back alive. I don't expect a one hundred percent perfect health, even though that'll be great, but you have to come back alive. You can't give up on me."
Frodo thought for a moment before he smiled and said, "It's a promise." Devin hugged the hobbit tightly in joy. Not for Frodo, but for herself as well. She always keeps her promises.
Elrond could see that she was nervous. The way she twisted her hands together and shifting from one foot to the other. As the rest of the fellowship said their last goodbyes Elrond walked over to talk to Devin. She looked at the elf lord and gave a weak smile.
"You must be kind of happy to know I wont be around to cause any more terror to your home." Devin joked.
"I must admit Rivendell will be much quieter without you and your strange music." Elrond said. Devin gave a half hearted shrug and smile.
"You know, I still don't understand why you want me to go with them. I'm going to be useless on this trip. I can't use weapons and when I get scared, I freeze. That's how I got shot by an arrow in the first place." Devin said as she rambled. Elrond held up his hand to quiet her.
"Your music can help give the others hope when they need it most. I hear the words you sing. They have special meanings not to you, and when they hear those words they might give special meaning to them. Devin, do not belong here. It is best that you find your home and your friend if she fell into this world. Do not know worry so much, you shall find your courage Neth Merilin." Elrond said as he gave a reassuring squeeze on Devin's shoulders. She blinked in confusion.
"N-ne mer what?" Devin asked confused, unable to pronounce and the elvish words but she was beckoned by the Fellowship before she could get her answer.
"The ring bearer is setting out on quest to Mordor. The further you go, the less easy will it be to withdraw; yet n oath or bond is laid on you to go further than you wish." Elrond stated as he looked at each of the members of the Fellowship. Standing next to them Devin stood, looking out of place with the strange clothing from her homeland and her guitar case by her side. Her brown hair was braided back with the help of Arwen, though already a few strands fell out.
Frodo started walking out the doors of Rivendell soon followed by Gandalf and the rest of the Fellowship. Devin help her guitar case as she walked out the doors, looking back once to give a final wave to Elrond and Arwen since she would never see either of them or the elves of Rivendell again.
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Wah, people made me feel all happy and special. You gave me that warm fuzzy feeling inside. Lol. Kind of short, and kind of dumb but I think you'll survive. Right?