Don't own it, all I own is the Extended Version DVD, which is totally AWESOME!!!!!!
A/N: Sorry about not updating, I just never had the time.
Reviewer Responses
Ithilwen= Boromir thinks Faramir is either with Imrahil or some friends. He doesn't know about Denethor sending soldiers to Dol Amroth or anything. Thanks, I'm glad you liked the song. I try to incorporate poetry/songs when I can, since Tolkien loved it. If you liked the twins, you'll see more of them later.
Dang the Torpedoes= Estel's coming up too, as well as more twins. Legolas will only be mentioned in scenes in which he has to say something to make sense (i.e. the council scene) No more than that, I promise.
JediKnightBalthasar= Ice cream? Maybe I should try that. Nah, my friend would kill me.
Argentum-Draco= hehe. Unfortunately for you, I love putting up cliffies. Sorry!
Snitter in Rivendell= I didn't mind Denethor too much until I started writing this. Now I feel he's a big jerk and I really don't like him. But don't worry, I'm thinking of having him come around at the end. Glad you like the part about cancer, that was my reasoning for that.
evil witch queen= Evil Skittle: nickname/evil alter ego. Gained when trying to consume an entire handful of Skittles in one go. Made a mess. Glad you liked the song!
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Kneeling before Faramir, Elrond grabbed the boy's shoulders. "No Tir, the shadow is not stronger than you, you can beat it. Please fight!" Faramir brought up his arms and roughly broke Elrond's hold.
"You don't understand. Please leave, I'm not worth your time." His astonishment at hearing real words come out of the child's mouth lasted only a passing moment as Elrond heard what Faramir said.
"How can you say you are not worth my time? You are my foster son, dear to me as one of my own."
Tears traced paths down Faramir's cheeks. "Dear to you? You are a great warrior and leader of elves. How could one like you love someone like me as a son? No, Father was right I am weak, worthless. I do not deserve the love of anyone, let alone you." He stood up to get away from the elf lord, but Elrond grasped his shoulders again and forced him to sit back down.
"That is not true Tir! You deserve to be loved, you are loved! Your uncle loved you enough to save you and bring you here. I love you, you are as beloved to me as Elladan and Elrohir. Why do you not believe that Denethor lied to you?"
"He did not lie! He spoke truthfully, I could see it in his eyes! I am worthless, I have no hope! It would be best if you sent me back to Minas Tirith and let my father finish what he started!"
Elrond's heart wrenched at the child's hopeless words. "NO! I will never send you back to Minas Tirith if it is within my power! Tir, you cannot believe that your life is worth nothing! Please, you must see that you are valuable, that I love you, my son!" Looking at Faramir's sorrowful gray eyes, the answer struck Elrond like a bolt of lightening. Those eyes, the eyes that held the far-sight, had indeed seen truth in Denethor's words, for that is how the Steward felt. Yet since then, Faramir had not 'looked' into anyone's eyes to know any different. Lifting the young boy's head in his hand, Elrond looked straight into his eyes. "Faramir look at me, look into me." Startled, he did. "Tir, you deserve happiness, you deserve love. I love you as my own son, and I will always, always, love you." Faramir searched, looking into the elf's soul for falsehood. Yet there was none, everything he said was true!
Faramir began sobbing and collapsed to the floor. "You mean it! But, how? Why? Why would you love me? " Elrond wrapped his arms around the small boy.
"I love you because you are my son. Denethor may not be able to love you, but that does not mean that no one loves you. Your brother, Imrahil, Freyaniel, myself, we all love you. You just need to open your heart and see that." Faramir's tear-streaked face looked up and Elrond could see a ghost of a smile before Faramir lowered his head again, still softly crying. Finally the boy began drifting off to sleep as the tears slowed. In a sleepy tone Faramir spoke. "Lord Elrond? Will you be my daddy?"
"I would be honored, little one." Faramir hugged the elf tighter.
"Good night Ada." The elf lord picked Faramir up and placed him in his bed, tucking him softly in. He bent over and kissed the child lightly on the head.
"Good night...my son."
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Short chapter, sorry.
