Further Up Further In
By Robin Gurl
Chapter
2
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^_^ This is the first of many M/P stories. ^^; Please forgive me if I butcher
the names of the places.
Story Announcements: There are so many GOOD stories that it's hard really hard
to read them all. ^_^ But I do have a few favorites that I would like you to
read:
Innocent: Right now my mind has gone blank on who wrote it. It's about Frodo
when he's little. He get's a cold while he, Bilbo and Gandalf are visiting
Rivendell.
Also read all of Lily Baggins's stories. They rock. ^_^ I love them!! I have
read them all so many times that it's not even funny.
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Six hours later they arrived at the watch tower. Frodo laid down and Pippin
almost collapsed beside him. Merry sat beside Sam finally glad they were
resting.
"Here take these." Strider placed a cloth out that was holding a lot
of swords. "I'm going to take a look around."
"Mister Frodo you look tired maybe you should sleep."
Frodo nodded and let Sam tuck him in his makeshift bed.
Sam kissed his love on the forehead then moved back over to the fire. "Mr.
Took how are you holding up?"
Pippin looked up, he was in pain. His stomach hurt and the world was spinning.
"You'll feel better once you get some food in your stomach."
Just the thought of food made Pippin's stomach churn. He swallowed and put on a
fake smile.
That night Frodo woke up, he expected to see Pippin lying beside him resting.
Instead he heard voices. The hobbit sighed they had forgotten about the trouble
they were in, "What are you doing!?!?!"
Merry smiled, "Tomatoes, Sausages and nice Crispy Bacon." He put an
arm around Pippin helping the youngest hobbit eat.
"We saved some for you Mister Frodo." Sam held out a plate.
Frodo couldn't believe it. He wasn't mad at Pippin. Pippin was to ill to have
been apart of this one. But he was sure mad at his love and Merry. "PUT IT
OUT YOU FOOLS!!" He stepped on the fire putting it out.
They heard a screech. Merry pulled Pippin to his seat and followed Sam and Frodo
to the edge of the rock ledge. "BLACK RIDERS!!!"
"RUN!!!" Frodo cried grabbing his sword and following Sam up the
stairs.
"Come on Pip!" Merry pushed Pippin the stairs. "MOVE!!"
"Don't push me!!" The food that had been forced down Pippin was
beginning to work its way back up.
"Come on cousin if we don't we'll be killed." Pippin tried to move
faster. He almost collapsed a few times but decided it would be better than
being killed.
Once at the top the four hobbits watched in horror as the Ring Wraiths
surrounded them. Sam's first thought was to protect Frodo. He jumped forward and
clashed swords once then was thrown to the ground. Merry pulled Pippin close and
they both tried to protect Frodo. They to were thrown to the ground.
Pippin's head hit one of the statues and he sat up dazed. Then he wrapped his
arms around his stomach and vomited. He couldn't hold it in any longer. Soon it
was just dry heaves.
Merry sat up a few moments later and noticed Pippin. He heard sickening noises
emitting from the youngest hobbit. Merry crawled over and rubbed Pippin's back.
Sam watched as all the Ring Wraiths surrounded Frodo. "FRODO!!" There
was nothing he could do and Merry had his hands full with Pippin.
A few moments later everyone heard a yell from Frodo. Sam hopped up immediately
and ran over to him.
"Oh Sam.." Frodo moaned.
"FRODO!!" Merry cried. Pippin let out a moan then fell back against
Merry unconscious. "Pippin?!?!?" He looked up and noticed two Ring
Wraiths moving towards them. Merry tried to shield Pippin as much as possible
waiting for the attack. Nothing came, confused Merry looked up. He watched as
the Ring Wraith burned to nothing but ashes. "STRIDER!!"
"Merry you and Pippin alright?"
Merry nodded, "Pip just blacked out."
"Strider, Frodo's hurt!!" Sam cried.
Strider knelt down beside Frodo, "He's been stabbed by a Morgal
Blade.."
Pippin stirred weakly in Merry's arms. They were now at a campsite. Poor Pippin
didn't know what was going on. "Merry?"
Inspite of Frodo's life being in danger the blonde haired hobbit smiled,
"Pip?!?!" He hugged he youngest hobbit tightly, "You're
ok!!"
Then Frodo screeched, Pippin sat up his young eyes looked over and saw Strider
and Sam standing over Frodo who kept convulsing. "Is Frodo Ok?"
"I'm not sure."
"Help me up. I want to see Frodo." Pippin struggled knowing he was to
weak but tried anyway.
Merry nodded even though he didn't think it was a good idea.
"Alright." Once he was over there he helped Pippin to his knees beside
Frodo.
"Is he going to die?" Pippin asked tears falling down his feverish
cheeks.
"He's passing into the shadow world, soon he'll be a wraith like
them."
"He's going cold!!" Sam exclaimed.
"Sam do you know about Altheas?"
"Altheas?"
"King Soil." Strider replied trying a different name, one the gardener
might recognize.
"King Soil art a weed."
"It may help to slow the poison."
Pippin watched as Frodo lurched upwards screeching loudly. He fell back away
from Frodo scared. "Frodo?"
"Pip, I don't think he can hear you." Merry told his love quietly.
An hour later Strider and Sam were not back. Pippin's eyes were beginning to
droop. The fever from what ever he had was starting to catch up to him. Frodo
jolted Pippin out of his daze when he screeched. Pippin was scared. He pulled
his knees to his chest and cried.
Merry almost started crying himself but decided he needed to be strong and help
Pippin. Merry stood and walked over to Pippin. "It's ok Pip!!"
Pippin allowed himself to be pulled into Merry's lap and be rocked. 30 Minutes
later Strider and Sam came back with a lady. Pippin had dozed off earlier his
head on Merry's shoulder. "Strider" Merry asked, "Who is
she?!?!"
"She's an elf." Sam exclaimed.
"It's alright she's going to help!"
"There are nine wraiths behind you. I've been searching for you for 2
days." She knelt beside Frodo frowning. "This is beyond my skill to
heal we must get him to my father."
Strider picked Frodo up and walked over to her horse. He started talking in elfish.
"What are you doing those wraiths are still out there." Sam cried.
"Ride Hard!!" Strider said and waved as Arwen rode off. "Don't
worry she'll get him to safety."
Arwen rode off leaving two confused hobbits. Pippin moaned weakly stirring in
Merry's arms. Merry patted his back gently, "Shh it's ok Pip!"
Strider watched the two hobbits who were still healthy converse quietly between
themselves.
"Do you think Mr. Took is going to last until we get to Rivendell."
"I hope so Sam.." Merry glared briefly at Strider, "I just wish
that Ranger would help out a little bit."
Sam nodded, "I agree." The gardener turned to the Ranger, "We're
staying here tonight. Pippin needs to rest."
This time Strider only nodded and began laying out bed rolls.
End Chapter 3
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^_^ Glad everyone likes my story. And NO it's NOT my first LOTR ficcie. No one but four people read my first one. The First one is called Hidden Feelings. It's a slash between Sam and Frodo.
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