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A/N: From this chapter, the plot and drama will thicken. Trust me. I hope all of you that read this please review! Just so I know that you are reading it. It would mean a lot to me! Even if you don't like this story! Please! ~Primula Brandybuck
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The moon was covered by the clouds that had moved in from the late evening; making it difficult for Seredric to see ahead of him. Merry and Estella's buggy was only a little bit away. They still had far to go to reach the Took house, an hour if not more. The night was beginning to cool from the warm summer day and a light wind was blowing. Sitting next to him, May shivered and clutched her shawl closer to her. It didn't offer much warmth. Seredric glanced back to the wagon to see if he still had the extra blanket there. He didn't see it.
"May? Can you see an extra blanket in the back? I thought I kept one in here from the move."
May shifted her self and turned to see. Within minutes, she found what she was looking for. The blanket was dark green.
"That's the one," Seredric said. "Why don't you wrap yourself up in it? It's getting colder."
May nodded and folded it in a way to wrap it around her body. But she soon got a better idea.
Seredric felt her move her body closer to him. He looked down at her and saw that she was offering half of the blanket to him. Smiling, he nodded and pulled part of the blanket over his shoulders. His other arm wrapped around May's shoulders and pulled her closer to him. With the blanket wrapped around both of them, May grinned and leaned into him, letting her head rest on his shoulder. Seredric felt butterflies go through him; May was beginning to trust him.
May sighed and closed her eyes. "I might fall asleep like this."
"Then do so. I will wake you once we arrive," Seredric said, placing a soft kiss upon her forehead. He saw her open her eyes in surprise, but closed them once again with a smile.
~*~
"May!" She felt someone shaking her. Her eyes opened, but closed once again because of a water drip close to her eye. "Please wake up! The rain is starting to fall." May recognized the voice to be Seredric's.
"Seredric?" May said softly, sitting up. She felt another cool drop of water on her face. She opened her eyes this time. It was pitched black everywhere. She could hardly see her own hands in front of her. "Where are we?"
Seredric gripped her hands. "I accidentally feel asleep awhile ago. The pony has been traveling every which way. I just woke up and Merry and Estella are no where in sight."
"Do you know how long you where sleeping?"
"One hour at the most."
May sighed and looked around. "Maybe I'll recognize something ahead or we could head back home."
"I don't think that is a good idea," Seredric said. "It's starting to rain. We'll be soaked if we try to go home now. We should try to find a home near by where we can stay the night or until it stops raining."
A few more drops fell on May. "Yes," she said. "That would be the best idea. Let's ride a bit until we find someone."
What these two hobbits didn't know, while they huddled together in the cold wind while the pony pulled them along, was that they were on the open prairie with no homesteads for miles.
After twenty minutes, the rain started to come down hard. Within twenty-five, the rain was pouring. The two shivering hobbits searched through the darkness for someplace for shelter.
May saw a dark large mass ahead. "There!" she pointed. "I think it's a barn. I don't know for sure."
"I see it too." Seredric directed the pony to the large barn ahead. "It looks abandoned. Go inside May. I'll unhitched the wagon from Philly (the pony) and be right in."
"Alright," she hurried down from the wagon and raced in the rain into the barn. She pulled open the rickety door easily. Complete darkness greeted her. Not risking anything, May stood near the door waiting for Seredric. "Please hurry Seredric," she whispered as thunder rolled through the air.
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Philly ran into the lean too against the barn once the thunder rolled. Seredric ran in there with him and tried to find Philly's rope in the dark to tie him up. Philly fought against him, afraid Seredric would take him back out in the storm. For ten minutes Seredric attempted to catch the rope. With a final glare of disgust, Seredric left Philly in the lean to. The rain seemed to come down harder than what it was before. He made his way to the wagon and lifted up the wooden box lid. The lantern and pieces of flint were there. Grabbing them, Seredric slammed down the clover and took off to the barn.
He opened the door to the barn and slammed it shut behind him. "May!?" Seredric called.
"I'm right here," May said to his left. She took a few steps and was in reaching distance of him. "You're soaked!"
"So are you," Seredric said. "I have a lantern and flint with me to build a fire to have some light and heat for us." He sent his supplies down and sent to work of lighting the lantern. Soon, the lantern was lit and the hobbits could see more clearly. Seredric raised the lantern to see May. She was visibly shaking from being cold and the wetness. "I am going to start a fire. May, you should get out of them clothes and wrap up in the blanket. You're going to catch your death if you stay in them clothes."
May looked down at her wet clothes. They clung to her body for how wet they were. She pulled the blanket closer around her and raised her questioning eyes to Seredric. "You can go over in the corner and you don't have to worry about me peaking, May," he said with a slight chuckle in his voice. May turned a shade of red and turned to go change in the corner. Seredric kept his back to her as he started the small fire.
The dress was easy to get off. May unbuttoned it and slid it down to the floor where it laid in a puddle. Turning her head, she glanced over at Seredric, who had his back turned towards her. Biting her bottom lip, she unlaced her chemise.
~*~ The small flames danced before Seredric's eyes; they teased him. The chill from the rain was slowly engulfing him. He shivered again and a cough formed in his throat. Muffling his mouth, Seredric coughed into his cupped hands. The fire was unable to warm him and he didn't know what else to do. Staying in these cloths could mean his death. Seredric had never been a traveler and didn't know all the ways to survive if the fire couldn't warm him. The only other key survival tip he knew was body heat. He decided kept the tip to himself unless conditions worsened. And they did.
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A/N: From this chapter, the plot and drama will thicken. Trust me. I hope all of you that read this please review! Just so I know that you are reading it. It would mean a lot to me! Even if you don't like this story! Please! ~Primula Brandybuck
~*~
The moon was covered by the clouds that had moved in from the late evening; making it difficult for Seredric to see ahead of him. Merry and Estella's buggy was only a little bit away. They still had far to go to reach the Took house, an hour if not more. The night was beginning to cool from the warm summer day and a light wind was blowing. Sitting next to him, May shivered and clutched her shawl closer to her. It didn't offer much warmth. Seredric glanced back to the wagon to see if he still had the extra blanket there. He didn't see it.
"May? Can you see an extra blanket in the back? I thought I kept one in here from the move."
May shifted her self and turned to see. Within minutes, she found what she was looking for. The blanket was dark green.
"That's the one," Seredric said. "Why don't you wrap yourself up in it? It's getting colder."
May nodded and folded it in a way to wrap it around her body. But she soon got a better idea.
Seredric felt her move her body closer to him. He looked down at her and saw that she was offering half of the blanket to him. Smiling, he nodded and pulled part of the blanket over his shoulders. His other arm wrapped around May's shoulders and pulled her closer to him. With the blanket wrapped around both of them, May grinned and leaned into him, letting her head rest on his shoulder. Seredric felt butterflies go through him; May was beginning to trust him.
May sighed and closed her eyes. "I might fall asleep like this."
"Then do so. I will wake you once we arrive," Seredric said, placing a soft kiss upon her forehead. He saw her open her eyes in surprise, but closed them once again with a smile.
~*~
"May!" She felt someone shaking her. Her eyes opened, but closed once again because of a water drip close to her eye. "Please wake up! The rain is starting to fall." May recognized the voice to be Seredric's.
"Seredric?" May said softly, sitting up. She felt another cool drop of water on her face. She opened her eyes this time. It was pitched black everywhere. She could hardly see her own hands in front of her. "Where are we?"
Seredric gripped her hands. "I accidentally feel asleep awhile ago. The pony has been traveling every which way. I just woke up and Merry and Estella are no where in sight."
"Do you know how long you where sleeping?"
"One hour at the most."
May sighed and looked around. "Maybe I'll recognize something ahead or we could head back home."
"I don't think that is a good idea," Seredric said. "It's starting to rain. We'll be soaked if we try to go home now. We should try to find a home near by where we can stay the night or until it stops raining."
A few more drops fell on May. "Yes," she said. "That would be the best idea. Let's ride a bit until we find someone."
What these two hobbits didn't know, while they huddled together in the cold wind while the pony pulled them along, was that they were on the open prairie with no homesteads for miles.
After twenty minutes, the rain started to come down hard. Within twenty-five, the rain was pouring. The two shivering hobbits searched through the darkness for someplace for shelter.
May saw a dark large mass ahead. "There!" she pointed. "I think it's a barn. I don't know for sure."
"I see it too." Seredric directed the pony to the large barn ahead. "It looks abandoned. Go inside May. I'll unhitched the wagon from Philly (the pony) and be right in."
"Alright," she hurried down from the wagon and raced in the rain into the barn. She pulled open the rickety door easily. Complete darkness greeted her. Not risking anything, May stood near the door waiting for Seredric. "Please hurry Seredric," she whispered as thunder rolled through the air.
~*~
Philly ran into the lean too against the barn once the thunder rolled. Seredric ran in there with him and tried to find Philly's rope in the dark to tie him up. Philly fought against him, afraid Seredric would take him back out in the storm. For ten minutes Seredric attempted to catch the rope. With a final glare of disgust, Seredric left Philly in the lean to. The rain seemed to come down harder than what it was before. He made his way to the wagon and lifted up the wooden box lid. The lantern and pieces of flint were there. Grabbing them, Seredric slammed down the clover and took off to the barn.
He opened the door to the barn and slammed it shut behind him. "May!?" Seredric called.
"I'm right here," May said to his left. She took a few steps and was in reaching distance of him. "You're soaked!"
"So are you," Seredric said. "I have a lantern and flint with me to build a fire to have some light and heat for us." He sent his supplies down and sent to work of lighting the lantern. Soon, the lantern was lit and the hobbits could see more clearly. Seredric raised the lantern to see May. She was visibly shaking from being cold and the wetness. "I am going to start a fire. May, you should get out of them clothes and wrap up in the blanket. You're going to catch your death if you stay in them clothes."
May looked down at her wet clothes. They clung to her body for how wet they were. She pulled the blanket closer around her and raised her questioning eyes to Seredric. "You can go over in the corner and you don't have to worry about me peaking, May," he said with a slight chuckle in his voice. May turned a shade of red and turned to go change in the corner. Seredric kept his back to her as he started the small fire.
The dress was easy to get off. May unbuttoned it and slid it down to the floor where it laid in a puddle. Turning her head, she glanced over at Seredric, who had his back turned towards her. Biting her bottom lip, she unlaced her chemise.
~*~ The small flames danced before Seredric's eyes; they teased him. The chill from the rain was slowly engulfing him. He shivered again and a cough formed in his throat. Muffling his mouth, Seredric coughed into his cupped hands. The fire was unable to warm him and he didn't know what else to do. Staying in these cloths could mean his death. Seredric had never been a traveler and didn't know all the ways to survive if the fire couldn't warm him. The only other key survival tip he knew was body heat. He decided kept the tip to himself unless conditions worsened. And they did.
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