Snow Flakes
By Robin Girl
Chapter 3
(Sorry guys, for not updating forever. ^^; I had a little obession with CATS start. BUt don't worry, I'm still into LOTR. ^_^ Hope everyone had a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year! I know I did, I got the extended version of LOTR!!!)
"Good night, Pip.." After Boromir and Aragorn were sure that everyone was asleep, they turned back to Legolas.
"So, you were right." Aragorn whispered. His eyes were down cast.
"Right? Aragorn what are talking about?" Boromir demanded.
"You have to keep this to yourself, if we tell. You must not mention this to the hobbits.
Boromir nodded, "So be it."
"Pippin might be dying. Legolas has tuned on his Essence of Life."
"NO! He will NOT die." Boromir exclaimed, "He is but a child. He has done nothing wrong."
"We have no control over fate." Legolas replied sullenly. "It hurts me as well to see him suffering. I will use all of my power to try and save him."
"I know you will, my elf prince." Aragorn placed a hand on Boromir's shoulder. "And we will try and help also. Won't we?"
"The hands of evil shall not touch Peregrin again. I swear it."
*~*~**~*
The next morning the Fellowship awoke to a blizzard. It had snowed so much that the hobbits were covered.
"Hurry, we must dig them out." Aragorn shouted over the wind. He hoped they hadn't been covered for long.
Boromir quicklu knelt down to where Merry and Pippin had been last night. His hands dug frantically in the icey dust hoping to find is friends. At last, he felt an arm. Carefully but quickly he yanked the object out. It was Pippin.
The youngster's lips were blue and his skin was pale. Boromir felt a large pit begginning to form in his stomach. They might had been to late.
Gimli appeared and took the child from his grasp allowing the Man of Gondor to go search for the other one. After a few moments of heart clinching digging he found the other half of the duo.
Merry coughed and sputtered clinging to the Man of Gondor. Boromir looked over to see how Aragorn and Legolas were fairing.
Aragorn was knelt down like Boromir had been and he too was digging frantically. Thankfully though, his search didn't take long. Both he and Legolas found their valuables very quickly.
Fifteen Minutes later a small fire had been made by using Gandalf's Magic and a piece of wet wood.
Merry had long since forgotten himself and was over beside the drawf like a mother hen, despite the drawf's wishes, caring for Pippin.
"Now, Master Brandybuck, I can take care of this."
Merry ignored the responses he was getting and used the blanket that he was suppose to use on himself on Pippin. No one, not even a drawf was going to keep him from his cousin.
"Gimli," Aragorn called over, "Let Meriadoc take care of Pippin. You do not want to face his wrath if he is kept from doing so."
Gimli sighed letting the hobbit take charge. Almost immediately the bundle that was once secure in his lap was now safe in the "owners" arms.
Aragorn laughed quietly, practically the same scene had happened just a minute earlier concerning Sam, Frodo, and a stubborn Elf. Of course though, Sam had won the fight, but the Elf had faught hard, that was until the Gardner had let his wrath out. Legolas then quickly surrendered his claim on the ring bearer.
Legolas walked over and sat down beside Aragorn and Gimli, "They are very protective of their kin, aren't they?"
"Kin?" Gandalf looked over, "If you're talking about Meriadoc and little Peregrin then yes. You could even say over protective. But Samwise, no, he is not related to Frodo. He is Frodo's gardner and best friend."
"Ah, so tell us about Merry's over protectiveness." Legolas urged to go deeper in the subject. Something about what Gandalf had said amused the Elf Prince to no end. Though, it shouldn't really surprise him.
Gandalf let out a chuckle and took a whiff of his pipe. "Meriadoc might be over protective but he's not the only one. Frodo, even Sam, are protective over little Peregrin. As soon as Peregrin was born, which wasn't but 7 years ago, we all knew they'd be best friends. Though on one occasiion Peregrin was ill I believe, with the Autumn Daze. The Autumn Daze is a deadly disease for little hobbits. Merry was made to return home and leave his cousin. Peregrin was minutes from death when Meriadoc came rushing in. The youngster had escaped out of his house as soon as possible. Thankfully Peregrin just passed out, but ever since then they have never separated."
Aragorn sat there for a moment, "I wonder, could he have the Autumn Daze now? What are the symptoms Gandalf?"
"Everything that little is showing. If he does have it, you all are in a for a wonderful adventure."
End Chapter 3
(Another twist to the story eh? ^_^ Enjoy this chapter!!)