Hey this is the continuation of my latest Story, "Still Tomorrow" so you might want to read that before you read this.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own LOTR or any of the things in it. SO yeah…. (Wow I'm so talkative ain't I?)

WARNING: Conversations of Rape and violence and an angst Pippin which should be against the law.

I felt the chilling breeze at my back and the deadly silence of Pelennor Fields; the battle was over. I saw the Riders of Rohan and the Lady Eowyn on soft pillows being taken to the Houses of Healing, But were was Merry? I felt a strong hand on my shoulder.

"Go find him" Gandalf said.

I smiled and walked around out on the fields steeping over dead Orcs, Goblins, and Humans. Then my eyes caught the sight of one being smaller in form than the others. I rushed over to my cousin, Meriadoc Brandybuck. I ran over and moved a dead Orc away from the unconscious form of him.

"Merry! Merry it's me!" Meriadoc opened his eyes slowly, my heart wrenched he looked so hopeless, like I was the other night, 'No don't think of that!" I told myself Merry was the only important thing right now. 'It's Pippin!" He looked to me and struggled out,

"Are you going to leave me?" My heart was shattered into thousands of grains of sand.

" No, Merry. I'm going to look after you." I pulled a cloth that had fallen form the Oliphant's back and covered him.

I put his head in my lap he fell asleep, I felt his arm it was so cold, like a large block of ice. There we fell asleep.

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When I awoke we were in the Houses of Healing, Merry and I were sharing a human sized bed big enough to sleep four Hobbits, shoulder to shoulder. I got up to out the bed, and then doubled over with pain, the area between my legs hurt again, and my back ached. I heard my cousin stirring and I turned around, Merry had awoken.

"Mm…Pippin?" He asked as his eyes fluttered open.

"Good morning Merry." Merry looked around, and looked to his bandaged arm. "Well Pip, what have we gotten ourselves into now?' He laughed and sat up. I laughed back.

'I'm glad you're here, Merry."

The door opened and in stepped Strider, and Gandalf.

We made small talk for a while, and then I cracked a joke, what joke you ask? I don not remember for the next event that happened. Merry was laughing and he reached and slapped me on the back like old times. But theses weren't old times. I screamed in pain and jumped off the bed doubled over again.

"Pip! What happened!"?

"GET AWAY FROM ME!" I screamed, huddled in a corner, it hurt so much, like glass and fire was running through my veins; I had the images of Denathor, grasping me and doing those horrible things again. "GOD MERRY WHY THE HELL DID YOU DO THAT!" I sat in a ball small and pathetic again, those insane eyes looking at me…. I blacked out.

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Merry's POV

I looked at my cousin in the corner of the room he had been screaming at me then he fainted.

Strider quickly ran to him and took him to his own room. "I-im sorry." I told Gandalf; his eyes had glazed over as if in deep thought.

"It was not your fault Master Meriadoc. Much has happened that you have not yet learned." He explained to me kindly, yet like he was talking to someone else other than I.

"What?" I questioned

'I believe it is your cousin that should tell you these things. Not I" And with that he left the room leaving me very puzzled.

TBC

Okay I'm writing this in request of Olivia Sutton's review. THIS IS ANOTHER REMINDER THAT THIS IS THE SEQUEL TO "STILL TOMORROW" I WOULD READ THAT FIRST.

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