Title: Sticks and Stones

Summary: see chapter one

Disclaimer: see chapter one

A/N: YET AGAIN I see that some have FAILED to read the A/N. I CLEARLY stated in BOTH previous chapters that this is an AU fic, and that I changed Faramir age from the books just for this fic. All I can say is this IT IS fiction and here is the definition for fiction.

An imaginative creation or a pretense that does not represent actuality but has been invented.

The act of inventing such a creation or pretense

A literary work whose content is produced by the imagination and is not necessarily based on fact.]

It is a fic an AU AU AU AU AU AU fic which I said in both chapters, I would like to thank All my reviewers who read this for what it was merely an AU fic and nothing more.

two hours with fish: Thanks Alex it was written for you!

Elven Kitten: I just borrowed the eyeball for a short time lol

Hobbitsrfun: Thanks and I am glad to see you have not fallen off the face of the earth GIMMME VERY SOON!

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Firniswin: I wish to thank you for reviewing as you always do

Mystkyten: Update for you hope you enjoy.

LETHE82: It is not said in the books those things which leaves the author to guess, 2ND It was CLEARLY marked in both previous chapters that it is an AU FIC

Now that being said this is the last chapter, normally I would be sad but thank VALAR as I will not have to explain myself repeatedly about the whole AU thing and that I changed someone age to fit a fic.

Chapter 3

AT Dawn.........................



Faramir opened his eyes and saw that the sun had already risen and he quickly jumped up from his bed. His father would be furious that he had slept in. He quickly dressed and then it hit him. He was not in Gondor and his heart was relieved. As he smiled the door opened and in walked Eomer.



"Father says to dress and come and eat; we leave for Gondor within the hour."



"What?.... but why?"



"Because he wishes to return you home and speak to your father" Eomer at once saw the fear in the boy's eyes. He almost regretted having to take him back, It would be nice to have someone around his age to play with.



"Do not fear he will let no harm come to you Faramir."



Faramir sighed little did Eomer know of the wrath of his father. He knew what waited him in Gondor and it was not loving arms. "Very well I will be down in a moment"



Eomer left and went to the dining hall. Once he entered he found his uncle right away and spoke to him "Uncle do you think it wise to return him to ne who treats him so poorly?"



"I do not know what the day will bring but he should be with family. SHould Denethor see fit to try to harm him he will suffer at my hands."



Eomer shook his head in agreement and turned as Faramir walked into the room. He looked so small and he had a look of dread on his face.



"Come eat something before we go."



Faramir sat down but he only made the appearence of eating as his stomach would let him eat. He was far to nervous about going home.



For hours they had ridden through the valleys and dales until they were but a couple of hours from Gondor Faramir sat upon his horse and thought of actually fleeing from the group, anything not to have to go back there. The only thing he wished to see again was his brother. He knew Boromir would be worried about him,but he knew he had to get away before his father killed him.



"What are you thinking" EOmer aid riding up to the boy.



Faramir didn't know if he could trust this boy with what had happened to him but he decided he had nothing to lose. Also just maybe they would not make him go back. "My father says I am the reason my mother died, that I killed her and should have died in her place."



Eomer was shocked. Having lost his own parents he could not even think of why someone could say this to anyone much less a child. "He was wrong in saying this Faramir you must know that."



Faramir shook his head. "I know this but it hurts nonetheless. Why must he be so cruel? Why must all his anger be directed at me?"



"I do not know the answers you seek, but we will find them." Eomer said as he laid a reassuring hand on his shoulder.



As the outline of Gondor made itself clear Faramir shuddered. The gloom that hung over Minias Tirith ate away at him. It was not a place of beauty and happiness as it should be but one of darkness and hatred. He did not want to go back and now seeing it reconfirmed this thought.



As they entered the first floor of the seven tired castle he winced as a guradsmen approached them.



"Halt who comes to the realm of Denthor"



"Tell him Theoden of Rohan wishes his counsel"



The guard looked at the small group and Faramir held his head low as not to alert him of his face. He led the group through the first gate and they rode on until they reached the last floor and dimounted.



Faramir had to be shaken to waken him from his stupor as the stable hand tried to take his horse to the stable. He looked at him and the stable boy gasped.



"There has been a search for you for days Prince Faramir. Your brother has searched day and night for you."



Faramir felt guilty knowing Boromir had been worried and now he wished to lay eyes on his brother. "Is Boromir here now?"



"Nay milord he is still out riding, but he should be back soon as the sun is about to set."



Faramir shook his head and reluctantly led the group into the castle and up the stairs to his father's hall.



As he neared the door he hung back from the others.



Theoden saw this and got down on his knees so he would be eye level with the boy. "I will not let him harm you in my presence. This I promise you, have no fear."



Faramir shook his head and they opened the doors and went in. There sat Denthor at a table surrounded by a group of his highest ranking men. They seemed to be leaning over a table studing a map.



"What is it that you wish Theoden? As you can see I am extremely busy and have no time for trivial matters."



"I thought you would like to know your son is safe and has been returned to you." Theoden said his blood boiling having been dismissed almost like a servant.



"Where is my son!?" Denethor boomed "We have searched everywhere for him . I can not believe he would pull me away from more important matters to have to hunt down my own child."



Faramir heard his father's words and shrank behind Theoden's robes. He suddenly had the feeling of fleeing again. He could hear the fury in his father's voice. Theoden turned around and knelt again. "Are you alright? You can do this I am here."



Faramir shook his head and stepped from behind Theoden. His father saw his son looking quite small all of a sudden annd something struck him. He looked at his son and saw his wife.



"Come here Faramir now!"



Faramir willed his legs to move but they wouldn't and he was glad when the door swung open and his brother rushed in.



"Faramir!, brother where have you been?" he said grabbing Faramir and pulling him into a mighty hug."



The sight of his brother eased his heart. He was so glad to see him he had forgotten his father who still stood at the other end of the room. Both of them turned to see his father with a stern look on his face.



Boromir whispered into his ear. "Go ahead I am here with you."



Faramir slowly walked to his father fear eating at him. He cringed at the thought of the last time he had seen his father,and the beating which had happened. He walked up and stood before his father who neither looked at him,or even looked like he saw him.



Denethor was lost in the past. His wife had told him on the day before she had Faramir about how much she loved him and that this child would be a gift to the world. She somehow knew ehe would have a heart of gold and be the one most like herself. She had told Denethor she did not fear death for she had brought a new life into this world.



Faramir began to shake thinking his father was plotting on his punishment and was caught of guard as his father reached for him. He cringed away and his father blinked from his trance. What he saw was his son afraid of him, his father. How could he have done this to his own child. How could he have made his son fear him and pull away. Not thinking anymore he grabbed the child who yelled out. Theoden stepped forward getting ready to pounce on Denethor but what he saw stopped him. Denethor pulled his son into an embrace and kissed his head.



"How wrong I have been my son. Can you ever forgive me? SOmetimes I let my hatred of your mother's death consume me and took it out on you. I do not deserve your forgivness but I hope one day you can; and if I slip again and make you feel this way just tell me agreed?"



Faramir shook his head throught the tears. He could not believe it his father was hugging him for the first time he could remember. He wondered if this new found love would last, but he did not wish to ruin the moment.



He let his father go for a minute and ran up to Theoden. "I would like to thank you for bringing me home and giving me a place to stay." he said with a bow.



"We shall always be there for you should you find need little one and with that he and Eomer turned to leave this family alone in their reunion.



Little did they know years later things would be different but for now all was well in Middle Earth.