Ch. 32
Gandalf smiled and rested his hand on Aragorn's shoulder. "You will be the best father a child could ask for."
"A small life within my wife is now my responsibility. What if I fail? Stakes are never higher than when a man tries to raise a child."
"Lord Aragorn," Pippin said.
"Pippin, my friend," Aragorn said, smiling just a little. "You do not have need to address me so properly. Aragorn or Strider will do."
"Aragorn," Pippin restarted. "This child will be lucky to have you and Lady Arwen as parents. You won't fail."
"Thank you, Pippin," Aragorn chuckled.
Gandalf apologized, saying they had to speak with Elrond and Galadriel. They excused themselves and continued down the hall.
Galadriel spoke before any of them could say anything. "Are you sure that this is the way?"
"Yes," said Pippin, puffing out his chest.
Elrond spoke next. "And if you are wrong? I can see no outcome for this plan, for there are too many possibilities of success. . . and of failure."
"We won't fail." Merry and Pippin growled in unison.
"I do not think, Lord Elrond, Lady Galadriel," Gandalf began, "That anything can go wrong, as long as everyone works together."
Elrond glanced at Galadriel before looking back at them. "What?" asked Merry. "What was that about?"
"You already are upon a sizeable obstacle."
"That is?" asked Pippin.
"Rosie Gamgee."
"Yes, we need your help in getting Sam-" He paused, glancing around. "-you know- without Rosie or Elanor knowing, and that's a grand task-" Pippin babbled before he was interrupted in his mind.
Therein lies the problem. Galadriel's soothing voice ensnared his mind. Rosie and Elanor must help. No path, without them at your side, can lead to the revival of Sam. His life is in his family, now, as well.
Pippin sighed, resigned. "So, let's make an announcement." He walked around Bag-end, rousing those in the bliss of sleep and gathering those who were awake over to Sam's bed.
"Everyone, I have news for you all. Sam will get better. . . but only with all of your help."
Gandalf smiled and rested his hand on Aragorn's shoulder. "You will be the best father a child could ask for."
"A small life within my wife is now my responsibility. What if I fail? Stakes are never higher than when a man tries to raise a child."
"Lord Aragorn," Pippin said.
"Pippin, my friend," Aragorn said, smiling just a little. "You do not have need to address me so properly. Aragorn or Strider will do."
"Aragorn," Pippin restarted. "This child will be lucky to have you and Lady Arwen as parents. You won't fail."
"Thank you, Pippin," Aragorn chuckled.
Gandalf apologized, saying they had to speak with Elrond and Galadriel. They excused themselves and continued down the hall.
Galadriel spoke before any of them could say anything. "Are you sure that this is the way?"
"Yes," said Pippin, puffing out his chest.
Elrond spoke next. "And if you are wrong? I can see no outcome for this plan, for there are too many possibilities of success. . . and of failure."
"We won't fail." Merry and Pippin growled in unison.
"I do not think, Lord Elrond, Lady Galadriel," Gandalf began, "That anything can go wrong, as long as everyone works together."
Elrond glanced at Galadriel before looking back at them. "What?" asked Merry. "What was that about?"
"You already are upon a sizeable obstacle."
"That is?" asked Pippin.
"Rosie Gamgee."
"Yes, we need your help in getting Sam-" He paused, glancing around. "-you know- without Rosie or Elanor knowing, and that's a grand task-" Pippin babbled before he was interrupted in his mind.
Therein lies the problem. Galadriel's soothing voice ensnared his mind. Rosie and Elanor must help. No path, without them at your side, can lead to the revival of Sam. His life is in his family, now, as well.
Pippin sighed, resigned. "So, let's make an announcement." He walked around Bag-end, rousing those in the bliss of sleep and gathering those who were awake over to Sam's bed.
"Everyone, I have news for you all. Sam will get better. . . but only with all of your help."
