Chapter Four
I had gotten up before him and got dressed. Before leaving I placed a kiss on his cheek and headed out. When I got back, he was gone. He left a note saying something about going to the field with Merry.
In some ways my husband wasn't the same man he was as when we left the Shire five years ago. None of us were the same, but he, who used to get into trouble and be so carefree, was no a bit more stable and put more thought into his actions before carrying them out, but I would still get random notes and hear stories of two hobbits in Farmer Maggot's crop.
I discarded the note into the fire that I had a kettle resting over. I sat a cup on the table and poured myself some tea. As I sat, the front door opened and Pippin came in. I inconspicuously took a very, small leather satchel out of my pocket and placed it next to the cup.
"Mornin'," he kissed me on the check before taking some bread off the table and sitting on the other side. "You were gone when I woke up."
I nodded and started to unfold the leather. "I went to see Rosie."
"How's she doin' with the baby?"
"Fine," I started to sprinkle the herbs in my tea.
He scrunched his eyebrows. "What's that?"
"Just some nettles and dandelion," I coyly replied and slowly started to stir in my cup. I bit down on my lip almost hard enough to cause bleeding. I had to tell him sooner or later... "It's, uh, it's supposed to be good for, uh, for expectant mothers."
"I think I remember hearin' about that..." he trailed off once he had gotten the hint. I stopped my stirring and kept my eyes on the table. "Wist," was all he uttered.
I slowly rose my head and looked at him with tears in my eyes. "Gonna have a baby Pippin."
There was an almost awkward silence until suddenly he leapt across the table and kissed me. "This is great!" he whispered in my ear.
"You're not upset or anything?"
He pulled away. "Of course not!" his face had been painted with over ecstatic glee. "This is just...it's..." he stopped his blabbering and slowly moved his hand to my stomach, but paused.
"You can touch," I smiled. He placed his hand on my belly, right where it was growing.
"Right there," he gasped.
"Yes, right there," more tears. He hugged me, but kept his hand on my stomach and I could feel him sniffle back a sob. I would let my doubts work themselves out later.
******
"Pippin, please," I tugged on his sleeve. Someone he had persuaded me to go out to the Green Dragon with him, despite my upset stomach.
"Come on, Wisteria," he begged. "They're goin' find out soon anyway."
I watched his large, green eyes and let out a heavy sigh. "Fine."
"Great," he stood on top a table with a mug in his hand. "Can I have everyone's attention?"
The patrons paused a bit, perhaps expecting a song or drunken toast. "What will it be this time?" Fatty Bolger asked. " 'To the Bottle'?"
"No!" Pippin spat to the drunken hobbit. "As many of you know, my wife, Wisteria and I have been married for three months now, in fact most of you showed up at the reception and well," he reached down and took my hand. "And there's no point puttin' it off any longer, I'm goin' to be a dad!" there was a small gasp followed by a gap of silence before the crowed cheered for us. I could see that some of them were weary of the idea of Peregrin Took being a father.
He jumped off the table and planted a large, happy kiss on my lips. "In honor of this blessed event." Mr. Cotton said. "You, Mr. Took, get a free mug on the house! Rosie, take it over for him!" Rosie nodded and did as she was told.
"Here you go, Pip," she smiled and handed him the drink.
Merry, Sam, and Frodo (along with some other hobbits) came over to Pippin, shaking his hand and congratulating me.
"Scary thought the day Pippin would be fathering a child," Sam laughed.
"Pip's finally growing up," Merry rested a hand on his cousin's shoulder.
"You boys are acting like Pippin's the only one involved!" Rosie told. "Wisteria's the one doing all the work. Pippin actually did very little."
The boys laughed at Rosie's remark and jostled him a bit, then Frodo focused on me. "A toast to Wisteria," he picked up his mug.
"Wisteria!" the patrons repeated. I felt my cheeks flushing red as I tried to look away.
"And the new baby!" Fatty announced. "May he be as good looking as his mother, but smarter than his father!" again the crowd laughed and took sips of their ales.
Pippin sat down next to me, taking my hand as costumers came to speak and congratulate us. Some said we were one of the fastest couples to start off a family.
Rosie took a seat on the other side from be. "Are you feeling better?"
"A little," I exhaled. "Just incredibly nervous. I don't even feel like a wife. I just, I feel that we've just been having one very long sleep over...I'm only thirty-one, Rosie."
She sympathetically smiled at me and placed a hand on mine. "You have nothing to worry for. Pippin will make a grand father, and once you really feel that baby, you'll feel better." She had one hand on her belly. I tried smiling back, but I still felt a sinking feeling inside.
******
She was distant the whole night, and dinn'a even talk to me until we got home.
"Wisteria," I asked. She sat on the edge of the bed, back facin' me. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing," she replied, standin' and blowin' a candle out before crawlin' next to me.
"I know you're lyin'," I told her. She wasn't facin' me. "Please, talk to me. We never kept anythin' from each other before."
She slowly rolled to me. "I'm scared Pippin." I could see the moonlight reflectin' in her tears.
"Why?"
"We...we haven't even gotten time to be used to being married yet and, there's a baby Pippin. A baby in six months, and I don't even know-"
"Shh," I softly kissed her. "We don't need to know anythin' right now. Just get some rest, okay?" she nodded and I kissed her forehead. She rolled away from me and to the window.
I dinn'a know what to say to her, to make her feel better or to make her doubts go away. The more I thought about it, the more scared I was gettin'. I dinn'a want to think of it anymore that night.
I just put my arm around her waist and she put her hand over mine. I smiled.
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Woo I'm proud of myself the chapters are long! LOL. Hope you liked it!
PS- Chapter Three was tweaked a bit. I changed it that Rosie hadn't given birth to baby Frodo yet.
I had gotten up before him and got dressed. Before leaving I placed a kiss on his cheek and headed out. When I got back, he was gone. He left a note saying something about going to the field with Merry.
In some ways my husband wasn't the same man he was as when we left the Shire five years ago. None of us were the same, but he, who used to get into trouble and be so carefree, was no a bit more stable and put more thought into his actions before carrying them out, but I would still get random notes and hear stories of two hobbits in Farmer Maggot's crop.
I discarded the note into the fire that I had a kettle resting over. I sat a cup on the table and poured myself some tea. As I sat, the front door opened and Pippin came in. I inconspicuously took a very, small leather satchel out of my pocket and placed it next to the cup.
"Mornin'," he kissed me on the check before taking some bread off the table and sitting on the other side. "You were gone when I woke up."
I nodded and started to unfold the leather. "I went to see Rosie."
"How's she doin' with the baby?"
"Fine," I started to sprinkle the herbs in my tea.
He scrunched his eyebrows. "What's that?"
"Just some nettles and dandelion," I coyly replied and slowly started to stir in my cup. I bit down on my lip almost hard enough to cause bleeding. I had to tell him sooner or later... "It's, uh, it's supposed to be good for, uh, for expectant mothers."
"I think I remember hearin' about that..." he trailed off once he had gotten the hint. I stopped my stirring and kept my eyes on the table. "Wist," was all he uttered.
I slowly rose my head and looked at him with tears in my eyes. "Gonna have a baby Pippin."
There was an almost awkward silence until suddenly he leapt across the table and kissed me. "This is great!" he whispered in my ear.
"You're not upset or anything?"
He pulled away. "Of course not!" his face had been painted with over ecstatic glee. "This is just...it's..." he stopped his blabbering and slowly moved his hand to my stomach, but paused.
"You can touch," I smiled. He placed his hand on my belly, right where it was growing.
"Right there," he gasped.
"Yes, right there," more tears. He hugged me, but kept his hand on my stomach and I could feel him sniffle back a sob. I would let my doubts work themselves out later.
******
"Pippin, please," I tugged on his sleeve. Someone he had persuaded me to go out to the Green Dragon with him, despite my upset stomach.
"Come on, Wisteria," he begged. "They're goin' find out soon anyway."
I watched his large, green eyes and let out a heavy sigh. "Fine."
"Great," he stood on top a table with a mug in his hand. "Can I have everyone's attention?"
The patrons paused a bit, perhaps expecting a song or drunken toast. "What will it be this time?" Fatty Bolger asked. " 'To the Bottle'?"
"No!" Pippin spat to the drunken hobbit. "As many of you know, my wife, Wisteria and I have been married for three months now, in fact most of you showed up at the reception and well," he reached down and took my hand. "And there's no point puttin' it off any longer, I'm goin' to be a dad!" there was a small gasp followed by a gap of silence before the crowed cheered for us. I could see that some of them were weary of the idea of Peregrin Took being a father.
He jumped off the table and planted a large, happy kiss on my lips. "In honor of this blessed event." Mr. Cotton said. "You, Mr. Took, get a free mug on the house! Rosie, take it over for him!" Rosie nodded and did as she was told.
"Here you go, Pip," she smiled and handed him the drink.
Merry, Sam, and Frodo (along with some other hobbits) came over to Pippin, shaking his hand and congratulating me.
"Scary thought the day Pippin would be fathering a child," Sam laughed.
"Pip's finally growing up," Merry rested a hand on his cousin's shoulder.
"You boys are acting like Pippin's the only one involved!" Rosie told. "Wisteria's the one doing all the work. Pippin actually did very little."
The boys laughed at Rosie's remark and jostled him a bit, then Frodo focused on me. "A toast to Wisteria," he picked up his mug.
"Wisteria!" the patrons repeated. I felt my cheeks flushing red as I tried to look away.
"And the new baby!" Fatty announced. "May he be as good looking as his mother, but smarter than his father!" again the crowd laughed and took sips of their ales.
Pippin sat down next to me, taking my hand as costumers came to speak and congratulate us. Some said we were one of the fastest couples to start off a family.
Rosie took a seat on the other side from be. "Are you feeling better?"
"A little," I exhaled. "Just incredibly nervous. I don't even feel like a wife. I just, I feel that we've just been having one very long sleep over...I'm only thirty-one, Rosie."
She sympathetically smiled at me and placed a hand on mine. "You have nothing to worry for. Pippin will make a grand father, and once you really feel that baby, you'll feel better." She had one hand on her belly. I tried smiling back, but I still felt a sinking feeling inside.
******
She was distant the whole night, and dinn'a even talk to me until we got home.
"Wisteria," I asked. She sat on the edge of the bed, back facin' me. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing," she replied, standin' and blowin' a candle out before crawlin' next to me.
"I know you're lyin'," I told her. She wasn't facin' me. "Please, talk to me. We never kept anythin' from each other before."
She slowly rolled to me. "I'm scared Pippin." I could see the moonlight reflectin' in her tears.
"Why?"
"We...we haven't even gotten time to be used to being married yet and, there's a baby Pippin. A baby in six months, and I don't even know-"
"Shh," I softly kissed her. "We don't need to know anythin' right now. Just get some rest, okay?" she nodded and I kissed her forehead. She rolled away from me and to the window.
I dinn'a know what to say to her, to make her feel better or to make her doubts go away. The more I thought about it, the more scared I was gettin'. I dinn'a want to think of it anymore that night.
I just put my arm around her waist and she put her hand over mine. I smiled.
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Woo I'm proud of myself the chapters are long! LOL. Hope you liked it!
PS- Chapter Three was tweaked a bit. I changed it that Rosie hadn't given birth to baby Frodo yet.