~She slept, quietly and what seemed like soundly for the first time in ages. He ran his finger along a strand of golden hair that lay against her pale cheek. He brought that hand down her shoulder and along her hips. "I love you." he quietly whispered into her ear.~
Merry paced wildly back and forth in the den, feveriously biting on his thumb nail and his eyes focused on the floor below his feet. "See anything, yet?" he asked.
"No," Pippin replied from the window, chewing on his apple.
"Great," Merry let out a sigh and continued his pacing. She was to be arriving today. Not a word in six months, and he received a scroll last month, saying that she would be arriving. "Anything yet?"
"Just because you keep askin', doesn't mean she's gonna magically arrive,"
"I know, just...keep watching,"
Pippin rolled his eyes and put focus back on the window.
Merry ran both hands through his hair, tightly gripping at his thick locks, pulling at the roots, hard. For a few months after she left, he had almost totally forgotten about her. About everything, all had gone back to normal, except for the fact that Estella still refused to speak to him. No, can't think of Estella now...
"Merry," Pippin quietly spoke.
"What?" Merry slowly came to a stop.
"Come here," Pippin put his apple down and pointed out the window; Merry peered over his shoulder. Two horses, with cloaked figures appeared at the end of the road, getting closer. Merry swallowed the growing lump in his throat. "Merry, are you all right?"
"I can't go out there on my own," Merry replied. rimming his eyes, but not falling out.
"I'll be with you, Merry," Pippin held to Merry's shoulder. He offered his older cousin a smile, as the two slowly made their way outside, to the dirt path. The horses had stopped. One rider was clad in a black cape, covering her face and body, the other rider had a light cape, her features out in the open.
"Master Brandybuck?" a woman asked, climbing off the horse.
"Yes?" Merry choked out.
She had in her hands, a small bundle, wrapped in a fresh white cloth. To the Big Folk, the baby was tiny, able to fit into the two hands of the servant woman. She walked to Merry, and he reached out.
"This is your daughter," the servant pulled away as soon as she was free of the child.
Merry felt all the breath in his lungs escape as he looked down at the wee babe. He felt Pippin take his arm, as to make sure he didn't fall over, but his eyes weren't leaving the baby.
She was asleep, large eyelashes standing out against her pale skin. She was hobbitish in her size, and the fact that she had small pointed ears, sticking out past curly, golden hair. "What's her name?" he barely managed to muster.
"Simblemynë," the servant said. "It is the flower of our people."
"It's beautiful," Pippin offered, trying to bring some other emotion to the situation.
"She's younger," the servant told.
"Younger?" Merry repeated back and finally looked up. "Younger than what?"
"Your son," Eowyn finally and quietly spoke from her horse.
"What?"
"We didn't know about Simblemynë," the servant took the son from Eowyn's grasp and went back to Merry. "He was first."
"Pippin," Merry almost panicky called. The servant passed the son to Pippin. Merry glanced over, the son was awake, and staring back at him with large, green eyes. He reached his tiny hand out.
The servant went back to the horse and returned with several bags. "There are some bottles and milk in there, as well as some linens and each of them has their own toy they like to sleep with. Simblemynë likes the stuffed rabbit and Théodoc has a horse. There are also some scrolls in there on how to care for them," the servant bowed and went to back to her horse.
"Eowyn, wait," Merry called out. "Please..."
"I'm sorry, Merry," she said, not even lifting her head. She kicked her heals on the side of the horse and she and the servant were out of sight.
A single tear rolled down Merry's face as he looked down at Simblemynë in his arms. She was beginning to wake.
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Hope you've enjoyed. And I did boost the rating to PG-13 just to let some of you know. And I know I've seen the name Théodoc somewhere before, but I can't put my finger one it...anyhow. Thank you for reviewing and keep them up!
Merry paced wildly back and forth in the den, feveriously biting on his thumb nail and his eyes focused on the floor below his feet. "See anything, yet?" he asked.
"No," Pippin replied from the window, chewing on his apple.
"Great," Merry let out a sigh and continued his pacing. She was to be arriving today. Not a word in six months, and he received a scroll last month, saying that she would be arriving. "Anything yet?"
"Just because you keep askin', doesn't mean she's gonna magically arrive,"
"I know, just...keep watching,"
Pippin rolled his eyes and put focus back on the window.
Merry ran both hands through his hair, tightly gripping at his thick locks, pulling at the roots, hard. For a few months after she left, he had almost totally forgotten about her. About everything, all had gone back to normal, except for the fact that Estella still refused to speak to him. No, can't think of Estella now...
"Merry," Pippin quietly spoke.
"What?" Merry slowly came to a stop.
"Come here," Pippin put his apple down and pointed out the window; Merry peered over his shoulder. Two horses, with cloaked figures appeared at the end of the road, getting closer. Merry swallowed the growing lump in his throat. "Merry, are you all right?"
"I can't go out there on my own," Merry replied. rimming his eyes, but not falling out.
"I'll be with you, Merry," Pippin held to Merry's shoulder. He offered his older cousin a smile, as the two slowly made their way outside, to the dirt path. The horses had stopped. One rider was clad in a black cape, covering her face and body, the other rider had a light cape, her features out in the open.
"Master Brandybuck?" a woman asked, climbing off the horse.
"Yes?" Merry choked out.
She had in her hands, a small bundle, wrapped in a fresh white cloth. To the Big Folk, the baby was tiny, able to fit into the two hands of the servant woman. She walked to Merry, and he reached out.
"This is your daughter," the servant pulled away as soon as she was free of the child.
Merry felt all the breath in his lungs escape as he looked down at the wee babe. He felt Pippin take his arm, as to make sure he didn't fall over, but his eyes weren't leaving the baby.
She was asleep, large eyelashes standing out against her pale skin. She was hobbitish in her size, and the fact that she had small pointed ears, sticking out past curly, golden hair. "What's her name?" he barely managed to muster.
"Simblemynë," the servant said. "It is the flower of our people."
"It's beautiful," Pippin offered, trying to bring some other emotion to the situation.
"She's younger," the servant told.
"Younger?" Merry repeated back and finally looked up. "Younger than what?"
"Your son," Eowyn finally and quietly spoke from her horse.
"What?"
"We didn't know about Simblemynë," the servant took the son from Eowyn's grasp and went back to Merry. "He was first."
"Pippin," Merry almost panicky called. The servant passed the son to Pippin. Merry glanced over, the son was awake, and staring back at him with large, green eyes. He reached his tiny hand out.
The servant went back to the horse and returned with several bags. "There are some bottles and milk in there, as well as some linens and each of them has their own toy they like to sleep with. Simblemynë likes the stuffed rabbit and Théodoc has a horse. There are also some scrolls in there on how to care for them," the servant bowed and went to back to her horse.
"Eowyn, wait," Merry called out. "Please..."
"I'm sorry, Merry," she said, not even lifting her head. She kicked her heals on the side of the horse and she and the servant were out of sight.
A single tear rolled down Merry's face as he looked down at Simblemynë in his arms. She was beginning to wake.
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Hope you've enjoyed. And I did boost the rating to PG-13 just to let some of you know. And I know I've seen the name Théodoc somewhere before, but I can't put my finger one it...anyhow. Thank you for reviewing and keep them up!