Author's Note, Disclaimer
**does frantic disco dancing in computer chair** Yes! I love reviews! I'm such a review whore. But you guys are awesome. I woke up the other morning and got on the internet to check the school cancellations and I read all your reviews first thing. It made my entire day!
Lady S- Hahaha, I love Ewan McGregor. He's sexy, and he can sing! It's like buying your favorite cereal and finding an awesome toy inside. But not quite.... I do really like "Down with Love" though. But I have to say that my favorite line would have to be when Renee Zellweger asks him if he wants a drink and he says "Well I'd sure love a Tang!" Plus, thanks for the wonderful review.
GoGoTorturegirlYeah- Muhahahhaahaha!!!! Evil cliffhanger!!!!!! Hey what can I say about it? I learned it from you!
Nikki- Yeah, I think I really annoyed my mom. Every time they'd show a shot of the LotR people I'd be like "See! He isn't there!" or "He isn't back yet!"
Fox Gloves- Congrats! You are the official newest reviewer! And you lead me to my next statement which is.....
Okay, the format here changes a little, this chapter DOES NOT, I repeat DOES NOT jump back to the future. It stays in the past, where Merry and Pippin are still facing a few problems the next morning. All of it is through Merry's point of view except one weensy little part that I wanted to make Pippin's. But it's an emotional Pippin. And you'll know when you get to that part cause I have labeled it for your convenience.
Also, I want to say that I got the scripting for this scene (in the movie) from a wonderful website, www.legomirk.com . The transcripts are under miscellaneous.
I don't own them! But if you can get me Pippin wrapped up in a box for my 16th birthday I promise I'll be your slave for a year!
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Merry cursed himself silently for his anger the night before. He was gone. To where, Merry didn't know.
He got up, fumbling with the blanket, and ran across the large room. He had been taking all of his fear out on Pippin, who in fact had just made a simple mistake. Of course, it had been a simple mistake that could have killed him.
Focusing his attention on his worrying again, Merry did not see the corner ahead and ran smack in to it.
He muttered a few curses under his breath. This was not how he had wanted to start his morning. But his luck changed shortly.
Ahead of him was Pippin, being pulled along by a rather annoyed looking Gandalf. Merry shook his head, as if somehow to shake off the pain in his head, and hurried after them.
He followed them into a rather large hall, where, on his throne, sat an elegant looking Theoden. Merry slipped in quietly and sat down next to Pippin.
"There was no lie in Pippin's eyes." Gandalf was saying to Theoden.
Aragorn, Legolas, and Gimli were not faraway. Pippin ignored Merry's prescence.
"A fool, but an honest fool he remains." Gandalf said.
"Pip?"
No answer.
Pippin simply sat there, looking remorseful, his eyes avoiding those of everyone else in the room.
"Pippin!" Merry hissed. He wasn't going to be ignored.
Pippin jerked around to face Merry, his eyes sad and angry.
"What Merry?!"
Merry looked at him, Pippin's face expressionless. Only his eyes gave away any sign of emotion within him. They sat for a long time, looking at each other.
"I'm sorry." Merry finally managed to whisper.
Merry caught the softening in Pippin's eyes before he turned away.
"Things are now in motion that cannot be undone. I ride for Minas Tirith."
Gandalf said, looking at Pippin
"And I won't be going alone.
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It happened quickly.
Gandalf told Pippin to get his things, they were to leave for Minas Tirith immediately.
Merry stood and watched them walk out of the hall, his heart beating too fast for it's own good. He threw a glance back at Aragorn and Theoden, who were still in conversation, then leaving them behind, he followed after Pippin.
Neither spoke as Pippin packed his few things. Merry stood and silently watched his friend.
No, he was more than a friend.
A lover.
And he was leaving.
Leaving for somewhere they'd never been. Leaving with the Dark Lord after them. Leaving without Merry.
*******************(Pippin)******************
He didn't know how it had felt.
How it felt to have the Dark Lord, Sauron, or whatever his name was, inside your head.
To have him hurting you.
Merry didn't know how much his own words had hurt.
Merry didn't know how it felt to have to the one person you've every loved more than anything tell you they didn't want you there with them.
Every word he spoke had burned. Taking the form of hot, angry tears that stung his cheeks.
It wasn't supposed to happen like that. He wasn't supposed to be left alone, in the cold dark, curled up like a child. He wasn't supposed to feel the heartache so strong when Merry turned away from him.
And he wasn't supposed to fall in love all over again the next morning, when tension still hung around them like a cloud, and they left every other thought behind.
But he couldn't tell him that.
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Merry followed Gandalf to the stables while Pippin lagged behind, still not saying more than two words that morning.
Merry thought he would burst inside if someone didn't say something.
"Why did you look? Why do you always have to look?"
Well maybe he shouldn't have brought that up.
"Don't know. I can't help it!" Pippin answered defensively, catching up to them slightly.
"You never can..."
"I'm sorry, all right!"
Merry stopped and turned around. Pippin looked at him with weary red eyes, his tangled hair catching the sunlight and looking gold in the afternoon's glow, most of the curls falling over his forehead. He looked at him with the simplicity of one's own sorrow.
"I won't do it again."
It seemed much more than a simple promise. Pippin was offering his soul through his eyes. Merry walked over to him, wanting to feel the ever familiar closeness again.
"You don't understand." Merry said, studying his face, taking in every detail one last time. "The enemy thinks you have the ring. He's looking for you Pippin. They have to get you out of here." He said softly.
Merry can see the change in his eyes, the sudden desperation, the confusion.
"And you're coming with me?"
Suddenly, last night doesn't matter anymore. Whatever happened was not nearly as important as this. Merry can't answer, he can't look in those eyes anymore. He turns and walks away. Why does it have to be like this?
"Merry?"
He doesn't speak, he just lets Pippin follow him to the stables where Gandalf is waiting. He watches Pippin be helped onto the horse. He can't turn back now.
Merry digs in his pockets and pulls out a small pack. He hands it to Pippin, their hands lingering at the touch.
"Something for the road." Merry says, trying to smile.
"The last of the Longbottom Leaf." Pippin says, smiling weakly. He meets Merry's own sad eyes.
"I know you've run out. You smoke too much Pip." Merry says softly. He doesn't want to look away. And he couldn't have if he had wanted to anyway. The lump in his throat doesn't seem quite as small anymore, and Merry realizes he hasn't let go of Pippin's hand yet.
"But we'll see each other soon..." Pippin says, squeezing Merry's hand harder
"Won't we?"
He wants to tell him that yes of course they will, he wants to tell Pippin that he loves him, that everything will be fine.
But it won't. And he can't.
Merry squeezes back, his voice weak "I don't know..."
He steps back, stumbling a little, and Gandalf mounts Shadowfax, but he never looks away.
"I don't know what's going to happen."
They're leaving.
"Merry!"
Shadowfax breaks into a gallop. Pippin's leaving...
"Merry!!"
Merry can hear his heart beating in his ears, feel his blood rushing to his head. He runs from the stables and up a watchtower.
"Merry!"
This time it's just Aragorn calling after him.
He pays no heed. He can't let them leave.
Merry watches Pippin ride away, sobbing, ignoring the world around him. Because now the only thing that existed was the pain.
The stinging reality that he was gone.
The awful truth of his own weakness.
He hadn't told him he'd loved him when that was really all that had mattered.
Pippin was riding into an uncertain future and Merry wasn't with him.
He should have told him.
He should have told him he loved him more than anything in Middle Earth.
But it was too late.
He was gone.
********************** Review! Please? I have to go get the new chapter posted now!
**does frantic disco dancing in computer chair** Yes! I love reviews! I'm such a review whore. But you guys are awesome. I woke up the other morning and got on the internet to check the school cancellations and I read all your reviews first thing. It made my entire day!
Lady S- Hahaha, I love Ewan McGregor. He's sexy, and he can sing! It's like buying your favorite cereal and finding an awesome toy inside. But not quite.... I do really like "Down with Love" though. But I have to say that my favorite line would have to be when Renee Zellweger asks him if he wants a drink and he says "Well I'd sure love a Tang!" Plus, thanks for the wonderful review.
GoGoTorturegirlYeah- Muhahahhaahaha!!!! Evil cliffhanger!!!!!! Hey what can I say about it? I learned it from you!
Nikki- Yeah, I think I really annoyed my mom. Every time they'd show a shot of the LotR people I'd be like "See! He isn't there!" or "He isn't back yet!"
Fox Gloves- Congrats! You are the official newest reviewer! And you lead me to my next statement which is.....
Okay, the format here changes a little, this chapter DOES NOT, I repeat DOES NOT jump back to the future. It stays in the past, where Merry and Pippin are still facing a few problems the next morning. All of it is through Merry's point of view except one weensy little part that I wanted to make Pippin's. But it's an emotional Pippin. And you'll know when you get to that part cause I have labeled it for your convenience.
Also, I want to say that I got the scripting for this scene (in the movie) from a wonderful website, www.legomirk.com . The transcripts are under miscellaneous.
I don't own them! But if you can get me Pippin wrapped up in a box for my 16th birthday I promise I'll be your slave for a year!
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Merry cursed himself silently for his anger the night before. He was gone. To where, Merry didn't know.
He got up, fumbling with the blanket, and ran across the large room. He had been taking all of his fear out on Pippin, who in fact had just made a simple mistake. Of course, it had been a simple mistake that could have killed him.
Focusing his attention on his worrying again, Merry did not see the corner ahead and ran smack in to it.
He muttered a few curses under his breath. This was not how he had wanted to start his morning. But his luck changed shortly.
Ahead of him was Pippin, being pulled along by a rather annoyed looking Gandalf. Merry shook his head, as if somehow to shake off the pain in his head, and hurried after them.
He followed them into a rather large hall, where, on his throne, sat an elegant looking Theoden. Merry slipped in quietly and sat down next to Pippin.
"There was no lie in Pippin's eyes." Gandalf was saying to Theoden.
Aragorn, Legolas, and Gimli were not faraway. Pippin ignored Merry's prescence.
"A fool, but an honest fool he remains." Gandalf said.
"Pip?"
No answer.
Pippin simply sat there, looking remorseful, his eyes avoiding those of everyone else in the room.
"Pippin!" Merry hissed. He wasn't going to be ignored.
Pippin jerked around to face Merry, his eyes sad and angry.
"What Merry?!"
Merry looked at him, Pippin's face expressionless. Only his eyes gave away any sign of emotion within him. They sat for a long time, looking at each other.
"I'm sorry." Merry finally managed to whisper.
Merry caught the softening in Pippin's eyes before he turned away.
"Things are now in motion that cannot be undone. I ride for Minas Tirith."
Gandalf said, looking at Pippin
"And I won't be going alone.
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It happened quickly.
Gandalf told Pippin to get his things, they were to leave for Minas Tirith immediately.
Merry stood and watched them walk out of the hall, his heart beating too fast for it's own good. He threw a glance back at Aragorn and Theoden, who were still in conversation, then leaving them behind, he followed after Pippin.
Neither spoke as Pippin packed his few things. Merry stood and silently watched his friend.
No, he was more than a friend.
A lover.
And he was leaving.
Leaving for somewhere they'd never been. Leaving with the Dark Lord after them. Leaving without Merry.
*******************(Pippin)******************
He didn't know how it had felt.
How it felt to have the Dark Lord, Sauron, or whatever his name was, inside your head.
To have him hurting you.
Merry didn't know how much his own words had hurt.
Merry didn't know how it felt to have to the one person you've every loved more than anything tell you they didn't want you there with them.
Every word he spoke had burned. Taking the form of hot, angry tears that stung his cheeks.
It wasn't supposed to happen like that. He wasn't supposed to be left alone, in the cold dark, curled up like a child. He wasn't supposed to feel the heartache so strong when Merry turned away from him.
And he wasn't supposed to fall in love all over again the next morning, when tension still hung around them like a cloud, and they left every other thought behind.
But he couldn't tell him that.
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Merry followed Gandalf to the stables while Pippin lagged behind, still not saying more than two words that morning.
Merry thought he would burst inside if someone didn't say something.
"Why did you look? Why do you always have to look?"
Well maybe he shouldn't have brought that up.
"Don't know. I can't help it!" Pippin answered defensively, catching up to them slightly.
"You never can..."
"I'm sorry, all right!"
Merry stopped and turned around. Pippin looked at him with weary red eyes, his tangled hair catching the sunlight and looking gold in the afternoon's glow, most of the curls falling over his forehead. He looked at him with the simplicity of one's own sorrow.
"I won't do it again."
It seemed much more than a simple promise. Pippin was offering his soul through his eyes. Merry walked over to him, wanting to feel the ever familiar closeness again.
"You don't understand." Merry said, studying his face, taking in every detail one last time. "The enemy thinks you have the ring. He's looking for you Pippin. They have to get you out of here." He said softly.
Merry can see the change in his eyes, the sudden desperation, the confusion.
"And you're coming with me?"
Suddenly, last night doesn't matter anymore. Whatever happened was not nearly as important as this. Merry can't answer, he can't look in those eyes anymore. He turns and walks away. Why does it have to be like this?
"Merry?"
He doesn't speak, he just lets Pippin follow him to the stables where Gandalf is waiting. He watches Pippin be helped onto the horse. He can't turn back now.
Merry digs in his pockets and pulls out a small pack. He hands it to Pippin, their hands lingering at the touch.
"Something for the road." Merry says, trying to smile.
"The last of the Longbottom Leaf." Pippin says, smiling weakly. He meets Merry's own sad eyes.
"I know you've run out. You smoke too much Pip." Merry says softly. He doesn't want to look away. And he couldn't have if he had wanted to anyway. The lump in his throat doesn't seem quite as small anymore, and Merry realizes he hasn't let go of Pippin's hand yet.
"But we'll see each other soon..." Pippin says, squeezing Merry's hand harder
"Won't we?"
He wants to tell him that yes of course they will, he wants to tell Pippin that he loves him, that everything will be fine.
But it won't. And he can't.
Merry squeezes back, his voice weak "I don't know..."
He steps back, stumbling a little, and Gandalf mounts Shadowfax, but he never looks away.
"I don't know what's going to happen."
They're leaving.
"Merry!"
Shadowfax breaks into a gallop. Pippin's leaving...
"Merry!!"
Merry can hear his heart beating in his ears, feel his blood rushing to his head. He runs from the stables and up a watchtower.
"Merry!"
This time it's just Aragorn calling after him.
He pays no heed. He can't let them leave.
Merry watches Pippin ride away, sobbing, ignoring the world around him. Because now the only thing that existed was the pain.
The stinging reality that he was gone.
The awful truth of his own weakness.
He hadn't told him he'd loved him when that was really all that had mattered.
Pippin was riding into an uncertain future and Merry wasn't with him.
He should have told him.
He should have told him he loved him more than anything in Middle Earth.
But it was too late.
He was gone.
********************** Review! Please? I have to go get the new chapter posted now!