Author's Note and DISCLAIMERS! So I'm pretty sure that I've forgotten to do disclaimers for the past two chapters. I apologize a thousand times over. I own none of the characters in this story, or any of the basic plot line. I just mess with everything that J.R.R. Tolkien owns. Please don't sue me and take all my stuff that I do own.

So this is a REALLY short chapter. And it goes back to the present. And it's fluffy. Yay for short fluffy things. OMG, I get to write the scene where Pip finds Merry now! More fluff! Woohoo! Please Review! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Merry?"

"Hmm...?"

Pippin wriggled out of Merry's arms and sat up.

"It's getting dark."

Merry propped himself up on his elbow and looked around. "So it is."

"Can we be going to the Inn now then?"

Pippin as pretty sure he had always been this fidgety, and he was tired of lying on this stone. It's wasn't that he didn't want to be wrapped up in Merry's arms anymore, but he was sure that the Inn could provide much more...err...comfortable surroundings, than the quay did.

Merry looked up at him and smiled, Pippin continued.

"And drink ale till we're content and curl up in a bed together and be happy and warm and cozy all night?"

Merry sat up and looked him straight in the eyes.

"Of course Pip. But you failed to mention falling asleep with your fingers tangled into my hair."

Pippin smiled mischievously. "I had almost forgotten."