Author's Note
Lady S.- LADY S. WAS MY 5OTH REVIEWER! Yes! More plushies! For everyone! *throws random plushies into the air* Oh god, I'm just now watching the extended edition of the fellowship. I'm borrowing it from a friend and then as soon as I'm done with it I'm getting the Two Towers extended from someone else. More emotional?! Are you kidding me?! I'm going to die. Did anyone else practically sob at the part where everyone bowed to the hobbits? Oh, and P.S., your Faramir plushie come equipped with a real sword and muzzle so it can fend off that orc plushie of yours. Now is it a good thing that you fell off your chair or not?
Pippinrules1234- (hehe, pippin does rule) Thank you thank you thank you! New reviewers rock!
Nekomoongirl- Yes, Denethor was completely and truly insane. So we must forgive him of his fell deeds and eating tomatoes like there's no tomorrow. But I was also very, very happy when he died.
Nikki- I would die without my computer for 3 days. Even though it's tempermental and tends to have fits everyday at least I still love it. **looks fondly at computer**
Lol, and neither would I mind doing that with them. (see chapter 15)
Kiki- Another rockin new reviewer! Go you! You rock! Lol, sorry. Feel free to ramble about the endless hotness of Ewan anytime at all...because there is no limit to rambling on this story's reviews.
Anyway, I split chapter 16 into two chapters. This one is where Pippin finds Merry. Emotional ramblings and some Switchfoot lyrics at the beginning. Chapter 17 will be fluff, fluff and more fluff. It's........the houses of healing!!!!! And I'm working on it as much as I can, so it should be up soon. **knock on wood**
So, I don't own any of the characters in this story, and I don't own the lyrics that are below.
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"Fumbling his confidence and wondering why the world has passed him by Hoping that he's meant for more than arguments and failed attempts to fly We were meant to live for so much more, have we lost ourselves? Somewhere we live inside"
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The Fields of Pelennor were now places of ruin.
Pippin walked through the battlefield, weary and nearly defeated by his own seemingly bad luck.
Merry would have been with the Rohirrim. And the Rohirrim, both dead and alive, were now all accounted for.
They told him they knew nothing of the halfling Merry.
Gandalf had looked down at him then and smiled. The nice kind of sympathetic smile you give someone when you know that you can offer no other comfort.
And so here he was, walking through the battlefield by himself. Never having felt so seemingly lost and alone in the world as he did now.
It wouldn't be "Oh there go Merry and Pippin again!" There would be no more of that remark.
He would be simply Peregrin Took, alone.
And all of the hobbits in the Shire would whisper to their neighbors and shake their heads when he walked by.
"Poor, dear Pippin. Never quite the same after what happened to Merry and all."
Pippin felt too readily numb to feel any other kind of emotion. He walked among corpses. The dying and the dead. The bitter enemies who in the irony of it all ended up dying next to each other.
He looked around him. Smoke, haze, bodies.....Merry?
Pippin's heart leaped into his throat.
Lying beside a dead or and shadow by a large Mumak, was Merry.
"Let him be alive..." was the only thought that went through his mind as he ran to Merry's side. He pushed aside the dead orc and gathered his cousin into his arms. Finally, it was Merry.
"Merry, Merry it's me!"
Merry slowly opened his eyes, and Pippin felt all the relief and happiness he had been waiting for come back to him. Merry was alive.
Nothing mattered now. If the world fell apart around them at that very moment it wouldn't have mattered.
Because he had found Merry at last.
And he could think of nothing else to do but cry. For relief, and for joy. And to finally be able to cry. It seemed years had passed.
Merry was looking up at him wearily. Pippin smiled
"It's Pippin."
"I knew you'd find me..."
Pippin choked on his sobs, his head hanging and numerous tears falling onto Merry's chest a he cried.
"Yes."
"Are you going to leave me?"
Pippin looked down at Merry, not wanting to do anything more than hold him tighter.
"No Merry, I'm going to look after you."
Merry closed his eyes once more and Pippin watched his face. Peaceful, quiet, changed. But still Merry.
After everything this war had put between them, Merry was here. And if he never stopped crying, it would still be fine, because Merry was there.
So when Gandalf came looking for Pippin later, and found the young hobbit sobbing with the seemingly lifeless body of his cousin in his arms, he tried to comfort him.
But Pippin looked up at him through his tears and said "He's alive."
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Please review!
Lady S.- LADY S. WAS MY 5OTH REVIEWER! Yes! More plushies! For everyone! *throws random plushies into the air* Oh god, I'm just now watching the extended edition of the fellowship. I'm borrowing it from a friend and then as soon as I'm done with it I'm getting the Two Towers extended from someone else. More emotional?! Are you kidding me?! I'm going to die. Did anyone else practically sob at the part where everyone bowed to the hobbits? Oh, and P.S., your Faramir plushie come equipped with a real sword and muzzle so it can fend off that orc plushie of yours. Now is it a good thing that you fell off your chair or not?
Pippinrules1234- (hehe, pippin does rule) Thank you thank you thank you! New reviewers rock!
Nekomoongirl- Yes, Denethor was completely and truly insane. So we must forgive him of his fell deeds and eating tomatoes like there's no tomorrow. But I was also very, very happy when he died.
Nikki- I would die without my computer for 3 days. Even though it's tempermental and tends to have fits everyday at least I still love it. **looks fondly at computer**
Lol, and neither would I mind doing that with them. (see chapter 15)
Kiki- Another rockin new reviewer! Go you! You rock! Lol, sorry. Feel free to ramble about the endless hotness of Ewan anytime at all...because there is no limit to rambling on this story's reviews.
Anyway, I split chapter 16 into two chapters. This one is where Pippin finds Merry. Emotional ramblings and some Switchfoot lyrics at the beginning. Chapter 17 will be fluff, fluff and more fluff. It's........the houses of healing!!!!! And I'm working on it as much as I can, so it should be up soon. **knock on wood**
So, I don't own any of the characters in this story, and I don't own the lyrics that are below.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Fumbling his confidence and wondering why the world has passed him by Hoping that he's meant for more than arguments and failed attempts to fly We were meant to live for so much more, have we lost ourselves? Somewhere we live inside"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The Fields of Pelennor were now places of ruin.
Pippin walked through the battlefield, weary and nearly defeated by his own seemingly bad luck.
Merry would have been with the Rohirrim. And the Rohirrim, both dead and alive, were now all accounted for.
They told him they knew nothing of the halfling Merry.
Gandalf had looked down at him then and smiled. The nice kind of sympathetic smile you give someone when you know that you can offer no other comfort.
And so here he was, walking through the battlefield by himself. Never having felt so seemingly lost and alone in the world as he did now.
It wouldn't be "Oh there go Merry and Pippin again!" There would be no more of that remark.
He would be simply Peregrin Took, alone.
And all of the hobbits in the Shire would whisper to their neighbors and shake their heads when he walked by.
"Poor, dear Pippin. Never quite the same after what happened to Merry and all."
Pippin felt too readily numb to feel any other kind of emotion. He walked among corpses. The dying and the dead. The bitter enemies who in the irony of it all ended up dying next to each other.
He looked around him. Smoke, haze, bodies.....Merry?
Pippin's heart leaped into his throat.
Lying beside a dead or and shadow by a large Mumak, was Merry.
"Let him be alive..." was the only thought that went through his mind as he ran to Merry's side. He pushed aside the dead orc and gathered his cousin into his arms. Finally, it was Merry.
"Merry, Merry it's me!"
Merry slowly opened his eyes, and Pippin felt all the relief and happiness he had been waiting for come back to him. Merry was alive.
Nothing mattered now. If the world fell apart around them at that very moment it wouldn't have mattered.
Because he had found Merry at last.
And he could think of nothing else to do but cry. For relief, and for joy. And to finally be able to cry. It seemed years had passed.
Merry was looking up at him wearily. Pippin smiled
"It's Pippin."
"I knew you'd find me..."
Pippin choked on his sobs, his head hanging and numerous tears falling onto Merry's chest a he cried.
"Yes."
"Are you going to leave me?"
Pippin looked down at Merry, not wanting to do anything more than hold him tighter.
"No Merry, I'm going to look after you."
Merry closed his eyes once more and Pippin watched his face. Peaceful, quiet, changed. But still Merry.
After everything this war had put between them, Merry was here. And if he never stopped crying, it would still be fine, because Merry was there.
So when Gandalf came looking for Pippin later, and found the young hobbit sobbing with the seemingly lifeless body of his cousin in his arms, he tried to comfort him.
But Pippin looked up at him through his tears and said "He's alive."
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Please review!