And then there were seven!
Disclaimer: You know, why do I even bother! Most of you just skip over this part! begins to sob You don't care about my pathetic attempts at humor!!! WHY OH WHY DO I BOTHER??? thinks to self Cause P.J. will kick my boo-tay with his 11 Oscars!!
Chapter Seven: Things Not Seen
"Come my good fellows," Tom ushered as Jericho was led back into the house, "Let us talk and sing, for a rain soaked afternoon is perfect for the telling of tales." Merry led her into the room and helped her onto the floor where he and his friends also sat.
Tom began to babble on. Jericho tried not to yawn, but she already knew these tales. She had read the adventures of Tom Bombadill and even speculated her own parts of his history. As he went on and on she felt her mind wander. It wandered to Merry.
She thought about the optimism that he had for her. He was certain that the elves would be able to give her her sight back. She doubted it herself. She didn't know of the elves power, heck she didn't even know what color her dress was! She had once read a quote in a time of trouble that read, 'Hope for the best, but expect the worst." Jericho would have do just that.
Merry was also very touchy feely with her. She couldn't deny that she loved the feel of his hand on her skin. It felt so warm compared to her body heat, but it just made her a bit wary. It didn't help any that Merry had always been her hobbit of choice. When she was at home all of her friends had a hobbit, and hers was Merry. But, this was real life she couldn't just OWN him. That was crazy and fan girlish, but also slightly enticing...
As if on cue she felt a warm hand upon her shoulder. She snapped back to reality to hear that Tom had gotten a hold of the ring. Frodo was breathing very deeply, she could hear his ragged breath.
"Be careful, Frodo," Tom warned she expected that he was placing the ring back in his hands. She tensed herself getting ready to hear Merry shout not knowing where Frodo was.
Jericho gasped suddenly. She could see someone in midst of the darkness she had become so accustomed to. It was Frodo. She could see the ring glittering on his finger. He sat smiling mischievously. He looked to his left; she expected that was where Merry was. He stood up and tried to exit the room. He stopped and turned at the sound of Tom's voice. Frodo then vanished.
Jericho sat blinking. She saw the darkness again.
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Merry had not looked at where Frodo was supposed to be until he heard Jericho gasp. He looked at Jericho who was looking at Frodo. He turned to Frodo to see... nothing.
"AH!" he yelped. Tom just seemed to smile at himself. Merry looked at Jericho whose eyes were wide with terror. It was as if she could see 'something!'
The hobbits jumped up and started searching around the room for him. Merry glanced at Jericho who was sitting stock-still and staring into nothing.
"Where'd he go?" asked Pippin checking under a chair.
"Mr. Frodo! Mr. Frodo!" Sam called. Merry crawled next to Jericho.
"Frodo, I wouldn't be leaving us just yet," Tom warned, "Come back and join the party!" Merry watched Jericho's face as she began to blink suddenly. He turned toward the entrance to see that Frodo was standing there looking a little shocked himself.
"Your ring's tricks are nothing to me, I can see you with or without it! Don't be trying any tricks like your good old uncle!" Tom chided. Frodo chuckled and sat back down. Tom was soon off again preparing the dinner for them. It was well after nightfall and breakfast had seemed so far away.
The other three hobbits went off to another room to chat and discuss things about the upcoming journey. They left Merry and Jericho by themselves.
Merry placed a hand on Jericho's shoulder.
"Jericho?" he asked she jumped at the sound of his voice.
"Huh?" she looked around obviously startled.
"Jericho? Are you alright?"
"Y-Yes," she stuttered, "I was just... shaken a bit. The commotion and all, you know," she managed a smile. Merry looked at her suspiciously but did not tell her of his mistrust. Besides, he had his own secrets. He instead placed an arm around her shoulder and hugged her.
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Jericho laid her head onto Merry's shoulder. She was very disturbed about the whole incident. This was the first time she had seen anything in what seemed like years. As she took a deep steadying breath she felt her fear subside and new emotion take place. Wonder.
She had no idea what had just happened or even why it did. It just seemed to scare her and marvel her at the same time. Maybe Merry had been right maybe she was good for something after all!
"I wonder why Tom could withstand the power of the ring?" Frodo mused from her far right.
"He is a very strange and mischievous character," Sam agreed.
Jericho sighed; she didn't care about what they were saying so she just tuned it out and sat there. She had not a single thought running through her mind, she just sat. There was nothing to do, or see, or think. She allowed herself to be. And that's all she was.
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Merry smiled inwardly. He felt the warmth of Jericho's body against his. He could not understand why he was feeling this way about her. In fact he probably shouldn't, but he was. The love of his life had died not only weeks before she showed up, and he just moved on. It was ludicrous! It was rude! She would be so mad at him.
He looked down at her blonde curly hair and imagined it being chestnut. She had had chestnut colored hair. She had also had green sparkling eyes. Well, before Her accident. He remembered it as if it was only yesterday and not a month ago.
He was chasing her along the edge of a field. Her dress was streaming around her, flowing behind her like the tail of a comet. Her laugh pierced the sky and made all things wonderful. She turned around and smiled lovingly at Merry. He gasped in horror as she fell into the gully. Her scream was the only sound he heard. He raced to the edge to see her lifeless body laying face downward in a humongous thicket of thorns.
Merry felt a tear slide down his cheek. Jericho looked up at him.
"Merry?" she asked contented not seeing his tears, "Are you okay?"
"Yes," he lied. She furrowed her brow.
"I don't believe you," she answered sitting up. She raised a hand and placed it on his cheek. It landed directly on the tears.
"Have you been crying?" she asked. Merry didn't know what to say.
"There's nothing wrong with it if you have," she smiled slightly, "I've cried more since I've come here than I have in a long time."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, how would you feel if you woke up one morning in a place that you've never been before and you then lost the one thing that was most important to you? I think it's perfectly reasonable for me to cry."
"Yes, you're right," he answered slowly.
"Are you okay?" she asked again her voice dripping with concern.
"Yeah," he lied again taking a deep breath, "I was just thinking... of my grandmother." She smiled.
"You must really miss her, huh?"
"More than you know," he answered placing a hand on her head. She smiled closing her eyes and laying her head on his chest.
"More than you know," he whispered.
And there you have it. Sorry it took so long! April'll be here before ya know it! By then I will have everything settled down and such. I never knew that moving was such hard work....... OH well have a good week ya'll!-DB:D
Disclaimer: You know, why do I even bother! Most of you just skip over this part! begins to sob You don't care about my pathetic attempts at humor!!! WHY OH WHY DO I BOTHER??? thinks to self Cause P.J. will kick my boo-tay with his 11 Oscars!!
Chapter Seven: Things Not Seen
"Come my good fellows," Tom ushered as Jericho was led back into the house, "Let us talk and sing, for a rain soaked afternoon is perfect for the telling of tales." Merry led her into the room and helped her onto the floor where he and his friends also sat.
Tom began to babble on. Jericho tried not to yawn, but she already knew these tales. She had read the adventures of Tom Bombadill and even speculated her own parts of his history. As he went on and on she felt her mind wander. It wandered to Merry.
She thought about the optimism that he had for her. He was certain that the elves would be able to give her her sight back. She doubted it herself. She didn't know of the elves power, heck she didn't even know what color her dress was! She had once read a quote in a time of trouble that read, 'Hope for the best, but expect the worst." Jericho would have do just that.
Merry was also very touchy feely with her. She couldn't deny that she loved the feel of his hand on her skin. It felt so warm compared to her body heat, but it just made her a bit wary. It didn't help any that Merry had always been her hobbit of choice. When she was at home all of her friends had a hobbit, and hers was Merry. But, this was real life she couldn't just OWN him. That was crazy and fan girlish, but also slightly enticing...
As if on cue she felt a warm hand upon her shoulder. She snapped back to reality to hear that Tom had gotten a hold of the ring. Frodo was breathing very deeply, she could hear his ragged breath.
"Be careful, Frodo," Tom warned she expected that he was placing the ring back in his hands. She tensed herself getting ready to hear Merry shout not knowing where Frodo was.
Jericho gasped suddenly. She could see someone in midst of the darkness she had become so accustomed to. It was Frodo. She could see the ring glittering on his finger. He sat smiling mischievously. He looked to his left; she expected that was where Merry was. He stood up and tried to exit the room. He stopped and turned at the sound of Tom's voice. Frodo then vanished.
Jericho sat blinking. She saw the darkness again.
()
Merry had not looked at where Frodo was supposed to be until he heard Jericho gasp. He looked at Jericho who was looking at Frodo. He turned to Frodo to see... nothing.
"AH!" he yelped. Tom just seemed to smile at himself. Merry looked at Jericho whose eyes were wide with terror. It was as if she could see 'something!'
The hobbits jumped up and started searching around the room for him. Merry glanced at Jericho who was sitting stock-still and staring into nothing.
"Where'd he go?" asked Pippin checking under a chair.
"Mr. Frodo! Mr. Frodo!" Sam called. Merry crawled next to Jericho.
"Frodo, I wouldn't be leaving us just yet," Tom warned, "Come back and join the party!" Merry watched Jericho's face as she began to blink suddenly. He turned toward the entrance to see that Frodo was standing there looking a little shocked himself.
"Your ring's tricks are nothing to me, I can see you with or without it! Don't be trying any tricks like your good old uncle!" Tom chided. Frodo chuckled and sat back down. Tom was soon off again preparing the dinner for them. It was well after nightfall and breakfast had seemed so far away.
The other three hobbits went off to another room to chat and discuss things about the upcoming journey. They left Merry and Jericho by themselves.
Merry placed a hand on Jericho's shoulder.
"Jericho?" he asked she jumped at the sound of his voice.
"Huh?" she looked around obviously startled.
"Jericho? Are you alright?"
"Y-Yes," she stuttered, "I was just... shaken a bit. The commotion and all, you know," she managed a smile. Merry looked at her suspiciously but did not tell her of his mistrust. Besides, he had his own secrets. He instead placed an arm around her shoulder and hugged her.
()
Jericho laid her head onto Merry's shoulder. She was very disturbed about the whole incident. This was the first time she had seen anything in what seemed like years. As she took a deep steadying breath she felt her fear subside and new emotion take place. Wonder.
She had no idea what had just happened or even why it did. It just seemed to scare her and marvel her at the same time. Maybe Merry had been right maybe she was good for something after all!
"I wonder why Tom could withstand the power of the ring?" Frodo mused from her far right.
"He is a very strange and mischievous character," Sam agreed.
Jericho sighed; she didn't care about what they were saying so she just tuned it out and sat there. She had not a single thought running through her mind, she just sat. There was nothing to do, or see, or think. She allowed herself to be. And that's all she was.
()
Merry smiled inwardly. He felt the warmth of Jericho's body against his. He could not understand why he was feeling this way about her. In fact he probably shouldn't, but he was. The love of his life had died not only weeks before she showed up, and he just moved on. It was ludicrous! It was rude! She would be so mad at him.
He looked down at her blonde curly hair and imagined it being chestnut. She had had chestnut colored hair. She had also had green sparkling eyes. Well, before Her accident. He remembered it as if it was only yesterday and not a month ago.
He was chasing her along the edge of a field. Her dress was streaming around her, flowing behind her like the tail of a comet. Her laugh pierced the sky and made all things wonderful. She turned around and smiled lovingly at Merry. He gasped in horror as she fell into the gully. Her scream was the only sound he heard. He raced to the edge to see her lifeless body laying face downward in a humongous thicket of thorns.
Merry felt a tear slide down his cheek. Jericho looked up at him.
"Merry?" she asked contented not seeing his tears, "Are you okay?"
"Yes," he lied. She furrowed her brow.
"I don't believe you," she answered sitting up. She raised a hand and placed it on his cheek. It landed directly on the tears.
"Have you been crying?" she asked. Merry didn't know what to say.
"There's nothing wrong with it if you have," she smiled slightly, "I've cried more since I've come here than I have in a long time."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, how would you feel if you woke up one morning in a place that you've never been before and you then lost the one thing that was most important to you? I think it's perfectly reasonable for me to cry."
"Yes, you're right," he answered slowly.
"Are you okay?" she asked again her voice dripping with concern.
"Yeah," he lied again taking a deep breath, "I was just thinking... of my grandmother." She smiled.
"You must really miss her, huh?"
"More than you know," he answered placing a hand on her head. She smiled closing her eyes and laying her head on his chest.
"More than you know," he whispered.
And there you have it. Sorry it took so long! April'll be here before ya know it! By then I will have everything settled down and such. I never knew that moving was such hard work....... OH well have a good week ya'll!-DB:D