The Winner takes it all

Disclaimer

The winner takes it all belongs to the disco-loving ABBA and all things middle-earthen belongs to the wonderful Prof. Tolkien!

Authors Note

Although i wouldn't call this an AU fic, some things are slightly changed in perception. Hope you enjoy, and please give me some honest feedback! i really want to be able to write top notch fiction!

I don't wanna talk
About the things we've gone through
Though it's hurting me
Now it's history
I've played all my cards
And that's what you've done too
Nothing more to say
No more ace to play

I was stood and the edge of the port, looking back at you Sam. I watched until you had turned into little more then a speck in the distance, I knew you were doing the same to me. We agreed that this was for the best… Yet knowing that I will never see you again breaks my heart more then ever. I want to turn back, but Gandalf stops me. "You will see him again Frodo…" he says in forever whimsical voice of his "You will see him again…" I looked up at him, but he had turned away. He knew… he knew that I Loved … Love you, and almost as soon as it had broken, my heart healed. I will see you again. We both played the game, and we both did not profess our love, knowing the way that the other felt, not this time; I will wait for you my Samwise.

The winner takes it all
the loser standing small
Beside the victory
That's her destiny

I was in your arms
Thinking I belonged there
I figured it made sense
Building me a fence
Building me a home
Thinking I'd be strong there
But I was a fool
Playing by the rules

I love you Frodo, you know that, I know that, and I suspect that even Mister Merry and Mister Pippin know that… So why didn't I know to tell you that? We were so close on our adventure. We slept in each others arms, when I was with you I was home, no matter whether I was in the shire or in the depths of Mordor. With you near me, I was strong; I needed to be, for you, for us, and for the rest of Middle-Earth. But once I got back to the shire, I thought it could never be, nobody would accept us we would be considered freaks. I followed the rules. After all we had been through… I followed some stupid rules… and now I will never be able to tell you how I feel.

But tell me does she kiss
Like I used to kiss you?
Does it feel the same
When she calls your name?
Somewhere deep inside
You must know I miss you
But what can I say
Rules must be obeyed

The bitterness wants to overtake me over the years; I heard tell of Sam having a family with Rosie. It stings me deeply when I think of her kissing your lips… calling you to do silly little chores… Sleeping with YOU in MY bed. That should be me... You must know that I love you, I miss you and I want to be with you for the rest of eternity here, in the undying lands...


I don't wanna talk
If it makes you feel sad
And I understand
You've come to shake my hand
I apologize
If it makes you feel bad
Seeing me so tense
No self – confidence

I sail into port with Gimli and Legolas and my breath hitches as I see Frodo. My Frodo waiting for me to come to him. After the years of having thousands of things to say to him, I cannot bring myself to talk, I just stare at his face, now full of the innocence he had before… I feel odd; I do not know what to do with myself... I hold out my hand and his face looks disgusted before slapping it aside and pulling me into and bone crushing hug. I freeze for a second before I return It with equal gusto. I pull back, and I do what I have waited decades to do, I put my hand to his cheek and kiss him.


But you see
The winner takes it all
The winner takes it all...