Title: All I Wanted
Summary: see chapter one
DIsclaimer: see chapter one
A/N: Still totally AU, and for the fun of fiction. Any reviews are welcome, flames are sent to my friends
To the reviewers I say to all four of you thanks alot.
Beling: To you, your reviews for all my fics bring the biggest smile to my face, thank you so much.
Elven Kitten: Dear lord make Leggy see again in your fic, before I rip all my hair out
Kil: Thanks! glad you like it
Anduril1043: Yes it is an AU fic, and was written for a friend of mine, thanks for your kind words.
Now to the fic
Chapter 10
Theoden and the Theodred stood waiting along with the crowd anxious to see who indeed would be first to return the next day. Theoden had not slept the previous night. He had instead spent the night pacing the floor in Eomer's room stopping sometimes to look at one of his drawings or toys.
One boy was coming into view and he seemed to be galloping hard and fast. He jumped from his horse to the cheers of the crowd. "Milord wargs in the forest!" he said out of breath.
Theoden grabbed the child "What do you mean wargs!? Where is Eomer where is my child?"
"He should be right behind me" the boy lied seeing the rage in the king's eyes. "I told him to run for it before I left."
Theoden turned towards the stables. "Where are you going father?" Theodred asked
"Isn't it obvious I am going to get your brother and return him to us safely."
"Father please do not go yet. Let him return on his own. If he does not return by nightfall I will ride out with you and we will kill
every warg in Middle Earth, but give him a chance to come home on his own."
Theoden did not wish to wait he wanted his child home and safe. He did not wish to think of what may be happening to him or that he was not there to protect him.
He turned back to the stables and Theodred placed his hand on his shoulder. "Please father only a few more hours and then we will go I promise."
Theoden shook his head but he turned away from Theodred for he did not wish for him to see the tears rolling down his face.
Little by little the boys returned until at last no one was left but, Thorodil and Eomer who had not. The other boys had told all they knew of the warg attack and now everyone waited on pins and needles waiting for the last two boys.
They did not have to wait but an hour as Thorodil rode in covered in blood. Theoden rushed to his side and pulled him from the horse. Where is my child, where is Eomer? Tell me please!" he said shaking the boy.
"He stayed behind to help me. He would not leave me to fight them alone, and yet I left him alone as I ran." Thorodil choked. and then fell silent.
Theoden looked at Theodred and glared "I told you he was too young and small. We should have ridden out an hour ago. Who knows what has happened to him."
"Come father we will ride out now." Theodred looked at his father with tears streaming down his face. He felt this was somewhat his fault for he had known all along that Eomer would not give up no matter what.
As they were saddled up a lone figure was appearing off in the distance. Whatever it was had fallen to the ground and each gasped
for it dawned on them what it was.
"EOMER!" came the shout from the two and both forgot their steeds and took off running towards the fallen child. When they finally got to him Theoden picked him up to carry him back to the crowd and the house. Eomer moaned as he came to and looked at his uncle and struggled in his grasp.
"Child do not fear I have you." Theoden replied but yet the child still struggled in his arms.
Theodred clasped his father on the shoulder."Father he wishes to cross the finish line I believe."
Theoden looked at his son as if he spoke another language. "You can not be serious. He is hurt, his wounds grievous. I can not let him go on."
"You must father we will follow. Do not let him get so close and yet not reach his goals. Do not let all his hard work be for nothing."
Theoden reluctantly placed the child on his feet and followed behind him. His heart telling him this was right but inside he choked on the idea.
Eomer could see the finish line in the distance. His feet felt like lead but he lifted them one by one to get to it. His body screamed
for him to return to the darkness, but he would not just yet. As he was almost there he staggered and fell. Unable to get back up he began to crawl. Inch by inch crawling he went all the while hearing the gasp of the people watching. He did not care. He had to become a Rohirrim. He had to show his uncle he was worthy of his love. At last his hand reached the finish line and he pulled the rest of his body over it. He then lifted his head and smiled. He had done it and now the light beckoned him and he was going to answer it. Slowly his head fell back to the dusty ground and he closed his eyes.
Summary: see chapter one
DIsclaimer: see chapter one
A/N: Still totally AU, and for the fun of fiction. Any reviews are welcome, flames are sent to my friends
To the reviewers I say to all four of you thanks alot.
Beling: To you, your reviews for all my fics bring the biggest smile to my face, thank you so much.
Elven Kitten: Dear lord make Leggy see again in your fic, before I rip all my hair out
Kil: Thanks! glad you like it
Anduril1043: Yes it is an AU fic, and was written for a friend of mine, thanks for your kind words.
Now to the fic
Chapter 10
Theoden and the Theodred stood waiting along with the crowd anxious to see who indeed would be first to return the next day. Theoden had not slept the previous night. He had instead spent the night pacing the floor in Eomer's room stopping sometimes to look at one of his drawings or toys.
One boy was coming into view and he seemed to be galloping hard and fast. He jumped from his horse to the cheers of the crowd. "Milord wargs in the forest!" he said out of breath.
Theoden grabbed the child "What do you mean wargs!? Where is Eomer where is my child?"
"He should be right behind me" the boy lied seeing the rage in the king's eyes. "I told him to run for it before I left."
Theoden turned towards the stables. "Where are you going father?" Theodred asked
"Isn't it obvious I am going to get your brother and return him to us safely."
"Father please do not go yet. Let him return on his own. If he does not return by nightfall I will ride out with you and we will kill
every warg in Middle Earth, but give him a chance to come home on his own."
Theoden did not wish to wait he wanted his child home and safe. He did not wish to think of what may be happening to him or that he was not there to protect him.
He turned back to the stables and Theodred placed his hand on his shoulder. "Please father only a few more hours and then we will go I promise."
Theoden shook his head but he turned away from Theodred for he did not wish for him to see the tears rolling down his face.
Little by little the boys returned until at last no one was left but, Thorodil and Eomer who had not. The other boys had told all they knew of the warg attack and now everyone waited on pins and needles waiting for the last two boys.
They did not have to wait but an hour as Thorodil rode in covered in blood. Theoden rushed to his side and pulled him from the horse. Where is my child, where is Eomer? Tell me please!" he said shaking the boy.
"He stayed behind to help me. He would not leave me to fight them alone, and yet I left him alone as I ran." Thorodil choked. and then fell silent.
Theoden looked at Theodred and glared "I told you he was too young and small. We should have ridden out an hour ago. Who knows what has happened to him."
"Come father we will ride out now." Theodred looked at his father with tears streaming down his face. He felt this was somewhat his fault for he had known all along that Eomer would not give up no matter what.
As they were saddled up a lone figure was appearing off in the distance. Whatever it was had fallen to the ground and each gasped
for it dawned on them what it was.
"EOMER!" came the shout from the two and both forgot their steeds and took off running towards the fallen child. When they finally got to him Theoden picked him up to carry him back to the crowd and the house. Eomer moaned as he came to and looked at his uncle and struggled in his grasp.
"Child do not fear I have you." Theoden replied but yet the child still struggled in his arms.
Theodred clasped his father on the shoulder."Father he wishes to cross the finish line I believe."
Theoden looked at his son as if he spoke another language. "You can not be serious. He is hurt, his wounds grievous. I can not let him go on."
"You must father we will follow. Do not let him get so close and yet not reach his goals. Do not let all his hard work be for nothing."
Theoden reluctantly placed the child on his feet and followed behind him. His heart telling him this was right but inside he choked on the idea.
Eomer could see the finish line in the distance. His feet felt like lead but he lifted them one by one to get to it. His body screamed
for him to return to the darkness, but he would not just yet. As he was almost there he staggered and fell. Unable to get back up he began to crawl. Inch by inch crawling he went all the while hearing the gasp of the people watching. He did not care. He had to become a Rohirrim. He had to show his uncle he was worthy of his love. At last his hand reached the finish line and he pulled the rest of his body over it. He then lifted his head and smiled. He had done it and now the light beckoned him and he was going to answer it. Slowly his head fell back to the dusty ground and he closed his eyes.