Title: All I Wanted
Summary: see chapter one
Disclaimer: see chapter one'
A/N: Fic is AU any reviews are welcome
To the four of my reviewers!
hobbitsrfun: Dani is going to poke your fic from you soon! Gimme GIMME!
Hiei-Rulez: Yes was sweet stumbled, fell crawled well he made it
Elven Kitten: Thanks here is the last chappie!
Beling:Your reviews brighten my day more than you know. Your eloquence with words touches me. Thanks for all your reviews and I hope you like the ending.
Chapter 11
Theoden gasped and grabbed him up in his arms. He ran past the cheering crowd,and the stares they were giving him. He no longer cared about anything but Eomer, and never letting him leave his sight again. He was going to be alright. He had to be.Theoden ran past servants, past other men not caring of anything. He didn't stop until he reached the healing ward. The commotion he was making had half the kingdom following in his wake, to see what was the matter.
"Sire what is it, who has been hurt?" the healer ask as he walked in.
"It is my son, Eomer please tell me he will be alright. That you can heal him."
The healer went to the bed and gasped in alarm at the child lying on the bed. He was covered in blood and he prayed it was not his own. As he carefully cut the shirt off the child his darkest fears came true.Eomer had deep dark gashes across his stomach, some quite deep, and by the looks of them infected.
As he began to clean them a shrill cry pierced the room. "Eomer!
Nooo!" yelled Eowyn coming to the bed and seeing her brother in his condition.
"Tell me he will be alright. You can fix him can't you?" she said turning teary eyes to the healer.
The healer did not want to lie to the child, but he would not give her false hope. Sighing he turned to her "I do not know child his wounds are many, but we will hope his will is strong."
Eowyn did not know what to think, Eomer was her brother.He could not leave her,he had promised.
"Come child let us let the healers take care of him. I will come and get you should he waken;It is late.." said one of the servants leading a weeping Eowyn from the room. When she turned around for one last look at her brother Theodred gave the servant a thankful nod.
Theoden sat as the healers cleaned all the wounds on Eomer's body and,finally was looking at the gash on his arm. It was deep,and it would need many stitches. "Let us hope he does not waken while I am doing this." There seemed no fear in that,since Eomer had not even stirred since he had been brought in,except to shiver from the fever.Carefully wrapping Eomer's head the healer turned to Theoden.
"I have done all I can. Let us just hope he regains conciousness."
"Do you not think he will?" Theoden asked fearful of the answer.
"I have never seen anyone else come back from such injuries,but we can hope. He truly is a fighter to even have lived this long." and with a silent nod he walked to the door. "If you need me in the night just send for me I will come running."
"Thank you for all you have done for him and I shall." Theoden said turning back to stare at Eomer.
Hours the king of Rohan sat holding the child's hand praying that he would waken. With each passing hour when he did not,a little more hope slipped from the king's heart. "Why Eomer, why would you put yourself through so much."
Theodred could not take it anymore and he turned and put his arm on his father's shoulder. "He did it for you father. He does not think himself worthy of your love. Not enough at least for you to think of him as your son,and not just someone who you took in out of duty."
Theoden choked back the sob in his throat. "Have I been so blind I did not see what he thought?" His heart broke into as he looked at the child laying in the bed. So small he seemed at this moment, so fragile.
For hours he sat by his bed never wavering in his watch. The thoughts of what Theodred had said earlier just would not go away. He got up and went to put another log on the fire. As he placed it there he fell to his knees. "Please let him be alright. I do love him, maybe I do not say it often,but he is my heart. Not just my nephew, but my son. I can not bear the thought of life without him." Theoden spoke these words to the fire unaware that the small child had heard. He was brought from his conversation by the choking,racking sobs from the bed. When he looked up his eyes met tear filled ones. He ran to Eomer and nestled him in his arms.
"Do you really mean it am I like a son to you?" Eomer asked.
"My child each and every word. You are my son nothing could ever make me think otherwise. I have loved you from the moment you first came here and nothing could take that love."
Eomer huged his uncle as hard as his injuries would allow. As Theoden returned the hug Eomer let out a small whimper.
"Oh child in my excitement I forgot."Theoden said "here lie back down I will send for the healers to give you something."
Eomer shook his head and laid back down to stop the room from spinning. He closed his eyes this time knowing his uncle did love him. Theoden kissed Eomer on the head and pulled the covers up on him. Sleep well little one."
He left the room at a brisk pace, not to his room did he go but instead to the armory.
The Next Morning......................
Eomer pried his eyes open. They felt heavy,and he almost closed them again when something shiny caught his attention. Opening his eyes fully he saw the garb of a Rohirrim guard at the foot of his bed. It was complete down to the mithril chain mail. Eomer gasped as he remembered he had done it; he had passed the trials.
He turned to Theoden with a look of confusion "Did I really make it. Am I a Rohirrim?" Eomer asked not really clear on all the events of yesterday after the warg attack.
"You have indeed my son." Theoden said not knowing Eomer had heard his previous words. "You could go at anytime if you wish it after you are well." he said tears forming in his eyes.
Eomer let the tears forming in his own eyes trickle down his face. He was torn should he go to become a Rohirrim and make his uncle proud or should he stay here with his sister and help her.
"However" Theoden began. "I wish you would stay here for awhile and just be my son. There is time to be a Rohirrim, but so little time for you to be my little one and for me to show you how I truly feel.I love you Eomer as if you were my own child. Nothing could ever make me not love you. I am sorry if you felt that I didn't. I can only hope to remedy it in the future. Please forgive me child." Theoden could not go on his tears choked off any words that would come.
Eomer sat on his bed as the words registered in his head. His uncle oved him and had always. Nothing could be better than knowing this. With swiftness not known to him he flung himself into his uncle's arms. "All I ever wanted was to be your son. Can we start over and I will hold off on riding with the Rohirrim."
Theoden hugged the child. "It brings my heart it's greatest joy. Now lay here and rest and get well my son. I will go and return to you shortly to check on you."
Eomer clung to him. "Please stay here with me. I do not wish to be alone now. Will you keep me company father." the words sounding strange as they rolled out his mouth.
Theoden replied by hugging him again and scooting him over in the bed. He laid Eomer's head on his chest and pulled the covers up. "Rest my son I will not leave your side.
Eomer fell asleep in the protective arms of his new found father. The two inseperable for now.
Theodred came into the room later that day and found each asleep. Both his father and brother with eyes closed, dreaming hopefully of happier things. Nothing could be more right at this moment. His family was complete. Closing the door he thought welcome home little brother may you never stray far from our love again.
THE END!
Summary: see chapter one
Disclaimer: see chapter one'
A/N: Fic is AU any reviews are welcome
To the four of my reviewers!
hobbitsrfun: Dani is going to poke your fic from you soon! Gimme GIMME!
Hiei-Rulez: Yes was sweet stumbled, fell crawled well he made it
Elven Kitten: Thanks here is the last chappie!
Beling:Your reviews brighten my day more than you know. Your eloquence with words touches me. Thanks for all your reviews and I hope you like the ending.
Chapter 11
Theoden gasped and grabbed him up in his arms. He ran past the cheering crowd,and the stares they were giving him. He no longer cared about anything but Eomer, and never letting him leave his sight again. He was going to be alright. He had to be.Theoden ran past servants, past other men not caring of anything. He didn't stop until he reached the healing ward. The commotion he was making had half the kingdom following in his wake, to see what was the matter.
"Sire what is it, who has been hurt?" the healer ask as he walked in.
"It is my son, Eomer please tell me he will be alright. That you can heal him."
The healer went to the bed and gasped in alarm at the child lying on the bed. He was covered in blood and he prayed it was not his own. As he carefully cut the shirt off the child his darkest fears came true.Eomer had deep dark gashes across his stomach, some quite deep, and by the looks of them infected.
As he began to clean them a shrill cry pierced the room. "Eomer!
Nooo!" yelled Eowyn coming to the bed and seeing her brother in his condition.
"Tell me he will be alright. You can fix him can't you?" she said turning teary eyes to the healer.
The healer did not want to lie to the child, but he would not give her false hope. Sighing he turned to her "I do not know child his wounds are many, but we will hope his will is strong."
Eowyn did not know what to think, Eomer was her brother.He could not leave her,he had promised.
"Come child let us let the healers take care of him. I will come and get you should he waken;It is late.." said one of the servants leading a weeping Eowyn from the room. When she turned around for one last look at her brother Theodred gave the servant a thankful nod.
Theoden sat as the healers cleaned all the wounds on Eomer's body and,finally was looking at the gash on his arm. It was deep,and it would need many stitches. "Let us hope he does not waken while I am doing this." There seemed no fear in that,since Eomer had not even stirred since he had been brought in,except to shiver from the fever.Carefully wrapping Eomer's head the healer turned to Theoden.
"I have done all I can. Let us just hope he regains conciousness."
"Do you not think he will?" Theoden asked fearful of the answer.
"I have never seen anyone else come back from such injuries,but we can hope. He truly is a fighter to even have lived this long." and with a silent nod he walked to the door. "If you need me in the night just send for me I will come running."
"Thank you for all you have done for him and I shall." Theoden said turning back to stare at Eomer.
Hours the king of Rohan sat holding the child's hand praying that he would waken. With each passing hour when he did not,a little more hope slipped from the king's heart. "Why Eomer, why would you put yourself through so much."
Theodred could not take it anymore and he turned and put his arm on his father's shoulder. "He did it for you father. He does not think himself worthy of your love. Not enough at least for you to think of him as your son,and not just someone who you took in out of duty."
Theoden choked back the sob in his throat. "Have I been so blind I did not see what he thought?" His heart broke into as he looked at the child laying in the bed. So small he seemed at this moment, so fragile.
For hours he sat by his bed never wavering in his watch. The thoughts of what Theodred had said earlier just would not go away. He got up and went to put another log on the fire. As he placed it there he fell to his knees. "Please let him be alright. I do love him, maybe I do not say it often,but he is my heart. Not just my nephew, but my son. I can not bear the thought of life without him." Theoden spoke these words to the fire unaware that the small child had heard. He was brought from his conversation by the choking,racking sobs from the bed. When he looked up his eyes met tear filled ones. He ran to Eomer and nestled him in his arms.
"Do you really mean it am I like a son to you?" Eomer asked.
"My child each and every word. You are my son nothing could ever make me think otherwise. I have loved you from the moment you first came here and nothing could take that love."
Eomer huged his uncle as hard as his injuries would allow. As Theoden returned the hug Eomer let out a small whimper.
"Oh child in my excitement I forgot."Theoden said "here lie back down I will send for the healers to give you something."
Eomer shook his head and laid back down to stop the room from spinning. He closed his eyes this time knowing his uncle did love him. Theoden kissed Eomer on the head and pulled the covers up on him. Sleep well little one."
He left the room at a brisk pace, not to his room did he go but instead to the armory.
The Next Morning......................
Eomer pried his eyes open. They felt heavy,and he almost closed them again when something shiny caught his attention. Opening his eyes fully he saw the garb of a Rohirrim guard at the foot of his bed. It was complete down to the mithril chain mail. Eomer gasped as he remembered he had done it; he had passed the trials.
He turned to Theoden with a look of confusion "Did I really make it. Am I a Rohirrim?" Eomer asked not really clear on all the events of yesterday after the warg attack.
"You have indeed my son." Theoden said not knowing Eomer had heard his previous words. "You could go at anytime if you wish it after you are well." he said tears forming in his eyes.
Eomer let the tears forming in his own eyes trickle down his face. He was torn should he go to become a Rohirrim and make his uncle proud or should he stay here with his sister and help her.
"However" Theoden began. "I wish you would stay here for awhile and just be my son. There is time to be a Rohirrim, but so little time for you to be my little one and for me to show you how I truly feel.I love you Eomer as if you were my own child. Nothing could ever make me not love you. I am sorry if you felt that I didn't. I can only hope to remedy it in the future. Please forgive me child." Theoden could not go on his tears choked off any words that would come.
Eomer sat on his bed as the words registered in his head. His uncle oved him and had always. Nothing could be better than knowing this. With swiftness not known to him he flung himself into his uncle's arms. "All I ever wanted was to be your son. Can we start over and I will hold off on riding with the Rohirrim."
Theoden hugged the child. "It brings my heart it's greatest joy. Now lay here and rest and get well my son. I will go and return to you shortly to check on you."
Eomer clung to him. "Please stay here with me. I do not wish to be alone now. Will you keep me company father." the words sounding strange as they rolled out his mouth.
Theoden replied by hugging him again and scooting him over in the bed. He laid Eomer's head on his chest and pulled the covers up. "Rest my son I will not leave your side.
Eomer fell asleep in the protective arms of his new found father. The two inseperable for now.
Theodred came into the room later that day and found each asleep. Both his father and brother with eyes closed, dreaming hopefully of happier things. Nothing could be more right at this moment. His family was complete. Closing the door he thought welcome home little brother may you never stray far from our love again.
THE END!