**Author's Notes:
I know that this is super short, but there is still more to come. Liam has a new job people, so we won't be able to update as often as we like now. But we will be updating as much as we can. As it stands now, there is no end yet to this story.**


***************Chapter 21***************


Faramir finishes packing away the last of his things in the saddle bags on his horse. Patting Simblmyne's neck he turns and looks at Eowyn who was standing at the top of the steps leading to the Golden Hall. She was there to see him off. He couldn't help thinking about their night together, and their morning. He had indeed woke her before the sun had risen, and they had proved their love for each other again. Their second time had been slow and passionate, as if they wanted to remember the time incase something did happen to keep them apart. He prayed that nothing ever did. It had been a wonderful experience, being with her. It just seemed to have gotten even better the second time around. No he would not forget the time they had spent together. And it had been a close call too. They had barely finished before the sun filtered into the room and sounds of people moving around reached their ears. He had had to make quick work of getting dressed and out of the room before anyone noticed him. Luckily no one had seen him sneaking back to his room. And thank the Valar that someone had forgot to drain the bath water. It was cold but at least it got him cleaned up so no one would suspect anything. Eomer especially. Speaking of Eomer, was seeing the group off as well, but he was preoccupied with Lothiriel. They were talking quietly over by her horse.

Walking up the steps he stops before Eowyn and takes her hands. He lets go of one and reaches up, gently wiping the tears from her cheeks. "Do not cry, my Love. I will be back before you know it. I would ask you to come with me but we both know your brother needs you, as do your people. I would stay but my King needs me to acquaint him with his duty and to help with the people." He lifts one of her hands and kisses it gently. "I will return to you as soon as I am allowed to. And when I return I will bring for you something very special to me." He smiles at her, kissing her hands again. "And you will remember to write?"

Eowyn had been trying not to cry, but it was useless, the tears had come anyway. After their night of love making and this morning when the love making had been so much more, so tender now that the pain was totally gone. There was a neediness to it, as if they both wanted to imprint on each other's mind the feelings and images from their time together. She wanted to remember that as the start, not the end. But she had a funny feeling with him leaving, that they would never make love again. And it saddened her more then just his going. "I will write, Faramir. But promise me that you will be careful. I have a bad feeling about this. Something doesn't seem right. I fear for your safety." She leans her forehead against his. "I know that you have your guards, but trust me when I say that I have a bad feeling, as if we will never see each other again. Please be safe." She did not for a minute think she could be in danger, she would be here with her brother, so she knew it must be him that was in danger.

He kisses her softly, not caring how some people might look at the open affection between them. He loved Eowyn, and he wanted to sooth her fears. "I will, Eowyn. I promise to always be careful. But you need to promise that for me also. I fear for you, Eowyn." He lowers his voice, finally voicing the fears her had to her. "Since my dream I can not help feeling worried, Eowyn. You must promise to not go anywhere alone. Please? I do not wish to lose you. You are all I have left."

She frowns at him, tilting her head to the side. "What dream are you talking about? Faramir, I will be okay. I am here with my brother, I can be no safer." She smiles tenderly at him, leaning in and kissing him softly. She too did not care how it looked, for all she could think about was that he was leaving her and she may never see him again. "If it makes you feel better, I will not go anywhere alone, not that I planned on it. Eomer has plans for me, and I am sure I will be with him most of the time, helping. I will be here when you return, Faramir. Just promise to return." She looks at him desperately now, the fear still clear on her face.

He smiles at her, kissing her forehead softly. "I promise to return to you, Eowyn. As soon as I can." He looks over as Eomer comes up and stands beside Eowyn. Turning, Faramir reaches out and clasps his hand to Eomer's forearm, nodding to him as he does the same. "Thank you, Eomer King. For everything. Perhaps next time I return you would like to try your hand at archery?" He laughs as Eomer says perhaps and then lets go of his arm and takes his sister's hand. Turning back to Eowyn, Faramir smiles softly at her. "Think of me often, Darling. For you shall be always on my mind." He smiles and places a gently kiss to her lips before he laughs when she suddenly wraps her arms around his neck and hugs him. He wraps his arms around her and gently strokes her hair, whispering softly to her. "I shall return. Nothing can stop that, Eowyn. Trust in that."

She clings to him though, not wanting to let go, afraid to let go. But she hears her brother telling her to let go of Faramir, that they had to leave, so she finally untangles herself off of him, leaving a lot of hot kisses all over his face before she finally lets him go completely. "You better return, Faramir. Or I will send Eomer after you." She can't watch him leave, so she turns her head into Eomer's chest, wrapping an arm around his waist and holding him close, her tears wetting his tunic as she keeps her face away from Faramir, unable to watch him leave.

He smiles when he hears Eowyn's words and sees Eomer's nod. He did indeed believe she would send her brother to find him. And he had no doubt that if that was the case, Eomer would be glad to tear into him when he found him. He turns and heads down the steps whistling softly so that his horse moves closer, then he climbs up into the saddle and with one last look at his beloved he smiles sadly and starts to move down the small road that lead out of Edoras. Lothiriel was riding along beside him, and behind and in front of him rode his guards. He couldn't help thinking he missed Eowyn already. After they leave the city he stops his horse and looks back up at the Golden Hall. He could see Eowyn standing there, watching him, alone. It warmed his heart but also made it ache to know she was watching. But he had to leave. Like her place was in Rohan, his was in Gondor. Soon though they would be together again. With a deep sigh he turns and starts along again, wishing to all the world that he could just turn around and go back to her. But he doesn't. He just follows his guards as they journey home.

Eomer leaves her when Lothiriel and Faramir leave the main grounds, making her promise to come in soon. She nods, but stands there alone, watching Faramir ride off, her tears flowing freely again as she watches him ride off into the distance. When he pauses, she thinks for a moment that he may turn back, but he doesn't, he just turns and rides on and she stays standing there, crying, feeling as if for some reason she had just lost her love.