A/N: Thanks again to all you wonderful reviewers, you!
Estella Brandybuck: Yeah! Thanks! Suspense is good!
Crystalline4: Thanks! 'Til then!
Nayana: Go ahead scream! I would too AHHHHH! It's all so exciting, yes! Thanks!
Harry Potter's Crazed Stalker: I know! Ah, but, don't we all just ADORE Sam! I know I do! Thanks!
Starlit Niphredil: Thanks for the review and the sympathy. Yeah, Sam, I love him! But, I just had to have him intrude it was just too perfect!
True Declaration
"Oh, Sam, Rosie! You're home!" May cried, jumping up to greet her brother and sister-in-law. Frodo rose also and greeted them happily.
"How did it go?" Sam asked.
"Um . . . quite well," answered Frodo.
"Yes, we had a fine time while you two were away. And your trip, how was it?"
Sam and Rosie looked at each other, then at Frodo and May. A blush crept over both their cheeks.
"Absolutely marvelous!" Rosie burst out. Sam laughed giddily like a little hobbit lad.
"Rosie's goin' t' have a baby!" He cried and took his wife in his arms, spinning her around.
"That's wonderful, Sam!" Frodo exclaimed, embracing his friends.
When he stepped back a look of mischief crossed his face. "It didn't take you two very long."
"No indeed," Rosie giggled and blushed prettily.
After all the excitement died down May said with a sigh, "Well, now that you're back, I guess it's time for me to be off."
"No!" they all protested.
"It's late," said Rosie, "you must stay the night, at least."
May was loath to leave so she agreed.
That night, when May went to lie down to sleep she saw a note on her pillow. It was in Frodo's hand. It said:
"Meet me at the top of the hill, under the old oak tree."
May's heart beat faster and she immediately ran out the back door and climbed up the hill. The night air was full of glowing fireflies and the smell of honeysuckle and lavender.
May walked around the tree, looking for Frodo. She found him on the other side. He looked so enchantingly handsome in the moonlight and surrounded by fireflies. May looked into his eyes and saw adoration and love there. Her breath caught.
"Frodo . . ."
The young-old hobbit put a finger to her lips. "Sh . . ." then he leaned in until his lips were inches away and the only thing else that separated them was his finger.
"I love you. . ." he whispered.
Suddenly, the finger disappeared and his lips softly captured hers. May's arms went about his neck and Frodo's curled around her waist, drawing her ever closer. All May could say when they parted was,
"Oh, Frodo, I thought you would never say that, let alone twice!"
Estella Brandybuck: Yeah! Thanks! Suspense is good!
Crystalline4: Thanks! 'Til then!
Nayana: Go ahead scream! I would too AHHHHH! It's all so exciting, yes! Thanks!
Harry Potter's Crazed Stalker: I know! Ah, but, don't we all just ADORE Sam! I know I do! Thanks!
Starlit Niphredil: Thanks for the review and the sympathy. Yeah, Sam, I love him! But, I just had to have him intrude it was just too perfect!
True Declaration
"Oh, Sam, Rosie! You're home!" May cried, jumping up to greet her brother and sister-in-law. Frodo rose also and greeted them happily.
"How did it go?" Sam asked.
"Um . . . quite well," answered Frodo.
"Yes, we had a fine time while you two were away. And your trip, how was it?"
Sam and Rosie looked at each other, then at Frodo and May. A blush crept over both their cheeks.
"Absolutely marvelous!" Rosie burst out. Sam laughed giddily like a little hobbit lad.
"Rosie's goin' t' have a baby!" He cried and took his wife in his arms, spinning her around.
"That's wonderful, Sam!" Frodo exclaimed, embracing his friends.
When he stepped back a look of mischief crossed his face. "It didn't take you two very long."
"No indeed," Rosie giggled and blushed prettily.
After all the excitement died down May said with a sigh, "Well, now that you're back, I guess it's time for me to be off."
"No!" they all protested.
"It's late," said Rosie, "you must stay the night, at least."
May was loath to leave so she agreed.
That night, when May went to lie down to sleep she saw a note on her pillow. It was in Frodo's hand. It said:
"Meet me at the top of the hill, under the old oak tree."
May's heart beat faster and she immediately ran out the back door and climbed up the hill. The night air was full of glowing fireflies and the smell of honeysuckle and lavender.
May walked around the tree, looking for Frodo. She found him on the other side. He looked so enchantingly handsome in the moonlight and surrounded by fireflies. May looked into his eyes and saw adoration and love there. Her breath caught.
"Frodo . . ."
The young-old hobbit put a finger to her lips. "Sh . . ." then he leaned in until his lips were inches away and the only thing else that separated them was his finger.
"I love you. . ." he whispered.
Suddenly, the finger disappeared and his lips softly captured hers. May's arms went about his neck and Frodo's curled around her waist, drawing her ever closer. All May could say when they parted was,
"Oh, Frodo, I thought you would never say that, let alone twice!"