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Chapter ten: Concerned Thoughts

My eyes filled with fear as Petunia's lifeless corpse lay on the floor. I grabbed her body and shook her in my arms. I could hear loud noises behind me, but I drowned everything out. All I could see was my best friend lying dead, and my mind went completely blank. I fell to the ground unconscious.

~*~ Later ~*~

I woke up to with a dizzy feeling. I opened my eyes to a dark space. I brought my hand to my face and moved a wet towel from my eyes. I blinked letting my eyes adjust. I viewed the room, which was the room I was staying in at Bag End.

"Hello?" I said.

I could see a shadowy figure standing near me.

"Ayana, you are awake!" A cheerful voice said.

I looked closer as Frodo walked closer to me and gabbed my hand. He smiled widely and I gave a slight crack of my lips.

"How are you?" he quickly asked.

"I think, better." I answered.

"I am glad to see you are awake finally." He began. "Because I have to tell you something."

"What?" I asked.

"Petunia is dead." He began. "She has been sick for the past few months, but no one has noticed it. And Pippin read her journal late last night, explaining that she was deathly ill."

I closed my eyes as I felt a tear roll down my cheek. Then I brought my eyes back to him.

"How is Pippin?" I asked.

"He is doing better, Better than he was a few days ago." Frodo said.

"What do you mean days? I have been out for days?" I frantically said.

"Well you have been out for eight days." Frodo replied. "We didn't know if you would ever wake."

"Well, I am awake, but why didn't you try and wake me?"

"Because, you seemed to be in some sort of far dream state. No one wanted to wake you incase something might happen." Frodo explained.

I yawned widely and then closed my eyes. I took in the thought of my friend dying, how long had she been sick, but then I remembered months before that.

~*~ Four months ago ~*~

"Petunia, Pippin has said many things about you." I said.

"He has?" Petunia happily said. "What about?"

"That he is falling for you, in more ways than he could have ever imagined." I replied.

"Oh, well I should tell you something." Petunia began. "I think I am in love."

My eyes glinted with joy as I reached over to hug her. But then she gave out a loud cough. I worriedly watched her as she meandered over to a chair and sat quickly. I ran to the kitchen and grabbed a glass and quickly filled it with water from a container. I walked swiftly back to her and handed her the glass.

"Are you feeling well?" I asked her.

"Just a slight cold, nothing to worry about." She said.

~*~ present time ~*~

"She was sick." I mumbled.

"What?" Frodo lightly asked.

"I remember her being sick a few months ago, but never thought anything of it, I mean, everyone has their illness's." I said.

"Do not think because you did not make the connection that you are responsible." Frodo quickly said.

"I do not, I only wish I could have helped her."

"I know."

Frodo leaned onto the bed and sat next to me. He laid down his body and held me in his arms. I felt comforted and I knew Frodo would always be there for me, no matter what was to happen in the years to follow. But then another shocking thought came into my mind.

"What about Merry?" I asked without elaborating.

"How do you mean?" Frodo questioned.

"He is sick right?" I asked.

"Yes. But it does not mean it is the same illness,"

"What if it is? What if he is deathly ill, And my parents, they were sick as well." I thought.

I felt a hot tear roll down my face. I clenched tighter to Frodo as I thought of what might happen to my friend and my family. I closed my eyes and slowly drifted back into my dream state.

"Frodo." Someone shouted as they opened the door leading to my room.

I opened my eyes as Frodo hopped out of the bed and ran to the door.

"What is it?" Frodo asked.

"Its Gandalf."

A/N: I know this was short, but also sad. And What am I going to do with Gandalf... No one knows, hehe. Don't you just hate my cliffies???