Until We Meet Again

By:

LiL Pippin Padfoot

Summery: This IS the LAST Chapter. I'm sorry. I have to end it. But I will try to make a happier version if you wish. This is set when Faramir and Boromir are grown up, and right before Boromir leaves for Imladris (Rivendell).

Disclaimer: I sadly own nothing. It's all J.R.R Tolkien's.

It was in the early hours of the morning. Before the dawn, Faramir laid in his bed, dreading the dawn. Today Boromir left for Imladris, or Rivendell. He didn't want Boromir to leave; it was some childish want that begged Boromir to allow Faramir to go with him, or for Boromir to say he wasn't going. Faramir knew though, that Boromir wanted to go, and was going to. But he dreaded the dawn.

Faramir laid still, eyes closed, pretending that he was asleep. Someone walked into his room and started to shake him. Faramir immediately opened his eyes and saw a smiling Boromir.

"Wake up brother, and greet the dawn."

Faramir sat up.

"I was already awake, just trying to sleep."

Boromir got up and said "Meet me in the citadel when you're dressed. And hurry up."

Faramir dressed then ran out to the citadel. Boromir was standing there, in the dawns light. He turned to Faramir and smiled.

"Let's have some fun."

The brothers rode through Minas Tirith, and then rode back to citadel.

"Come," said Boromir "I want to show you something."

Faramir followed Boromir through the winding steps till they reached a statue.

Boromir turned to Faramir.

"Do you remember that statue?"

"Yes, we hid behind because we were hiding from Lady Conley, because some one put ink on her chair."

"And the fact that I was really bored and she wasn't paying any attention. Keep going, there is something else."

Faramir continued on, till they were at a closed door, it looked too been shut for quite some time, with dust gathering at the handles.

Faramir just stood there.

"I remember this place."

Boromir opened the door, with some difficulty, because it was jammed from not being opened for some time. They walked down the hall, with not as much difficulty, as they had when they were children.

At the end, there was the portrait.

"I remember," said Boromir "When we came here, you went to the picture, and you said that you did not know who this was, but you recognized her. That made me so sad, because I knew it was mother, and you did not remember her."

"I didn't." said Faramir "I still barely remember her besides that she had always smiled."

Boromir sighed "I have a bad feeling about this trip, Faramir. That is why I brought you here. So I could say goodbye to you and Mother."

Faramir shook his head.

"Boromir, you are a much better warrior than I am. You will not be hurt on this journey. You needn't have said goodbye."

"Yes, even if I was only to be gone but a day, I would of said goodbye to you."

They walked out of the hall, and shut the door.

The brothers walked back out to the citadel, where Boromir's things were packed. They stood there together for a moment, just feeling each others presence.

Boromir mounted his horse and turned to Faramir.

"Do you know," said Faramir "This is the only time that you have said "let's have fun" and I have not gotten in trouble?"

Boromir laughed. "Yes, well there is still time ahead, if I return to make up for this time little brother."

"Farewell."

"Farewell."

Boromir rode his horse out of Minas Tirith, and then turned his horse. There, he could still make out the image of his brother standing in the citadel.

"Farewell, Brother. Until we meet again."

And he rode off into the morning, never to return again.

The End