Angel

Chapter 4: Hobbits falling out of bushes? What?

Authoress' Notes: Thank you to everyone that reviewed!!!!!!! They are all greatly appreciated, and I haven't gotten any flames!!! YAY!!!! *Dances around happily*

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And now, onward to the fic, the reason you came here in the first place!

"Do you always greet people by falling out of bushes?" Tersa asked, having turned around to find out what had fallen into the clearing and to her surprise, found Sam.

"Well, no." Sam said embarrassedly, getting up off of the cold ground. "I usually just say hello, but I sort of, er, tripped. I didn't mean to startle you."

"It's alright, I've been surprised by worse." Tersa shrugged. "I thought you all had left. What are you doing back here?"

"I came to get Mr. Frodo's book actually."  Sam answered. "You wouldn't have seen it anywhere would you?"

"I was going to take it over to Bagend on my way home." She explained as she walked over and gave him the small book. "I was just out wandering around and nearly tripped over it." She lied.

"How did you know it was Frodo's?" Sam inquired, trying to keep the hobbit talking as long as possible.

"I saw his name on the inside cover. I really must be going now…" Tersa backed up a bit, ready to run as soon as she was out of arms reach again, but was stopped by Pippin, Merry, and Frodo bounding out of the bushes and running over to her.

"Don't leave!" Pippin gasped. "At least stay so we can talk to you for a bit!"

"This was a trap and walked right into it." Tersa smacked her forehead with a sigh. "Alright what? Take your best crack at me if you're going to. I'll just warn you now; I've been called every name in the book. You'll have to be creative."

"Why would we want to insult you? We worked far too hard to get you down here with us!" Frodo laughed. "What ever gave you the idea that we would make fun of you?"

"Paranoia and voices in my head." Tersa responded.

"Why would you be paranoid?" Merry asked. 

"I'm friendless. That is enough reason." Was the sulky response. "Why do you care anyway? Because you feel sorry for me? I don't need sympathy!"

"Gandalf was right once again." Frodo observed, crossing his arms over his chest. "You certainly have made a shell for yourself to hide in."

"I had to! I would have died if I didn't!" Tersa blurted out and immediately smacked herself in the head afterwards. "Damnit!" She cursed. "Why can I NOT keep my mouth shut?! Honestly, my head cannot control this bloody mouth of mine. Forget I said anything, do us all a favor. I'm been alone and that is how I'm going to stay." She turned and began to walk off, but Sam caught her wrist and stopped her.

"If you hate being alone so much, then why won't you stay here with us for a while? None of us have any intention of hurting you. Please?" Sam gave her a pleading look. "We just want to talk to you is all, I swear."

Tersa took a deep breath and closed her eyes. After a few moments of thinking she sighed. "Alright, fine. On one condition."

"What?"

"We go inside or something. It's freezing!"

I know, that chapter took FOREVER (I'm such an evil little authoress for making you wait) but there it is. I'll get the next chapter up as soon as I finish writing it! A good review works very well as a bribe to write faster by the way, so be sure to tell me what you think!