Thank you to all the people how reviewed you're my very first reviewers, so you'll always have a special place in my heart (sob…)Thanks a lot!
To Anouch and Samhain Feis: as you can see, I have written another chapter, but this is also not the last there are more to come. I don't know how long the story will be (not that long) but I'm not done yet (also to Samhain: I know what you mean, I'm a sucker for them too)
To KatChan metekoki: thanks for the review, but I must warn you that there will be some R-rated scenes due to a little hanky panky between Frodo and Sam during the Quest, which of course let to Bell….but I can't spoil everything, can I? I'll do my best to make it as 'innocent' as possible but if that doesn't help I'll put up a warning at the beginning of those scenes so you can skip them.
To Elanor: Thank you, I hope to keep up the good work.
Author's note: I'll be copying some lines from LOTR (the book, mind you) in this chapter, you can find them in 'The breaking of the Fellowship – The Fellowship of the Ring'.
Chapter Two – Can't keep quietSam was sitting on a comfortable couch in Frodo's house, which was even more beautiful than Bag End even though it was the spitting image of Bag End. He never would have guessed it looking at the house, which was more like an Elven home from the outside. That, and the fact that all the rooms were a lot bigger than they had been at Bag End, were the only differences between this house and the real Bag End. But Sam could feel something emanating from the walls of this house, which made it totally different from Bag End.
He heard sounds in the kitchen, where Frodo and Bell were making tea. Bell…That's me Mom's name. How did Frodo know that? She's beautiful, just like my Frodo…My Frodo…I like the sound of that…My Frodo…Frodo came into the living room and took a seat right across Sam. 'I'm guessing you'd like to know how, and when…Right?' His voice shaking, he was nervous. Sam started nodding, but then shook his head. Do I really want to know? Should I just be content to know that she's mine? As he sat there , memories he had always cherished flashed before his eyes:
Sam ran down the bank, seeing the seemingly empty boat course towards the other side of the river. His heart skipped a beat and desperation stopped him from thinking straight. 'Coming , Mr. Frodo! Coming!' called Sam, and flung himself from the bank, clutching at the departing boat. He missed it by a yard.
With cry and a splash he fell face downward into deep swift water. Gurgling he went under, and the River closed over his curly head. A panicked scream went up from the boat. A paddle swirled and the boat put about. Frodo was just in time to grasp Sam by the hair as he came up, bubbling and struggling. Fear was staring in his round brown eyes. 'Take my hand, Sam! Quickly, take my hand!' 'Save me, mister Frodo!' gasped Sam. 'I'm drowned. I can't see your hand.' 'Here it is, Sam, I've got you. Now get into the boat.' Sam climbed into the boat with Frodo's help, but was still panicked when he couldn't see Frodo. Frodo took off the Ring, grabbed Sam by the shoulders with panic in both his eyes and voice. 'Are you alright, Sam?'
Sam couldn't answer. His heart was beating as if it was busy trying to pound a hole out of his chest, he was still out of breath and the realization that if Frodo hadn't saved him he would be dead and all the feelings that came with that hit him. He looked into Frodo's big blue eyes, full of concern about him, and suddenly he found himself pressing his lips against Frodo's and embracing the older hobbit tightly. It seemed to last ages to him though he didn't think it long enough, but when Frodo moved slightly he regained his control and let go.
'I'm sorry, Mr. Frodo, I shouldn't have. I was just…you saved my life and I…' He looked into Frodo's eyes as he spoke. There was something in them he couldn't quite name, something he hadn't seen before, but somehow it made him lose control again. 'I love you, Mr. Frodo, more than a mere servant should love his master. I love you more than a friend or even a brother, sir, and I know it's a fool's love, sir, you being a gentlehobbit an' all and I shouldn't have kissed you…' 'The same way I shouldn't have kissed you back?' '…it was wrong of me, sir, and…what?'
Sam was stunned. Did I hear right? He closed his eyes and thought back, suddenly he remembered that Frodo had kissed him back, but he hadn't noticed because the turmoil in his thoughts. ' I love you too, Sam. I realized that on the shores of the Bruinen, when I fell from atop Glorfindel's horse. I almost died then, I was so very close to, and images of the things most dear to flashed before my eyes. You were in each single image, Sam. You always take care of me, Sam, you're the only person in the whole wide world I can always rely on. I love you, Samwise Gamgee, gentlehobbit or not!'
Sam was drowning again, but this time he wasn't in the water. His heart skipped so many beats if anyone had been counting they would have lost count. He loves me…He said he loves me. 'Sam? Say something!' Suddenly Sam came out of it. 'I realized that in Rivendell, sir, holding your hand while you were being treated and waiting for you to wake up. I realized that.. that you are the most beautiful and kind hobbit I've ever seen and if you die I don't want to live either. That's why I'm coming with you, sir. I can't let you go all alone and without me to help you and take care of you, sir, it would be the end of me.'
Suddenly sadness covered Frodo's face. 'I can't let you go with me, Sam, not to Mordor. I can't let you risk your life like that. I must destroy the Ring, Sam, so the Enemy doesn't get it. I must, Sam, for all the free peoples of Middle-Earth, but most of all, for you, Sam. I must destroy the Ring so you can live in freedom and happiness, and the only thought that will keep me on the road to Mordor is he thought that you're somewhere safe.'
'There isn't another place in the world I'd rather be than at your side, Mr. Frodo. You must destroy the Ring, and I must go with you. There will be no happiness for me, sir, if I'm not at your side. Even if that means Mordor and that dreaded mountain. I'm going with you, sir, taking the road to Mordor with you and nothing can stop me. We'll take every step together, and you'll find out the road isn't that long if you don't have to walk it alone. I am going with you, especially now that I've told you I love you, and you've told me you love me back. I'd rather follow you and risk my life a thousand times to save you than stay here and let you do this all alone.'
'Very well,' Frodo said both happy and sad, 'I realize it's no good arguing with you to stay behind. We will go together, and may the others find a safe road. But I must warn you, Sam, that I must keep things between us as they were. Your presence and help will bring me comfort and make the journey easier, but my task is to get the Ring to the Fire and I must focus on it. Until my task is complete, Sam, we must forget everything we've just confessed to each other. Understand?' Sam didn't understand, but he would do anything Frodo asked of him. Even it if hurt him like this, so he nodded. 'Good. Now the other thing: you can't go like this without your gear or food or anything.' 'It's all ready, sir, I thought we should be off today so I already prepared it. If you bring us to shore, sir, I'll get it and we'll be off at once, before the others come back.'
Sam looked away from Frodo. 'I don't know if I'm ready to know, Frodo.' Why did I say that? What's going on with me? Sam looked up when Bell came into the living room with the tea.
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