Chapter Sixty-one: letting go
Disc: lotr not mine.
A/N: Wow, I've really meant to be writing a lot more so that I could finish up before school started again. Well maybe if I write two tonight then I can finish tomorrow and then post the first chapter of the sequel. *sigh* I need to get this done anyways b/c there's gonna be a lot in my life changing soon (not for the better) and I'm gonna need to take a break from everything just to get through. So..yeah. Hope you enjoy! Grr.know how hard it is for me to find depressing music for this chapter..er.oops.
The men couldn't understand how their leader, their king, could look so depressed after such a battle. They had found the Hobbit that had saved all of Middle Earth and his companion on the mountainside, though very few wondered how they could have survived. Now on the ride back to Minas Tirith there were eight who rode at the front, silent and forlorn, as if there were yet one more battle to fight.
"Faramir.is she?" Boromir felt the tears well up in his eyes as his brother met them at the door and hung his head, they were too late. Merry pushed past and ran to Holly's bedside, soon followed by Rachel and Tricia who were already crying.
"No! No..Holly. You promised, you promised that you wouldn't leave me before you saw the Shire. Y-you...promised." The young hobbit broke down and began sobbing into the covers. His love was gone, and there was nothing he could do about it. Pippin was crying now too and had put a hand on Merry's shoulder. The younger hobbit could not begin to think of what he could say or do to make things better. All he could do was be there for Merry, and never leave his side as a friend.
"She..she said that this was her choice, and that she doesn't regret it." Faramir looked sadly at his brother, thinking that he might be the only one who would understand.
Boromir did understand, and now all those moments with Holly came back to him. How she had kept his temptation to take the ring from growing, saving his life, and admitting that she thought of him as an older brother. The man hung his head and let silent tears of remorse slide down his cheeks. Holly was dead, and it was in his place that she died.
They couldn't believe it, after all of this, after the plane crash, the countless battles, and moments of despair it ended now, when the end was so near. How could she do this to them, they were a team.
Rachel and Tricia were hugging each other, crying on the other's shoulder wondering why they hadn't at least gotten to say goodbye. There was still so much ahead of them all. They never made it home; Holly was never going to see her family again. How in the world were they supposed to tell her family that she was dead? They would use the plain crash of course, but it would still be just as hard. What if they never made it home to tell her family, they would never see their parents or siblings again. With Holly gone it made the pain of being so far from home even greater. With the three of them together it made the pain a little easier to cope with, but now it would be so much harder.
Aragorn looked sadly at the bed where she laid. This girl who he still did not know completely had somehow become close to him. He had said to the others that it was their job to protect the, and now he had failed to do even that. His companions were all mourning their loss outwardly, but he could only stare with sad eyes where the tears very rarely fell from. He had to be the strong one, always the stronghold for everyone. How could he ever look Merry in the eyes again knowing that he had failed to help protect these females?
Gimli wept with his friends by the bedside. Their companion was gone, and he somehow felt that the fact that this is what Holly chose wasn't enough. She was so young and still had so much to live for. The three girls had been taken from their world and dropped into theirs, right into the hands of the fellowship. Gandalf had said that they needed guidance and protection, and for Holly, they had failed.
Legolas began to quietly say a lament for Holly, his voice soft and pain filled.
"NO! Don't do that!" Merry leapt to his feet and ran at Legolas, beating upon the elf's chest. "We'll find a way...we've got to save her. She can't be dead. She just can't be gone." He fell to his knees and wept harder than he ever had in his life. Legolas looked down at the hobbit and felt a tear run down his cheek. All this pain, the enemy was beaten and there was still so much pain.
In the back of the group the white wizard was not looking at either their fallen friend or the weeping hobbit. His eyes were now fixed upon a figure that had appeared by the window of the room and was slowly advancing upon the fellowship.
A/N: HA! You didn't think that Holly would actually die! Well...okay there still might be a surprise, but there obviously can't be a happy ending or else there wouldn't be a sequel....oops again. Oh! I DO BELIEVE IN FAIRIES! I DO! I DO! (Saw Peter Pan today.must say that Jason Isaacs can actually be funny at times and not just dark and mysterious!)
Disc: lotr not mine.
A/N: Wow, I've really meant to be writing a lot more so that I could finish up before school started again. Well maybe if I write two tonight then I can finish tomorrow and then post the first chapter of the sequel. *sigh* I need to get this done anyways b/c there's gonna be a lot in my life changing soon (not for the better) and I'm gonna need to take a break from everything just to get through. So..yeah. Hope you enjoy! Grr.know how hard it is for me to find depressing music for this chapter..er.oops.
The men couldn't understand how their leader, their king, could look so depressed after such a battle. They had found the Hobbit that had saved all of Middle Earth and his companion on the mountainside, though very few wondered how they could have survived. Now on the ride back to Minas Tirith there were eight who rode at the front, silent and forlorn, as if there were yet one more battle to fight.
"Faramir.is she?" Boromir felt the tears well up in his eyes as his brother met them at the door and hung his head, they were too late. Merry pushed past and ran to Holly's bedside, soon followed by Rachel and Tricia who were already crying.
"No! No..Holly. You promised, you promised that you wouldn't leave me before you saw the Shire. Y-you...promised." The young hobbit broke down and began sobbing into the covers. His love was gone, and there was nothing he could do about it. Pippin was crying now too and had put a hand on Merry's shoulder. The younger hobbit could not begin to think of what he could say or do to make things better. All he could do was be there for Merry, and never leave his side as a friend.
"She..she said that this was her choice, and that she doesn't regret it." Faramir looked sadly at his brother, thinking that he might be the only one who would understand.
Boromir did understand, and now all those moments with Holly came back to him. How she had kept his temptation to take the ring from growing, saving his life, and admitting that she thought of him as an older brother. The man hung his head and let silent tears of remorse slide down his cheeks. Holly was dead, and it was in his place that she died.
They couldn't believe it, after all of this, after the plane crash, the countless battles, and moments of despair it ended now, when the end was so near. How could she do this to them, they were a team.
Rachel and Tricia were hugging each other, crying on the other's shoulder wondering why they hadn't at least gotten to say goodbye. There was still so much ahead of them all. They never made it home; Holly was never going to see her family again. How in the world were they supposed to tell her family that she was dead? They would use the plain crash of course, but it would still be just as hard. What if they never made it home to tell her family, they would never see their parents or siblings again. With Holly gone it made the pain of being so far from home even greater. With the three of them together it made the pain a little easier to cope with, but now it would be so much harder.
Aragorn looked sadly at the bed where she laid. This girl who he still did not know completely had somehow become close to him. He had said to the others that it was their job to protect the, and now he had failed to do even that. His companions were all mourning their loss outwardly, but he could only stare with sad eyes where the tears very rarely fell from. He had to be the strong one, always the stronghold for everyone. How could he ever look Merry in the eyes again knowing that he had failed to help protect these females?
Gimli wept with his friends by the bedside. Their companion was gone, and he somehow felt that the fact that this is what Holly chose wasn't enough. She was so young and still had so much to live for. The three girls had been taken from their world and dropped into theirs, right into the hands of the fellowship. Gandalf had said that they needed guidance and protection, and for Holly, they had failed.
Legolas began to quietly say a lament for Holly, his voice soft and pain filled.
"NO! Don't do that!" Merry leapt to his feet and ran at Legolas, beating upon the elf's chest. "We'll find a way...we've got to save her. She can't be dead. She just can't be gone." He fell to his knees and wept harder than he ever had in his life. Legolas looked down at the hobbit and felt a tear run down his cheek. All this pain, the enemy was beaten and there was still so much pain.
In the back of the group the white wizard was not looking at either their fallen friend or the weeping hobbit. His eyes were now fixed upon a figure that had appeared by the window of the room and was slowly advancing upon the fellowship.
A/N: HA! You didn't think that Holly would actually die! Well...okay there still might be a surprise, but there obviously can't be a happy ending or else there wouldn't be a sequel....oops again. Oh! I DO BELIEVE IN FAIRIES! I DO! I DO! (Saw Peter Pan today.must say that Jason Isaacs can actually be funny at times and not just dark and mysterious!)