I awoke in a soft bed. It was light. but where was I...?
"Fàilte dhan Taigh na Slànachaidh." ("Welcome to the House of Healing.")
I craned my neck up to see who it was...
"Gandalf?!"
"Is mise, a Mherridh." ("It is I, Merry.")
"Càit' a bheil...?" ("Where am...?")
"Fuist, Merridh. Freagairidh
e
("Hush, Merry. It will be answered)
Ann an àm. Bidh thu gu math
luath."
(in time. Thou shalt be well soon.")
Suddenly I remembered him...
"Ach càit' a bheil
Pippin?"
("But where is Pippin?")
A dreadful feeling sank into my gut...
"A bheil e...?!" ("Is he...?!")
He held up his hands to silence me...
"Tha e an-seo, a Mherridh. Tha e
beò,
("He is here, Merry. He is alive,
Ach th'e fo iomacheist
umad."
(but he's worried about thee...")
I sighed in relief...
Pippin:
I'd been told that Merry was awake. I cannot begin
To say how happy that I was when I heard it.
I had to see him. But not until he was better, the
Healers had said. But I could wait no longer...
"Ch� mi thu, a-nis agus a-nis
a-mhàin..."
("I shalt see thee, now and now only...")
Merry:
"Uill amhairc. A Phippin, cha bu chòir ortsa
bi
("Well look. Pippin, thou should not be
suas fhathast! Th'e
ro-luath!"
(up yet! 'T is too soon!")
I heard Gandalf say. Pippin?! Where was he?!
I looked about the best that I could.
I nearly sobbed at the sight of him...
'T was a miracle that he had gotten here in the first place...
His beautiful, scarlet hair was matted and in a tangled mess,
He limped, dark circles surrounded his eyes, his clothes were
Rumpled. He was clearly weak and exhausted...
But he was alive. I hardly dared to breathe...
He was beautiful...
"A Phippin!"("Pippin!") I cried out his name weakly...
Pippin:
He was so weak that he was little more than an infant...
I was frozen to the spot at the sight of him, just as
Weak as I was, but he was alive! He was so beautiful...
I silently wept in relief. His fair hair and blue eyes
Glowed when he saw me.
Gingerly, I began to make my way to him...
Merry:
I wished that he would be faster. I wanted
To hold him, for him to hold me, but I knew
That it was best for him to be slow, considering
His condition... but he was there, and mine,
And I was able to wait... I finally let myself cry...
Merry:
I heard Gandalf sigh and stand aside...
And felt two arms wrap around me...
I heard him gasp as I hugged him. I could have flown
At that moment from joy. As weak as we were then, I
Felt Pippin's arms wrap around me, holding on desperately.
I knew that he was afraid to lose me again.
Pippin:
At last, he was with me again... I was so happy
That I just began to cry... I couldn't speak, all
That I could so was hold onto Merry. I felt his
Shirt getting wet with my tears, his hands running
Through my hair, down my back...it felt beautiful...
I missed it so much- with him... big, warm, protective...
Beside me, holding me, loving me...
Merry:
I cried with him, both of us sharing our grief...and joy...
I'd missed the feel of him, how he nestled into me...
Those soft, russet curls, emerald eyes, his soft, fair
Skin, little hands...we cuddled together, there, on
The bed...it was a dream come true...
At Gondor, we finally had our privacy. We were
Overjoyed that Sam and Frodo were alright, and
Especially since that blasted Ring was gone, and that
Sauron and his forces were gone...
It was the night back in Rivendell that we rejoiced
Our reunion...
Pippin:
Merry had gone out for a few moments, and I was tired.
I decided to get ready for bed...
Merry:
I'd gotten back from Sam and Frodo's bedchamber
When I heard soft rustling noises in our room. I opened
The door a slight bit and snuck inside, knowing full well
What Pippin was doing...
He hadn't heard me, thank goodness. I gasped at the sight of
Him standing there. His beauty could always take my breath away...
There he was, his pale back taut with muscles from the journey...
His once-slender arms were now thicker and stronger...
His adorable little backside stood out all too appealingly in the shadows...
"Gabh mo leisgeul, a
leannan."
("Pardon me, darling.")
I said to him. He whirled around, startled.
Pippin:
I was horrified that somebody was with me while I
Undressed. But my horror turned to relief when I saw
Who it was...
"Na dèan sin, a Merridh! Chlisg thu
me."
("Don't do that, Merry! Thou hast startled me.")
He smiled.
"Na buair, a ghaol, cha n� mi e a-rithist...Tha
thu ("Don't worry,
love, I won't do it again... thou art)
Cho àlainn ri 'n t-àm nuair chadal sinn a'
chiad..." (as beautiful as
the time when we first slept...")
I felt myself blush mightily, happy that my love was with
Me again, that he loved me just as fiercely as ever.
He came forth...and I fell into his waiting arms...
Merry:
His exposed body against mine thrilled me...
He fingered the buttons on my shirt...
Teasingly undoing them, while I writhed with desire...
Quickly, we were down to nothing...
Rumpling the sheets, his warm body against mine...
It was indescribable, passionate, intense...
Pippin:
He was so big and strong, yet so gentle...I gasped
And moaned at his touch...he felt so warm...
So beautiful...hugging, kissing, nuzzling, caressing...
I pined so long for him to touch me again...
Merry:
Our skin moved like silk against one another...
This dance that we had shared for so long grew
Stronger and stronger each time...
I shivered with each caress...
Pippin/Merry:
So sweet it felt to fall asleep in his arms again...
Pippin:
My face cradled to his shoulder... holding him to me...
Merry:
Feeling him cuddled up with me...
Merry/Pippin:
"Oidhche mhath, m'aingeal/a leannain."
(Goonight, my angel/dearheart.")