"A Phippin, cha faod thu faic Merridh! Amhairc e! ("Pippin, thou may not see Merry! Behold him!)
Nach eil urrainn dhut gun tha e a' bàsachadh?!" (Can thou not see that he is dying?!")

"Ach a Ghandalf, tha mi...!" ("But Gandalf, I...!")
"Tha sin uile gun cluinn mi bhuat! 'Ach a Ghandalf seo, ("That is all that I ever hear from thee!)
Ach a Ghandalf sin. Tha mi sg�th dhe! ('But Gandalf this, but Gandalf that.' I am sick of it!")

"Ach a Ghandalf...!"

"DÙIN DO BHEUL DAMAICHTE, AMADAN BEAGAN!!!!!!
GABH SEO!!!"
("SHUT THY DAMNED MOUTH, THOU LITTLE FOOL!!!!!!
TAKE THIS!!!")

"AAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!!" STÀD E! MA 'S E DO THOIL E!!!
AAAAAAAHHHH!!! NA ÛRUK-HAI!!!!!! LE DO THOIL,
A GHANDALF, CUIDICH MI...!!!!!! A MHERRIDH!!!!!!"

("STOP IT! PLEASE!!! THE ORCS!!!!!! PLEASE, GANDALF,
HELP ME...!!!!!! MERRY!!!!!!")

Merry:

I heard him moaning and thrashing in his sleep.
All of us had been having dreadful memories
Of the War. We were home. We were safe once more...
With our families and friends... in the Shire...
But our freedom and victory cost us so much...

I rolled over to him and nudged him. He was crying
And screaming, remembering our struggles...

"Fuist, a leannan. Bh'e aisling a-mhàin... (Hush, darling. 'T was a dream only...)
Èirich suas, a leannan. Th'e ceart gu leòr..." (Rise up, darling. 'T is alright...")

Pippin:

My eyes shot open. I was gasping for breath...
I saw him... he was alright...!

"O Mherridh...!"
I burrowed into him, trembling as he rocked me
In his arms...

Merry:

We would never be free of those memories...
I did my best to comfort him, to try to ignore
The burning in my heart, knowing that we could
Not rid ourselves, less so with Pippin, of those
Memories...I winced yet glowed as he sobbed my
Name. He said it with such music, yet so sadly...

Pippin:

He asked no questions; he knew since the dreamed
Of the same things. He simply held me...as I did the same
When he needed it...I cherished the feel of his
Arms around me...

Merry:

Days, months, years would go by after the War...
In that time, we tried to be happy and vibrant, to the extent
That we were before. And it worked for much of the time...

-"Hi hi hi...!!! A Mherridh, stàd a' plubadaich mi!" ("...Merry, stop splashing me!")

-"Uill, chan urrainn dhomh cuidich e, a Phippin, ach tha thu
Cho measail gun tha thu a' rànadh a-muigh gu bi... 'gus bi diogailte!!!"
("Well, I cannot help it Pippin, but thou art so adorable
That thou art crying out to be...and tickled!!!")

-"AAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!! Hi hi hi hi!!! Gpt! AI!
Stàd e! Hi hi hi...!!!!!!"

We managed to escape
The memories most of the time and got on with our lives...
But we never could escape... Pippin had the worst of it.
The poor dear. His sleep was so badly disturbed.
Though we slept together and it helped, we both suffered
Greatly...we were hit even harder when Frodo left...
We knew that it was for the best, since he was hurt
The most in the War...but we missed him terribly...

-"Fhrodo, a bheil agad ri fàg sinn?" ("Frodo, must thou really leave us?")
Pippin had sobbed on that day...

-"Th'agam ri...th'e gam chiùrradh cus... ("I must...it hurts too much...)
Feumaidh mi thar na muirean dhol... (I must go over the seas...)
Slànaichidh mi ma rach mi... (I will heal if I go...)
'S mathaid cha till mi a-chaoidh..." (perhaps I shall never return...")

His tone was hollow.

I could hear Sam's heart breaking with every word...

-"Ach Frodo, carson...? Chan eil thu cur roimh sin...!" ("But Frodo, why...? Thou mean that not...!")

"Chaidh mi ri sàbhail an t-S�orrachd, ("I set out to save the Shire,)
Agus tha i sàbhailte... ach chan eil dhomh..." (and it's been saved... but not for me...")

Those words went through Pippin and me
Like daggers. Sam had broken down... as had Pippin...
All of us...

Pippin:

It was as if he were dying; he was going to leave us,
Never to see us again...I couldn't bear it...

Merry:

We all hugged and waved as Frodo boarded the ship
With the Elves. As we watched them sail off from the harbor,
I finally collapsed. Pippin and I just stood there with Sam,
Held each other and cried...Sam perhaps hardest of all...
I sobbed into Pippin's hair as we hugged...
We had to guide Sam to the wagon...
We would miss him terribly...

Pippin:

It hurt so much. Even Merry couldn't soothe my pain...
I couldn't sleep at all that night. I felt like all that
We knew was dying... all that we loved...
Memory and regret stabbed at my heart, mind, and soul...

Merry:

I did my best to comfort him that night.
I sang a lullaby to him...

Leigibh mi bi do smioralas (Let me be thy strength)
Nuair tha thusa fann... (When thou art weak...)
Leigibh mi bi do dheur (Let me be thy tear)
Nuair chan urrainn (When thou cannot)
Dhut chaoineadh... (Weep...)
Leigibh mi bi do shlànaighear (Let me be thy healer)
Nuair tha thu ciùrrte... (When thou art hurt...)
Leigibh mi bi do shùil (Let me be thine eye)
Nuair chan urrainn (When thou cannot)
Dhut fhaicinn... (See...)

Cho mòran gun dhèanainn (So much that I would do)
Ort. Chan dhèanainn rud sam bith a' toirt (For thee. I would do nothing bringing)
Acaid thugad, a leannain... (Pain to thee, darling...)

Th'ann saoghal mòr (There's a great world)
Na h-acaid, is tha mi sona (Of pain, and I am happy)
Gu bheil an glòir (That I have the glory)

Na t-slànaigheir agam... (Of a healer...)
Annad is annam... (In thou and in me...)

Slànaichidh sinn (We will heal)
Gach eile. Bheir mi neart thugad... (Each other. I will grant strength to thee...)
Gabhaidh sinn pàirt an neart (We will share the strength)
Còmhla, eadarsinn... (Together, between us...)