A/N: This might be the closest between updates that this will ever get. And I am updating from New York, where I am going to college next year. Inspiration happens in the strangest of places.

Disclaimer: Don't own them.


The next morning Faramir walked into the hall for breakfast, hoping to see Éomer there, and possibly talk to him before he saw Éowyn in the afternoon. He spotted the King of Rohan sitting with Imrahil. They seemed to be in some deep conversation, but Faramir walked over anyway. He sat down and Éomer gave him a glaring look, and rubbed his shoulder where Faramir had landed one of his better hits. Imrahil smiled to his nephew, and welcomed him to sit down.

"Morning Faramir." Imrahil said.

"Morning." He replied. Éomer grunted in some sort of acknowledgment that he saw Faramir sitting there. "Morning Lord Éomer." Faramir said. Éomer returned to the food that was in front of him.

Imrahil looked between the two of them, and then realized what must be going on. So, Lady Éowyn took a liking to Faramir. He thought with some pleasure. They can heal together; though I do not think that Éomer much likes this. He thought with a grin. He tried to start the conversation up again, and relieve some of the tension that was mounting. Faramir had received his food, and Éomer was staring at his plate. "Tell me Éomer, when do you plan on returning to Rohan?"

"I should be leaving soon, probably the eighth if things seem well." Éomer said.

Faramir dropped the food he had. The eighth? That gives me three days to win his favor. He sighed and looked back at his food.

"Do you think that is to soon?" Imrahil asked.

"No, I must return to the Mark and prepare for Théoden's burial. Then I will return to bring his body back to its final place." Éomer looked saddened by the whole ordeal.

Faramir still sat silent, thinking of a way to get into the King of the Mark's favor in the little time he had. Horse racing and let him win? No, then he would know that I did and not let me even talk to him again. Intelligence? No, then he might think that I think that I am better than he is, and wanted to show it. Éowyn would know...Éowyn. Faramir got a dazed look on his face when he began to think of her. He stopped listening to the conversation.

Imrahil took note of the fact that Faramir was not paying attention, and moved the conversation away from the Mark. "It is sad that you are leaving so soon, you will miss my sons coming here. And my daughter."

Faramir snapped out of his Éowyn filled thoughts and looked at his uncle. "Lothíriel is coming?" He asked.

"She is. I am as surprised as you. She must want to see some more of this world. I think it is a good thing." Imrahil said.

"Why would Lothíriel's coming here be a surprise?" Éomer asked.

Imrahil opened his mouth, but Faramir began before him. "She has never expressed any interest in leaving Dol Amroth before. In fact, she almost insists that she not have to leave that city."

"Insists or demands. She is as strong headed as her mother was. But only when she wants to be." Imrahil said thinking about his daughter.

"Sounds like Éowyn. Though, she is always strong headed, even about some things that are out of her hands." Éomer said, boring into Faramir.

"Some things need a strong will to get them done." Faramir said. "And it is not always bad for a woman to have her own will." He added. He saw Éomer take in the words, and almost give him a look of approval.

So. Éomer thought, he knows that my sister has her own will and will not try to stop her. He might have some potential for her yet.

"Aye, though in some things they should be quiet." Éomer was testing Faramir, to see if he could pass with the bonds he could place on Éowyn.

Faramir considered the words. So he means to find out what I think of Éowyn's position in my eyes. "If it involves them, I would like to hear their impute on the situation. I would not want to imprison someone into doing what they do not want to do." At this, Faramir knew that he passed the test. His words were sincere, and Éomer also caught that in his tone.

"That is a good thing, Lord Faramir. Would you meet with me tomorrow morning? I think we must talk about what you intend to do with Lady Éowyn." Éomer said, though he wished not to say the words.

"I can." Faramir said, trying very hard not to smile at Éomer's words. I will have to tell Éowyn this afternoon.

Imrahil sat back and watched them speak. It was amusing to see how Éomer reacted to Faramir's words. He knows that this might be the right one for his sister, and doesn't want to admit it. Imrahil thought.


That afternoon, the sun was high and warmed the whole City. The glow of the fall of Sauron still hung in the air, and everyone felt the new life within themselves. Éowyn sat facing the walls of the Citadel, her eyes closed, letting the sun wash over her. She heard footsteps, not matter how soft they were, for she had begun to pick up on them. She smiled as they drew closer. Faramir sat down, facing out over the fields as they had planned, right next to her.

"It is such a wonderful day." She said lazily.

"It is, have you spoken with your brother since yesterday?" Faramir had to ask the question.

"No, I did not. I avoided him yesterday, and this morning. I fear that if I talk to him, I will end up yelling at him." She said with a smile. Part of her wanted to yell at her brother for his actions.

"I spoke with him this morning. He wants to speak again tomorrow. I think I may have passed his first test of sorts." Faramir let out a small laugh at the end.

"You are? That could be something. What was it?" She wondered what her brother would have in store for Faramir, or for herself for that matter.

"He asked if I would let you still be willful, though not in so many words." Faramir said.

"And?" Éowyn wanted to know the answer herself.

"I would have it no other way." He said, placing his hand over hers.

She smiled, this was what she wanted. "Was there anything else that he said?"

"Only that he is planning to return to Rohan on the eighth, then to return here again to bring back Théoden's body."

"He will want me to go with him back to Rohan. I do not think he would let me come back on his return either." Éowyn sighed. Her eyes widened when she realized when she had to return. She had to resist the urge to turn her head when she answered. "That gives you three days to win his favor. Possibly some when he returns as well. I do not think he will let me go that easily though."

"I know the time, and I plan to use most of it. I only hope that it will be enough." Faramir said with a sigh. Éowyn squeezed his hand, wanting to look at him.

"It will be, it has to be." She said as she leaned her head on his shoulder. He smiled and leaned to her as well, feeling that there was no obstacle in his way at the moment.


A/N: As I said above, don't count on this regularity. I just got really inspired with this, and it took off. I think the same thing is happening with my other ongoing. Please review if you liked it or with any ideas!

Responses:

Dark Lady Arantraneth: I have, and he is beginning to. Just let him get to know Faramir a little more as well. Thanks for the review!

ForeverFaramir: Hmm have Éowyn smack him...sounds like a good idea. I will have to work that in. Yes, sharing works. Thanks for the review!

ClapToSaveTheFaires: It might, and his own will will be getting in the way. Thanks for the review!

Telhyandowen: Yes, I also like that they can have the whole forbidden love too. Éomer will never admit he is wrong, well not in those words, just change his mind. Thanks for the review!

Voldie on Varsity Track: He is sexy. I want to own him too, but first I think we need to get raid of his "partner". She will be easy though. He is so sexy when he is mad. Thanks for the review!

Spidy: They should. Though, Elrond isn't there at the moment. We will just have to console the Gondorians...or maybe, in your case, trade him for a certain Prince of Troy. Empty Joe's pockets for him...it will be fun. Now update too! Thanks for the review!

Rebby-Eowyn: It is not today that they have to worry about, it is the next. I have something planned for the two of them. Thanks for the review!

Ziroana: You have my word that he will let them, though when they know he will let them, is another story. I love reading stories about them, I can't get enough. Thanks for the review!

LiL Pippin Padfoot: Ah, soda in the morning. It's so good. I don't know who the doors remind you of, but they remind me of Pyrmus and Theisbe (did I spell those right? I might have to correct myself), from Greek mythology. They talk through a wall. It's always a pleasure to get your reviews! Thanks again!