Character: Pippin

Word Count: 100

Rating: G

The broken form Merry had watched over for days suddenly tightened his grip on Merry's hand, his eyes moving behind swollen lids. Pippin began to writhe with the pain of shattered bones and bruises, uttering small, helpless cries and choking sobs.

One of the nurses called for Aragorn and there was a flurry of motion inside the small tent where the Halflings resided.

"Shh, shh, Pippin," Merry patted a damp, cool rag over his cousin's sweating forehead. While keeping his grip on Pippin's hand, he stroked his cousin's fingers with his thumb. "It's all over, my Pip, it is finished."