Kyra wrapped her arms around Boromir as he kissed her. They sat on the outskirts of Osgiliath next to the river.

"This is crazy", Boromir said. "It's only been a month, but…"

"But?" Kyra asked.

"Nothing…it's nothing."

"No, tell me", she said. "I want to hear it."

Boromir wrapped his arm around her shoulders as he pulled her close. Kyra smiled as she kept her arms wrapped around him. He pressed a kiss to the top of her head as he rested his head on top of hers.

"We have been together for about a month, but…I think…"

"Yes?" Kyra asked.

"I think…I may…love you", Boromir hesitantly said.

Her eyes widened as she pulled back. She looked at him in shock.

"You think you love me?" Kyra asked. "Or you know?"

"Would it make a difference?" he asked.

"Boromir, of course it would!"

She softly pressed a kiss to his lips.

"I think I love you too."

Boromir looked at her surprised. Kyra smiled as she leaned in and kissed him. Boromir smiled into the kiss as he wrapped his arms around her. He lifted her off her feet and into his lap. She smiled as she wrapped her arms around his neck as she wrapped her legs around his waist.

"Kyra", Boromir breathed against her neck as he kissed her pale skin.

"Boromir", Kyra breathed back.

Denethor yawned as he awoke in the middle of the night. He was having trouble sleeping that particular night. He was troubled by bad dreams, bad memories. Denethor got up out of bed. Hopefully a walk would help him relax. He opened his bedroom door and walked down the hall to Boromir's room. He wanted to check on his sons and see if they were alright.

"Boromir?" he said knocking. "Are you awake?"

Denethor pushed the door open expecting to see his son sound asleep in his bed. Instead, he found the room completely empty. The bed remained untouched and neatly made. Boromir was nowhere to be found in his room.

Faramir looked out the window. Boromir was really late this time. Denethor was going to find out what he was doing if he didn't come home soon.

"Boromir, where are you?" he quietly asked as he looked to the fields.

Denthor slammed the bedroom door open and looked around.

"Father!" Faramir said jumping to his feet. "Is everything alright?"

"Where is he?" Denethor yelled.

"Who, Father?"

"Where is Boromir?! Don't you dare lie to me! Where is he?!"