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Score today: "The Parting Of Frodo and Sam"

So I changed the parting scene a little... Ah!

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Chapter 6:

We sat there on the ground in each other's arms, sobbing and laughing happily. I could not believe she was here! Of all the places, in all Middle Earth, we just happen to meet here. To me, in my arms, she felt like a happy little child clinging to her mother. It was odd.

"At last, they have found each other." Gandalf said with a smile. Standing up, Gemevieve hugged me around the waist tightly.

"You knew I had a sister?" She asked as the wizard chuckled and nodded. The small hobbit with him looked up and have him a quizzical look.

Gandalf laughed and nodded, "Yes, my dear." He replied.

Faramir looked at me, and gave me the smallest of smiles with a nod. I nodded back to him with a grin, and he turned back to Gandalf. His face sunk a little more, and he grew serious again, as did Gandalf.

"Gandalf, the other little ones, they're taking the road to the Morgul vale." Faramir continued, I frowned a little. Saruman had talked of the Morgul vale before, why would they take that way?

Gandalf looked horrified, "And then the pass of Cirith Ungol."

I jumped a little, "Cirith Ungol? But that would lead them-"

I stopped and Gandalf nodded.

The stairs.

"What does that mean? What's wrong?" The hobbit asked us. Gandalf ignored him and looked back to Faramir.

"Faramir, tell me everything. Tell me all you know."

I was taken back to a room of my own, where Genevieve joined me with her things. In the closet, a nice tan and white dress hung in it. It fit me well, and the sleeves flowed a little, just enough room to move my arms. Genevieve talked on and on about how she woke up here, who she had met, and how she had gotten here. There was one person she kept bringing up though, someone named Merry.

"He's really nice, and funny. He's smart too! You'd like him,"

I laughed, "I think you like him!"

She blushed a little now, "Yeah, I do, I guess."

"You guess?"

"They've already kissed!" A voice piped in from the doorway. There stood the small hobbit from earlier.

"Really?" I turned to my sister, who glared at the other hobbit.

She smiled, "Ginger, this is my friend, Pippin! And let me say something, it's not like you and Diamond haven't shared a few smooches!" She cried, smacking his arm. Pippin blushed and looked up at me, entranced.

"You look just like each other," he stated, looking back and forth between us. I smiled and nodded, we got that a lot.

"Ready to go now?" Genevieve asked, linking arms with me. I nodded and the three of us headed to see Faramir's father, Lord Denethor.

"My dear, you are a captive, are you not?"

"Well, yes I am, but-"

"Then by law, you must fight for Gondor. You will be in service for us, if war should come upon us, you must fight!"

"My Lord-"

"Leave."

Ginger stepped back, dazed.

"You will be given a uniform and armor. This will be the first time I have suited a woman before. Go now."

Ginger nodded and looked to Pippin and Gen who stood to the side. Gen now joined her sister and the two walked out, leaving Pippin alone.

We'd had a few close calls to falling, especially Frodo. I climbed behind him, then Sam behind me. It was hard not to look below, and when you did, you felt your heart drop to your stomach. Just when I thought I couldn't climb one more step, Frodo lost his footing.

It's kinda amazing how much being a base and back-spot for cheer back home helps. His foot came down and my hand shot up just in time, steadying him. He let out a breath and nodded, and I gave him a little boost up.

"Careful master! Careful!" Gollum shrieked at us, "Very far to fall. Very dangerous are the stairs." He warned us as he climbed over a ledge.

I nodded to myself, "Hell yes they are!" I whispered. Looking up, I couldn't really see Gollum, so I looked back down and focused on climbing up myself.

"Come master!" Gollum said to Frodo, trying to help him up I assumed, "Come to Smeagol." He squeaked again.

What happened next, I didn't know why. Sam freaked out and drew his sword as we climbed. I shrieked and ducked my head as he did so, and closed my eyes.

"Get back you! Don't touch him!" Sam warned. I opened my eyes again and looked up, just in time to see Gollum help Frodo over the ledge.

"Why does he hates poor Smeagol? What has Smeagol ever done to him?" Sam growled and sheathed his sword. Spinning around, I glared at him quizzically.

"Sorry, but why the random burst?" I asked as he shook his head.

"You didn't see 'im? Miss Karolyn, Gollum is no one to be taken lightly!" He exclaimed as he pushed me up onto the ledge, I turned and helped him.

"I know, Sam." Was all I said.

But really, what had he freaked about? I turned to look at Gollum, who was crouched over Frodo, whispering to him. Then, Frodo spun around and looked to Sam with fear, then me, and he clutched the ring around his neck protectively.

(Start "The Parting Of Frodo and Sam")

About an hour later, we all settled down in our spots on the ledge. Gollum slept on a higher rock above us, Sam curled up against it, and Frodo and I had to sleep together for more room, so I wouldn't fall to my death while I was asleep.

Frodo nestled up against me, "I'll be able to sleep tonight," he whispered as I smiled.

"Why?"

"Because you're here, next to me." He said back. Chuckling, I patted his hand and held it as he massaged it. He liked to do that, whenever he could. Massage me. It felt good, and I fell asleep listening to his heart beat and his massaging. Even in my sleep I felt him kiss my cheek and fall asleep himself.

Then, it hit me.

All of the visions I had had while I was here. Starting with the first one and making it's way up the list.

First, the ring and that sword! I heard the hammer hitting the sword and could faintly seeing my vision flaming up, and then I could see the ring clearly. Held over fire.

Then Lady Galadriel, standing next to the ship at a harbor.

'The choice will be yours,' the love echoed sharply as now a new vision appeared.

A great army. Surrounding a smaller one. The smaller one charged, and now I could barely make out Ginger running into the battle. My vision grew bloody as I watched her fight, then, she stood still. Nothing. All else moved around here, but she stood in the midst of it all. Nothing.

'Karolyn Hadley!' A voice shouted, an evil voice. I screamed and shot up from where I was. No one was awake, so I obviously had made no noise, except in my dream. Frodo shifted and wrapped his arm around my waist tightly, in turn pulling me down back next to him. Sighing, I gave in and turned to face him.

He was so fragile, I felt like I could break him if I barely touched his face. Stroking his cheek and brushing through his hair, he slightly smiled. I fell back asleep.

"Karolyn, get up." Frodo whispered in my ear. Moaning, I turned and opened my eyes to see Frodo's face over mine. I smile and he kissed my forehead. Pulling me up, I looked over to Sam, who seemed to be pretty pissed. Gollum was sitting nonchalantly on his own little rock, and I ignored him. That was my best option now, just ignore him.

"It's dark still," Frodo observed as he sat down next to Sam.

"It's always dark here," Sam replied, looking through the sack. Then, he began to panic greatly. Frodo and I eyes him suspiciously and watched as he pulled out a vacant lead covering. A piece of Lembas should have been in it!

"It's gone!"

"What?" I shouted and leapt to his side, we continued to dig thoroughly and quickly. How had it been gone? Who had eaten it?

"The elven bread!" Sam sighed and we looked to Frodo, who now snapped awake.

"What? That's all we have left!" Frodo exclaimed as I sunk to the ground, still searching. Then, I looked up to Sam as it grew quiet. He was glaring at Gollum, with a lot of fury. Then I looked back to Gollum, who was scratching his head, as if thinking.

"He took it! He must have!" Sam snapped suddenly. Gollum seemed taken aback by this and shook his head.

"Smeagol? No! Not poor Smeagol, Smeagol hates nasty elf bread!" Gollum stated with a nod of his head, Sam's face twisted.

"You're a lying rat! What did you do with it?" Sam accused him, yelling.

Then Frodo stood, "He doesn't eat it. He can't have taken it!" He pointed out. All the while I sat, watching.

Gollum gasped, "Look! What's this?" He leaned over and began to brush his jacket. Puzzled for a moment, I watched.

Crumbs.

They fell to the ground and all over my face. Standing up quickly I stared at Sam, who looked mortified and angry.

"Crumbs on his jacketses! He took it!" Gollum exclaimed menacingly, pointing at Sam, "He took it! I've seen him, he's always stuffing his face when master and girly is not looking!"

Why? WHY WAS I BROUGHT INTO THIS?

Frodo turned to glare at Sam now, madly. I only stared at him in confusion. Sam's face now filled with anger, blood boiling.

"That's a filthy lie! You two faced, stinking sneak!" Sam lunged for Gollum, and grabbed him by the throat. He began to punch Gollum rapidly.

"Sam!" Frodo and I shouted simultaneously. We lunged for him as well, and tried to pry him away. Suddenly, Sam's hand collided with mine and before I realized it, smashed it right into a rock.

"SAM! OUCH! Dammit!" Tears stung at my eyes as I held my hand closely to my chest, it felt sticky and warm.

Blood.

"Sam! Stop it!" Frodo pried him off Gollum, and pushed him away, then pointed to me, by now I was crying, trying to hide the blood from them.

"You've hurt Karolyn!" He exclaimed madly.

"I'll kill him!" Sam stood once more.

"Sam, no!" Frodo's voice screeched and pushed Sam down once more, with harder force.

"Oh my, I'm sorry!" Sam squeaked, "I didn't mean to go so far, I was just so, so angry! Here, lets just rest a bit."

Frodo continued to glare, then the two turned to me at another hiccup of mine. Sam's eyes went wide as he saw the blood trailing down my hand. I didn't even want to look at it, it hurt so much, I didn't want to imagine what it looked like. Now he jumped up immediately and took my hand. Closing my eyes I heard him gasp, then someone ripped a piece of cloth.

Frodo wrapped his torn piece of shirt around my hand gently, "Miss Karolyn, I'm terribly sorry, I barely even noticed your small hand there! I'm so sorry!" Sam began to repeat, I shushed him after my hand was wrapped, a little blood seeping through.

"It's fine,"

"Not it isn't." Frodo growled.

Shit. Now he was mad with Sam.

"He said he was sorry, Frodo. That's all that matters." Frodo looked at me with a 'Seriously?' look on his face.

"I truly am sorry, Mister Frodo."

Frodo now stood in front of me protectively, and I had no clue what to do. His arm wrapped around me, guarding me.

"Sam isn't a killer, Frodo. It was an accident!" I whispered as he shook his head.

"Mister Frodo, you're exhausted! It's that Gollum, it's this place. It's that thing around your neck!" He suddenly said as we both turned to him, "I could help a bit. I could carry it for awhile!" Sam suggested calmly and helpfully.

Frodo's face slowly began to twist in utter horror an anger. He glared at Sam, each passing second growing darker.

"I could share the load!" I heard Sam say. Then, Frodo snapped.

"Get away!" He pulled me behind him closely, possessively.

It didn't feel right. I didn't like it.

"I don't want to keep it! I just want to help!" Sam exclaimed as he fell backwards to the ground. Frodo now grabbed my good hand's wrist, tightly. I tried to wedge free, but it wouldn't budge.

"Let go," I growled, but he said nothing.

"See, see? He wants it for himself!" Gollum hissed at Frodo, who turned slowly to Sam again.

Sam panicked and shook his head, "Shut up you!" He stood again and glared, "Go away! Get out of here!"

Frodo shook his head, "No, Sam. It's you." He said as Sam now looked to him, very upset.

Now I looked to Frodo, "What?" I whispered.

"I'm sorry." Frodo merely said as Sam began to melt.

Crying he said, "But he's a liar! He's poisoned you against me!"

"You can't help me anymore." Frodo said as Sam shook his head, tears streaming down his face quickly. I even found tears forming in my eyes.

"You don't mean that!" Sam whispered, trying as hard as he could.

Frodo shook his head and glared, "Go home." He said.

Sam looked at me, then him, and began to cry. He sunk back against the rock and pulled his knees to his chest, sobbing. He had just lost his best friend, and all hope. Frodo turned to me. His promise was broken, as was mine.

"Lets go,"

I pulled back, "No."

Frodo turned to me, he seemed to be angry, "No?" He questioned.

"If Sam can't help you anymore, than I can't," I snapped back as we stared each other down. If only looks could kill...

"What do you mean?"

"Exactly that," I shook my hand free of his tight grasp and he shook his head.

"Karolyn, you want to come with me," he said.

It sounded like, he owned me?

I shook my head violently, "Frodo Baggins, I made a promise not to lose you."

He eyed me suspiciously, "Then come with me."

I shook my head, "No. No, I can't. I broke my promise."

Frodo shook his head, "You haven't lost me!"

"Yes, I have! I have lost you, and I don't think I'll ever get you back! I broke the promise, I can't go! Anyone so low as to betray their own friend, now that's pathetic." I snapped back harshly, it showed on him too. His glare softened and I glared harder.

"Karolyn-"

"Go." I whispered as he came closer, I shook my head at him.

"Kar-"

"GO!" I yelled at him as he came closer. Even I felt like Gollum was to blame for the bread.

What he did next broke my heart.

A tear fell from his eyes, and he nodded. Then left.

He nodded! Nodded!

He accepted that it was over. That he had lost us.

Gollum seemed a little guilty at the sight of us at first. Then sneered at us as he climbed up.

Then I broke down, long after they had left. I lost all hope as Sam sobbed in my arms. I lost it, I made no sound, and let Sam sob horribly. Tears silently flooded.

"Lets go home, Sam." I whispered as he nodded, kissing his forehead, we began our descent down.

All the time, the ring calling me. Calling me to go home, to my real home. Back to Frodo, it was calling me.

So, Ginger must fight!

And was thaonscreen just so sad?! I hated it in the movie, makes me sniffle! Anyways, REVIEW!

-Mrs. Frodo Baggins

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