Clear Shot 11
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claudia603Title: The Clear Shot
Author: Claudia
Rating: PG13
Summary: Faramir and Boromir are on a hunting trip just inside the Shire. Boromir accidentally shoots a hobbit…
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters and make no money from them.
Story Notes: Yikes! Another young!injured!Frodo! What’s wrong with me? :-)
And for purpose of story, Frodo and Faramir and Boromir are about the same age, in their early twenties…
Whee! I finished a fic!
Clear Shot 11
Frodo had to laugh. He imagined that the group of nine gathered around Mrs. Rushlight’s wooden table was the most interesting bunch the kind wife of the healer had ever seen – Frodo and Bilbo, Boromir and Faramir, Sammy, his two little sisters, Gandalf, and the healer.
“I’ve heard so much about you, you dear thing.” The healer’s wife kissed Frodo’s cheek. “I’m so glad you’re all better, though I know Sammy’s going to miss you.”
She had put cushions on the chairs that Frodo and Bilbo sat on so that they could comfortably eat at the table. Frodo’s feet dangled far off the ground, but he was content.
“And I’ll miss him, too.” Sammy looked crushed at the idea of Frodo leaving the next day. “But we will write, won’t we?”
Sammy nodded. “I’ve known my letters for a good while now, though I’ll be starting to learn father’s craft soon.”
“A more noble craft you cannot find,” Gandalf said, winking at the young man.
“Thank you, sir.” For a moment, Sammy seemed to forget his sorrow while he basked under the wizard’s praise.
“You’re heading for the Shire tomorrow?” The healer’s wife asked of Bilbo.
“We hope,” Bilbo said. “The ranger Strider and your husband both gave Frodo the go ahead to travel and I know he misses his home.”
“And,” Frodo added. “Sammy is always welcome to visit, Mrs. Rushlight, though he might have difficulty not banging his head on our ceiling. And I will come back when I’ve recovered more.”
“And someday both of you lads must come to our city,” Boromir said. “You would be most welcome.”
“Yes,” Faramir said. “We would be proud to show you our towers and winding streets. I would have you listen to the trumpets and see our soldiers in their livery.”
Frodo and Sammy beamed at each other.
“Oh, yes,” Frodo said. “We would love that.”
The healer’s wife served steaming plates of roasted chicken, mashed potatoes, gravy, and something else that made Frodo’s eyes widen in joy.
“Mushrooms!”
“I told her,” Sammy said with a grin. “I said hobbits love mushrooms but she already knew.”
“You can’t live around Bree all your life and not learn something of the Little Folk,” the healer’s wife said. “I got the recipe from a hobbit who works for us.”
Bilbo rubbed Frodo’s shoulder. “My boy’s always loved mushrooms, more so than is natural for even a hobbit.”
Soon food was piled high on everyone’s plates. The fire in the hearth crackled, sending waves of warmth over Frodo. He had never felt so content, surrounded by the people he loved and the people he had come to adore in a short time.
Faramir raised his mug of ale. “A spread this good would be difficult to find even in our castle in Minas Tirith.”
“I must agree,” Boromir said. “If any good came out of this, it is that I have come to a greater appreciation of the people and lands nearly forgotten by Gondor.”
“And I’m glad I got to meet you,” Frodo said. “All of you.”
“Let us have a toast,” Boromir said. “To Minas Tirith, to Bree, to the Shire, and most of all, to Frodo’s recovery.”
“I will second that,” Bilbo said, smiling at Faramir and Boromir.
***
Faramir and Boromir urged their horses through the early morning mist. The chattering of birds was the only other sound, as the sun had barely begun to rise. Faramir’s heart was joyful.
“We will be arriving home much later than father was expecting us, but I am glad beyond words that we turned back.”
“Aye,” Boromir said. “It was a sweet ending, else we would have gone home believing he was dead.”
“He must be truly special,” Faramir said thoughtfully. “He is dear to Gandalf the Gray, and that is no small matter.”
“You can keep your wizards,” Boromir said. “But I will agree that the halfling is dear. I was sad to part from him.”
“I hope he will come to our city one day,” Faramir said. “Or perhaps we will return to these northern lands.”
“Perhaps,” Boromir said. “And I will leave my arrows behind.”
THE END
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Date: 2003-02-04 08:44 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2003-02-04 09:23 am (UTC)You finished a story! I envy you. :-)
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Date: 2003-02-04 05:56 pm (UTC)no subject
I echo what everyone else has said. A lovely story, very sweet. Your Bilbo and Frodo are delicious. Your Boromir came good at the end, your Faramir is honourable and good. And Gandalf, too! Just a lovely treat.
thank you!
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Date: 2003-02-04 05:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-02-04 05:19 pm (UTC)Alch
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Date: 2003-02-04 05:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-02-04 05:33 pm (UTC)Young Frodo was just too adorabble here . . . too adorable. :) Now I need more of A Simple Trip to Bree! Well, as well as a hundred of your other fics, and any new Frodo ones you care to start, and some more TLTW, and . . .
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Date: 2003-02-04 06:01 pm (UTC)Did I mention I love your icon?? So sweet.
And yes, my next non-slash to focus on is "A Simple Trip," though I need to reimmerse in it. I feel somewhat lost as to what I thought would happen next. Heh. I may need some advice on the treatment of snake bites!
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Date: 2003-02-04 09:33 pm (UTC)And that foolish young man had best follow his own advice and leave his arrows at home if he comes to the Shire again! Or I'll be sticking some fleas in his eyes myself!
“You can keep your wizards,” Boromir said. “But I will agree that the halfling is dear. I was sad to part from him.”
Now, is that in perfect Boromir character or what? A little of the old disdain, the refusal to look beyond what is in front of his own eyes and strength ... and yet his affection for Frodo is true. Just lovely. Thanks Claudia. This was a great story, so very satisfying. You do AU like no one else, that you do and no mistake about it.
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*hugs*
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Date: 2009-08-04 07:33 pm (UTC)For a second I really thought Frodo was dead, which made the happy ending so much happier.
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Date: 2009-08-10 01:56 am (UTC)