Title: Secrets... Author: ...Emmy... Pairing(s): Faramir/Sam, Frodo/Faramir; (later Merry/Sam and Pippin/Legolas). Rating: R Summary: A betrayal… Disclaimer: Nothing too bad about this story. Just a couple choice words and some sex... Warning: near death of Samwise... :( Secrets Part 1- Frodo’s Secret The air blew over the hills. The air from Mordor smelt quite foul in Frodo Baggins nose. He look around sneakily. No one was awake yet. He stood up, carefully trying to not disturb anyone. He looked out the window quietly not expecting anyone or anything. He was ready to back to bed but as he turned around Faramir was behind him. “Frodo? Why are you just standing here?” he asked. Frodo looked a bit nervous as he began to speak, “I was... waiting for you?” Faramir looked confused but he let Frodo carry on. “I have feelings for you Faramir, I don’t know exactly why but I do.” Frodo said. Faramir looked at the ground, pondering his next decision. The next thing he knew Frodo was trying to take his hand. “Us? Master Baggins? I am not sure I like you in that way, but I do not want to hurt you. I just am not sure, if...” Faramir trailed off. Frodo eyed him warningly. He tried again to take Faramir’s hand. “No, Sir Baggins no.” he said. Frodo’s face turned away from Faramir’s as he began to cry. He knew it. He shouldn’t have said a damn thing! Faramir could see how much he had hurt Frodo already. Faramir heard a rustling near the entrance of the cave. Sam was standing there. “Hello Sir, Faramir.” he stuttered. Frodo still looked out the window as tears silently rolled down his pale face. Faramir smiled at Sam and bowed. “Master Gamgee! It’s quite lovely to see you, a bit chilly isn’t it?” he asked. Sam was hiding something, Frodo could tell. He looked a bit uncomfortable. He started to walk away when a sheet of paper feel from his pocket. Frodo rushed over to pick of the paper. It was a note to Faramir. “Dear Mr. Faramir,” I have no heart to say this to you, but I like you. I know it sounds quite strange really, coming from me, Samwise Gamgee but I do. My captain, you are a wonderful and handsome man and my love is yet only a fantasy that will not be fulfilled.” Frodo stared at Sam. “Is this true Sam? Is it?” he cried. Sam looked at Frodo crying and he started to cry himself. He got down on his knees. “I...never intended for this to be this way. I didn’t mean to drop the note. I am so sorry!” The dull sun shined over the cave. Frodo rustled a bit in his sleep. His eyes shot open. Sam and Faramir were no where to be found. Frodo’s eyes were tearing up. “Faramir? Sam?” his calls echoed on the wall. He heard a noise not too far off. “Faramir, sir. We cannot do this. I mean Frodo likes you and i.... would be betraying him. Why don’t we....” Sam blushed. Faramir smiled at Sam. “I know. I know what you want to do and yes, I will fulfill it.” he laughed. Frodo walked in. He looked almost shocked but tried to quickly to hide his expression. “You expected us to be sleeping together?” Faramir whispered in Sam’s ear. Frodo looked into Faramir beautiful eyes. “Yes...” “Master Gamgee here suggested us three should fulfill our lust together.” Faramir proclaimed. Sam blushed marvelously red as Faramir said that. His world began to spin. Time sped up. Faramir was undressing and Frodo was naked. He ripped his clothes off. He didn’t know who he should go to. Frodo smiled at him, motioning for him to come here. Sam crawled to him and Frodo began to kiss him. Faramir looked quite startled at this. He thought for sure he’d come to him. Frodo began to kiss Sam and feeling him up. They kissed...licked. Faramir sat behind a rock. He felt so horrid sitting and listening to Frodo and Sam make love. Faramir didn’t know what he was supposed to do. Frodo’s moans rang in his ear. Sam’s little noises petrified him. Faramir felt so much jealousy for Frodo. But why? He stood up holding something in his hand. Sam and Frodo were rolling around moaning...kissing....Faramir stared at Frodo. His stony eyes glared. He wiped a strand of raven rain from his face. The sun glinted off a knife in his hand. “Faramir! NOOOOOOO!” Title: Secrets (part 2) Emmy(secondbreakfast00@hotmail.com) Pairings: Frodo/Sam, Merry/Sam, Faramir/Sam, Faramir/Frodo, Pippin/Legolas Rating: R Summary: Part 2 (see part 1) Disclaimer: Pretty clean... Warning:Near death of Sam in later chapters... His anger blinder him as he cut a gash from Frodo’s leg. Frodo’s screams echoed loudly off the walls. Faramir held his head in his hand. Sam got on and pulled his breeches on. “Faramir, we trusted you... We thought you wanted us...” Faramir sat in the corner...the dim light blinded him as he cut away at his arms. His blood dripped. “My jealousy, my anger...Dear ERU, I am turning into Boromir!” he cried to himself. Frodo laid there as Sam tended to his wounds. Frodo still cried aloud at random times but it was sparse. “How in the hell could you, Faramir?” Sam yelled. “I can’t... I can’t...” Faramir stood up and ran. He ran like there was no tomorrow. Eowyn and Faramir sat in the Houses of Healing. He seem conflicted and depressed. Faramir remembered the pain he’d cause Frodo...had the quest failed? “Eowyn, my love. I have something I have to tell you. I did something in the past I am ashamed of.” he whispered. Eowyn looked deeply into his gray eyes. “What is it?” she questioned. Faramir sighed as he began his tale of Frodo and Sam in Mordor. He talked slowly and sadly, like it was a repressed dream. “Now I worry, love that I changed the course of the quest and how it ended.” The white wall of Minas Tirith shined in the bright light. Frodo and Sam entered the city with joyous celebration and trumpet fanfare. “Frodo Baggins, son of Drago and Samwise Gamgee, son of Hamfast and his loyal servant have done what Ilsilder could not do! They have destroyed THE ONE RING!!!” Aragorn proclaimed. Many people shouted and screamed praise. “Frodo?” He turned slowly. It was Faramir. “I know, you’ve worried of me. I was fine. I may’ve not destroyed it as easily as I could’ve without my leg in pain. I do not blame you in anyway for this. I know you are really a good man. Jealousy...yes. It does eat away at you. It strikes when unneeded and it hurts.” Frodo said. Faramir looked stunned, he couldn’t actually believe Frodo had forgiven him. “How could you forgive me?” Frodo smiled weakly. he looked different. His eyes tired and he seemed sad. “Faramir, I need to lie down. Do not ponder why I forgave you. Just be happy.” he whispered. He started walking the citadel, where he slept. Dawn broke in Minas Tirith, The sun poured into Sam’s room. He wanted so badly to speak with Faramir. He had to speak to him.He yearned for his voice. A knock sounded at the door. And he was, Faramir of Gondor. Almost like an elven god. “Lord Faramir, I have yearned for you. Your face, your eyes, your everything.” Sam took Faramir’s face and began to kiss him. Faramir pushed him away. “Master Gamgee. I have a fiancée and I am now the Steward of Gondor.” he whispered. “I leave you now.” Faramir turned his back on Sam, who now was crying silent tears. His tears rolling down his face.