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Minas Tirith - Legacy of the Ring Bearer	By : Rufferto Category: -Multi-Age > Slash - Male/Male Views: 4261 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Fic Name: Minas Tirith - Legacy of the Ring Bearer.
Chapter Name: Chapter Nine �Truth and Options�
Pairing: Faramir/Boromir, Faramir/Frodo, Faramir/Aragorn, Aragorn/Frodo,
Rating: NC17 (Eventually)
Beta: The wonderful and stouthearted HEL! On suggestion from another friend, I changed the name of Faramir's friend to something more Middle Earthish.
Timeline: During the War of the Ring, in the final days and the year afterwards.
Synopsis: Faramir learns from Gandalf that he is pregnant with Frodo's child though love does not exist between them, or so the Prince of Gondor believes.
Disclaimer: I don't claim to own anything or make any money. Suing me will not do any good, you'd get a quarter at the most. Tolkien owns all the pretty men and hobbits.
ARCHIVE: Yes, but please let me know.
CHAPTER NINE: Truth and Options
Faramir felt Aragorn�s grip tighten on his shirt as the ranger yanked him to his feet, this time not holding back his strength. He stared at the younger man, and then at Eowyn, who�s hand had flown to her lips. Faramir stared at her reproachfully, the expression in the late steward�s son�s eyes confirming what Eowyn had blurted out.

�He�s � � Aragorn closed his mouth, and gazed at Faramir once again, stunned. He still maintained a grip on Faramir, despite the young man�s struggles. He was bleeding from where Faramir had clocked him. �Settle down,� he ordered.

Faramir still continued to struggle, not pleased at all with the way Aragorn was treating him. �Unhand me!� he snapped back, pulling away from the other, his eyes blazing with fury and distress.

�What in the hell do you mean, pregnant? I know elves can�� the King reached his hand to his head and rubbed his temples as he felt a headache coming on. As he did so he obligingly let Faramir go, resulting in the young man falling back to the floor, and backing away.

�I mean just that.� Eowyn finally replied, helplessly letting her hand fall to her side. �Gandalf discovered it before he got wounded apparently. That is why I�ve been so worried, he cannot be off on his own at a time like this.�

�Well, you�re right about that.� Aragorn said stiffly. �Who is the father, or mother?� he rubbed the back of his neck trying to make the headache dissolve.

Eowyn looked at the young man, who was glaring at both of them, and didn�t seem like he was about to divulge any information or confirm what they were talking about. In fact, he was seething. �That is for Faramir to say, my Lord.� she lowered her gaze.

The ranger sighed and eyed Faramir distastefully. �Forget it. I don�t want to know.� he sighed and folded his arms, resigned to accept the fact that it was true if Gandalf had confirmed it.

Faramir looked away from Aragorn, shame descending upon him suddenly. He managed to get to his feet somehow and turned from both of them. He moved to the window and leant against it, staring out over the city.

Eowyn glared suddenly at Aragorn, temper rising. How dared he treat Faramir that way? What did he know about it? �My -Lord- Aragorn.� she said carefully, not wishing to arouse his anger, but wanting to make sure he didn�t upset Faramir further. �Can you not see that he is upset, and not himself?�

�I see very well.� Aragorn snapped at Eowyn. A thousand emotions were going through him at the moment. Most of which were centered on Frodo. How would Frodo be able to deal with something like this? The ultimate betrayal. �I also see that he is irrational and a danger to himself. I understand, Eowyn, that much has happened in Minas Tirith, and he suffered. I understand this. The people of this city see him as critical to their rebuilding. I need him to come to terms with this and to snap out of it.� And I also want to wring his neck! Aragorn was so mad right now, he wasn�t really seeing straight. How could Faramir have hurt Frodo like this? Did the man feel nothing?

�You ask a lot.� Eowyn responded calmly, �You have no idea what it must be like for him. How can you? It has never happened to you.� Eowyn approached Faramir and laid a hand on his shoulder, noticing that he did not wince at least.

The Ranger growled under his breath, and turned on his heel. �I will leave him to you, but see that he does not move from this room until the healers are finished with him. There will be guards posted, make no mistake about that.� And so, the angry man stormed from the room, slamming the door behind him.

Eowyn glared at the door, wanting very much to smack Aragorn across the face. That would have to come later. Faramir looked at her, a frightened, miserable expression in his eyes. She drew him into her arms and held him, even as he sagged to the floor, resting there on his knees as she stroked his hair gently. His arms gripped her tightly and she felt him stifle sobs. His head rested against her stomach, and she held him that way for a long time. �Faramir?� she finally asked, lifting his chin so she could look at him. �I will help you if you let me. You cannot face this alone.�

She was so moved by his tearstained face that she bent down to kiss his forehead. �The child will need a mother,� she said softly.

�You hardly know me.� Faramir whispered, leaning his cheek into her hand. It was warm, and sensual. But, it was not Frodo�s hand, and the thought pained his heart greatly. �You do not know who I am.�

�I know that you are a kind and brave man. � she replied. �And I have no illusions of eternal love. I knhat hat your feelings are chaotic right now.�

�Eowyn, you are very beautiful.� Faramir said softly, �Any man would be glad to have you. I � I do not deserve you. You could do so much better. You are a Princess of Rohan.�

�And you are a Prince of Gondor.� she reminded him gently.

�I do not know my heart. I do not know.� He could not believe that she was offering herself to him, to help him deal with the pregnancy, with everything. He could not help but feel that she was throwing herself away on him. What about Frodo? What about Boromir? What about all the other men who had taken pleasure in his body? �I do not want to hurt you as I�ve hurt others. There is nothing I can give you.�

She stroked his cheek gently, �There is something you can give me. You are carrying a child. This is something that I do not believe I could ever do. I�ll take care of you, Faramir, if you will let me. I�ll help you.�

�I�� he wanted to tell her that he did not love her, that he could never love her. Her voice was so soothing though, so gentle, enticing. She cared about him, about the baby too. �I have to think.� he shook his head rising.

She nodded softly, �I�m sure you do, but think about this, Faramir. Frodo will want to return home to the Shire soon, his task here is done. Would he really be happy living in Minas Tirith?�

Faramir gently rose then, letting go of the lovely lady of Rohan. He smiled at her warmly, but he shook his head. �No, he would not. He is a hobbit who loves green fields and beautiful rolling hills. He would not want to spend his life with a broken man. Aragorn is right, I am broken. � He leant his hands against the windowsill.

�Why don�t you ask him what he wants instead of deciding for him?� A small voice came from the doorway. Frodo stood there, his hands clasped together as he watched Eowyn and Faramir. Faramir�s eyes held the hobbit�s for a long time.

So long that Eowyn finally realized neither of them could see her in the room, nor would either of them speak until she left. �You are not broken, not entirely, Faramir,� she said softly as she laid a hand on his shoulder briefly, and then she was gone.

Frodo entered the room and carefully closed the door behind him. �I wasn�t going to come back.� he said slowly as he approached the young man, and sat up on the bed, studying him.

�How long were you at the doorway?� Faramir asked, looking away from those brilliant blue eyes, and back out into the city.

�Long enough, Faramir. I heard everything.� Frodo�s expression was unreadable as he regarded his lover. �So this is why you have been avoiding me and why you won�t look directly at me? She is very beautiful, Faramir, she will make a good wife. But, there is something that I did not understand. She mentioned a child, that you had a child you could give her. What did she mean, because she also said she could not bear one?�

Faramir�s breathing became slightly erratic as he realized that he would have to explain, and he wasn�t ready for it. Not yet and probably not ever. �Frodo.� he tried to take a deep breath to calm himself as he sat beside the hobbit. �Eowyn is a beautiful woman, yes.� he put his hands in his lap in much the same way that Frodo was. �I don�t know how to say this, I don�t even understand it. I really don�t. Frodo, I never thought I�d ever see you again. I��

�So your words back in Ithilien were a lie? You said you loved me. You said it. I heard you, Faramir. Sam heard you. You said that was why you were letting me go. Do you have any idea what that means to me even now? Do you know how many hours I held those words deep in my heart as we stumbled through Mordor? I thought as long as I got through this, as long as I made it, I would have something more to return to, someone waiting for me like Sam did. Sam had Rosie�I�.thought. I thought I had you.� Tears welled in his eyes as he gazed up at the man who confused him so much. He could tell Faramir was in a lot of emotional pain, and he did not want to add to it, but he could not simply walk away.

�Frodo�� Faramir reached up, his fingers trembling as he threaded them through the thick dark curls. �Frodo, when I returned to Minas Tirith, Mithrandir was here. You know I had been wearing myself out, I practically passed out. When I came to, he talked with me. He had used magic to heal some of my wounds, and he told me that magic revealed something to him that would have otherwise been a secret for many months.�

�What secret, Faramir?� Frodo held his lover�s eyes, leaning into the warm hand he�d missed so much.

�Frodo, I am going to have a baby.� He said the words very carefully, so that there was no mistake. Saying them actually brought home the fact and he trembled slightly, but did not turn away. �Gandalf believes that it will be your child, apparently there are some men who can bear children though they may never realize it. He said I am one of those men, and because of your fertile seed, it became a reality.�

**TBC**
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