*I mutter to myself..

[mayorsamgamgee]

.. as I slosh the breakfast dishes around in soapy water*

He didn't eat enough breakfast to keep a bird alive.

*shakes head*

I'm makin' something fine for dinner and he's going to eat it... or my name's not Sam Gamgee!

*I hear a knock at the door... *

Frodo, me dear.. would you get that? My hands are wet 'n soapy from these dishes.

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*I raise my head...*

[_misterfrodo]

*...and reluctantly withdraw my arms from around Sam's waist where I was standing and kissing his neck from behind*

Yes, of course. *I smooth down my garments and pick a golden hair off my lapel* Are you expecting a delivery? If so, I'll sign for it.

*I walk to the front door and open it*

Good after...*I stop speaking*

*I stand..

[frodo_gardener]

.. transfixed, staring into the eyes of the one who's name I carry. My knees are shaking.*

Frodo? Mr. Frodo? Don't you know me?

Is my dad... I mean.. it's me, Mr. Frodo. It's Froie. Is my pop home?

*I see the disbelief in his eyes and realize... he hasn't seen me since I was a very small Hobbit*

It's really me, Mr. Frodo.

*I open my mouth to speak but nothing comes out*

[_misterfrodo]

*My brain darts wildly back and forth...or rather, my thoughts do*

You. Froie. *I realize finally that this is not a hallucination or an acid flashback from the '60's*

You look...*A smile slowly forms on my lips*...so much like Sam! Oh, Froie!!!

*I wrap my arms around you...hugging you to me* You've come back!

*I burst into tears..

[frodo_gardener]

... overwhelmed with the emotion of this homecoming. I hug Mr. Frodo tight, so happy that he seems glad to see me.*

It's me.. it's really me!

*After a moment I lean back to look at him and wipe my eyes with the back of my hand. Outside.. a gentle rain begins to fall.*

Oh, Mr. Frodo, is my Pop here? Is he OK?

*I hear odd sounding noises...

[mayorsamgamgee]

... coming from the entrance-way and reach for a towel to dry my hands*

Frodo? Who's at the door? Is there something wrong?

*I begin to walk toward the door*

[_misterfrodo]

*I turn to Sam with shining eyes*

Sam! Frodo is here! Your son! Can you believe it? And does he not look wonderful and grown up now?

*I look back at Froie again...marveling at the close resemblance*

*I hear my Frodo's words....

[mayorsamgamgee]

... but can't believe I heard right.*

What's this you're sayin', my love? Froie's here? NO! Can't BE!

*Then I see my son standing beside Frodo, looking just as he looked when he saw me on my way to catch the ship at the Havens. I stumble toward him, feeling my eyes burn with tears and the towel drops to the floor, unheeded.*

Froie? Son? Is it really you, my boy?

*I see my father...

[frodo_gardener]

.. walking toward me, his arms outstretched, and I run to him.*

Oh, Poppa!! Poppa! It's me, Poppa! It's me come home again!!

*I throw my arms around my Pop and feel him hug me tight. I can't stop crying from the sheer joy of being with this dear man once again and I can feel him crying too.*

*After a moment I lean back and look at him, then glance to Mr. Frodo as well.*

You both look so YOUNG! But, Poppa! You were a much older man when you left for the Havens!