[piosenniel]

Child's post


Cami gazed over Pio's shoulder and stared intently at the smaller of the two wiggling bundles nestled securely in her friend's arms. She smiled gently at the prospect of being an "Auntie." Glancing over at Maura, she observed, "I believe this one has Pio's looks and temperment. Just look at her face, all scrunched up. She already knows exactly what she wants and is figuring out how to get it."

As if in response to Cami's words, the girl gave out a yelp of protest at some real or imagined injury in her tiny world. Pio tenderly shifted the little bundle closer, until the only sound heard inside the room was that of a little one nursing.

On her friend's face was a look of contentment that was different than any Cami had seen there before. The hobbit leaned over and found her own thoughts brushing against those of her friend. I'm so very happy for you. All those months of waiting and now this joy. I only hope Mithadan returns soon to be with you.

As Cami returned to Maura's side, she saw a shadow flit briefly over her husband's face. It was only an instant before he willed it away and turned to her again with a smile. There was no need for Cami to ask what he was thinking. The birth was over, and yet they were still here. But how long would that continue? Perhaps, Lorien would come to them tonight, insisting that they leave and go their separate ways.

A feeling of panic welled up in Cami's heart as she desperately searched for some way out. She tried to reassure herself. They shouldn't be leaving for at least a week. She'd already promised Bilbo that the two of them would stand up in the sitting room of Bag-end on the day of the twins' welcoming party, and exchange their vows publicly in front of friends. Like Maura, she purposefully shut out her fears and focused on Pio and the twins, since all the paths that led beyond this day held too many unanswered questions.

[ May 08, 2003: Message edited by: Child of the 7th Age ]