Not sure where the Party Field is. Or, actually, if it exists. But Humour me and pretend it's near Bag End. And if it is near Bag End... well, no problems then.

SLASH but from Rosie POV.

PTO.. no, BTW, there we go, the Him is Frodo.

Reviews are welcome.

I suppose I will. He's always come first. Always. And what happened to you two, though you won't tell me anything, must have brought you closer together.

And it's more obvious today. You're trying, bless you, you are. A picnic in the Party Field. Not much privacy, but near the Hill, most important to you. You sit, facing Bag End, looking up from your food as though you expect to see Him through the walls.

Go to Him, Sam. Because it breaks my heart to see you torn in two.