by shirebound
"It was our pleasure, Frodo. A rare time of joy for my people, who may hereafter find it only in the West. We enjoyed this day as much as you." He smiled. "I know it breaks with hobbit tradition, but I have a birthday gift to give you, if you will permit me."
Frodo frowned. "You gave me back my life, Lord Elrond. There is nothing else you need ever give me."
"You ask for nothing, Frodo, while deserving everything. But I have thought of one thing within my power to grant for all you have accomplished and endured. It is not precisely a gift for *you*, but I think it will bring you joy." He paused, reaching forward to lightly touch the gem that lay on its chain about Frodo's neck.
"Before my daughter and I parted, she told me that she offered you her place across the Sea." Frodo nodded. "No one can foresee what will happen, or what you will need in the future. You may choose to use this gift, Frodo, or perhaps not, but I am glad it has been offered to you. I have talked long with Mithrandir, and have consulted also with Galadriel as we traveled. We are all in agreement that there is something left undone."
"What do you mean, sir?" Frodo could not imagine what Elrond was talking about. "What have we left undone?"
Elrond looked at him gravely. "It is our fear that even a moment of contact with the One Ring can carry with it unlooked-for repercussions. For Bilbo, for you...." He hesitated. "Or for Samwise."
Frodo stared at him. "Sam? But-----"
Elrond held up his hand. "Perhaps, Frodo, there is no way to tell. Samwise may live a long, happy life, with never a hint of Shadow or haunting from the past. Or there may come a time, someday, when his time as Ring-bearer weighs heavily upon him." Elrond leaned forward and took Frodo's hands in his own. "If that time comes, he, also, is permitted to sail to the West and find healing. You may tell him anytime you wish, in any way that feels appropriate; perhaps as a gift to him on one of your future birthdays!" He smiled gently. "For the rest of his life there will be a ship waiting at the Havens in which Samwise may leave Middle-earth and find healing and peace in the West, if he so chooses. I will see to it."
Elrond stood and laid his hands gently on Frodo's head, then left the room without another word. Frodo sat in total shock for a long time, unable to move or think as tears slid down his cheeks, tears shed in joy and gratitude for this priceless gift to his dearest friend.
** TBC **