A/N:  More love, more angst.  Hope you aren't getting bored yet! :)  Movie verse.

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In desperation, you called to me as I barely held onto that ledge. I was past hope, past wanting to live anymore or so I thought. But you reached your hand down to me and I reached up. I wonder, do you know who you were trying to reach? I don’t.

My soul has not ceased to cry out its grief as the whisper, then the howl of the Ring filled me until I could hear nothing else. It changed me so much over the months I held it so close to me that now all I knew myself to be is gone. My heart and soul has been flayed raw. My identity has been destroyed. I no longer know who I am. I am a new, different person, a stranger to myself.

But still you pulled me up and instead of hanging over that cauldron of pain and disillusion, I was in your arms, not quite whole, but alive and with you. In the midst of the torment that has been grinding me into dust for months, there is that joy. When you hold me, I can hide from unbearable loss, from terrible knowledge. I can look at you and try to remember who I was before any of this had happened. Everything else has been torn away, but you have remained firm; an anchor that has kept me from being completely swept away; the only pure, sane thing left in my life; the calm amidst the furious storm. You saved me from the hell the Ring had thrust me into, the one I couldn’t escape on my own. I can also see that your tear-filled eyes hold a myriad separate agonies, all for me, each a knife to my heart, tearing into my soul because I know I caused that pain.

But there is also love there, so much incredible love. I want to drown there, forget everything else, especially that last terrible assault the Ring made that tore away the last of my will and resistance. What was truth and what was lie? I only need to look into your eyes to know.

Even now, dearest Sam, our lives at an end, you staunch the blood that flows from my heart and mourn that you cannot help my hand. You have always been there for me. I grieve that the only reward I can give for all that loyalty and devotion is more of a punishment, that you will now die with me, but, my brother, if die we must, there is still no place I’d rather be, no one I’d rather be with, than with you.

You have always held me safe; let me now hold you.