After a pause, Frodo said, “Let’s go. I’m sure your family is getting worried.”
Lily nodded, wiping away fresh tears.
They returned to Lily’s family. Frodo walked with them until they were back at Lily’s house. It was nearly dark by the time they arrived. There he kissed her good night and thanked her for her companionship.
Lily savored his kiss and gave him a hug. “If you need me, please come and get me,” she told him before he departed. “I will worry about you so much tonight.”
“I will be all right,” he said, not altogether honestly and returning her embrace, “but thank you.”
Lily smiled at him sadly. “Alright. I love you, Frodo Baggins. Never forget or doubt that, alright?”
“All right. And I love you, too, Lily Goodbody.”
Lily smiled at him again and, with one last kiss, he departed. She watched him until he was gone, and then Lily went inside. She cleaned up again, to get the sweat and dirt off of her, and laid in her bed. She didn’t sleep a wink that night; she couldn’t shake the feeling that Frodo wasn’t going to be alright tonight, and there was nothing she could do because she wasn’t there for him right now.
Frodo’s night was equally restless, for the nightmares returned. He awoke in the middle of the night crying out, and although the events of the dream fled his mind, he was awake for most of the night from the agony that assailed his shoulder. He knew not how peacefully Lily was sleeping, but he knew that he would tell her nothing about his restlessness.
(Source: ask-frodo-baggins)