"Don't you let go!" Sam pleaded, but with a bit forge into the voice.
"Don't let go..." This time he only pleaded, hoping that Frodo would not try to go after the ring and end up killing himself.

But Frodo only looked up, with a desperate gaze, like his whole world is about to be erased.

"Reach!"

Frodo finally made a decision and reached up with all the power he had left, and Sam managed to grasp his hand, never to let go again.

When Frodo was within reach he took Frodo's hand in both of his, careful not to touch where his finger once has been, and pulling him all the way up.

Frodo was panting heavy when he is lying on the rock and Sam was afraid he might pass out.

"Come on Mr Frodo." Sam say. "We must get out." Frodo just shake his head heavily and stared at Sam.

"You go Sam. I won't make it." He mumble and try to lick his dry lips, to find that he had no saliva left.

"Oh yes you will!" Sam state and look horrified at Frodo. He can't believe Frodo just said that. He slowly stood and lifted Frodo to his feet, holding him by his shoulders.

"You will make it home Mr Frodo. You will live in the Shire many more years, and you is going to have a great family."  He looked Frodo straight in the eye, and was worried to see Frodo look right through him, like he wasn't there.

Frodo nearly couldn't breathe because the really high temperature inside Mount Doom,and that was making him dizzy, but he really tried to listen to Sam anyway. Sam held his shoulders and speak to him, but he can't focus on him.

He gasp loudly when the bridge they stand on begun to crack , but Sam had already reacted. He held Frodo hard around the shoulders and begun to push him towards the exit, running as fast as their legs could carry them.

Frodo was so tired, and those few meters felt like miles. He suddenly stop and lean over, hands on his knees,  taking deep breaths and trying not to vomit what was left in his stomach.
The bridge crack even more, making a big crack between himself and his only exit.
"'It will break if I walk on it.' He thought in fear.

When Sam realise Frodo isn't with him he stop and look back, seeing Frodo was a few meters away, looking so small and scared.

"Mr Frodo!" He scream when he realise that the bridge is going to break.
He walk as close as he feared to, his feet right behind the crack, but not too close.

"Mr Frodo, slowly walk towards me." He say in such a calming voice as he could, and he realise he did it really good despite the situation. He reach out his hands above the crack, wanting Frodo to take them.

"I..I can't...I can't Sam..." He stammer, and it breaks Sam's heart to see tears of fear running down his face and he forge back his own. He remember his master telling him, that his greatest fear was heights. Frodo needs him to be strong now.

"Now, Mr Frodo, I promise you..." Sam begin but a loud boom cancels them, and big rocks and lava flying anywhere as the volcano explode.

Sam ducks just in time when a big rock fly past his head.

"Come on Mr Frodo!" He encourage and hold out his hand.

"Just take my hand.." He plead and Frodo catch his eye.

"I can't Sam. You go on and you will reach the Shire. You will marry Rosie Cotton and have great kids. Just remember to tell them about this adventure, I don't want it to be forgotten. Take my book Sam, and finish it." Sam tear up hearing his master speak like that.

"...and you are coming with me!" Sam yell, now furious, tears of fear running down his face. Mr Frodo is going to get home with him!

"I'm sorry Sam..."

"No! Just Get my hand! The exit is so close, just a few meters!" Sam scream as the lava begin to rise, and he realise in fear that the bridge will soon be covered in lava. Than a sentence hit his head, one that he knew Frodo could not resist.
"You don't want me to be unhappy do you?"

Frodo seem to be waking up from a dream, and he suddenly realise what he need to do to live. He need to win over his fear. It is not impossible.

"Alright Sam." He say, and Sam could have screamed with joy.
Sam took one step closer to reach Frodo, but that step was to much as the bridge break under his weight and he fall down, manage to hold on to the bridge, but Frodo couldn't see that from where he stand.

"Sam!" Frodo scream, terrified that his dear gardener and best friend has fallen down. He can't loose Sam like this, not after all that have been through together.

Before he could kneel down to search for his gardener the side of the bridge he was standing in begun to lean backwards, towards the lava. A quick flashback enter Frodo's mind through all the fear.

Moria.

He and Aragorn has been in the same situation, and he remember what to do.
"Sam, hold on." He say, sure Sam would hear him.
He leaned forward, and when he stood upright, he slowly, oh so slowly kneeled down, still keeping his balance.
He reached down his hand, feeling Sam take it and breathe out. Sam was alive.

"Sam, I will pull you up and lean backwards, that will be perfect balance."

"A..alright sir." Sam stammer, probably very afraid when hanging a few feet above the lava of Mount doom.

The mountain explode once more, making the bridge swaying sideway, away from the other part of the bridge.

"Sam!" Frodo scream and reach out in fear, manage to grasp the other part of the bridge with one hand, his other hand never leaving Sam as he let the other part go.

With his last power Frodo manage to get Sam up on the bridges, as his grip loosen and he fell.

"Mr Frodo!!" Sam scream as loud as he could and tried to reach Frodo, but it was to late.

Frodo has fallen into the lava of Mount Doom.

Sam couldn't believe it, he didn't want to believe it.

"Mr Frodo!" He scream again, in case he would hear him. He knew he couldn't. One foolish mistake....was all it needed.

Sam begun to sob loudly as his brain take it what has really happened and as much as it pains his heart he must get out.

He stood up and looked out over the lava.

"Rest in peace Mr Frodo Baggins of the Shire...forgive me..." He mumble and bow his head in a honour, before running out, bawling like a child.

"Sam." Frodo tried to scream but he couldn't. His throat was to dry. He heard Sam cry and mumble something and his heart broke when he heard what Sam mumbled.

'Oh Sam.' He wanted to scream. 'I am not dead. Help me.'

Truth to be told, he was hanging under the bridge, on a little cliff sticking out.
He knew he needed to get up there, and he begun to climb.

Each step harder then the rest. Blood flowing from where is finger once was, and from a few bigger bruises, and he felt the pressure get higher. The mountain will soon explode again and when it do, He will die for real as the lava was right under his feet.

He finally got up on the bridge, and run out.
He saw Sam sit on cliff outside, his hands to his face as he cried, his shoulders shaking with each sob.

'Oh Sam I am so sorry.' Frodo though and slowly begun to walk over there. But the mountain exploded once and for all and the pressure casted him forward, right in the arms of Sam.

"Mr Frodo!" Sam cried as he wrapped his arms around him, afraid he would fade away if he let him go, if just for a second.

"I thought you were dead! you fell ... You fell..."

"Sam..." He manage to say, his throat hurt with every word. He thought of how to explain without having to speak much and 3 words come to his mind.

"I am here."

Sam begun to cry again and hugged Frodo hard, holding him against his chest. Frodo sigh a sigh of relief as he lean into Sam's hug, resting his head against Sam's chest. He knew they would not make it out of this, but he was sure this was the best way to die.

In the arms if his Sam.

This was just an idea I had, please click on that star if you want more like this one!! ;)