Hello! This story is for all of you people who aren't quite ready to say goodbye to The Hobbit trilogy just yet. I've read a lot of these story's, so I know there are a lot of them out there, but this is my version of it. So I hope you all like it! I have red The Hobbit, but this story is mostly based on the movies and my little imagination.
This is the edited version! I re-read this chapter and I saw the most embarrassing grammar mistakes!
Well anyway it's all fixed now. Enjoy!
Bronwyn and Bilbo Baggins where inseparable when they were children. They where full of adventure and curiosity. Running through the woods, looking for Elves or across fields chasing fireflies.
At night they would read to each other the most amazing stories about hero's, mighty dwarves and beautiful Elves. Bronwyn loved to know more of the world around her and every night she would dream about the adventures that she surely would have when she got older.
After their parents died and time went by they grew more and more apart. Bilbo became a respectable Hobbit. He still loved to read books but he was done with adventures and chasing Elves.
Bronwyn became a beautiful but not what you could call a proper Hobbit. She had long wavy golden hair with chocolate brown eyes just like her brother. She would still run around in the woods and scare the living hell out of every living creature. Her dress was always torn and dirty, with much irritation of her brother who would be the one to clean up her mess.
The morning sun shined trough the window of Bronwyns bedroom. Her eyes twitched at the brightness that hit her face. When she noticed what it was her eyes shot open and a smile crept on her face. Today was the day! She thought. Today is the day she would finally leave the Shire and go on a adventure!
She jumped out of bed and looked at her fully packed bag in the corner of her room. She had been planning this for weeks now, ever since she found those old maps in her mothers private chest. Bronwyn put on a pair of comfy travel trousers a woolen shirt and coat. She looked over at her desk where one of those maps lay waiting for her. A narrow red line was visible on the map. The line went from the Shire trough Bree to Rivendell.
''Rivendell.'' she whispered with a smile. She could feel the butterflies in her stomach rise.
She quietly opened the door of her bedroom with the bag already on her back. Bilbo was still sleeping and she really wanted him to stay that way. He would never agree in her leaving. She sneaked past her brothers bedroom into the kitchen. In one of the cupboards she pulled out a sack with food she already had prepared the night before. Out of her pocked she took an envelope with Bilbo's name on it and laid it on the table for him to find. Her fingers stroked the brown paper.
''Im sorry Bilbo. I have to do this.'' she said quietly and without looking back she walked out of the front door.
Bronwyn had already been walking for a few hours. The road was quiet and peaceful and she enjoyed every moment of it. The butterflies in her stomach were still fluttering until her stomach started to growl, it was time for second breakfast after all. Bronwyn left the road and found a place to start a fire to boil some water for tea and while she was at it she could also roast that
chicken she bought at the market. She searched in her bag and found her sandwich she saved from her first breakfast.
Bronwyn was enjoying her meal so much that she didn't notice that something was moving towards her from behind.
''Looks like someone is enjoying themselves'' an irritated voice said.
Bronwyn almost chocked on her piece of chicken and quickly jumped up and turned around. There she saw a familiar face that belonged to her brother. Bronwyn coughed the last piece of chicken out of her throat ''Bilbo, you scared me to death!'' Bilbo stood with his arms crossed over his chest.
''Not yet, little sister.''
Bronwyn could see the anger in his dark brown eyes. She felt a pang of guilt and she quickly looked away at the ground.
''How did you find me anyway?'' she asked carefully.
''Well, that wasn't the hard part, because it seems you haven't even left Hobbiton yet'' Bilbo replied. Bronwyn looked at him in shock.
''What do you mean? I have been walking for hours!''
''That may be so.'' he said ''but it seems you have been going in circles.''
Bronwyn looked around her and found that the trees did look familiar. She slowly looked back at Bilbo and felt her face grew hot with embarrassment. She sank to her knees and felt hot tears running down her cheeks.
Bilbo looked at his little sister and started to feel sorry for her. He was still angry but he just could not bear to see his little sister sad.
''I was really worried you know.'' he knelt down in front of her.
''I know...'' Bronwyn sobbed through her tears ''I just really wanted to see the world.''
Bilbo put his arms around Bronwyns shoulders and pulled her in a hug.
''I know...''
He pushed her away to look in her eyes his eyes. The same brown eyes he saw in the mirror everyday. But when he looked into her brown eyes he could see his little sister, not yet grown up, but full of life. The little sister he had to protect no matter what, even when she was foolish and reckless. The little sister he loved very much.
He wiped away the tears from her cheeks and gave her a warm smile.
''So, do you have some leftover chicken for your brother or did you eat it all?''
Her mouth curled into a smile and she gave him the rest of her sandwich. They sat by the fire together talking and laughing until every crumb of the food that Bronwyn had packed was gone. It became dusk and Bilbo got up to put out the fire.
''Let's go home. It's only an hour away so we can be home before it's completely dark.''
He held out his hand towards her and looked at Bronwyn with a question like look, not quite sure if she wanted to go with him.
Bronwyn looked at her brother and at her empty bag of food and sighed. She failed. She was lost, cold, dirty and in no mood to fight with her brother. She took his hand and pulled herself from the ground.
''Alright,'' she said, trying not to sound to dissapointed
''Lead the way because apparently I have zero sense of direction.''
Bronwyn shot Bilbo a glare when he tried to hold back his laughter.
They started walking trough the woods in the complete opposite direction where Bronwyn came from. Was she really so bad with her sense of direction?
Bilbo chuckled when he saw his sisters surprised face looking around them and Bronwyn shot him another glare.
Crack!
Bronwyn stopped in her tracks and snapped her face in the direction of a dark bush.
''What's wrong'' Bilbo looks at her with a puzzled look and followed her gaze towards the bushes. ''I thought I heard something, but it's probably nothing''
Bronwyn turned back to Bilbo with a smile.
''Bronwyn!'' Bilbo screamed when something jumped out of the bushes towards Bronwyn.
After that everything went by in a flash. Bronwyn was pulled backwards and fell on the ground. Then she saw something dark jumping on Bilbo. She heard the sound of ripping clothes and the cries of her brother. A wolf. The feeling of fear came over her. She had to do something, she knew she had to do something, anything.
Her hands felt the ground, looking for something she could use. Please, Eru help me.
Her hands felt something cold and hard, a rock. She tore the stone of the ground and ran as fast as she could towards the beast who was still fighting her brother and did not notice her.
She pulled her arm back and hit the wolf on the head with one swift blow. The wolf fell dead on the ground.
Her whole body was shacking with fear and adrenaline.
''Bronwyn?'' a hoarse voice called out to her.
''Bilbo!'' Bronwyn knelt down next to her brother. Bilbo's shoulder was covered in blood and she could see a nasty cut in his throat.
Bronwyn pushed her trembling hand of the wound to keep blood gushing out.
''I - I'm so sorry Bilbo. This is all m - my fault. Why couldn't I just be like the other Hobbit's. Just enjoying sitting at home and have adventures through books? Like you''
Bronwyn couldn't hold back her tears that were pouring down her face. A hand touched her face.
''Don't be like me''.
She opened her eyes and locked them with those of her brother. To her surprise she could see a small smile on his lips.
''You are amazing, ju - just the way you are'' Bilbo swallowed a gulp of blood from his throat and Bronwyn could hear him struggle for words. She grabbed the hand that was on her face and squeezed it.
''But i - if I had not left, this wou - would not have happened'' The feeling of guilt filled her whole body. It was her fault and she knew it.
But Bilbo kept smiling at her, at his cute little sister, who he will never see grow up. A tear fell from his eye. He could feel his body go numb.
''If I had to die for someone, it would be you. Be safe my little sister. Don't be too sad for your foolish brother. Be safe.'' Bronwyn could feel his hand go numb and she squeezed it harder.
''Don't say that! Bilbo i'm so sorry.'' But it was too late, he was gone.
Years later
After that night Bronwyn had changed. She was not that foolish hobbit girl anymore she once was. She became a proper, respectable lady. Of course she could still remember that night as clear as day.
How her brothers blood felt in her hands, how heavy he was when she had to carry him all the way back home, but she never stopped once. How she cried herself to sleep every night until she was to tired and dried out from all her tears. It was time she moved on.
She started to do proper things with other proper ladies in town. She learned how to sow, cook and learned all the best tricks to keep your home clean and spotless. The need for adventure is far behind her. The only things she worries about are her clothes, hair and home like every other Hobbit lady.
''Did you hear about Hugo Greengrass and Pansy Clearwater? Quite the scandal I tell you!'' Bronwyn was with her group of lady friends at the market listening to Camillia's daily dose of gossip. Most of the time Bronwyn had no idea who Camillia was talking about but she still showed interest like a proper lady ought to do.
Sure, her days were not that exciting to be honest but she was contempt with it.
''Lady Bronwyn Baggins'' Bronwyn looked up to see a Hobbit greeting her.
''Ah, good morning Master Cotton'' and gave him her politest smile. He smiled back and walked on towards his destination.
''Ooh, he fancies you, you know!'' Camillia squeals while she shakes Bronwyn's arm.
''Don't be daft. He only said good morning. If every guy that says good morning to me, likes me -''
Camillia wasn't amused by my joke. Instead she gave me a serious look
''He really does you know! And Master Cotton is very agreeable he owns one of the biggest crops in the Shire!''
Of course a husband was very important for a Hobbit lady, so it was serious business.
Bronwyn said goodbye to Cammilia and went back to her home.
It was a beautiful morning and she decided to sit on her bench that stood in the front garden. Her thoughts went to Cammilia and what she said about Master Cotton, but Bronwyn never thought about marriage or even men for that matter. She had never met a man she had an interest in.
She sighed - a shadow came over her.
Bronwyn looked up to see a tall, slim man standing in front of her wearing a grey pointy hood she had never seen before. Okay, maybe she was wrong this man was definitely interesting. ''Good morning'' she said politely.
The man looked at her from under his hat.
''I'm looking for someone to share in an adventure, and its very difficult to find anyone'' he gave her a warm smile.
''A- Adventure?'' Bronwyn stammered. She tried to suppress the butterflies that came into her stomach when he said adventure. Butterflies that she has not had for a long time.
''I should think so, in these parts'' Bronwyn swallowed.
''We're plain , quite folk and have no use for adventures. Nasty, disturbing, uncomfortable things, they make you late for dinner!''
Perfect! It sounded exactly like something her brother would say! She quickly stood up.
''Well, excuse me. Good morning'' she rushed through the door and closed it behind her and leaned against it, trying to calm her heart.
He'll probably leave now, looking for someone else. She started feeling sad at the thought but quickly pushed it away.
NO, she didn't do adventures! Not anymore anyway...
But the wizard had already seen the look on the Hobbits face when he said adventure. He chuckled to himself
''Good, that's good - she would be perfect, yes-'' He opened the front gate and started to walk towards the round door.
''Hmm, a girl, he wouldn't like that no -'' he continued talking to himself.
''Well, we can change that!'' He smiled and knocked on the door with his staff.
Firstly- That was a lot harder than I thought! I've never really written a story before so please let me know what you think! Review/follow/favorite you name it.
Secondly- I'm sorry about possible grammar mistakes! English is not my native language. Tips/corrections are welcome.
Thirdly- The company will join us in the next chapter! You already may have noticed that I don't use every line that the characters say to each other in the movies/books. I don't plan on doing that, maybe a few lines but definitely not everything! That takes ages and you already know most of the lines anyway.
Please review/follow/favorite I would really love to know if people love it so far, so I can write a new chapter.
