This is just the first chapter and I want to know what you guys think about this. This is my first LOTR fic here with SAM! I love SAM! But that's alright. I thought that I would get out of the wrestling fics since I barely watch it anymore, not since Brock left... :'( But here is my story hope you like it! P.S This story also has some of J.R.R Tolkien's things, and lots of my own! I take parts of the movie and the books and then my own mixing and I made the story. Brit

Sam And Rosie

The sun came up over the hill of the Shire. Samwise was up before the sun working at Old Cottons place. He whistled as he opened the gate and he went to work on the hedges. Sam enjoyed working at Old Cottons place. Mostly because he could see Old Cottons daughter Rosie. She was the most beautiful hobbit in the Shire. And Sam was in love with her. He would tell Frodo that she was very kind to him, and she would sit around and watch him do the lawn work.

"She must have something for you then Sam." Frodo said one day.

"Oh no Mr. Frodo...not for me...why would some Lass like me?" Frodo shook his head and looked at his dear old friend.

"Because Sam...you are sweet, kind, funny, you are a great hobbit. Don't put yourself down. Let her walk into your life...." Frodo had some very kind things to say to Sam, and he always took them to heart. But not the comments that were joking ones. Sam remembered what Frodo said that day. So he held his chin up high hoping to see Rosie that morning.

The sun light hit Rosie in the face, but she enjoyed the brightness of it. She smiled at the sun and she looked out her window. There she saw Sam busy at work. Her heart jumped and she quickly got out of bed and got dressed. She came bouncing into the kitchen where her mother was cooking breakfast for her and Old Cotton.

"Mornin Rosie." She said.

"Mornin Mother." She kissed her father on the cheek. He grunted at her good morning kiss. Her father was looking at some documents that must have been very important. Rosie kept looking out the window looking at Sam. He was so busy with the hedges, that he wasn't looking at the house at all. She was antsy to get out side.

"Is something wrong my dear?" Her mother asked her.

"No...hey do you need any errands to run today mother?" Rosie watched her think about it.

"Yes as a matter of fact I do...do you mind if you go into town to get some more bread and more cloth, on and more Ale for your father?" Old Cotton grunted again but still looked down at the paper work.

"Ok then...I would love to do that!" Rosie got up and she left the table. She grabbed her shawl and her basket and she opened her door and took in the fresh air. There Sam was standing next to the gate. She walked faster over to him. Sam stopped his cutting and looked over.

"Oh, good Mornin' to ya Miss. Rosie!" Sam turned so she couldn't see his face.

"Good morning Mr. Samwise." She stopped and looked at him.

"Off to do some errands I see." He looked down at her basket.

"Yeah...you know parents always needing something." She laughed. Sam laughed too. He was holding a rake and he was leaning against it. He thought that he was going to faint from looking at her. He saw Rosie's cheek turn a little pink.

"Oh I am sorry Mr. Samwise... I am keeping you from your work." She was about to open the gate but Sam got to her first.

"Oh that's not a problem Miss. Rosie....not at all." He shut the gate and looked at her.

"Well talk to you later Mr. Samwise." She turned and she walked down the road.

"Alright....I love you..." Sam said so softly that only the wind heard. He rolled his eyes. "Idiot!" He said. He wished he could have said something better then that. But of course he didn't. And he didn't know why. But it seemed that Rosie was ok with it. He only hoped that she would care about him someday. Just someday...

When Rosie got into town she had met up with her best friend Pearl. She was a young hobbit with dark brown curly hair, her eyes where as blue as the sky.

"Well good Mornin' Rosie!" She cried as she shifted her basket.

"Hi..." Rosie said with a glum look on her face. Pearl stopped picking at the fruit and looked at her friend.

"Alright, something is the matter...what is it?" She said. Rosie looked at her. She shrugged her shoulders. Would she understand my love for Samwise Gamgee? She thought.

"I dunno Pearl...its just..." she began...

"It's that Gamgee isn't it?" Rosie looked at her friend with a puzzled look.

"How did you know?" Rosie had not talked about Samwise ever to anyone.

"I can tell you this much my girl, he likes you a lot." Pearl went back to picking at the fruit. Rosie just stood there in wonder.

"Now Pearl, how do you, out of all the lasses around the Shire know this?" Rosie wanted to know more then anything in the world. She wanted the facts be the truth.

"I can tell when he looks at you down at the pub, and when you serve him drinks, and the way that he watches you when you dance...you should really get up and ask him for a dance someday." Pearl paid the vender the money and she went on to the next stand. Rosie followed her. He watched her while she danced? She thought.

"So...do you think....that....Mr. Samwise and I would make a good couple?" Rosie said. She didn't look at Pearl's face. She couldn't.

"Yeah...I think so..." Pearl said with out looking over her shoulder. Rosie had the biggest smile on her face.

"Oh that's wonderful!" Rosie cried. Many hobbits looked at her. Her cheeks went pink and she ducked behind a barrel. She left Pearl to do her errands. Rosie had her own to do anyways. She was thinking all day about Sam. Was Sam thinking about her?

So what do you think? If I was Rosie I would be jumping for joy! Well please let me know what you think! Thankers!

Brit