The Blank Pages: By Master Samwise.

Disclaimer: All Lord of the Ring and The Hobbit characters are the property of J.R.R. Tolkien. Sorry about any Miss spelt Names, I don't have the Books to hand, I'll try to get as many as I can.

In Brief: Frodo gave Sam The Book to carry on the story. Now Sam can finish the book. But will this grate adventure be the last in Middle Earth?

Chapter 1: What Came Before.

Samwise Gangi picked up The Book; he set it down on the desk it had been so long since he had looked upon its blood red cover. It seemed fitting to him, the colure. Opening it to the first page he looked down at the titles inscribed first by Bilbo and then by Frodo. "There and Back Again a Hobbits Holyday" and "The Lord of the Rings". Even after all that had come before there was still space still some pages left blank, as if all along Frodo and Bilbo both knew that the tail was yet to come to an end.

"But now it has." He muttered.

He picked up the Pen and began to write…

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Sam was working in Bagshot row tending to the trees, they were a mere 2 years old but had grown at an amazing speed, probably, the mused, because of the earth they were grown in. The memory of Loth-Lorain, and Galadreal cam back to him, a small box with the G rune inscribed on it containing a small amount of earth from her garden, he had used it to replant Bagshot row after Saruman had destroyed The Shire. Then other memories came back to him, Moria when the Org had skewered Frodo, and they had thought him lost, or in Shelob's layer when he had thought Frodo dead. But now he was gone, into the east with Elrond and Gandalf, and now the adventure was over he was home with his wife, tending to trees, doing what he loved best.

He was brought from his musings by the sound of hoses hooves clattering up the dusty road. He turned standing to greet the arrivals, shielding his eyes from the setting sun he couldn't make out the riders but caught a glimpse of the banner they were flying. The White Tree? Sam thought No it can't be. Knight of Gondore? But there it was again defiantly the flag of Gondore. They pulled up before him.

"Master Hobbit." The lead rider greeted Sam. "We seek masters Merryadock Brandybuck and Peregrine Took."   

"What's all the commotion?" Pippin asked sticking his head out of the door to the pub, of which he was now landlord, a move Sam thought was appropriate. The he saw the Men of Gondore. "My league."

The rider acknowledged him with a nod, and turned back to Sam.

"This is Peregrine Took." Sam announced proudly, and then to Pippin. "Where is Merry?" 

"Oh he's just inside." Pippin said still looking at the riders. He shook his head. "Oh my! Where are my manners? Do come in and rest a while."

"Thank you Master Took." The lead rider motioned and the others dismounted.

Sam followed the nights into the small pub. He took a seat in the corner and watched Pippin offer them a selection of pipe weed and beer; he then went to get Merry. When he returned the riders talked with them for a time, most of which Sam couldn't make out, and didn't want to. Last time he had been caught eavesdropping he had become embroiled in the adventure of his life. The riders were offered a room for the night and as the bar began to empty Merry came over to Sam.

"We have been called back into the service of the king!" He announced. "Aragorn call us back into service."

Sam mused on this for a while. It had been so long since he had left the shire and he longed to go back to Gondore and see Aragorn again, but now he had Rosy and his children to think of, there was no way he could go, even if he was invited. Which he wasn't so it was settled.

"Sam your presents is desired as well." This stopped him in his tracks he could go, but Rosy, he was torn. "Sam? Did you here? You can come too."

"Yes I herd." Sam said. He got up and left.