Strong Intentions
Part 7: A New Story

By: Aria Breuer

Disclaimers: All material from The Silmarillion, The Hobbit, and The Lord of the Rings belongs to J.R.R. Tolkien and New Line Cinema. All material from the television shows "Once Upon a Time" and "Once Upon a Time in Wonderland" belongs to ABC and Disney. All canon material from other fandoms belongs to their respected owners. All original material, including the plots and Storybrooke and Hyperion Heights alias names for the Fellowship of the Ring and inhabitants of Middle-earth, belongs to me, the author of this fanfiction story. All original material from my other fanfiction stories, related to Strong Intentions, events, plot points and OCs, belongs to the author of this fanfic.

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Welcome to the seventh and, hopefully, the very last part of my Strong Intentions series. :)

I know that I said that Part 6 on AO3 or Part 4 on was going to be the last part. However, after watching all of Season 7 of ABC's "Once Upon a Time", I couldn't resist doing a reboot for my fanfic series. :) In a way, this is a sequel, too, since we're with Frodo again, but it's years later. So, enjoy. :)

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Prologue:

Bailey

Seattle, Years Later

The monorail was smooth and quick, something that the curly, brunette-haired nine-year-old girl liked about this train. She looked down at the storybook in her hands. There was the picture of the hobbit Frodo Baggins reunited with his love. She smiled, recognizing the woman in the picture, but only having a brief memory of her. The girl found it a great mystery. A mystery that had yet to be solved.

The girl got off the train when it came to a complete stop. She was in the right spot, even as she filed out of the monorail with the other people. She would need to get a taxi and knew exactly how to get one. In her haste, even with all the lights around the place, she ran towards the nearest taxi and paid the driver, before stepping into the vehicle. It was important that she reach her destination on time.

"Where to, miss?" the taxi driver asked, calmly.

"Oh!" the girl said, giving the man her destination.

They drove for a while down the lonely streets, reaching a semi-pleasant apartment building. She thanked the driver, before stepping out of the cab, watching it roll away. She turned and looked at the apartment building, huffing. It was time that she met her dad. Hopefully, he was up at this hour.

She pulled back her black cotton jacket. It was 8:15 p.m. Perfect! She looked at the same book written by Merry Brandybuck. The cover was royal blue with the white tree symbol on the front. Well, at least, she couldn't go wrong with that. Now, where was she? Oh yes! She needed to head into the building and meet her dad. She darted inside the building, spoke with the manager, and made her way up the stairs.

Where did she need to go? She looked around, hoping that she found the right place. Yes! There it was! Room 122. She knocked on the oak surface three times, hoping for a response. The door opened, revealing a fair-faced, blue-eyed man with thick, curly, brown hair, wearing a white dress shirt and brown knee-breeches. He was older than she remembered him in the story, with specks of grey hair resting on his brown hair. He looked at her oddly, as if she was lost.

"Can I help you?" the man asked, confused.

"You're Frodo Baggins?" the girl asked him, curious.

"Yes," Frodo answered, staring at her now. "What do you want?"

"I'm Bailey. I'm your daughter!" Bailey introduced herself, all smiles.

"No!" Frodo nearly shut the door, until Bailey pushed it back.

"Yes, I am," Bailey said at once, determined. "Come on! Henry's family needs you, as does your own family."

Frodo looked at her in confusion. What was she asking him to do?

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Thanks for reading. :)