Chapter one: To Valinor

This is a fanfic about the accounts of Samwise Gamgee after the War of the Ring. Frodo pops up every now and then. Please enjoy and please review.

Frodo Baggins has just left for Valinor and Samwise Gamgee, his best friend, can't help but be torn in two. He left for the Grey Havens; the one place where he could heal from all his wounds and sorrow that he had to endure during the War of the Ring.

Sam knows that he must continue on with his life now that has master is gone. Frodo gave him a red leather book. 'The last pages are for you Sam.' He had said before he got onto the ship. Sam opened the book and read a few lines. It was Frodo's script and he couldn't help but silently weep.

He followed Merry and Pippin back home. They parted when they reached Crickhollow and Sam went on into Hobbiton. He walked up the lane and he was met by his young daughter Elanor. He picked her up and out of the door came Sam's wife Rosie and the latest edition to the family, Frodo.

'Well I'm back.' He said as he kissed Elanor's cheek. He walked into his hole and closed the door. He missed Mr Frodo terribly but he knew that one day he would join his master again.

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Frodo Baggins was feeling just the same as Sam. He felt as if he was torn in two. It had been very difficult to let Sam and everyone else behind but in his heart, Frodo knew that the only way that he was to recover from his quest was to go to the Undying Lands.

He was sitting by the wall of his new room for the journey on his bed when Gandalf came in with a tray of tea. 'Hello Frodo, are you all right.' He asked when he saw Frodo's tear stained face. 'This is for the best Frodo. You know that don't you?'

'Yes Gandalf, I understand. It's just I have lived in Hobbiton nearly my whole life and it hurts terribly to leave everyone behind. Especially Sam.' Fresh tears were now silently slighting down his face. He was biting his lip to try and stifle sobs.

Gandalf saw this and he picked Frodo up and sat him on his knee in a fatherly gesture. Frodo cried into the old Wizard's chest loudly. He couldn't control it anymore. He had to let it out if he were to move on with his life.

After a while when Frodo had quieted down, Gandalf set him upon his bed and soon fell asleep. Gandalf put a light blanket over him and shut the creaking door as quietly as he could.

Elrond, Bilbo and Galadriel were sitting down at a small table and eating from a small bowl of fruit and talking. Gandalf sat down with a sad face.

'How is Frodo, Gandalf?' Elrond asked after a while, putting a grape in his mouth.

'I have never seen the lad so devastated. It breaks my heart to see him so sad. But he knows that it's for the best and that there was nothing else that could be done.' Gandalf helped himself to a banana. He couldn't really stomach anything else. After a while he spoke again, 'I think we had better leave him alone for a while until he is ready to come out. But Bilbo if you wouldn't mind sending messages to him and such that would be very helpful. As we know you have left many things behind.'

Bilbo had stopped eating and was now fiddling with his fingers and looking at the ground. He had tears in his eyes. 'I will do what I must to make him feel better until the end of my days.' He said after a while.

When everyone had finished eating, Bilbo decided to go and check on his cousin. Frodo was lying on his back and he had just closed his eyes when he heard the door open. As much as Frodo loved Bilbo, he would have preferred to be left alone but he knew that Bilbo thought he was doing what was best.

'Frodo are you sure you're okay? We can talk about it if you like.' Bilbo said as he sat on the edge of Frodo's bed.

'I'm all right uncle. I would rather be left alone if you don't mind though.'

'All right then lad, but please, do not hesitate if you want anything.' He kissed Frodo's forehead and left the room, closing the door gently.

Fresh tears were now pouring out of Frodo's eyes and sliding down and into his hair. He wiped them away and fell asleep again.

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Sam was lying in bed and was thinking about Frodo and all the fun times he had spent with him before the War of the Ring. He had woken up after he dreamt that the ship going to Valinor had sunk and that he would never see Frodo again. This made him quite sad. 'That would never happen to an elven ship.' He muttered to himself.

He found that tears were forming in his eyes and he moved closer to Rosie who snuggled her head into his chest. 'Are you all right Sam?' She had asked in a whisper before falling asleep again.

Sam had his arms wrapped around his wife, looking up at the ceiling and trying to get back to sleep. Eventually he did but again he had another bad dream about the Undying Lands.

He woke again and decided to get some fresh air outside. The air was cold and it refreshed him. He looked over to Bag End. It was dark and all shut up now. Frodo had said that Sam could move in if he wanted to. Sam felt that it would be intruding on Frodo's home and belongings and he told himself that he would only ever move into Bag End if he really needed to.

Soon he heard the door open and close gently. Rosie had come out and she wrapped her arms around his waist and bent her head onto his shoulder. 'Are you okay, Sam?'

'Yes I'm all right Miss Rose. It's just that today would mark the fifth anniversary of Mr Frodo being stabbed and all. I do hope he's all right.' Sam felt fresh tears rolling down his cheeks. Rosie kissed his lips and hugged him tightly before she led him back to their bedroom.

Just inside was Elanor. She had heard her mother go outside and had decided to follow though Rosie had shut the door before Elanor was any where near it. Sam picked her up and caressed her cheek and put her back to bed. He sang her a soft lullaby before taking Rosie's hand and leading her into their bedroom.

The next day, Sam was very pale and he wouldn't talk very much. The date was October six; this would mark the fifth anniversary of Frodo's shoulder getting stabbed by the Ringwraith.

This was Sam's natural reaction to this day, whether Frodo was there or not. He hoped that Frodo was okay though. He decided to spend time today to finally start his tale in the Red Book.

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