"I have to leave the Shire. Sam and I must get to Bree," Frodo said.
"Right, Buckleberry Ferry, follow me," Merry said taking off towards the river. The three red heads got on but Frodo fell behind. Danaë was on the raft with the hobbits, whining for me to follow. He had a black rider on his heels and I pulled my horse in front of the black rider as Frodo ran by. I asked my horse to rear up, "GO!" I yelled in the black speech at the rider. Frodo had to take a running jump to make it onto the ferry as another black rider stopped short on the dock. The black riders were forced to listen to me since I spoke the language of Mordor. Once all the black riders left I rode my horse across the river. I took the rope from the raft and tied it around my waist so my horse and I could pull them through the river.
It took us a good few hours to reach Bree and the Brandywine Bridge. It was a 20 mile trek. Once across I got off my horse and walked with the hobbits in the pouring rain. "Come on you guys, let's get where it's warm and dry," I said leading them to a huge wooden door. I knocked on the door and a man appeared in a small window.
"What do you want?" he asked us.
"We seek shelter at the inn," I replied.
"We?" he asked.
"Try a lower window or open the door sir. My friends are but children to your eyes."
He opened the door and asked, "What business do you have at the inn?"
"Our business is our own," Frodo said scared. I put my hand on his shoulder.
"Sorry young fella' I meant no offense. Can't be too careful there's talk of strange folk aboard." We walked past him.
"Stay close to me. I don't want you to get lost or hurt," I said as my horse went to find a stable, my wolf staying close to me. All the tall folk yelled at the hobbits to watch where they were walking. "Pay them no mind. They know little of the outside world and its troubles." Finally we found the Prancing Pony and went in.
"Excuse me," Frodo said a few times to get the bar Tender's attention.
"Oh hello little master, we have some nice hobbit sized commendations available Mr. uh?"
"Underhill, my name's Underhill. We're looking for Gandalf the Gray can you tell him we arrived?" Frodo asked.
The bar tender looked confused and then a look of recognition came across his face. "Oh, Gandalf elderly child. Big gray beard, pointy hat, haven't seen him in 6 months." That had been what I was afraid of, six months ago I left the Shire with two hobbits and now I had four to look after and Gandalf was missing.
"What do we do now?" Sam asked.
"We wait for a little while, then I take you to Rivendell," I said.
At a table with drinks, "Sam, he'll be here, he'll come," Frodo said to Sam. "How long are you supposed to wait?" Frodo asked me.
"A day, if nothing happens we leave the day after tomorrow," I said. I looked in the corner, and saw a familiar figure.
"That man in the corner, who is he?" Frodo asked.
Before I could answer the Bar tender did, "He's one of them rangers. Dangerous folk they are, all wondering in the wild. What his right name is I never heard, around here they call him strider," the bar tender said walking away.
I laughed, "He isn't dangerous. I've known him since he was a little baby. I haven't seen him in so long." Pippen was over at the counter and basically spilled the beans about who Frodo really was. "Great," I thought. Chaos ensued where the ring actually ended up on Frodo's finger. "Well there goes waiting," I said as Sam looked around panicked. I suddenly looked at the door; I could hear the black riders. "Sam get the others. I'll get Frodo," I said. I looked around and he was now against the wall with a man pushing him there. No, it couldn't be. I followed, it was, it was Aragorn! I followed him into the room where he was staying. The room was big and dark, despite the candles which were lit. There was also a huge window that peered out into the streets and into the other rooms that we had been going to stay in. "Hello dear friend," I said.
Aragorn continued as though he didn't hear me but I know he did, "That is no trinket that you carry."
"I carry nothing," Frodo replied.
"Indeed! I can avoid being seen if I wish," Aragorn said putting out the candles. "But to disappear entirely that is a rare gift," he continued taking off his hood.
"Who are you?"
"Are you frightened?" Aragorn asked.
"Yes," Frodo replied.
"Not nearly frightened enough, I know what hunts you," Aragorn said spinning around with his sword out.
Just then Sam burst through the door with his fists up, the others holding a chair and a candle holder. "Let him go or I'll have you longshanks," Sam yelled.
Aragorn put his sword away, "You have a stout heart little hobbit but that will not save you. You can no longer wait for the wizard Frodo, they're coming."