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Olivia POV

"Surly this is enough wood!" Gimli said as he observed the large pile of brush we had collected.

"Shall we take it back to the clearing?" Aragorn offered.

"Um, yeah." I had to pinch myself (again) to make sure that this wasn't a dream. An arrow suddenly whizzed past my arm. Letting out a small shreik I spun around to find Legolas with his bow drawn.

"What are you doing?!" I yelled.

"I am sorry my lady, I thought I saw an orc."

"We don't have orcs. How-" I turned to see a huge dead wolf with an arrow protruding from it's neck. I turned again to face everyone else.

"We don't get wolves that size either. What's going on?"

"You mean you've never seen one?" Asked Gimli incredulously.

"No, sorry."

"It's a wolf of Erebor." Said Aragorn with a surprised look on his face. Just then there was a crash nearby, and Gandalf yelling,

"Aragorn!"

"Ho, Gandalf. I was about to call you." He turned enough to show Gandalf the dead wolf.

"Oh! That doesn't belong here!" Said Gandalf, peering down at the creature. Lily stared at it with equal intensity.

"Nice shooting Legolas." She said, without looking up.

"On a lighter note, we've gathered enough wood for the fire." I said, looking at Gandalf.

"Let's roast it." Lily blurted, still gazing at the lifeless beast.

"You're not seriously suggesting that we eat this creature?" Legolas was mortified. Aragorn unexpectedly broke in;

"I've had wolf before. It's not bad. It tastes much like venison."

"I like venison." I added.

"How will we cook it?" Said Gimli with obvious interest.

A few minutes later...

" But it's so... Big." Sam's eyes were wide as he inspected the animal."How do you even cook wolf?"

"Just cook it like you do rabbit!" I said excitedly.

"There's not enough spices in my pack to-"

"There's loads in the house!" Merry interupted.

I looked at him suspiciously. "How do you know?"

"I, well, I err-"

"We were inspecting the structural integrity of your cabinets." Pip finished.

"And how were they?" Boromir chided, smiling.

"Great." Said Merry.

"Absolutely splendid. Could do with more though." Pippen grinned ernestly.

"That's what Mom said." Lily remarked.

"Come on Sam, let's go." I started out of the woods with Sam jangling his pots and pans as he followed.

Lily POV

My eyes followed my sister up to the house. As soon as she was safely inside, I looked at Gandalf.

"Well?"

"Well what?" He answered.

"We've got wood." I said, in as normal a voice as possible.

"Yes, wood." He scanned my face inquisitively.

"Sooo... Fire?" I asked breathlessly.

"Fire? Fire? What are you asking me about?" There was a twinkle in his eye.

Legolas bent down and picked up a thick, knotted chunk of wood, handing it to Gandalf with a knowing expression. Gandalf took the piece gratefully, then passed his weathered hand over it, murmering,

"Naur an edraith ammen."

The wood erupted in a plume of emerald sparks as he set it in the midst of the accumulated brush that we had placed in the middle of the clearing. I clapped ecstatically, in spasms of glee! Merry and Pippin were whooping and hollering at the glorious display, as everyone else grinned. Gandalf leaned back and laughed quietly.

Olivia POV

An hour or two later...

We were all stuffed from eating way too much rabbit-wolf and were now staring into the embers of the fire.

"Sam, you are magnificent." Frodo clapped Sam on the back.

"I was only doin' my best, Mr. Frodo, sir." He beamed.

"I think it's time we went to bed." I said.

"No! It's not time for bed, it's time for storytelling!" Lily exclaimed.

"Fine you purple platypus." I grumbled.

"What kind of tales?" Asked Aragorn, between leisurely puffs at his pipe.

"Any kind of tales!" Lily seemed to be immune to sleep.

I started to nod off to sleep just as Gimli began to sing...

"Over the Misty Mountains old,

With dungeons deep,

And caverns cold..."

Third person POV

Gandalf had just finished regaling them with a tale of the time that he was first introduced to the great Fangorn, Lord of Trees. Boromir jutted in right at the end with some ignorant joke about the whole thing, which left everyone laughing. As they all quieted down, Gandalf suddenly spoke up.

"And what about you Lily? Perhaps you have a tale?"

She thought for a moment. Then an odd look came to her eye. She stood up. She glanced in Olivia's direction, to verify that she was asleep. Then she began.

"In a world in the far distant future, a world like and unlike this one, there was a war..."

The moon was high in the night sky when Boromir lightly touched her on the shoulder.

"My Lady, I wish that we could listen longer, but I am afraid that the little ones have all fallen asleep."

She started to argue, then sighed.

"I guess you're right."

One by one, they woke the hobbits, and Lily guided them to their beds. When it came time to wake up Olivia however, she simply refused to be woken. Finally Aragorn had to carry her inside. Soon, almost everyone was asleep. Almost everyone. Legolas stood silently on the back porch, with Gimli soundly snoring on the bench a few feet away. He had sworn that "I'll stay up as late as any elf!" but, he snored just the same. Lily was walking down the hall to her bedroom, when she stopped. She went back to the door. It was left slightly open. She soundlessly stepped outside. Legolas continued to stare at the broken horizon.

"There is something fell on the breeze tonight." He whispered. She didn't reply, but only gazed at the distant, dark clouds building up in the distance.