I was asleep when a "Maaaw" from Lumpkins woke me up. Groggily opening my eyes, I saw that we stood in a ruined, white city. A light-brown haired man stared at me. Awkward.

"Another one? Is this some sort of Hobbit invasion?" the man asked with a laugh.

I reached around defensively for something, and realized I didn't have any weapons. I hoped this guy was in a good mood, and fond of Hobbits… Wait, he had said 'another one', possibly meaning he'd seen Frodo and Sam around!

"Yes- I mean, no, we're not invading! I'm just looking for some of my friends, two Hobbits, have you seen them?" I inquired.

The man looked thoughtful for a moment. "What do they look like?"

"Um… They're probably the only Hobbits you've seen recently," I couldn't tell whether this guy was purposely messing with me, or just stupid.

Another man, clad in armor, rushed around the corner. "Faramir!" he shouted urgently, "They're making a second wave, we must fall back to the city for reinforcements!"

Oh…I knew that man I was talking to looked familiar. He was Faramir, who I remembered Olivia loved. Huh… Well, her taste is…different, I'll give her that. I never did understand what she and Erica saw in these humans, they were just gross looking.

Faramir nodded gravely, then shouted an order at some of the remaining men around the city. "Your friends left via the sewers," he pointed to a large hole in the wall in front of me, then took off running with the rest of his men.

I wasn't sure what they were running from, but I knew if they had the sense to run, I probably should, too. "That way, Lumpkins!" I shouted, and we slowly ambled towards the sewer.

"Maaaaaaw!" the pony protested once we stepped into the gross waterway.

"I know, little guy," I patted him. "But Frodo's out this way, and we need to see him!"

We'd been traveling in the forest for nearly an hour when I heard a familiar voice call, "Smeagol!"

Lumpkins took off running towards the sound, leaving me struggling to hang on. Once he caught sight of Frodo and Sam, he slid to a stop in front of them. His abrupt halt caused me to go flying over his neck, and crashing into the ground at the two Hobbits' feet. Which stank, I might add.

"Elanor?" Frodo jumped back in surprise, leaning down to see if it really was me. Begrudgingly, I pushed myself up off the ground, trying to retain whatever dignity I had left.

"Elanor, what are you doing here?" the dark haired Hobbit seemed genuinely surprised.

"Um…I…guess I wanted to see you?" I muttered.

Frodo looked down for a second, then met my eyes again. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you we left, there was just no time…" He left the sentence hanging sorrowfully. I hugged him, hoping to get rid of his guilt.

"Ahem."

"Maaaaw."

I glanced over, and Fatty Lumpkins and Sam were both standing next to us awkwardly. Gollum wasn't paying any attention to us, instead trying to slurp an elusive worm. I remember when Erica and Hannah told me that Gollum liked to eat babies… Yeah, I couldn't look at him the same after that, if they were actually telling the truth (and with those two, I could never tell).

"Rosie misses you dearly, Sam," I told the plump Hobbit. His expression saddened at the mention of Rosie, and he mumbled something I didn't quite catch.

"We must go now, hobbitses!" Gollum's gangly voice informed the two.

Frodo looked at me, torn. "I hate to say goodbye, but asking you to come along would only put you in harm's way."

Knowing he was right, I nodded. I'd be much more of a burden than an asset to their quest, and Frodo didn't need any more problems on his mind than he already had.

"Where will you go now?" he asked me, and honestly, I didn't know.

"Probably the Shire," I shrugged.

"Wait," Sam intervened, "You rode all the way out here, for days, just to say hi, then turn around and go back?"

"Well, when you put it like that…" I realized Sam was right. What the heck had I been thinking?

"Hurry, hobbitses!" Gollum shouted from a distance. With one last, sorrowful glance, Frodo turned and walked away.

Once they were gone, I turned to Fatty Lumpkins and sighed. "Well, bud, what now?"

"Maaw," he sat down. Wait…I didn't even know horses COULD sit.

"I guess it's time to go back to the boring old Shire," I clamored on to Lumpkin's now standing back, and we set off at a walk to the west.

A/N: There is no A/N, this is a lie! MWUAHAHAHA! What will you do now?