Chapter 1.
Bilbo's Point of View:
After the ship softly was drifting from Middle-earth, down below deck, I thought of all that had happened in my life in my cabin.
Frodo was talking to Gandalf, Lady Galadriel and Lord Celeborn in the cabin across of mine.
How I was the famous son of my adventurous mother, Belladonna Baggins and the respectable Gentle-Hobbit, Bungo Baggins. Never living up to the expectation of others, but why would I want to? I never truly fit in with them all, until 14 dwarves came knocking on my front round green door.
My old heart gave an ancient ache. How I missed those dwarves of mine.
"Dear friend," I heard from beside me as I slowly looked up.
"Lord Elrond," I replied respectably.
"Why the sad face? You will be able to see whoever has held your heart, for a short amount of time," Lord Elrond stated back.
"But that is not what I want Lord Elrond. If only I could have saved them," I muttered the last part.
His hand rested on my shoulder and then said softly "Many times I have you seen with this sadness and many times you never told me who held your heart, however I can guess since you were on the quest to reclaim Erebor,"
I swallowed thickly.
"He and the boys were almost like family. Even though I had kept in contact with them all afterwards, I could never truly go back," I told him, cold tears trickled down my old face.
Whatever it was that Lord Elrond was going to say, a very bright blue light caught our attention. With his help, we headed up on deck.
We looked around as everyone was here.
"What is it Gandalf?" Frodo has asked him, taking out Sting as a precaution.
"Put that away Frodo, I do believe we are going to be meeting someone that you and Bilbo have only read about in books," Gandalf replied, keeping his eyes on the blue light that seemed to come closer.
The waves themselves were rippling until Ulmo, King of the Sea stood up. He walked on top of the waves as everyone didn't know what to think.
"Bilbo Baggins of the Shire? Ring-Bearer of Middle-Earth?" Ulmo asked, looking for me.
"Yes?" I asked, stepping forward with Lord Elrond's help.
"Eru and Manwe would like to discuss something with you and everyone else," Ulmo stated back.
Lady Galadriel shared a look with that of Lord Elrond and Gandalf.
Frodo, my dear nephew was in shock and unsure of what to do. I however, was excited and a little nervous but, I was also curious as to what they would want with me?
It happened before our very eyes, there was nothing and then two figures stood on deck. The first one that I laid my old eyes on was that of Eru himself.
He was tall, a lot taller than that of Gandalf by a foot or two. His robes were that of deep dark blue color but it shimmered like that of the stars. The trims were that of gold but when I looked into his face, he looked like someone that was close to Gandalf. Long white hair, beard and mustache.
Manwe who stood beside him was interesting to gaze upon because he had on his shoulder a small sized golden eagle. Manwe wore soft gray and white colors of his robes as everyone bowed to them.
I just dipped my head since I'm too old to bow.
"Others will be joining us for I have written your story, Bilbo Baggins," Eru said to me in a very deep soothing voice.
"Of course, my lord," I replied respectfully.
"Three souls that were brought to us, have been voicing very loudly to that of Aule," Manwe told me, my heart jumped a little at this.
"Aye, they have," we heard a very deep booming voice next to Manwe as I saw Aule.
He was stocky, stout and reminded me greatly of Thorin. Those deep and bright blue eyes.
"I can see my child is aching just as your children do, my dear," a very sweet female voice spoke up then.
Frodo gasped as the others were shocked to see Yavanna, Aule's wife as another woman joined us too.
"Yes, that is why I have been asking Eru to do something about this," This dark brown beautiful woman stated with Yavanna.
"Who are you my lady?" Frodo asked, as I wanted to scuff my nephew but, let it go.
"I am Lady Nienna, Lady of Mercy," Nienna told us.
Then I saw a man who was in black robes, his hood was up and Frodo stood in front of me when he saw him, Sting raised in warning.
"Peace, Frodo, Ring-bearer and savior of Middle-Earth," the man said, holding up his hand.
"That is Mandos, Frodo," Gandalf informed my nephew.
"Looks like a ring wraith to me," Frodo said back, not backing down.
"Mandos lower your hood, to bring peace to the young one," Eru told him.
Mandos sighed as he did and there upon his brow was a crown that was centered with a white jewel and gold.
"Mandos, Frodo," I said "is the Judge of Death,"
Frodo kept his tongue but lowered Sting as he still kept in front of me.
"Now, we are all here," Eru then started "We all know that your three important children, Aule, came to you far too early and have been voicing rather loudly, for us to do something to fix this mistake,"
"Yes, Thorin, Fili and Kili-"
"Are they here?" I asked, I couldn't hold it in any more.
They all looked at me as I breathed in deeply, my eyes watering with longing to see them.
"If I bring their spirits here, then time will be disrupted," Eru stated softly.
"Are they well?" I asked, blinking rapidly.
Aule walked over to me and then put his large hand on my shoulder with a fond smile with "Yes, they are and I can easily see that you love them just as they love you,"
"I want to see Thorin," I said, nearly pleaded him.
"Bilbo, patients my dear one," Yavanna told me, her rich golden blonde hair fell from her shoulder.
"I see what you have been telling me, Aule," Eru stated next, looking at me for a bit.
"Aye, I can't have my children pleading me like this little hobbit has just asked of. Eru, will you request to re-write their lives?" Aule asked him, with up most respect.
They all were quiet for a moment. My eyes looked to Frodo, Lord Elrond, Gandalf and Lady Galadriel. All of them were curious.
Eru then asked "Nienna, Yavanna, Mandos, your thoughts,"
"I would rather have them happy then this constant pleading," Mandos said back.
"I agree, they need to have some closure since they have loved one another on that quest of your children, Aule," Nienna commented, looking at Aule who nodded.
Yavanna looked at me and then said "If you do grant this, Eru, no one will remember their memories except Bilbo Baggins. For the safety of the whole of Middle-Earth and that of the Valar, we cannot have our enemy to remember or else, all will be doomed,"
Eru walked over and then agreed with her statement "I was thinking of doing just that after I have thought of what to do. I rarely do this, Bilbo Baggins, but I am going to send you back. It will be according to the recording, the year Third Age 2940. After you wake up, you will remember nothing of this meeting but, Yavanna and Aule will help guide you whenever they see fit,"
"What about my nephew?" I asked him, looking up worriedly.
"You will meet him again. Remember what you know from your past life little Bilbo Baggins. Close your eyes and sleep," Eru told me as I couldn't help the heaviness of my eyelids closing.
I rolled over and when I did open my eyes again, I saw that I was in Bag-End. My dreams were murky and blurred but I got up from my bed. It took me some time to understand, I wasn't old, my body didn't hurt as much nor did it feel frail.
And then I remembered. Thorin, the quest, the battle of the Five armies, Thorin passing away in my arms and knowing that his nephews and heirs, Prince Fili and Prince Kili, also being slain.
Living out my life until my nephew came along and brought me life once more. Then him going to Mordor to cast away that horrid ring of mine. He wasn't the same after that.
I then dashed to my study room as I looked and searched through documents and such, until I finally came across what I was looking for. The calendar stated: 2940 December 1st.
Raking my memories over, I had to think of what had happened in this year. My father had passed away nearly 14 years ago, my mother lasted for 6 years-and then it hit me like a stone-giant. I had buried my mother and was slowly getting over it, when the rest of my family started to comb and groom me into what was "The Gentle-Hobbit" I was supposed to be because of my father.
"Not this time," I muttered out and then walked determinedly back towards my bedroom and then into my bathroom.
After I showered, got dressed, I then walked to the front room where I saw a phantom of Thorin and the dwarves smoking their pipes.
'You only have some months until my children come knocking on your door,' Aule's voice boomed into my mind. 'Don't waste it on the past life that you already lived through. Change it, hobbit!'
"Fine!" I said to no one.
Going to my study room, I pulled out some parchment and started to write out my last will and testament. It took several tries to get it just right as I smiled to myself.
I got my winter clothes on and headed out into the quiet dead world that was winter.
The snow crunched and gave under my feet as I walked slowly down my steps, out the front gate and down the lane towards the Gamgee's.
"Here goes nothing," I muttered, raising my hand and slamming it against the wooden door.
"Coming! Coming!" I heard from within.
The round door opened and Hamfast poked his head out.
"Bilbo! What a surprise. Come in, come in from this dreadful cold," He said, ushering me inside quickly.
"Thank you, Gaffer," I replied letting him lead me to the kitchen.
"What brings you here?" He asked, getting some hot warm lemon tea out.
"Who's there, Gaffer, sir?" I heard both Holman and Bell deeper into their home.
"It's Bilbo!" Gaffer replied, still confused on what I was here.
Bell and Holman walked out as I smiled at them both with "Hello, I'm sorry for interrupting anything,"
"Oh non-sense, Bilbo. You're not, sir," Holman said waving me off.
"What can we do for you, Bilbo, dear?" Bell asked me curiously.
"I need you three to…well…to sign and then witness me signing it. As you know, my mother is a Took and that bloodline has always…been frowned upon whenever the yearning to go and explore other realms of the world. I'm slowly getting that yearning and just in case something was to happen to me, I would like my home and things taken care of," I spoke very, very carefully to them all.
"It's not frowned upon with us, Bilbo," Gaffer stated, almost offended by him.
"No, but the Baggins side of my family do. They want me to be just like them or not at all and that's not how I am going to live. I'm both of them and they need to understand that," I huffed out.
Bell and Holman nodded.
"So what is it that we're witnessing?" Gaffer asked, eyeing the two scrolls.
"My last will and testament. I made two in case no one see's the original and you Gaffer have the other one," I said, putting the scrolls down on the table.
Gaffer, Bell and Holman gasped in surprised.
"Like I said before, that yearning is calling to me to go explore. This other thing that I have is a hand written letter to whoever is the Thain. Again, I made a copy for you to keep as well," I explained to them.
"What's in the letter?" Bell asked me; slowly getting over her shock.
"Just to wait for 2 years, my belongings and home won't be put up for auction and if I don't come back within 2 years, it all goes to my cousin Drogo Baggins," I summarized for her.
Gaffer was reading it over and then looked up at me "I guess the Sackville-Baggins are out of the picture of anything, correct?"
I snorted and said "I caught Lobelia stealing my silver spoons of my mother's fine china from my mother's adventures. If she doesn't get her sticky paws on anything, the happier I'll be,"
Bell gasped and asked "Are you sure that she stole from you, Bilbo?"
"Caught her trying to steal them a year ago, Bell. Stuffed in her pockets they were. I snatched them up after I heard the clinking sound," I replied, growling.
'You know that isn't true,' Aule whispered to me.
"Anyway, I'm going to be signing these and I would like it, if you three can sign it too," I said, moving onward.
I took the offered quill and dipped it into the ink bottle. Pretty soon I was signing on all the items that I brought with.
Hamfast, Bell and then Holman all signed everything.
"Excellent. Thank you for signing these, you don't know how much it means to me," I told them, taking the ones back to my home.
"No problem Bilbo. If it means this much to you, we back you," the Gaffer answered, nodding to me.
I smiled. What they truly didn't know was that I planned to not come back. If I truly have to, I will go spend my time in Rivendell like the last time.
Not staying too long, I soon found myself walking up the steps to my home. It was just after I closed my door that I heard Yavanna.
'You are not alone in this, Bilbo. Remember your quest of your past life and help will always come.' She cryptically told me.
"Thanks," I muttered back, walking down the hallway to take a hot bath.
Later that night, as I sat in my armchair and the fire flickering, my mind was spinning. Just trying to grasp what had truly happen.
"This can't be real," I mumbled to myself.
'It may not seem like its real now, but give it time,' Aule entered my head.
"What can I do until April?" I asked a loud.
'I would honestly think you would prepare yourself for the journey. What not to take this time around and what to take,' Aule argued back in a huff.
"Good point," I said, reaching over and getting my quill out.
Making a list of what to do and what to take was needed and it helped clear my head until I fell asleep in my armchair.
I had a lot of time before the quest. I spent it wisely as I knew what was going to happen.
And suddenly, there were thoughts of what Frodo had done. How he went from a joyful and smiling to almost a lifeless being.
I couldn't let that happen to him. Not again.
There was a lot to do, but the most was just preparing and waiting.
Author's Note:
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Disclaimer: I do not own the Hobbit, the Lord of the Rings or anything else done by Tolkien nor do I make any money from this fic.
I wrote this up some years ago and deleted it from the websites but not my computer. Thankfully, after rereading over it, I'm rewriting it.
I'm sorry if this may sound like every other fic out there with Time Travel fix-it fics, but you do have a set of guidelines to abide by.
I will be using the movies and the books for this story. So, I will just put this here: I will be using the Tolkien's Gateway website for all of my information. I see it as my "Go-to" website when writing within the realm of Middle-Earth.
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