A/N: HALLELUJAH!!!! I AM SOOOOOOOOOO HAPPY! Ok I finally got the second chapter finished! It's really short, but now I am finally done and I can get going with the rest of my book! I have the third chapter mostly done but I need to work on it some more. Please be patient. AND REVIEW! I love your reviews. They make me so happy!=)



Chapter 2



Yellow Yarn Hair









Frodo never did quite catch up that day. He lost the conversation somewhere around her coming of age, but that didn't matter much. Soon after that, Frodo realized that they were approaching the cobblestone steps that led up to Sam's hobbit hole.

Sam Gamgee's garden was "splendid" as Frodo liked to brag. His best friend's pride and joy was known throughout all Middle Earth, and occasionally, a visitor or two passing in the Shire would come and gaze upon it. Sunflowers reached their leafy hands to the sky in praise of its warm and light. Morning glories streamed over the hills like rivers, their blue petals flowing in rivets and splashing towards the road. Orchids outlined the windows, and marigold's enveloped the back-porch of the hole. There were many more flowers, some unnamed, and all too numerous to put in this story, but it was spectacularly beautiful, exactly what the Lady had envisioned it, much to Sam's delight.

The walked up the front steps still deep in conversation. They were interrupted by Sam's smiling face bursting through his sky blue hobbit door.

"Mister Frodo! How are you? You're late you know," He looked surprisingly at Tigerlily who was politely standing a few feet behind Frodo. Sam peeked around his body and smiled at the girl. "And who is this beautiful lass? Frodo! Have you gone out and found yourself a lady without my knowledge?"

Tigerlily began to blush profusely, much more then she realized or would've allowed.

"This, my dear Sam, is your cousin, Miss Tigerlily Gamgee." Frodo smiled warmly at the girl, who was now staring wistfully at the flowers that overpopulated the bright green smial.

The look on Sam's face made both parties laugh.

"Lily? This is the wonderful girl I have been writing to? How in the world could someone so charming and pretty be related to little ol' me?" He rushed up to her and gave her a brotherly hug.

"Hello Samwise. It's such a joy to finally meet you under well these odd circumstances!" She giggled again. She could not believe that she was related to such an amusing hobbit.

"Well I haven't the foggiest idea how you two met, and I certainly don't plan to know until we have you settled in and some tea on the table. Um, Tigerlily, where are your bags lass?" "My bags! I forgot them! Oh Frodo, I'm sorry. I seem to have left them in your back hall when I was looking at Sting." Sam gave a suspicious glance at Frodo, who just smiled back. "That isn't a problem miss. I can retrieve them later or maybe I can propose you just stay in my guest room for tonight? Tomorrow you can surely make the pleasant trip back here, is that alright with the two of you?" Frodo was hoping to talk to the girl some more, especially about her childhood. Although she had said nothing he knew that they both shared the same feelings of doubt and self-consciousness as young hobbits.

" That would be wonderful!" Sam said. Tigerlily just nodded her head. She was glad that Frodo had suggested the arrangement. She wanted to learn more about him, he had barely talked during lunch or the time before, letting her mouth move at a constant rate. "I bet I was a burden to him, going on about who knows what." she thought. Sam rushed them both inside and they were met by a smiling Rose. Elanor was sitting in the middle of the hall, playing with a handmade doll. Beaming, she pulled a piece of yellow colored yarn out of the head.

"Welcome Miss Lily! It's a pleasure to finally meet you! Please sit down. I'll be taking yours and Mr. Frodo's coats now. You all go sit down in the kitchen. Some tea is brewin' and should be done in a short while."" Rose smiled thoughtfully at the girl who walked through the door, she was obviously uncomfortable and not hiding it very well. Elanor toddled up to Lily and began to pull at her gray skirt.

"Pretty lady?" she looked up at Lily with bright innocent blue eyes. But she was asking a question apparently.

"Yes love?" She kneeled down to get eye level with the small child.

"Are you my auntie?"Elanor was now looking straight into her eyes, as though trying to pry open her soul with her sweetness and automatic trust. Tigerlily couldn't help but giggle. She fell down and sat contentedly on the floor. Rose had hung the coats up in the hall closet and had just come back to see the scene.

"Why yes my dear, I believe I am." She kissed Elanor's forehead. There were few things in this world that Tigerlily loved more then children. Rose sensed that, and knew that they were going to get along just fine.

"Well that's good." Elanor walked off, clutching her doll to her breast, and smiling all the while. A few minutes had passed. Frodo and Sam could be heard talking in the kitchen about their gardens and the coming winter. Frodo has long since relieved Sam of his duties at Bag End, but still, some mornings, Frodo would wake up to Sam whistling outside his window, cutting the grass, or planting some new breed of rose he had concocted. Tigerlily sat, engrossed in her own thoughts, Rose watching her in the same state.

"She's beautiful," Tigerlily sighed. And she's my niece. She thought to herself.

"Why thank you Lily." Rose's voice startled both of them and Rose reached an outstretched hand to her sister in law, although in her mind that didn't seem fitting. They both got up and walked silently into the kitchen. A yellow light radiated through the small room, and an old porcelain tea kettle was singing over the fire. They all sat down together and Rose ran off to the pantries to get some wheat biscuits and honey. When she had returned Lily was in the middle of explaining the coincidental day to Sam. Frodo kept silent, letting Tigerlily do what he apparently thought that she did best, chat.

They all sat down for a good while and talked, sipping their tea and basking in the happiness that seemed to burst from the door of the smial. But that was Sam Gamgee's way with things.

"And after a very pleasant walk, we came here." Frodo slapped both his hands on the table in finishing. Tigerlily had given permission for him to finish the rest of the story, which made everyone laugh. Thinking that the most prestigious and well known hobbit in the Shire would need to get permission for anything is a funny thought.

"Well, that was certainly exciting!" Sam said, "Now what do you think we should all do? Any suggestions Rose dear?" He yelled to the kitchen where his wife has washing up the plates and mugs.

"Hm, why don't we show Tigerlily around? It should be a beautiful starry night, and Hobbiton will be bustling. How about we all go for a walk to The Green Dragon? I heard they just had another shipment of 1420." She emphasized "1420" knowing that it was the best ale the Shire had ever known. She also knew her husband, and ale was his one weakness, not including her.

"Wonderful, wonderful. Elanor sleeps like an elven princess and should be just fine tonight. No trouble at all. Shall we set off now?" Sam was beaming, his cousin had arrived, his daughter was asleep; even his wife was in a happy mood, the world seemed to like him at the moment.

"Why not?" said Frodo. He got up out of his stool and grabbed Tigerlily's coat. He threw it around her shoulders, and walked with her out the little sky blue door. Rosie swept up the rest of the dishes and put on a new shawl.

"They make quite a proper pair don't you think Rosie?" Sam asked his wife, a smile escaping his lips.

"What are you suggesting Sam Gamgee? Did you plan all this?" She couldn't help but laugh at the thought of her cousin in law and Mr. Frodo.

"No actually, but I hope to get the credit if it all turns out for the right. Frodo likes her I think, and if I'm correct then Miss Tigerlily Gamgee is the luckiest hobbit in all the Shire."

"Second to me of course," Rosie looked up at her husband, who by now had both of his arms wrapped tightly around her.

"If you insist my dear, if you insist," Sam kissed her lightly and then grabbed both their coats. "Well we must be off! Don't want to keep "them" waiting!" He snickered, delighted at the events of the last hour or so.

Sam and Rosie walked down their little cobblestone steps hand in hand, and ran up the road towards Frodo and Lily. They were already walking and talking about the sunset that lay before them, blazing brilliant shades of orange and peach, yellow linings accompanying the fluffy clouds that rolled over the hills like blankets. And with that the four hobbits made their way happily to the Green Dragon Inn.