A/n: I dunno bout this chapter. It's a bit chitty chatty. Not much happens. Oh, well. Read it anyway! Its not boring. Just there's not so much Action/Adventure. There will be in the next chapter. I know what's going to happen, and believe me, it's good!

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The morning was cool and fresh.

Sam crunched on an apple and led Bill, the pony.

Strider, closely followed by the girl, was up front.

When she had awoken in the morning, they had decided to call the girl Wonder.

Wonder ran up to the fast moving Strider and tried to converse with him. "Where are we going?" She asked.

"To Rivendale."

"Erm…?"

"Never mind. Just come, and do not loose us!"

Wonder rolled her eyes. She didn't know who she was, where she was, whom she was with, her past, nothing!

On the second night, they all sat around a small fire. Strider explained carefully to Wonder about the nine rings and the One Ring.

"And that is why you are coming with us." Ended Strider.

Wonder gulped, and took out the ring to look at it. It was a strange ring. She had no idea where she got it from, but some thing in her heart seemed attached to the small, golden ring. It hung on a thin golden chain.

Wonder looked around at the Hobbits and her eyes fell on Frodo. He was staring down at the ground silently.

After a while all of them were asleep, except for Frodo and Wonder.

Wonder got up and sat next to Frodo.

"Hello, fellow ring-bearer!" She said.

He raised his eyebrows at her and a small shadow of a smile appeared on his face.

"Why so glum?"

"Why do you think?" He answered.

"Well…you're in possession of the most powerful object on the face of the earth that was forged by the Dark Lord, and It is all he needs to take over the world, you're being hunted down by some overly dressed black men on horses, and the fate of Middle-Earth rests in you're hands?"

"Well, you could say that." And he started laughing. Wonder was quite surprised at this, for she had never seen him even smile since she first met him. He was actually quite cute, when he smiled, she thought.

"How old are you?" She suddenly said without thinking.

Frodo stoped laughing abruptly. "I was recently 50. Why?"

Wonder almost choked. "But- but you look as young as 20!"

"Thank you. I shall take that as a compliment!"

Wonder raised her eyebrow. "Fifty?"

"Fifty"

"Good lord. That's old."

"It could be worse. I could be 111. Then we would all be doomed."

Frodo chuckled to himself as he threw a trig into the fire.

The two sat in silence for a while. Then, "What does it feel like, having no memory of the past?"

"What?" Asked Wonder. "Oh, well, erm…frustrating, I guess. It's strange. I mean, I remember things like tree's and fire and food, and how to talk, but I do not remember anything about Hobbits or Elves…I'm sure if I lost my memory, then I would at least remember what country I came from! And if I had just hit my head, some things would be more similar to me. My mind seems empty. Many times I have given my self a headache, searching for memories in my mind. But there is nothing! Uh…I think I'll go to bed." And she left Frodo by the fire.

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"Merry!"

"What?"

"I'm hungry."

"Go get something to eat."

Pippin thought for a second. "What should I get?"

"Pippin."

"What?"

"Shut up!"

Pippin got up and made his way to the centre of the camp. He could see Frodo lying with his head on his arms, staring up at the starry sky.

"What are you doing?" Pippin asked.

Frodo jumped. "What are you doing, Pippin? You should be sleeping!"

"Eating."

Frodo rolled his eyes. "Shouldn't have asked." He muttered.

Pippin found a bag of small bread rolls, and pulled out a roll.

"So," Said Pippin, his mouth struggling to chew the tough bread. "What do you think of that girl?"

Frodo was staring out into the horizon as he answered. "I think she is very nice-"

"And pretty." Added Pippin.

"You think she is beautiful?" Asked Frodo turning to Pippin, who had just taken another huge bite out of the roll.

"No. Not beautiful. But pretty. I like her eyes. They're big."

Frodo chuckled. "Pip, she's too tall for you!" He said jokingly.

"Yes" Said Pippin, and he swallowed the last of his roll. "But not for you!"

And Pippin ran back to the sleeping bags before Frodo could hit him.

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A/n: Hehe, like? Review if you did, or if you didn't. More soon!

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