Life After High School. Is It Scary? You Bet.

By Risty Maskell and Silver15

Disclaimer: Not ours. Unfortunately.

Summary: I can't tell you. I'm brain dead.

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(Blue's POV)

Billee came into Jamie's kitchen about an hour and a half later, he was carrying Wendy, wet, bedraggled and pale.

„Wendy!" I screamed and grabbed my little sister from the elf's grip.

Wendy coughed and Jamie put her hand on my shoulder.

„She'd better go to the hospital, Blue, she'll be all right." I nodded.



(Jamie's POV)

Benny, Blue, Wendy and I all raced toward the hospital. When we got there, we rushed to Dr. Elliot, who was, fortunately, standing and talking to the receptionist. But when he saw us, he dropped his clipboard and took the sopping wet hobbit-girl from us.

We trooped down to the examining room, where Dr Elliot checked her over, asked us questions, all the usual stuff.

"Wendy, how did you get into the lake?"

"I fell, a man pushed me."

"What did this man look like, Wendy?"

"He was kind of short, a hobbit I think. I couldn't see his face. It was all shadowy."

I exchanged a look with Benny. It couldn't be my dad, because Lucas was holding him and mum captive.

'Wendy," I said gently. "Did you see what his hair colour was?"

"Sandy brown…I think. I'm not sure."

I nodded as Dr Elliot gave her a shot. She winced and began to cry. The poor little kid had had a traumatic experience and needed to go home. Blue picked her up and we walked toward home slowly. Blue turned off to go home, Benny and I kept on walking to Bag End, after we'd seen the two sisters safely to their front door.

"Well, that was scary." I said. Benny nodded. We got back home, and in the door, Emma, Boromir, Elrond and Bilbo were in the kitchen. Everyone else was in bed.

"She's fine," I stated and we sat down at the table, Frodo walked in, holding Ria, who was almost a year old, by now. In fact her birthday was next week.

Emma looked relieved, Boromir too. Even the room seemed to breath a sigh of relief.

After a cup of hot chocolate to calm my nerves, I went up to bed with Frodo; everyone else went off to bed too. It seemed life was going to spiral downward again. Why does this happen to us? Why not to someone on the other side of the world?



A/N: woo! And Update! I'm on a high because we had the opening night of Sound of Music last weekend. I was Baroness Elberfeld, a guest at the party. Bow down to me minions! I am rich! I don't have to listen to mindless babble! LOL!