Rosie sat waiting for her husband to enter the warmly lit room. She had seen him go into Frodo's room and decided not to call him. She sat quietly thinking what her husband could be going through right at that moment. Even she had grown fond of Frodo, she helped Sam take care of him after they had moved into his house. She sat and pondered these things.

"Mother," Elanor snapped her out of her thoughts,

"Yes dear," Rosie said feeling weary, after all it had been a long day for the pregnant Hobbit-woman.

" Where is Goldilocks, shouldn't she come to dinner also?"

" She is being punished, she will not attend dinner tonight." Rosie told her daughter not wanting to give an explanation.

" What has she done this time?" Frodo elbowed his sister. Frodo had usually found it his duty to stick up for Goldilocks. He knew how the hobbit children treated his sister, and he pitied her for it.

"It is not our business, Elanor. It is only mothers, fathers, and Goldilocks herself." Sam entered the room.

"I don't think that sending her to bed with out supper is the best punishment." Elanor said so that her father would notice.

" Why is that dearest?" Sam knew whom they were talking about, and wanted to know why his daughter was going into other's businesses.

" She never eats anyway. Have you seen her size under that old shirt she wears? Practically skin and bone." Frodo elbowed her again. He knew that Goldilocks rarely ate unless in the presence of her father or mother. Unfortunately Sam noticed the prod Frodo gave his sister otherwise he wouldn't have believed it.

"Is this true, Frodo?" Frodo didn't answer he looked down at his plate not wanting to give anything more away then he already did. "Frodo Gardener. Tell me this instant, has your sister been not eating or does she have nothing to hide?" Sam spoke sternly. Frodo looked up, he would never lie to his father's face, so under his stare he nodded shamefully. Rosie gasped. Sam pushed his chair out from the table and stormed off to Goldilocks room.

He threw open the door. Goldilocks stood up in surprise. In a few single strides Sam was across the room. He took her hand and lifted her sleeve. What he saw shocked him, Sam could see the features of her bones through her skin. It reminded him of Frodo on the last steps of Mount Doom. Frodo was so malnourished; Sam blamed himself for all of that. Now he saw his daughter going through all of that, and Sam hated the site of it.

" Why are you so skinny Goldilocks?" Sam questioned trying to keep from getting angry with his daughter. He loved her so dearly, why was she doing this?

" I have not eaten as often as I should." Goldilocks said bravely, she knew her father couldn't punish her worse then already. All she truly cared about was seeing Faramir and her father had taken that away, he wouldn't come for several months again. Right now it would be more of a help then punishment to keep her inside the house.

Sam couldn't think of anything to say, he was stunned at all the truths about his daughter. He looked at her; he felt the grief in his heart again. Why was she so much like his old master? Sam tried to make something of it. She was malnourished, wasn't very content with the way things were, She longed for adventure, she had very little friends, and to top it all off, her eyes. The eyes that seemed to blaze to show emotion, it was almost too hard for Sam to bear.

" You will have all your meals supervised inside this house until you can have my trust back. What you are doing is so unhealthy. You need to have a normal life, Goldilocks. You need to eat, you need to stop these wild fantasies of traveling, and you need to get some friends." Sam told her, his voice quaking with anger or sadness, it was too hard to tell. Goldilocks looked up and met his gaze,

" Tell me this, father, how am I to make friends if I am constantly grounded and nobody likes me." Goldilocks said freshly.

Sam's gaze seemed to blanch. She saw it again. Grief.

"Tell me this also, father, why do you grieve when ever you look into my eyes? Is it that you are so ashamed of me or, is it that I only bring you pain?" Sam felt his heart breaking at his daughter's words. He looked away and then looked back at her.

Those eyes, those eyes were still fixed on his, prying for an answer,

" My child, my child, it is neither. Never think in that way again." Sam said feeling the stare of his old master. His voice trembled with sorrow.

" Then tell me why. I can't seem to find a reason." Goldilocks told him in the same tone. He shook his head, and let everything that was tensing inside him go. He sighed and turned away,

"To that, I believe you will find out some day."