Deep

By Sistine Chapel

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Happy Thanksgiving, everyone! I hope your vacation is pleasant and relaxing. Here is the fifth chapter to Deep, the story that 1 out of 2 people like (TIM!!!!).

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Gandalf the Grey rode merrily to the Shire. It was a beautiful fall day and the sun was shining brilliantly. It had been a long time seen he had visited his good friend Bilbo and Frodo Baggins. Gandalf lit his pipe and began to hum a little tune. Gandalf was shocked when he reached Bag Ends. Usually, Bag Ends was quiet, but today hobbits were running in and out of Bilbo's house. Some of the hobbits Gandalf recognized as healers. One old female hobbit was walking out of the house. Gandalf stopped her and said, "My good lady, what is going on?"

The old hobbit looked up at him and answered briskly,"Why, didn't you hear about the girl who was found unconscious in front of Bilbo's door? "

"No," Gandalf replied giving out a little puff from his pipe.

"Yes, and it is a very peculiar girl, for she is a big folk, and not just any big folk, " the old woman narrowed her eyes. " Her skin is peculiar."

"How so?" Gandalf was curious.

"Well, it is brown but soft like she never done labor. Rumor has it she must be a princess from a distant land that Bilbo befriended when he disappeared all those years ago. Well, I must be off; I have other patients to attend to. Good day," the old hobbit lady scurried into the distant.

Gandalf walked up to the door of Bag Ends and knocked. The door opened. "Hello, Frodo Baggins," Gandalf smiled.

Frodo's eyes widen. "Gandalf! It is good to see you again!" Frodo exclaimed and threw his little arms around his friend.

Gandalf began to laugh. "Well, you have grown Frodo from the last time I saw you. Where is your uncle Bilbo?"

"He is with that unconscious girl. Bilbo has the Shire in an up roar by finding that girl."

"So I have heard, can you show me where he is?" Gandalf asked.

"Sure, follow me," Frodo walked with Gandalf into one of Bilbo's guest bedrooms.

Gandalf found Bilbo sitting on a stool next to a bed. Bilbo turned around and smiled at Gandalf.

"Hello Gandalf," Bilbo whispered and hugged his old friend. "Why, didn't you tell me you were coming to visit?"

"I wanted to surprise you. How is the girl?" Gandalf asked.

"See for yourself," Bilbo replied. Gandalf worked toward the bed. In the bed was a girl in her late teens. The old lady was right about her skin; it was brown yet soft. "She must be from Haradrim*," Gandalf thought. The girl stirred and curled into a ball like a kitten. She gave a little smile in her sleep, a smile only a child in a pleasant dream could give. Gandalf smiled and patted her head, but when he touched her, a dark image of a lidless flaming cat-like eye came to his mind. Gandalf backed away. "There is something wrong with this girl," he thought. "Hey, the girl is waking up!" Frodo said.

Deep had a lovely dream, she was back home with her parents and her little sister. They were laughing and smiling and just having a good time. Deep wished it were real. "Oh, I miss you guys," Deep thought sadly. Deep woke up slowly and realized that she wasn't on Saruman's tower or on the back of Landroval; instead she was in a warm little bed with a feather pillow. Deep shifted her eyes to see a wall with circle window to right. She then moved to her left and saw a little wooden drawer and a desk. There was a stand right beside the bed. A voice interpreted her from her farther observations. "Hello," said a cheerful old male voice. Deep faced the voice and gasped. There was a little old man in front of her. He was smiling and Deep smiled back. Deep assumed that this was his house. She slowly sat up to get a better look at him. The old man had big hairy feet…he was a hobbit! Deep laughed. "What is so funny little one?" came another voice, a much older one too. Deep then saw that an old wizard, much like Saruman, was talking to her. Deep laughed even harder. Frodo frowned and said, "I don't know what is so funny, but do you mind telling us?" Deep looked at the younger hobbit with the big blue eyes and laughed even harder then before. She laughed so hard she fell of the bed and buckled her stomach with her arms.

Deep was laughing so hard because she did not know what else to do. When Deep saw the old wizard she knew that she was in Bag Ends. "I can't believe it! Me, out of all the people in the world…me! In Bag Ends! This is insane!!!" she thought.

Deep claimed down and began to speak, "I am sorry that I laughed, it just that I never seen hobbits before. I didn't know they exist. "

"Well, we are real," Bilbo chuckled. "How did you get here? It is not everyday big folk like you are found unconscious in the Shire."

Deep frowned, "I don't think this is a good time to talk about it right now."

"Oh, well I didn't meant to hurt your feelings Miss… what is your name?" Bilbo asked.

"Oh, how rude of me," Deep exclaimed. "My name is Deep, just Deep. I am not used to being call 'Miss'."

"Well, Deep, I am Bilbo Baggins and this is my nephew, Frodo Baggins," Bilbo said pointing to the younger hobbit with blue eyes.

"Hello, nice to meet you Mr. Frodo Baggins," Deep said.

"Hi," was all that Frodo said.

"And this," continued Bilbo," is our good friend, Gandalf." Gandalf smiled.

"Bilbo, if you don't mind, like to speak to Deep alone," Gandalf asked.

"Sure, come along Frodo lad, let's make some tea." Bilbo and Frodo left the room. Deep looked nervously at Gandalf.

"We have much to discuss, Deep," Gandalf said sternly.

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*- The Haradrim are a race of men who live in the South of Middle Earth. They are brave dark men who are ancient enemies of Gondor.

Oh no! What is Gandalf going to do to Deep? Is he going to find out that Deep is the white ring wraith of Saruman? Find out in the next chapter of Deep.