Disclaimer: I don't own Lord of the Rings. If I did, I wouldn't be writing fanfics. I would be off on vacation somewhere.
When I walked into Bag End that day, I knew that I wasn't going to stay that long. Sure it still felt like home but there was something inside me that told me that I didn't belong there, I should leave. I was different from the other hobbits and I was scared to deep to become the same again. It was like death, seeing Sam look around Bag End and want to stay. It would be like life to see him want to leave the Shire again with me. I would love it. I love that Sam. I suppose I could ask him if he wanted to come to Rivendell to live, or I have even been thinking about going to the Gray Havens. I know that if I asked him he would come along. But it is too soon. We have only been in the Shire for less than a year and Sam has plans. He is going to marry that lass, Rosie Cotton. She is a good lass, a good choice for Sam. Though sometimes I wish that he were not, I was going to be the only one he ever loved. I have accepted the fact that I cannot have Sam all to myself forever. I will have to give him up sometime.
Sooner then everyone thinks.
It is hard but I have already chosen to accept the Elves proposal.
I am going to be with all of the rest of the Ring-Bearers.
I am going to the Gray Havens.
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