Okay, just so ya know, I've put some actual lines from FOTR in here, so to give credit to the mighty and powerful Tolkien, all dialogue from his books will be in astrics. Like this *one ring to rule them all, one ring to find them. One ring to bring them all, and in the darkness bind them.* ya, I think you get it now. O, and I just wanted to hug all my readers. *hug* I love you guys. *sniffle* okay, sorry. I was rereading all my reviews on all my stories... and you guys are so great! Okay, enough of the sentimentals:

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As Flavia sank under the window, she was pleased to find it already open. From pure habit, she pressed her ear to the window and listened.

*I have made up my mind,"* Frodo was speaking, *"I am starting tomorrow as soon as it is light. But I am not going by road: it would be safer to wait here than that. If I go through the North Gate my departure from Buckland will be known at once, instead of being secret for several days at least, as it might be. And what is more, the Bridge and the East Road near the borders will certainly be watched, whether any Rider gets into Buckland or not. We don't know how many there are: but there are at least two, and possibly more. The only thing to do is to go off in a quite unexpected direction."

"But that can only mean going into the Old Forest!" said Fredegar horrified. "You can't be thinking of doing that. It is as dangerous as Black Riders."

"Not quite," said Merry. "It sounds very desperate, but I believe Frodo is right. It is the only way of getting off without being followed at once. With luck we might get a considerable start."

"But you won't have any luck in the Old Forest," objected Fredegar. "No one ever has luck in there. You'll get lost. People don't do in there."

"Oh yes they do!" said Merry. "The Brandybucks go in - occasionally when the fit takes them. We have a private entrance. Frodo went in once, long ago. I have been in several times: usually in daylight, of course, when the trees are sleepy and fairly quiet."

"Well, you do as you think best!" said Fredegar.* Fatty kept talking, but Flavia was no longer listening. She made up her mind; she would follow them in to the forest and into whatever perils lay ahead. She couldn't bear to lose Frodo, not after she'd gotten up her courage to speak with him.

She slowly crawled away from the window and headed back into town. By the time she got back to the inn it was quite dark and she wasn't sure if Will would still be waiting for her. But as soon as she walked in, he appeared at her elbow... which he locked into his own. He led her to the only vacant table, which he had obviously been saving for her because there was a vase of flowers sitting on it. She wanted to turn around and leave; she hoped he was just being polite and not harboring any romantic thoughts.

Presently the bartender came over to their table. "The usual?" he asked in a deep, gruff voice.

"Not tonight Charlie, I've got company," Will said as he winked at Flavia who turned away. She could not help thinking what a long dinner this was going to be.

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As Will walked her back to Lennard's however, she had a quite different opinion about the evening. She had actually found him to be quite tolerable company. He said goodnight and walked off into the night. 'Nice to have a friend other than a cow,' she thought as she stepped inside her host's house.

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Ya, I know the timing is a bit messed up at the Frodo part, but I figured that since they took the hard way and she took the easy way, they arrived more or less at the same time. So ya, now that I've explained that little bit, on to reviews! Hooray! Please review, because I love responding to them! Well, and reading them and stuff too, but hey!

CrazyWench: I'm glad you liked it. and I hope this cleared up a little bit of you're eagerness. Sorry I took so long to update! O, and no prob about reviewing you're story! It was kewl!