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Samwise sat at a scrubbed wooden table with Daisy on his knee. He sang to her, a song he had heard Mr. Bilbo sing plenty times before. Rosie entered, her blonde curls encircling her face.

"Hello loves." She said smiling. She picked Daisy up and poured out a mug of hot, steaming tea for Sam at the same time.

"Come on Daisy we'll put you to bed." Rosie left, with Daisy snuggled up to her shoulder. Sam watched her back. He really loved her. He was really happy. Or was he? He had been questioning himself this for quite sometime. He missed Frodo, terribly. And Mr. Bilbo. Life had changed so much in the past twelve years. Yes he saw Merry and Pippin lots. But no Aragorn. Nor Legolas. Nor Gimli. Sam did not blame them though. They probably had a lot to think about, what with Aragorn ruling now, and Legolas becoming king of Mirkwood. Rosie entered again.

"What's wrong, Sam? You haven't been yourself lately. You seem to go into your own little world, you've barley been eating nor sleeping." Sam grinned.

"You can read me like a book Rose." Was all his response.

"Come clean." Sam knew when he was beaten.

"It's Frodo. And the fellowship. I miss them. Too much. All my thoughts are about them, and I only see them in dreams.... or when they come visit, which is not very often, even you know that. Have they forgotten me? Was I just a someone, placed there to help the ring along? Or do they care that I am still here, waiting for them to call by?" Rosie pulled Sam to his feet and gave him a warm hug.

"Don't you fret, Samwise. Of course they care. And Frodo, well, you may be oceans apart, but that's not very far......... He will come to you. Or you to him. But like they say, time is the best healer............"

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Aragorn sat laughing with Legolas and Gimli. It was years since he had enjoyed a long meet with them and it was most relaxing.

But, something unexpected happened, that put a sudden stop to their tales and conversations.

The large pine doors opened, bringing in a flurry of snow, and a shivering, female figure, who groaned and collapsed to the floor. Aragorn and Legolas leapt up and ran to the woman, who was an Elf, lying at the door. Legolas turned her on to her back and placed her head in his lap, whilst Aragorn checked her pulse.

"She's alive," He sighed in relief, and then noticed the face. It had very distinct features, and was exceedingly pretty. Who? Who was she though?

Just then Arwen entered. "Aragorn, what is happening? Who, who is this?"

"Arwen send word to Marias and Hasufeld. Tell them to bring blankets, and water." Aragorn replied, hurriedly.

Arwen sensed the urgency and said, "Very well Lord." And left the hall in search of the house servants.

Legolas closed the pine doors, to protect the people inside from the raging blizzard outside, then removed his elven cloak and wrapped it around the shaking woman's torso and legs. Her feet were bare.

"Who is she Aragorn? Do you know her?"

"Nay Legolas, I do not know............"

Marias and Hasufeld entered, carrying goods. A blanket, a dish of warm water and cloth and a goblet of lemon water.

The blanket was wrapped tightly over her thin frame, over the elven cloak, the cloth was placed on her head and the goblet at her lips. Some of the colour returned to her white cheeks.

"Hasufeld, lay her down for the night. Marias, Arwen clothe her in clean warm robes. She'll need it." Aragorn told them, solemnly. Hasufeld lifted her, easily, being a burly man as he was and took her down a side corridor, with Marias and Arwen hurrying behind.

Legolas watched her out of sight. There was something magical about her, that took his breath away. He said a slow prayer all in elvish, before returning to his seat with Aragorn and Gimli. They began to resume their talk, but it was all of the female Elf who had entered earlier. But it was weary, and aimless, so after some time they left for their beds.

***

Sam lay sleeping in his warm bed, when a loud knock and a shout of

"Samwise Gamgee!" awoke him. He jumped up and rushed to the door after picking up a lantern. He turned the handle and the door creaked open. Stood there was a cloaked man, with a long white beard and hair. He carried a staff. And his robes were white as snow. When the face loomed into view, Sam stood stock still, and it took a while for things to sink in, but........

"Gandalf! Oh Gandalf!"

Gandalf smiled. "Samwise Gamgee! How long has it been? Six, seven years?"

Sam wrapped his small arms around Gandalf's middle and laughed.

"Why so later hour Gandalf?"

"Ah, well I thought that could be discussed over some tea. Hmm?"

"Yes, yes! Come on, come in! This way, just through here!"

Sam led Gandalf to the kitchen and bustled around making tea. They sat for along while, telling stories and news. Gandalf had been to Valinor, and brought news from Frodo.

"He misses you Sam. Very much so."

"Yes. And I him." They talked long further into the night, until Gandalf spoke of something that brought a lull to the conversation;

"Sam. I do not bring just good news. I feel a sense of evil coming. I do not know how, but I just want you to be on your guard. Do you understand me?"

Sam looked taken aback, and replied slowly, "Gandalf, what do you mean? What evil?"

"Samwise, all I want you to do is keep an eye open, and when I find anymore information, I will come to you right away and take you to Aragorn's hall in Gondor. I did not realise I had lingered here so long. I will return soon." Gandalf stood up from the table and crossed to the door.

"But Gandalf! Where are you going now?" Sam requested.

"To alert Aragorn. Lord Aragorn that is...... Sam, I will come back! Just stay alert. Goodbye!"

Gandalf opened the door and was met with two grinning faces, whose ears were pressed against the door.

"Hello!"

"We heard voices!"

Gandalf sighed and smiled. "Meriadoc Brandybuck. And Peregrin Took. I might of known."

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It was a cold morn, and the ground was iced with frost. The dew was fresh and smelled sweet. The sun was just rising and Legolas stood on the high wall surrounding Aragorn's wonderful home. He looked out towards the ocean, that no mortal could see and he watched gulls dipping in and out of the icy waters. When suddenly he heard a small cough behind him. Legolas turned, and met the unblinking gaze of the female elf, who had entered the night before.

"Sir."

"Lady, how are you? You came with a shocking arrival, for all of us." The she Elf smiled. "Lots better. I thank you. I have spoken to Lord Aragorn for awhile this morning, Not enough to tell him why I am here but enough to find out about the people who helped me when I arrived. And I believe this is yours?"

She held out Legolas' elven cloak. Legolas took it. It was warm, and smelled perfumery. Like petals in water.

"Keep it." He said, placing it back in her hands. "It was a gift. And you seem to have misplaced yours."

Sairwyn smiled. And turned to walk away. "I must find Lord Aragorn and take news to him."

"Wait." Legolas said. He took hold of her free hand and kissed it. "Now go........."

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