Chapter Two

We hadn't even been home for three months when Sam proposed to Rosie. And a month after that they were getting married. Their wedding was one of the most expected and awaiting events in the whole history of the Shire, and practically the entire Shire showed up as well.

Rosie was absolutely radiant. She had a long, flowing white gown and had a multitude of different colored ribbons in her hair.

I was standing right next to Pippin, as we clapped and watched the new husband and wife exchange their first kiss. Both were beaming ear to ear as they turned out to face the mass of applauding hobbits.

Rosie had a bundle of white, yellow and blue flowers, tied together with a pink ribbon. She glanced at Sam for a moment before tossing the bouquet. All of the women had pushed and shoved to reach for the flying flowers, but only two hands reached them.

My fingers grasped the stems and Pip had taken hold of the ribbon. We both stopped to look at each other. The clapping and amusement from the others seemed to disappear. His hand wiggled up to take mine.

I suddenly felt a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. Everyone knew what it meant when you caught the bouquet at a wedding.



"So," he started. He knew too.

"Yes," I answered without hesitation.

"Yes?" he repeated back at me. I excitedly nodded and leapt into his arms, still holding the flowers in one hand. I could feel him laughing as he slightly lifted me from the ground. I also heard Merry laughing at us, but I didn't care.

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We walked down the dirt path, hand in hand. We had been informally engaged for over a month, but it didn't really feel real. Some people talked about it, since neither of us were even thirty-three yet. They figured it may not last.

"What's wrong?" he asked me.

"Nothing,"

"I want to show you somethin'," he took me off the path and past some brush. "Remember this?" he pulled my arm into a small clearing, where there were hundreds of tiny fireflies fluttering around.

"Of course I do," I smiled. "I was the one that showed you in the first place."

"Exactly," he smiled. "This was the very first place I ever kissed you,"

"We were just children,"

"I know, but I think that was the moment I first loved you," I felt my cheeks turning red and he held my hand. "That's why, I brought you here, to ask you," he got down on his knee. "If you really would marry me?" fireflies already started to land on the both of us.

"Pippin," I breathed out and kneeled with him. "My answer is the same now as it was a month." A firefly landed on my nose. I leaned to him and kissed him. "And it will always be yes." He smiled and kissed me again.

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-January, 1423, S.R.-

:: "How do I look?" I nervously asked Merry as I looked at m'self in the mirror.

"For the millionth time, fine," my cousin replied.

I adjusted the belt around m'waist and ran the fingers over the velvet shirt, feelin' the threads of the white tree. I decided not to wear the gloves; there really wasn't any point in wearin' them. Besides, I wanted to feel her.

I heard him get up from his chair and come up behind me. He set his hands on m'shoulder. "I know you're scared. But you don't have anything to worry about." He turned me round, and leaned close until our foreheads touched. "She loves you Pippin."

"It's not that, it's, we're over. No more adventures for you and I,"

He smiled at me and I felt his hand around my neck. "You don't need me anymore. And you're about ready to start your grandest adventure ever." He kissed my cheek and released me.

The door opened and Sam entered. "It's time Pippin." ::

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He held to my hand and stared deeply into my eyes. "I will love you, my whole life. You and no other."

"And I you, no other and forever,"



"Congratulations, Mr. and Mrs. Took," the mayor said, closing his book.

Pippin leaned in and softly kissed me. I felt myself smile as I pulled him closer. The hobbits in the crowd cheering, pulled me away and we smiled. I was smiling so hard that my cheeks hurt.

I took a glance at my wedding guests. My mother was in the front, crying her eyes out, holding tightly to my father; Eglantine was also crying and holding to her husband. Our sisters were clapping, mine were throwing flower petals, his were just clapping.

It wasn't as large as the Cotton-Gamgee wedding, but there were still a lot of guests. The Tooks, Brandybucks, Bagginses, Bolgers, Gamgees and Cottons. In the front row stood Frodo, Merry, Estella Bolger and the young Gamgees, Sam, Rosie and their daughter Elanor. Rosie was also growing large with a second child.

I was wearing a pale-blue Elven dress, and he wore his velvet, Gondor armour, looking as handsome as ever. I was smiling so hard, and he was smiling too, just as hard as I was.

I took the bouquet of multicolored flowers and tossed them into the crowd.

Estella was the one that caught them. Merry's eyes grew wide in surprise as she jumped into his arms and graciously kissed him.

I laughed and turned back to Pippin. "We're married now."

I excitedly nodded and kissed him again. I was Mrs. Peregrin Took.

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