Thank you, reviewers, thank you! *bows* *my friend Amber throws books at me* LOL. Anyway, sorry for the long wait, it's just that I've been studying for the KCCT or KATS as it's more commonly known (if u don't know wut it is ask in ur review), working on my writing portfolio for school, and trying to catch up with all the stuff I missed being out of school. *sigh* Oh, and BTW...

hyperactive forever- Pippin: "It's working, Merry," Merry: "I know it's working! RUN!" Enjoy your plushies! (and everyone else who got them last chap)

Now, what you've been waiting for...

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I Would Never Betray You,
Please Remember Me

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Pippin did not have to wait very long for his answer, as to who was going to be his new 'master' or 'mistress'. Chakamir tried to answer him very quickly.

"Yer, y're goin' to d Sa-Sax-Saz-Sal-Sack-"

"The Sackville-Baggins'?! YOU'RE TAKING ME TO THE S-B'S?!!!!!" Pippin hollered. He couldn't believe this, though he had half expected it. The two men gave him a look then nodded grumbling under their breaths.

Pippin couldn't believe of all the things in the Shire he was actually going to be SOLD to the S-B's. That was a crime and totally outrageous in itself! It was pure evil!!! Then Pippin started thinking (a/n: wwwwhhhhoooooaaaaa, it thinks!), 'If only Pa could see me now. He'd help- oh yeah! Yer, you idiot, you can run away!' Pippin smiled to himself at this, but the smile quickly faded. 'Why would he want you to come back? Why would he and Ma ever even want to see you again? Huh? What's so great and special about you? You've disgraced the name of Took in the worst way possible. You betrayed your own family and friend. They may even be dead by now,' Pippin's frown deepened. He couldn't believe his luck even more now. He was going to have to actually DO things that the S-B's WANTED him to do, and he couldn't escape. His family would NEVER want him back now. He had disgraced the name of Took so badly, that even they would dislike him. They might even disown him if he came back. Tears threatened, but he gritted his teeth and made himself smile. Then finally Pippin felt something he hadn't in a while. The wagon came to a halt.

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Pippin looked around once again in wonder. This place was so, so familiar, yet so new and distant, and hated. They were outside the walkway of Bag-End. Pippin still loved Bag-End deep within himself, he had to, but he had a feeling that so many bad things were going to happen to him here at the expense of Lobelia and her son. He was still just sitting there staring when he felt pain connect with the back of his head.

"Go ah'd and get out, you good for nothing, Yer!" exclaimed Chakamir.

Pippin put his hand to the back of his head, because he felt something trickling down his neck. He figured it was blood, but he did so anyway. He brought his hand quickly back, and it was covered in the crimson liquid most beings called blood. Pippin's eyes got big. He had never seen so much of his blood come out so quickly. He tried to get up so not to be hit with the whip he now noticed that Tenole was holding, but fell right back down. He felt so dizzy. At that moment Lobelia came out of Bag-End smiling evilly. (and in Pippin's mind circling around him while doing so) He knew then that for the rest of his life he would really be experiencing Mordor torture in the Shire. His own beloved home.

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Okay, that was SHORT, but it was also all about poor li'l Pippin. *sniff, tear* That was a fill-in chapter, because the next one's going to take place a few months from then. And yes, it will include our fave fellowship. I'll try to get the next chapter up before Monday. I can't promise much else because I'm having some major family problems that will affect the next three years of my life. Again, I am so very sorry for the shortness and wait, the next one will be longer. Hopefully, MUCH longer. I'll also be listening to Evanescence the entire time I type it, so it'll probably have even more lovely hobbit-angst and torture. Well, cheers, and have a nice day!!!

Disclaimer: I don't own Pippin, The Lord of the Rings, Bag-End, the Shire, Mordor, or anything else that WONDERFUL, WONDERFUL, WONDERFUL Tolkien wrote, did, thought, etc. I don't make any money.

May Mordor never torture you! Lots of love and please review without flames!!! G'bye Entmoot