NOTE: Here chapter 6, to follow-up the incredibly short chapter 5! Going to be another short chapter because it was supposed to be 1 chapter with chapter 5 but I decided to split them up!

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The weird guy did it again.

He ruined the holiday… again.

Why couldn't he just disappear from the face of this Earth? He seemed to have done a bloody good job disappearing from Upper Earth, or wherever he had come from.

Patrick put his head in his hands. He felt like he was going to go insane. Kathy most definitely was insane already. She was shocked to see TWG (The Weird Guy), but she didn't seem to be all that disappointed. Of course she did moan about a perfect beach holiday ruined, but he noticed that she still ran to find a place to find fresh fish for TWG.

And worse, TWG was sitting opposite him right now.

"Why can't you just go away?" Patrick asked him sharply.

"He hates usss… he hatesss uss…" TWG moaned. "He does not care if we die! Stupid evil Man!"

"Me? Stupid? At least I'm not the one who talks funny," Patrick snapped.

"Patrick, please, try to be nice to Sméagol," Kathy chided, entering the beach house with a bag of four fresh fishes. TWG looked up eagerly and went to her. "Now, Sméagol, you aren't going to be eating as much here, it isn't that easy to get fresh fish, all right? Unless you decide to go swimming in the sea and finding your own food," Kathy said to him, as if she was talking to a child. A child! TWG! A child! Patrick almost fainted.

"I'm trying to be nice. But he makes it really hard. Please tell him to stop calling me stupid," Patrick said, pointing an accusing finger at TWG, who put on a very innocent face.

"Sméagol, you shouldn't call Patrick stupid," Kathy said gently. "You shouldn't call anyone stupid. Okay?"

"Okay." TWG nodded innocently, and took a fish. He then proceeded to a little corner of the room and began to eat, humming to himself. Patrick could have sworn that he shot murderous looks at him occasionally, though.

"He's getting better," Kathy said softly, going to sit next to Patrick.

"You call that getting better? I wouldn't want to know what he was like when he was totally gone."

"He's a schizophrenic, Patrick. You've got to understand, he was tortured for five hundred years. That's not something you recover from quickly. But the Ring is destroyed now. There might actually be a chance for him to return to who he was before. Not completely, though. I doubt he will look the same as before, but perhaps mentally he will be able to return to being just Sméagol. Maybe Gollum will disappear sometime soon. He's like a child now, in some ways. He's lost, don't you see?" Kathy tried to explain, but Patrick was just getting more and more confused. Tolkien must have been a freak to think up something that that. Sheesh!

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That night, Patrick took one look at Sméagol and announced that he was going to turn in early. Kathy nodded, and went to sit outside, watching the sea, listening to the waves. After awhile, she noticed that Sméagol had come to join her. "Hey, Sméagol," she said, giving him a smile. When she had first been forced to take him in, the smiles had been completely fake, just because she was afraid he would pounce on her and kill her, but now the smiles were genuine. She had meant every word that she had said to Patrick. Sméagol was like a child. He was lost, and needed people to help guide him back to who he used to be.

"What's it doing?" Sméagol asked. "What's it doing, preciousss?"

"I'm just sitting out here, for some fresh air. You're welcome to join me if you want. It's nice to sit here and listen to the peace and quiet, isn't it? Did you do that often in Middle Earth, Sméagol?"

Sméagol looked puzzled for a moment. "Sméagol… poor poor Sméagol. We wept to be so alone… they hatesss us. They cursssed us and drove usss away. They hatess us. We were alone, so alone…" he said sadly.

"It was the Ring, you see," Kathy said to him. This was a really touchy subject that she had not brought up for quite awhile, and she knew she had to be very careful about what she said or he would just lose his head and everything would be lost. "It wasn't your fault. The Ring made you do it. It's evil. But it's gone now, Sméagol. Do you know that? It's lost forever. Forever. You can't find it here on Earth. You will never find it again, Sméagol." Sméagol's eyes widened as that sunk in, and Kathy hurried on, "But that's a good thing. You're free now, Sméagol. Gollum won't follow you around anymore. He won't torture you anymore, he won't hurt you anymore, and he won't make you do things you don't want to do anymore. You are free, really free. Think about that, Sméagol."

She patted him on his shoulder, and got up, leaving him to think about all that she had told him.