Standard Disclaimer here: My name is not Tolkein (I wish...) so therefore... How can I own it?
Short chapter, sorry.
Gammer Amaryllis Took was a formidable woman. Known well for her healing remedies, she was frequently called on by almost all hobbits in Hobbiton. Something that both pleased and vexed her to no end. She believed she had seen every ailment and injury to be found in the shire, until she was called upon to see to the little girl.
"You say she's a foundling, an orphan, then?" She questioned Gandalf sharply after having cleaned the girl and seen to her wounds as best she could. The wounds had been numerous, and Gammer could only wonder in fascinated horror how she had come by them, who would be so callous as to harm such a sweet child so. For Vasha had woken up shortly after Gammer's arrival, and had asked if she could have a drink of water, please, she was quite thirsty, and where was she, if it pleased Gammer to tell her, and that she would be five in nine months come June, or the sixth month. Which came to Forelithe on the hobbit calendar, so figured Gammer.
"A foundling, yes. I can only hope that she is an orphan." Gandalf replied, having enough sense to be meek in front of Gammer, for she was used to getting her way and being intimidating.
"And ye say that ye found her in such a state?" Gammer demanded again.
"I did. Little more than a mile distant... As though she dropped from a clear sky." Best not tell Gammer the truth of it.
Gammer turned up her nose at that. Magic, she thought, this is what comes when one meddles in such things. "Well." She finally said, placing a few glass bottles of an herbal tisane on the table. "She is to rest a two day, before she can be up and around again. Feed her well, it is not healthy for any to be so thin, hobbit or big 'un. She is to drink this tisane every night before bed for a ten night, two spoonfuls, mixed with a large mug of warm milk. I've changed her into one of my Peony's nightshirts, and that should hold her till ye get her some decent clothing made."
"Thank you, Gammer. We'll settle the payment with you later, hm? After she is well. Why don't I escort you home?"
"I'm not so old as I can't walk to my own home, Bilbo Baggins." Gammer glared at them, before shuffling out of Bilbo's hobbit hole.
Once she was gone, Bilbo heaved a sigh of relief, before turning to the wizard. "Well now, I expect we'll have our tea and you'll tell me just how you came to find a human girl in the shire, hm?"
"I suspect you may have to suspend your disbelief for me to do so."
Bilbo chuckled. "My friend, I suspend my disbelief every time we meet..."