A/N: WOW! I am so sorry! I know it has been a very long time since I last updated. But I have been super busy!!!!!!!!!

Katani Petitedra: I am sorry! Everything has to be sad, or there won't be anything better to be happy about!

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Disclaimer: See chapter one

Chapter Twelve: Sadness

After the longest journey of my life, we reached Lorien. Excitement washed over me as I viewed the forest area. The most beautiful landscape was met with beautiful constructions. All the structures seemed as if they were works of art at one time, and sculpted into this beautiful elven home. As the pony I was riding on slowed down to a stop I was still gazing at the scenery.

"Ayana?" Gandalf quickly asked as he walked over to me.

His gray form clouded my view.

"Yes?" I questioned.

"I will go and speak with Lady Galadriel. And you may wonder, but not to far, it will not take long." Gandalf explained.

I smiled slightly and soon he was off. I slid off the pony and gave it a pat. I brought the horse to a tree and tied it to it. I knew no one would bother a small pony. I slowly walked away from it and searched the area. I didn't know what to do. Then I noticed very tall men walking towards me. I cowered at the site of them. But then I felt a hand touch my back. I jumped and looked up.

"Are you lost little creature?" One of them asked.

"Are you, an elf?" I questioned staring up and down at him.

"Why yes," He replied. "And what are you exactly?"

I noticed him stare at my small body.

"I am a hobbit." I replied.

"You are the hobbit we have heard about?"

"I suppose. What have you heard?" I asked quizzically.

"Only of your poor parents, I apologize for your loss." He said.

"Do not be, it was their time." I sadly said.

"Ayana!" I heard a familiar voice said.

I turned around to see Gandalf walking up to me.

"Excuse me." I said politely and walked over to where Gandalf was.

"Gandalf?" I questioned.

"Lady Galadriel has explained that they could not transfer your parents here, and we are going to have leave for Rivendell." He explained.

I frowned and sighed. I turned and walked over to where my pony was. I stroked its soft hair.

"When are we going to leave?"

"We are going to stay the night, and then head out."

I gave a slight nod of my head. I began to grab a few of my belongings and set them on the ground. I began to make a small area where I thought I might sleep.

"Ayana?" Gandalf questionably asked.

"Yes?" I replied and looked up at him.

"You are not to sleep on the ground, when you are in the forest of Lady Galadriel." Gandalf began. "She has a nice place set out for you."

I gave a slight smile before packing my things back into the small bag that they had been in. I hunched it over my back as Gandalf began to walk to where I would stay. He soon brought me to a small hutch with a lantern lighting the inside. I lifted the door flap and grinned. It was small but suitable.

"Thank you." I said and without another word I quickly hopped into the hutch.

I set down my bag, but it fell over. Then I noticed the only thing to come out of the bag, was Frodo's Drawing book. I swiftly picked it up from the ground and flipped through it. Frodo's work was so amazing, so life like. I could only smile more and more with each page I flipped. The beauty he put in each of his drawings was remarkable. I let out a sigh before moving onto the next page, but then there came a knock at the material like doorway.

"Hello?" I questioned.

There was a pause before someone peaked through.

"Lady Ayana, We are about to feast, if you are to join us, do hurry." The elf explained and quickly left.

I set away Frodo's book and stepped out of the hutch. Many elves were gathering towards a large table. I noticed quickly that a tall gray man was sitting next to a beautiful blonde woman. I knew in an instant that it was Gandalf. I quickly rushed over to him. My size was quickly attracted by the elves around the table, as they stared. We all quickly ate. My stomach began to quiver as I felt a sickness rise in me. I excused myself from the table and left immediately. I rushed over to where I would sleep and quickly slipped into bed.

The next morning

I woke up, with the pain still tickling my stomach. I leaned forward and noticed Gandalf was standing above me.

"We are to eat and then head out, so do prepare for that." He said in a hurry as he rushed away.

I grabbed my belongings and strapped them to my horse. I then headed over to where we had all gathered for dinner that prior evening. I sat down and began to eat slowly, but had no desire to eat after a few bites.

I awaited Gandalf at my pony. He was prepared to leave as was I. I hoped onto the animal and began to trot away from Lorien.

Several Weeks Later

Finally in Rivendell, it was the day that my parents were to be shipped out to the sea's to be brought into their eternal death. I let my last tear for them fall as they floated off into the sea. I clung to Gandalf harder than I ever had before, as he comforted me with his smiles. I walked away from the river that lead to the sea, never to forget my parents.

As I walked along the brightly light grounds of Rivendell, I couldn't help but think of Frodo, and how I longed for him so. I decided I would go home. And Finally see him after such a long time.

Several weeks Later (Again)

I finally reached the edge of the Shire. My home was so close. And so was Frodo. I galloped along with Gandalf talking aimlessly about nonsense that the elves had given us before we left Rivendell.

We were nearly at Bag End so that I could see Frodo, but then I felt the sickness rise in me again and I couldn't control it. The pain worsened in my stomach. The blood from my face drew out, as I became paler. I stared up at Gandalf with paled blue eyes. I fell over off the pony and began to struggle for breath.

I could hear a familiar voice speaking close to me, and getting closer. I turned to see Frodo running up and kneeling down to see me.

"AYANA?" He worriedly shouted.

I puffed out air trying to speak. "I love you Frodo."

I felt my body quiver, and then felt no more pain. As the pitch black lens on my eyes covered the color that once had shown so brightly in my eyes.

Frodo's 'POV'

My heart leapt for Ayana. As I saw here lying there in the heavy grass, dying next to me. As she died my heart died with her.

After a while it grew back piece-by-piece. But never will I forget what she left me. While she had my notebook, she had taken the time to draw a picture. The last page in the book, well maybe it was for me to find it later in our life. The picture was of her, with three children running along in the grass, and myself while her and I watched them play. But that dream will never become a reality.

A/N: Okay I had to get the story over with, because well, it was sad that it took me almost a full year to update this damn story, so now it's finished. It's sad and twisted, but oh well... Sorry it took me so long, But I WAS BUSY! SORRY! LOVE YOU ALL!

Bridget