What if Van Helsing and Carl were sent to Middle Earth to help the four hobbit's children take care of the Ngaurhoth? The Ngaurhoth are the wolves west of Moria that attacked the Fellowship in the book. Anyway, for those people who never read the book ngaur means werewolf, hoth means host. You might want to check the book's appendix for the hobbit's ages. I gave Elanor's age for you to base every age off of it. Merry, Pippin, Frodo, and Bilbo are the sons of Samwise. Faramir is the son of Pippin, the fourth hobbit in the Fellowship. Every member in the Fellowship died or went to Valinor already.

Chapter 1

"So, where are we?" Carl asked for the tenth time as they walked toward the little town.

"We are in Middle Earth traveling to Hobbiton," Van Helsing sighed as he shifted the bag full of weapons.

"Ah," Carl exclaimed as he saw a pretty fifty-year-old midget-looking girl ride towards them on a dun pony.

"Good evening, sirs. My name is Elanor. I heard that you are to help us," Elanor smiled once she stopped her pony a foot away from Van Helsing.

"What ever you do, don't stare," Van Helsing hissed to Carl.

"I'm staring," Carl whispered as he stared at the hobbit, "Van Helsing, is…"

"She's a hobbit. Hobbits never grow taller that four feet. We are supposed to help her and her family," Van Helsing explained.

Elanor smiled, "Follow me."

Carl nodded as he smiled hesitantly. They walked to Elanor's house. Once Elanor put her pony away, they went in and Carl slammed his head on accident on the ceiling.

"Dammit," he cursed.

"Hey, you're a monk! You can't curse!" Van Helsing protested in his bent position.

"Well, actually, I'm only just a friar," Carl muttered as he rubbed his head bending down.

Seven noisy boy hobbits appeared out of a hallway.

"Frodo! Will you ever grow up! You are old enough to help around the house!" Elanor shouted at the eldest boy.

"But, Elanor! We were having fun," Merry and Pippin exclaimed as they rushed towards their older sister.

"Hamfast! Stop eating all my cookies!" Bilbo cried at Hamfast in the background.

"Robin! Where is Tolman?" Elanor asked the boy.

"Tom!" Robin called behind him.

The boy came out from behind his brother giggling. Elanor sighed as she looked at the two men. Every hobbit stopped what they were doing and stared at the visitors.

"You tell me not to stare," Carl muttered.

Just then five hobbit girls burst into the room giggling. Rose stopped in her tracks. Goldilocks flicked her hair. Daisy and Primrose paused in their conversation and suddenly started to talk again. And Ruby blinked and halted.

"This is my family. Our parents died," Elanor smiled wearily.

Carl waved uncertainly at the hobbits. Van Helsing tipped his hat lower. Just when everyone calmed down, the door behind Carl and Van Helsing banged open.

"Ela- Oh! Are these men the people who are supposed to help us?" Faramir, son of Peregrin Took, asked as he walked around the guests looking back and forth from the visitors and Elanor. Carl looked at the Gondorian clad hobbit.

"Faramir, this is…" Elanor said just as Carl opened his mouth to comment on Faramir's clothing.

"Gabriel van Helsing, I prefer my sir name," Van Helsing supplied as he brought his hat up a little to greet the new hobbit and moved it back down.

"Carl," Carl mumbled as he looked at his feet.

"Is he a monk?" Tolman asked as he edged towards Carl.

"Well, actually, I'm only just a friar," Carl replied stiffly.

"Should we set out today, Van Helsing? We have our things packed already," Elanor asked.

Carl looked at Van Helsing. Van Helsing's face was hidden by his hat. Carl walked forward to Van Helsing and looked underneath the hat. Van Helsing swiftly took it off and whacked it on Carl's head.

"Ouch!" Carl exclaimed as he jumped back and banged his head again on the ceiling, "Why you do that for?"

"Sure, but are they coming?" Van Helsing asked as he replied to Elanor's question and pointed his hat at Elanor's family.

"If you want them too. They want to come, but I tried to tell them that they should stay home, but…" Elanor sighed as she looked at the hobbits.

"I have my pack ready," Faramir spoke up.

"Look, if you just want to see werewolves, don't come. If you want to help, well, we'll think about that," Van Helsing told the hobbits.

"I want to stay home!" Hamfast cried as tears streamed down.

"Thank you," Elanor breathed.

"Me too!" Tolman announced as he walked away.

Daisy and Primrose looked up from their conversation, "We are staying," and with that they walked off dragging Hamfast behind them.

"Anybody else?" Van Helsing asked annoyed.

No one left the room. Van Helsing lifted his eyebrows as he jammed his hat back on.

"Okay, names?" Van Helsing asked from underneath his hat.

"Frodo, named after Mister Frodo Baggins, the hobbit who was the ringbearer in the Fellowship and was my pa's master," Frodo said.

"Merry, named after Meriadoc Brandybuck the Magnificent, the hobbit who was in the Fellowship and who pledged himself to King Theoden, king of Rohan," Merry announced.

"Pippin, named after Peregrin Took, the hobbit who was in the Fellowship and who pledged himself to Denethor, Steward of Gondor," Pippin shouted happily.

"Bilbo, named after Bilbo Baggins of Bag End, the hobbit who found the ring," Bilbo muttered.

"Robin. You remind me of our Uncle Carl, we call him Nibs," Robin said as he pointed at Carl.

"Elanor the Fair, named after the most beautiful Elven flower. Elanor means Sunstar, I am the eldest child in the Gamgee family," Elanor announced.

"Rose, I'm named after my ma," Rose blushed.

"Goldilocks," Goldilocks said.

"Ruby," Ruby mumbled shyly.

"Faramir, son of Peregrin Took, the hobbit who was in the Fellowship and who pledged himself to Denethor, Steward of Gondor," Faramir smiled.

"Carl, friar for the secret Order in the Vatican," Carl announced as he proceeded with the name announcing.

"Gabriel van Helsing," Van Helsing said shortly.

"Should we start?" Elanor asked.

"Okay," Carl said as he walked outside banging his head on the ceiling.

Everyone followed him, even Van Helsing. They got to Bree by nightfall and lodged in The Prancing Pony. They traveled the next day and reached Weathertop with much hast. Soon they camped and everyone fell asleep, Carl and Van Helsing stayed up to talk.

"Do you think the werewolves are like our werewolves?" Carl asked as he wrapped a blanket around him.

"Why do you ask that?" Van Helsing asked him.

"Robin brought up something that made me think that those werewolves aren't like ours," Carl explained.

"And what was that?" Van Helsing asked.

"Like that they have no word for a wolf. They only have a word for werewolf. I was explaining to him how to see the difference between a werewolf and a regular wolf was and he didn't know what I meant," Carl said through his chattering teeth.

Van Helsing thought about it for a while.

Suddenly Carl started singing, "Et Earello Endorenna utulien. Sinome maruvan ar Hildinyar tenn' Ambar-metta!"

Van Helsing was startled that Carl was singing and that Carl could sing, "What does that mean?"

"It's Elvish. Robin taught me it. All the kings of Gondor recited it when they were crowned king. It means 'Out of the Great Sea to Middle-earth I am come. In this place I will abide, and my heirs, unto the ending of the world!' Oh, by the way, Robin and the family calls you Armorfarthion. It means royal black hunter or if you translate it literally, it means royal black hunt man," Carl muttered.

"And what do they call you?" Van Helsing laughed.

"Ainion, it means holy man. You know, they say that you remind them of a man in the Fellowship called Aragorn. He was the king of Gondor, but he died recently," Carl mumbled.

"You seem to spend a lot of time with Robin," Van Helsing said.

"You seem to spend a lot of time with Ruby," Carl replied.

"Ruby has a curious mind," Van Helsing said stiffily.

Carl nodded, but spoke up in a whisper, "Ruby, the one with dark hair. Ruby, the one with curly locks. Ruby, the one who looks like… her."

Van Helsing looked sharply at Carl. Carl shrugged.

"I just guessed," Carl apologized.

"I better ask Elanor about the werewolves," Van Helsing said as he switched the subject, "You better sleep. I'll take the watch."

Carl nodded and promptly fell asleep.

"Et Earello Endorenna utulien. Sinome maruvan ar Hildinyar tenn' Ambar-metta!" Van Helsing muttered as he scanned the area.

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