Disclaimer: I still don't own any of the characters. I don't own the
events mentioned to Frodo and Sam (you'll see what I'm talking about).
Everything else belongs to me, including the 1137 page book of the complete
volume of LotR in front of me so I can check dates.
A/N: Thank you so much to Arwens-pet-hamster and Kat Baggins-Wood for my first two reviews! YAY! I have REVIEWS! The unthinkable has happened. Arwens-pet-hamster, thanks for being my first reviewer! I won't forget about them leaving. Kat Baggins-Wood, you'll see how that works out if you keep reading, but if you are interested, (I don't know if you have seen it already) Tolkien did write a timeline of what happened after the book ended, it's on some LotR fan sites.
~~~~~~Chapter 2: Going Home
Sam and I journeyed for miles and miles through a seemingly endless wood. I was reminded of the Old Forest, and when we journeyed through it on the way to the Prancing Pony to meet Gandalf. However, those were old memories, and we had to get on with our trip.
"Who will we visit first, Frodo?" Sam asked, interrupting the silence of the forest.
"I should love to visit little Elanor," I replied.
"She isn't little anymore, you know. It's too bad you missed her wedding, it was spectacular; she married Fastred. And now she has a son, Elfstan, he should be about twenty-nine years old by now."
"Almost out of his tweens, is he? I remember my coming of age, remember, it was Bilbo's eleventy-first birthday?"
"How could I forget, Frodo? Remember the fireworks? They were spectacular."
"Of course I remember the fireworks, some of Gandalf's best work was displayed that day." Sam and I kept reminiscing on our old lives in the Shire till the cloak of night swept across the sky. The moon shone bright, the stars wove an exquisite pattern across the sky. We found a clearing to camp in for the night, and immediately set our packs down. I was amazed at how tired a walk through the woods could make an old hobbit like myself. As soon as my head hit the surprisingly soft ground, I fell fast asleep.
I woke early in the morning to the smell of sausages and potatoes. Sam, always thinking of food, had cooked us a good breakfast with one of his trusty frying pans. As we only had a few more miles to travel until we reached our destination, Sam and I ate quickly, eager to reach the Shire. We packed our belongings and set off.
Unlike yesterday, no conversation occurred between Sam and I, both of us were lost in our thoughts. I worried again that the Shire would not be the same as it was when I left. I must have been talking to myself because suddenly Sam's voice rang out through the quiet air. He seemed to reply to exactly what I was thinking.
"Frodo, calm your fears, of course the Shire will not be the same as when you left, but I do not believe something horrible could have happened. Remember, I just left the Shire last Fall, nothing particularly awful could have happened so quickly."
"I know Sam, but I can't help but worry." We continued walking through the forest for the next couple miles, until I caught sight of it. What I saw, I cannot even explain. All I can say is that what I saw before my eyes plucked at my heart in a new way.
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A/N: What did Frodo see? Read the next chapter, coming soon! That is, only if you review! I'm sorry this chapter isn't quite as good as the last one, but I had a severe case of writer's block.
A/N: Thank you so much to Arwens-pet-hamster and Kat Baggins-Wood for my first two reviews! YAY! I have REVIEWS! The unthinkable has happened. Arwens-pet-hamster, thanks for being my first reviewer! I won't forget about them leaving. Kat Baggins-Wood, you'll see how that works out if you keep reading, but if you are interested, (I don't know if you have seen it already) Tolkien did write a timeline of what happened after the book ended, it's on some LotR fan sites.
~~~~~~Chapter 2: Going Home
Sam and I journeyed for miles and miles through a seemingly endless wood. I was reminded of the Old Forest, and when we journeyed through it on the way to the Prancing Pony to meet Gandalf. However, those were old memories, and we had to get on with our trip.
"Who will we visit first, Frodo?" Sam asked, interrupting the silence of the forest.
"I should love to visit little Elanor," I replied.
"She isn't little anymore, you know. It's too bad you missed her wedding, it was spectacular; she married Fastred. And now she has a son, Elfstan, he should be about twenty-nine years old by now."
"Almost out of his tweens, is he? I remember my coming of age, remember, it was Bilbo's eleventy-first birthday?"
"How could I forget, Frodo? Remember the fireworks? They were spectacular."
"Of course I remember the fireworks, some of Gandalf's best work was displayed that day." Sam and I kept reminiscing on our old lives in the Shire till the cloak of night swept across the sky. The moon shone bright, the stars wove an exquisite pattern across the sky. We found a clearing to camp in for the night, and immediately set our packs down. I was amazed at how tired a walk through the woods could make an old hobbit like myself. As soon as my head hit the surprisingly soft ground, I fell fast asleep.
I woke early in the morning to the smell of sausages and potatoes. Sam, always thinking of food, had cooked us a good breakfast with one of his trusty frying pans. As we only had a few more miles to travel until we reached our destination, Sam and I ate quickly, eager to reach the Shire. We packed our belongings and set off.
Unlike yesterday, no conversation occurred between Sam and I, both of us were lost in our thoughts. I worried again that the Shire would not be the same as it was when I left. I must have been talking to myself because suddenly Sam's voice rang out through the quiet air. He seemed to reply to exactly what I was thinking.
"Frodo, calm your fears, of course the Shire will not be the same as when you left, but I do not believe something horrible could have happened. Remember, I just left the Shire last Fall, nothing particularly awful could have happened so quickly."
"I know Sam, but I can't help but worry." We continued walking through the forest for the next couple miles, until I caught sight of it. What I saw, I cannot even explain. All I can say is that what I saw before my eyes plucked at my heart in a new way.
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A/N: What did Frodo see? Read the next chapter, coming soon! That is, only if you review! I'm sorry this chapter isn't quite as good as the last one, but I had a severe case of writer's block.