From LOTR:2003- When Erin reveals her pregnancy to everyone else. Niori and I (Jane) co-wrote the original when we were 13, but I thought I'd re-write this one myself.

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Nearly a month later, Niori, Carla and Jane were to be found in the living room, showing the Fellowship how to "Battle" on Carla's old Playstation. They figured it might keep the Fellowship from physically battling to entertain themselves. Merry, Pippin and Sam sat at a small table in the corner, playing a game of Poker (Niori had taught them a couple weeks before). Jane handed a controller to Aragorn, instructing him on how to hold it, which buttons did what, and how to fight her. Carla and Niori sat on the couch and laughed at Jane's frustrations.

"No, no, you're supposed to hit "X", not "O"! Geez, Aragorn!" Jane said, annoyed.

"Jane, why the hell do you waste your time playing these things, when you can actually spar with each other?" He retorted, equally annoyed.

"Because they're a hell of a lot safer than sword fighting, Aragorn!" Jane answered, as her character on the game slashed her sword at Aragorn's character, causing him serious damage. "Sweet, I'm tearing you apart." She mumbled triumphantly, feverishly pressing the buttons on her controller.

"Only on the stupid, game, Jane. " He said, a small smile on his face. "If I had an actual sword, you wouldn't survive long enough to unsheathe your own weapon."

Jane rolled her eyes, "Well, duh" – she began, but was cut off by a scream from the floor above, followed by a heart-wrenching thud.

Dropping her controller, Jane, Niori and Carla exchanged terrified glances before running for the stairs. "Erin!" Niori shouted, "Where are you?!"

"In here!" Came a choked-sounding voice from the washroom. They all stopped in the doorway of the upstairs washroom. Frodo was bending down next to Erin, who had fainted. He clutched a little white stick in his hand, which Jane instantly took notice of.

"Oh, God." She whispered to herself, her breath catching in her throat. She was almost positive now why Erin had fainted.

"Erin?" Niori crouched down next to Erin, gently tapping her face. "Did she hit her head or anything?" She asked Frodo.

He shook his head blankly, "no, I don't think so."

Erin suddenly stirred feebly, and opened her eyes. Niori and Frodo helped her to sit up.

"Erin, are you okay?" Carla asked, and she and Jane crouched down in front of her.

"Could you grab her a glass of water?" Niori asked Jane. Standing up, Jane took a small paper cup from the counter and filled it with water. She handed it to Erin, whose hands were shaking slightly.

Erin took a sip of water, her tear-streaked face looking from one girl to another. Then she looked down at her feet. "Oh, God, you guys..." she sniffed, and Jane passed her a Kleenex.

"What happened?" Niori whispered, brushing a stray hair off Erin's damp cheek.

Erin inhaled sharply. "I'm pregnant."

Every jaw in the room dropped. No one knew what to say. The only thing the girls could do was stare at each other in horror, before their eyes moved on to Frodo, who was standing in the doorway with the rest of the Fellowship. He looked both mortified and horrified. The Fellowship looked completely shocked.

"What am I going to do?" Erin moaned, as she covered her face with her hands and started to cry.

"Oh my God. I had no idea this kind of thing was possible." Jane said quietly to Niori and Carla, as Erin cried softly.

" I know. It's probably the first time in history a hobbit and human have...had a kid." Niori answered, her eyes wide.

"But, wait - are you sure? Like, positively sure, Erin?" Carla asked her, her face very serious. "Those tests aren't always accurate."

Erin nodded, sniffling. "I used two different brands, Carla. I'm definitely pregnant."

"Could you guys give us some privacy?" Niori asked pointedly, and at her words all of the Fellowship, including Frodo, left the doorway and went to other parts of the house.

Jane shut the door after them, then turned around and slid down the door onto the floor of the narrow washroom. "Now what?" she breathed, putting her hands over her face and letting out a whoosh of air. "You'll give birth to a half-hobbit..?"

"I suppose you wouldn't consider the... other option?" Niori suggested lightly.

Erin's red, watery eyes turned on Niori blankly before her face contorted with anger. "Niori! How dare you imply such a thing! I would never purposely kill something that was a part of me."

Niori shrugged. "I'm sorry, Erin. It was only a suggestion."

The girls sat there in silence, as tears rolled down Erin's cheek.

After a few minutes, Erin spoke. "It was that night when everyone was drunk and Frodo and I disappeared for a... bit. I hardly remember anything from that night, I was so drunk. It was when I woke up the next morning, and I knew we didn't use protection..." she started crying again, and Carla put her arm around her.

"You should probably talk to Frodo about this, Erin. I don't think he can remotely appreciate what you're going through right now. Having a baby at your age in our world is very different from having one in his. Besides that, are you aware that this baby's father is a fictional character from a fantasy series?" Niori said the last part as gently as she possibly could, but it didn't stop Erin from shouting a profanity.

"What the fuck am I going to tell my parents?! I don't even have a boyfriend right now to blame this on!" She motioned with her hands to her abdomen. "If this was reality -and it seems like it less every day – Frodo shouldn't exist." She rolled her eyes. "Can you imagine: I'll just go up to my parents and say that Frodo Baggins from The Lord of the Rings fathered my child, and then they'll have me committed." She threw her arms up in frustration.

Jane held up a finger. "On the bright side, you won't be alone in the Looney bin, because we'll all swear that we are very good friends with the Fellowship of the Ring, and, in fact, once they fell out of Carla's bedroom closet, we had a splendid night of drinking with them." Jane added, and Erin had to laugh.

"But seriously," Niori said, "I know this is looking very, very bad, but we'll find a way to get through this. Somehow."

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An- So hope you enjoyed! Don't know when we'll be seeing you again, but since we have a few ideas in the works, it probably won't take too long. Oh, and I'd like to advertise that the lovely Jane (it's Niori right now) got another one of her drawnings up (remember, as advertised Musicartlover on Deviantart) in her scraps album, and I'm saying that you should go check it out. See you later!