Alright, As you know I am Re-Vamping evey chapter because as I go back, these Suck! Okay, I do not own LOTR

Marie woke up with a pounding headache and blurry vision. She groped around for her glasses and as she did her hand hit a wooden nighttable. She stilled. This was not her house. Her house didn't have a wooden nighttable by her bed. She grabbed her glasses and slipped them on. She tried to look everywhere at once. Oh yeah, this was definitley not her house. It was an old-fashioned house. With giant circular doors, dark wood furniture, and warm neutral colored walls and carpeting. Her head was killing her as she tried to remember what was so important about the doors. She took off her covers and was about to hop out of her bed, when she spied her feet. They were covered in hair! Furry brown curls covered the tops. It all fell into place with a snap. The doors with the doorknob in the center, the cozy housing. She was in a Hobbit-hole. She was a Hobbit in a hobbit hole! Marie kept in a scream of delight and rapture and raced to the nearest mirror.

Staring back was not the same Marie. Her hair was a chestnut brown, filled with ringlets, far from her messy red human hair. Her eyes were hazel insted of her Irish green, and Marie almost cried at her shortness. She was about to go and get dressed, but the growling of her stomach forced her to go to the kitchens and see what was there.

the Shire:

Frodo sat against a tree reading a book until he heard a farmiliar voice singing,

"The Road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow, if I can."

Frodo jumped up and ran up to Gandalf, " You're late."

"A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins nor is he Early, he arrives precisely when he means to."

-With Marie-

She had eaten bread and cheese, and was bathed and dressed in a simple sky blue dress with an apron over it. She felt weird without her shoes, but ignored it as best she could. She opened her front door and on it was a note. it read:

To Miss Tigerlily Bramble of Willowbottom,
It is with great pleasure that I do cordially invite you to celebrate the 111th Birthday of Mister Bilbo Baggins. Please arrive at the time of half-past six this evening, and please do bring along a birthday gift.
Sincerely,
Belba Broadbelt of Buckland (hehehe that's my hobbit name XD)

Maire re-read the name: Tigerlily Branble of Willowbottom.

Well at least I have a name.' She though dryly, before she folded the note into her apron pocket and, leaving her house, took off down the road.

(I skipped all this nonsense, okay?)

"It's great to see you again Gandalf!" Frodo waved as he hopped off the wagon. He took two steps and bumped into Marie. The two hobbits fell on the ground with an oomph. Marie stood first and helped Frodo up.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't see where I was going!" They both told each other at the same time.

"It's quite alright." They told each other again.

Frodo laughed and held out his hand, " Frodo Baggins." Marie remembered the note."Tigerlily Bramble." She said taking his hand.

She looked past him a moment. "Frodo was that Gandalf just now?" She asked him.

He looked behind him. "Yes, he is going to my Uncle's house, If you need him, you could perhaps catch him if you go now."

Maire curtsied. "Well I have to tell him of something, so I shall see you at your Uncle's party? Good day." With that Marie sprinted off after the cart.

"GANDALF!" Marie cried out to the cart. The cart slowed to a stop and Gandalf peered back at her.

"Yes my dear?" he asked.

"I need to talk to you of a matter. It is of great importance." She managed to wheeze out. 'Oh, I am never going chase after a cart again' she thought.

"Well then get on." Gandalf told her. Marie jumped on and started to tell him of the tale.

"You may think me mad. Do you promise to believe me?" The wizard nodded and she continued.

"I am not from this world! I bought a sword at a sale, something strange occured and now I'm here and as a Hobbit no less."

Gandalf looked at her thoughtfully and then asked, "May I see the sword?"

Marie shrugged helplessly. "Alas, I left it where I awoke this morn."

Gandalf sighed. "I suppose there is nothing for it but for you to bring it to Bilbo Baggins' birthday party."

"So you do believe me? I can tell you more. The ring Bilbo has in his poesession happens to be the One Ring, and right now Sauron is torturing Gollum and the Ring Wraiths are going to come to the Shire and take the ring unless you give it to Frodo to take with him to Rivendell. He shall have three companions with him. Samwise Gamgee, Peregrine Took, and Meriadoc Brandybuck. Oh, Sam will be eavesdropping this night outside Frodo's window; so hit him and pull him in.. They will meet Aragorn at The Prancing Pony and Aragorn will guide them to Rivendell. There will be a council, and the fellowship of the ring will be formed consisting of Boromir of Gondor, Legolas prince of Mirkwood, Gimli son of Gloin, Sam, Frodo, Merry, Pippin, Aragorn and You." Marie stopped to breathe and was about to say more when Gandalf stopped her.

"You have said more than enough. After Bilbo's party I will leave to confirm what you say." Gandalf told her. " I just need to know one more thing. What is your name?"

"Well my real name is Marie Willows, but when I awoke everyone knew me as Tigerlily Bramble."

"Then Tigerlily Bramble is what you shall be." Gandalf told her.

She nodded and said, "My gratitude is boundless Gandalf", She then hugged him and jumped off the cart.

"What a remarkable young woman." Gandalf smiled as he stopped in front of Bilbo's House.

ALLDONE!

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