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Chapter 1: Of Hobbits, Parties and Rings

Jessica sat at her desk in her office waiting for the meeting to begin. Her friend, Daniel, sat next to her his short blonde hair spiked; it was a sharp contrast to his soft green eyes.

"How are you feeling?" he asked her.

Jessica looked at her friend; he had been so much more than a friend since the murder of her brother. "I am fine, I still have nightmares though," she said.

Every that terrible event, she had been having nightmares almost every night. There had been a few months when she got a good night's sleep. Daniel looked at his friend.

"It will get better, you know that," he said, comfortingly. He changed tack, wanting to draw her attention from the morbid thoughts. "Have you been watching the Lord of the Rings trilogy?" he asked her.

Jessica smiled. She was a fanatic when it came to the Lord of the Rings. "Yes. I thank you for the birthday gift," she said.

It was then that the door to her office opened. The meeting had begun.

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Jessica sat in front of her TV, her popcorn at her side as she watched the Fellowship of the Ring. Her pet dog, an Alsatian named Giltin, sat next to her. She stroked his head before she turned her attention to the movie.

"I amar presten aen: The world is changed: han mathon ne nen, han mathon ne chae: I feel if in the water, I feel it in the earth, I smell it in the air: a han noston ned wilith: much that once was is lost, for none now live who remember it," Galadriel's voice said as the logo came up.

It was at that time when a white wolf with red markings jumped out of the TV, seeming to pause all time. The wolf looked at her, with a speech look on its face.

"Middle-Earth needs you Jessica, something has gone wrong; A dragon by the name of Shade has made and allegiance with Sauron. The Free Peoples will need you, I send you to them before the Counsel of Elrond. You will not remember this. The longer you stay in Middle-Earth, the more your memory of Earth, your earth, will fade," the wolf said to her. "The one thing I will do for you is, give you the ability to shape-shift." Jessica looked at her, shocked. "You will remember what I have told you when the time comes." Then the wolf said something to her she could not understand. It was then the wolf grabbed her about the back of her neck and threw her into the TV. Jessica felt something hit her hard as she felt darkness smother her.

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Jessica sniffed the air. It was overpoweringly strong. She opened her eyes and was greeted by flowers; she sat up and saw that she was surrounded by hundreds of flowers. She looked down.

Paws! Jessica thought, astonished. This had to be some figment of her imagination. She wriggled her nose. Muzzle! A long, hairy thing began to beat fast behind her. She turned her head to look. Tail! A loud noise startling her, the hair on her body all stood on end. Fur! She thought about it for a moment. WOLF!?!

She stood up and tried looking at herself. She turned around, almost like a puppy playing 'catch the tail'. She sniffed the air and stopped. She was looking at a person no taller than her shoulder. The person had short, curly brown hair. Jessica's tail went between her legs with fright at the sight of the stranger.

The little person slowly walked up to her. "Are you a wolf or a dog?" he asked, for the little person was definitely a 'he'.

Jessica looked at the small person in shock. This is Frodo! I'm in the movie I was watching! I'm in- she stopped there and fell to her stomach as the shock hit her, and hard.

She felt Frodo stroke her head. It felt nice to be truthful. She started to think how absurd it sounded; a Hobbit that was stroking the head of a wolf that they thought was dog when in actual fact the dog/wolf was a female human. Strange.

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Jessica sat on her haunches enjoying a bit of steak the Frodo had given her. She had enjoyed the fireworks especially the dragon, it looked a lot better close up. Now she was waiting for Bilbo to make his speech. She could hear everyone shouting; "Speech! Speech!" Jessica wagged her tail as she heard Frodo join them.

Bilbo stepped up onto a stool. "My dear Bagginses," he said, pausing. After he said every name he would pause to let the named call out. "And Boffins, Tooks, and Brandybucks ... Grubbs, Chubbs, Burrowses, Hornblowers, Bolgers, Bracegirdles, Goodbodies, Brockhouses and Proudfoots."

"Proudfeet!" a Proudfoot yelled out.

"Proudfoots. Also my good Sackville-Bagginses that I welcome at last to Bag End," Bilbo said. The named Bagginses scowled at him but he just ignored it. "Today is my one hundred and eleventh birthday," everyone cheered. "Yes, alas… eleventy-one years is far too short a time to like amoung such excellent and admirable Hobbits!" there was another loud cheer from the crowd. Jessica just wagged her tail. "I don't know half of you half as well as I should like, and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve!" there was a scattered applause as everyone tried to understand what Bilbo had said.

Frodo looked at Bilbo and smiled. Gandalf, unknowingly, smiled as well. Jessica and Gandalf watched as Bilbo's hand went into his waistcoat and pull something small out, and put both hands behind his back.

"I have… things to do and I have put this off for far too long," Bilbo muttered to himself. He took a deep breath. "I regret to announce this is the end. I am going no I bid you all a very fond farewell!!" Bilbo looked at Frodo and hesitated. "Goodbye," he whispered.

He instantly vanished into thin air. The entire group of people stood up in uproar. Jessica looked at Frodo and saw him staring at the empty stool. She licked his hand. Frodo looked down at her before he rubbed her head.

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Jessica ran ahead of Frodo towards the Bag End. She pushed the door open and ran into the Hobbit hole. She turned towards the fireplace and saw Gandalf, his hat on his staff in the entrance. Jessica cautiously walked up to Gandalf, her ears close to her skull and her tail between her legs and whimpered.

"My precious…… precious," Gandalf muttered to himself.

"Bilbo! Bilbo!" Frodo yelled from outside.

He ran into Bag End, stopping to pick up the ring on the floor at his feet. Gandalf continued to look at the fire in the fireplace.

"……my own," Gandalf muttered even quieter to himself.

"He's gone hasn't he?" Frodo asked. He walked into the living room. "He talked for so long about leaving… I didn't think he'd really do it," Frodo said sadly. Gandalf said nothing. "Gandalf?"

This brought Gandalf out of his reverie. He turned to look at Frodo and saw the ring in Frodo's hand.

"Bilbo's ring," he said as he began to shuffle through some of Bilbo's papers. "He's gone to stay with the Elves. He's left you Bag End," he held out an envelope. Frodo dropped the ring into it. "Along with all his possessions," Gandalf sealed the envelope with wax before handing it to Frodo. "The ring is yours now. Put it somewhere out of sight."

Jessica whimpered again, gaining Gandalf's attention. He scratched her head and Jessicas ears straightened and her tail came out from between her legs. Gandalf looked closer at Jessica.

"You are no ordinary wolf," he said.

Frodo jumped at this. "She's a wolf?" he asked, taking a step back.

"No. the way she stands is a way that is completely alien to her, though if she is like that willingly, I am unsure," Gandalf mused.

Gandalf saw designs on her back and started tracing them. They were all over her body.

"Can you stop that please?" Jessica asked, thinking it would come out in a series of snarls and barks. How wrong she was, it came out in her own voice.

This time Frodo and Gandalf jumped. "What are you?" Gandalf demanded.

Jessica shrugged her shoulders, fright in her eyes. "To be absolutely honest about it all, I don't know," she said.

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