Bree was just a days journey away from where Origo and Ivy were now. But this did not make their journey any easier.

Darkness had now fallen across the land. Coldness grew as the sun sank. Origo was getting very, very tired now. Ivy, being a small magical fairy, did not feel tiredness. But this did not mean she did not sleep.

A small whimper came from the cold puppy.

"I'm sleepy" Origo told her.

His small eyes were heavy, on the verge of falling asleep where he stood. Ivy found this incredibly cute as Origo started to sway a little.

"Alright, pup" she said, fluttering down to his height.

Ori's little brown eyes were glinting in the fairies green light.

"Come on, we'll find some shelter for the night"

So, reluctantly, Origo started to move again. But, it did not take long to find suitable shelter for the pup. For, in this part of Middle-earth, there was an unusually amount of rabbits living there.

"Ori, stop" Ivy said, just as the pup made his way to the entrance.

Origo looked back, his little eyes could not be seen in the greenish glow. Ivy was unsure if there was anyone living in it.

"Let me just go and look inside first" she said, smiling.

Origo could do nothing but wait as Ivy vanished through the cold ground. The small fairy fluttered down the small hole into the ground.

The borrow was deceivingly large. Tunnels seemed to extend further then Ivy's green light could pick up. But this did not deter her as her little wings propelled her through the coldness.

It was then that Ivy found a small chamber. Her green light lit the way. But it was not empty. A small family of rabbits were huddled in the darkness. Ivy gave a small smile. She could make out five little bunnies cuddling up to one another. But she expected there to be more.

So, without disturbing them, she fluttered onwards. Another chamber then came into view. This one, unlike the first, was empty. But signs of use were scattered on the floor.

Clumps and strands of rabbit hair could be seen imbedded in the mud.

"I guess this will have to do" she told herself.

It was not the best accommodation for Origo. But at least it was better then being out in the cold. So, fluttering straight up towards the ceiling of the chamber, Ivy popped out of the ground.

The burrow was left deep under the ground. Ivy smiled as she was the faint outside of her puppy still standing at the entrance to the burrow.

"Origo!" Ivy said, shouting over the wind.

Origo's tail started to wag as he wondered over to her.

"We can go in there" she told him.

"But we have to be really quiet"

Origo tilted his little head.

"Because there are bunnies sleeping in there, we don't want to wake them up now, do we?" she asked.

Origo shook his little head, wondering what bunnies were. So, Origo followed Ivy down into the burrow. Only Ivy's green light lit the way. Other then that, the tunnel could have gone on for ever.

"Shush" Ivy said as the neared the rabbits snoozing in their chamber.

It was then Origo got his first glimpse on the rabbits. Ivy's light dimmed as fluttered away. She turned to see Origo still looking into the chamber.

"Puppy?" she whispered.

Just then, something moved before Origo. One of the bunnies had awoken. Both the small puppy and the bunny were the same size. But the rabbit had longer ears.

In Ivy's light, Origo could see its large black eyes looking right back at him. Its nose continually twitched. Origo tilted his head as Ivy's light grew.

"Puppy, come on, its just down here" she said, looking at the bunny.

A few more seconds past, then Origo started to move. Ivy gave the rabbit a small smile before fluttering off. The next chamber was not too far away.

"In here, pup"

Origo turned looked around. It was very difficult to move in burrow, but the puppy managed turn. He trotted into the empty chamber that Ivy had found.

"I know it's not much, but it'll have to do" Ivy explained.

All Origo wanted to do now was eat and sleep. But sleep was winning. The pup made himself comfortable and rested his soft, fluffy head on his equally soft and fluffy paws.

Before Ivy make him some food, the puppy had drifted off into a deep sleep.

In Bree, Abira had now been adopted by another family. But this was not unplanned. In fact, she was waiting for Origo. She was much warmer then Ori was. For a young boy was laying in bed as well. Abira, known as Mya in her human form, was gently snoozing and the boy lay there.

The clock, lit up by what little light reached it, showed the night to be very young. One o'clock was racing towards them. The young boy, who shared the only bed room with his parents, was now very upset. The duvet was suddenly taken off of him. He stood up and walked the few feet to his parent's bed.

"Mummy?" he asked, giving a small whimper.

The young boy's mother slowly opened her eyes. A small, sleepy smile came over her.

"What is it, darling?" she asked.

She could see that her son had not slept a wink since he had gone to bed.

"Can't sleep" he said.

The mother and son had a very good relationship with each other.

"Come here then" she said, opening up the covers.

The woman was wearing an old night gown. It looked like it had been brought many years ago. The young lad snuggled up in the bed. His father, who was sleeping on the opposite side of the bed, had not woken.

Abira opened one little eye. Her plan had worked. For it was her that had kept him up for all those hours. Now, she could sleep in peace.

The world around both puppies continued as they slept. But, as the hours flew by, the light of the sun grew. The sun grew to a crisp winters day. Clouds were few and far between. The clouds started to turn a painted look as they turned from inky blue to orange the higher the sun got.

The sky around them held a spectrum of different colours. Yellow was the nearest colour to the sun. Orange, then pink were mixed into the clouds. The tail end of night made the sky grow dark again. One or two stars shone, determined to fight the sunlight now bathing the cold land again. But they were soon hidden from sight.

Bree finally awoke. Smoke from chimneys could now be made out fluttering gently away in the wind. Candles in all house holds were being lit as people awoke.

One little boy yawned as he lay warm and comfortable in a large bed. His mother's arm wrapped around him. He had finally managed to fall asleep.

Another yawn came over him. His eyes still drooping. But the sight of the little snoozing puppy made him almost instantly forget about sleep. So, without caring much for his sleeping mother, the boy drew back the duvet and hopped out of bed.

"Puppy?" he asked as he walked over.

Mya slowly opened her eyes. She turned her head to see the towering boy standing there. Suddenly, two large, rough hands came down and picked her up.

She gave a small whine and wriggled.

"Puppy, don't you want…"

But his sentence was cut short with a yawn. His eyes felt too heavy to keep open. The boy subconsciously fell onto his own bed. Abira was yet again the culprit of this magic.

The boy had fallen into deep sleep. Deeper then he had when it had been night. Abira struggled out of the young boy's grasp.

"Maybe this was a bad idea, coming here" she thought.

But she had no where else to go. But then, it would only be for a few days. If Origo had not arrived, then she would head off, towards Radagast.

For that was the only direction she knew of that Origo and Ivy were heading. Radagast was Origo's only hope of leading a normal life again.

Origo had now awoken after a very deep and peaceful sleep. The small green fairy had also been sleeping. Although it made no difference to her.

A small whimper woke her up. Unlike Origo or any other creature, tiredness just seemed to fall away from Ivy as she opened her eyes.

"Morning" she said, without a hint of tiredness on her voice.

A large yawn came from Origo as he laid there.

"Had a good sleep?" she asked.

Origo gave a small nod. Hunger had now truly gripped the little puppy. Ivy knew this by the little glint in his eyes. Ivy gave a small point at the floor and a large plate of turkey appeared before him.

"Eat…"

But Origo was too fast for her. He had started chomping on the turkey.

"Up"

Ivy started to giggle as Origo ate. There was nothing to tell either of the creatures that it was in fact day time. But they would soon find out as Origo finished up his breakfast.

"Right" said Ivy, making the plate vanish.

"I think we could reach Bree today, if we walk quick enough"

Bree would be a safe place to rest for a few days. But neither of them knew that trouble would come yet again. Mya was already there. And she was waiting for them.

"Eat up, then we can go and play!" said the boy.

Food had been made for the small pup. But, like before, it was not what she wanted. Bacon seemed to be only for the human kind of the household. Mya was left with old pieces of cooked meat.

A small whine came from the pup as the boy's mother walked past.

"Eat up, it'll make you big and strong" she said.

But the puppy did not eat. Instead, she walked away.

"Hmm"

The woman wondered why the puppy had not eaten anything. For she ate the food last time. That was because last time, she had had scraps of bacon, instead of other meat.

"Puppy, don't you like it?" she asked.

A sizzling sound came as a third figure placed strips of fresh bacon in a scolding pan. This is what the puppy truly wanted and she would do anything to get it. If only she could talk to them.

An idea then popped into her fluffy head. She knew that all she had to do was act cute and she would get her own way.

So, the small puppy trotted over to the father, standing before the hot stove. A small whimper caught his attention.

"Well, hello there" he said, looking down.

Like the mother and son, the father thought the puppy was a little boy, not a little girl.

"You haven't touched your food yet, are you going to eat it up like a good boy?" he asked.

But the pup was not interested in having the nasty food. All she wanted was bacon and nothing else. The sound of sizzling grew as the rashers were flipped onto the opposite side.

Origo and Ivy were now in the bright, but cold, outside world. Ivy smiled, taking in a deep breath of the unusually clean air. Birds were singing and chirping as they perched on high branches.

The snow had completely gone, leaving the ground soft and muddy.

"Come on" Ivy said, fluttering her wings.

"We have to get back to the path"

Origo wagged his little tail and started to walk. Ivy smiled as she fluttered against the calm breeze. Flying was easy compared to other situations she had been in.

The wind was not trying to break her away from the small pup. In fact, it was more helpful as it pushed her along. The road that they were heading for was unseen. But Ivy had a vague idea in which way to go.

The forest seemed to stretch on for many miles. But it was small compared to the one they were heading for. Radagast lived in Mirkwood, the largest and most dangerous forests in Middle-earth. Trees, hundreds, probably thousands of years old stood there. Their trunks were thick and branches many. Only a small bit of light lingered in the depths on the thickest forest. For the canopy acted like a large sheet, making the ground below colder and darker.

This was where Origo and Ivy were heading. But they had yet to reach it. And it would take a lot walking to get there.

But that's what they thought.

Elanor Gamgee smiled as she finished up her very large breakfast.

"Can I leave, please?" she asked, smiling.

Rosie, who was still eating, smiled back.

"Of course" she answered.

Elanor was very eager to get out. But she was not the only one. Frodo Gamgee would also be joining her outside. Both children had their own groups of friends. Elanor's friends consisted mostly of girls where as Frodo's was boys.

Instead of going to her room, Elanor went straight to her coat. She did not even ask her mothers permission to go out. Yet she still put each arm through the sleeves and buttoned it up.

She smiled as she scooted back to the kitchen.

"Mummy, can I go out please?" she asked.

Rosie took a deep breath. She knew how much her children wanted to do out and play.

"You just be back for lunch" she answered.

Elanor smiled and kissed her mother.

"Love you" Elanor told her.

"Love you too" Rosie answered.

"And don't go over the bridge!"

Elanor did not have to be told twice to keep away from the other side of the bridge. But that could not be said for Frodo. For he had actually crossed it.

"Could I leave the table?" he asked.

Rosie had left the table and room. Samwise was left to look after Merry and Rose.

"Of course"

As Frodo left the room, something strange popped into his head.

"Daddy?" he asked, turning around.

Samwise looked up from the piece of parchment that he had been holding.

"Yes?" he asked.

Frodo slowly walked towards him.

"Do you know when I went over the bridge?" he asked.

Samwise nodded.

"Of course" he answered.

"Well, I saw something strange when I was in the forest"

Samwise wondered what this was. And he would soon find out what.

"Do you know the trees that Uncle Merry and Uncle Pippin met?"

Samwise was confused for a second. But then, something clicked.

"You mean Ents?" Samwise asked.

Frodo smiled and nodded.

"Yes!" he answered.

For a moment, Samwise thought that his son was lying to him again. But he knew that he had raised his son not to lie to him.

"And, where did you see this tree?" he asked.

But Frodo could one better.

"I can show you!" he answered.

Samwise took a deep breath. He did not know if it was a good idea or not. Sam looked over at the clock. He knew that Frodo had not strayed far from the hills of Hobbiton.

"Alright" Samwise answered.

The parchment he had been reading was rolled up.

"Go and get you coat on" he told his son.

Frodo smiled and scurried out of the room. Elanor had already gone out. It was now Frodo's turn. Frodo walked down to get his coat on while Sam walked back to the study.

There, the piece of parchment was filed away in its correct place. Sam smiled as he made sure everything was in the right place before walking out and shutting the door.

Frodo smiled as he saw his father walked towards him. Sam was saw his son waiting patiently at the door. After a minute, both of them were ready to go.

"Right" said Sam, doing up his last button.

"Lets go"

Sam picked out his favourite walking stick and opened the door. The fresh coldness of the morning air hit his face. Sam took a deep breath. He could feel the cold on the back of his throat.

This was the second time little Frodo Gamgee had been outside since Yule. The other time being just yesterday. Frodo loved the great outdoors. He loved being outside in any weather. For each had its own beauty.

Now, he could share it with his father. But, for the moment, Sam was busy. He was greeting any hobbit the knew him by name and appearance. There was no let up in the "Good-mornings" and "How do you dos"

It took Sam and Frodo so long to get to the bridge that the sun had risen higher in the sky. Shadows of near by trees were now shortening as the sun continued to climb.

Frodo and Sam had now reached the bridge. It was a strange feeling for Frodo as he crossed the bridge. A small part of him felt strange walking across it. For had been told, many times before, that he was not allowed over.

But, this time was different. Samwise smiled as he walked behind his son.

"So" Sam said, catching his attention.

Frodo looked around at his father.

"What did this tree look like?" he asked.

Frodo took a deep breath. Everything during and after the event was blurry.

"Well, it was tall. Very tall. Just like any other tree really. But, it was walking. And talking"

Now that Frodo thought about it, it sounded very silly indeed. But he knew that it had happened. Samwise took a deep breath.

"Did it say anything to you?" he asked.

Frodo knew exactly what the tree had said to him.

"It asked me where I lived, but I don't think it knew where Hobbiton was. But it was not being very helpful. I never got an answer to my question"

The two of them walked ever further away from Hobbiton. The hills around the small village were steep and slippery.

"Careful, lad"

Frodo looked around. He did not recognise any of the tree in front of him. Pines, still with their greenness, stood all around them. A few silver birch and oak trees were dotted around as well.

The two hobbits walked further and further away. Sam took a deep breath as he saw a large, steep hill before him.

"Not another one" he thought.

Sam took a deep breath and gritted his teeth. It was much harder walking up hill then down. Both Sam and Frodo had to stop every so often to catch their breath.

"It should be just over this hill" Frodo told his father.

Samwise smiled. Even though it was freezing cold, Sam had worked up a sweat. A few minutes past before they set off again. The trees helped in the two hobbits progress in getting up the hill.

The crest of hill came into view. The amount of sky that could be seen, grew with every step. The hill seemed to be one of many around the town, connected by sweeping grass land and steep inclines.

"Just down here" Frodo said.

Samwise had to rest again. But Frodo did not want to stop. He wanted to meet the Ent again. Sam watched as his son headed down the hill.

The small boy took a deep breath as, after a few minutes, he reached level ground. A large log lay on the ground. Frodo remembered that the tree had dropped it near him. He could still hear the large crack as the branch hit the solid, cold ground.

Sam arrived a few minutes later. His walking stick had helped him an awful lot.

"Where is it then?" Samwise asked.

Frodo was looking around. He knew that the tree could be anywhere. Even standing right by him. Sam took out a small hanky and whipped his forehead.

Frodo had started to walk around, looking up at the trees.

"Hello?" Frodo called.

His voice echoed away. Wind and birdsong echoed back. The snow that was left crunched underfoot.

"Hello?" Frodo called out again.

Sam watched his son walk through the trees, looking at each one. Just then, a large, powerful thump echoed around them. Alarm calls sprung up from every tree in the wood as birds fluttered away.

Frodo gave a small smile as he saw something trough the trees. Sam could also see a huge creature coming towards them.

"Frodo, come here please" said a concerned Sam.

Frodo was smiling. For he had seen this exact creature before. The thumping grew louder and louder. Branches snapped as it walked past stationary trees.

Sam placed one hand on his son. His heart beat quickened as the walking tree closed in on them. A few seconds later, it came into full view. A towering beast made solely of wood.

Sam backed away a bit. But confidence was souring in the young boy.

"Hello!" Frodo called out.

Sam's grip seemed to tighten as Frodo made themselves known. Sam could see two large amber eyes looking down at them.

"Not you again!" said a loud, booming voice.

The Ent seemed to have a woodiness about its words. There was a tiredness as well, like it struggled to talk.

"You remember me?" Frodo asked, smiling.

He took a few steps forward, just out of reach of his father.

"Of course, are you still lost?" asked the Ent.

Frodo shook his head.

"No, I'm fine now"

Samwise could do nothing but watch what was happening. It was then that Frodo turned around.

"This is my daddy, he wanted to come and see you" Frodo said.

The tree's attention was now on the large, rounder hobbit standing there.

"His name is Sam"

Sam gave a small smile, still unsure what was going to happen. Sam could see the eyes of the large Ent figuring him out. Sam felt that all of the trees were looking at him, not just the one before him.

Conversation seemed to have ceased. Frodo looked around at his father.

"See, I told you they were real"

Sam gave a small nod, his eyes never leaving the tall figure.

"Yes, yes you did" Sam answered, still in awe.

Only four hobbits had ever meet an Ent. Pippin Took, Merry Brandybuck, Frodo Gamgee and Sam. Sam had a million questions to ask. But only one seemed to come into his head.

"Excuse me, sir, are there any more of you?" he asked.

The tree's mood seemed to change.

"Sir?" it asked.

Its voice had a bit more anger to it.

"I am most certainly am not, my name is Fimbrethil" it said.

This was a new name for both of the hobbits standing there.

"Fimbrethil?" Sam asked.

All he could think of was Treebeard, although he had never meet him. Sam had heard the name from both Merry and Pippin, who helped him on his book.

"Have you ever heard of Treebeard?" he asked.

Once again, there was silence. For Ents were not hasty creatures. They took their time with things. And taking time is what they did best. The wind whistled about the two cold hobbits as the tree stood there.

There was no sign of any thinking going on. But, deep behind the Ents amber eyes was a lot of thinking.

"Treebeard, you say?" it asked after almost half an hour.

Sam and Frodo were now very cold. Their feet had become a little bit numb.

"Yes" Fimbrethil answered slowly.

"Yes, I remember him"

Samwise smiled.

"But I have not seen him in thousands of years"

It was true. Both Treebeard and Fimbrethil had parted ways. Not deliberately, but accidently. But neither of them could remember what had happened.

For, as wise as they were, Ents were forgetful.

"But, how did you get here?" Frodo asked.

From what the young boy knew, Fangorn was very far away. For Frodo had been told of some of the adventures of the Fellowship.

But, once again, the Ent did not know how it got here.

Meanwhile, Gloria and Elanor were walking on the snowy path. Lunch was fast approaching the two girls.

"Lets go over there" Gloria said, spotting what she thought was a fresh patch of snow.

Elanor gave a smile and agreed. The grass was taller here. The wind that blew around them made the grass dance in waves.

The two girls stopped. They could see for many, many miles. The horizon was the only thing that blocked their vision.

"Come on" Gloria said.

Once again, the two girls were thrown into a world of their own imagination.

"Gloria" Elanor said, looking at a spot in the sky.

Gloria, who had been walking away stopped. She slowly turned around to see her friend staring at a spot in the sky.

"Gloria, we have to get out of here, grab your sword"

Just then, a loud roar came from the sky. A dragon soared down towards them. Gloria and Elanor started to run as the dragon got nearer. Yet another loud roar came. There was only one thing that the two girls could do.

The two of them ducked as the dragon missed them by just a few meters. A large plume of fire came out of its mouth as it swooped around.

"Come on!" Elanor said, running back towards the road.

Hobbits had scarpered back into their homes. Only Elanor and Gloria were now outside.

"Where are we going?" Gloria asked.

Elanor could see the dragon coming back around.

"We need to kill it!" Elanor screamed.

Once again, the two girls had to duck as the dragon swooped around again.

"How?" asked Gloria.

But the answer had to wait as the field erupted into flames. Both girls started to run towards the road. The long strands of grass that had been swaying in the wind were now brittle and black.

Smoke started to rise into the sky. Luckily, both girls escaped without getting frazzled.

"We need to get stab it!" said Elanor, watching the beasts movements.

To Gloria, this was an impossible task. She could see no way controlling this beast long enough to kill it.

"We need do it, Hobbiton will burn if we don't!"

Screams echoed around them. Homes were now on fire. A whole hillside seemed to be on fire now. It was up to Gloria and Elanor to kill the dragon.

"I have an idea" said Elanor.

A few minutes later, the girls had split up. Gloria was now running as fast as she could. She was heading for the only place she knew that could lure the dragon in.

Another field, full of white sheep, came into view. The young girl placed one foot on the wooden stile and looked back. She could barely make out the figure of Elanor ducking and weaving on the field.

The dragon was much easier to spot.

"I have to be quick" Gloria told herself.

The field that she had entered was full of white sheep. They seemed to be oblivious to the surrounding panic as the continued to eat grass.

"Right" said Gloria.

The sheep were bigger and stronger then little Gloria was. Being a hobbit girl, the sheep were standing just as tall as she was. A small part of her did not want to go near them. her heart beat rose. Not only due to the dragon, but the size of the sheep standing before her.

"Hello" she said calmly.

The nearest of the sheep froze to the spot, looking at her. Gloria knew that they would run away before she even got close.

"I'm not going to hurt you" she said.

And it was true. All she wanted was to get just one sheep and leave. But it was easier said then done. The little girl managed to get to the sheep without scaring it off. But now, she needed to move it.

Meanwhile, as the two girls continued in their adventure, Samwise and Frodo were coming back towards Hobbiton.

"So, are you going to see Merry and Pippin?" Frodo asked.

Samwise was still in shock. His mouth was dry. The words of his son echoed around in his head. The bridge then came into view, as well as the Green Dragon.

"Go off and play now, I need to sort some things out" Sam said, eyeing the route up to Merry's home.

"But…"

Sam gave his strange look that said a thousand words. Frodo took a deep breath. He wanted to see the tree one more time. But he knew he couldn't.

"And be home by lunch!" Samwise called after him.

Frodo couldn't help but look over at place he and Sam had just come from. But there was no sign of movement. Frodo did not dare risk going over the bridge again. He had been in enough trouble this year and it had only just started.

Frodo's friends were now playing on the large field that led down to the lake. He could hear them long before he could see them.

Jumping over the stile, Frodo made his way down towards his friends.

"Frodo!" said one of them, spotting him.

Frodo smiled as he walked nearer.

"Where have you been? We've been waiting or you"

Frodo wondered what Fimbrethil was up to now. But his friends were taking over his thought. A smile came over the little boy as he started to join in the game.

Sam, meanwhile, was at Merry's.

"An Ent?" Merry asked.

A large mug of tea stood before each of them.

"Yes" Sam answered.

"My son, Frodo, showed me her"

Merry could hardly believe what he was hearing.

"So, Hal was right?" Merry asked.

Sam smiled.

"I know"

Merry could still remember the first time he had came in with an Ent. Both Merry and Sam had had the same reactions. Scared at first, then curious.

Merry took a deep breath.

"Is it still around?" Merry asked.

Samwise nodded.

"Just over by the hills. Tall it was, a few meters I would guess"

Merry took a deep breath and a swig of his tea.

"What else did it say?" Merry asked.

Sam went on to explain what else the tree had told them. He told Merry its name and the fact that she knew Treebeard.

"We need to tell Treebeard" Merry said.

A plan was now forming in his head. He knew that he could get them back to each other. But it would take any months, probably years to do so.

"But, Fangorn is too far away" Sam told him.

This was the only problem in Merry's plan. Ents were very slow walkers, sometimes not moving at all. For they had many years to get to where they wanted to go.

"And, even if you did convince her to leave, it would take a very long time judging by the way she walked"

Merry looked down.

"Does Pippin know?"

Barliman was now sitting at a table. The lobby around was quiet, save from a few sizzles and pops from the stocked fire.

But he wasn't alone in here. A young girl was sitting opposite him. She seemed to be in deep thought. For, the night before, she had seen two people die before her very eyes.

Two bodies lay on their beds. Blood seeped out of puncher wounds. A large man and an old looking woman. Both had succumbed to their injuries.

"I'm sorry" Barliman said.

The girl had now said a word since the event. Images were replaying in her mind. The shouts and screams as the two people who's life had been taken away from them echoed in her head.

"You" the girl said,

"You killed them"

Barliman was not proud of killing these people. But it was not without reason. Barliman had been ordered out of the building and that it what he did.

But his plan had only just come into being. Barliman took a deep breath as he shut the door. Inside, the two people made their way upstairs. The girl, who was now laying on her bed, heard the foot steps coming up the stairs.

The door flew open. Two of the girl's most hated people.

"Who was that?" asked the woman.

The girl, who's energy had been sapping since she had arrived back, could not contend with the woman's

"I don't know" the girl answered.

The woman gave an evil laugh.

"Have you been making friends?" asked the woman, throwing the girl to the ground.

The girl knew that she had actually made a friend. The first and only one. But now, seeing Barliman again seemed hopeless. But, little did she knew that, in just a few hours, everything would change.