A storm raged outside of the hobbit hole. Belladonna and Bungo Baggins made themselves comfortable when a knock interrupted their meal. Belladonna stood up to answer the door, handing small Bilbo to his father.

She opened the door to find … nobody. Looking down, a small basket was waiting on her porch. Another bright lightning illuminated the sky. The storm seemed to worsen. Frowning Belladonna took the basket inside.

"Bungo, darling. Look what I found just outside our door," she called her husband.

Entering the large living room she moved to her favourite armchair near the firepit. Bungo dragged another chair near hers and watched Bilbo on his lap, how Belladonna opened the basket.

"Oh Yavanna. Look at that! A baby. Who would abandon their child in such bad weather?" She was completely taken with the sleeping foundling.

Leaning in, Bungo and Bilbo could take a look at the child. It looked like any other hobbit child they had seen so far. An exception would be the reddish golden hair. This colouring was rather exotic and not found in the Shire.

Bilbo reaches out and gently touches the baby's cheek. She opens her eyes and a bright golden shine fills the hole. For a moment they all were taken by the beauty of this. Bungo reaches out too, carefully brushing a wild curl out of her eyes. Her eyes looked as if they held the universe in it. A starry night sky emitting a golden light.

"Look at you. Who would leave someone like you in the storm?" he breathes, still taken by surprise by the unusual colouring.

"We will take her in." His wife declares with a determined voice.

Bungo could only smile at her. Of course they would take her in, but only if they wouldn't be able to find her parents. He knew that his love always wanted to have many children. Sadly they weren't able to have any more of their own. This child must be a gift sent by their gracious creator Yavanna. Silently he sent his thanks to her.

"Is she my sister now?" Bilbo asks his parents.

"Yes, she is your sister. You have to promise me to look after her and protect her properly. You are her older brother now, Bilbo." Belladonna chuckled.

Chest swelling with pride he looks down at the baby. "I will protect you, pwomise!" and hooked his finger with hers.

"What will you call her?" Bungo asked his wife.

He watched her humming to his newly won daughter until she's asleep. Bilbo on his lap also began to become drowsy.

"Aurelia. Her name will be Aurelia."