When she awoke in her bed inside Bag-End, it took Amythyst a moment to gain her bearings, but when she did, she grinned happily at the thought of being with her family again after all those years fighting the fading. She went through a mental list of everything that she needed to get ready for the journey as she went about her day.

1) Write her Last Will and Testament, getting her affairs in order. Her cousin Primula Took will get Bag-End. The Baggins family will be most displeased, but seeing as her father had designed and built Bag-End for her mother as a courting rite during their courtship, Bag-End will always remain part of the Took family. (Amy didn't want her family home going to the Sackville-Baggins family. The greedy vultures).

2) Write a letter for her grandfather, Gerontius "the old" Took, the Thain of the Shire so he wouldn't worry so much.

3) She also needs to leave a letter for Hamfast, her Gardner, and Drogo, her cousin, leaving him the Baggins family heirlooms.

4) She needed to condition herself for life on the road, so she's going to cut back to eating three meals, and have little snacks for them to keep their energy up during the day.

5) Before the Company arrives, she'll need to stock up her pantry, and her cellars.

6) She also needs to purchase a pony and relearn to ride and take care of her ponies.

7) Amy may have survival skills from when she was in the Boarders, but she'll need to brush up her skills in projectile weapons. Her weapons of choice were always throwing daggers and archery. Her old daggers were beyond saving, so she's going to travel to Bree, and try and find a dwarf blacksmith, and commission a few pair in case she loses some on the trip.

8) Lastly, she'll need to make travel-worthy clothing, leather, and other sturdy materials. She still had her mother's belongings, but she'd need extra on the journey.

She was just about to start preparing when a knock sounded at the door. She instinctually reached for Sting, but quickly remembered she no longer had her sword for the time being. She threw on her dressing gown, trying it before making her way to the door, beaming happily when she opened the door and saw her grandparents.

"Grandsire, Grandmother!" she exclaimed as she hugged them and invited them inside. "May I ask what you're doing here this early?" she asked as she prepared tea and a small snack. "Lady Yavanna visited me in a dream state, and let me know that she gave you her blessing for telling outsiders about the Boarders, and your survival skills," her grandfather sighed rubbing his hands over his face. He knew what this meant. The last time this happened, it involved his late daughter, Belladonna leaving the Shire for a time.

"I've been getting glimpses of my Anamchara. He and his people will die out in the next hundred years. They need the wealth, and security that Erebor provides. The big folk will not pay them fairly, and they are slowly starving to death. There are so few births a year because there isn't a lot of food to provide the proper nutrients. I am sorry grandsire, but I am leaving to be with my Anamchara and help heal the land around Erebor," she said as she sat beside him, and gently squeezed his hand. "My dear granddaughter, so much like your mother. Facing a dragon? Are you sure?" he asked knowing she had what was needed to destroy the beast. No one outside the race of the Hobbits knew about their control of water. The wizards didn't know that you could easily kill a dragon by water. They were creatures of fire. They couldn't survive in water.

"I'm sure grandsire," she said hugging him close as her grandmother looked upon them proudly. "To have that much control over the water element, you'll need to be stabilized by a marriage bond," her grandmother said. "I will marry you in the ways of hobbits, but you cannot physically bond until a proper term of courtship is completed," her grandsire said sternly.

"That will not be a problem, Grandsire. I promise I will be a perfect Lady," Amy swore. She meant it. She and Kili needed to get to know each other again. He was going to discover things about her that she had to keep secret, so he didn't know her as much as they'd like.

"I'm holding you to that, young lady," he said as he and his wife stepped outside. "I promise," Amy said smiling watching them walk down the road hand-in-hand. She went back inside and started preparing for the journey. Thankfully, she had three months to prepare. Amy looked through her mother's Glory Box, and inside, right on top, was her mother's bow and quiver of arrows. Lord Elrond had made it for her on her travels. She noted that they needed little repairs, so she would take them with her to Bree when she made her trip there for her daggers.

Amy took out his mother's traveling coat. It was made of leather, and she noted it was lined to keep cool on hot days, and warm on cool days. The coat was lined with pockets. It had a hood, and it was designed to have a corset to provide extra support. It was treated to keep out water, something that Amy would be very grateful for on the journey. Under the coat was a sturdy traveling pack, one more suited than the one she had lost in Goblin Town. It was a dark brown color. Opening the pack, there were several sizes of tins, one carrying dry food, like biscuits, another for medicine, and another for a book or journal or two, even having a spot to put ink and quills.

At the bottom, Amy pulled out her mother's red and green leather-bound journals. One was for medicine recipes, and one her mother had made for her when she was a faunt. Inside was a note...

My Dearest Daughter,

Months before your father and I's death, I had a dream. You were leaving the Shire on a journey. It didn't offer any details, but I do know you will meet your Anamchara. I had this journal designed for you. I hope you have a great and fulfilling life with your Anamchara.

All my Love,

Your Devoted Mother

"I miss you, mama," she whispered smiling as tears rolled down her face. Over the next two months, Amy traveled to Bree and purchased Mertle, her pony, and three pairs of throwing daggers. She got her bow and quiver repaired, and she started throwing and shooting her bow on Mertle's back. She also practiced running and leaping onto and off of Mertle, working on her reflexes. Amy noticed as time went on, she started losing her belly, and her muscles toned up. Surprisingly, Amy loved her new look and vowed to keep it.

Before she knew it, it was the morning the Company was arriving. She pinned a note and placed it on her front gate. She made sure her pantries and cellars were stocked, before going into the woods, and found two very old and frail-looking deer. She was surprised when they looked at her and stepped toward her appearing to wait for something. She didn't want them to suffer, so she quickly shot an arrow straight into their hearts, putting them out of their misery quickly and painlessly.

She placed the deer on her wagon and made her way home, so she could have dinner ready before Dwalin arrived.