The Secret Life of Frodo Baggins

By: Katie (Lotrgirl1415@yahoo.com)

Authors note: I do not own any characters/places/events from the original Lord of the Rings by the brilliant professor Tolkien. Some characters and events in this FANFIC are made up, and are strictly for entertainment purposes.

This story includes NO slash, NO dirty "references", and NO foul language. But it does include ideas of suicide and depresseion, later on. I hope no one is offended in any way by this fanfic.

Rating: PG.- PG. 13

Please feel free to email me and tell me what you think.

Enjoy the story!

***The secret life of Frodo Baggins ***

Chapter1: Remembering in the shire



It 'twas 5 years since the fall of evil in Middle Earth and Samwise Gamgee was planting a new shrub in his garden. The sun was shining and blistering the dirt on the ground on this lovely spring day.



Sam looked to the west and whispered almost soundlessly "These are truly the type of days Mr. Frodo loved the most."



He sighed as he sprinkled a handful of soil over the newly planted roots.

"Sam dear! Lunch is ready!" shouted Rosie from the window.

Rosie was 5 months pregnant with their third child, and was very excited about its arrival.



"Coming Rosie!" answered Sam wiping sweat off his forehead.

He set down his gardening tools and walked inside the house.

The house filled with the smells of pork, and the sounds of laughing children.



"Hello Daddy!" yelped Elanor jumping into his arms." "Does the shrub look pretty?"

"Yes Elanor, but not as pretty as you!" said Sam tickling her.

"Am I pretty too Daddy?" asked little Frodo sitting in his chair stuffing bread into his mouth.



"Why my boy your not pretty! Your handsom!" laughed Sam, glaring at his wife who was also giggling.

"Ham-son?" asked Frodo bewildered.

"No Frodo handsome! It means you look very good, it's like being pretty but for a boy." Sam said, putting Elanor down at her seat.



"Oh, ok Daddy" said Frodo with his mouth full.

"Sam dear," asked Rosie" have you given Emily Proudfoot that pie I made her yet?"

"No Rosie I have forgotten to, I will as soon as I can. I promise."



Rosie smiled but saw a troubled look on Sam's face.

"What's on your mind Sam?" asked Rosie, who's smile turned into a concerned look.

"I was just thinking." said Sam.

"About what?" asked Rosie

"About what?" Elanor echoed

"About what?" little Frodo asked, so he wouldn’t feel left out.



Sam smiled and said, "About Frodo, I was just wondering of what has become of him."

"I'm right here Daddy!" yelped Frodo pointing to himself.

"Not you darling, Mr.Frodo." said Sam laughing at Frodo's finger pointing response.

"He used to live in the Shire, he was your father's best friend." said Rosie sipping her tea.

"Is, Rosie, he is my best friend." said Sam shaking his head.

"What happened to him, why doesn’t he live here anymore?" asked Frodo, his big brown eyes wide with a yearning to learn information within his very reach.

"He sailed away to the Grey havens, the no dying lands, to never return," said Sam with a sigh.

"He's not coming back?" asked Frodo

"Unfortunately not son, he will never come back." said Sam.

"That's not a very nice thing to do!" yelped Elanor



"Elanor, don’t talk about things you do not understand." said Sam crossly.

"But Daddy! He couldn’t be a nice friend if he left you here all alone! Could he?" asked Elanor bewildered.

"Elanor, he was the most honest and trustworthy person I've ever known. He had to leave, his life's troubles were getting the best of him." Sam said, putting a fork to his mouth. "Besides, he didn’t leave me all alone, I have you, Rosie, Frodo, and the baby's on the way."

"I'm sorry Daddy." said Elanor with a pouting lip.

"Don't be sorry, you have done nothing wrong." smiled Sam.

TBC