The next morning, Frodo was no where to be seen. "Frodo?" I called out. There was no answer. "Frodo? Hello?" I called out again. I wonder where he went off to. I noticed that the bedroom window was open. Was he outside?

"Frodo?!" I shouted. There was not a single voice to be heard throughout Bag End. "I'm going to go and find him. He has to be around here somewhere." I thought.

As I got struggled off of the bed, I limped my way out of the bedroom. My legs felt completely sore, but I didn't let that stop me from finding Frodo. I made my way towards the living room and called out his name several times. "He couldn't of just left. I mean..."

I was cut off as I accidentally tripped over my own two feet and fell to the ground like a stone. There was a loud thud as I hit the floor and I let out a shrill cry of pain. "Ah!!!" I was pinned to the ground.

I could hear a sound of loud footsteps approaching me. It was Frodo. He rushed toward me. "How did you....How did this happen?" His voice seemed a bit louder than usual. "Frodo. It's not what it looks like. I didn't mean to..."

I choked up as a sea of overwhelming pain hit my entire body and I let out a blood curdling moan. Frodo frowned and he tried to lift me off of the floor. "F-F-F-Fro...." "What were you doing? You should have stayed in bed."

"Frodo....I-I-I-I thought you were gone. I thought you L-L-Left me." "Why would I ever leave you?" Frodo asked. "Because I'm a nuisance....I-I-I-Don't belong here, Frodo. I thought you didn't want to see me. I tried to find you.....but.....I....I....want to go back...."

I wept into my hands. I felt so ashamed. I shouldn't of scared Frodo like that. I think he might kick me out of Bag End. Pity grew in Frodo's heart and his voice became softer and more gentler.

"You can kick me out now. I don't belong here. I can go and be someone else's problem." I said.

Frodo put his hand on my shoulder and whispered into my ear. "It's not your fault. I want you to stay with me. You shouldn't be so hard on yourself. Come here..." Frodo pulled me closer to him. I noticed something new in his face.

He looked petrified and worried. Tears swelled up in Frodo's eyes. "Did I...do something wrong? F-F-Frodo...." Frodo grabbed a hold of my head and put his hands on my temples.

He pulled my head in closer and placed his lips on my forehead, kissing me. "I want you to stay with me. Would you like to live here with me, my dear?" I nodded my head and sniffled. "I would like that." I said sheepishly. "I love you. I love you so much. I promise to take good care of you and I won't let anything happen to you. Remember that."

Frodo kissed me a second time on my forehead. "I love you, Frodo." "I love you, too. " he whispered.