The Half-Blood (A Hobbit Fanfiction)

Bag End

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Rose stared at the hobbit. "Oh...forgive me!" She reached to the hobbit and she shook his hand. "I...I thought you were...someone else." The small hobbit gave the elf a smile. "Oh! Would you like to come over?" He looked at Rose's waist; her clothes were ripped, and blood soaked her tunic. "And it seems that you are badly hurt...what if you could come over and stay the night? I'll make supper and tea, if you wish." Rose gave him a smile of gratitude. "That would be great!"

She followed the hobbit along a long dirt path. As Rose looked around, she saw many hobbit holes. She had never been to the Shire before, only to Bree when she was traveling. She enjoyed the scenery, and the hobbit stopped in front of a Hobbit hole with a large, green door with a golden door knob in the middle. "Oh...I'm sorry to interrupt, but what might your name be?" The halfling looked up at her and gave her a small smile. "Bilbo Baggins."

Rose smiled, and putting a hand over her heart, she bowed. "Rose, at your service." Bilbo opened the door to his home. Rose followed Bilbo through the small hobbit hole. He pointed to a small room. "I am sorry about the size of the room, but that is my only clean guest room." Bilbo took her things, walked to the room, and came back out. He motioned Rose to follow him. She walked behind him as he led the elf through different hallways and doors. "Okay, Rose. Wait here. I have something for you," He looked at Rose's side, then looked up to her. "I'll also get the medicine." He quickly walked into what Rose guessed was his room.
After a while, Bilbo came back to Rose. He had some type of cloth in his hands and a small leather bag. "I'll thought you might want to change...not to be rude, but your clothes are quite a bloody mess." He held up a long, blue night gown. He also handed her the small leather bag. "Your wound is not to deep, but it could get infected. I forgot what this was called...oh...Oh! Kingsfoil." Rose smiled at him, grateful for all the kindness Bilbo has showed."I give you all the thanks I could ever give someone. You are very kind, Bilbo Baggins."