Author's Note: Hello fellow Hobbit shippers and fanfic writers! I present to you my story of female!Bilbo. I sincerely hope that you all will enjoy this tale.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything of the Hobbit... if I did then Thorin, Fili, and Kili would have never dead. And Thorin would have kissed Biblo after facing Azog.

Prologue: Fell Winter

Rosemary Belladonna Baggins was a wee lassie when she was first born, so small she fit in the palm of a fully grown Man. Her father, Bungo Baggins, feared for his only child and heiress as Rosemary was a rambunctious fauntling for one so tiny, but how he loved his daughter who took after her mother. As soon as little Rose started to walk Belladonna Baggins, nee Took, began to to take Rose through the forest leading to Bree. As the years passed by Bungo and Belladonna busied themselves with teaching their little girl their trade. Rosemary, though rambunctious and high spirited, was very attentive and detail-oriented, and so would listen carefully to whatever her father would tell her about anything. When she was with her mother, Rosemary paid very close attention to the surroundings as her mother did, as well as her archery and dagger lessons.

Reaching her twelfth birthday, Belladonna gifted her daughter with an oaken carved bow that she had crafted during the months of pregnancy under the guidance of Lord Elrond. From Bungo, Rosemary received three empty field journals that she would later fill out during the years to come.

During her twelfth year of life, Rosemary began to show more feminine qualities. Her once boyish, golden locks had now grown passed her softly pointed ears, and her once dark green eyes had lightened to a gentle emerald. Over the years her body slowly began to mature and heighten. When she reach twenty years of age, Rosemary was at the height of reaching a dwarf's shoulder. Her tamable mane was now wild with rebellious, golden curls that she kept tied in two firm fish-tail braids that now reached the small of her back. Already her body showed signs of maturing well… yet she was still muscular for a hobbit. Many in the Shire believed that Rosemary was not Bungo's daughter at all for how un-hobbit she was. Rumors saying that Belladonna had slept with another male of different race, but those horrid rumors were finally stomped out upon seeing Bungo's daughter featuring his golden curls, button nose, and rounded chin. Many doubts were made to rest when Rosemary gathered a crowd after using her sharp tongue to whip away Hobbits much older than she for badmouthing her dear mother.

The Baggins in Bag End enjoyed many years together once Rosemary was born, but upon barely passing her thirtieth birthday and the worst Fell Winter that the Shire has ever seen… those happy times up in Bag End were very soon to change.

Poor Rosemary Baggins they would say, she wasn't even of age yet when she lost her parents to the wolves in that unfortunate Fell Winter.