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They stayed in Rivendell until spring. Frodo healed nicely, and Elerrína was doing quite well. When time came to go, Gandalf bid farewell. "I do not feel the need to return to the Shire for a while, Frodo Baggins. It has its shining star." He bopped Elerrína on the nose.

Frodo smiled and gave Gandalf a hug. He shook Elrond's hand, not quite sure how formal to be with the Elf.

The ride home was pleasant. Frodo clutched Elerrína to his chest most of the way, hardly letting any of his friends hold her. She was his and he was never going to let her go.

The return to Hobbiton was a bit stressful. People wondered where Frodo got the baby, and why Sam had suddenly moved into Bag End. Whenever someone asked where the baby had come from, Frodo simply answered, "She's mine." After a while, they accepted the little girl's presence. She was beautiful and sweet, and everyone couldn't help but adore her.

Frodo and Sam watched Elerrína play in Sam's garden. She was four years old now, a pleasant and smiling girl. Her long dark curls were tousled and her dress dirty from her wild play, but she was still stunning.

"Should we ever explain to her where she came from?" Frodo asked Sam.

"I think we'll have to, Mr. Frodo."

"How?"

"We'll figure out a way," Sam took Frodo's hand.

They heard a knock on the garden gate. Merry and Pippin let themselves in without waiting for anyone to answer, as usual. Merry joined Frodo and Sam on the bench, whereas Pippin raced over to Elerrína and scooped her off the ground. She squealed in delight.

Merry looked first at Pippin, then at his other two friends, "You guys are the luckiest people I know."

Frodo sighed and smiled contentedly, "I can't help but agree."