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Celebrien	By : allisonfm Category: Lord of the Rings Movies > Het - Male/Female Views: 1526 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 1

Gandalf and Bilbo sat smoking a pipe outside
of Bilbo�s Hobbit hole. It was a clear beautiful summer night. The stars shown
brightly as the two friends blew smoke rings. It had been some 40 years since
they had gone on their quest for the treasure under the mountain. Bilbo thanked
his lucky stars that he had chosen to go against his better judgment, for he
had consequentially become rather wealthy, as well as frowned upon by many of
his peers.

�I can hardly believe I will be 93 soon Gandalf,�
mused Bilbo.
�You don�t look a day over 50 my old friend,�
Gandalf replied, blowing a blue smoke ring which he exploded into a thousand
diamond-like shards before disappearing. Gandalf of course was much older than
Bilbo, but the passing years had not been overly
unkind to him either. He looked much the same
as he had 40 years ago, with his long beard and wooden staff. Gandalf�s age was
indeterminate. He was so wise that sometimes he seemed as old as the world
itself. Yet there were other times when he seemed as young as a boy,
particularly when he entertained children with his thrilling adventures and
spectacular fireworks.
�You�ve no choice but to stay young looking
after young Frodo,� he chuckled, �how is
the lad?�
�He
seems quite taken with the Shire and has made many friends,� Bilbo said, �I�m
just glad he�s finally in a place he can truly call home. The Shire is such a
peaceful place.�
�That
it is,� Gandalf replied smiling, �no matter what is happening in the outside
world, I always feel so carefree when I come to visit.�

Bilbo stood and stretched. He and Gandalf
were just about to turn and go in when they heard the sound of footsteps
running in the distance.
�That must be Frodo back from visiting with
Sam,� said Bilbo. But it wasn�t Frodo. It was a young woman in tattered
traveling clothes, running as fast as she could.
She ran right past Gandalf and Bilbo, but
suddenly collapsed after running several more paces. Gandalf ran to assist her.
�My lady, are you hurt?� He asked, kneeling
down by the woman, who on closer inspection appeared to be a young girl no more
than 16. She lay on her back, and it was obvious that she was in the final
stages of pregnancy. She opened her eyes.
�I can�t go any further,� she said weakly, �I
kept a good pace, but my child is about to be born, and I had to run away, I
had to get away from him.�
�From
who my Lady?� Asked Bilbo as he joined Gandalf and the young girl. �I cannot
say his name! I cannot speak of it! Please, help me my Lords! My child is
coming, and I have nowhere to go, nor the strength to move if I had.�
�We
must bring her inside,�Bilbo said, �she can�t have a
child out here.� Gandalf carefully lifted the woman and carried her into
Bilbo�s home. The night was warm but she shivered convulsively.

They built a fire in Bilbo�s study and
wrapped the girl in blankets. Her pack was taken off and carefully laid aside.
�What is your name my child?� Asked Gandalf.
�Glorianna,� she said feebly.
�And
are you running from your child�s father Glorianna?� He asked gently.
�Yes,� she said, her eyes filling with tears.
�You
needn�t say anymore if it pains you dear,� Bilbo said soothingly, patting
Glorianna�s cold hand. �My name is Bilbo, and this is my Hobbit hole. My friend�s name is Gandalf.�
�I had
heard of Hobbits,� Glorianna said, �but I never thought I�d see one.� Her body
was racked with a spasm of pain. �I am so frightened!� She whimpered. �I don�t
know if I can have this baby!�
�You
must be brave,� Gandalf said, �we will help all we can.�

Glorianna�s pains grew worse. Neither Bilbo
nor Gandalf knew anything about birthing children.
�I
shall run and get Mrs. Cotton,� Bilbo said, wanting desperately
to do something to help the poor suffering
girl. He returned quickly with the motherly Hobbit in toe. She had born several
children and would best know how to aid Glorianna. Mrs. Cotton examined the
girl and looked grim.
�She�s lost a lot of blood,� she said
worriedly, �but her child will be here soon.�
Sure enough, a tiny head began to be visible,
and with her last ounce of strength, Glorianna bore a perfect tiny baby girl.

She fell back , completely drained of all
energy as Mrs. Cotton made the child presentable, cleaning it up and wrapping
it in a blanket found in Glorianna�s
pack.
�Let me hold her,� the young mother said
weakly, �let me see my little daughter once before I die.�
�Of
course you won�t die my dear,� Mrs. Cotton
said, as much to assure herself as the young
girl. She looked deathly pale, and had lost a dangerously high amount of blood
during delivery.

Her child had been crying loudly ever since
her birth, but she quieted when she was put into her mother�s arms. �She is
perfect,� her mother said, holding her baby close with tears in her eyes.
�Yes,� she continued sadly, �I will die. The birth of this child is my greatest
and last act on this earth. Someone must take care of her. She must not go back
to him! She must remain here where I know she will be safe.� Glorianna had
begun to shiver uncontrollably again.
Bilbo felt a lump rising in his throat, for
he knew the poor girl didn�t have much time left. She would not die in peace
unless her child�s safety was ensured. He
gently took the child into his own arms and said in a choked voice, �I will
care for her all my days my dear. You have my word.�
�Thank
you, My good Sir Bilbo,� she said, visibly relaxing. �Please, let me look at
her one last time." Bilbo held the infant up, and Glorianna gazed long at
the tiny head covered with light brown fuzz, at the tiny perfect face and
hands. �Don�t mourn for me my little one,� she said softly, beginning to feel a
cold feeling suffuse her body. �Remember that I love you. My death was not in
vain, because the greatest part of me will live on.�
They all openly wept then, even Gandalf, who
normally held his emotions in check. But the sight of the young mother saying a
final good-bye to her newborn touched his old tender heart. Glorianna lay back.
The cold was seeping into her chest now. It became difficult for her to
breathe. They all gathered around her, Gandalf and Bilbo
each holding one of her icy hands.
�Go in
peace my child,� Gandalf said brokenly. Glorianna uttered a few more shallow
breaths, and her eyes closed forever.

All three stood there sobbing for some time.
Recovering first, Gandalf said, �We must burry the poor girl."
�She
will be buried with my family,� Bilbo said decidedly, �since her child is now
mine.�
�We
should do it soon, before Frodo gets home," said Mrs. Cotton, �the poor
lad doesn�t need to see this.� She cleaned Glorianna�s lifeless body and
straightened her dress, the only article of clothing she seemed to own. Gandalf
picked her up gently and carried
her outside, setting her down in the small
Bag-end cemetery. He quickly dug a shallow grave while Bilbo fashioned a
marker. It read, �Here lies Glorianna, who died in this year 1381. She leaves
behind one infant daughter.� Glorianna was properly buried and the marker
placed.
�This
child will remember her
mother,� Bilbo said softly, stroking the
baby�s tiny head, �I�ll make sure of that.�

He carried the sleeping infant back inside
and the others followed. No sooner had they reentered than Frodo came in. He
looked around dismayed by the combined sights of Gandalf washing dirt from his
hands, Mrs. Cotton disposing of a bloody blanket in the fire, and Bilbo holding
a baby.
�What has happened?� He asked. Bilbo told the
sad tale.
�The poor woman!� He exclaimed softly.
�She
was unfortunate in life,� Gandalf said, �but now she is at peace and her child
is
safe.�
�It will be nice having a baby in the house,�
Frodo said brightening a little.
�You�ll need to get a lot of things if you�re
going to have an infant Mr. Baggins,� Mrs. Cotton said, �come with me Frodo and
we�ll bring some of my old baby things. She�s
the same size as a Hobbit child.�
�I will
come with you too,� Gandalf said, �that way you can get home for the night. It
is very late and you�ll need your rest after all that�s happened.�

They all left and Bilbo sat down on the sofa,
still cradling the baby. She stirred in his arms and opened her eyes for the
first time. �Hello there little one,� he said softly, �I�m going to be your
Papa. You�ll be bigger than me in a few years. Just imagine that!�
The child gave a small gurgle, as if
satisfied with the situation and Bilbo laughed. She was absolutely beautiful,
with a perfectly symmetrical face and clear cream-colored skin as soft as
velvet. Her tiny arms flailed about as she appeared to take in her
surroundings. Bilbo watched her closely, noticing almost immediately that she
wasn�t focusing on
anything. Her eyes simply rolled about, as if
she was looking for something she could not find. Bilbo inspected her eyes more
closely. He was startled to see how clouded over they were. It was as though
she had no pupils.
�The
poor thing can�t be blind,� he thought, feeling rather alarmed. �She�s already
lost her mother.�

Gandalf and Frodo returned then with a cradle
and a trunk full of bottles, baby clothes and other necessities. Bilbo rushed
over to Gandalf.
�Something is wrong! He said close to panic,
�I don�t think she can see!�
Gandalf took the child and peered intently
into her eyes. His piercing gaze didn�t seem
to phase her.
�I
don�t believe she can see my old friend,� he said sadly, �although it may be
too early to know for certain. But this is not a reason for despair. She
appears to be healthy in all other respects, and the blind can live normal
lives if they learn to use their other senses in place of their eyes. It will
take hard work, but this child will thrive like any other in good capable
hands.� Bilbo relaxed slightly.
�Of course she will,� he said more confidently.

�What shall we name her?� Frodo asked, taking
the baby from Gandalf. She had begun to cry, and Bilbo put some milk on the
stove to warm.
�She
is such a fair child, I would like to give her an Elvin name. How do you like
Celebrien?�
�I
think it�s a wonderful name,� said Gandalf.
�So do
I,� Frodo said, �Celebrien Baggins. It has a nice ring to it.�
Baby Celebrien cried louder as her hunger
increased and Bilbo hurried to prepare a bottle. They sat in silence as Frodo fed
her.
�Raising her will certainly be a challenge,�
Bilbo mused, �but it will hardly be impossible. It�s only another adventure.�
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