For Vistula the Dunadan for her birthday.  With thanks to RiverOtter for the Beta. 

New Quarters

            Rosie Cotton searched her Sam’s eyes.  “You’re foolin’ me!”

            “No, Rosie, I’m not.  And he means it--means every word of it.  He wants for us to come live with him, there in Bag End.”

            “As his servants?”

            “No--as his brother and his brother’s wife--that’s what he told me.  And I’ll tell you this, my Mr. Frodo--he don’t say things like that lightly.”

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            On their wedding day she saw the room prepared for them--not a smaller room at the far end of the hall, but the master bedroom itself.

            So much does he think of my Sam! she thought with wonder.