On Halimath 22, S.R. 1437 Pippin and Diamond welcomed Sapphire Took into the world. She came early, just like her father had, but she was perfect in every way.

That evening, Pippin sat looking up at the deep blue of the evening sky that matched his new daughter's name perfectly. "Well, Frodo, I don't know if you are aware at all of what is passing back here in Middle Earth, but I can't help but think that you and a certain wizard are well aware of what has happened. It's no coincidence that she came on your birthday and Bilbo's, too."

Pippin took a deep breath of the autumn evening air and let it out slowly. Life was good. What else could he say.