It was starting to thunder, and rain was pouring down. I emerged from the forest line to see The Shire. All the hobbits were inside, cozy by a fire. Gandalf said that the hobbit hole was at the top with a mark on the door. I began walking not really caring if I got covered in mud, after all I was already late.

*** Third Person:

There were thirteen dwarves and the Grey Wizard crambed around the hobbit's table murmuring. Poor Bilbo Baggins was pacing back and forth wondering why there were thirteen dwarves and a wizard in his dining room. Thorin had just arrived and was eating while relaying his meeting back to his men.

"What did the dwarves from the Iron Hills say?" Dwalin lean forward eagerly.

"They will not come. They say that this journey is ours and ours alone." Thorin looked down with grief, and he felt the same reaction from his men.

*Knock Knock*

Thorin froze and turned to Gandalf. "Gandalf who is that? We aren't expecting anyone else."

"I asked an old friend of mine to join us, and I highly doubt you will have a say whether or not she comes." Gandalf had a little smirk on his face knowing that this was going to be very interesting.

"I cannot take anymore dwarves in my house." Bilbo was beside himself, but he went to the door anyway. When he opened it there was a black figure. It was all dressed in black riding gear, with a cloak and a hood hiding its face. There were twin swords, a bow and arrows, a big sword, and daggers scattered across its body.

"Hello you must be Mr. Baggins, I'm Ida. Is Gandalf here? Sorry for being late." The girls voice was slightly eerie mixed with a sweetness.

"Yes, yes come in. Don't want you to catch a cold. Gandalf is inside."

By now all the dwarves were gathered by the door Thorin in the front along with Gandalf.

"Gandalf! It's been a long time, my friend. I hope what you say is true about this. You know I have other matters to attend."

"Ida it is good to see you. Yes it's very-"
"No it's not you can go back to wherever you're from. We don't need the help of a girl." Thorin was practically boiling. How dare Gandalf invite a girl? Does he insult our ability.

"Excuse me! Who dares insult my honor. Last time I checked you know nothing about me, and that includes my age and ability." Without a second of hesitation there was a sword's tip touching Thorin's throat. Everyone just froze not sure what to do.

"Now you listen here dwarf I came because Gandalf asked, and I owe him a favor. I don't like owing people favors it means that I have loose ends. All you need to know is my name, I'm staying and it's best to be on my good side. There's a reason I'm alone in this world." I pulled away from his ear lowering my sword, realizing that the rest of the company had their weapons drawn.

"Put those down before I hurt you. I don't want to spill blood in Mr. Baggins's home."

"Ida I hardly think that it is necessary to threaten the leader of the company. This is Thorin Oakenshield. Thorin the 'girl' you just insulted is Ida, a very skilled warrior."

"And where does Ida come from?"

"That is none of you concern, I'm your friend, and I suggest you keep it that way."

"I will not be order around by a girl I know nothing about. I am your King!"

"Not my King! I bow to no one."

"What made you so bitter about the world, was it relationship problems. Your boyfriend left you for another girl-"

"I suggest you shut your mouth, now."

"Thorin…"

"No, no Gandalf. If the girl won't tell me anything I will guess. Maybe, it was daddy issue. He wanted to wed you to a man you didn't know, and you ran away."

I had Thorin's arm behind his back and my dagger against his neck, pushed up against the wall.

"No one speaks ill of my father, no one. Do I make myself clear? I should cut you open for what you just said."
At that the dwarf called Fili had a sword point at the small of my back. "Maybe we can put the weapons down and talk in a civilized manner."

"Sorry, but I don't talk with people who've insulted me. I'm going for a walk. I'll be back." With that I left, I needed to clear my head, and calm myself. I looked to Gandalf, You can tell them if you want, but they better not pull that again. Like I said I have other matters to attend to, and I don't need dwarves insulting me. With that I slammed the door and walked.

*** Gandalf:

"Look what you did. You are so stubborn."

"Gandalf who is she?" Kili was still confused about what just happened.

"She is a great warrior, and known as the Queen of the Lost People."
"Wait the Queen?!" Balin practically snapped his neck he turned so fast.

"What queen? She doesn't sound so great is her people are lost." Kili was laughing. The girl didn't sound so great.

"Her people are lost because they were all killed. Ida has been through more than any of you and more. You have nothing over her, so I suggest you get off your high horse and show her some respect." Gandalf was getting tired of the dwarves stubbornness.

*** Third Person

Bilbo had gone to bed long ago. Gandalf was in the dining room smoking some Old Toby, waiting. The dwarves were in the living room gathered around the fire. Thorin started to hum for he was missing his home.

Far over the misty mountains cold.

To dungeons deep, and caverns old.

We must away,'ere break of day.

To find our long forgotten gold.

Everyone started to join in either humming or singing.

The pines were roaring on the height.

The winds were moaning in the night.

The fire was red, it flaming spread.

The trees like torches blazed with light.

Just above their head on the roof was Ida. She had her legs pulled in her arms wrapped around them, tightly. Her head rested on her knees, her cheeks wet from crying. She could hear the dwarves singing, and it reminded her of everything she has lost.