A/N: Dear cnguyen7899, I believe you were asking for this, so I hope you enjoy! :P I love everyone who reads these stories and leaves a review, so I hope no body hates me for taking so long with this! Also, sorry. It's a short chappie!

Chapter 1: Thieves of Hearts

I woke up to a lot of trumpets sounding and Thorin yelling a negotiation with the new king of Lake-town. Apparently, the idiots really did think I was dead and tried to use that against Thorin until I strode up beside the dwarf and yelled," Oi! You lot! You woke me up, you twits! I, Skylar Waters, am not happy! You do not make me unhappy if you value your continued existence! Now, SHUT UP!"

The men all stared at me in shock, and the dwarves all nodded their heads while taking a couple steps back. My useless twin was unconscious on the ground, and I was not going to put up with that. I silently crept behind my brother's head and yelled," WAKE UP! THE DALEKS ARE COMING!"

Nick shot up, screaming, and punched my arm in frustration," You jerk! Do you have any idea what you just did to me? You nearly caused me to have a heart attack! Gah, you flippindifabkdbmf!"

The dwarves all gave us questioning looks, and Bilbo stood off to the side with a strange look plastered on his face. I grinned and laughed at the looks on their faces. That was before the men of Lake-town came back that evening.

Once again, I yelled at them to go away and scared the crud out of them. A trick that I had perfected several years ago. Then, my life took a strange twist. Thorin began showing me around the old, abandoned halls and rooms of Erebor. He finally led me into a huge open room with silver and jewels lining the walls," Sky, you have stolen the hearts of several of my companions, including myself. I would be honored, if you would stay here, in Erebor when all is said and done," he said, taking one of my hands in his own.

I looked at him strangely," Thorin, you have stolen my heart on this amazing journey," I said," But my brother and I can't stay here. We have to return home."

Thorin's face fell and a depressed look crossed his face," Very well, I will not waste any time on this any longer," he said," Come, we shall return to the others."

We returned to Smaug's horde and the others then I sat with my brother, silently. I could see Bilbo sitting off by himself and wondered if he was alright. The hobbit was a brave character but was still just a hobbit. He probably hated being stuck in the mountain. It was full of the horrid scent of dragon. Bilbo, I knew, had the Arkenstone. He was lucky that I was such a good person or he would have been a dead hobbit.

Even though I liked the hobbit's company, he was truly a little thief. He had snatched Gollum's ring and the heart of the mountain. I knew that the men of Lake-town would want all of the gold Smaug had stolen from them, but I also knew that Thorin was a dwarf and wouldn't give away gold. Bilbo was probably going to try and help the men of Lake-town blackmail Thorin into giving back the gold that Smaug had stolen, so I was definitely going to keep my eye on the sneaky hobbit.