(I have no idea where I am going with this fic it kind of just spilled into my head one night, so I'm also confused about where it's going... so please enjoy and yes it's not beta)

He felt the heat of the burn of the fire, he waited for the pain that came with being burnt but nothing came there was no burning there was no pain there was no bubbling of his skin, instead he looked up at the dragon that had now stopped and looked down on the Halfling with interest "What being are you that dragon fires does not hurt you?" Smaug growled at him as he curled a claw under his chin and got him to look up at him "What are you?" He asked again

"Just a hobbit, I'm just a hobbit." He said trying to back away

"Oh no not just a hobbit, something much much more." He hissed to him as he pulled him back.

Bilbo leaves the Dragon's chamber colour drained from his face he's looking into his hands as he stood looking out into the dark landscape "Burglar?" Thorin called out, the Hobbit looked up at Thorin and blinked at him he saw the pale look on the Hobbit and frowned "Bilbo?" He said quieter

"H...How much does that stone mean to you?" Bilbo asked quietly

"What?" Thorin asked

"HOW MUCH DOES THE KING'S STONE MEAN TO YOU!" Bilbo screamed, his voice echoed though along the wind "How much is my life worth to you, is it worth the gold that the dragon sleep in? No it's not. Is it worth saving your life? Again no it's not. I know the answer it is worth a shiny bloody rock!" Bilbo yelled, Throin blinked at him

"Bilbo what is going on?"

"There's a fire under my skin and it doesn't burn."

"I don't understand."

"Your stone is here."Bilbo points to his chest; the dwarf tilts his head "You never said that it could do that." Bilbo whispered as he winced at the sun starting to rise, he moved back towards the cave opening

"Bilbo what are you going."

"I can't the sun... I can't leave mountain." He whispered as he moved back inside

"Bilbo wait …come back." Throin called out and he rans inside to find the Hobbit.

He runs into the gold chamber to find the bones of the dragon, his eyes widen as he started looking for the Hobbit "What was Bilbo talking about Balin?" He asked, the old Dwarf looked at Thorin

"I hear stories that when smaug found the stone he consumed it in his fire gut, but I thought they were stories." Thorin frowned

"That makes no sense in all the years my grandfather had that stone it never once…"

"Not for a Dwarf." Balin said Throin looked at him

"What are you saying that some who when the damn dragon locked himself in here he become one with the stone? And Bilbo has as well?"

"Well yes I would guess that Gandalf will know more about it than I." The elderly Dwarf to him.

Throin found Bilbo sat in a cold dark room looking out one of the few windows at the lonely mountain, the sun now rising above the lake "Bilbo?" Thorin called out to him

"I can't go back to the Shire." He whispered "I can put a foot outside of the mountain

"How do you know that?"

"I can hear it the voice of the mountain. It lived in the dragon using his fire gut to grow and then I turned up and leave Smaug and now live in me." The whole time Bilbo was talking his voice sounded quiet and sad

"Bilbo…

"I can't leave Thorin this place is my home, my prison, my tomb…"

"No this will be your home Bilbo. I will do anything in my power to make you feel like your home, even if means building a Hobbit hole for you here." Bilbo looked at him as he wiped his eyes

"You don't have to be nice."

"I think I need to be, I have been horrid to you my Halfling I will do anything to make you happy." Bilbo looked at him

"I just want to sleep, I'm so tired." He said as he slumped into Thorin's arms, the Dwarf picked up the small bring and carried him in out the small room and to one of the dusty bed rooms.