Disclaimer- I do not own The Hobbit or any of it's characters. I do own my OC :)

I was just another normal girl from a small town. At least, that's what I used to be. A girl in love with writing and reading on the eve of her 21st birthday. Everything was normal... Until I fell asleep the night before my birthday.

At first, it was a normal sleep, like any other, until they showed up. The Valar. I was convinced it was a part of my dream because I, like any other avid reader, was a huge fan of Tolkien and often fantasized over the amazing world he created. Somehow, it felt strangely real though.

"You are not of our world, however, you are needed in Arda. We have foreseen events that cannot take place, and you must be the one to save them. When you wake, you must only tell Gandalf of your true nature, and that we have sent you. Lord Elrond will inquire as well, and you may tell him. Wake now, and may luck be on your side." It felt like a strange way to end a dream, but sure enough I felt my heavy lids fluttering open as I woke with a pinching headache.

When I opened my eyes, I blinked a few times then screamed, for standing above me was Gandalf the Grey and two young Dwarf princes.

"Gandalf, she wakes!" One of the boys said excitedly, but I was too petrified to even pay attention to who. All I knew was that I was not in my bed, or on my own planet anymore. Bloody hell, I was really in Middle Earth!

I struggled to sit up correctly, seeing as the two dwarves were hovering over me. When I finally managed, I saw that I was laying in mud, my clothes ripped and torn.

"You look to have had quite the struggle, my dear, are you alright?" Gandalf asked kindly as someone laid a cloak over me. I nodded. "May I ask what happened?"

"I don't quite remember..." I trailed off, making a look at the two dwarves before looking back at him, hoping he would get my hint.

"Fili, Kili, would you so kindly scout the area to make sure there are no unfriendlies?" The two gave each other a quick glance before nodding and walking away. I was glad he had taken my hint and sent them away even just for a moment. "Now may you answer my question?"

"I was sent here by the Valar. I'm not of this world, but they came to me, saying that I was needed here to change certain events that weren't meant to happen. I know of your quest and I was sent to help. They told me to only tell you and Lord Elrond." I spoke quickly before the two could come back. His eyes went wide when he could tell I was speaking the truth.

"If that is the Valar's request then I shall grant it. Though I must say, Thorin will not be happy about this. What is your name, my lady?" Gandalf replied. I thought about my name, Rebecca, knowing that it wouldn't really be something used in Middle Earth.

"Bekah," I squeaked out, hoping it would sound authentic. It had always been a nickname and it sounded more... Acceptable.

"Pleasure to meet you, Lady Bekah. I am Gandalf the Grey." He said, standing tall. It was at that moment that Fili and Kili came back. I took the moment to actually look at them. Honestly two of the most handsome beings I had ever seen in my life, dwarf or not.

"The area is clear, Gandalf." Fili told Gandalf. I tried to stand, but felt strangely weak, and small. I was about the same height as the two dwarfs, maybe a tiny bit shorter, but Gandalf towered over us all. As I stood, I felt lightheaded and began to fall, only to be caught by strong arms. I opened my eyes barely to see it was Kili who had caught me and was now holding me in his arms bridal style. My inner fangirl was going wild, but I couldn't even bring myself to think of such things when my head was spinning wildly.

"Carry her, we must bring her with us, for she is an important part of this quest now and must be protected." Gandalf told Kili and Fili, who were now looking up at him in confusion.

"I thought..." Fili began but Gandalf cut him off by walking past the huskily.

"Now is not the time nor place, Master Dwarf." Gandalf replied, effectively shutting up the elder brother.

I felt oddly comfortable in the arms of the younger brother as I breathed in his unique musk. It was intoxicating and I felt myself unintentionally turning my head further into his chest as he walked. I kept my eyes closed, but my unsteady breathing was enough to tell him I was still awake.

"May I ask your name?" He whispered to me, quiet enough that the others couldn't hear, and I gave him a small smile.

"Bekah." I muttered as I opened my eyes just a little to look at him. He was intriguingly handsome, even more so than I had imagined as I had read the books. His long dark brown hair sat just below his shoulders, one single clasp in the back. He had a rough stubble, but it was perfect on him, even if it wasn't as full as most dwarves. His eyes, hazel, glazed in the moonlight as we moved forward into the night.

"Kili, at your service, Lady Bekah." He whispered, winking to me. I could feel the blush creeping up on my cheeks as he spoke. Attempting to hide my face, I buried it further into his chest. I felt myself drift off, only to be woke in a much different environment.

A hobbit hole, filled with 12 dwarves, a hobbit, and a wizard. The dwarves were singing their infamous song, 'Blunt the Knives'.

I sat up on the couch I had been placed upon, realizing I was still wearing Kili's cloak, which smelled of him. When their song was over, I saw Kili look over at me, eyes widening when he saw that I was awake. He quickly rushed to my side as I sat up.

"How are you feeling?" He asked quickly and I smiled at him.

"Much better now. It must have been exhaustion. Though I dare say, I may need some new clothes." I said, looking underneath the cloak at my tattered clothing, laughing.

"Gave us quite a scare, but Gandalf said as much. You missed dinner, but I am sure we can get you something, as well as new clothes, though they may be a bit big." Kili responded. I was glad he wasn't asking me about what happened, because at this point I wasn't sure what to say.

"I am fine for now, though the clothes sound good." I said quickly, remembering that if they had finished the song, Thorin wasn't far behind it. I needed to look somewhat presentable for that. He nodded his head and ran to a bag, grabbing a pile of something and bringing them back to me quickly. By this point, I was already standing much easier than before. I gave him a kind smile and he pointed me the nearest room to change. I walked to the room and closed the curtain.

Quickly removing the tattered remains of my clothing and throwing them in the trash, I began to dress in the new set of clothes. As he said, they were a bit big, and I could smell his scent on them, it was obvious they were his. It was a dark green tunic and pants with a fur vest jacket. Luckily the pants fit well enough that they didn't fall off. I slipped my boots back on and looked at myself in the mirror.

My long burgundy hair must have been strange to the people of this time, seeing as it was dyed. It was also tangled and matted with leaves and mud. I frowned at it then looked down at my new clothing. I truly looked like I belonged in Middle Earth now, possibly even as a beardless dwarf!

I walked out, only to find the entire group of dwarves and the others gathered by the front door, all heads now looking toward me as I walked out of the room. I froze, seeing that Thorin was with them now. I quickly looked to Gandalf for assistance.

"And who may this be, Gandalf, you made no mention of others." Thorin said as he made his way through the crowd to face me directly.

"This is Lady Bekah. She will be joining us on our quest as a request from those higher than myself." Gandalf replied. Thorin's look, one of disapproval, was unsettling.

"May I speak with you privately, Gandalf?" Thorin asked in an angered tone before walking back outside.

dun dun dun... Hope you guys enjoy. Sorry if there are many mistakes- I'm writing with a broken wrist and it makes typing a bit difficult!