Sooo.. Hey there… This is my second Hobbit fanfic and frankly, my other one isn't ready yet… But I'm working on it and now I want to bring this one up…

Hope you'll like it:P

Authors note: I DON'T own the Hobbit or any character that takes part in it, just my own character.

This is the same chapter but my new beta reader (thanks to you;) ) PoisonIvyRose'sThorns checked on it so the grammar should be better now:D and I'm going to post the new chapters when the old ones are totally corrected;)

Sitting there between thirteen male dwarfs, one hobbit and one wizard made her feel very, very uncomfortable. In fact, the reason wasn't she was off another gender or race, (it felt weird to use that word) but because of all of them watching her. Well, more like staring! They were staring at her like she was an alien! The only one who wasn't staring at her was Gandalf the wizard. Okay, neither him nor Thorin, who ate soup and didn't seem to care about what happened at the table.

"Are you a dwarf?" One of them asked. He had such a crazy hat on.

"No…" She answered simply.

"Then why are you so small? You can't be a human, humans aren't small!" an old dwarf asked. Although she learned that it is impossible to guess a dwarfs age, she just said this one was old. She had guessed Thorin was at the end of thirties/beginning of forties, and in fact he was something around 190. She didn't want to know how old that dwarf was, if Thorin was 190.

"Frankly, I don't know… I think that has something to do with genetics and biology, but I was never that good at these kinds of things… Uh… But when I think about it… I never saw any humans as giant as in Bree…"

The dwarfs eyes grew bigger with every word she said. Clearing her throat she added, "Uh… Well, I'm a soldier, you know?" And if it was possible their eyes grew even bigger than before, and their jaws dropped liked she admitted a… whatever… you know… some crazy stuff.

"A warrier, you know?"
"They know," Thorin said looking up from his food, straight at her with his icy eyes, "they have never seen a woman of the race of men that could fight… Or claimed she could fight."

She decided not to snap back. She also learned not to get Thorin Oakenshield pissed off.

"Why is she here, uncle?" A young black haired dwarf asked.

"Why aren't you asking her, Kili?" Thorin said not giving Kili a look.

"So…" Kili gave her a once over (not that he haven't watched her the whole time).

"…What's your story, lass?" A really fat dwarf finished Kilis sentence.

Lass, She thought, if anybody back on earth would call me LASS, he would be dead by now!

But she was absolutely aware of the politeness the dwarves could display if they wanted to.

"Long story… You really want to know it?"

Every one of them nodded, eyes bright in time. And now also Gandalf let a grin appear on his face. Thorin was still staring down at his soup.

"Why don't you begin with your name, Miss…" Gandalf said looking at her curious.

"Johnson… Leah Johnson. Nice to meet you guys."

First Chapter is over… probably I'm going to post the next one later that day… and then also going to update the the next chapter of my other fanfic, called Nalia of the Fiery Mountain…

So hope you wanna read more of it;)

P.S.: Review will be appreciated:D