Okay duckies, this is the ThorinXOC that I have promised you. I know I have been busy but I really wanted to get this idea out there so it stops invading my dreams. I will still be updating my other story. There may be other stories uploading soon, though. I'll have a lot more free time after finals. I love you duckies. Please review.

The pain in my head was unbearable. It was like I had the grandmother of all hangovers. Ugh. "Well, hello," I hear a soft voice call out. I scrunch my face up and slit my eyes open. The world ran in streamers of color before focusing. The light immediately washed over my face causing me to groan and roll over. "It hurts…" I groan out at the stranger. Probably someone from the party. Wait. Party? I thought I went to bed at home.

I opened my eyes again and was left staring down into the soft grass I was laying on. I tilted my head to the side to look at the stranger who disturbed my miserable slumber and only saw the bottom of a grey cloak. Huh. I glanced up at the stranger's face. He tilted his head to the side like he was studying me. Then he smiled. "Well, you seem to be in pain," he stated with a knowing smile. Uh, you think buddy? Got any other helpful statements? I frowned up at him. "You think?" I asked sarcastically before attempting to get up. The pain behind my eyes immediately exploded. I fell back down to the ground; covering my face with my hands. "Oh, god!" I yell, then groan as it hurt even worst.

I feel soft, gentle hands cup my head but it hurts too much to care. He could be a serial killer for all I care right now. The stranger's fingers press into my temples and soon, the pain dims before disappearing altogether. My eyes widen in shock as I, carefully, lift my head up to inspect my savior. The man was old, like crazy old. But he had a kind smile on his face that was borderline amused. "I take it you were drinking ale last night." It wasn't a question. I nod my head slowly; expecting pain but none comes. I smile slightly in relief before getting to my feet.

I look at the strange man and thrust my hand out to him. "The name is Scarlett," I say with a cocky smile. The man shakes his head slightly, giving me an amused smile. "I am Gandalf the Grey," he says while taking my hand in a firm grasp. I shake his hand before letting go and looking around. I appeared to be in a forest of some kind. Must have been some party. I can't even remember it. I looked at Gandalf again. He was studying me while frowning. "You mind telling me here I am?" I asked with a raised eyebrow. He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. "Well, you are just outside of Bree," he says while watching me closely. Bree? I've never heard that place before. I frown at him. "Is this a joke?" I ask. "Did Timmy set you up for this?" He shakes his head and looks around.

"How old are you, young lady?" he asks. This immediately puts my guard up. I thrust my chin up and give him defiant eyes. "Why does it matter?" I ask defiantly. He looks at me cautiously before looking around the forest again. He started muttering to himself while looking at the sky and the ground where I was laying. Then all of a sudden, he relaxed and smiled while shaking his head. "Okay, well I guess you are going to have to come with me," he said while picking up his staff. I take a step back, tensing. "What do you mean?" I ask cautiously. He could have been a serial killer when my head was exploding. Now, it would be a problem. He watched me step back and tense with an amused expression. "Do not worry. I would never hurt you, child. You are going to have to have someone take care of you though," he said while fixing his hat.

I glared at him. "Do. Not. Call. Me. A. Child," I say through clenched teeth. He just gave me an amused grin. "Well, it would be improper for a 17 year old girl to be walking around here; especially in a world she does not know," he said while glancing back up at the sky. How did he know I was 17? His tone made me suspicious. It was like he knew something I didn't. I frowned at him, focusing on the more important part of his sentence. "What do you mean by a world I do not know?" I ask while eyeing him cautiously. He smiled kindly but his eyes held slight pity. "You are not in your world anymore. I am afraid you have fallen into mine. And as a wizard, it is my responsibility to take care of things regarding magic," he said matter-of-factly. Magic? Was this guy crazy?

"Well, since you are crazy, it would seem that would not be the best option," I say while watching his staff. "Besides, I am highly capable of taking care of myself." He frowned. "I believe you could take care of yourself here, with a little training. However, seeing how you do not have any, I will take care of you," he said before turning around and walking away. He only walked a few yards before turning back to me. "Are you coming?" he asks. I think it was a rhetorical question. I glare at him before replying. "No." He sighs and mutters to himself some more before walking back over to me.

My first instinct is to back up but I stand my ground. I can't act like a sissy in front of the crazy guy. I watch him walk up to me. "Well, since you will not be convinced; you may listen to reason," he said. I raise my eyebrows and smirk. He raised his hand towards my head. I immediately jerked my head back. He sighed impatiently before touching the side of my face. "I do not have time for this, child. I have another engaging matter," he said impatiently. I frown at him. "Well why don't you go do tha-" Before I was able to finish my sentence, I was bombarded with information. Memories. Fact. I knew it was all real. I could see myself at home. Eating. At parties over the years. It was like a slide show of my life. Then it turned into a swirl of color and suddenly I saw myself laying on the ground. In Bree. It was like I fell out of the sky.

I stumbled back from Gandalf's hand. He was watching me with a grim expression. "What.. What was that?" I gasped out. He shook his head. "That was your past. Now you have to decide your future." I shook my head and sunk to the ground, still gasping for breath. He watched me for a moment before turning around. "I am leaving. I have pressing matters in Bree that require my attention. Whether or not you follow is your decision. You choose your path," he said while walking away down the dirt path. I watched him leave, before putting my head between my knees. My mind was racing from the experience. Should I go with him or not?

It didn't take long to catch up with him on the path. I guess it helped because I was screaming for him to wait up. He stopped on the path and turned to watch me run towards him. When I finally got to his side, I was gasping for breath. "You.. You can't just leave somebody like that," I say while watching him. He smiles in amusement. "If I am going to follow you, we're gonna have to set dome rules," I state firmly. He chuckles and continues to walk down the path. I follow right beside him. "Oh, I think this is going to work out. Besides, I need someone to adventure with," he says with a laugh. I look at him from the corner of my eye. Follow the crazy guy? What have I gotten myself into? Well, I always did say that I wanted to go on an adventure.