Thorin Oakenshield/OC Love Story

Chapter 1

I do not own any of Tolkien's Characters

The swift summer breeze rolled across my face, bringing the tall grass blades and my hair tickling me awake. Fluttering my eyes open, I see the early light of dawn rising over the hills of Hobbiton. I see little white clouds floating upwards, and I hear a recognizable whistling from my dear Bilbo. I started whistling along to see his familiar face greet me on this great morning.
"Good morning, Ilana!" he greeted.
"What do you mean? Do you wish me a good morning, or mean that it is a good morning whether I want it or not; or that you feel good this morning; or that it is a morning to be good on?" I replied jokingly.
"All of them, Ilana! Oh! I almost forgot, I have your cup of tea by the kettle."
"Thanks!" I pecked 'ole Bilbo on the cheek and went inside to fetch my tea. When I came back out, Bilbo was already halfway done with his tea, and he began to tell me about his dream last night.
"It was completely mad, I tell you," he began to say exuberantly. "I was going on a quest, a quest! in search for… a hidden treasure somewhere far away. There was this red beast that couldn't be tamed. Then it ended, and I woke up in my bed, but it just seemed so real."
"Real? What do you know about adventure?" I teased.
"Well, it just so happens that your mother, Margret, knocked on my door pleading for safety from tax collectors in Bree because your father was in battle. She couldn't pay and they told her she had one week to pay. She knew that it was impossible, so our lives were changed by this drastic action of protection. She fled from Hobbiton and we never saw each other again."
"Sorry, I didn't mean to bring back such horrible memories." I said in a small voice.
"Horrible? Raising you was the best thing that ever happened to me!" Bilbo smiled and I leaned over and hugged him. "Let's go back inside, I've finished my tea."
"Sounds good. So, what are you doing today?"
"Well, I plan on gardening. Do you mind going to the market to get some food for dinner? You can surprise me."
"Of course! I was going to go down there anyway for a new journal." I replied.
"How many have you gone through? A million?" Bilbo joked.
"Oh, hush it! Actually I've gone through about thirty journals…"
"Now that's impressive, young lady!"
I laughed and went to my room to get my bag. I think I have enough money for Bilbo's favorite meal and a brand new journal. I gave Bilbo a hug, "Good bye! See ya in a couple hours! I should be back before lunch."
"Be safe, honey! I love you!"
"Love you more!" I shouted and went out the door before Bilbo could say he loved me even more back.

I walked out the front door, down the familiar cobbled steps and I started walking in the direction of the market which is about a half mile. As I passed each hobbit hole, I saw some of my neighbors out gardening and I happily waved to them when I saw them smile at me. 'Wow!' I thought to myself, 'it is such a gorgeous day and everyone seems to be in a good mood!' The trees were blowing gracefully in the beautiful breeze. Once I get to the bridge, I looked over the side and saw hobbit children by the river. They are having a blast skipping rocks, laughing, and playing tag. Even the sky seemed to glow with happiness as the puffy clouds danced and the sun shimmered in laughter. I arrived at the market just when it opened, so I got my journals and groceries faster than I thought. Since I had time to spare, I sat down under a huge willow tree and started writing in my new journal.
'June 8,
I think it is a good omen to wake up to nature as though it summoned me awake. Also, Bilbo seems to be in good spirits as well (not that he usually isn't). Hopefully the day goes on just as great as this morning and maybe I will get to go…'
"Hey! Give that back!" I screamed at Elijah, some bully who always makes fun of me.
"Why? Does it have secret love letters to your boyfriend? Oh wait! You don't have one. Maybe you have some other secrets I can tell the world!" Elijah taunted me.
Knowing that I can't outrun him, I quickly stomped on his bare feet as hard as I could. He yelped and dropped my journal. I leaped for it and started to run away, but he recovered and grabbed my foot to make me trip. Before I could even see what happened next, I heard Elijah freak out and run away. I slowly looked up and saw a man in grey robes and a large pointed hat.
"I think this is yours, Ilana Baggins." The strange man said and held out my journal. I eyed him skeptically, but slowly took my journal out of his hands.
"Umm… Thanks, but how do you know my name, sir?" I asked nervously, not knowing how he figured out my own name.
"Well, I happen to know the same hobbit who adopted you when you were a tiny baby. Actually, I just got done talking to Bilbo Baggins." The man answered.
"I don't quite know your name, sir"
"You can call me Gandalf."
"Hmmm… Are you the wizard with the, er… awesome fireworks?" I stuttered.
"Why of course! It was nice seeing you, Ilana, but I must be on my way. Good day!" Gandalf responded.
"Oh! Ok! It was erm… nice seeing you as well, sir, er… I mean Gandalf." I stammered because I hardly even knew this man. I gathered my bag and groceries and headed back home. 'Oops! I forgot to thank Gandalf for getting rid of that blasted Elijah. I hope he doesn't get upset…' I thought. Thankfully, I didn't run into Elijah again, and I ended up coming home before lunchtime, just as I told Bilbo.

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