Summary: Getting "kidnapped" by Gandalf to Middle-earth was not Emilia´s future plans, neither was it finding out three things Gandalf said she would by the end. One: She was more than a simple witch. Two: Love. Three: Someone she rather wanted to be dead.

Chapter 1

To my love

You once asked me to know what happened, the days after the accident and how I became a part of this world, and how things turned out the way it did. I know you haven´t forgiven me, even you desperately try to show it, but I know you. You haven´t forgiven me for doing what I did, but I did it for the best. Or what I maybe thought was the best. But you knew this world better than I did, so I do not regret it. Not for once.

Our biggest argument, in the cell, really did show how I felt, and I still do. But I love you with my whole heart; there is no one, except for you-know-who, that I love more than you. You will live on in this world; you were always the bravest, the wisest, and the more beautiful. So maybe that is why the world or the Gods know what, did let you be who you truly are.

The reason I give you my Book of Shadow, and through a messenger, not giving it to you myself. Because I know you. When you´re reading this letter, you´ve already set your mind by going to visit. But I´m afraid it will be too late.

This book has not only spells, but also my story that I want you to have. You have to read this before you go on that horse and check on me. It does not show my point of view, but also another one. More like a third person, if you know what I mean.

I hope you know what you have to do when it comes about the future, I will not be there. I will be too old, but you, my dear, can still change the future for the greater good.

I love you, E and nothing will ever change that.

xXx

Thorin turned to Gandalf the Grey. He crossed his arms over his chest, looking up at the wizard. "So," he began. "Where is the fifteen member of this Company?" Few Dwarves walked closer to hear what was been said, they were all interested in the fifteen member. "He better not be late, for we are leaving early tomorrow."

"You have nothing to worry about, Thorin Oakenshield," Gandalf said. He took forth five white candles and placed them in a circle on the floor. With that, Thorin had everything to worry about.

"Don´t say it will be another Hobbit," Thorin said. "For this one is not planning on joining us." The wizard lit the candles.

"Now, I suggest no one to step into the circle," Gandalf said to the Dwarves. "Or I may not know what will happen to her."

"Her?" Thorin said with rage in his eyes.

…

"Hear my voice, hear my cry, the spirits from the other side," the girl said. She looked at the circle before her. She had placed five candles with five different colours in a circle. She did not sit in it, for the circle was not meant for her. The fire on the candles was long and tense.

"Hear my voice, hear my cry, the spirits from the other side," she repeated. "I summon thee, to the world of the living. Let-" She stopped when she saw the whirlwind in the circle. She smiled. It´s working, it´s working! She repeated the words and the whirlwind got stronger and stronger.

Her dark red hair flew in every direction as she tried to keep it steady. She saw something in the wind. "Emma?" She asked. No, it was not her she saw. For she saw multiple figures. She heard a familiar meow and she gasped. "No, Nana!" She called out as she saw her black cat with white paws go into the circle. She jumped after her cat, trying to catch her. First it felt like she was falling, and it was no end to it.

She felt nothing else but numb. She found out she sat on her knees again, just as she did in the park. But it was not grass under her, but rather a wooden floor. She opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was a green round door. She was in somebody home. Her cat meowed in her arms.

"Great, Nana, look what you´ve done," the girl said. "Now you got us into a mess. We´re in someone´s home!" The girl stood up, brushing off the dirt from her black pants. "If you just stayed home." Someone cleared throats behind her and she slowly turned around. She took a step back and looked at them. "Oh…. Crap."

"Eh…" She said. She rolled her eyes for her being nervous. "I think…" She looked at the five candles she was in. These were not hers.

"Ah, Miss Emilia Taylor," the tall man said. She looked at him confused. "I am Gandalf the Grey. I have been expecting you." Her jaw dropped.

"Is this the witch?" One said and stepped forward. "A girl?" Emilia looked at him, she saw he was not very pleased. She took her hands on her hips.

"And? Got a problem with women?" She asked. She looked at Gandalf and laughed nervously. "I´m not sure what prank this is, but… Send me home please." Gandalf smiled warmly to her.

"Oh, I can´t do that," the wizard said. He was surprised how well she took this, as this was a normal day for her, being summoned to another world.

"Excuse me?" She asked. "You don´t want to send me home?"

"I don´t have power enough for that, my dear," Gandalf said. Emilia sighed and looked the men before her. They were taller than her, but Gandalf were a lot taller. She thought they looked a lot like Dwarves, but she must be mistaken. "Ah. Miss Emilia Taylor, this is Thorin Oakenshield. The leader of our Company." She looked at Thorin.

"She is not joining us!" Thorin said. "I don´t want a woman in our Company." She looked at him confused.

"An woman?" She asked. Thorin ignored her, not wanting to discuss this with her. She turned to Gandalf. "He´s right! I don´t want to be here, and how the hell did I get here?"

"I summoned you here, Miss," Gandalf said. "But you have nothing to worry about." He smiled to her. Emilia looked around.

"So where is here? And you´re a giant," she stated. The Dwarves looked at her weird.

"He´s no Giant, Miss," one of the younger Dwarves said. "He´s a wizard. You´re the short one, well, like us. But you have no facial hair, and your feet says you´re not a Hobbit." Emilia looked back at Gandalf.

"You shrink me?" She asked. She saw that the wizard thought this was amusing. "First you kidnap me from my own world and then you decide, hey! How about shrink her to piss her off?" She took a deep breath to calm herself.

"Miss Emilia," Gandalf said. "I did not know how you would be when entering this world. But I can assure you that this is not just my fault." She looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "For this to work, for me to summon you to this world, it needed a lot of power from me. But as I feel fine now, I do believe you did something in your world." She stared blankly at the old wizard. "Something to do with summoning."

Emilia took her cat up to having something to hold on to. "All right, yes, but, I do not want to talk about it," she said. "Why am I here?"

"She does not know?" Thorin asked Gandalf.

"I wouldn´t ask that if I did," she commented.

"Miss Taylor, you´re here to help the Company of Thorin Oakenshield to slay a dragon and retake Erebor," Gandalf said. "The home of the Dwarves." She stopped playing with her dark red hair and looked at the Dwarves. The Dwarves looked at her, to see if she showed any sign of fainting. "I picked you, because you are a powerful witch." She laughed nervous again.

"Oh, uh…" She dropped her cat on the floor and looked at her circle. She saw she had her sack here; she took out a book from it. A black book and went through the pages. "Great…. I did not write down a single spell on how to return to my own world!" She shrieked. "Why did you bring me here? I mean me?" She panicked. "No, no, no, no. This is all but a mistake, a joke." She began pacing back and forth. She looked at them all. They all looked serious.

"Are you all right, lass?" The oldest one said. She nodded.

"I need to get out of here!" She said and went out through the door.

Bilbo Baggins, the owner of this Hobbit hole, gave Emilia a bowl of soup and something to drink. While Thorin talked with Gandalf and Balin. "I´m not sure what your plan is," Thorin said. "But I am not dragging a witch, an enemy on this quest, a girl who have no idea how to fight either."

"You don´t need to drag her with you and she is not an enemy, Thorin Oakenshield," Gandalf said. "In her world she was just a part of the men. That she is now shorter, maybe an accident." Thorin and Balin looked at the wizard, they knew he had something to do with this. "Beside, she is a witch, a powerful witch. She is handling this situation better than I thought she would be. Trust me on this." Thorin looked at Emilia that sat on the dining table with the Hobbit.

"Fine, we do it your way."

"Thanks," Emilia said when Bilbo gave her the bowl of soup. "So, what are you?" She asked. Bilbo looked at her.

"I am a Hobbit," he said proud. "Bilbo Baggins is my name." She looked at the Dwarves that were around the house.

"And they are Dwarves?" She asked. He nodded. "And Gandalf is a wizard? A bloody wizard…" Bilbo smiled. "What are they all doing in your house?" She had already eaten up half the soup.

"Gandalf wants me to join their quest," Bilbo said. "To be their burglar." He chuckled. "I´m a Baggins of Bag End. We don´t go on just dangerous journeys."

"Then what am I doing here?" She asked. Bilbo looked at her confused. "I mean, they want my help, but…"

"It looks from my point of view that you´re going to slay the dragon." Emilia looked at Gandalf. He was talking with Thorin and Balin.

"He wants me to slay the dragon?" She asked. She slammed her hands in the table too hard while she stood up. She walked over to Gandalf just as Thorin and Balin left. "You want me to slay the dragon?" She asked. Gandalf sighed, he had just finished arguing with Thorin and Balin about her. "I´m just a bloody witch!"

"A powerful one," he corrected. She calmed down.

"No, I´m not Gandalf. I´m just a simple witch that can barely do any magic. I even hardly believe I am in Middle-earth," she said. "I read one book of this quest and that is years ago," she mumbled to herself. "I don´t remember half of what will happen."

"Miss Emilia." She stopped her mumbling and looked at the wizard. "You are powerful, even you may not know it. But I have faith in you."

"Are you sure I fit for this?" She asked. He smiled to her.

"Yes," he said. "And I do believe you will find something in the end of this Quest, maybe three things. But the Dwarves don´t thinks you will fit for this, unless they get to know you. I know you want to prove them otherwise." She smiled and looked down on the ground. She did.

"But my cat too?" She asked.

"Now that was an accident." She chuckled. "Your cat will be taken good care of here in the Shire. The Hobbits love all things that grow and animals, like your cat." They both turned to the other rooms when they heard Nana meow in panic.

Emilia walked over to the rooms with a fireplace. "Ah, damn it," Kili said. Fíli and Kili almost stepped on the cat.

"That cat is everywhere!" Fíli said. Nana spotted her owner and jumped in the safety of Emilia´s arms.

"Are those Dwarves being mean to you?" Emilia asked Nana, she agreed. The Dwarf brothers sighed. "What are you two doing with my cat?" She asked them.

"Not our fault," Kili said. "That cat can´t see where she´s going." She waved what he said off and walked to another room. "I don´t think that cat likes us, brother."

"Of course he doesn´t like you," Fíli teased. "You should be glad it´s not a dog or worse, a Warg."