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It was early morning when I was jolted awake by Balin. Too early for my liking but, I understood why we had to be up so early. I looked over the group curiously, most of the group looked as exhausted as I felt except for Gandalf and Thorin. I wasn't surprised by this though, what I was surprised by was that Bilbo was not among the company. Even though he protested about the subject, I still could see the spark of curiosity for adventure in his eyes. "Let's head out!" Thorin shouted over the group.

My eyes snapped to his and he gave me a fleeting look before disappearing through the door. I watched as everyone followed after him. Only Gandalf stayed behind with me. Gandalf gave a muffled groan before he passed something to me. I grabbed onto the paper he passed to me to see that it was the contract that Bilbo was suppose to sign. "Do you still think he will come?" I asked

"I believe so yes." Gandalf replied

I nodded my head and looked back down to the contract. "Well little one shall we head out?" Gandalf asked while he headed towards the door

I bit the inside of my cheek as I looked down the hall where Bilbo still slept. I gave a small sigh and I placed the contact on the table that sat in the hall with a quill on the page and ink on the corner. I gave one more look down the hall before I left with the rest.

~~HOBBIT~~

"Care to join in on our little wager Lady Arabelle?" Bofur asked as he rode up beside me and Ori

I looked back ahead of myself and replied, "First of all Bofur do not call me a lady that is something I have never been nor should be called. A lady is someone who lives the life of a house wife and has proper manners not someone who lives my life. Second of all Bell is just fine and what exactly is this wager?"

"Alright Bell we are making a little wager on if Mr. Baggins will be joining us on our journey."

I gave a small laugh at the silly wager but agreed anyways, "He will come, I am sure of it." I said with a sneaky smile

Bofur laughed and started to ride ahead but, not before calling back to me, "It's your money."

"I bet that he would show to Bell." Ori whispered to me

It was about ten minutes later when the small cry to wait could be heard. We all stopped moving and looked behind us. Then you could see Bilbo running down the opening of the forest with the contract fluttering behind him in his hands. "I signed it!" Bilbo stated with a smile

Balin reached over and grabbed the contract from Bilbo's hands. He took out his pocket glass and after inspecting it he rolled it up and said, "Everything appears to be in order. Welcome master Baggins to the company of Thorin Oakenshield."

I looked over to Thorin at the mention of his name and he seemed genuinely surprised that Bilbo actually came. Thorin looked up to meet my eyes and they immediately softened. "Give him a pony." Thorin ordered

"No, no, no, no that-that won't be necessary. Thank you but I-I'm sure I can keep up on foot. I've done my fair share of walking holidays you know. I even got as far as Frogmorton once-" Bilbo disputed

While Bilbo was talking our company started to move forward. I could hear Bilbo's cries in protest and I turned around to see that Fili and Kili had grabbed Bilbo and placed him on the pony despite his protests. I let out a small laugh and turned to face the front again. It wasn't long before the dwarves started to badger each other for the coin that they were owed. Me and Ori had a sack thrown at us and I looked up to the dwarf who threw it at me to see Thorin looking at me displeased. So the king himself had even bet on this little wager. I smiled to myself and tucked the coin bag away in one of the pockets I had hanging from my saddle. I excused myself from Ori and made my way towards Thorin. He nodded his head in acknowledgment before he asked, "Should you not be with Ori and the others?"

"I thought that maybe you might be lonely by yourself up here. Besides I'm curious about you." I told him

"What is there to be curious about?"

"Well, I have met many people that grew up in the life of royalty. None of which act the way you do. You hold yourself with respect and demand the same out of others. But, unlike others that respect was earned and worked hard for, you do not act like it was just given to you. Even though you hold this big responsibility on your shoulders you still seem to delve into the fun and games of the others. At the same time though, you hold a lot of pain and hate in your heart. It makes me curious as to what made you who you are today." I explained

"And you can tell all that from one day of knowing me?"

I gave him a small smile, "I am a very perceptive person. I notice things others don't for example," I told him as I searched his body for something out of place and my eyes fell on the clasp of his cloak, "Your clasp there, it's broken and it looks torn so I believe it is safe to assume that this is a cloak that you have had for many years, one that has seen many battles big and small."

He looked down to the cloak before his eyes met mine and he grumbled, "You should go back to Ori."

"If you say so. You know Thorin, another thing that separates you from other royalty...is that you choose not to show it and you treat the people you are close to with same respect and love that they show you. Even if you choose not to show that either."

I didn't give him the chance to reply and I rode back to Ori. As I turned around to face the front again, I couldn't help the small smile that came across my face. That should give him something to think about. Not even a few minutes later you could hear Bilbo's protests behind us. "No, no. Wait, wait stop! We have to turn around." Bilbo shouted at everyone

We all stopped and turned around. I realized that the reason why Bilbo sounded so close to me was because he was behind me accompanied by Gandalf. Bilbo looked panicked and Gandalf was the first to speak, "What on earth is the matter."

"I forgot my handkerchief." Bilbo said as if it was the most important thing in the world.

"Here use this." Bofur said as he tossed him a piece of his now ripped tunic

Bilbo caught it with obvious disgust and the rest of the dwarves laughed. "Move on." Thorin shouted at everyone

I sighed and reached behind me and pulled Bofurs makeshift handkerchief from Bilbo hands. I dropped it on the ground and reached behind me and pulled out an old handkerchief that I had picked up on a journey once. It was a dark green with a leaf embroidered on it. I turned back to Bilbo and passed it to him. "Thank you." he said politely

I nodded my head and before I could turn around Bilbo asked, "Are you going to want it back?"

I gave a shake of my head, "No, you can go ahead and keep that."

I wasn't sure whether he was serious about what he asked or not but, I wouldn't want it back anyways. That journey was one I wished to forget. "You will have to manage without pocket handkerchiefs and a good many other things Bilbo Baggins before we reach our journeys end. You were born in the rolling hills and little rivers of the shire but, home is now behind you. The world is ahead." Gandalf said

Gandalf was right, the road ahead would be much more dangerous then lost and forgotten items. If that was all I had to worry about this journey would be a lot easier and wouldn't require my help.

~~HOBBIT~~

We had camped out at a small cliff. Thorin was sleeping at the edge with a bolder, Bilbo was over with his pony and everyone else was camped near the fire. I was sitting close to the fire and I started to poke at the fire with a stick. I was just about to get up and make my bed roll so that I could sleep, when a shrill shriek of a close by orc filled the air. Thorin jolted awake and everyone around me seemed to still, awaiting another cry. "What was that?" Bilbo asked worriedly as he walked towards the fire.

"Orcs." Kili answered

"Orcs?" Bilbo asked confused

"Throat cutters, there will be dozens of them out there. The lowlands are crawling with them." Fili told him with a hint of amusement in his voice

I looked back down to the fire and chewed on my bottom lip. "They strike in the wee small hours, when everyone is asleep. Quick and quiet, no screams just lots of blood." Kili continued on with his brother

Bilbo looked around scared and the brothers started to snicker between each other. Thorins eyes that were wandering over the fire and his company now snapped to his nephews. He stood up and walked over to them, "You think that's funny? You think a night raid by orcs is a joke?" Thorin spoke harshly

"We didn't mean anything by it." Kili mumbled and his brother looked down ashamed

"No, you know nothing of the world." Thorin grumbled as he walked away.

"He is right you know...Orcs are nasty and vile things. They're gross, stink and have no mercy towards anyone including their own kind. They will attack you anytime of the day or night and sometimes they don't just kill you, some will eat you. And if you get in their way of completing a mission they will do anything and everything to stop you. Those are the type of things you can expect to possibly make an appearance. The farther we get from the Shire and other peaceful areas of the world the closer we are to danger. That is just something you must accept and know that as a guardian I will try to protect you from." I told Bilbo

Even though Bilbo looked absolutely terrified, he seemed a little more content with the information I gave him. I didn't believe in sugar coating things that just never accomplished anything. But, Bilbo's eyes seemed to follow Thorin's retreating figure. "Don't mind him laddie, Thorin has more cause than most to hate orcs." Balin explained and started to lead into the story that even I knew...the battle for Moria

I watched Thorins retreating figure and I felt a small pain in my heart. It wasn't until Bilbo spoke up after Balin had finished the story, that I had realized how long I had actually been watching Thorin. "But the pale orc? What happened to him?" Bilbo asked

"He slunk back into the hole from whence he came. That filth died of his wounds long ago." Thorin answered Bilbo question himself

I looked over to Gandalf who gave me a fleeting look before he looked away. We both knew of the rumors that surrounded the pale orc. The main one being that he never died there nor did he give up on his attempts to end the Durin line. "What is your story Bell?" Thorin asked me as he rejoined the group

I tore my eyes from Gandalf and bit my lip, deciding exactly what I should share and what I shouldn't. I decided that the truth was better than a lie and I started to poke at the fire once more "My story...I don't really have one if you must know. The earliest memory I have was when I was young when Gandalf found me. I was sitting on the front steps covered in blood, torn clothes and tears and my memories were gone. The blood was of my parents and some orcs that were found not far from my home. It took a while for me to even remember my name. So you could say that I don't exactly have a story or at least not one that I can remember. Gandalf has tried to help me for years to find out who my parents are. As you have all probably noticed, I'm not exactly a dwarf, elf or human. I have traits of a dwarf and an elf but, I am able to perform magic. Nothing extravagant yet, just the elements."

"Why don't you try to expand your use of magic?" Kili asked obliviously

"Because there is a mental block in my mind. one that every time that I try to surpass by trying something else, something more powerful...I black out. I cannot remember what happens but, most times I am violent, emotionless and destruct-full. Or at times that I have been able to control myself, I will pass out and be exhausted for days."

"I have told you before my child that you must continue to practice and push past the barrier that has been placed in your mind." Gandalf sympathized

I gave Gandalf a sharp look before I stood up and brushed the dirt from my legs. "Well, on that note I believe that it is time for me to go to bed, good night."

I took off before anyone could have a chance to ask anything else. My dreams were filled with the horrible nightmares as usual. I was only a child, I would see flashes of a man and woman, orcs, blood and as I would fall to my knees and cry a bright blue light would explode around me. Then I would see Gandalf coming towards me on my front steps.

~~HOBBIT~~

By the middle of the afternoon the clouds covered the sun and it was a complete downpour. I placed my hood over my head so that it covered my face and I focused on the road ahead of me. "Mr. Gandalf can't you do something about this deluge?" Dori asked

"It is raining master dwarf. It will continue to rain until the rain is done. If you wish to change the weather I suggest you find yourself another wizard." Gandalf told him

I let out a small laugh at his last statement. "Can you not do something about this Bell?" Dori asked me instead

"No, Dori I cannot. I may be able to control water but I cannot make it go away especially not in this amount. If I was to use it for anything I would not be able to do it for long and seeing as this is a dangerous journey I believe I should save my energy for more important things."

"Are there any?" Bilbo spoke up beside me after a minute

"What?" Gandalf asked

"Other wizards."

"There are five of us. The greatest of all is Saruman the white. Then there are the two blue wizards you know, I have quite forgotten their names." Gandalf trailed off

"And who is the fifth?" Bilbo asked

"Radagast the brown. Wonderful wizard, a little quirky. He prefers the company of animals to humans and some people do not see him in the same light as me and Gandalf." I answered

"Is he a great wizard then or is he more like you Gandalf?" Bilbo asked

Gandalf's face fell and he looked slightly offended by Bilbo's comment but answered him anyways "I think he is a very great wizard, in his own way. He is a gentle soul and as Arabelle explained enjoys the company of animals to others. He keeps a watchful eye over the vast forest lands to the east and a good thing to, for always evil will look to find a foothold in this world."

Silence fell over the group again and I took the opportunity to look around us at the quiet forest. You never knew what could be learking around the corner.

~~HOBBIT~~

We rode for what seemed like hours with very little breaks in between. The sun was starting to set when Thorin declared that we were going to make camp at an abandoned farmhouse that was left in ruins. I still sat on Adagio and looked over to the ruins, I barely noticed that both Thorin and Gandalf went into the ruins. There was something about this place...something I couldn't quite put my finger on. I wasn't entirely sure that I even wanted to know what it was, seeing as the feeling that crept up my spine made me shiver and goose bumps caressed my skin. I felt like it was drawing me into it, almost as if it was calling out to me. I blinked in surprise and went for my sword when I felt something tugging on my cloak. I had completely forgotten that I was in the company and not on my own. Ori had been the one to pull on my cloak and he was watching me with worried eyes. I released my sword so it slid back into place and started to dismount Adagio. The whole time my eyes barely left the ruins. I dragged my eyes over to a still worried Ori and I slapped a hand to his back. I barely got the words thank you out when I could hear Bilbo's frantic voice calling out to Gandalf, "Everything alright? Gandalf where are you going?"

Gandalf glanced behind him and spoke rather harshly, "To seek the company of the only one around here who's got any sense."

I tore my eyes from the scene and looked back to the ruins of the farmhouse. Thorin stood watching Gandalf leave with his arms crossed over his chest. "Who's that?" Bilbo asked

"Myself Mr. Baggins! I've had enough of dwarves for one day." Gandalf snapped

I don't believe that he meant to snap at Bilbo like he did but, he was the only one pestering Gandalf. I felt sorry for the hobbit, I had met that same anger many times as a child. It was never fun being on the receiving end of it. I looked back to Ori and offered him a small smile. The dwarves continued on with what they were doing previously and I started to remove my things from Adagio. Bilbo rushed over to me and started to speak even more panicked than before, "Is he coming back?"

I sighed and stood up to face the worried hobbit. I placed my hand on his shoulder and gave it a reassuring squeeze. "Yes Bilbo he will come back. He just needs to let off some steam before he takes it out on one of us. Until then we will continue on and he will find us when he is ready."

Bilbo didn't look completely satisfied with my answer but, nodded his head and walked off. I finished pulling my things from Adagio when Kili came up to me. "Here Bell let me take him from you and place him with the other horses."

I gave Adagio a soft pet of his fur before I allowed Kili to take him. It wasn't until Kili had taken off with Adagio that my eyes caught the ruins once more. Ori was the one once more to pull me away from my thoughts and after a second glance in the farmhouse direction, I walked away with Ori.

~~HOBBIT~~

The stones and pieces of wood felt cold against my finger tips. The eerie silence that echoed around me was almost chilling to the bone. It was almost as if I felt alone in the shambles of the home. I could barely hear the dwarf's laughter behind me or the crickets that surrounded me. It did not seem as if there was a light or a soul in this home. As I stepped further into the room images started to flash across my visions. Images of a little girl with long fiery red hair blowing behind her as two other children chased after her. It wasn't long before the broken farmhouse was built back into its original form. I looked around me a little shocked, there were no dwarves, no gloomy darkness and no cold stones. In fact there was a warm fire going in the corner. I could once more see the children running around me but, it was almost as if I was none existent to them. I took another look around me but, saw no one but the three children around me. The other little girl that was with them bore bright blonde hair and as the little girl looked over to me I saw they were the exact same eyes as I had. The three children ran about chasing each other, their giggles filling the air.

It seemed as if they were in there own blissful paradise, that was until the screams echoed around the room. I looked alarmed at the door that lead to the outside and watched as the children ran out the door. Except for the blonde child, she stopped shy of the door. I turned fully towards the door so I could see the outside. I realized quickly as to why she had stopped. There was a troll tearing through the fields and a woman lay bleeding on the ground. The other two children ran over to the woman screaming and crying out for her. I heard the groan of pain from the troll and when I looked over I could see a big and burly man wielding an ax with intricate designs on it and a woman with the same hair as the child who stood in front of me. I was completely focused on them. The man was attacking the troll at the base focusing mainly on the feet. The woman on the other hand danced around the troll shooting him with arrows. She was so graceful as she jumped up the troll until she rested at his neck. It was over just as fast as it began, the woman pulled a knife from around her leg and drove it deep within the trolls head.

As the troll tumbled to the ground I could hear a small whimper coming from in front of me. I looked down to the little girl to see that she was covering her ears with her small hands and her eyes were shut tight. She started to back up until she fell onto her knees. The woman and man from earlier came barging into the home. I heard a scream come from the little girl and before I had the chance to look back over at her a blinding blue light exploded around me. When the light came, the images around me disappeared and I found that I was still completely alone in the cold ruins of the farmhouse. "Are you alright?" A deep voice asked from behind me

Or at least I thought I was alone. I turned around to see Thorin leaning against one of the standing pieces of wood. I scrunched my eyebrows as I took another look around me, "I will be fine." I replied

"That look in your eyes tells me that it isn't nothing." He stated calmly

"You're right but that is for me to tackle on my own. Your mission is first and most important."

He looked down to the ground almost as if he was ashamed, "If you are part of the company then I must make sure that you are well."

"If I am being a burden you can just let me know." I stated.

My anger was starting to show and I watched his eyes meet my own, he looked at me with surprise. "I never said you were a burden but, I do believe that there is something wrong and as a member of my company, I would like to know if you are alright. I take care of my own."

"But, I'm not a part of your kin now am I? I thought I was just a woman to you." I said sharply

I instantly bit back my words when I saw the hurt on his face. He pushed off of the piece of wood he was leaning on and walked over to me. "Yes you are a woman but, you are not the average woman now are you? After I heard about your story, I knew that you knew what this journey would mean to everyone of us."

I sighed and plopped down onto the ground and to my surprise so did Thorin. I pulled my knees to my chest. "I'm sorry. My past is a very touchy subject...I'm slowly starting to remember bites and pieces of my past. But, the more I learn the more confused that I am."

"Have you remembered your parents?"

"No...or at least I do not believe so. There are times when I believe that I remember them but, then someone else comes along."

We were quiet for a few minutes before I spoke up again, "Can I ask you something?"

I looked over to him and when he nodded his head I continued, "Why is reclaiming Erebor so important to you?"

"Well it is my home." He said obviously

"That's not what I mean. Erebor...it's just a place you live, a place you grow up in. To you it's also your kingdom. But, you will always be known as the last King under the Mountain. I was sixteen when I left Gandalf the first time and found my way to my parent's home. I thought it would help seeing as it was a place that was once was filled with love and with my parents but, there was something missing. In fact it wasn't long after I spent a few years with Radagast the brown. When I had left to return to my home there was something I realized. It isn't the place that makes it a home nor is it the place you grew up. It is the people you surround yourself with...the people you come to love and think of as kin. Without them it's just an empty and cold place to call your own."

He nodded his head and we sat there staring at the stars, in complete silence. Thorin clapped a hand to my shoulder and said "Well Arabelle let us head back to the others. I'm sure Bofur is done with supper."

I smiled at him and stood with him. I didn't know what it was but I didn't mind hearing my full name escape his lips. I stared at Thorins back as we walked down the hill back to the dwarves. He was the only man to get so much information out of me in so long...this feeling it was strange. When we arrived Bilbo was on his way to give Fili and Kili some food. I decided that I wanted to check up on Adagio and went with him. We walked in silence until we saw the backs of the brothers. I frowned at the site in front of me, which was the same thing the boys were staring at as well. There was a tree that was on the ground that looked uprooted almost. "What's the matter?" Bilbo asked

I walked forward to the tree and crouched in front of it. "We're supposed to be looking out for the ponies." Kili said

"Only we have encountered a slight problem." Fili continued

"We had seventeen-" Kili continued

"Now there's fourteen." Fili finished

I stood up panicked and started to search through the horses, "Daisy, Bungo and Adagio are missing." Kili told us

My jaw clenched in anger, no one took my horse or at least if they wanted to see the next day. "Well that's not good, not good at all. Shouldn't we tell Thorin?" Bilbo asked

I turned to face them and realized that Bilbo was standing in between them and was holding the bowls in his hands. "Uh, no let's not worry him. As our official burglar and guardian we thought maybe you would like to look into it." Fili stuttered

I rolled my eyes at the reluctance to bring in Thorin. I could understand why they were reluctant but, still. "The tree," I pointed behind me, "It has been uprooted which means that something big tore through here."

"That was our thinking." Kili said with a chuckle

Filis face lit up and pointed behind me, "Hey, there's a light! Over here, stay down!" Fili said excitedly and took off

We all crouched as we ran to keep up with them. You could hear the rumbles of laughter and light banter as we peaked over a log. "What is it?" Bilbo asked

"Trolls." Kili replied

My eyes narrowed into slits as I watched the nasty troll walk away with two different horses in his arms. I was the first to take off after him and I hid behind a tree as I watched the troll set the horses down in a cage. The others quickly joined me in hiding. "He's got Myrtle and Minty! I think they are going to eat them, we have to do something." Bilbo said with determination

"Yes you should, mountain trolls are very slow and stupid and you're so small." Kili suggested

"N-n-no." Bilbo stuttered out

"They'll never see you." Kili suggested

"No, no, no-" Bilbo denied

"It's perfectly safe and we will be right behind you. And you will have Bell as well." Kili cut him off

"If you run into trouble, hoot twice like a barn owl, once like a brown owl." Fili suggested

I rolled my eyes at the boy's persistence to not get involved. The brothers pushed Bilbo out before he could say another word, I had to step out to pull Bilbo lower to the ground. Bilbo was mumbling Fili's instructions to himself but he got them mixed up. He turned to face where the brothers were to find that they were no longer there. "Cowards." I whispered

I tugged Bilbo's arm and pulled him towards the pony. I looked around the gate to see that it was tied on both ends. I pointed to the other side of the gate and instructed, "I will be right back okay? I have to go cut the other side. See if you can work this one free."

Bilbo nodded his head, panic written in his eyes. I gave him a small pat on the shoulder and worked my way around to the other side. I had to avoid the swing of one of the trolls hand and I fell onto my stomach. I looked back at Bilbo to see him watching me intently. I pulled my body around the wooden gate and looked back to the trolls to see if they had caught me at all. They were still continuing on with their stupid banter and I looked up to see Adagio beside me. I gave her a quick pat and words of reassurance before I started to cut away at the rope. The rope was pretty thick and all I had on me was my knife that was hidden in my cloak and the knife in my boot. They were both pretty sharp but, not like my sword. Unfortunately that sword was at camp because this was not part of the plan. I was all but hacking away at the rope when I saw Bilbo walking towards the one troll who had a blade in his cloth. I was panicked and tried to signal Bilbo to go back but, he ignored my signals and continued on. My heart was pounding as I watched him go to the troll. I wanted to run out there to protect him but, that wasn't going to do us any good. I had to stifle a laugh when I watched the troll crouch and scratch his butt right in front of Bilbo's face. That was soon over as Bilbo went to reach for the blade once more. Just as I thought he had it the troll sneezed and went to grab something behind him. He grabbed Bilbo instead and sneezed onto him. "Blimey, Burt! Burt! Look what's come out of my hooter, legs and everything!" The troll with the blade exclaimed

"What is it?" One of the other trolls asked

"I don't know but I don't like the way it wiggles around!" The one with the blade freaked as he threw Bilbo to the ground

I stood crouched and panicked. Bilbo jumped up immediately and his eyes dashed to mine. "What are you then? An over sized squirrel?" The third troll asked while he pointed a knife at him

"I am a burglar-ah I mean hobbit."

"A burglar hobbit." The one with the blade exclaimed

"Can we cook it?" The third troll asked

"We can try!" The one with the blade stated

I ran out then and threw the blade in my hand at his leg before the troll could manage to move. He shouted as I ran by him, I ripped my blade from his leg and ran in front of Bilbo. "If you know what is good for you, you will turn around now!" I shouted with my blade pointed at them

I knew that even with magic I wouldn't be able to take on three trolls on my own but, maybe I could distract them enough for me and Bilbo to escape, or at least Bilbo. The third troll looked offended and said, "Get 'em!"

"Your funeral." I said simply

I pushed Bilbo away and drew my hand up towards the fire. I pulled my hand backwards so the fire came towards me and I pushed it towards the three trolls. I continued to run with Bilbo, trying to escape the trolls as they stomped around screaming at one another. We were just reaching the forest when something grabbed onto both of us and pulled hard. I hit the ground with my face and from the impact I dropped my one blade. I was dragged backwards and hung in the air. I was twirled around to face the troll who looked enraged at me. This was going to be a tricky situation to get out of. The troll took a deep breath in and roared at me in his anger. I pushed my arms in front of my face to protect myself from the stuff that came flying from his mouth and the horrible stink that followed.