A/N: Ooh, the Orc's are chasing them!

Disclaimer: Not mine.

Your feet pound against the ground, and your breath is coming in deep, laboured breaths, and you know that if Thorin was to let go of your hand you would fall. You're glad he doesn't. If anything he holds on tighter when he notices you faltering behind the group.

Searing pains rush up your leg, and you squeak and Thorin suddenly stops. But a moment later, you're both moving again. Oh yeah, that's right, he's picked you up.

Daring a glance behind you, you scream as you see one of those wolf-monster things nearing the company, an Orc on it's back roaring obscenities at the lot of you. You duck as it throws a dagger, even though it wasn't aiming for you. You wince as it nips Kili's shoulder embeds itself in a tree not too far away.

Thorin chucks you off of his shoulder, glaring at you.

"Stay here."

You reach out to protest, you could help him. You shake your head as you realise the truth. You couldn't. No, no you couldn't.

You watched as Thorin took out two Orc's with one quick slash of his sword and stabbed an Orc that was about to hit Kili form behind. You watched Gandalf blast magic from his staff, blowing back Orcs that surrounded him, and sighed. They all had some sort of special talent in this group, something that made them unique, whereas you were just the witchling granddaughter of the grey wizard, who couldn't do magic for the life of her. Apart from your little scene earlier on, you hadn't even been able to change anything ever before.

You watched with hitched breath as Dwalin killed the last remaining Orc of the troupe and as Balin killed the wolf-thingy that it sat on. They both fell to the ground, almost collapsing on Nori, who jumped out of the way, glaring at a grinning Dwalin and Balin.

The dwarfs stood in a group, all apparently unharmed, apart from a few nicks and scrapes here and there. However they appeared elated from the fight and you watched, amused, as Thorin gave Fili and Kili a firm pat on their backs, causing them to fall forward, grabbing onto each other for support, and grinning manically at Thorin, who watched with a smirk at his nephews.

You stepped out from behind the tree, and everyone's gaze flickered to you as you walk over to the cluster of people. They all look at you with an unimpressed gaze, and quickly look away, noticing your discomfort.

Later that night, you're sitting by yourself on a log around a fire that the other dwarfs are crowded around, sharing bowls of soup and shouting and laughing rather loudly. You, in turn, sip from your own broth and murmur in appreciation as the hot liquid slides down your throat.

"So, Y/N, what did you think of the fight earlier on?"

Fili asks, directing his and everyone else's attention towards you. He flexed his muscles and you choke lightly on your food as he wiggles his eyebrows at you. It takes everything in you not to reply with some sort of sassy comment. Instead you shiver, and wrap your arms around yourself. They all notice.

"Are you cold?" Kili looks at you with raised eyebrows.

"Of course she is, she's practically in her underwear!"

You glare at Dori for that comment.

"It's true lass, here, use my coat and warm up a little bit, okay?"

You give Bombur a soft smile and nod in response, wrapping his warm, and slightly smelly, furry coat around yourself and go in for another spoonful of broth before sighing, noticing the quiet, and seeing all of the dwarfs eyes staring at you quizzically. Apart from Thorin. He was nowhere to be seen.

"So, are you in your underwear?" You sigh at Kili as he looks at you with, wide, pleading eyes and a cute little dimple appears in his cheek.

"No." You reply shortly.

"Well then what are you in?" Thorin's deep voice rumbles across the clearing and you look up to meet his gaze with wide eyes, taking in his form as he steps out of the woods and into the clearing where you had all made camp.

"My running kit."

"Your running kit?" Thorin's eyes narrow in disbelief.

"That is what I said, yes."

You raise your eyebrows at him, and smirk as a chorus of 'Ooohs' come up from the surrounding dwarfs. You smile, noticing your grandfather grinning knowingly at you, winking and then turning away.

"Excuse me, do not be rude, for you are in the company of Thorin, king in ex-"

You interrupt him, silencing him with a hand and a laugh.

"I know, I know."

"Good."

He plants a hand of your shoulder and stares into your eyes. You do the same. He looks at you with narrowed eyes, and lets out a deep throaty chuckle, and turns on his heel to disappear into the shadows again.

He leaves you with a warm, yet cold, feeling and you notice frost creeping up around where your sitting. You stand up suddenly, and you feel as though your blood has frozen. It was just, just the way he had touched you.

You roll your eyes at yourself, and sit back down, willing for the frost to disappear now, and not to return unexpectedly again. To your surprise it does disappear, and you smile, glad at happily having a reign on your magic. Gandalf sees this and smiles. You notice but wonder where he is going when he follows Thorin off into the shadows. Something bugs you to go follow them, but you don't. Instead you focus your attention back on the company who are looking at you with expectant gazes.

All of a sudden, they all flex their muscles, and you are reminded by the current question at hand.

You look at them with one raised eyebrows.

"To answer your question, the battle was very impressive. You can all stop flexing now because as much as it's, um, enjoyable, it's kind of distracting."

You start off confident but fade out with a heated blush and a red face.

Fili and Kili jump up, high five and sit back down again.

"They are impressive, aren't they!?" Kili grins at you.

"Very good, I understand how they can be distracting at some times." Fili grins at you, then back to Kili, then back to you.

You roll your eyes at them, and bend back down to reach for your (now cold) bowl of unfinished broth.

You hear a whoop, and look up.

Fili and Kili are both staring at you.

"Nice rack you got there, Y/N!"

They yell at the same time, licking their lips at you and wiggling eyebrows in time to their tongues.

You try not to be turned on yet slightly horrified at the sight and instead stare at them with a passive look on your face, ignoring the laughter of the other dwarfs and looking up into the night sky.

"Is everything okay here?" Thorin's voice cut thought the tension and you winced at the angry tone of his voice. You looked back to the group to see Thorin standing behind Kili and Fili, gripping their shoulders in a vice-like grip that must hurt. They bow their heads and look slightly scared.

"Y/N?" He looks at you.

"E-Everything is fine."

"All right...If you say so." His disbelieving stare was sent your way, and you gulp. He still gives warning glares to Fili and Kili, who shrink at the scolding look.

You sign, and then smile. You might just fit in.

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