Hi everyone again! sorry it took me so long to update, but i was on Christmas vacation and i didn't have any wifi. But, well in this time, I got to see the movie twice and more or less I know how I'm going to continue the story, the problem is that I went to see the movie in spanish so I may not have all the correct dialogues. Well, a lot of thanks to my lovely beta DONOVAN94 and thanks for the reviews, favorites and follows. Enjoy!

They had been searching for the door for eight hours now, Kalaana was tired and a sense of uneasiness had settled in her since the morning after she told her secret to Bilbo. Thankfully, he hadn't said anything to anyone and he hadn't pressed her into telling him more about her powers. The last thing she needed was stress, it only made her lose control of her powers, and she didn't want any dwarf grilled.

Her thoughts, not for the first time, led her to Kili and the others dwarves left behind in Lake-Town. Were they alrgiht? Had Kili's wound healed? She was concerned for the health of her friend, and she couldn't help but feel very guilty, she was the one who had to pull the lever in order to open the elf's gates. If she hadn't been so distracted by the battle, she could have easily avoided that arrow and Kili wouldn't have sacrificed himself for her. She was a walking danger, she shouldn't be here on this quest; she only served to spoil the mission and burn things.

"Everything okay?" Bilbo asked, patting her arm. She shuddered looking at anything but his face.

"I'm still feeling guilty. Kili didn't deserved that."

"You know it wasn't your fault. That damned orc shot the arrow not you. Kili wouldn't want you to feel pity for him."

She looked towards the huge mountain above them, meditating on his words.

"Yes, I know but, if it wasn't for me, Kili would still be here, along with the others, recovering their lost kingdom and remembering the good times. I hadn't any right to take that away from him and his brother."

"Neither had the orc who shot the arrow. Kalaana, nobody blames you for that. Not even Kili." They both looked back at Balin who had suddenly appeared behind them. He shot them a weak smile and gestured for them to continue their searching.

They were starting to become exasperated with finding that bloody door, when everyone heard Bilbo's shout.

"Up there!"

Kalaana smiled with excitement. Finally they could open the door, and marvel with all the shining treasures inside. Maybe there wasn't any dragon...

Dragon...

Shinig scales, sharp teeth, vibrant eyes...

Two dragons, one egg...

Then death.

Kalaana gasped and shut her eyes closed. What was that? A memory? She had dreamed with dragons before but never had she had such a mighty vision, and never had she had it when she was awake. She was confused, what did this mean? Probably nothing good, maybe it was a warning saying that there was a dragon inside the mountain, waiting for them. But the egg... that would only mean that there were more of them! Maybe Smaug was a female dragon!

No, that can't be, she reasoned, legends and tales had classified Smaug as a male dragon, the most powerful of all. And it was highly improbable that there were two dragons in that mountain. Male dragons, when it came to gold or mates, were enormously possessive and selfish. Smaug wasn't the exception: he wouldn't share his precious treasure with any other than himself.

Such childish behaviour, She thought.

Back on the door, everyone waited for the light of the sunset to illuminate the lock. They all waited, and waited. Kalaana could see everyone's face fall as time passed, and felt immense sorrow. The dwarves had been waiting for so long for this moment to arrive, it wasn't fair that their hopes were crushed...

Thorin looked to be the most broken of all of them. His kingdom, his heritage, his pride... all lost, and all for a selfish and cruel dragon. She suddenly felt the urge to snarl.

Where had this thought come from? She wondered.

Bilbo seemed to be the only one who tried to comfort and give them hope, when it was clear that there was nothing left.

Soon, one by one, the dwarves started to leave, until only Bilbo remained..

"But wait, we can't give up now!" protested Bilbo.

Nobody listened him. So he tried again but without success.

"Bilbo, stop. It's over." Kalaana said, putting a comforting hand on his shoulder, then followed the others. Well, at least the dwarves left behind wouldn't feel so abandoned; when they told them they hadn't found any lock.

Kalaana thought of Radagast and Gandalf, why weren't they here? Maybe they would have known where the lock was, but it didn't matter now, they had come too late. But again, why had Gandalf insisted so badly on her presence on this risky mission? What could she possibly do? Sure, she had great abilities as a wizard and also had the power of fire breathing, but how could she battle such a gigantic dragon with her small flames? It was suicide.

Bilbo's words resonated in her head: "I think your purpose on that mission is even bigger than mine," the only thing she hoped for was that that purpose wouldn't cost her life or any of her friends'.

"COME BACK! IT'S THE LAST AUTUMN'S MOON!"

Everyone ran, excited, towards the entrance, it seemed that despite all the odds they would get their kingdom back at last. It was almost emotional when the dwarves entered their long lost home, Kalaana wondered if she would be like that when she returned to her home, many months have passed and her animal friends must have missed her as much as she missed them.

In order to put an end to the mission as soon as possible, she entered the mountain, but a dizzying sensation shook her when she put a foot inside the entrance. No one seemed to notice, all of them too overwhelmed with emotion to pay her any attention.

She felt hot, hotter than ever before, so hot that she felt like she was sweating the seas. When she tried to brush the sweat off her temple with her right hand, she froze in absolute awe. They were not her hands, well, not her human hands. Her usually short nails were now claws that she betted could cut the hardest of metals, and now her arm and hand seemed to be covered in lavender scales. They were beautiful, she had to admit, and very shiny, like amethysts. Her senses had also improved, as she could now smell things that she couldn't smell before (and frankly, the dwarves were quite smelly) and her hearing had sharpened. The most amazing thing of all was that she wasn't bothered even a bit by this transformation, somehow it seemed right for her...

"Dear, are you alright?"

She was pulled from her thoughts by Balin, who looked concerned at her. Well, everyone looked concerned at her. She wondered if it was because of the scales and claws, but when she looked down at her arm it was normal, no scales or claws were left, only creamy human skin. Had she imagined it all?

"Y-yes, I'm just a bit nervous." She stammered.

"You should be, there could be a damned giant dragon inside that chamber." Dwalin told her harshly, why was he so angry all the time? It was weird, he was Balin's younger brother.

She stood in silence while Thorin explained about the Arkenstone, but when it was revealed that Bilbo was the one who had to enter to retrieve the gem, she couldn't kept her mouth shut.

"What?! Have you lost your mind? If there's really a dragon inside this mountain, he will be dead before he can scream! We can't let him go alone to the-"

"Enough of this nonsense! Bilbo will enter the throne room and retrieve the Arkenstone, because that's his role on this campaign!" Bellowed Thorin. Kalaana huffed in annoyance; stupid bossy dwarf who only thinks of his quest and nothing else, She thought.

"Don't worry for me, Kalaana. As Gandalf said hobbits are very sneaky and elusive. I'll be fine." Bilbo said smiling, although his smile didn't reach his eyes. He was utterly terrified, she could smell it, but in the end she decided to trust him, even if the mission went well or not.