Me: Hellooooo readers! Today Bilbo here *gestures to Bilbo* will be doing our disclaimer, and guess what! He actually volunteered to do it! I didn't have to threaten him or anything!*Dances happily*
Bilbo:*stares* Anyway, Sweetheartcat5 does not own The Hobbit, or PotC.
Me:*stops dancing* Ah ha! I knew I was forgetting something! Thank you for reminding me, Billy!
Bilbo: Um, it's Bilbo.
Me: Today's quote is from Pirates of the Caribbean, I bet you can't find it! *starts dancing again*
Bilbo: *backs away slowly*
Elrond: Shouldn't we've made it to the exit by now?
Savanah: Your stuck till the end of her stories, you have to hide till then if you want to avoid her.
Thorin: How do you know? *eyes Savanah suspiciously*
Savanah: I'm her OC remember. *gives Thorin duh look* If she catches you, it wasn't me.
Legolas: It wasn't me either. *glances at me*
Me: Now, what happened to Leggy and Savanah...


I looked around my new location with interest and quickly deduced that my dream had taken me to Mirkwood. What really bugged me was that this wasn't as blurry as my usual dreams were. But I figured that I was in a coma or something due to stress and so my brain was taking me to where I could relax. So I spent the next few "months" following random elves around, avoiding guards, sneaking into council meetings (when I wanted to know what was going on, or was bored), and generally having a great time. One "day" when I was particularly bored, and spying on King Thrandy in the throne room a dwarf was shoved toward his royal highness that looked suspiciously famillier. The two heated exchanged words as elves and dwarfs usually do and I soon discovered WHY he looked famillier, he was Thorin oakenshield. And let me tell you he is amazing and I mean that in the worst and best way. I'm not making any sense am I? He is amazingly stubborn and ….stupid…. But at the same time he is amazingly gorgeous. If you don't understand I really can't explain it any other way. Of course this is my dream Thorin… That sounded so possessive, I mean that he's my version of him not that he's mine that goes the same for everyone else I describe dreamily. Pun intended.

Anyway, where was I? Oh yes, spying on two of Hobbit fangirl's seven main male favorite Hobbit characters.
Right, Thrandy threw Thory into the dungens with all his dwarf friends. Thrandy sulked off to his chambers (I'm assuming) Yada, yada, yada. After that little fiasco, I snuck down to the dungens to watch the elves chase the soon to be escaping dwarves. I didn't have to wait long and soon I was watching in amusement as Bilbo took charge of the dwarves and ushered them to the barrels. Bilbo successfully got the dwarves out and started to try and find his way out, as to drunk elves nearby started to wake. I decided to help and let him see me for a moment, right before I pulled the lever he had used moments before. He stared dumbfound at me as he slid back into the river, I gave a short wave before scampering to my hiding place as the guards rushed into the room, just in time to see the trapdoor close.
Luckily, no one spotted me and I was able to sneak off to follow Tauriel and Legolas, there was no way I was going to miss Leggy dwarf surf.


I really shouldn't have gone to watch, now I want to dwarf surf, though it's more than likely that I would end up in the river. Oh, and this is my most favorite dream ever, I managed to get in and out of the palace without being seen!


I was in the interrogation room watching that gruesome scene, personally I would prefer not to describe it, it was the same as the movie anyway. Right, so Leggy went after Tauriel, who I discovered with some spying, saw Kili as nothing more than a little brother. Of course if you had heard what I heard between Thranduil and Turiel you could have figured that out without having to eavesdrop. Anyway, by now I had decided to ignore Gandalf's warning and save me some Durins. It's my dream isn't it? What is WITH me and sounding possessive of fangirl idols today!? After raiding the kitchens, I took off down stream toward the lonely mountain.


It took longer than I expected to get to Lake Town, because when I arrived, low and behold Smaug the terrible was flying toward the town from the mountain. He seemed a bit smaller than in the movies, maybe I ran out of dream space. Spying out the area I spotted boats from Lake Town headed to the shore and decided to go there since there wasn't really anything I could do to save the Durins till the battle about a dream week from now. I decided to help the survivors, and possibly drown Alfrid...That would be helpful, right?


When I arrived at the refugee camp, I started looking for the leader to see what I could do to help. Turns out that Bard was in charge already, he directed me to where there was some women handing out supplies. I took over for the most tired, a pregnant woman who looked as if she would collapse any minute, she nodded her head in thanks and handed me the pile of blankets she had been distributing. Before long, I noticed Kili and Tauriel saying their goodbyes and stiffened when Legolas turned his curious eyes on me. Luckily, before he could come question me, a messenger from Mirkwood arrived and claimed his attention. I quickly slipped away with the excuse I was looking for more blankets and hurried off. It may be MY dream, but there were things I was unwilling to do. Talking to "Pointy eared elvish princlings" as Gimili so eloquently put it, was one of them, even in dreams.


Legolas's POV

I was approaching Tauriel and the dwarf stiffly as they said their farewells when a cloaked figure handing out blankets caught my eyes. It looked suspiciously like the being that had been sneaking around Mirkwood for the past several months, but we had been unable to catch. The figure visibly stiffened as I looked toward it, but otherwise made no other indication that it knew I was watching it.


Savanah's POV
I snuck through the camp in the direction of Erebor. I wanted to avoid confrontation, since it was likely Gandalf would find out, that was to avoided at all costs even if that meant waking up. Dream or not, Gandalf is scary when he wants to be. I still need to deliver a message though...I guess I'll stay here for now, question is: What do I do untill then?


I watched quietly as Bard greeted Thranduil at Dale's front gate, it was almost time, then I can go wait at Ravenhill. My eyes scanned over the crowd, keeping a look out for anyone who might approach me.
"You are quite good at disappearing." I jumped and turned to face the voice, Legolas...figures. I shrugged indifferently, after identifying the speaker, and went back to leaning against the wall behind me, watching the crowd. "For the past several months you have been sneaking around Mirkwood,"
"Yeah so?" I replied, glancing in his direction with a raised eyebrow.
"Why?" I stood silently for a moment, thinking over his question. Finally, I turned to face him, looking him square in the eye.
"Enjoying the peace while it lasted." I replied honestly. "Well I have things to do and people to see. Do me a favor, when your father starts questioning Gandalf's reasons, give him this. No sooner, no later." I handed him a peice of paper I had snatched from Thrandy's desk that now had my "words of wisdom" on it. With that done, I worked hard to walk, not run, in the direction of Ravenhill.


Thranduil's POV
"Since when has my council counted for so little? What do you think I'm trying to do?!" Mithrandir demanded.
"I think you're tring to save your dwarvish friends, and I admire your loyalty to them, but it does not dissuade me from my course." I retorted, leaning forward in my chair. "You started this Mithrandir," I hissed, passing him to the tent entrance, "you will forgive me if I finish it. Are the archers in position?" I asked, addressing the closest guard.
"Ada, I must speak with you for a moment, it is about our visitor." Legolas said, before I could give the order, immediately peaking my interest. I dissmised Gandalf and the guard and turned to my son expectantly. "When you where talking with Bard, I approached her. She said to give you this." He handed me a small peice of paper.
"Did you discover why she was sneaking around our home?" I asked, raising an eyebrow as I examined the paper.
"She said she was enjoying the peace while it lasted." I frowned lightly, before turning to the note once more. 'The problem is not the problem, the problem is your attitude toward the problem.'
"Thank you, you are dismissed." My son gave a slight bow and left the tent. I sat in my travel throne, examining the note more closely. I noticed a smaller message...'Savvy?'


Savanah's POV
I carefully climbed up the steep slope of Ravenhill, and hid at the top of the frozen waterfall, and waited for the next day.
The next day
I watched with anticipation as the Elven host approached the gates of Erebor and the battle began. I was still in hiding, more now becuase of the orcs that had overrun the hill than to wait. Every now and then I would shoot down an Orc that was a bit too close and change hiding spots. I eventually made it to the tunnels that Filli and Kili will come scout, and stayed there. Maybe an hour later, the two dwarves came down the tunnel. I watched as Filli derected his brother in a different direction and continued to the crossroad. Drums and the clamor of orcs filled the tunnel with noise and lights appeared. The orcs came closer and closer, Filli drew his blade as I quietly stood up beside him, nearly getting myself cut in half, when he swung around to look at me.
"Calm!" I whispered harshly "I'm here to HELP you! Not kill you!" He eyed me distrustfully for a moment. Just then the orcs arrived.
So it begins.


Thorin POV
Dwailin, Bilbo, and I turned to face the pulsing tower behind us. Watching in horror as Azog strode into view, dragging a battered and bruised Fili with him. Another orc held a mysterious cloaked figure.
"Thiuk ni dieuk firukav." Azog declared, lifting Fili into the air. "Avhen avhe broavhas. Avhen lat, Oakenukheild, lat liwo mat laukav." Azog prepared to stab Fili in the back.
(This one dies first.) (Then the brother.) (Then you, Oakenshield, you will die last.)


Fili POV
I braced myself for the impact of the blade that was preparing to go through me, but it never came. Instead, I was dropped to the ground as the girl who had helped me earlier broke free and pushed Azog away.


Savanah's POV
With a sudden burst of strength, I broke free of the orc that had been holding me captive and shoved Azog, forcing him to drop Fili to the ground. Before anyone could react, I rushed Fili down the steps as fast as I could go. We made it down the stairs, where Kili waited, then we both (Kili and I) carried Fili across the frozen river. Thorin started to run toward us from the other side of the river, Dwailin and Bilbo not far behind. I relinquished my hold on the injured dwarf to Thorin and quickly backed away.
"Go shal for avhe drepa!" Azog commanded his troops. I glanced behind me, taking note of the orcs that where quickly approaching, and turned back to the dwarves.
(Go in for the kill!)
"Hate to interrupt your happy reunion," I started, "but you may want to move him," I gestured to Fili "to a safer location." Thorin turned toward me with a thunderous expression, but it quickly retreated when he saw what was behind me.
"We will talk later," he threatened. "Dwailin, Bilbo, take Fili in to the mountain and take her with you." I opened my mouth to protest. "Kili, come on." I growled and ran after him, preparing my bow.
"I'm not going any where." I stated firmly.


Me: Savanah! DID YOU PICK THE LOCK ON THE CAGE!
Savanah: *hides behind the nearest elf**whispers* Hide me!
"Legolas: Don't worry, I'll go out and distract her, while you and the others go hide.
Savanah: OOOOORRRRRR, we get her to chase Elladan and Elrohir, while we go hide in the Misty Mountains.
Elrond: Let's stick to the first plan.
Me: THERE you are! I was wondering where you went.
Thranduil, Elrond, Thorin, Fili, Kili:*runs*
Me:*groans* Now I have to catch them again! *stalks away*
Savanah: *sighs in relief* Still time to escape. *drags Legolas away*
Legolas: Please review! She won't post the next chapter till she gets some guesses on the quote!