A/N: Hello everybody! Thank you so much for following, favoriting, and reviewing! Your reviews make me smile and encourage me to write! :) I did not like this chapter. At. All. It didn't seem to come out right, and I had to rewrite a good chunk of it (due to the fact that Thorin, our grumpy Dwarf King was getting a bit OOC.) But I hope that you guys enjoy it at least... and Action!

BbND: I don't own characters created by Tolkien, (or Peter Jackson *cough*Tauriel*cough*) just Abi... Though I do wish I had me the REAL Fili and Kili... :P

My headache begins to pass after a while, while I drink a cup of camomile tea, sitting on the bed. Within a few moments, my mind begins to clear, and anger dissolves into guilt. How could I have yelled at him that way?! It is so incredibly rude and unusual of me. I pinch my nose in frustration and shame. Just then, I hear a knock on the door. I stand up to open it, and find it is Balin, who had kindly come to check on me.

"How are you faring lass?"

"I'm better now, come in."
He smiles, enters, and takes a seat in the chair by the desk. "Sorry for exploding at you all. Your cousin just knows how to push the right buttons."

Balin chuckles at this. "No offense taken lass, I agree that he shouldn't have called you that. But you did give us quite a fright."

"Sorry... I suppose I was a bit scary."

"Aye, it was a sight to behold, you might've rivaled even Thorin's sister herself." he commented. "Thorin is still trying to get over it, he got a good shock."

"I suppose I should apologize, I don't want us to be on bad terms if I'm to be travelling with you all."

He only nods and signals to the door. I go into the hall and find Thorin and Dwalin, discussing... stuff. I stop, fold my hands behind my back, and apologize,
"Forgive my disrespectful rage. I should not have reacted in that way. I only ask for permission to join the quest. I can help in whatever way I can."

"I will consider it." responds Thorin, in his usual gruff manner. Dwalin only nods. I then hear Gandalf giving Bilbo his firm scolding about not going. Stubborn for a Hobbit. When Bilbo marches off to is bedroom, I go into the parlour, causing Gandalf to look up and smile a bit, though he seemed to be deep in thought.

"Mithrandir?"

"Hm, yes?"

"How much do you know of Earth?"

"Not much altogether. Perhaps you can enlighten me as to how much you know of Middle-Earth."

"You're going to have to ask me something. It's hard to start talking about Middle-Earth when there's so much to talk about."

"Is that so?" He chuckles. "Hm, what do you know about the Rings of Power?"

"Three Rings for the Elven-kings under the sky,
Seven for the Dwarf-lords in their halls of stone,
Nine for Mortal Men doomed to die,
One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.
One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them,
One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie"* I recited. Gandalf looked shocked. I then recited the whole of the Lady Galadriel's monologue in the Fellowship of the Ring movie, (since I watched it countless times), save for the beginning, with the "The world is changing," et cetera et cetera, and went up to the part with Isildur's death.

"Impressive. May I ask how you came upon this information?"

"In Earth, stories about Middle-Earth were recorded in books. We have a lot about the beginning and history, of Middle-Earth, take Beren and Luthien for instance, and, I don't know if I should tell you this, but the entire quest has already been recorded into a book."

"Perhaps that is why you were sent..." murmurs Gandalf thoughtfully. "What of the ending?"

"I can only say, sad. I am not sure whether I should disclose important information for now."

Gandalf nods. "For now, only mention what you think is necessary. But it is important that you only reveal this knowledge of the quest at the right time. Perhaps we can ask Lord Elrond what to do?"

"Maybe. Unless you've ever heard this: Go not to the Elves for counsel, for they will say both no and yes."*

Gandalf chuckles again. "That is true, but we do not have much choice."

"I suppose so..."

Behind me, I hear a throat clearing. I look up to see Thorin, with his usual grim face.

"I have agreed to let you go on the quest. Balin will give you the contract. Read it carefully, and when you have signed it, pack your things. We leave at nine. Breakfast is at eight o' clock."

I grin at Gandalf and race to find Balin. He is sitting in the kitchen with Fili and Kili, I suppose to make it more official. It's mostly the same thing as Bilbo's, except for the burglaring part, and the male pronouns have been changed to 'she's and 'her's. I read it thoroughly, taking into consideration the treasure part, and possible injuries. I suppose I will have to find myself a weapon. Fili and Kili are still a bit shy, probably rooting from my long rant at Thorin. I glance up at them, and say,

"I'm not mad anymore. I'm sorry for blowing up at everyone. Like I told Balin, your uncle knows how to push the right buttons."

"So, you're not going to snap at us, or bite us, or whatever it is you do when you get angry?"

"As I said, I'm not angry anymore, and no, I will make an angry reaction."

They sigh happily. I finish signing, shake hands with Balin, Fili and Kili, and go to the guest room. My stomach is doing happy flips, while the more rational side of me is screaming in terror. I let out my hair, and begin to organize my things. Binder, no. Textbooks, no. The Hobbit, most likely useful. Pencil case and folder with drawings, yes. Purse, yes. Cell phone, no. Sports watch, yes. I take out my jeans-dress that I would've used for a Drama presentation today, and stuff it in. I also put in my black flats. Last thing is my lunch bag, with a meager snack that will last for lunch tomorrow, and my water bottle and put those in too. when everything is packed, I blow out a candle, and settle into the bed, kicking off my winter boots as I go. Time to get some shut eye, tomorrow will be the beginning of the Adventure of a lifetime.

*The One Ring thingy was written by Tolkien himself in LOTR. The proverb on elves can be found in FOTR (the book) chapter, 'Three is Company' near the end. Neither of them are mine. If they were, I'd be rich.

A/N: Squee! Almost time to go! I hope you guys liked it better than I did... :P Alo, tell me what you want to happen between Abi and Bilbo, (rated PG of course) so I can plan for that and have it written properly. One last thing... the offer for cover art is still open, if any talented person wants to do it... I'd do it myself, but I have no software to draw on the computer, thus it being rendered in pencil, and coming out really crappy. I'd love to see how you guys imagine Abi to look like... So, use that review box and tell me what you think, be it positive or negative, or just meh. Thanks! Until next we meet...

-Hobbit.