Title: The Adventure In Erebor.
Summary: Frodo's journey in Erebor before the one, true ring.
Disclaimer: I do not owe The Hobbit!
Author's note: Hope I'm not rushing things! Sorry for the wait. I've been a little busy with school yesterday and the other day, and so, here's the next chapter. The next chapter should be up this weekend hopefully. If there's a mistake, please let me know! Oh and I realize that I put 'dwarfs' for plural in the other chapters, so I changed it to 'dwarves' now in this chapter. Hope you still enjoy reading even with the grammar mistakes.
7 years later...
"Uncle, what happened to my parents?" A young little Frodo asked as Bilbo froze.
Bilbo was in the kitchen helping out Bombur getting ready a feast for the rest of the company and Thorin as they were out on patrolling the area today as the question just came out from nowhere. "Uh..." he wasn't sure how to answer that.
"Why do I live here with the dwarves and not the rest of the hobbits? Where do they live?" Frodo asked as he sat on a chair looking at his uncle.
Bilbo fidgeted where he stood as he looked over to Bombur out of the corner of his eye and saw that he was standing as well. "Your parents, Primula and Drogo Baggins both died in a boating accident," he explained. "They were actually my second cousins, making you my cousin as well," he said.
"How come I call you uncle then?" Frodo asked with a confused look on his face.
"Because of the age difference between us, Frodo. You like calling me uncle, don't you?" Bilbo asked with a smile.
"Of course I do, uncle," Frodo said smiling back but then he frowned, "so why is Kili teaching me how to shoot a bow an arrow?" He asked.
Before Bilbo could answer, there was a loud shout. "Orcs are coming!" Glorin yelled frantically as he ran into the kitchen.
"What? I thought Thorin was patrolling the area!" Bilbo exclaimed as he quickly went over to Frodo to gather him in his arms.
"He is! The orcs are just too many," Glorin said.
Bilbo looked at Glorin and saw he was holding an ax in his hand as he got ready to fight the orcs in case they enter the kitchens. Bilbo quickly looked at Bombur, "Bombur, go and protect Frodo with all your cost! I have to go and get Sting!" Bilbo exclaimed as it was in the room that he shares with Thorin.
"We'll follow you, Bilbo. I'll take care of the young lad in your rooms," Bombur said with a promise.
"Knowing Thorin, he's probably making all the women and children go into hiding down below," Bilbo said as he looked at Glorin who nodded.
"Fili and Kili must be there protecting them," he said.
"We have to hurry," Bilbo said as the group left the kitchen in a run and Bombur held onto Frodo's hand tightly. "Why are orcs coming here now? What do they possibly want? We don't have anything except gold and treasure!" Bilbo exclaimed.
"Orcs doesn't care about gold and treasure," Glorin nodded in agreement, "it must be something else," he said.
"But what?" Bilbo asked and during the run, he almost stopped as he realized what the orcs might be after. He hadn't thought about the ring that he has acquired since the journey. He hadn't used it since then and it had been years since he had last seen it in the room he shares with Thorin. But how could orcs possibly know about it?
"Is something the matter, Bilbo? You seem quiet all of a sudden," Glorin said.
Bilbo shook his head, "I'm just wondering how Thorin is doing at the moment. He better not get himself killed," he said as they entered the room.
"We should put a barricade here," Bombur suggested as Bilbo went to the bathroom.
"Bilbo! Now isn't the time to go to the bathroom!" Glorin exclaimed.
"It will only take a minute!" Bilbo called back.
"Hide yourself under the bed, laddie. I'll tell you when to get out," Bombur said to Frodo who quickly obeyed without question.
"Where's Bilbo?" A different voice asked urgently.
"He's in the bathroom," Glorin said.
"What? Doing what?" Another voice asked.
"I was getting something," Bilbo said as he emerged from the bathroom with a satisfied smile. "Where's Frodo?" He asked looking around.
"Under the bed," Bombur said gesturing to the bed.
Bilbo nodded, "I have to go and help Thorin," he said as he got Sting from its hiding place that was glowing bright blue.
"Orcs could come in here any minute, Bilbo. Thorin says we have to stay inside and protect the inside while the others take care of the orcs outside and Fili and Kili take care of the women and children," the voice said.
"Look Dwalin, Thorin is my husband. I should be out there helping him!" Bilbo exclaimed.
Dwalin was about to answer until they heard a loud rumble. "They're trying to get through the doors," Dwalin said hurriedly. "Nori, come with me. We'll be in the entrance hall fighting off those orcs before they could get any further inside," he said.
"I want to help!" Bilbo said.
"You can help out by protecting your son, Bilbo," Dwalin said as he looked at Nori, "let's go," he said and the two dwarves left before Bilbo could protest.
"What should we do?" Bombur asked.
"We have to guard this room no matter what," Bilbo said confidently.
"Uncle, I want to help!" Frodo's voice exclaimed as he had gotten out from under the bed.
"No! I want you to stay here and hide!" Bilbo snapped as he turned to look back at Frodo.
Frodo stared straight back to his uncle as if he was challenging his look and sighed, "alright," he muttered as he quickly went back underneath the bed.
"Let's just hope this battle doesn't last long until the following day," Bombur muttered as Bilbo nodded solemnly as he watched Bombur leave the room. It was up to Bilbo to protect Frodo no matter what.
Bilbo found himself later on helping out Bombur outside of the room. The orcs had tried to get inside and they had barely managed to get through the entrance until Bombur threw his ax against their backs, killing all of them that had entered the threshold as the orcs laid down on the ground, dead. Bilbo had stepped over the orcs with Sting in his hand and was now back-to-back with Bombur, killing each orc that finds their way through.
Dwalin had been knocked unconscious and it was Nori who was trying his best to get the orcs away from killing him and getting through. The orcs were slowly numbering down, but there were still just too many of them to handle.
"Uncle, look out!" A voice cried urgently from behind.
Bilbo turned around quickly and he saw Frodo just in time, shooting an arrow against an orc who was about to stab him right in the back. "Frodo!" Bilbo cried staring at his nephew in awe.
His nephew was shaking uncontrollably as he held his bow an arrow, "I couldn't just sit there and do nothing, uncle!" He exclaimed.
"We'll talk about your punishment later. For now, go back into hiding," Bilbo said gently and Frodo nodded as he went back inside the room.
The battle lasted long for a few hours when Bilbo found himself nursing the wounds of the wounded dwarves. Firstly, he had to heal Thorin's wounds first before he could go to any other dwarf.
"What were they looking for?" Bilbo asked softly as he bandaged Thorin. He knew the answer already, but he just wanted to make sure.
"I am not certain," Thorin replied, "Gandalf is on his way here as we speak. It is a blessing that the number of orcs wasn't big. None of the orcs tried to get to the women and children," Thorin said as he looked at Bilbo. "They were coming straight here," he added.
"But why? We don't have nothing of value except gold. Orcs don't care about the gold," Bilbo said.
"Which is why we will be holding a meeting here. The orcs were specifically targeting Erebor and I want to know why," Thorin said as he looked around. "Where is Frodo?" He asked.
"He is being watched by Fili and Kili," Bilbo said slowly as he stopped bandaging Thorin and he looked at him, "Frodo shot an arrow at an orc to save me," he said.
"That's brave of him," Thorin said impressed.
"Yes, it is," Bilbo said nodding, "I had always thought that he could live a peaceful life and not have to worry about orcs attacking one day. Did you know before this began he was asking questions where he lived? About his parents?" He said.
"What are you saying Bilbo?" Thorin asked as he didn't like the sound of what Bilbo was saying to him.
"I'm saying Thorin, preferably not now, but later on, I think Frodo and I should go back to the Shire. Frodo should know where he was born or what the Shire looks like and make friends with his own kind," Bilbo said slowly.
Thorin didn't say anything back but he knew that Bilbo was telling the truth and he just hoped it isn't right away but later. Like, never.
TBC...
me: Oh... So Bilbo is thinking about going back to the Shire! Is he going to do it? You'll just have to find out.
Thorin: A battle? Why?
me: You have to keep on reading.
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