Hey guys! I'm really enjoying writing this story! I hope you guys are enjoying reading it. Some characters may seem a little OOC but that's just the way I wrote them and the way I think is most appealing to this storyline so if you don't like it then don't read it!

DISCLAIMER: I don't own any characters from the movie or book I only own Laura and Iaana and anyone you doing recognize

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Five more minutes!

I felt someone pushing me over. I fell off my bed onto the hard floor. I was awake now.

"What the!?"

"Laura it's time to get up!" Said a warm masculine voice.

I rolled over and opened my eyes. I froze. Standing above my was my father. He was smiling down at me with his flashing green eyes.

"Dad?" I asked.

"No its Santa now get up! You will be late" He shouted sarcastically.

"How, what?" I was speechless. He was supposed to be dead.

"NOW!"

I rolled over and stood up. I looked down and gasped. I was wearing an Army camouflage uniform.

"Dad what's going on?" I turned to find my dad.

"We need to get on the chopper!" He said.

"What chopper!" I shouted.

"LETS GO!" I was suddenly pushed forward out of the room I was in into the bright daylight.

The blinding light subsided and I realized I was in a desert with Army personnel around me all with guns in their hands. Someone handed me a gun and told me to run for the chopper.

"But I-"

I never got to finish as I heard gunfire. I whipped around to see my father get shot multiple times in the chest.

"DAD!" I screamed and ran to him.

I ran to him. But when I got there it was too late. He was already dead. I fell onto his body and sobbed looked to the sky and screamed as darkness surrounded me.

"AAAHHHHHHHHHHH!" I screamed as I woke up in bed.

"Ahhhh!" someone fell back beside me.

"Kili! I'm so sorry!" I turned in bed to see that I had scared the crap out of Kili.

"No its ok" he said getting up of the ground.

"What were you doing?" I asked.

"Well you were screaming so I came to see if you were ok then you woke up and scared me, are you okay?" He told me.

"I...I don't know" I stuttered.

I just sat there stunned as I realized I had witnessed my father's death. It was hard. I always told myself that he was just missing, but deep down I knew he was dead and that dream confirmed my deepest fear.

"Here let me help you up" Kili said as he held out his hand.

"Thanks" I said shakily as I took his hand and got out of bed.

"Gandalf brought you some clothes if you want to change" Kili gestured to the pile of odd looking clothes in the corner.

"Thanks, again" I laughed.

"You're very welcome"

Kili left the room and closed the door. I walked over to the chair with the clothes on it and took them to the bed. I peeled of my jeans and t-shirt that I realized I had been wearing when I stormed into my dorm at Cambridge. I pulled of my boots and something fell out with a noisy clang. I looked down to see my daggers on the floor. My heart leapt as I saw them and I quickly took them off the ground and hugged them. I turned back to the clothes and I pulled on the loose blue shirt and baggy pants. There was a massive thick coat that I put on and on the floor there were big hiking boots that look like they just came out of the middle ages. I pulled them on and slipped my daggers into them. I'm about to go on some sort of quest with people I don't know in some sort of magical world wearing male clothes…what could go wrong? I thought to myself as I exited the room.

I walked down the hallway to find the dwarves eating breakfast, well if you could call throwing around food and shoveling in as much is as you can, eating. Their awful table manners made me feel a little sick.

"Lady Laura! Are you well this morning?" Balin walked over to me and asked.

"Hi Balin, I'm good, other than feeling a little nauseated at watching them eat" I gestured to the messy lot of dwarves.

"Yes well we aren't known for our table manners" Balin laughed.

"Yes I guess" I shrugged.

"Are you ready to head out?" Balin asked.

"Um may I ask? Where exactly are we going?" I asked him.

"Oh signed up for a quest and didn't even know where you were going?" Balin looked surprised.

"Well I didn't really sign up for anything I was sort of roped into it" I said nervously.

"Well lass, I know you have heard the story of the ancient dwarf kingdom of Erebor, Thorin is the rightful heir to that throne, and he will stop at nothing to take back his kingdom from the dragon" Balin said solemnly.

"Right, dragon… okay then" I stuttered nervously.

"It's alright lass, we are all warriors and will protect you from any danger, and we dwarves are very protective of our women" Balin said.

"I heard that but why? You only just met me?" I asked.

"That may be, but we see in you a true warrior, one worth protecting. You are unlike any she-dwarf we have ever met and I can certainly see a spark of Iaana in you" Balin smiled and walked away.

I watched the kind old dwarf as he went back to his seat amongst the rowdy dwarves. I heard someone come up behind me.

"Can you fight?" I heard Thorin say behind me.

"Well I'm good with my daggers, and I can shoot an arrow okay, I guess" I remembered my Dad teaching me to use a bow.

"Well let's test that, outside…now" Thorin mumbled and walked to the door.

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Well there it is! Sorry for the abrupt ending but the chapter was going to go on forever if I didn't have it like that. Anyway please review I'd love to hear what you guys are thinking of my first Hobbit Fanfic! Thanks to those who already have reviewed!

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