The half-breed was sound asleep when something wet hit her skin. Her nose crinkled as the wetness continued to hit her face more frequently and she opened her eyes to see that it was morning and on top of that, it was raining. Maura let out a groan sitting up to see the dwarves grumbling as they packing up before everything got totally wet. The woman glance across the fire-pit that was out and saw her satchel was open and she got up from her spot and she let out a low growl, to see her supplies was drenched.

"What's wrong lass?" Oin asked as he came up behind her, holding his listening device to his ear and caught the tale end of her grumble she let escape from her mouth. Maura stood back up, not turning around but annoyed.

"Someone was in my supplies and forgot to close my bag and now everything is wet and useless." She growled, slowly turning around to face the other healer. "Know anything about that Oin?" She questioned, raising an eyebrow.

"I just got a little curious lass, to see what yah use, is all" Oin bickered defensively.

"Well, you could have at-least closed it back up, when you were done snooping. My stuff would be still dry."

"Don't you worry lass, you can use my supplies." Oin offered and the half-breed just continued to glare at him.

"We have to stop in Rivendell. It's on our way. I'll just get more supplies there." She declared.

"We are going nowhere near that place." Thorin hissed as he walked by them.

"Why not? What do you have against the elves?" Maura dared asked.

"We are not going there. Let's move!" Thorin ordered and he walked away from the two healers over to his pony. He turned to his side when he heard Dwalin snickering. "What's so funny?" Thorin asked.

"Quite feisty this one is." Dwalin chuckled only to stop when he saw the crossed look on the princes's face.

"Well this 'feisty one' is going to have to learn her place on this quest. She is only with us, because she's a healer. If it were up to me I would have left without them both." Thorin hissed while climbing onto his pony. The dwarves followed suite. Maura grabbed her satchel and climbed onto her pony named(Shadow) and they trudged along the path in the rain, the sound of continuous splashing was the only thing to be heard along with the rain. The hobbit tried to make conversation with his aunt, but it was clear she was not in a talking mood from the morning event and he decided it would be best to leave her to thoughts until she calmed down and he wandered further up and talked with the wizard. He asked him all sorts of questions, wondering if their were others like him in the world and what they were like.

Maura trailed behind the others in deep thought. Hoping that, once the sun came out. If she allowed her supplies to dry, it may still be usable and not a complete waste. Since the arrogant leader wouldn't step foot in Rivendell. Why? She had yet to figure that one out still.

The rain had finally cleared off and the sun was out. The half-breed's mood had lightened up. She hoped when they finally stop for the day, their would still be some light to dry her supplies. The dwarf prince decided to look behind him, to see how the woman was doing since this morning and he saw that she seemed more relaxed and was even talking now, with Balin. What about? He didn't know and he turned away just as she looked up when she thought someone was watching her. Maura was hoping she could convince the white bearded dwarf to tell her what Thorin had against Rivendell, but the elder dwarf was harder to get information out of than she thought.

Maura took in her surroundings and recognize where they were. They were travelling through a place that was covered in overgrown grass, surrounded by ruins and a house that she remembered that didn't look like the way it did now; when she had traveled through here. She could remember the family that lived in that house. They had a young son that was only 4 named Sam. They had always welcomed her to stay whenever she was passing through to get her supplies. Maura had saved their son when he was extremely ill and she had made a remedy and it had cured him of his sickness and the family didn't know how to repay her. The healer didn't need payment or want it. She got joy just from healing the person back to health, but accepted their offer of always stopping in on her way.

The family had also mentioned that their had been rumors that something was walking these lands but they had never seen them, only that they come once daylight was gone. And the woman had a feeling whatever it was that was crawling these lands had gotten them.

" We'll camp here for the night." Thorin declared as he looked at the others. Maura looked up in surprise. They couldn't stop here. They had to keep going. "Fili, Kili, look after the ponies. Make sure you stay with them." Thorin demanded. Maura slid off the back of her pony. She was not in a good mood with the dwarf, but she felt the need to still warn him about what might be here and that they should keep moving. " Oin, Gloin. Get a fire going."

"Right ya are." Gloin agreed as he got too it. The wood he already had was still damp from the rain this morning and he walked along the edge of the woods, to find a tree to chop. Gandalf was now standing underneath the damaged home. Thorin joining him soon after and Maura made her way over to them.

"I think it would be wiser to move on." Gandalf pressed. "We could make for the hidden valley." Thorin smirked, he had already been through this with the healer this morning, he was irritated that he would have to explain this now to the wizard.

"I have told you already: I will not go near that place." Thorin sneered at thought.

"Why not?" Maura interrupted, and the two of them looked at her. "The elves could help us." Maura pressed, but Thorin shook his head at her.

"The elves will not help us!" Thorin argued.

"Why? We could get food, rest, supplies...some advice." She pointed out.

" I do not need their advice." He retorted as he slowly walked away from them and finally turned around to look at Maura and Gandalf.

"We have a map that we cannot read." Gandalf added. "Lord Elrond could help us."

"Help?" Thorin repeat as if the wizard had just told a bad joke. "A dragon attacks Erebor. What help came from the elves? Orcs plunder Moria, desecrate our sacred halls. The elves looked on and did nothing." Thorin hissed.

"But we cannot stay here!" Maura yelled at him in frustration and Thorin walked over to her, only inches from her.

"Why?" He growled at her lowly.

"Because...We have to keep moving. There's something wandering these lands and, and people seem to disappear." She explained but he didn't seem to heed her warning.

"I'll take my chances out here, before I go to the elves." He said, looking right at the woman and then looked up at the old man. "And you. You ask me to seek out the very people who betrayed my grandfather. Who betrayed my father."

"You are neither of them." Gandalf stated. "I did not give you that map and key for you to hold on to the past."

"I did not know that they were yours to keep." Thorin snapped, glaring at the wizard. The old man let out a huff before storming off. He had enough of the dwarf's arrogant's for the day and he began to make his way passed the dwarves back the way they had just come from. Maura looked at the dwarf, before walking away herself, clearly no one would be getting anything through this dwarf.

"Everything all right?" Bilbo asked, concern clear in his voice. "Gandalf, where are you going?" The hobbit demanded.

"To seek the company of the only one around here who's got any sense." Gandalf muttered.

"And who's that?" Bilbo asked

"Myself, Mr. Baggins!" Gandalf roared. " I've had enough of dwarves for one day." He muttered to himself as he disappeared from their sight.

"Come on, Bombur, we're hungry." Thorin grumbled, clearly not at all phased by the wizards disappearing act. He had been through worse. Maura was now standing by Balin and Bilbo, looking the area over. They really should keep going, and not linger in this area; their was something out there and the woman saw the sun was slowly disappearing from the sky.

"Is he coming back?" Bilbo asked his aunt and she looked in the direction the wizard had left in and she began to wonder if he had left them on their own for good, because the leader couldn't get over the past.