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Chapter Eight: Month Two.

Thalia blinked confused waking up to bang, she sat up and it took her a moment to realise that the camp was in panic; she clambered to her feet and looked around wondering what the hell was going on. The camp had been calm after they had settled down for the night, the twins had barely kicked up a fuss at bedtime and Thalia had been relieved to crawl into her own bed for the night. Panic set in at the sight of one of the dwarves dealing with an orc, Thalia's mind quickly focusing on the fact that there was no sign of the twins.

The attack had clearly just started and Thalia feared just what would happen if the orcs weren't held off; this was not how she planned on dying and she would deal with any orc that so much as looked at her children funny. Rushing to where the twins had been sleeping, Thalia was relieved to see them awake and she quickly ushered them to their feet and away from the fighting that seemed to take over the entire camp.

"Thalia… hurry," Gloin called knowing that they didn't have much time before the camp was over-run, he had a horse ready and he was going to ensure that she and the twins were away before this got worse. Thalia took hold of the twins hands and quickly led them over to where Gloin was waiting for them; she didn't dare look back knowing that they had to act quickly. There was little time to waste as Gloin moved to hurry the children onto the back of the horse, he didn't know what was going to happen but he had his duty to make sure they got out alive.

"Now you," Gloin insisted turning to look at Thalia, he would never forgive himself if something happened to her; they needed to act quickly if they wanted to escape from the orcs. Thalia opened her mouth to protest, she might not have a sword but she didn't feel right running away and leaving everyone else to deal with this.

"There is no time… we will find you, just get to Erebor," Gloin stated looking back sharply, he didn't want the orcs to see them escaping; they needed to make sure that the trio escaped without any problems. Thalia was silent before she nodded her head and climbed up on the horse, she prayed that this would work and that they wouldn't be left alone to travel to Erebor.

The land was rather different from the last time that they had made this journey and Thalia feared just what lay ahead for them if they had to do this alone; she doubted that she would be able to handle fifty orcs by herself. The pack that was attacking seemed much larger than any that Thalia could remember, it scared her and she knew that she wouldn't stand a chance against them.

"Be safe," Gloin instructed before returning to the battle that was happening, he didn't look back as Thalia turned the horse away and left the camp in the dark of night. She urged the horse formed and tried not to panic about what was happening behind them, the last thing that she wanted was to attract even more attention to them than needed. Samara and Theseus clutched at each other, neither of them liking that the feeling of being safe had been quickly taken from them in just a few short seconds.

The sounds of the battle back at the camp site seemed to fade away the further that Thalia rode away from there; she prayed that they had not been followed and she knew that they were on their own now. The last thing that Thalia wanted was to get lost of their journey to the mountain, there was no telling what the next days would bring to them and she could only hope that they would be able to find their way.


The sun rose slowly over the forest and Thalia was glad to stop at a small stream that they had been following for a couple of hours now; the twins were exhausted and there was no sign of them being followed now. It had been a while since they had been this alone and Thalia had no idea how to feel about what was happening, she was even more nervous now about being reunited with Thorin.

There had been a plan in place for when she arrived at the Lonely Mountain with Gloin and his travel companions but that couldn't happen now that she was separated from them. Samara sat down on the floor, she peeked towards her mother while Thalia watered the horse and she thought about everything that had happened that night. It had been like some sort of nightmare and had completely ruined the trip that they had been taking; they were all alone now and there was no sign of the dwarves that they had travelled with.

"Mama. A Bear," Theseus called making Thalia freeze, she slowly turned around praying that he was wrong since there was no weapon that she could defend them with. Thalia doubted that her powers would be any use to them here and she feared just what would happen if any orcs would find them on their travels. Her eyes swept the tress around them before she walked towards the twins, she felt her heart pounding in her chest and she felt sick as she saw a large creature moving towards them in the shadows.

"Beorn…" Thalia whispered finally recognising the beast that stepped out of the shadows, she was a little surprised to see him and she was even more relieved to do so. The twins cuddled up against the back of her legs while she stared at the beast that seemed to pause for a moment; there was silence for a moment before Beorn nodded his head towards where his home lay.

It was a clear sign that they were being invited to stay with the Shape-Changer; a fact that made Thalia feel relieved more than anything. They were close to Mirkwood if they were here with Beorn and Thalia took that as a step closer to Erebor than they realised; she carefully turned to the twins knowing that they would be safe here.

"Mama?" Samara whimpered staring up at Thalia with big eyes, her fingers holding on tightly to her mother's pants and she refused to let go until Thalia crouched down before her and her brother. Thalia brushed her fingers through their hair and offered them both a reassuring smile; it had been a long few hours and it was bound to scare them right now. The twins had never seen anything like this before and Thalia wished that there was some way that she could get this trip over quickly; the longer that they were on the road, the longer that they were in danger.

"It's okay… that was Beorn, he's an old friend of mine and we can stay with him a while," Thalia explained to them gently, they could get shelter and supplies from Beorn since they had nothing but the clothes on their backs right now. Thalia doubted that the dwarves would find them easily and anytime soon if they were alive after that attack; she was going to have to make this trip with just the twins. Looking back to where Beorn was waiting for them, Thalia knew that the Shape-Changer would keep the safe; there weren't any orcs that would be stupid enough to take him on.

Samara sniffled and nodded her head while Theseus peeked curiously towards Beorn, they were tired and wanted to go home now; it wasn't fun anymore and they were scared. Thalia sighed getting back to her feet, she wasn't sure what was going to happen but she was sure that Beorn would be able to tell her an easier way to get to Erebor instead of walking through Mirkwood.


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