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I am awoken to Bofur shaking me lightly.

"Time to get up, Miss Luna." I hear his voice. I sit up and look at the dwarf. I smile and thank him. He smiles back before going to get his brother up. I rub my eyes and cover a yawn with my hand before standing. I grab a bit of bread from Bombur and take small bites. I walk over to Balin and bid him good morning.

"Good morning to you lass. Sleep well?" He asks and helps me on the pony. I nod and yawn again once on the pony. He gets on right after me. We ride once Bombur manages to get on his pony.


The day is long. We continue riding through lunch. Jerky on the menu again. I manage to get Bombur to sneak me a carrot to gnaw on too. It fills my belly and I get a different taste other than jerky in mouth all day.


When we do stop it is only for a moment so everyone can evacuate their bowels. We all do it at the same time, just me a little farther from the group of men. We regroup and continue on.


Nightfall. We have made it out of the hills and entered a plains landscape. Everyone does the usual. I sit on the sidelines being useless. Perhaps another telling of the future to stir things up? Fuck it. I stand and find Thorin.

"We need to talk. Nothing too serious. Just a small vision." I say. He immediately follows me to the side of camp.

"What did you see?" He asks me seriously.

"Nothing bad… for us anyways. But I saw more to the first vision. We will know when we are coming upon the treasure filled cave when we come across a burnt down home. It will be a lone home. I think Gandalf might have even known the people who once lived there. Now they are… well." I say and he nods in understanding.

"Thank you. I will keep this in my mind." He says. We just stand there awkwardly.

"Did I do something yesterday? To upset you?" I ask bluntly. I hate the normal pussyfooting around problems. I want answers straight up. And I can see this catches him off guard. I see him put up a wall. Crap, I did something.

"It is not your concern." He says before trying to walk off. I catch his arm quickly with both my hands. He stills and faces me.

"Please. Whatever I did I want to apologize or atone. I don't want you mad at me or thinking less of." I tell him. His face softens.

"It is nothing you need to concern yourself with. It is an issue that I found in myself. That is all." He says with a soft smile. He gave me a smile! I nod and smile back before releasing him.

"Come on. Let's rejoin the group. You resume archery training tomorrow." He tells me as we walk side by side back to the group of dwarves, hobbit and wizard.

"So what is for dinner? Wait! Let me guess, stew?" I chuckle at Bombur's scandalized look.

"I joke. Your stew is actually quite delicious. I thank you for the work you put in to feed us all." I tell him and now his face goes a bit red. I love making people blush. Is that just me? Can't be.

"Haven't you ever heard of don't mess with the people who handle your food?" I look up to see Bofur smiling down at me. He sits immediately beside me.

"Oh I have. But that is why I gave him a compliment after my comment. Did you not see his face alight with his appreciation?" I ask as I motion to his brother, who is still red in the face. Bofur lets out a hearty laugh.

"Ay. Seems you know what you are doing after all. So how goes the training?" He asks me. I shrug.

"As good as it can go I suppose." I answer truthfully.

"Well, if you ever want lessons in cooking let me know. I would be more than happy to learn you." He says with a dopey smile. I can't help but laugh.

"I just might take you up on that!" We both laugh over nothing and just have a good time. I don't realize he has scooted closer to me and I don't really notice his arm go around my body but not quite touching me.

At home I was a very touchy person. I tend not to notice such little touches anymore. I find it quite normal. So it doesn't cross my mind that it looks like he is claiming me. Or at least that he might be interested. I was literally nicknamed the 'hug whore' after all.

"Bofur!" I hear Thorin yell sharply. All eyes go to either Bofur or Thorin. Bofur bids me a good night before going to the leader of the company. If my eyes see right then Bofur just got reprimanded. Why, I wonder. But I don't get to for long as a bowl is placed into my hands. I look up to see Bilbo this time. He smiles at me. He sits next to me now.

"Do you know what happened?" I ask as I motion to Thorin and Bofur. He shrugs.

"No clue. Hope nothing too bad." The sweet guy says. So him and Ori are going to be the sweethearts. Fili and Kili the flirts. Balin the father figure. Dwalin the protector. Bofur and Bombur the entertainment. The others… well I haven't gotten close to them yet. I will have to fix that. And then there is Thorin. I suppose he could be a number of things. Teacher, leader, warrior, king. I drift off with the empty bowl in my crossed legs and my thoughts on the king of Erebor.