-Hey, it's been a month and I'm finally back to write chapter 10. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting.

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Rain… oh how I hate rain.

It pours down on us like someone has opened a gate in the sky and released a mighty river onto our heads. My poor little boy tries to hide in my arms, under my cloak, and pushes his face into my body to keep warm. Josie, on the other hand, has taken the option of riding with Thorin up at the second in the front. The poor ponies are soaking with mud all over their hooves and water dripping into their eyes. My sweet little pony, Snow, has gotten stuck in the mud two times which caused Thorin to stop the group and pull my poor baby out the mud.

I look around at the other members of our company to see most of the others having the same problems. Bofur's pipe refuses to light, though he does have it sticking out into the rain. Bilbo, who doesn't have a cloak, is soaking wet and, by the looks of it, is extremely irritated. Thorin doesn't really seem to care, but I can tell he's very irritated.

"Here," Dori calls "Mr. Gandalf, can't you do something about this deluge?"

"It is raining, Master Dwarf, and it shall continue to rain until the rain is done. If you wish to change the weather then you should find yourself another wizard."

I giggle at the small kicked puppy look that crosses Doris face.

"Are there any," Bilbo calls up and Gandalf look at him in question "other wizards?"

"There are five of us the greatest of our order is Saruman, the white, then there are the two blueses, you know I've quit forgotten their names."

"And who's the fifth?"

"That would be Radagast, the brown?"

"Is he a great wizard or is he more like you?"

I giggle at Gandalfs expression as he answers, "I think he is a great wizard, in his own way. He's a gentle sole who prefers the company of animals to others keeps a watchful eye over the vast forest to the east and a good thing to for always evil will look to find a foothill in this world."

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It wasn't long before the rain finally decided to stop and the sun popped out to warm and dry us. Thorin decided to be grumpy and wouldn't let us stop for a break until well into the afternoon when we came across a small little destroyed home. From what I could tell it hasn't been this way for very long.

"We'll camp here for the night. Fili, Kili, watch the ponies and make sure you stay with them. Oin, Gloin get a fire going."

I sigh as Thorin, with Josie not far behind, walks into the ruined home and holds counsel with Gandalf, who seems unhappy to have stopped. I look down at my sleeping son and run my fingers through his hair until I feel a hand tap my leg. I look down to see Bofur holding out his arms and I carefully hand my little boy to him. When he finally has him in a comfortable position, he holds his hand out to me and helps me off of Snow.

"Thank you my dear sir," I say with a hint of amusement and a curtsey.

"Your welcome my fair lady," He laughs and bows as low as he can with my son still in his arms.

"What happened," I hear Bilbo ask and turn around to see Gandalf walking towards his horse while greatly agitated "Gandalf where are you going?"

"To seek company with the only person who seems to have any sense."

"And who's that?"

"Myself Mr. Baggins."

With those last words, Gandalf mounts hi horse and gallops away leaving us on our own.

Everyone stands in a silent pause until Thorin orders "Come on Bombur we're hungry."

"Thorin Oakenshield," I bellow to him making everyone stop again, "you come here right now."

He looks at me for a moment before he slowly begins to walk towards me "Yes, my love?"

My eyes narrow "Don't you 'My love' me. What did you say to him?"

"That," he says "is none of your concern."

My eyes narrow "It is my concern when you are most likely putting the lives of everyone in this company in danger along with your son."

"We wants us to go to the Hidden Valley of the elves and I have refused the option. I will not seek help from our enemies and I will not take my men into their lands."

"Thorin," I sigh "not all elves are the same. These are not the same elves that left your home to burn. Will you not give them a chance? They may be able to help us."

"I will not beg for their help."

"You will not have to, Thorin, all you must do is ask. You are a very stubborn dwarf Thorin Oakenshield, but I have faith in your choices."

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Day turns into night and still Gandalf has not returned from his thinking trip. I hold my son high in my arms so he can see into the burning pot. Bofur stands on my left filling the groups bowls with food while Bifur passes them out. I smile as Thrain continuously asks Bombur what the different types of food are. Bilbo, ever since Gandalf left, has been on his toes waiting for him to come back. Thorin sits in a corner in the small ruined house and plays with Josie.

"He's been a long time." Bilbo finally cracks.

"Who?"

"Gandalf."

"He's a wizard he does as he wants," Bofur says and hands Bilbo two bowls of soup "do us a favor and take these to the lads."

I giggle as Bombur waits for his brother to turn around before he tries to steal more of the soup only to have his hand smacked "Stop it… you've had plenty."

"Bofur," I say in a motherly way "be kind to your brother."

"Yes, your majesty."

I giggle before I turn to my son, who now sits playing in the dirt, and join him "Thrain, darling, what are you doing?"

He looks up at me "Dwawin'."

"What're you drawing?"

"Circles."

"Mind if I join you then?"

He smiles "Sure you can."

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It wasn't long after Bilbo left before Fili and Kili came running into the camp talking extremely fast.

"Trolls…Bilbo….Ponies….caught….help." They yammered.

"Boys," I shout and they stop "now…tell us what's happened."

"Trolls, not to far from here, Bilbo went to go see if he can free the ponies. He'll need our help." Fili says since he's the first one to catch his breath.

Thorin immediately begins shouting orders to the dwarfs, who quickly run to their kings orders, then walks over to me "Mary, I need you to stay here with Thrain. Do this for, alright?"

I place my hands on each of his cheeks "Of course I will, but promise to come back?"

"I promise to come back to you." He says before he kisses both me and our sons head.

Together the group of thirteen dwarfs race to the aid of their hobbit friend and leave my son and I to wait for their return.

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-I always get started and then I get distracted like right now I'm watched WrestleMania 27 Triple H vs. Undertaker. Freaken Awesome. AIN'T NO CRATE CAN HOLD MY BODY DOWN.

Anyway I hope you'll have enjoyed this chapter.