A loud crash sounded from far away. Ara rushed to the window. "The mountain.."

She turned. "We have to leave. Children, coats on now. Bain, help get Kili into the boat. Girls, help me grab food and blankets."

Tauriel handed her her coat. "Don't forget yourself."

"Thank you," Ara said, bundling up quickly. Oin and Bofur lifted Kili and carried him out to the dock. Bain lay blankets down over the splintery wooden seats.

Tilda, Sigrid, Tauriel and Ara grabbed whatever they thought would be useful and packed it up.

The whole group crowded into the boat only just in time. Many of their neighbors were also scrambling to get out of Laketown. Boats clunked together in a rush to evacuate through narrow canals.

The Master's boat could be seen speeding away with what looked like a large portion of the town treasury.

Ara couldn't find it in herself to be angry at this show of cowardice, for the dragon's massive wings could be heard beating steadily toward the town. It couldn't be seen in the night sky just yet, making the threat even more horrible.

"I should stay and look for Bard," Ara said anxiously.

"No," Tauriel said, grasping her arm firmly as if expecting Ara to jump out of the boat any second, "If he's anything like you, I'm sure he'll find a way out. He would want you to be safe. You have your unborn child to think of."

Sigrid, Bain and Tilda gasped. Ara blinked and stared at her.

"I have...what?"

Tauriel let go of her arm and furrowed her brow. "I….thought you knew. I saw it on you as soon as I met you; there's no mistaking the glow of a woman carrying a child."

Ara glanced down at her belly, as if hoping to see some kind of sign. If her body hadn't felt quite normal recently, she would've chalked it up to the weather or stress from Lickspittle's threats.

Tilda screamed and pointed. A huge black mass zoomed overhead. What looked like a tornado of fire burst from the sky, setting alight a whole row of houses. The dragon had arrived.

"DA!" Bain cried.

She looked. Just as Bain said, Bard was climbing up the bell tower. Once he reached the top, he began shooting at the dragon as it passed.

"He hit it!" Bain said, "He hit the dragon, I saw!"

Tauriel hung her head, "His arrows cannot pierce its hide. I fear nothing will."

"I have to help him!" Bain cried, jumping off the boat and onto the walkway before anyone could react.

"BAIN!" Ara screamed, "BAIN, NO!"

But he was gone like a speeding arrow.

Ara crumbled into a seating position, crying. "I've lost them both."

"Don't lose hope," Oin said, "That husband and boy of yours are brave men. Have faith."

Ara, Sigrid and Tilda watched the city as they rowed further and further away.

Sigrid gasped and pointed, "The dragon! It just fell!"