A/N: I'm really getting lazy now. For some reason I keep sleeping during the day and staying up all night. Of course, no one in this house ever wakes me up. Ok, anyway, here's chapter thirteen.

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Chapter 12: Damn Wargs

"Bofur!"

He looked at me. "We have to go."

I put both Josie and Thrain on the ground then grabbed my sons shoulders. "Thrain, listen to me, you have to run as fast as you can. Don't look back."

He nodded with frightened eyes. I handed him Josie and then pushed him towards the opening in the trees. "Go."

He took off running with Josie in his arms with Bofur and following not to far behind. The ground passed as a blur as I pushed my son to run towards the figure in grey. From what I could tell, the company was hiding behind a giant rock. I looked behind me to find that Bofur had somehow disappeared. I looked at my son to see that he's gotten very far ahead of me. I could see a warg was gaining on me and I knew had to guide it away from my son. So, instead of following my son, I turned in a different direction and headed straight into the warg rider pack.

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Third Person POV

He didn't stop running, just like his mother said, he ran as fast as he could. He could see his father not to far away standing on top of a rock.

"Kili." Thrain yelled at the closest dwarf.

The dwarf quickly turned around and looked at him. "Thrain." He called. The dwarf quickly ran to his cousin, plucked him into his arms, and then ran to his uncle and slide into the passage by the rock. It was only a few seconds before they heard a horn from above them. Shrieks and yells came from above them and the body of an orc fell into the tunnel.

Thorin growled then pulled out the arrow that was stuck inside the orcs chest. "Elves."

He threw the arrow down then looked around. He counted the members of his company and then he saw his son and puppy, but didn't see their mother.

"Thrain." Thorin said as he looked at the red-eyed little boy who stood in front of his cousin Kili. "Where's your mother?"

The other dwarves looked around incase she was hiding behind them but she was no where. Thrain looked at his cousin then at his father. "I don't know. She was right behind me."

Bofur pushed his way through the dwarves and kneeled down to the small boys height. "When did ya last see her?"

Thrain held Josie closer to him. "When I saw daddy hiding behind a rock I looked back and she was really far away. When I saw Kili I looked back again but she wasn't there."

When the little boy began to cry, Bofur quickly gathered the boy into his arms while Thorin looked on in extreme irritation.

"It's alright." Bofur soothed the crying little boy. "We'll find her."

They followed the path to a place that Gandalf called Imladris or Rivendell in the common tongue. Bofur held the small boy as he cried into his outer layer of clothing while the puppy sulked at his heels as they walked. He couldn't stop thinking about her.

Was she ok? What happened? Was she hurt? Was she dead?

He shook his head. 'No! She has to be ok."

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Alright, not my best chapter yet. Well I don't know. I'm kinda fighting to keep doing this story because I'm starting to get a little bored with it. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed it.