Author's note: Hi guys, sorry I know it's been like forever but I'm back now. I was at camp for two weekls and right after that I had cheer camp for three days. I've been very busy. Right now I'm on vacation but I have wifi (yes!) so I'll try to update again. I know this chapter is short but the next one will be long. Thank you for reading and remeber review! The more reviews I get the faster I update!

XXOXX Miss Audreybear

"How could this have happened?" Thorin demanded. He was sitting on the couch, Baya leaning against him looking utterly exhausted, a cup of tea held in her trembling hands.

"The pool is a very sacred healing pool used by the fathers of old to heal their loved ones. It is a very selective pool though only healing those who are pure of heart and full of love," Elrond explained carefully.

"I-I," stuttered Baya. She was a wreck. Shaky and confused, squinting at the dimmest lights. Right now her eyes were glued to Thorin, drinking in his appearance.

"I- can't believe it," she said finally.

"I am actually not surprised," Elrond replied. "You are quite pure of heart and it is quite obvious that you are full of love, but how did you find the pool?"

"I didn't," Baya responded, "someone threw me into the pool."

Thorin froze.

"What?"

"I was walking along the path when suddenly someone grabbed me by the waist and covered my mouth with their hand. They ran with me for a while and then the next thing I knew they threw me into a pool. I thought I was going to drown."

Thorin hugged her tighter.

"Did you see who it was."

Baya glared at him and pursed her lips.

"I was blind until about five minutes ago."

"Sorry."

"That's alright."

"We'll post guards at your door and look further into this matter," Elrond said. "For now though it is late, perhaps it would be best if you returned to your rooms."

Thorin took Baya's arm and guided her outside. Baya blinked a lot, gazing around at everything.

"This is...so strange," murmured Baya.

"Tell me more about the person who grabbed you." Thorin interrupted. Baya shrugged a little.

"I don't know uh...he smelled really bad. I think he was a he because they had really thick arms. He was wearing armor, and...grunting."

"Huh."

"It was strange, he was running and then I heard voices. He stopped and veered suddenly into the bushes and then threw me into the pool. It was like...they caught him by suprise."

Baya took his hand and smiled at him.

"Don't worry though, he's probably gone by now."

Thorin glared into the darkness. The wind, which had been lightly blowing before seemed to suddenly shriek and he thought he heard twigs breaking. He shuddered, Baya squeezed his hand.

He watched from the bushes as the dwarf and the halfling made their way back to their rooms. He growled low in his throat, anger surging through him. It was taking an enormous amount of strength to stay in this elven place. He knew he would have to leave and try again once they were outside the glen.

He had been so close, had had the hobbit in his arms.

Then the blasted elves had to come, voices sailing through the night like fragile wind. He had planned on kidnapping her, drawing the dwarf out to him but the elves had ruined everything. He was on foot, the power of Rivendell making him slow. He had to hide and he couldn't do it with the hobbit who was kicking and struggling and making quite a ruckus.

So he had thrown her into a pool.

He had thought she would have drowned but instead she had been cured.

He watched with beady yellow eyes as they went into their rooms and closed the door.

He would get her, if not now then later but he would have her.