Enya sat against the inner wall of the cave and could not stop shivering. They left without Gandalf just before dawn. When she asked Thorin why, he muttered something about elves being patronizing creatures. Enya closed her eyes. She was tired and the day had been tough. Navigating their way on the slope of a mountain had been nerve wracking. She hated heights. And to make matters worse, they then ran into stone giants... Fighting stone giants who crushed the fucking soil under their feet. Enya had never been so scared in all her life. She put her arms over her legs and stared into the darkness outside. This was madness. She wanted to hide in the cave and never come out again.

'We camp here.' Thorin ordered.

'Let's start a fire. Miss Enya?' Gloín said and he rubbed his hands.

'No, no fire.' Thorin pressed. 'Caves in the mountain are seldom unoccupied. Get some rest, we continue in the morning. Bofur, you take the first watch.'

All the dwarves complied and laid down on the floor. Within ten minutes, the snoring began. Enya sighed and cautiously got up. She crept past the sleeping dwarves and went to sit next to Bofur.

'Miss, are you all right?' Bofur asked. 'Are you not tired?'

Enya shook her head. 'I cannot sleep.'

'Why is that?'

'Because I will relive this day again in my dreams, and I'm not prepared for that.'

Bofur chuckled. 'It is the wild miss. It's no place for the faint hearted.'

'I am not faint hearted!' Enya hissed.

Bofur grinned. 'No worries, miss. You're more tough than any of us expected you to be.'

They sat in silence for a moment.

'What is your world like?' Bofur asked.

'So different…' Enya frowned. 'But yet so similar.'

'In what way?'

'In my world they have more knowledge about… medicines and diseases.' Enya paused. 'Although the men in my world tend to believe they are highly civilized, I find that the majority of men I know, are quite rude and… two-faced.'

'Two-faced?' Bofur said.

Enya smiled. 'People in my world are not always sincere. They are back stabbers. Pretend to like you to get what they want.'

'Sounds like there is no honor over there.'

'Some men and women are sincere and honorable. But the majority…' Enya didn't finish her sentence.

'So, would you consider staying with us when we arrive in Erebor?' Bofur asked.

Enya sighed. 'Even if I wanted to go home, I don't know how. And I don't expect to bump into a portal again.'

Bofur frowned. 'But you are a witch'

Enya laughed. 'Yes, that I am. But I derive my powers from nature, and there is nothing natural about a big void sucking you into another dimension. I cannot and do not want to summon such a thing.'

'So are you staying with us, then?' Bofur smiled.

'I might.' Enya mused. 'But I don't know if our grumpy leader gives his consent to that. He seems to be very annoyed by my presence.'

Bofur grinned. 'We will persuade him. Besides, you have to stay. You see, there is this girl in the blue mountains… and I need your advice on that.'

Enya giggled. 'I don't know if I'm the best person to give you advice about that. I had a human upbringing, remember? I have no clue how dating stuff works over here.'

'But you are a female dwarf! You must know!' Bofur whispered.

Their conversation was interrupted by Bilbo, who obviously tried to sneak past them to go outside. He had his walking stick in his hand and his traveling bag was on his back.

'Where do you think you are going?' Bofur said.

Bilbo sighed and turned around. He looked ashamed. 'Back to Rivendell.'

'No, No!' Bofur said and he got up. 'You can't turn back now, you're a part of the company!'

'I'm not though, am I?' Bilbo said and Enya detected sincere grief in his eyes. 'Thorin said I shouldn't have come and he was right. I don't know what I was thinking. I never should have run out of my door.'

'You are just homesick! We understand that.' Bofur said.

Enya closed her eyes as she heard Bilbo protest.

'No, you don't UNDERSTAND! You're dwarves, you are used to this! To living on the road and never belonging anywhere.'

Enya shook her head and stood up. 'They do belong somewhere, Bilbo. They belong in Erebor, their home.'

Bilbo blushed and he was visibly appalled by his own outburst. 'I am sorry, Bofur. I didn't…'

'No, you're right.' Bofur said sadly and he looked at his sleeping friends.

Enya stared at Bilbo's sword. It was glowing with an intense blue color.

'Bilbo, what on earth is that?'

Bilbo followed her gaze and when he saw the glowing sword too, his eyes told Enya that something was wrong.

Then they heard a rumbling sound beneath them.

'WAKE UP!' Thorin yelled. 'GET ON YOUR FEET!'

Everyone (drowsy or not) immediately did what they were told to do.

'What the…!' Enya screamed as the sand that laid on the floor disappeared. With a loud noise, the floor opened beneath their feet and the company found themselves falling into darkness.

They were in trouble. Enya knew that much. First there was that terrible fall that took way to long. When they landed she was crushed by Balin and Gloín, but there was no time to recover. Little foul creatures ran straight towards them and started to poke everyone around. She was pushed to walk forward. Enya glimpsed at one of them and shivered. They were dead ugly. She knew a thing or two about middle earth and this had to be goblins. She lowered herself and sat still, hoping they would pass her unnoticed. She cautiously lifted her head up and saw Nori staring at her while he was pushed by the goblins.

'I will follow you' she mimicked, hoping he would understand her. Her body trembled as she tucked herself away behind a box. Not a perfect hiding spot, but it would do for now.

'Miss Enya!'

Enya shot up and heaved a sigh when she saw the halfling standing a few feet away from her.

'God damn it Bilbo, you scared me to death.' She complained.

'I'm sorry' he said quietly.

She crouched near him.

'What should we do now?' Bilbo whispered.

'Go rescue the others.' Enya said.

'What if we get separated?'

'Then find a way out of this place.' Enya said. 'There is no need to linger here on your own.'

The hobbit nodded.

'All right, I think they went-' Enya began, but they were interrupted by two goblins.

The goblins screamed when they saw the potentially new prisoners and lunged at them. Enya took her sai and gave Bilbo a short nod.

'I'll get the large one'

She got up and dodged the attack of the large goblin. For a few seconds they paced around each other and Enya was unsure what she should do. Then she remembered Dwalin's lessons. Don't be predictable.

She smiled and swung one of her sai in the air. The goblin narrowed his eyes and eyed the beautiful weapon. She took a quick step forward and pierced it through the goblin's heart. With a powerful kick from her feet the limb body of the goblin fell over the edge into the darkness.

'Miss Enya!' screamed Bilbo.

Enya turned around and saw that Bilbo was having great difficulty fighting the other goblin. He was near the edge. Too near.

'Hold on, I'm coming!' Enya yelled, but as she ran to him, she saw both the hobbit and the goblin tipping over the edge.

'BILBO!' she screamed as she saw him disappearing.

She sat down on her knees and sobbed. She killed the hobbit. He needed her help and she responded too late. If she had noticed earlier, she could have thrown her knife or she would… Enya whimpered. She singlehandedly deprived the company of their only burglar. She knew her contract stated she was a burglar too, but she was hardly any burglar material. She swallowed hard and tried to steady her breathing. She might have lost Bilbo, but the others needed her. She had to try to save them. Enya got up on her feet and scouted her surroundings. The area was abandoned. Everyone had followed her company deeper into the earth. Enya sighed and paced forward, unsure how to remain unnoticed. She wished she had a 'stealth mode' from that assassins creed Jason used to play. That would come in handy right now. Enya crept along the wooden bridge and prayed she wouldn't fall down as well. How was she going to save the others from this mess? She could release her fire on a dozen of goblins, but she reckoned there would be hundreds of them. Or maybe even thousands. She felt a flame in the palm of her hand and stopped. It felt warm and it comforted her. For a few seconds, she watched it. Her breathing became normal again.

'Where is the one I love?' she whispered. 'Where is my kin?'

The flame grew bigger and raised from her hand.

'Show me the way' Enya said.

The flame started to move, almost too fast to follow. Enya ran behind it. She had no idea where she was going, but she instinctively knew it would lead the way. To Thorin. To the others. She stopped thinking and ran as fast as she could.

As she rushed along a wide bridge, she heard a voice.

'Hey, YOU!' someone hissed.

Enya stopped. Her flame stopped.

'Yes, you! The one who is following that fire! Can you get me out of here?'

Enya took a step closer and peered over the edge of the bridge. There was a woman, hanging in a cage above the abyss. The woman was small, maybe a bit taller than Enya herself. She had a broad posture and Enya could tell she was a warrior. The woman had fiery red hair and hazelnut eyes that pierced through her skin. Her face was standard and a bit… crude. Whoever this was, she was no natural beauty.

'There are no goblins around.' She said. 'Can you get me out?'

'Who are you?' Enya asked.

'I am Dolvira, a commander in the army of the longbeards clan.'

Enya narrowed her eyes. She did not know if she liked the redhead, but she saw no harm in letting her out that cage. That is, if she would not get in the way.

Enya tried to unlock the door of the cage. The rope was firmly tied together in a knot. Enya sighed.

'How did you end up here?'

'I was searching for my love.' Dolvira answered and she smiled. Enya had to admit that the woman's smile opened up her face. You could even go as far as call that… pretty.

'All right, hold your horses.' Enya said. 'This is too tight.'

'Then cut it.' Dolvira said impatiently.

Enya shook her head. 'I've got a better idea.'

She focused and froze the rope. With a quick move of her hand it shattered into little ice splinters.

She opened the tiny door.

'Are you coming or what?' she winked.

Dolvira climbed out of the cage with ease. Enya had to admit, the girl had some serious skills!

'Good luck, I've got things to do.' Enya said and she turned to her flame again.

'Show me.' She whispered.

The flame flew away again. Enya hurried after it.

'What are you doing?' Dolvira yelled. 'Why are you following that stupid fire? You have no idea where you are going!' She ran a few feet behind her.

Enya rolled her eyes. 'I don't need you to follow me!'

She didn't want to be rude, but she knew how Thorin felt about dragging people along.

'I think we have a better chance of getting out of here when we're together.' Dolvira snapped. 'AND if you stop following that thing around like a lunatic.'

Oh right. Dolvira had a better chance if they were together. Enya couldn't care less about that. She was on a mission.

She turned. 'I am going to get my dwarves out of trouble. You are a fucking commander, you know how to get out of here. So, if you're wise, you save your own skin.'

'After a damn long time in that cage, I could use some distraction.' Dolvira pressed.

'Don't get in my way.' Enya threatened.

'You are quite bold for such a young lass, aren't you?' Dolvira said with a nasty voice.

Enya tilted her head. 'Get used to it, or get lost.'

She turned and followed her flame again. It burned brighter.

They were near.

Suddenly, the flame stopped. Enya and Dolvira got on their knees and peered around the corner.

'That's where all the goblins went to.' Enya whispered as she was staring at the big open space in front of her. If she had to name this place, it would be 'goblin town square'. The space seemed to be cut out by the goblins themselves, because the workmanship looked coarse and hasty. The various sizes of platforms and roads connecting them made the room frightening. Literally every platform was filled with screaming goblins. They much resembled the football hooligans at home. Enya covered her ears. The sound they made vibrated through the room and was amplified by the enormous ceiling above them. The biggest platform was situated in the middle. Carved in a huge rock that stood up high in the cave, there was a throne, occupied by the fattest and bulkiest goblin she had ever seen. Or imagined. He wore a crown and held a scepter. Enya watched in disgust as his double chin swung around with each movement of his head. Double chin? Heck no, this was far worse. This was a goblin with morbid obesity.

'Yeah, duh. Of course they did.' Dolvira groaned, obviously displeased with Enya's stupidity. 'This is their headquarter.' She pointed at the throne.

Enya wanted to move forward, but Dolvira roughly grabbed her by her shirt.

'Where do you think you are going, love?'

'Save my kin.' Enya hissed with clenched teeth. 'I know perfectly well what I am doing.'

'You have no idea.' Dolvira scoffed.

'I am a witch.' Enya said in a haughtily manner. 'I can set this entire lair ablaze, if I wanted to. So don't you tell me what I can or can't do.'

'I understand that in the past your pretty little petite face must have gotten you everything you wanted with just a blink of those blue eyes, but down here it doesn't work that way.' Dolvira shot at her.

'Excuse me?'

Breathe, Enya, breathe…

'Let me be clear.' Dolvira snarled. 'Your pretty face is useless. I don't care if you are a witch, or what you claim you can do. Wizards and witches are lunatics. If we want to get out of here, you do it my way. Follow me.'

Enya bit on her tongue. The bitch better knew what she was doing, or there would be hell to pay if they ever got out of here alive.

Although it only took both girls five minutes to hate each other with an intense passion, they cooperated… well let's say they had a common purpose. Everything went fine, if they agreed on something. They decided to counter the platform from two sides. Enya would emerge from the throne side and Dolvira from the back. They probably would receive a few moments of surprise, which should be long enough for the dwarves to pick up their arms from the pile in the middle.

Enya climbed on the rock and hated the fact that it caused her some difficulty. She had no time for this. Slowly she worked herself onto the top and casually sat above the fat goblin king's head. She glanced over at the company and met Thorins' gaze. He seemed surprised but yet somewhat relieved to see her, and gave her a little smile. She winked and smiled mischievously as she lifted the crown from his head. It was heavy. Enya threw it in the black abyss behind her.

'Oops.' She said and she bit her lip.

All the dwarves chuckled.

'WHO IS TAKING MY CROWN?' the king yelled as he got up from his throne, squashing a few poor subjects in his anger. He turned and his vile eyes met hers.

Enya did her best not to puke when she saw his face from up close. His long hair was greasy and his face was covered with acne. Yikes.

'Hi there.' She purred. 'I don't believe we have met, haven't we?'

'And who are you?' he bellowed.

Enya narrowed her eyes. 'You happen to have my gents, and I want them back.'

The king grinned. 'That is not going to happen. You see, I need his head!' He pointed at Thorin, who looked extremely angered by the fact.

Enya felt her hands filling up with flames. Bring it on, baby.

'WHAT ARE YOU?' the king of goblins asked her as he watched the flames apprehensively.

'What?' Enya stood up. 'What… what am I? That is not a nice question to-'

She was interrupted by a swinging rope with a goblin on it. With force she burned the rope and the goblin landed with an awful smack on the stone wall of the cave.

'That is not a nice question to ask.' She repeated.

The goblin king showed her his teeth.

Enya smiled and jumped off the rock.

She was ready to set the goblin kings' ass on fire (ha, that would make him run into that black hole himself) when suddenly-

BOOM.

The loud bang went with a massive force that blew every dwarf and goblin off their feet. It was accompanied by a bright light. Enya groaned. She had no idea who caused this, except that she was innocent of this type of violence.

'Pick up your arms!' Gandalf shouted. 'Pick up your arms and fight!'

They ran for their lives. Enya was in the front of the group, shooting flames and icicles at every goblin she could find. She followed Gandalf as they navigated them through the goblins' realm. The last ones of the group cut away the paths after them as much as they could, to stop the goblins from following them. Enya feared that wouldn't help their cause. The bridges and platforms they crossed all looked the same to her. She had no idea where they were going. They could even venture even deeper in the mountain…

They wanted to cross over a bridge when they were blocked by the goblin king.

'You thought you could escape me?' he said and lunged at Gandalf.

The wizard skillfully avoided him.

'What are you going to do now, wizard?' he grinned.

Gandalf reacted quickly and stabbed the king in his eye with his staff. The king grunted and grabbed his face with one of his filthy hands. Gandalf shouted and went on to wound the king further by sliding his belly open.

'That would do it!' the king confessed and grabbed his abdomen with his other hand.

But Gandalf obviously did not agree with that. With a quick move from his blade again, he slid the kings' throat. The king tipped over and all the goblins squealed in horror. The platform cracked under the sudden extra weight. Enya shot Thorin an uneasy glance. They all listened in silence as the creaking became louder and the platform became more and more unstable. With a terrifying squeak the construction gave up and crashed down.

'This is ba-!' Enya screamed.

She tried to stand steady, but the platform was wobbling and turning as it went down. She felt her feet losing grip and her body would have tripped over if it was not for a strong muscly arm that grabbed her. Thorin held her tight to his chest as he kept his (AND HER) balance. He even managed to give her a 'you clumsy lass' look. Enya had to admit she liked the panty shredding look more. But seriously, how could he handle the situation with that laid-back attitude of his? She could not even manage herself…

Their moment was roughly interrupted when the platform reached the ground. Enya bit her lip when found herself on top of Thorin. This was not bad at all. If she would land on him like this every time, she would definitely like to make this fall again. A hundred times even.

'I'm sorry.' She apologized.

Thorin chuckled. 'Let's say I am happy it's just you, and not Bombur.'

Enya frowned.

'He is a lot heavier than you are' he whispered and he gently stroked her face.

'Is he now, captain obvious?' Enya giggled.

'Well, that could have been worse' Bofur stated happily.

Right after he finished his sentence, the (now dead) goblin king took his last revenge and his dead body landed on their group.

'YOU'VE GOT TO BE JOKING!' Dwalin hissed.

'You should not have said that, Bofur! Damn you!' Enya complained and reluctantly she got up.

They all paused when they heard the sound of hundreds of mad goblin subjects. Enya sighed. Great. The hooligans were on the move again.

'Gandalf?' Kíli said as he stared in the darkness.

'Only one thing can save us.' Gandalf said. 'Daylight. RUN!'

Everyone got up as quickly as they could and they ran for their lives again.

'Oh thank god.' Enya panted as they reached the safeness of daylight.

'Where is the hobbit?' Gandalf asked. 'Where is Bilbo?'

The dwarves looked around. They all had no clue where the hobbit had gone.

'Mister Baggings ran off to his comfortable home when he had the chance.' Thorin stated. 'He hasn't thought of anything else since he left it.'

'No, you are wrong. He fell.' Enya said, remembering what happened again. 'He… tripped over the edge. He…'

'No, he is still here.' Answered Bilbo as he appeared from behind the trees.

'THANK GOD!' Enya ran up to him and hugged him. Bilbo laughed, although he was feeling a bit awkward by her sudden affection.

'I thought you…' she whispered.

'Why did you come back?' asked Thorin, clearly puzzled.

'Because you guys lost your home. And I want to help you to reclaim it, if I can.' The hobbit said.

Thorin smiled and gave Bilbo a grateful nod.

'HEY!'

Everyone looked up.

Enya rolled her eyes as she saw Dolvira emerging too.

'I GOT NEARLY KILLED, LASS!' She snarled.

'Oh for fucks sake.' She muttered.

She turned to face the woman.

'That is not my problem, honey. Damn, I should have left you in that cage. If you are truly a fucking commander of the fucking longbeards' army, then you should not have to rely on me to fucking survive, yeah?'

Enya frowned when she realized Dolvira wasn't even listening at her.

'Thorin' she whispered.

'Dolvira' he said and his voice was clouded with emotion.

She paced at him and gave him a long, tight hug.

Enya turned to Gandalf and tried to see if HE know what was going on, but his face was riddled with genuine concern.

When Dolvira finally let go of him, she turned to Enya with a devious smile.

'Thank you for helping me find my love, Enya.' She said in a sweet tone.

Enya felt like her heart was crushed into a thousand pieces.

Dolvira had been searching for her lover.

Thorin?

Thorin.

WAIT, WHAT?