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Thorin: This crazy lunitic has another chapter of horror. You better not enjoy our pain!

Bilbo: What he means to say is please enjoy and leave some nice reviews! She owns her OC tolkien own the original hobbit and the movies were by other poeple(Mostly actors and Peter Jackson, the director.)

The company was settled into thier rooms and were now joining in the dining room to eat supper. Thorin, Gandalf, Lindir, Faeron and Elrond sat sepperately from the company to discuss thier journey. As convorsation started, everyone broke up into small groups.

"Faeron, How much do you know about the high council up north?" Lindir asked.

Faeron blinked and shook his head, "Im very sorry, but I can't remember anything about that... The only things I know for sure is that I can speak 4 languages, I can do magick, and I'm lost. I miss Picklez..."

Lindir sighed and put his hand over Faerons. "I'm sorry to hear that. I'm sure you'll remember eventually."

Thorin watched with a glare, before turning back to Elrond.

Elrond smiled, "Gandalf said something about a map. That it was for research."

Thorin gave Gandalf a nod of appreciation. "Yes there is a map. Though Im not sure I am willing to hand it over."

Gandalf said, "Thorin, Lord Elrond will simply be able to read it for us. Im sure no harm will come to it."

Thorin grumbles, "Fine."

Bilbo watched from the side, curious about what was going on with the elf and Thorin. Bilbo stared into the tables direction, and Balin leaned over noticing.

Balin "You alright there laddie?"

Bilbo nodded. "Oh. Yes, Im quite alright. Im worried about Thorin, and the elf though."

Balin hummed. "Yes, It is quite worring. Thorin must know what's on that map, and the elf... he doesn't look or act like a normal elf. Very culturally accepting... And maybe...? no."

Bilbo looked to him a little confused. "Maybe~ what?"

Balin shook his head. "It's nothing. Im sure Im making the wrong conclusions."

Bilbo looked to him confused.

Later that night everyone was in thier rooms except for a few of the company. Faeron and Lindir went to the library to discuss things while Gandalf, thorin, Bilbo and Elrond went to read the map at the crystal altar.

Elrond placed the map on the crystal altar humming.

Gandalf walked over, "You do still read ancient dwarvish, do you not?"

Elrond turns and nods. The light of the moon flitters onto the map revealing light blue colored runes.

"Ah! It would seem you were meant to be in Rivendell master dwarf. These runes will only appear when the same moon shines as when the runes were written. Luck has it the same moon shines tonight." Elrond reassured.

Thorin smiled in relief. "That is a relief, what do the runes say?"

Gandalf looked to him for a second with a 'really?' face.

Thorin looked to Gandalf for a second, before returning to Elrond.

Elrond continued, "Stand by the grey stone when the thrush knocks and the setting sun with the last light of Durin's Day will shine upon the key hole."

-Line-

Faeron sat in the gardens, the moon shining brightly. Faeron looked and the flowers before sighing.

Thorin happened to be walking back to the rooms and saw him sitting there, looking depressed. Thorin thought about turning around before Faeron could see him, but Faeron turned and saw him.

Faeron jumped up and tensed. "I'm sorry... I'l just be going now." He started to walk away.

Thorin knew he was going to regret this, "It's fine. You don't have to leave."

Faeron jumped, and turned around. "Oh. Thank you, I guess."

Thorin almost smiled, "you're not too bad for an elf."

Faeron burst out laughing! "I would hope so! This is my first time that I remember meeting other elves."

Thorin blinked, "Truly? One would think being an elf you wuld know more about them."

Faeron walked back over and sat down again. "Well, I have no memories from my past... what?... I think, 1,570 some years..."

Thorin looked shocked. "That is a long time to be alive."

Faeron shook his head, "you heard Gandalf... that's not much for elves. Im barely an adult. Kinda like Bilbo..."

Thorin perked up, "Really now? And how came you by this information?"

Faeron smiled, "Bilbo told me. We had a small conversation, and he seemed really nice."

Thorin sighed. "I should be going."

Faeron tensed. "Oh sorry! Yes, I'll stop bothing you."

Thorin started to walk off, before turning around. "And stop apoligizing!" He called back, before walking off again.

Faeron smiled.

- Later with Bilbo and Thorin-

Bilbo was laying in bed, and thorin was sitting in a chair in the room analyzing the map.

Bilbo asked, "Thorin... do you... like me? Find I'm not a burden?"

Thorin waved him off. "You're not a burden. Im busy with the map. Ask me later, hobbit."

Bilbo huffed some and layed down in bed, agitated. Bilbo quickly lost his anger though and just felt anxious. He excused himself and walked to the bathroom.

Thorin gave a half hearted look his way, before going back to the map.

Bilbo walked into the large closed off room. He sat on the floor by a sink and took out a small dagger he brought. He started to carve into his arms, just to get the anxiety to stop. It had been many years since he did this, but his feelings hadn't been this strong since then.

Bilbo bit his tongue, and put the dagger in the sink. He got some water and gently rinsed off the blood from it. He sighed before walking back. upon entering the room, thorin looked up, and saw the state Bilbo was in.

Thorin rushed over and examined him. Bilbo protested, "Im fine, don't worry about me right now." Thorin looked to him like he was insane, "I will decide that for my self. Have you looked at yourself?"

Bilbo was pale, with slight dark circles forming, slightly red eyes, and was shaking some. Thorin found his arm, and applied pressure to it.

"What happened?" Thorin half barked.

Bilbo looked away, "Nothing that takes presidence over your map."

Thorin sighed. "I did not mean to sound harsh... this quest is very important to me, but my parties lives matter more."

Bilbo looked to him, "So Im meerly a party member?"

Thorin began, "No... but Im unsure of how you'll take this news..."

Bilbo looked to him confused.

Thorin continued, "You're my one. You could never simply be a party member."

Bilbo looked away, "Finally you admit that I'm your mate..."

Thorin looked Bilbo in the eyes, "Did you do this to yourself?..."

Bilbo still didn't lok at Thorin. "I see..."

Bilbo turned to face Thorin, and he hugged Bilbo. "I'm sorry, Bilbo."

Bilbo returned the hug, and gave a small smile.

-Line-

That morning the company started to pack thier belongings, and Gandalf was summoned to a meeting along with Faeron.

Gandlaf and Faeron were led by Elrond to a balcany overlooking the vally. A female stood on the far end and turned when the three entered the room.

"Lady Galadriel." Gandalf said shocked.

"Mithrandir... and guest." Galadriel responded.

"Nae nin gwistant infanneth, mal ú-eichia i chíril Lorien," Gandlaf smoothly comments.

Galadriel smiles.

Gandalf says, "I had no idea Lord Elrond had sent for you."

A tall male figure out of no where comments, "He didn't, I did."

Faeron back behind Gandalf some. Gandalf turns to see Saruman, and bows.

"Saruman." He says.

Saruman eyes the elven wizard, before looking to gandalf. "I see you've been very busy as of late, my friend."

Gandalf stands back in normal posture, while Faeron simply hides as best he can behind Gandalf.

Faeron feels a hand touch his shoulder, and looks to find lady Galadriel, smiling to him.

'It's alright, Faeron. While we question what has happened no harm will come to you.' Galadriel sopke to you in your mind.

Faeron felt more at ease, and the other wizards went back to thier convorsation.

"Tell me gandalf, did you think your plans would go unnoticed?" Saruman asked.

"Unnoticed. No, I'm simply do what I feel is right!" Gandalf corrected.

"The dragon has long been on your mind." Galadriel stated.

"That is true, my lady. Smaug owes allegiance to no one. But if he should side with the enemy, a dragon could be used to terrible effect." Gandalf tries to explain.

Saruman looks to him, "What enemy? Sauron is vaquished, he can never again regain his full strength."

Elrond comments, "Gandalf, we have lived in peace for four hundred years. A hardwon watchful peace."

Gandalf huffs, "Are we? Are we at peace? Elder the Fae went missing up north, a dragon having to be slain, the north in chaos. Here, mountain trolls are coming down and attacking farmers, Orcs are starting to become more aggresive. That is not peace."

Elrond tries to sway Gandalf opinion, "Those are troubling items, but surely they can't be a prelude to war."

Saruman says, "always you must meddle. You're looking for troubling where none exists."

Galadriel speaks up, "Let him speak."

Gandalf gives a small smile, " There has to be darker forces at work. Elder the fae would not go missing so easily, and it would have had to been a very strong opponent. But, a far darker power than that I fear has arisen. The greenwood is sick! The woodsmen who live there are calling it mirkwood..."

Saruman interrupts, " There must be more than that to have worried you. these are trivial facts."

Gandalf continues, "The men speak of a necromancer living in dol-guldur, a magick user who can summon the dead."

Saruman says, "That's absurd. If such a power were to arise we would have known by now. And that has never been heard of."

Gandalf nods, "I would have thought so too, but Radaghast has..."

Saruman barked out a laugh. "Do not speak to me about Radaghast the brown. His mind is muddled by the excessive consumption of mushrooms."

Galadriel had enough. 'you carry proof from Radaghast... show it to me.'

Me: Hey guys! I'm sick, so I decided to update my story! I figured it would be a good time!

Thorin: Well... it's not horrible. The two are growing on me, not too bad of people.

Bilbo: Good! Now R and R! thx!