A little bit of Angst but some fluff too. Also, I added a comment which Frodo said at the end of LOTR The Return Of The King that I love!
Khuzdul
Sindarin

I fell asleep against Thorin's chest, tears still running down my cheek hoping I would never have to see Thorin lifeless face in my arms again.

"You."
I feel Thorin's hands grabbing my neck.
"You stole from me?"
He gets me up by the neck and puts me against the wall. It hurts. I can not breathe.
"Miserable rat."
His eyes are gray. These are not the blue eyes I fell in love with.
"You had never have been my family!"
I try to free myself but he is too strong.
"Bilbo"
I try to shout at him to forgive me, that I love him, that he is my family, that I owe him everything... No words come out of my sore throat. I can not speak.
"You've never had my loyalty!"
I feel as I'm hanging up out of the gate of Erebor, fire under my feet.
"Bilbo!"
"You've never had my heart."
The last thing I see are his eyes as I fall out of the gate and fire absorbs me.

I opened my eyes and the first thing I saw were blue eyes staring at me. I panicked when I recognized those blue eyes and felt as Thorin had me against his chest. I moved trying to free myself and I try to scream but he did not let me go.
"Bilbo. Bilbo... It's been a dream, Bilbo." I kept moving in his arms until I remembered what had happened. He was not the same Thorin who I had dreamed about, this Thorin cared for me, this Thorin... has not been betrayed by me, this Thorin had not yet passed his sickness, not yet...

I hugged him and I started to apologize, whispering. "I-I'm sorry, l-I'm sorry..." I repeated over and over again. Thorin stroked my hair and said nothing until I calmed down.

"I tried to wake you when you started to scream and moved against me, but the nightmare would not let you go."

I bit my lip and I push myself away from him. "Were you sleeping in my bed?" I stared at him and he ran a hand through his hair.

"Last night I could not move you away from me after what you had told us, so yes, I stayed with you."

I remembered then how the other night I had told them my story-lie (not that far away from reality anyway). I looked down again and I hugged my legs trying to calm down after all that happened. "S-Sorry about that... it happened a long time ago, and I believed I could talk about it but..." Thorin put his hand on my arm and I looked at him, he tried to smile but he looked sad.

"I also have nightmares, I understand." I nodded and I looked around the room, it was empty except for us. I must have been staring at nowhere for a very good while because I noticed as Thorin squeezed gently my arm to get my attention but I hissed in pain. "Still hurts?" Thorin moved closer and he inspected my arm and my wrist. I noticed then that he seemed to have dark circles down his eyes.

"Yes... but not as much as it did yesterday." Thorin nodded and he separated from me, getting up to stretch. "What time is it?"

Thorin went to the window and pulled off the curtains. "It seems a little before breakfast time." He turned to stretch again and I stood there watching at his back. When he turned around I looked away, blushing.

"And... what about the others? Is not too early to go on the road now"

Thorin coughed and avoid the question. "I think you're ready to ride the pony, but we will wait another day for you if you need it... and for Ori." He cough againg.

"No, I'm fine, and I'm sure I can ride, but maybe Ori would need Dwalin's help." Thorin smiled and raised an eyebrow.

"You also have noticed it?" I started to laugh.

"Of course! They've been looking at each other all the time and whenever Ori needed something, Dwalin help him right away." Thorin nodded and headed for the door.

"I do not think Dwalin knows that Ori likes him too, he is too blind." He said before he winked at me and left the room.

"He's not the only one blind here..." I whispered before leaving the room and go to the room where the others were.

When they saw me they all stopped talking. Ori was between Oin, who was looking at me and Dwalin, who was looking at the scribe's ankle while the rest were handing the breakfast they had requested. Thorin was sitting beside Gandalf, probably talking about what they would do next. When I approached to the table, Bofur put his arm around my shoulders. "Are you alright, Bilbo?" He asked, and I smiled.

"Yeah, sorry about yesterday..."

Bofur shook his head and Balin also approached. "Do not ask for forgiveness laddie." He grabbed my good arm. "You've been through bad times, like all those who are present here. We will not think less of you because you'd cried 'cause here we all had cried once or twice at the loss of someone we loved." I saw almost all the dwarves nodded slightly, and then Balin approached me at the table right beside Oin. "Cousin, can you see how is Bilbo when you're done with young Ori?"

Ori looked over Oin's shoulder and smiled at me as Oin turned to look at my wrist.

"I am truly sorry that you had to go through that, Bilbo..."

"Thank you, Ori." I replied, and my mind said "I hope we would never have to get through it again."

After Oin said that my wrist was fine saying that nothing was broken and bandaged me, I had breakfast. The atmosphere seemed a little more relaxed, Kili and Fili tried to throw food at each other but Thorin shout at them, which made everyone laugh. When the brothers got tired of mischief and had eaten they looked at me and whispered at each other, as Merry and Pippin when they were young and they wanted me to tell them the story of my journey with 13 dwarves.

"Fili, Kili, if you want to ask me something you can do it, really."

The two brothers looked at each other. At the end Fili was the one who spoke first. "We were wondering how it is that you fell in love with this dwarf, Threon was his name?"

I bit my lip and looked at my hands. "Theon. And I do not know how I fell for him, I guess he was a good dwarf and that he treated me like I was family. But I never told him that I loved him, I did not have the time." I smiled saddly and the two brothers looked at each other again. The table was silent when Kili looked at me again.

"Then why did you come with us? Would it not have been better to stay at the quiet of Bag End, no ambushes of orcs and dwarves that remind you of him?"

I nodded and stared at him. "Kili, after everything I went through, how do you think I could go with a quiet life? With all that I lost... I ask you, Kili, how do you pick up the threads of an old life? How do you go on... when in your heart you begin to understand... there is no going back? There are some things that time cannot mend... some hurts that go too deep... that have taken hold..." Kili stopped looking at me and looked at his hands.

"Sorry, Bilbo..."

I shook my head and I felt Bofur and Ori hugging me. "Do not worry, I'm fine! You are not the first one who has asked me these questions." However, Bofur and Ori did not release me. Kili and Fili also joined the hug, then the embrace of the four of them was already crushing me and I could not breathe. "Come on, come on! You're going to do smashed hobbit if you keep doing that!" Everyone laughed and they let me go, Bofur gave me a kiss on the head. I turned to look at Gandalf and Thorin who were talking looking at me and I raised an eyebrow when they turned, as if I was been deducted. I looked at Bofur who shrugged and we continued talking. Bifur, for the first in what we had been on the road started to talk to me in Khuzdul, and Bofur translated me his stories, but I knew what he was saying because when Lord Elrond taught me Khuzdul, his accent was similar to Bifur's, but of course, I could not tell him that. Bifur told me he was doing a wooden toy which last time he gave to Gimli after I left Erebor, and Gimli wore it during the War of the Ring. Just after Dawn we proceeded to collect our things and I noticed that Gandalf and Thorin did not stop talking to each other, softly, as if they did not want anyone to hear them. I approached them and noticed how they tense a little.

"It's something wrong?" I asked worried.

"No, master Baggins." Thorin answered while Gandalf walked away. "Just some paranoias of an old wizard." Thorin smiled and left as I watched Gandalf leave as well. I was sure that Gandalf knew something was wrong with me. I went to Gandalf once we went outside the inn.

"Gandalf... can we talk for a minute?" Gandalf nodded and got to the side of the inn. "I know you think something is going on, and you're right, but for now you have to trust me. I thought about it a lot, and I think I'd better tell you, Lord Elrond and Lady Galadriel what is happening, but I'll do it when we get to Rivendell, please trust me on this."

Gandalf stared at me without knowing what to say, but soon nodded. "I trust you, Bilbo Baggins, I do not know why, because all my senses tell me not to, but I do."

I sighed in relief. "Thank You. Once we get to Rivendell I'll tell you everything, but the only condition is that none of the dwarves can know about it."

Before Gandalf could say anything Thorin called us to get on our ponies, so Gandalf just nodded slightly and went for his horse.

We started the trip again each in their pony except for Ori who still rode with his back against Dwalin because his ankle would take a little longer to heal. All they looked pretty tired, so I approached Fili and Kili and I asked them if they had been awakened by my nightmare.

"Well... we were woke up, but..." Kili looked at his brother, and Fili continued.

"Gandalf had worst nightmares than you since we arrived at Bag End, and some of us had strange dreams about you."
"What kind of dreams?"

The brothers looked at each other and I saw Thorin who had approached and addressed his nephews. "I told you not to talk about this issue with the halfling." Thorin said and I could not help the shiver that chilled my blood.

"Thorin? What's wrong? "I asked staring at him, and he shook his head.

"Nothing to worry about, Master Baggins."

I let out a nervous laugh and stopped the pony, making the rest of the Company also stop. "Thorin Oakenshield, what's happening?"

I looked at each dwarf and Thorin looked at Gandalf who nodded weakly. Then Thorin and Gandalf stared at me and Gandalf replied. "I had dreamed about things that have not happened but I feel that I have lived them. I have seen death and war when they have not happened yet. I have dreamed about this trip and I have dreamed about you, Bilbo."

"What have you dreamed about exactly?" I asked serious.

"Erebor and Mordor."

My blood froze. "So, you know about it?" I asked him in Sindarin as he raised an eyebrow.

"I do know nothing and that it's what worries me, Bilbo, it worries me that you know more than a Protector of Middle Earth."

I sighed in relief and stroked Myrtel's crin. "We will discuss this in Rivendell, do not fear, Mithrandir." I smiled slightly and I looked to Thorin. "Do you trust me?" I asked him staring into his deep blue eyes.

He sighed but he did not leave my eyes. "We have just met but I feel like we have known each other for a long time, I feel I could die for you, and I do not like it. I dreamed about you the night before we met, how could I dream about you if we did not know each other?" He said very seriously and the members of the Company looked at each other.

"Thorin... in Bag End was the first time we had met, I assure you." I smiled slightly and we continued on our way. Neither this time I had lie, it was true that we had first met in Bag End, but in another lifetime.

We remain silent until we reached a mountain where we set up our camp. It was the same place as the time before so once we were all ready to sleep, I sat near Fili and Kili. Shortly after talking a bit about their mother, I heard what once before almost made me faint (for second time). Orcs.

"Orcs!" Kili said approaching to his brother and me. His uncle took a singular jump against the stone on which he was leaning.

"Yes, I do not want to get close to them ever again.." I said sighing and looking at my hands. I knew it was the horde of orcs that followed Azog, and that made me shiver.

"Are you really that afraid of orcs, Bilbo?" Joked Kili but nobody laughed as Thorin's eyes seemed to assassinate him with a look.

"You think it's funny, Kili?"

"N-No, Thorin, just ..."

"You know nothing of this world or what is out there." I bit my lip and felt how Thorin aproched us and put me against his chest so I could stop shaking. I looked at his eyes but they were looking at the fire, lost in his thoughts. Shortly after, Balin walked over and put a hand over Kili's shoulder.

"Don't mind him, laddie. Thorin has more cause than most to hate orcs." I looked at Thorin again and I wanted to stroke his hair but I did not do it, I knew we did not have that level of... friendship?, security?, let's call it relationship... But I put a hand on his arm, feeling throughout the story Balin was telling how tense he got and how, eventually, completely unstrung.

"What happened to the pale orc?" Asked Ori sitting against a rock, his bad leg in Dwalin's lap.

Before Balin answer I thought I had to warn them that the pale orc was still alive and I had only one option, so I let my fear consume me and I began to tremble.

"Bilbo?" The Company had risen after Balin's story and now they were all looking at me. I looked into Thorin's eyes and I grabbed his hand with my healthy one.

"T-The Pale Orc... had a scar across one side of his face?"

Thorin tightened more and looked at me strangely. "Yes... how do you know...?"

I bit my lip more and some blood came off of it. I looked down. "That was the orc who killed Theon and Freyon."

Thorin released me and looked at me as if he had seen a ghost. "It can not be." He simply said, and I remembered the first time I saw Azog and how Thorin's face was full of terror unaware of him being alive.

"He had no arm, but a sword instead. W-With that sword he killed them." I began to tremble again and I saw how Thorin left the camp. I did not follow him because I knew he would want to be alone. Both Dwalin and Balin, who had fought in the Battle of Azanulbizar, were pale. Balin approached me.

"Are you sure about him, laddie?" I nodded.

"I-I do not think there's another orc as you've described Balin. I-I'm sure. "

Eventually the Company returned to their sleeping bags, except Thorin who did not return to camp until dawn. I lay near the fire and Fili and Kili shortly after huddled against me as if they were protecting me, or as if they wanted me to protect them. None of the Company was able to sleep that night at the sound of orcs made it more difficult.

Well, Thorin was not sent back to the past as many of you were thinking, but he is having some dreams that maybe they will make him remember hehehehe. There is just a little for you to know who is the one who has been sent back with Bilbo!
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