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Chapter 4

It was poring rain, and everyone was miserable. There was no happiness in the air. Some would try to start a conversation, but it never went anywhere. Eventually Dori asked Gandalf if he cold stop the rain.

"Here Mr. Gandalf," Dori started. "Can't you do something about this deluge?"

"It is raining Master dwarf, and it will continue to rain until the rain is done. If you with to change the weather of the world, you should find yourself another wizard. ." Gandalf replied.

"Are there any?" Bilbo asked Gandalf.

"What?" asked Gandalf.

"Other wizards?"

"There are five of us. The greatest of our order is Saruman the White. And then there are the two Blue Wizards… you know I've quite forgotten their names." Said Gandalf.

"And the fifth?" asked Bilbo.

"Well that would be Radagast the Brown." Said Gandalf.

"Is he a great wizard, or is he more like you?" Bilbo asked Gandalf.

Jaille and Kili couldn't help but smile at each other. Fili punched Kili's arm and gave them both a disapproving look.

"Well I think he is a very great wizard… in his own way. He's a gentle soul, who prefers the company of animals for others. He keeps a watchful eye over the vast forest lands to the East and a good thing too. For always evil will look to find a foothold in this world." And they no longer discussed about Wizards.

The rain had now stopped and everyone was now in a brighter mood. Well except Thorin. His mood hadn't changed that much.

"Thorin cheer up! The rain has ended, and it is nice out. I am sure we will make camp soon." Said Jaille.

"I am not upset Jaille." Replied Thorin.

"You sound like you are angry. Did I do something? No wait of course I did something. What did I do this time?"

"Jaille you have done nothing; well not yet. I am just… thinking." His hand was on Jaille's shoulder. Their eyes met, and he smiled at her. Jaille returned him a small smile. Her cheeks started to turn to pink until Bofur barged in.

"What's the lovely couple talking about?!" Bofur was smiling ear to ear. "Oh come now, no need to stop talking because of me."

"Bofur! We are not a couple." Jaille couldn't even look at Thorin without blushing. Thorin didn't respond to Bofur. He went up to ride by Gloin. "Really?"

"I'm sorry I just couldn't help myself." Bofur shrugged his shoulders.

"Oh Bofur, we will never be a couple. Those days are in the past." Jaille said nothing more on the topic. Bofur soon rode by Thorin. He knew that Thorin and Jaille cared for each other. The question was what had torn them apart?

"Not bad Thorin, though i thought you would go for someone with more facial hair." Bofur said. Thorin just rolled his eyes. He looked over at Jaille who was talking to Bifur. Hiding your love for someone was no easy task. Everyone knew though that Thorin's people would not accept Jaille. Jaille's ancestors had caused the Dwarves much pain.

"More facial hair? I have found a way to care for her. Her looks are what drove me away at first." Thorin realized he had said to much. He never talked about his feelings. Bofur just smiled to himself.

They now came to a house that had burned down about a few weeks ago. Most of the company was tired and hungry now. Some got off their ponies and were doing what Thorin needed them to do for the camp.

"A farmer and his family used to live here." Muttered Gandalf. "I think we should move on. We could make for the Hidden Valley. He said to Thorin.

"I told you already, I will not go near that place." Said Thorin.

"Why not?! The Elves could help us. We could get food, rest, advice."

"I do not need their advice."

"Your uncle must really hate Elves Kili." Said Jaille. They were both sitting down in the grass.

"How can you tell? I just wish the rift between the Elves and Dwarves would come to an end." Kili responded with sadness in his eyes. Jaille put her hand a Kili's shoulder.

"I know it hurts. I wish my people and the Dwarves would be friends again. Though I do not blame you Dwarves for despising us. It was mainly my ancestor's fault." Jaille was picturing her great, great, great grandfather arguing with Thror. A single tear fell from her eye. She couldn't stand to see old friendships fall.

"Thorin is more than friends with you." Kili gave Jaille a smirk.

"Kili!" Jaille had an astonished look on her face. She lowered her voice so only Kili could hear her, "You know not to bring that up. I feel like I have to say this all the time, we do not fancy each other."

"I've seen the way he looks at you. We all have, it's no mystery to us."

"Myself Mr. Baggins! I've had enough of Dwarves for the day!" Gandalf yelled. Jaille and Kili hadn't noticed that Gandalf was leaving until he raised his voice.

"Gandalf you can't leave!" Jaille called out. "Don't leave me with these Dwarves!" Dwalin glared at Jaille. "I was joking."

It was dark and they were eating a stew Bombur had made. "Here bring this to the lads." Bofur handed one bowl of stew to Bilbo and the other to Jaille. They were bringing Fili and Kili their supper. When they got to Fili and Kili, Bilbo and Jaille saw they had blank expressions upon their face.

"Fili, Kili what's wrong?" asked Jaille.

"You know how we had seventeen ponies," Kili started. Jaille nodded her head.

"Well now we only have fifteen." Fili finished.

"Nice going guys." Jaille commented.

"Hey it isn't our fault! Someone or something took them!" Fili snapped at Jaille.

"Which ponies are exactly missing?" asked Bilbo.

"Daisy and Bungo." Kili replied. "Look a light." Fili, Kili and Jaille started to head towards it.

"Um shouldn't we go and tell Thorin." Bilbo asked them. No one gave him an answer.

"Get down Bilbo." Jaille whispered. Out came a troll who was carrying two ponies towards the light.

"He's got Myrtle and Minty! We have to get them back." Bilbo cried out.

"Bilbo keep your voice down." Whispered Jaille.

"We? There is no we. Since you are our official burglar we thought you could take care of it." Said Fili.

"Me?!" Bilbo asked with a surprised look on his face.

"Shhh!" Fili ordered.

"Don't worry mountain trolls are slow and stupid. You can easily do it." Said Kili.

"I'm sorry Bilbo but, I'm going to sit this one out. If something happens just hoot twice like a barn owl, and once like a screech-owl, good luck." Jaille patted Bilbo on the back, then she went off with Fili and Kili.

"Are you sure Bilbo can do this?" asked Jaille.

"Don't worry he'll be fine." Replied Kili.

"Just wondering what are we going to do about the ponies? I'm sure Bilbo won't be able to recue all four." Said Jaille. They hadn't really thought of that. All three knew that Thorin would be upset about it, but if the waited to tell him; he would be furious.

"Don't worry he won't notice." Said Kili. He was trying to think of a good excuse to give to Thorin.

"How would he not notice?" Fili asked his brother.

"Uhhh… yeah, he'd notice. Maybe Bilbo will retrieve the ponies before Thorin will notice." Replied Kili.

'I seriously doubt that. Do you hear that?" asked Jaille. They all went quiet. They could hear a commotion happening over by the trolls. "Bilbo's in trouble. Fili, Kili start heading over there. I'll go get the others." Ordered Jaille. The brothers started to walk over to the trolls until Jaille said, "Faster, but don't let them see you." She then sprinted back to the camp.

"Jaille is something wrong?" Nori asked her.

"Where's Thorin?" She asked.

"He's over there." Nori pointed to his right.

"Thorin!" Jaille hollered.

"What?! What's wrong?" Thorin stood up and went over to Jaille.

"Bilbo's in trouble. She answered.

The Dwarves and Jaille were running over to the trolls, to go meet Fili and Kili and then rescue Bilbo.

"You still have that sword?" Thorin asked Jaille.

"Yes I do." Jaille was carrying the Pearson family sword. It was made for the very first King of Varanton. It was made by Elves which meant the blade would grow blue when Orcs or Goblins were near.

"I thought you did not care for it." Said Thorin.

"I still don't." They were hiding in the bushes waiting for a good time to pop out and rescue Bilbo.

"Kili no." whispered Thorin. Tom (one of the trolls) was holding Bilbo. Kili came out from hiding and yelled,

"Drop him!"

"What?!" Tom questioned.

"I said drop him!" The company came out from hiding and attacked the three trolls. Tom dropped Bilbo from being cut in the leg. Bilbo then ran over to the ponies to free them.

Jaille was quite the fighter. She had skill, but she wasn't born with the talent. It had taken her many years to become a great fighter. Her step-father Alexander taught her how to fight. Though some she learned on her own.

Fighting the trolls wasn't much use. They did damage all right, but the trolls were not going to let the Dwarves be victorious. Unfortunately for Bilbo, Tom and Bert (another one of the trolls) had picked him up and were holding him by hi arm and legs so he mad an "x" shape.

"Oi! Lay down your arms!" Tom ordered.

"Or will rip his off!" said Bert.

"Bilbo!" Kili was about to go up but Thorin stopped him.

"No." Thorin said. They all sat in silence for a little bit. Thorin his sword and then the others dropped their weapons.

They were trapped, and they had no idea how they would get out of this mess. Some were tied up in sacs, others were being slowly cooked. The trolls were arguing on how to cook the Dwarves. None of them were coming to an agreement.

"Why don't we just sit on them and squash them into jelly." William (the third troll) suggested.

"Or we could just eat them raw." Said Bert.

"No! That is not how we are going to eat them! I am the cook so I get to decide!" Tom said in anger. "We need to hurry up I don't fancy being turned to stone!" Bilbo was the only one who thought about what Tom said. Bilbo then came up with an idea to get them out of this mess.

"You guys obviously need help. I can help you." Said Bilbo.

"What do you know about cooking dwarf!?" asked Tom.

"Oh I know a lot about cooking." Said Bilbo with pride in his voice.

"All right, how should we cook them?"

"First you have to…" Bilbo had no idea what to say. He hadn't given any thought to it.

"Yes.." Bilbo was worried that Tom was going to figure out Bilbo's scheme.

"Yes… what you need to do is… skin them first!" The company was furious at Bilbo. Why would he do such a horrible thing?! They thought.

"Trader!" Thorin yelled.

"What a load of rubbish! I've eaten plenty with their skins on." Said Bert.

"Yeah! I don't care I want to a bit of raw Dwarf." Said William. William picked up Bombur by his and held him over his mouth. Bombur was struggling and trying to get out.

"No not him! He's got worms… in his tubes." Said Bilbo. William had a disgusted look on his face. "In fact I wouldn't eat any of them."

"We don't have parasites! You have parasites!" Kili yelled. The Dwarves were starting to yell at Bilbo again, but Thorin figured out what Bilbo was up to. Thorin kicked Kili in the side and they all got the message. "Mine are the biggest parasites!" yelled Kili.

"I've got parasites as big as my arm!" shouted Oin. This went on for some time. Tom kept arguing with Bilbo. Bert and William were just sitting there listening. They had no idea what was really going on.

"You think I don't know what you're up to. The little ferrite is taking us for fools!" said Tom.

"Ferrite?!" said Bilbo.

"Fools?!" said William.

Then they heard a voice. A voice that they had never been so glad to hear. The voice said, "The dawn will take you all!"

"Who's that?" asked Bert.

"No idea." Tom replied.

"Can we eat him to?" William asked.

All of a sudden there was a loud crack and the boulder split into two. The sunlight came through and the trolls turned to stone. They were all laughing and smiling, for it was Gandalf that recued them.

"I should have known that you would come back." Said Jaille. "Though I will say your burglar did very well."

Thorin and Gandalf were discussing about the recent events and how the trolls could not have moved in day light. They concluded that there was a cave near by and that they were going to find it.

The cave was disgusting. It was quite stuffy and the smell gave you a terrible headache. Some started to look around but most stayed outside because of the odor.

"Seems a shame to leave it lying around." Said Bofur. He had found a pile of gold coins.

"Agreed." Replied Gloin. "Nori,"

"Yeah." Said Nori.

"Get a shovel." Ordered Gloin. Jaille couldn't help but laugh at what they were doing. She was standing right next to Dwalin while Gandalf and Thorin were looking at swords.

"Find anything you like Dwalin?" she asked.

"Nothing that I care for lass." Dwalin replied. "Have you found anything?" he asked Jaille.

"Oh no! I have no need for treasure. Once we have completed this quest I will go back to what I was doing before." Said Jaille.

"That's if this quest is completed." Said Dwalin.

"Dwalin do not loose faith. I will make sure you get your home back. I know what is like to have your home taken away from you, and it is something that should happen to nobody." Said Jaille. It didn't exactly make Dwalin feel better but he thought it was kind of her to say that.

"Promise me that you won't go back to your old ways Jaille." Ordered Dwalin.

"I am sorry what? Dwalin there is nothing wrong with what I have been doing." said Jaille.

"You have a family that needs you Jaille." Said Dwalin.

"How do you know about that?! Never mind, I will not promise anything." Jaille then stormed out of the cave.

"Were making a long term deposit." Said Gloin. Dwalin just shook his head and walked out.

"Bofur, Gloin, Nori! Let's get out of this forsaken place!" ordered Thorin. "What's wrong with Jaille?" Thorin asked Dwalin.

"I said something to her." Dwalin answered.

"What did you say to offend her?"

"I did not offend her! I just brought something up that she doesn't like to talk about. Something you don't know." Dwalin snapped. Now he was in a bad mood over Jaille's reaction.

"Something's coming!" Thorin yelled. All they heard was a man yell,

"Thieves! Fire! Murder!"