Lothlorien was a place filled with peace and serenity, a place were there was never any loud, obnoxious sounds to hinder the inhabitants sensitive ears. This was about to change, for the group of dwarfs were getting closer and closer to the forest. In the far off distance, the elves could hear some poor, ailing creature crying out in pain. The thing was probably being eaten, the way it squealed in agony.

Lady Galaderial was the only one among them that realize what was headed their way. She sensed her wizard friend's presence and had already surprised him with a mental greeting.

"My Lady! You always know how to surprise this old wizard." Gandalf thought quietly for the elf enchantress to hear.

"I sense someone within your group is very weak and in pain, is this why you've come to see me? You know it doesn't always have to be a dire reason for you to visit me, I'd enjoy a moment of your company without all the cloak and dagger involved." She was teasing in her words, making the wizard roll his eyes at the lady's comment.

"Trust me, my lady, if it were up to me, I'd only come bearing good news, but that just never seems to be the case whenever I call upon you and your people." He sighed a bit tiredly.

"It's alright, my friend. Come, you will be welcomed here." She assured her wizard friend, closing their connection and informing her fellow elves that they would be having guests soon, that one was very ill.

That had been an hour ago, the sound was coming in stronger, more shrill was the cry of woe from the creature. It sounded nothing like a human, or elf, let alone a hobbit. With elegant strides, she flowed down toward the ground, waiting patiently at the enterance for her group of visitors.

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"Will you keep him quiet! That hobbit could wake the dead with his howling and moaning!" Dwalin complained to the kingly dwarf as they traveled onward, riding their ponies towards the lady who would heal the weakened hobbit.

"Bilbo's in a lot of pain, damn it! How can I tell him to shut the hell up when he has a growing demon baby clawing at his insides?!" He yelled angrily at Dwalin, holding onto Bilbo's body that was wriggling in front of him in the saddle.

"We're almost there." Thorin promised his companion, the hobbit whined and cried in answer, unable to speak real words at the moment.

Soon, they were coming upon strange and wondrous trees, trees with silver bark and golden leaves. A sight that would have been more appreciated by the group if their hobbit hadn't been screaming bloody murder for the past five hours. His voice was hoarser now, but still he wailed, wriggling in pain and agony in front of his worried dwarf companion.

They were now confronted by a group of elves, armed with bows, with a very elegant, very breathtaking she-elf in the middle of them.

"Lady Galaderial!" Gandalf hailed the elf, dismounting and almost whacking Legolas in the head by doing so. He walked over and bowed his head to the stunning female.

"My friend, I see you come to me with dwarfs as companions, along with that poor, weakened hobbit." She looked over at Bilbo wearily.

"What ails him?" She asked.

"He's been cursed, a thing grows within him, and his body is about to fail if the creature, the abomination isn't removed with magic." Thorin growled to her, ready for the 'magical elf' to do her job and fix his beloved hobbit.

"Cursed, you say? Let me touch him." She moved over to the pony Bilbo was draped over, her slender hand reaching out and touching his sweaty face.

"Oh my!" She looked down in awe at the hearty hobbit before her, "He is lucky to have made it this far." She informed the others, stepping back and ordering in elfish for her people to take the hobbit to her chambers, so that she could heal him.

"What are they doing?" Thorin demanded as he almost played tug of war over the hobbits body with an unknown elf, the wandering wizard had to intervene, whacking the dwarf smartly on the head so that the elves could carry Bilbo up into the gigantic trees, to their mistresses chambers.

"I will heal your friend, he will need you there with him, Thorin Oakenshield, as his husband, it is your task to bring him back from the agony he has endured." She spoke towards the surprised looking face of Thorin.

"How did you…?"

"How did I know you were married? I read it from his mind. He is very much in love with you, dwarf. Though I can tell your relationship can be somewhat chaotic at times, you two still hold a strong bond of affection towards one another." She smiled knowingly, lightly embarrassing the dwarf as he silently wondered what else she might have read from his beloved Bilbo. Her smirk made him cough awkwardly, realizing now that she probably was reading his mind at that moment…

"Gandalf, I'll need your assistance with this, come. We must hurry." She turned to move gracefully up the beautiful silver trees, headed to where the other elves had placed Bilbo.

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Thandriul was sneezing, cursing after every one, feeling frustrated as they continued to travel along the river, getting closer to the dwarfs destination, Lothlorien.

"Why haven't we found them yet?!" He whined in annoyance, wiping at his running nose and feeling incredibly miserable.

"Sire, we're moving as fast as we can. Your allergies slow down our progress a great deal..." After the elf said that, he immediately regretted it.

"I have SNS, damn it, not allergies! Your attitude towards my nose ailment is rude and disrespectful! I'd gladly see you fed to the nearest Orc family for your insulting nature, but we haven't the time. Now shut up and tell the men to march faster!" He growled irritably towards the uncomfortable looking underling.

As the elf king watched his minion rush off, he felt a tickle in his nose again, some stench was causing the Mirkwood ruler to really feel down right awful at that moment. The dwarfs were surly not that far ahead of them, he couldn't wait to sock Thorin right in his lying, bearded face. He'd make sure to punish the hobbit as well, that'd really teach Thorin not to piss off the mighty Mirkwood king.

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The Hobbit belongs to J.R.R. Tolkien.

A/N: it's been a while, hope my readers are still out there! Life has been busy, but I'm trying to get stories out as quickly as I can. I'll have the next chapter up a lot sooner than this one was posted. For those interested in funny art based off these stories I've written, check out my Deviantart account, freshly posted drawings can be found on my profile page. Just type in VashandNaomiForever and you should be able to find me. Thanks for sticking with me!