I'm sorry you all had to wait so long for all these chapters but things just pop up and I have to put fanfiction last! I know it really sucks, but I've been busy but to say sorry I'm trying to write bulk...but knowing how much you all love my stories helps too!

I am adding the deleted scenes in too! I think some of the scenes were soo good and I could make something out of them to fit in with the story, you'll have to forgive me though if I get them in the wrong order.

TheRosesonTheWall - Thank you so much for your review! It really means a lot to me that you read and reveiw. And I do like know which parts in particlar you liked so I can add more similars in.

EternityDragon2610 - Thank you so much for your review and I'm glad you're enjoying it so far. As for your questions, Someone said that her daedric items would return to her, I'm not sure if Wuuthrd would count but I personally would really like to reunite her with Wuuthrad. As for her magic and shouts, you'll just have to wait and see :P

Erika had been unable to find Arwen, true she had wanted the company of her new friend but now she felt it best she was alone. In such peace of Rivendell, she found herself thinking of things again, things she knew needed thinking of and resolving but Erika did everything in her might not to think about it. She had proceeded to walk around Rivendell, everywhere seeming too small and claustrophobic with the chaos of her mind, Erika had began to wish she had stayed in the gardens but she kept walking around Rivendell. She was sure at times she had walked right past her dwarven companions, but it meant little to her. Erika finally found comfort in the library, and now she was strolling easily between the rows of books, looking for something to take her mind off things. She was still clad in the elven dress Arwen had given her, in all honesty Erika wanted to keep it on as long as she could. It was all too rare that she could relax as she was now, and even more so that she would wear such a beautiful gown. Still as Erika took a book in hand and went to find somewhere to sit and forget her world and this, she was troubled; for one so young, and even in this new world, Erika felt the weight of the world on her shoulders.

Erika wished that there was someone she could talk to, someone that would understand. But the poor girl felt so alone right now, yes, she had made friends among the company and Arwen. Yet that was not enough for Erika right now, she needed help. She needed guidance and she did not think she would get it here. How she wished she could talk to her friends in Skyrim, they were always able to help her. She wished she could sit down now with Karliah and allow all her troubles to spill out and have Karliah listen patiently. The dark elf would be quiet and listen to it all and then tell her how to proceed...no, not tell her, Karliah advised her. Karliah told Erika, what she would do and then Karliah, being the better judge of character, would tell Erika what might work for the Nord. She wished to have the brothers, Farkas and Vilkas, with her now. To sit in the Bannered Mare, and whine on to the two of them, with Farkas questioning everything she did and Vilkas finally growing tired of her moans and ordering her a large cup of mead. She missed Kodlak, and his old grandfather ways. She even wished she could talk to Paarthurnax, the old lizard had been around for a while and she had guessed that was why he could always guess she was in a foul mood. It, of course, had nothing to do with the fact she had just taken a very long walk up the mountain to stand at the top where no where stood but the dragon; no, it had nothing to do that she could be almost completely alone up there and let out every shout imaginable.

Shouts. Her shouts were what plagued Erika right now. Days a go she had been affected by the cold, she was a Nord for the love of the Gods! She wasn't meant to get so cold easily. Erika couldn't help but think it her resistance against the cold had buggered up, had her shouts? She had thought about it all those days a go, and pushed it from her mind. But now as she sat in the Library of Rivendell with the unopened book on her lap, Erika had to think about it. What if they didn't work? what if Erika couldn't shout any more? What then? The poor girl sighed, leaning back in the chair. This was more then she bargained for. Being thrown into this strange world with only her Nightingale armour. She felt alone and unarmed; yes, she had the sword that Thorin had bought for her, but she would do anything to have Wuuthrad back. What could be done? She wasn't in her world any more, she felt so alone.

Erika sighed, what was there for her to do. She opened her book and hoped to read, instead staring blankly at the page. Perhaps some more fresh air would do her good, the large, spacious room was beginning to close in around her and Erika suddenly felt very sick. She dropped the book on the chair as she ran out and clung to a column, that was how Ori found her. Asking is she was alright and if she would join him on a walk, for he had been exploring Rivendell and had lost his brothers. Erika felt instantly better as she did before in the company of Thorin or that of Arwen, and realised that her solitude would be her downfall. And for now she should grasp onto her company, for now they were her lifeline, and as stubborn as she was and unused to being so dependent on another, she took it and held on for dear life.

Thorin had continued around the gardens, hands clasped behind his back and deep in thought. He had walked round and round in circles, that hadn't gone as planned. He had hoped to sit and talk with Erika, find out more about this strange woman whom he had allowed onto his quest. He thought about when they first met, when she was outside the hobbit's house and how she had spoke to him of his company, how she been been with them for so little time and already spoke of them in high spirits and he had known then every word of it was true nothing was said with malice, she truly thought a lot of his company, of his friends. He thought back to her pleading with him, begging him to allow her on his quest. Oh, how he had wanted to say no. It was no place for a woman, but the look in her eyes at the mention of the dragon, he had seen it on the faces of so many dwarves, the hurt and loss, the anger; he couldn't say no to her. Yet, she had proven herself well. He had seen her fight, not for very long but it was better then nothing. It made him feel slightly better about allowing her to come along with them, knowing she could fight and protect herself, it made him happy...Happy? Why should the woman make me happy? I am content knowing that she can protect herself, that we will not have to babysit the lass! He thought stubbornly, no he was happy that she could fight; he just hoped that he would not put her in a position in which she would have to.

Deep in thought, he jumped when he felt a hand grasp his shoulder and was brought ack to reality y a gruff laugh. Thorin turned to see his old friend Dwalin, the dwarf looked at his friend. Many a time, he had seen his younger friend in such deep thought; and yet this time Dwalin knew it was not about the dragon, it was not about their lost home, ut he thought maybe the young lass that Dwalin had seen both enter and exit the garden. He hadn't been watching her, so to speak, no of course not! He was just making sure the lass was safe and well. He would not say he thought of her as a friend, perhaps not yet, ut he knew many of the company thought well of the young girl. His elder brother like the young girl, Ori and fili and Kili, Bofur, Bifur and Bombur all thought well of the lass. And from what Dwalin had seen of this friend, Thorin thought a lot of her as well. Dwalin had seen his oldest friend look at the mysterious lass, and while he was unsure of Thorin's intentions towards the lass, Dwalin knew his friend would e unhappy if something were to happen to the girl. While they were travelling, there was the rest of the company to keep her safe and watch her; and yet they were here now. In the hands of elves and the girl had wandered off a lot by herself, and often no one had realised until she was gone.

"Are you well, friend?"

"Yes, Dwalin. Of course I am, why do you ask?"

"No reason." Of course there was a reason Dwalin had asked, had it was a mixture between seeking help from the elves and the lass that he had been watching over. "I was just wondering."

"There is nothing to worry about." Thorin said, taking Dwalin's shoulder, "I am fine, you would know if I were not."

Dwalin nodded, he wasn't going to question his friend. He walked with his friend out of the gardens, Dwalin really had no like for all the flowers, yet he could see why the lass would seek solitude in the gardens. He had heard her speak with the others, about her Skyrim. All the different terrains, all the desserts and mountains and valleys and forests. She certainly had her pick of what she wanted, she had described in detail her different lands, her home. He had told them of the burial site of her mother Morgina, whom had been buried among the wild flowers. Dwalin had thought it was only natural for the lass to seek solitude at the garden amongst all the flowers, after he had heard Balin ask if she went to visit her mothers grave. She had answered yes, she would go to see her mother on her the birthday, on her mothers birthday and one the anniversary of her death. The dwarves had silently gave blessing to the lass and her mother, Morgina. And Dwalin had heard Erika quietly tell Balin that she would also go to see her mother when she was upset and felt alone. she knew her mother was gone but she liked to hope that somewhere her mother could hear her somehow.

The two friends walked in silence. Both deep in thought, about the same lass and yet for different reasons. Dwalin knew he was thinking about the lass, and thought of her because he knew he had been rather rude to the lass and yet he knew they could and would become friends. Dwalin knew there was something between Thorin and the lass and yet neither realised it. Thorin, on the other hand, didn't realised he was thinking about the lass so much, and scolded himself and he realised he was thinking about her. He couldn't understand why, and yet his friend knew, not that Thorin knew that. Dwalin knew that Erika was unaware to it all, and whilst he knew that Fili, Kili and Bofur had teased the two, Dwalin had hoped that none of them had seen their exchange at dinner, the Durin brothers would never let either of them forget it if they did. Dwalin sighed in relief as the elf lady who had befriended Erika catch his eye, in that moment he knew he wasn't the only one to catch the exchange, and a further look at the elf lass, seeing that small smirk trace her lips, he had a feeling she had something up her sleeve. Normally he wouldn't approve, but for the sake of them understanding and acknowledging what was between them, Dwalin nodded at the elf.

"Where is the rest of the company?"

Dwalin chuckled, "Having a bath. Would you like to join us?"

"Indeed, friend. I would much love to clean these days of dirt off me."

"Not trying to look proper for our hosts, are you?" Dwalin teased.

"Don't even joke about it." Thorin said gruffly. "If anything, we should at least show our lady companion that we're not dirty, smelling dwarves."

"Of course, prince Thorin. We should look our best for the young lass."

"Prince Thorin? Now what are you up to?"

Thorin stopped as his friend did, they had arrived where the rest of them were taking a bath. Out in the open in a large fountain in plain view of anyone that were to walk past.

"What were you saying being proper for our hosts?"

Erika and Ori had walked round and round and could not find their friends, of course they did not really know where they had been going. For all they knew, they had been walking round in circles, which was most likely the case. It seemed like an age before they even saw anyone again but after a while the two ran into their burglar. Erika was very happy to see Bilbo and greeted the hobbit with a hug which he gladly accepted, she apologised to both him and Ori for her disappearance since they foot in Rivendell, but explained that she had made a great friend in Arwen and since dinner, she had simply sought solitude to collect her thoughts. The dwarf and hobbit nodded, understanding her need to be alone. They understood she was homesick, as both Ori and Bilbo were, and it was clear to them that there was a possibility that Erika, unlike the rest of the company, may never return home.

"You haven't seen either of my brothers, have you Bilbo?"

"I am sorry to say that no I haven't..." Bilbo stopped for a moment, "I heard Fili saying something about going outside to train, perhaps your brothers are out with Fili and Kili."

"Yes, perhaps? But where. There are many places they could be."

Almost as if on cue, Lord Elrond and the elf that had greeted them at the gates stalked past the trio. The younger elf was complaining about their dwarf guests, how disgusting. How could they do such things? Have they no shame? Ori, Bilbo and Erika, although had no clue what the rest of the company were doing...it certainly didn't sound like they were training now, at least, knew where everyone else was and made haste to where they had heard the company was. Bilbo walked slightly in front of Ori and Erika, as Ori showed Erika his book and all his drawings. Erika thought Ori had such a talent, he was so unlike some of the company, who could e very loud. Ori was quiet and normally had his head in a book, his journal. He would make notes or draw. And he was now showing her some recent sketches of her, one she identified as when she had stood in the tree, in her nightingale armour, taunting the trolls; this must have been done by memory. In fact many must have been done by memory. Another showed her knelt in front of Thorin at Bilbo's house when she was asking to join the quest when she was clad in the hobbit dress, another showed not too long ago, when she and Dwalin stood chatting as Gandalf and the brown wizard spoke,

"I don't mean to alarm you, with all the pictures of you miss Erika. It's just...well, you're rather fascinating." Ori said, blushing.

Erika went as pink as Ori did, "Oh thank you, Ori."

"I just mean, I've never met anyone like you. None of us have, and from what you have told us...it's all rather exciting and yet, you've probably told us little about your life. I can understand. We're all new to you, you're far away from home, you don't know who you can trust and who you can't. But I hope you know, Miss Erika, that we're all on your side, as you are with us. You're, if anything, my friend..-"

"And mine!" Bilbo put in quickly.

"Yes, and Mister Bilbo's, and we hope we mean the same to you."

"Oh, you do. I think a lot of you and Bilbo, and Mister Balin. In fact, I think a lot of all of you. You didn't have to allow me on this journey and you have and I must thank you."

"If anything, we must thank you, you're the one with knowledge of dragons miss Erika."

"Oh, please Ori, just call me Erika!"

"It's just a habit I suppose, but I'll try M-...I mean Erika." Ori smiled.

"Oh dear!"

Ori and Erika looked towards Bilbo, who came running back to the two. He looked terribly shocked.

"My dear Bilbo, whatever is the matter?"

"N-nothing! I just...maybe we should find them another time!"

Erika and Ori were very confused, and could hear the amused shouts of the company very well now, they hadn't realised how close they must be getting as they strolled along talking. And now, it seemed all they would have to don it turn the corner and they would see their friends. Unable to get another word out of Bilbo they continued, stopping in their tracks at the sight before them. They stood with wide eyes and bright pink cheeks, and before Ori had come back to his senses, Erika had turned on heel and ran, passing Bilbo, who ran after the blushing girl.

Well, I was going to write more...but I think that is a good point to stop. But I've got the rest in my head so the next chapter shall be started right away! Wow that was a long chapter! There was no action in this one and barely any dialogue but Erika needed a good long think about things!

Tell me what you all thought, I look forward to all your reviews. Thanks guys!

Peace!

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