hey, guys. sorry it took so long, but i'm back! Onward to the next chapter!

Bilbo's P.O.V.

I sat and watched as the company slept. I wanted to protect them, I really did. Especially the younger ones. Ori, Kili and Fili were only Dwarf-lings, practically. I was still shocked that Thorin wanted to call me by my old name: Alaric.

I sighed. It has been so long since I had heard that name, that I had almost forgotten it. Almost.

As a young vampire, That would be the name I would give, Alaric. But it had been a while since i was a young vampire.

Dawn was approaching, and when it did, I was going to need some sleep. I hadn't slept for a whole week, and that messed with my head. And I needed a clear head if I was going to protect these Dwarves.

So, not what else to do, I eased myself next to the only person where there was enough room for a small person like me: Thorin. If I had a beating heart, I'm sure as hell that it would be beating like a jackrabbit. However, as Thorin lightly wrapped his arms around me in his sleep, I felt a calming sensation go through my body and I fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.

-So sorrry it is so short. Please don't kill me! What do you guys want to happen next? Please tell me!