Here is chapter 3. I did not think it would take so long but things happen. (aka Life :( ) this is more of a in between chapter, nothing really happens but later is would make sence ( I think )

So as always: I own NOTHING only Badger and my other OC's.

and please review, I really would appreciate feedback.

Old friends in Bree

The dwarves just arrived in Bree and Thorin was already sending different dwarves on errands to restock they supplies. Some he didn't sent on errands so they did their own thing before they were to meet again at the Prancing Pony. Kili and Fili were walking around the market when they spotted a familiar green hat.

"Hey, Badger!" Kili called. The hat didn't take notice of them and walked on in the opposite direction.

"Hey, Badger!" Fili called. Still the hat went on. The two brothers were now hurrying to catch up to the green hat. They weren't looking where they were going which is never a good thing. They both tripped simultaneously over something unseen and fell face first in the dirt.

"Ow" Kili said picking himself up.

"That hurt" Fili commented from in the dirt. He looked at his brother. "You're bleeding."

"What?" Kili stopped dusting himself off to help Fili up. "Where?"

"On your face." Kili's hand went to his cheek. "No, not there. Oh, let me." Fili licked his thumb to rub the blood off Kili's forehead. "It only a small cut. You'll be fine." He said when he was done.

Kili looked round. "Did you see where Badger went?"

"You know," Fili said rubbing his neck, "I don't think that was Badger. It could easily been anyone with a green hat. Kili nodded. "Come on," Fili went on, "let's get back to the others."

Badger peeked from be hide the stall where he was hiding. The brothers seemed to be all right.

"Why'd you do that?" Badger turned angrily at his companion.

"You know why. I can't be too careful. I'm wanted in four worlds" Explained Mickha. Badger shook his head. Mickha was one of his best friends for years but still...

"That was not the agent of whatever world you just foxtrotted." Badger started angrily, "those were the dwarves, they.." Badger paused, "Wait. Four worlds? Last I heard you were only wanted in three worlds" Badger looked at his friend.

Mickha scoffed. "Shows how much you know." Mickha crossed her arms looking around. "We're not far from my door. Let's go." Mickha walked on without waiting for Badger. Badger could do nothing but follow.

Badger and Mickha met years ago when Badger was on his first expedition for the Turtle. Badger was sent to find a horn of Aries. At first Badger was lost. Aries was the stared ram, who appeared in the sky in beginning of the year. Or did Badger not hear right, the Turtle could have said Ares, a god of war, who would blow on a horn to announce his presence in battle. No, Surly this was a play on words, the Turtle was known for being eccentric.

After two weeks Badger learned a horn of Aries was a type of plant that only grew in March and April, but they were very rare. The only know local where this plant grew was in the green house of a very up-marked estate, which happened to belong to a warlord. After the fourth time the lord of the house refused to sell him a cutting of the plant, Badger decided to simply take one. This is when Badger met Mickha.

Mickha is known as a retrieval expert, someone you call on the find information on something or someone. Basically a spy. But don't judge her, as Badger later found out Mickha is a professional, one with a profound sense of honour and loyalty to those she trust. (and those were very very few people) Now what made Mickha an excellent spy was not her honour but her ability to shape shifted. Yes Mickha could change her appearance at will and at times her form. Mickha was commissioned to retrieve documents in the war lord's position.

It was the middle of the night when Badger crept in the greenhouse. He only just put the cutting safely away when he stumbled over something or, as it turned out, someone in the dark greenhouse. Mickha after retrieving the documents was waiting for an opportunity to flee from the house when Badger came into the greenhouse. Mickha first thought Badger could be a rival but when she saw Badgers hat it was apparent he was a mage.

The ruckus they made when Badger fell over Mickha alerted the house of the intruders and they had no chose but to help one another to get out of there alive. Sometime in that night, running away from the warlord and his hounds the two became friends.

"So.." Badger said when he caught up. "What's with the get-up. If it wasn't for your aura I would not have recognise you." Badger gestured to Mickha attire. Mickha had her shoulder length hair in a braid that went over her shoulder and it was a chest-nut colour. She also changed her eye colour to brown. Along with the cotton dress Mickha looked like a milk-maid, very unlike her preferred attire.

"Like I said; I'm wanted in four worlds now. Can't be too careful." Mickha replied. She took a side glance at Badger. "I can ask you the same thing. Wearing that coat, you hardly look like yourself"

"yeah, well we're talking about you, not my coat. Wanted in four worlds, when did this happen?" ask Badger.

"The third one in Kronos, but that's nothing, it's only a bench warrant for over staying my welcome." Mickha explained, "and the froth one was in Meckna." Mickha hesitated. "Meckna was just a sloppy job." Oh, Something bad happened in Meckna. Badger thought.

They both were silent for a bit as they walked away from the busy marked to a more quiet part of the town. Badger was about to speak when they rounded a corner in an alleyway. "Here we are." Mickha announced. There was nothing in the alley apart from some empty barrels, presumably from the tavern next to the alley. Badger looked about.

"Where's your door?" Badger looked at Mickha. Mickha pointed at the barrels. Badger looked closely. There against the wall Badger could make out the vent outline of a plain wooden door. "O I C" Badger spelled out.

"No one would find it, only if they knew what they were looking for it." Said Mickha. "Would you like some tea?" she opened the door.

"Sure" Badger accepted the invitation. The door closed behind them the moment when Kili turned in the alley, followed by Fili, Nori and Ori. Not finding what he was looking for he looked around confused.

"Wait he was just here." Kili said to his friends. They looked in the alley and saw nothing except the barrels.

"I don't see him." Said Ori looking around the ally.

"I think we shouldn't have given you that root ale lad." Nori said surprising a grin.

"I swear I saw him." Kili protested.

"Mayhaps you hit your head harder than I thought brother," Fili teasingly said with a devilish glint in his eyes.

On the other side of the door, which none of the dwarves could see, Badger was surveying the new surrounding he found himself in. He was standing in the front hallway of a London flat. Badger knew it was London because he could smell it. London smelt of rain and fried food and tea. Always tea. The hallway lead to a spacious living area of to the side was the kitchen and the doors on the other side of the room could ether lead to a bedroom or a bathroom. Badger walked to the windows and pulled back the curtains.

"It is raining." Badger announced.

"Yeah that tents to happen." Mickha said from in the kitchen. "What type of tea did you want?" she asked putting on the kettle.

"Well.." Badger thought as he went to sit on the couch. "We're in England so.. English tea."

"Coming up." Mickha poked her head true the kitchen door. "Make yourself at home."

Badger grind."If you put it like that." He then proceeded to put his feat on the coffee table and lean back on the couch.

"Get your feat of my table!" yelled Mickha. Badger did as he was told. He looked around the room and at the things in the room and at the front door. There were many interesting things in Mickha's flat. Most of it she "accumulated" herself. Souvenirs from past exploits. There was a tapestry on the wall depicting a cosmic event, a yellow orb shone from the book case along with a assortment of other smaller crystals and books in the corner next to a empty suit of armour. The flat was litter with odd do-thats, thingemabobs and bits all of which are a bit more to them when first meets the eyes. Badger then looked at the front door. Its didn't look the same as it did on the outside. On top of the door was a dial, much like the ones you see on old timey elevators. This was divided in five segments, one green, one yellow, one red, one blue and one black. And on the back of the door was a very interesting diagram carved into the wood.

Badgers thoughts were interrupted by Mickha coming out the kitchen holding two cups of tea.

"Here's your tea, Badger." Mickha handed one of the cups to Badger and sat down in the arm char across from him. Her appearances have changed again. Now Mickha had short blond hair and aqua eyes even her clothes have changed. Gone was the milkmaid get-up and now in with cargo pants, ACDC shirt and old boots.

"So Badger", Mickha started, " tell me more about this dragon?"

Badger took a sip of tea before answering. "Like I said, the Turtle is short on same Dragon and he sent me to raid on a dragon's corps that's going to be killed."

"Yeah, I get that." Mickha replied, "But what I don't get is why you had to come to that world. It's not like there is not any dragons at home."

"Well, you see," Badger started to explain, "thanks to the new endanger magical species act you're not allowed to kill a Dragon and/or harvest its organs."

"OK" Mickha said in her cup.

"So the Turtle fond a loop-hole." Mickha raised an eyebrow. "I can't do anything to a dragon back home but it's perfectly legal for me to harvest the organs of a already dead dragon from a other realm." Badger finished explaining and took a sip of tea. "Good tea" he added.

"That Turtle of yours has quit a head"

"Yeah." Badger looked at the door. "So I imagine that that door leads to more than one place."

Mickha grinned. "Nothing gets past you."

"Suppose you gonna tell me where it goes."

Mickha took slow sip of her tea. "Not on your life."

"Oh come on. Why not? Don't you trust me?" Badger jokingly asked. Mickha said nothing, just took another sip of tea. "Ha" Badger laughed. "It'd good to see you again Mickha."

"It's been a while" Mickha agreed.

The two friends continued to talk. Their cups were empty and cold when Badger said "I should be off. Still got a long way to go and can't afford that dragon to rot."

"I walk you back to the stables where we left that horse." Mickha offered.

"Ag, that horse." Badger said pulling a sour face.

Mickha shook her head. "Who would have thought that you would be going about with a horse?"

"It's not like I wanted to" Badger said as they walked over to the door.

"Oh, Badger before I forget." Mickha went over to one of the book chases and picked up an old cigar box and handed it to Badger. "You forgot these last time."

Badger took the box and looked inside. "A, I thought I lost these, thanks" Badger opened his bag and put the box inside.

Before Mickha opened the door she turned the dial on the door till it pointed at the green segment. And before they were outside Mickha looks were again of that of a milk maids.

"Lead on." Badger said when the door was closed and unseen. And in that manner, Mickha looking like a milk maid and Badger looking like a young lad in a grey travelling coat, they were off to the stables just as the dwarves where leafing Bree.