Sorry for the long wait guys. heres the next chapter and im working on getting the rest to you quicker! :) enjoy. xxx

We sat down at the long table Dwalin and Balin had brought into the room and watched as the rest of the dwarves carried what seemed like the entire contents of Mister Bilbo's pantry into the room and filled the table full of meats and vegetable and goodness knows what else they found in Bilbo's stores.

"Miss?" I turned to find Dori stood behind myself and Peeta. "Would you two like a drink?" he linked his fingers together and looked at us questioningly.

I thought about it for a moment and heard Peeta ask for ale. "I'll have the same, thank you Dori." I said and watched as he turned his back from us and walked away, only stopping to give Gandalf a small glass of red wine. A very small glass, it would seem. I held back a small laugh as Gandalf grumbled a little at the lack of wine in his 'glass'.

It was a matter of minutes before everyone was sat around the large table throwing food to their friends and relatives, laughing and chatting, sharing stories of their journey to the hobbit's hole. Gandalf had tried to count the dwarves that had turned up so far and had, slowly, realised there were two missing, to which, Dwalin revealed that Thorin and Jed had gone north to a meeting of the dwarven lords.

Sat in between Peeta and Ori, we joked and laughed with the dwarves we had spent the past year getting to know. Bofur had thrown some sort of pastry, which Bombur deftly caught in his mouth, causing a roar of cheers to erupt across the table.

After everyone had eaten their fill and cleared Mr Baggins pantry of it's entire contents, the dwarves were gracious enough to bless the hobbit with a song of theirs, used when tidying up. Not knowing the song, I sat in the corner with Peeta, laughing at Kili and Fili leading the company in the song.

"Blunt the knives.
Bend the forks.
Smash the bottles And burn the corks.
Chip the glasses And crack the plates.
That's what Bilbo Baggins hates!"

The merriment was short lived however as Bilbo tried to follow his plates around as they were thrown from dwarf to dwarf through the corridors. He ran into the kitchen to find the whole company, including myself and Peeta as we had been pulled through by Fili and Kili, laughing and smiling to one another as the hobbit tried to find words for his thoughts.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

The room was silent as each member of the company turned to face the sound of the heavy knocks on the round, green door of the hobbit's hole.

"He is here." Gandalf sighed, standing up and making his way to the door to let the dwarf king in.

We all followed the wizard to the door and stood back while Thorin and Jed entered the 'hill' and took off their fur coats, handing them to Gandlaf who had held his hands out for them before hanging them up on the coat rack beside the door. Jed greeted the other dwarves happily, shaking hands with many of them and embracing Balin and Dori as he walked around the company. Thorin, however, scrutinised the hobbit within seconds of being in his dwellings.

"So this is the hobbit?" he glanced at the wizard who nodded at the dwarf.

"Doesn't seem like much to me." Jed whispered, loudly enough that most of us could here. The hobbit looked sharply to him and, furrowing his brows in frustration at the two new arrivals, walked away, through the doorway to the side of the front door and straight through to the kitchen, where he began preparing food for the two new dwarves to enter his home.

The rest of the company simply laughed and walked back through the corridor to sit down at the table again. Bilbo brought Jed and Thorin some stew that, I assumed was sitting on the heat for a while as it looked to be hot. The heat didn't seem to bother them as they ate quickly, finishing within minutes. Gandalf sat, quite awkwardly, down into the chair next to Thorin, where Jed sat on his other side, and the wizard pulled out a map and laid it down on the table, holding down the corners with weights from behind him.

Erebor. The Lonely Mountain. That's what all of this was about and the little hobbit had no idea about much that had happened to Thoin and his family, to which, said dwarf explained what happened with Smaug and the treasure and Thror. I looked at Ori and smiled before hearing a thud and turning to find the hobbit flat out on the floor. Immediately, I was on my feet and I lifted Bilbo to carry him through to another room and placed him in a chair and gave him a cup of 'green-tea' as I'd found out he liked, before leaving him to talk to Gandalf and standing with Balin as Thorin stood across from us in the hallway and Peeta, Fili and Kili where nowhere I could physically see from where I was.

Within minutes, Bilbo walked out of the room I had left earlier and quickly made his way down the corridor to his bedroom.

"It seems we have lost our for the best. the odds were always against us. After all, what are we? Merchants, miners, tinkers, toy-makers. Hardly the stuff of legend" Balin said sadly, looking to me and then Thorin.

"There are a few warriors amongst us Balin." Thorin looked pointedly at Balin and smiled slightly.

"Old Warriors, Thorin." The white haired dwarf replied, sighing and leaning against the wood behind him.

Both of the dwarves ignored my standing there but Thorin carried on. "I would take each and every one of these Dwarves over an army from the Iron Hills. For when I called upon them, they answered. Loyalty. Honor. A Willing Heart.. I can ask no more than that." he said before ordering everyone to get some sleep before beginning the journey.

well there we go. Hope you liked it! And now we're gonna begin with the actual quest. :)

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