:) I worked on this straight after the last one cause my head almost exploded. Haaha, not really but I did work on it immediately after the previous chapter.. Here you go guys! Enjoy. :)

After Mister Bilbo had gone to bed, the dwarves made their way to the living room area near the kitchen, Thorin stood by the fire, pipe in hand, and, as his nephews entered the room, began to sing, the low baritones of his voice, radiating through the room like waves. The other dwarves soon joined in as the company sang, their voices harmonising perfectly with each other as the sang of their homeland that was taken from them.

Far over the misty mountains cold,

To dungeons deep and caverns old,

We must away, ere break of day,

To find our long forgotten gold.

The pines were roaring on the height,

The winds were moaning in the night,

The fire was red, it flaming spread,

The trees like torches blazed with light.

Myself and Peeta sat, listening, silently hoping this quest would bring them what they sought. After the dwarves had finished singing, his hand twitched and he tightened his grasp on my hand slightly, gaining my attention so I looked at him and saw the pain in his eyes and knew what was about to happen. He stood and threw me a small smile and walked out of the room. I waited a moment and stood, before following Peeta out.

We found ourselves outside the front of Bilbo's house, Peeta sat on the bench just outside the door and I knelt in front of him and pressed my hands against his hands on his knees to try and calm him. It did not work as I felt his hands him pull his hands out from underneath mine and I looked up to see his eyes glazed over as he reached for my neck.

I heard Fili shout and the heavy footsteps as he quickly made his way closer and I felt the pressure as he tried to pry Peeta's hands away from my neck. It seemed he was failing until we heard the voice of Kili coming through the front door of Bilbo's house as he asked Fili a question, which I did not hear as I focused on trying to breathe. The younger brother stopped mid sentence though as he noticed our situation and ran over to help his brother pull Peeta away from me, which they managed to succeed in doing and I felt my body fall to the ground as I collapsed and rubbed my neck to try and relieve the pressure somehow.

I heard Fili, Kili and Peeta struggling on the floor beside me as the brothers tried to restrain him, and keep him pinned on the ground. Fili shouted after Peeta finally gave up and let himself be squashed on the floor. "What happened?!" he yelled.

I stood slowly and turned to look at the three of them. I smiled a little as I saw Kili sat down on the back of Peeta's legs and Fili straddling his back. I looked at the older brother and sighed.

"He's down?" I asked. The brothers nodded to me. "Would you bring him inside for me? Please?" I requested as politely as I could considering what happened and they obliged easily as they both stood and Fili picked Peeta up by his arms while Kili held his legs. Peeta seemed to be extremely drowsy as the two dwarves carried him into the dwelling and down the corridor, thankfully not being noticed by anyone else. We reached another of Bilbo's bedrooms and Peeta was carried in and gently dropped on to one of the twin beds in the room.

Fili turned to me immediately and asked again, what happened.

"Alright, there's no way of saying this is short, i suppose." I moved across the room to drag a chair next to the bed Peeta was currently in before sitting down as gracefully as I could. I turned to look at the two brothers who were looking at me curiously as I began. "Where we came from, which is a long way from here, there was 'the hunger games' and, in these 'games' children under 18 but over 11 would be put into an arena and forced to fight to the death until one remained, this champion would be the victor and would live a lavish lifestyle for the rest of their lives. The last Hunger Games, myself and Peeta were involved in, but it was broken as a rebellion started and many of the tributes competing that year escaped the arena and fled. But Peeta was taken by the opposition to the rebellion. And the people there corrupted his mind, forcing him to believe things that weren't real. About me. And every now and again, these things affect his mind again, causing him to act like he has flashbacks of the things put into his mind while he was captured. It affects his head and he'll be fine later on, once he's rested." I looked at Peeta who snored lightly as he slept. "You two had best get some sleep. You're uncle won't be happy if you've been up all night just before we go on this adventure." I gestured to the other bed in the room. Kili slowly turned and walked quietly to the other bed, silently taking off his shoes and climbing into the bed, curling up in the corner. Fili looked at me for a moment before I smiled at him and he inclined his head before turning and sitting on the edge of the second double bed in the room and taking his boots off before lying down on the covers and falling asleep.

I stayed by Peeta's bed for a while before I nodded off in the chair I was sitting on.

Morning came all too quickly and we were woken by the sunlight shining through the window directly onto us as we slept on the floor of the living room. The whole company rose quickly and we tidied our mess from the evening before and left the hobbit hole quietly, careful not to disturb his sleep as Thorin and Balin left the contract on a table in the kitchen before shutting the door behind them, Fili, Kili, myself and Peeta keeping quiet about the event of the previous night.

Bit short and I apologise for the huge paragraph but It was necessary to put all of that in there. :)

A.x