A/N: So here is the fifth part of the story, chapter 4. This takes place at the start of The Desolation of Smaug movie, where Bilbo has just spotted Azog, his pack of orcs and Beorn...

I'd like to thank you guys for your support, it really helps me out, so I hope you enjoy chapter four xx

Bilbo's POV:

I ran back down from the spot where I was perched, I saw something. Something huge. Not a warg, it looked kind of like a bear, but a lot bigger. I got back to the company and I informed them of the situation. Although Gandalf seemed to already know what the bear was. -It was rather unsettling. Gandalf told us there was a house nearby, Thorin didn't seem convinced it was safe. "Who's house? Are they friend or foe?" He asked.

"Neither." Gandalf said so Thorin asked what choice we had... Apparently, we had none. With that we went on an exhausting run to that mysterious house. Bombur was surprisingly fast. I guess his fear made him fast. When we reached the house, the Dwarves crashed into the door and were pushing the door like mindless animals. Then Thorin came along, and effortlessly let them in, the bear was chasing us all the way. I was terrified, but Thorin gave me courage.

We entered the house, but the bear was at the door. I got out my sword as the dwarves forced shut the door. I let out a sigh of relief. We were safe, for now. We all settled down to sleep, most were sleeping. I on the other hand lay awake. I had time to recall the events of the last few months. My mind drifted to Thorin. -The only thing that brightened my world. I wondered if he lay awake too. I knew I would be the last thing on his mind.

I wanted to see if Thorin was awake. Even if he was sleeping, I wanted to see him. I had to see his face. I slowly, quietly got up and scanned the sleeping Dwarves for Thorin. –He was nowhere to be seen. I maneuvered around the company and stood with my back up against the front door. I looked around again and to my disappointment I couldn't see him. Damn! I thought. In frustration I sighed deeply and tried to make my way back to where I was sleeping. I carefully stepped over the Dwarves and made it back to the space I was to sleep in. I was just about to sit down, when suddenly something, or rather someone grabbed my ankle and pulled me down to the floor. "Ouch!" I gasped as I fell on my rump. Then I heard that all too familiar guttural chuckle, "looking for me?" It was Thorin. –Just the dwarf I was looking for. My ankle was throbbing from Thorin's iron grip, and my bottom was sore from my fall. "Thorin! What was that?!" I asked, frustrated. Thorin came into view and sat beside me. I was still lying flat on my back, instead of helping me up, Thorin just grinned at me.

"Oh you think this is funny Thorin? Hm? Well I'll have you know-" Thorin laid on top of me and put his finger on my lips, "ssshh. You'll wake the others. We wouldn't want that now would we? Hmm? We wouldn't want twelve angry Dwarves interrupting us when we're having so much fun." Thorin grinned and spoke in a mocking way.

"Get off!" I whispered grumpily. "Fun? You may be having fun but I certainly am not. Now get off me!" Thorin didn't move, "Thorin get off! I mean it, look just ge-" then I felt his lips on mine, they were surprisingly soft. I kissed him back and shut my eyes. I could get used to this, I thought, just as he pulled away. I opened my eyes and gazed into his blue-grey ones. I frowned and said softly, "why?"

"Why what Bilbo?" Thorin's face softened.

"Why did you pull away? Why do you insist on shutting me out? You show affection towards me, then you push me away. You have to understand how confusing it is for me. I mean I… Well I don't know how you feel and I don't know how I feel."

"You want to know how I feel?"

"Yes! Please tell me, because I am very confused. Just help me out a bit, please?"

"Bilbo… I um… I think I may um…"

"OH COME ON!" I hissed.

"I think I love you."

"Oh… Oh ok then, well I'm not sure what to say."

"Well, do you feel the same? Or not…" Thorin trailed off, he blushed, got off of me and sat down beside me.

"Thorin, I…" I began.

"It's ok Bilbo. You should sleep."

"Thorin, I do feel something, I mean. Yes maybe I do lo- maybe I do… I yes I do lo-"

"You can't even bring yourself to say it! I'm sorry I did this to you Bilbo, it was wrong of me."

"No listen! Thorin," I sat up and cupped his face in my hands and looked into his beautiful eyes, "I love you ok? Now may I kiss the love of my life?"

"You may." He smiled and we locked lips, and shut our eyes. (I waited until Thorin had shut his) it felt like the kiss went on forever. When we finally broke free for air, Thorin told me we should both get some sleep, so I agreed. He kissed my head and walked back to where he was sleeping. I couldn't sleep. All I could think about was Thorin. I had to sleep anyway, as an extremely large man walked in the house, I assumed it was Beorn, our host. That night I only dreamt of Thorin and I. A fantasy that I feared would not come true.

A/N: So I hope you liked it, I'm acc really terrible at doing lovey-dovey scenes with my OTP. I have tried in the past to do Bagginshield lovey-dovey scenes and failed epically, it's hard cos you are able to make the characters do what you want and it's like, they belong together and I can't even... Anyways I find it hard xD