A/N: This part is going to have some more lovey dovey scene(s) in it for you guys. Hope you enjoy it!

This part takes place after Bilbo had rescued the dwarves from Mirkwood and they have just gotten out of the barrels:

Thorin's POV:

When we reached dry land, we were far away from Mirkwood and the orc pack. Bilbo had saved us! My burglar had lived up to my new expectations of him, we were reunited and my heart was no longer heavy. Although, we could not linger on the river bank; the orc pack would soon be on our tail. We had lost the current, we had no armour, no decent weapons; only the ones we had collected from the orcs, and just to make everything better, Kili was injured! Reluctantly, I gave them two minutes rest, so Kili's wound could be bandaged up. Suddenly an arrow shot past me and into a stick Dwalin was holding, Kili was about to throw something, but it was shot out of his hand. I looked up to see where these arrows had come from to find a man stood high on the rocks in a beige colour coat, aiming at us with his bow.

"Do it again, and you're dead!" He spoke boldly. Ah great, just when we think we're in the clear, another problem comes along! I thought. The man had a barge though; he was from Lake Town. Balin had noticed as well, so he began trying to sweeten him up.

Balin spent ages trying to convince the man to let us onto his barge into Lake Town. Whilst they were chatting, I approached Bilbo, feeling strangely confident. I was stood behind my hobbit so I took three huge, bold, yet subtle strides towards him and whispered in his ear, "Hello there my sweet burglar." Bilbo jumped slightly, and tried to be subtle about talking to me, "Thorin." he replied softly.

"You know, you're a good kisser aha." I was so glad that Bilbo couldn't see me, because I was really blushing. What was I thinking?

"Well, er..."

"I'm soh.. Sorry... I um..."

"Thorin, its ok, you know? Your lips are softer than I expected." Bilbo teased me.

"Ha, ha. Very funny." I quietly chuckled.

"Thorin, do you ever think we will have a moment alone?"

"I hope so my love, I hope so."

"Well, if we did, what would you suppose we would do?"

"Well..." I brushed my hand across his butt, up his back and placed my hands on his shoulders. I moved my body as close to his as possible, looked around to check no one was looking and I planted a gentle kiss on his neck. "I would let you decide, my burglar."

"Mmmh. Well, I will have to have a think about that." Bilbo whispered. I saw Dwalin look towards us, and I quickly moved away from Bilbo and gave him a dirty look. Dwalin raised his eyebrows, and rolled his eyes, and moaned to Balin, "Oh enough of the niceties!" I stood next to Dwalin, trying to support him. After a while, Bard agreed to smuggle us into Lake Town, for which; thanks to Balin, we would pay double...

We had just got into Bard's house through his toilet! Oh the humiliation! At least we were in though. We all saw how close we were to The Lonely Mountain; it was visible despite all the mist from the lake, and it stood proud and strong, like I should. Bard had given us some clothes to keep us warm, but he had not provided us with proper weapons! We were outraged, we had paid the man for weapons-iron, steel, swords and axes, not a hammer and some fishing hooks. We had a plan; we would steal from the town's armoury at nightfall. I feared for Kili's health, he seemed to grow weaker, but he insisted he was fine. However, I was already considering leaving him behind...

Bilbo's POV:

We were to steal from the armoury at night, as much as I loved and respected Thorin, I thought we should just take what Bard had given us and be done with it. But no. I couldn't help feeling something would go wrong, I certainly did not want to be caught, and I was no burglar! How could I help them steal? What good was I in helping out, I would have probably tripped over my own feet and messed the whole thing up, but instead it wasn't me who tripped, it was poor Kili. Thorin had not given the poor boy a chance to rest and recover from his wound, I know there was a deadline for reaching the mountain, but the poor boy was weak. Thorin was not too keen on Kili's sudden fondness for a certain Mirkwood she-elf. Tauriel. To be honest, I thought it was great that Kili had feelings for someone of a different gender, me and Thorin's relationship would be frowned upon, so we kept it secret and our feelings hidden. It was perfectly concealed, though I'm sure one or two members of the company suspected something. I couldn't help but smile every time Thorin looked at me, I loved him, but I was absolutely petrified about something happening to him, I just couldn't deal with the pain of losing someone I had grown to love so much.

3rd Person:

Kili tripped down the stairs to the armoury, with his arms full of weapons that clashed to the floor making an enormous amount of noise, the guards were onto them in seconds, and everything seemed to be crumbling down. Their chances of getting to the mountain in time were very slim. However, everything changed when Thorin told the master of their quest. Thorin told the Lake folk that they would have enough gold to rebuild Esgorath ten times over. Bard had found the prophecy; The Lord of Silver Fountains, the King of Carven Stone. The King beneath the Mountain shall come into his own. And the bells shall ring in gladness at the Mountain King's return. But all shall fail in sadness, and the Lake will shine and burn...Bard knew what would become of Lake Town, "All of you! Listen to me! You must listen! Have you forgotten what happened to Dale? Have you forgotten those who died in the firestorm? And for what purpose? The blind ambition of a Mountain King, so riveted by greed he cannot see beyond his own desire" They would not listen, Bard was only reminded of the fact that his ancestor; Girion, 'failed to kill the beast.' "You have no right, no right to enter that mountain." he told Thorin and Thorin responded with, "I have the only right." So the Master agreed to help the company on their quest, but what would become of Lake Town? Bard was right, and he had good reason to fear for his town. Regardless Thorin and his company set off for The Lonely Mountain that morning. Thorin was so concerned about getting the Arkenstone, killing Smaug and reclaiming his homeland, that he refused to take his own nephew with him, he told Kili he must stay behind, Oin joined him and Fili would not leave his brother. Bofur was nowhere to be seen, so they left Lake Town four dwarves down. Bilbo feared for Thorin, he did not want to see him be corrupted by the gold, by the Arkenstone and by the sickness that lie upon that treasure. He did not want to lose his one and only love. -The love of his life. Bard's words echoed in Thorin's head, 'if you awaken that beast, you will destroy us' he hated the man. Who does he think he is? Telling me, of all people, that I have no right to enter that mountain? It is my birth right, I am the King Under the Mountain, and I will have the Arkenstone, then me and Bilbo can be happy. Thorin would soon feel very differently about his hobbit, but that would come later, and now, they were one step closer to succeeding and one step closer to the heart ache...

A/N: Hope you enjoyed that part thank you all so much for your support, it is much appreciated! Thanks for reading!