A/N: Thank you all for reading, reviewing and following! I am so happy about the response I have received so far :D Just FYI, this story is based on the TV show "Game Of Thrones" and the "Hobbit" movies so the events happening in this story are based on those and "purists" might not like this story very much. I have to admit that I haven't read the ASOIAF books or Hobbit. Another important thing; English is not my first language so I am sorry for eventual linguistic and grammatic mistakes. Anyway, here is chapter 2, enjoy!

Chapter 2

The next day Daenerys woke up well rested. She made herself and Mist ready and took off early. Every now and then she glanced at the box with the dragon eggs, smiling and thinking about how big and powerful they might become. The only thing that concerned her about them was how much they would do as she told them. In the past, her family had used whips to tame dragons but Daenerys refused to do that. These would be her children and a mother does not treat her children like pets. As long as she gave them food and they fed themselves well enough there probably wouldn't be any problem, or so she thought.

Just like Gandalf said, Daenerys arrived in Hobbiton four days after she set out from The Golden Leaf. When she had passed the borders of the Shire, she thought she had rode straight into a dream. It was just past noon and the landscape was green, the greenest she had ever seen and you could tell it was in the middle of the summer because the trees and flowers were in full bloom. Everywhere there were small hills and in those hills there were doors. "So they live in them?" Daenerys thought amused. She found it fascinating that they had made small houses in the hills. Every house had a garden with different plants and flowers and from the chimneys smoke rose. But the thing that Daenerys reacted to the most were the hobbits themselves, they were not taller than maybe three or four feet and looked just like adults in children's bodies. They all had curly hair and big, hairy feet without shoes. As she rode by, the hobbits stopped and stared at her "I guess they have never seen a person like me here." she thought embarrassingly. Three hobbit children suddenly stood in her way, making her stop.

"Are you an elf? Your hair is so long and silvery and my mum has told me that elves have silvery hair." One of them said. Daenerys chuckled and replied:

"Thank you! But sorry to disappoint you, I am not an elf, I am just a simple human."

The children stared at her even more and the same child who spoke before spoke again:

"I didn't know humans could be so beautiful, you're the most beautiful human I have ever seen."

"I agree, usually humans looks so angry and sad. It's been a long time since we saw a human happy, or at least here in the Shire. But then, we have never been outside of here." said another and chuckled.

"You look like a princess! Where do you come from?" asked the last one. At that, Daenerys blushed.

"Thank you so much, that was very kind of you. I come from a land very far away across the sea."

She went down from Mist's back and asked the children if they wanted to pat her, which they gladly did. For maybe fifteen minutes she let them play and she couldn't help but smile widely at their joy. Daenerys definitely wanted to have children of her own some day.

As the day went on she stopped to talk to several curious hobbits who wondered what business such a beautiful woman could have in their village. She just said that she was there on a trip to explore parts of the world that were foreign to her. Telling the truth would be far too risky, that she knew. Most of the hobbits she talked to were very nice and Daenerys knew that she would like this place although she wouldn't stay here for long.

Soon evening came and the sun started to set. She still hadn't found Bag End but suddenly she found it, just like Gandalf said you could easily hear the dwarves from outside. It seemed like they were singing. Daenerys became nervous, what would they think about her? Would they accept a woman in their company? Because she assumed it would only be male dwarves and coming from a culture where women were mostly seen as the lesser gender she didn't know what to expect here. But now was not the time to turn back, she tied Mist to a nearby tree, patted her one last time and then knocked on the green, round door. After a while the door opened.

"Look, there are already far too any guests here, I will not accept any more... Oh!"

A hobbit, looking about two heads shorter than her, stood inside looking at Daenerys with wide eyes. "This must be Bilbo." she thought and cleared her throat.

"My name is Daenerys, I think you were expecting me. A wizard named Gandalf told me to come here."

Bilbo stared at her for a few more seconds before finally speaking, sounding rather irritated.

"Sorry no, haven't heard anything. But since there are already so many here, why just not let more people in."

Daenerys became nervous, hadn't Gandalf told Bilbo about her? Was he even there? Luckily she saw him come around a corner and let out a sigh of relief.

"Ah, there you are Daenerys, please come in! Now everyone except one is here who should be here."

Before Daenerys could answer, Gandalf gestured for her to follow him and so she did. She couldn't help but giggle at the fact that he had to bend so much not to hit his head. It was just enough high so she wouldn't have to do that. While they walked she looked quickly around the house, it was quite a mess but very charming. On the walls there were several portraits of who she assumed were relatives to Bilbo. When they came to the kitchen there were twelve several smaller men that she knew almost immediately were dwarves. At first they didn't seem to notice her and Gandalf arriving because they were singing, laughing, eating and seemed to be having a good time in general. Some sat down, some were standing up dancing and some were dancing on the table, they were literally everywhere! No wonder Bilbo seems to be mad at them, they're making such a mess. Everywhere there was food and plates and glasses. She had heard on the road about hobbits' passion for food and that turned out to be right. But by the looks of it, dwarves seemed to have that as well.

Gandalf cleared his throat loudly and all the dwarves immediately looked at him.

"My friends, I would like to present to you Daenerys Targaryen. She has come from a land across the sea called Essos and wants to join us on our quest. I have allowed her to do so and I want you to welcome her."

The company looked at her, some with a very questioning look and some with a slightly angry look. Daenerys felt herself blush and looked down, there was no way they would accept her.

"And what use would a girl have in our company?" asked one with a bald head full of tattoos, he seemed to be one of the oldest. "Has she even any weapon, or a horse? Does she know how to fight?"

"Dwalin, she is fully capable of defending herself, aren't you my dear?" Gandalf turned to Daenerys. She didn't know what to say; sure she had used a sword before but not a lot.

"Uhm, yes, yes I think am capable. I have a horse outside, Mist is her name and she is a very strong mare, used to difficult terrain and bad weather. I own a sword and I have used it a few times in defence."

She looked around, the dwarves still looked at her sceptically except one with white hair and a white beard, he looked at her with compassion. Dany felt somewhat relieved and continued to talk.

"Master Gandalf has told me about your home and how a big dragon has invaded it. I come from a family that has housed dragons for our entire existence, maybe I know how to handle this one?"

"Oh no lass, you really don't know what this dragon is like." A funny looking dwarf with a hat on his head spoke. "Smaug the Terrible is a monster. You might have had dragons as pets. But I can tell you that this one is no pet, you cannot tame him. By the way I am Bofur, nice to meet you", he finished with a grin.

Daenerys did not give up. "I want to help you to take your home back. I am not just some "damsel in distress" as you might think. Please, let me come with you. Master Gandalf has already given his approval, in fact it was he who suggested for me to come when I met him a few days ago on the road and…"

Before Daenerys could finish speaking, there were three loud bangs at the door. Immediately the dwarves, including Bilbo who had joined the company again, started to whisper among themselves. This must be the last person who was meant to arrive since Gandalf mentioned there was only one left after Daenerys. She also guessed that it must be a dwarf since there were only twelve dwarves in the house and there was supposed to be thirteen.

Gandalf set out to open the door. A dark, rumbling voice said:

"Gandalf."

"Welcome Thorin, I see you found your way here at last."

"It certainly wasn't easy to find this place, I am sorry I am late. Now where is the host?"

That voice, Daenerys froze. It was like the voice went straight into her chest and made her feel funny.

Bilbo went with slow steps towards the door and she could hear him presenting himself.

"A halfling?" the booming voice said, "What help is he to us, he probably hasn't even been outside the borders of his village."

When they arrived into the kitchen everyone, including Daenerys, fell silent and stared at the newcomer. This dwarf looked very majestic compared to the others, considering how much authority he seemed to have there was no question that this was the leader of the dwarves. He was her height, maybe even one inch or two taller and very broad-shouldered. His hair was long and black with grey streaks here and there, it had two small braids at the front and his beard was long and black too. Over his armour hung a big fur cloak. Daenerys came to focus on his eyes, big and blue they were but also cold and hard as ice. Those eyes soon found hers and she couldn't help but look away.

"Who is this? You brought a girl to join our quest?" he boomed again.

"Thorin, may I present Daenerys of the house Targaryen. Daenerys, this is Thorin Oakenshield, the leader of the dwarves."

Daenerys stared at Thorin and she lowered her head nervously, however not knowing if it was out of courtesy or because of what he just had said about her.

"Pleasure to meet you, my lord." she stammered.

"Why is she here?" Thorin looked at Gandalf angrily, not even bothering to speak back to Daenerys.

"I met her on the road. She comes from Essos across the sea. Her family has owned dragons for as long as they have existed and I thought that maybe she knows how to defeat Smaug? She also has a life experience of conflicts and having to defend herself and others."

"You know very well that beast is no ordinary dragon, he is evil incarnated. This is no quest for a woman! Does she even know how to handle a weapon?"

"Oh please Thorin, give the lass a chance!" the white haired dwarf spoke. "You don't even know her, you have barely spoken to her, and still you judge her like that."

"I agree with Balin!" a young looking dwarf said. "She seems nice at least, why not vote about it? Besides, Gandalf has given his approval and I trust that he is right. Daenerys mentioned that she has used weapons before so there is that answer. Besides, she could always train with us. Oh and my name is Kili." With those last words he turned towards Daenerys and winked at her. She couldn't help but smile, looks they could be charming if they wanted to.

"Aye, let's vote about it!" Bofur said. "Those who think Daenerys should join us, raise your hands."

Some raised their hands immediately, including Balin, Bofur and Kili. Some were doubtful but soon raised theirs as well. Even Bilbo raised his hand after a while. Finally there were only a few who were opposed to it, Thorin being one of them. Kili went towards him and pleaded:

"See uncle, most of us wants her with us. Please, let her come."

Thorin paced the room, his head low so you couldn't see his eyes. Daenerys found herself wanting to see those eyes again, despite the fact the fact that they had only looked at her with anger so far. Why, she had no idea. She was nervous, she desperately wanted to come but then the leader surely must have the final say. Another thing she reacted to was that Kili called him "uncle" which meant they were related. Finally, the dwarf lord stopped pacing:

"All right, she is allowed to come with us. If our wizard has chosen a hobbit as a burglar, then I must trust him in this case as well. Welcome, Daenerys Targaryen."

Thorin stepped forward and held out his hand. She did the same and their hands soon joined. His hand was really big compared to hers and it felt like more like it engulfed her hand than them actually holding each other's. While the stern look in his eyes was gone, she could see that there was still doubt. She knew that if she did something stupid, he would ask her to leave. But she was determined to prove him wrong, just because she was a woman did not mean she was weak or gave up easily. With her hand still in his grip, she kneeled and said:

"Thank you so much my lord. I will do anything to prove that I am fully capable of finishing what we have started. I pledge my allegiance to you, Thorin Oakenshield, and I promise to protect you and fight for you. I will die for you if need be. If I displease you then I will take any consequence that you think I may deserve."

When she came to her feet again, he actually smiled at her although the smile did not reach his eyes.

"I appreciate your courage, Daenerys, but I am warning you one last time. This will be a very dangerous quest and if you feel the slightest unsure, now is the time to say it."

"I am certain, I will go with you." Daenerys kept her eyes fixed on his.

"Very well then." He gave her a quick nod and then turned to Bilbo and pulled out a long piece of paper. "So, this is the hobbit who will help us. Do you have any experience of fighting and if so, what is your weapon of choice? We have axes, swords, daggers, bows and arrows."

Bilbo, who had been watching the newcomer with frightened eyes since the arrival, had no idea what to say. He had never in his life even held a weapon of any sort.

"Uhm, well, I am sorry my lord but I have never used a weapon. I would rather use my head actually."

Thorin looked at him with a stern face and Bilbo knew that he didn't like what he just said.

"I will give you a sword for now. Here is the contract."

He gave the contract to Bilbo who unfolded it slowly. For a long time he stood there without saying a word just reading, and became paler and paler in the face. Daenerys looked at him worried. Finally Bilbo stuttered:

"Ehm, f-f-funeral arrangements?"

"Aye, in case Smaug would rip you to pieces or burn you into a big piece of grilled meat."

Bilbo looked like he had a hard time breathing and looked like he was going to faint at any minute. Daenerys took a few steps towards him but stopped midway when he spoke again:

"I need air, I…"

"Think furnace with wings. Flash of light, searing pain and then POOF, you're nothing more than a pile of ash."

Bilbo looked better for a second, then suddenly let out a "Nope" and fainted right on the spot. Daenerys hurried to him and bent down. Luckily he somewhat hadn't it his head. Instinctively she put one hand on his forehead and the other hand on his pulse, it was low but steady. She turned angrily towards the dwarves.

"Well done Bofur, terrifying him like that. Do you want this quest to go through or not? I do not think you increased the chances of making him join you by this. Gandalf, carry him to the chair in the living room. I will go to get some water."

Gandalf did as she was told but just as he was about to carry Bilbo to the other room, Thorin called for him to come to him.

"I don't think this is a good idea, this halfling will not be able to handle it."

"You must trust me on this Thorin, there is no other who can." Gandalf furrowed his big eyebrows and looked at his dwarven companion with certain eyes.

"Very well. But I will not be responsible for his safety," Thorin looked at Bilbo in the wizard's arms and then at Daenerys who was in the kitchen, "nor will I be responsible for the girl's safety."

Gandalf's look changed to one of worry but he simply nodded and smiled faintly at what Thorin just said.

The rest of the evening went on. Bilbo wasn't out for a long time and as soon as he woke up Daenerys gave him water to drink. No matter how much Gandalf tried to convince Bilbo to join, he did not give in. Daenerys herself started to doubt whether she could join the quest. Many of the dwarves seemed to like her but Thorin still didn't it appeared. She decided to talk to Gandalf about it. When Bilbo had left the room, she went up to him and said:

"Gandalf, I really do not know if I am fitting for this quest. What can I contribute with? It is rather evident that Thorin doesn't want me with them. Also what happens if Bilbo doesn't join?"

"Do not worry, Daenerys Stormborn. Thorin is the way he is, in time you will learn why. Actually, I think you can help us a great deal and especially when it comes to Thorin. You have a good heart, I can see that in your eyes. Also do not worry about Bilbo, I am sure he will change his mind. Tomorrow will be the first of many long days of travel along the road, you still want to come with us right?"

"Of course I want to, more than anything. Thank you for calming my heart Gandalf, without you I don't know where I would have been right now."

"No worries, Daenerys. I will hopefully be there if there is something you want to talk about and if I am not, I am sure the company will be there for you just as you will be for them. There are already a few of them who likes you I can tell, take that as a good sign. Now if you excuse me, I have to speak with the company. You look tired, it's probably for the best if you go to sleep now."

"You are right, I do feel very tired. Also, you can call me Dany if you want to. Most of the people in Essos called me that."

"Well then, goodnight Dany."

He left with a smile on his face and Daenerys also decided to retire for the night. But where would she sleep? She decided to take the sofa, the dwarves would probably have to argue about where to sleep anyway since they were so many. It had been a very long day with many new people and new impressions, no wonder she felt more tired than she had felt in a long time. One person she couldn't stop thinking about, and that was Thorin Oakenshield. Despite him being so cold towards her, there was just something about him. Was it the fact that he was a dwarf lord? That he had probably the most piercing blue eyes she had ever seen? Or was it because of that voice of his? He is the way he is, Gandalf's words echoed in her head. Whatever it was, it made her have a hard time falling asleep, that and the sound of the dwarves still talking to each other. One last time she closed her eyes and hoped sleep would take her.

Daenerys must have fallen asleep because she woke up to the sound of humming. The dwarves, they were singing, and it sounded beautiful:

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

Thorin's voice could be heard slightly over the others and Dany listened with her eyes closed and her mouth slightly open, there truly was something magical about it. It could be hard and roaring like thunder and at other times soft like a wolf cub's fur. After singing the verses they continued to hum for a while, lulling her to sleep.