I let out a yawn as I rolled on to my back. Stretching my arms over my head, I let out a sigh. What a crazy dream? How the hell did it go from camping with Danny to Bag End? Oh and then meeting Mister Baggins. Slowly I sat up as I rubbed my eyes and yawned again.

"He was very nice though. Too bad he wasn't re-" Opening my eyes, I took pause. "-this isn't my room..."

"Nooo!" I covered my face with my hands. "This is a dream. It has to be a dream!"

Hearing muffled voices, male voices, somewhere in the house, my head shot up. "Who?"

As if hearing my question, the doorbell rang.

"They're here!" I swung my feet off the bed and stood up. Damn still short. I started to cross the door when something on the dresser caught my eye.

A stack of folded clothes. Biting my lip, I cocked my head slightly as I walked over to them. There was a white long sleeved top and a pair of brown trousers. These weren't here before. Maybe he brought them for me? I looked back at the clothing unsure if I should wear them or not. I didn't want to go out, only to find out that they weren't meant for me. However looking down at my current attire, I was probably going to get very weird stares wearing short shorts. With that, I slowly began to change.

The pants were big for me but luckily I wore a belt with my shorts and quickly put it on to holding the pants around my hips. I left my top on under the shirt. I didn't care what they thought, I wasn't going to let anyone see my bra. Hastily I threw my hair up in a pony tail and adjust my bangs, relieved to find that my hair was still the same orange auburn color I had died it a week ago. Length seemed to be right as well. While I probably looked strange enough for having such a different tan skin and being Asian, if you add the hair color I must just look silly.

No wonder that female hobbit seemed afraid...

I looked at my shoes and pulled the pants down my hips a bit in efforts to try and hide my high tops but it was no use. They were still to short. With a shrug, I rolled up the bottom of the pant legs a couple times so they would reveal half of my calves and pulled up the collar of the shirt so it wouldn't fall off my shoulder. Looking my self over, I nodded and walked to the door. My hands trembled and heart seemed to be beating a mile a moment as I reached for the door. Excitement, fear? I wasn't sure. I just tried to shake it off. As quietly as I could, I opened the door.

Slowly I walked down the small hall way. As I turned the corner, I saw Bilbo standing in the middle of the hallway talking to what I assumed was the pantry.

"The thing is…uh… The thing is…I don't know either of you. Not in the slightest." The hobbit's eyes followed a whitish blue blur fly past him landing in the other room across the hall with a squish.

I held back a laugh. Blue cheese.

Even though I couldn't see Balin and Dwalin, I knew the look they gave Bilbo.

Catching Bilbo's eye, I smiled.

"Ah. You're up I see. Did you sleep well?"

"Yes, I did. Thank you." Balin and Dwalin looked out from the pantry. I gave them a small bow of my head when I remembered the clothes and returned my focus to Bilbo. "Oh! And thank you. For the spare clothes."

Whatever Bilbo was going to say was forgetten when there was another ring on the door. Irritation and confusion were easily traced in his face as he headed towards the door. I took a few steps forward looking at the front door then looking at Dwalin and Balin, gave a small smile and a slight bow of my head.

"Fili"

"And Kili."

"At your service."

I slowly moved closer, straining my neck to try and get a peek of the two nephews of Thorin.

"You must be Mr. Boggins!" I smiled as Bilbo denied and tried to close the door on them. But Kili was faster, throwing his leg out between the door and its frame.

"Has it been cancelled?!"

"No one told us." Fili stated looking at his brother then back at Bilbo.

"Can-? No! Nothing's been canceled." He said shaking his head in confusion and frustration.

"Well that's a relief!" Kili smiled and shoved his way in.

Fili strutted in after. I chuckled as I watched Bilbo glare at the two young dwarves. While Kili ignored Bilbo's please to not wipe his boots on his mother's box, the blonde brother threw their weapons into the arms of their host.

Poor Bilbo. This is going to be a long night.

Unable to just stand there and watch, I strode over to the struggling hobbit and shifted the weapons into my arms.

"Here let me help you."

The weapons were slightly larger and heavier than I anticipated, but thankfully I managed to keep my balance.

"Thank you. Least someone here has some manners."

Carefully setting the weapons down on the glory box, I stood and turned around with a smile. My smile faltered when I saw the two young princes staring at me with a weird look.

"Uh...Sorry...I just thought he needed help."

"You needn't apologize. We were just surprised that a hobbit of your size could easily carry what Master Baggin's could not." Fili said with a smile.

"Oh." Letting out a nervous laugh, I scratched the back of my head. "Yea...I am...I do a lot of heavy lifting back home."

The two princes exchanged a look of surprise. Puffing my cheeks, I quickly bowed and took a step back. Fili opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by Dwalin, as he walked past me and up to Kili.

"Fili. Kili. Come on give us a hand." I watched Kili look up at Dwalin in surprise and awe as Dwalin lead him to the kitchen. Fili following close behind. I looked over at Bilbo, his jaw dropped.

"Otherwise we'll never get everyone in."

That seemed to break Bilbo out of his trance as he stormed over to the dinning room entrance.

"What?! Everyone?! How many more are there?"

At that the door rang. Without giving Bilbo a chance to state there are too many dwarves in his dining room, I walked over to the door and open it. Sure enough Bifur, Bofur, Bomber, Oin, Gloin, Ori, Dori, and Nori all stumbled onto the floor. Each complaining for the other to get off. I couldn't help laughing at the sight and looked up at Gandalf.

"Hello Gandalf." Gandalf bent down and smiled.

"May. You seem well." I ducked my head and gave a small smile.

He looked down as the Dwarves started getting themselves up. I recognized the hatted figure slowly get up to his knees as Bufor. I grabbed his arm and helped him up.

"Oh. Thank you, lass." I bowed my head as he straightened up.

There's so many people in this room. Taking a shaky breath, I took a step away from the dwarves. It didn't help much and soon enough the room became even more crowded as the Wizard pushed his way into the hallway. Before introductions could be made, the dwarves quickly moved past Bilbo and began pillaging the pantry; taking whatever food they could find in there to the dinning table across the hall.

Bilbo quickly followed, trying desperately to stop these invaders from taking all his food. Staying where I was, I felt myself relax a bit before slowly inching my way closer. I watched in silence. This isn't a dream. And I don't feel dead...Then again how does being dead feel...It can't be real...It's not possible... right?

It took less than an hour for everything to be out; and the dwarves to be seated; and diving for the food. I stood in the entry way and looked on in fascination. It's exactly like the movie...Except I'm in it... Staring at the food, I was reminded I hadn't eaten all day. My stomach churned and growled. I chewed on my lip as I looked at the table of food, then at the dwarves. The sight was less than pleasant and suddenly I wasn't as hungry as I thought

"Bomber catch!" I turned my attention to Bofur as he threw a hard boiled egg at Bomber, who managed to catch it in his mouth. Everyone cheered, even I smiled.

Ok. That was pretty impressive. Gross...but impressive. Feeling a nudge against my back, I spun around nearly making Fili spill the filled jugs. Staring at him I couldn't remember my dreams being so detailed and clear. Ok...so this is definitely not a dream. Chikushou!

"Are you alright?" I swallowed, my mouth had suddenly gone dry, and nodded.

"Yea sorry." I gave him a smile and hoped he would just leave it alone. Thankfully he seemed convinced and nodded.

"Alright up you go." The blonde dwarf placed his arm on my back, nudging my towards the table.

"Nani?!"

The word made him pause for a second before he shook his head and pushed me forward.

"Step up." I tried backing up but the blond dwarf was strong. Bofur noticed what Fili was trying to do stood up and quickly picked me up on to the table.

My heart was racing as did my breathing. Frantically I scanned the table for a way to get down. Can't breath. Need to get away. Panic began to set in and I found I couldn't move. Help! Please get me down! I need...I can't breath. I jumped as someone pressed against my back. I felt faint and swore I was going to fall when the person behind me grabbed hold of me. I tried to move but once again I froze. I let out a sob as I felt his breath on my neck.

"Miss, breath. Just breath." His voice was soft, not angry, not cruel.

"Breath." He said once more before I listened. Slowly letting it out, he rubbed my arm before stepping away. My eyes caught bright blue eyes.

"Take my hand, miss."

The blond dwarf held out his hand. I hesitated at first, but with one last pleading look from the dwarf, I took it. Slowly I stepped off the table with his assistance and sat next to him. My body was still trembling and I let out a slow shaky breath as I tried to regain what little pride I had left.

Chancing a quick glance around the room, with the exception of Ori, Kili and Fili. No one else seemed to have noticed my breakdown. I felt some relief with that.

"Are you alright?" Fili asked.

No. I hated myself for feeling so vulnerable and weak. I felt a hand squeeze my hand. Looking down at the glove covered hands, I let my eyes drift up to find the blonde's eyes filled with concern. Tearing my eyes away, I realized that silence had fallen upon the room. Fear quickly shifted to relief as I realized the dwarves chugging their drinks down. Each slammed their cup down once finished followed by an echo of belches, as one would try to out belch the other. It was a gross sight but I couldn't help but laugh. Turning back to Fili, my smile faltered. No smile graced his lips as he just stared at me. A blush crept up my cheeks as I ducked my head. "Yeah. I just...haven't eat anything today is all."

It wasn't necessarily a lie, but it was enough to get the dwarf off my case. His eyes widened in disbelief.

"You haven't eaten all day?!"

"Well...Maybe not since 8 this morning?" I wasn't entirely sure how time worked here versus back home but that didn't really matter now.

The blonde quickly began calling out to the other dwarves. Pieces of food flying towards him and thankfully none landing on me. In moments, a plate piled with food sat before me.

"Here you are!" Fili said proudly as he gave me a hard pat on the back.

For a moment I just stared at him, not really knowing what to say. Shifting my gaze from the food to him to the food and back at him. I opened my mouth and instead of words coming out, I laughed.

"Is everything alright Miss?" My laughter died as I looked across the table to Kili, his eyes filled with the same concern as his brother. I nodded with an honest smile before turning to Fili.

The dwarf looked baffled by my outburst but thankfully the smile that tugged at his lips said he wasn't mad about my response.

"Thank you."

"You're most welcome."

With that he went back to chatting with the other dwarves and taking long chugs from his ale.

The plate was filled with more food than I was used to eating. Ham, sausages, chicken, potatoes, pieces of cheese, a biscuit, tomatoes and a hard boiled egg. Picking up the egg, I took a bit of the egg. The feeling of food filling my tummy made me smile and with out thinking I began to squirm with happiness in my seat. Unfortunately my actions didn't go unnoticed as I opened my eyes to find Kili watching me with big smile. A blush crept up my cheeks as the young dwarf gave a small laugh.

"What was that?"

"Nothing."

"Nothing? I don't believe you."

Biting my lip, I ducked my head and turned my attention to eating my food slowly.

"He meant no harm miss."

I nearly choked on the rest of the egg I stuffed in my mouth. Fili laughted a bit as he handed me his jug. I took a big swig only to pull a face as the liquid touched my tongue. Half tempted to spit it out, half desperately needing the egg to go down. I opted for the ladder, forcing myself to swallow the fowl tasting drink. Apparently my disgust was obvious as everyone in the room broke out into laughter. Wiping my mouth with the back of my hand, I thanked the dwarf.

"Better?"

I nodded.

"I meant what I said. My brother wasn't trying to insult you. He was just curious."

Casting a quick glance up at the dwarf, deep down I knew he wasn't lying. A sudden flash of guilt had me looking at the younger brother. He was laughing at something Ori had send when our eyes met. Seeing his with that big smile. I always found Aidan Turner to be exceptionally good looking, but in person and even as a dwarf that smile of his is amazing. Feeling my cheeks flush at the thought of my attraction towards him had me thankful that my skin was dark enough to hide it. Or so I thought when I stole another glance at Kili only to find the bastard staring at me with a playful smile on his face.

"What was that about?" He just wouldn't leave it alone.

Rolling my eyes, I tried to keep from smiling but failed which resulted in Kili smiling even more. I leaned in a bit as he did the same.

"It's my happy dance." I winced at how silly it sounded and I was right as he laughed. Great. And now I'm probably the biggest idiot in this room.

"No! I didn't mean to laugh at you. I just...I've never heard of a...happy dance." He gave an apologetic smile and if he hadn't been so adorable looking like that I would have ignored him.

"It's...when I'm really happy...I just do it. I hadn't eaten really today, so eating made me happy. Hence the happy dance."

"Happy dance. I like it." He said laughing as he sat back in his seat. Giving a wink, he once again turned his attention to Ori leaving me to once again feel my cheeks turn flush.

After dinner, many of the dwarves left the table to smoke their pipes in different rooms of the house. The smell of the tobacco filled the house. I was surprised that this bothered me. Wasn't even bothered with the smell of the dwarves. Although the more I thought about it, the more I realized that they didn't smell at all like I would have expected. Rather than smelling like they hadn't bathed in days, they smelled like horses and of earth. I smiled at that thought and looked over at Balin, Ori and Bomber. I laughed as Bomber and Ori kept filling their plates while Balin at the other end of the table was smoking his pipe. Catching Balin's eye, I smiled.

"Balin. At your service. You must be Mrs. Baggins then?"

Mrs. Baggins?! I opened my mouth to protest but the dwarf continued.

"If you don't mind me asking deary, but why do you not tend to your husband?" I shook my head in disbelief.

"He's not my husband."

With a laugh he took a puff from his pipe before talking again. "Apologies Miss..."

"May...At your service..."

"How are you acquainted with Mr. Baggins?"

"I only met him today. Gandalf told me to stay here while he went to gather you all." Balin nodded as Ori got up with his plate.

My eyes followed as he walked over to the hall way where Bilbo was now standing arguing with Gandalf. Bofur, Nori, Dori and Gloin gathered around the table. The rhythmic sound of their feet stomping, knives and forks clinkin, I quickly bit the back of my hand to keep from laughing.

"Excuse me. I'm sorry to interrupt, but what should I do with my plate?" Bilbo just glared at Ori with his hands on his hips, he didn't notice Fili walk over nonchalantly.

"Here you go Ori, give it to me." Fili threw the plate.

Knowing this scene by heart, I didn't need to know that Kili caught it with one hand and threw it to Bifur. More plates began to sore through the air as Ori tossed them to Fili who threw them to Kili and then to Bifur. My smile widened behind my hand as Bilbo became flustered with the dwarves.

"A-and can you Not do that? You'll blunt them!"

"Ooh! Do you hear that lads?" Still keeping with the beat. "He's says we'll blunt the knives."

"Blunt the knives. Bend the forks.

Mash the bottles and burn the corks.

Chip the glass and crack the plates.

That's what Bilbo Baggins hates!"

Glasses and plates were being thrown across the rooms, the dwarves sped up the music. I couldn't help but laugh and mouth the lyrics as they sang.

"Cut the cloth, tread the fat.

Leave the bones on the bedroom mat.

Pour the milk on the pantry floor.

Splash the wine on every door."

"Dump the crocks in a a boiling bowl

Pound them up with a thumping pole

And when you've finished, if they are whole,

Send the down the hall to roll!"

The music continued and more and more plates left the table and made their way to the next room. Bilbo was still frantically trying to make sure nothing got cracked or broken. Not wanting to miss the end, I quickly followed Bilbo into the next room.

"That's what Bilbo Baggins hates!"

I laughed as did everyone else, both from the happy song as well as the stunned look on Bilbo's face as he realized despite the horrible lyrics, his dishes were piled neatly on the table.

But the laughter was short lived as a firm knocking silenced the room and all heads turned to the front door.

"He's here." Gandalf slowly walked over and opened the door. Slowly turning his head to look up at the wizard, stood the King Under the Mountain.

"Gandalf."

So this chapter was a bit longer than the first two. But I hope you enjoyed it none the less.

Translations:
Chikushou! = I'm going crazy.
Nani!? = What?