Authoress Note: Welcome to Chapter 6 of So Far Gone. Thank you to those who have left reviews. It does mean a lot to me that you guys are enjoying this story. I hope that you guys continue to enjoy the story. I'm trying my best to add Tony to this story, though it is a bit hard on trying to write it since I'm trying my best to write as many chapters as I can. I hope that you guys enjoy this next part. Without further ado Chapter 6. ENJOY!

Chapter 6

Bilbo sat on his chair holding a mug of tea in his hands while he was talking to Gandalf.

Tony sat next to the window with her lips pursed together as she looked out at the darkness.

"I'll be alright, let me just sit quietly for a moment," Bilbo said softly, taking a breath through his nose.

"You've been sitting quietly for far too long. Tell me; when did doilies and your mother's dishes become so important to you? I remember a young Hobbit who was always running off in search of elves and the woods, staying out late, and coming home after dark, trailing mud, twigs, and fireflies. A young Hobbit who would have liked nothing better than to find out what was beyond the borders of the Shire. The world is not in your books and maps; it's out there." Gandalf said letting out a breath unsure of why Bilbo was like this now.

"I can't just go running off into the blue. I am a Baggins, of Bag End."

"You are also a Took. Did you know that your great-great-great-great-uncle, Bullroarer Took, was so large he could ride a real horse?"

"Yes."

"Well, he could. In the Battle of Green Fields, he charged the goblin ranks. He swung his club so hard it knocked the Goblin King's head clean off, and it sailed a hundred yards through the air and went down a rabbit hole. And thus the battle was won, and the game of golf was invented at the same time."

"I do believe you made that up," Bilbo said, taking a breath through his nose.

"Well, all good stories deserve embellishment. You'll have a tale or two to tell when you come back."

"Can you promise that I will come back?"

"No. And if you do, you will not be the same."

"That's what I thought. Sorry, Gandalf, I can't sign this. You've got the wrong Hobbit." Bilbo got up and walked away down the hall.

Gandalf let out a breath.

"You can't expect him to come when he's worried about his life," Tony said not moving her attention from the window.

Gandalf looked over at the young woman. "And you are willing?" He questioned his gray brows furrowing.

Tony turned to look at Gandalf and shrugged her shoulders. "I'm lost in this world. Have no way back to my own. I have a feeling that yes my family may mourn my loss, but they're not here to care. So if I risk myself then that's what I will do." She let out a breath. "Honestly, it's not like I have something waiting for me back at home. So I'm here to help."

The dwarves began to gather in Bilbo's living room, smoking on their pipes by the fire. They began to hum softly, soon Thorin began to sing while the others joined in with their king.

Gandalf and Tony listened from nearby.

"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"

Tony took a breath and left the room to go outside. Once outside she took a deep breath of the cool night air. It reminded her of home and how it was cool. She felt a pang in her chest. She missed home a lot and wished that she was with her friends. But there was no way that she would return home now. She hadn't even a clue of how to get home. That was the one thing that worried her. How was she to go on this quest with little knowledge of how to fight? She doubted anyone would be willing to teach her how to use a sword.

She heard the door open and heavy footsteps come her way. She turned her head to see Kili standing there looking rather sheepishly.

"I'm sorry." He said softly offering her a small boyish smile.

Tony swallowed the lump in her throat wondering what he could have meant by that. "Whatever are you sorry for Kili?" She asked the dark-haired dwarf who had been so kind to her.

"I didn't think that my uncle would treat you this poorly. You look like you have some talent… I bet there is more to you than what we see." He said offering her a small sheepish smile rubbing the back of his head shyly.

Tony's lips quirked a little bit at the thought. "Oh, I doubt that." She said softly her cheeks coloring slightly in embarrassment. She didn't think that she was that talented. Granted she had away with words and writing, but fighting in some way. She hadn't a clue.

Kili came over to her and put his hand on her shoulder. "You don't think that you have any talents?"

"Honestly no. My skills with a bow and arrow are a bit rusty."

"I can help you," Kili said looking at her with a pout slightly. He wanted to help her out the best that he could.

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This is the end of Chapter 6. I hope that you guys enjoyed this. I do apologize if this chapter is a tad bit short, but I thought that this was a good point to end this chapter at. Please leave a review and let me know what you think. I'll try to update you as soon as I can. Until next time.