5'7, brown curly hair down to mid back, hourglass shape with a big everything (overweight) and love for all things music. I am 22 years old and in college for nursing. I just started my program so I haven't learned anything yet And I guess I never will because my ass got teleported into the Hobbit universe. Fuck me, right?

And I don't even look the same! Can I still sing? Do I still have rhythm? Am I half Mexican here or all white? I have no clue what or who I am. This should be… interesting at best. Deadly at worst.

I wake up to find myself in damn forest. Of course, right? Obviously this is not where I fell asleep last night. So I do what I think everyone would do. I stayed calm and took in my surroundings before making a move. I chose a direction and walked. I was barefoot so it was not a comfortable walk either. Nor were my clothes the warmest but, thankfully, the weather was nice. I have a purple sports bra on and short shorts that are white. This will go over well wherever I am, I am sure. Can you feel the sarcasm?

I walk and walk. I take breaks to rest my feet and then continue on. By dusk I have found nothing. And then, through the trees and darkness, I see a light. Perhaps from a fire. I decide to take a look. Should the people look reasonable I will ask for assistance. If not, I will move on and quickly.

I creep over as quietly as possible. I am now behind a tree and looking into the camp. By Odin's beard… dwarves! And ones I recognize! They look just like the actors from the movies. I found dwarves! How exciting. I burst through the trees and smile.

"Hey guys. You wouldn't happen to be traveling to the Shire, would you? I need an escort. I seem to be a bit lost." I say and immediately all eyes go to me. They all stand and draw weapons. They are standing. They are a bit taller than me. Thorin at most is 5'3. Some of these guys are supposed to be shorter than him. What…? I look down at myself and nearly shriek. I am skinny! And short! I grab my hair and pull it so I can see it. Brown but wavy, not curly. But a different brown. . .

"What are you doing in these woods dressed like that?" I hear a voice say. I look back to the group of dwarves who are still alert but confused.

"Oh. Um. Not sure. Woke up out here. Dressed like this." I say, trying to hide my astonishment at my situation.

"That doesn't seem good at all. Are you hungry? We just made food." Bofur says. I nod and sit between Gloin and Bombur.

"Here. To cover yourself." Dori says as he hands me a cloak.

"Thank you." I say as I take it and wrap it around myself. Much better. It was starting to get nippy the later it got. I was then handed a bowl of stew. I ate as nicely as possible but I was hungry. I hadn't eaten all day so it probably wasn't nice and neat at all.

"Hungry?" Gloin asks as he eyes me. I nod.

"Been walking all day. Haven't eaten. Sorry if I was a mess." I apologize. Nobody likes to watch a messy eater.

"I think you ate with grace for not having eaten all day." Ori says andI instantly smile at him. He is across from me.

"Thank you, sweetness. So, what are all your names? I'm Luna Perez." I introduce with a Spanish accent on my name. I am half Mexican after all.

"I'm Ori." The young one introduces.

"Nori."

"Dori."

"Bofur and this is my brother Bombur. And this is my cousin Bifur." The one with the hat introduces. I of course know all their names. I was fat and nerdy, sue me for fitting a stereotype.

"Gloin." The red headed one says.

"Oin." The last one introduces.

"A pleasure to meet you all. And thank you for your help. Not sure what I would have done." I tell them honestly.

"Our pleasure." Ori says with a smile.

"So are you all going to he Shire?" I ask again. They nod slowly.

"Great! I have to meet someone there." I say.

"I thought you didn't know how you got here?" Gloin says and I nod.

"I don't. But I was hoping I was near the Shire." I tell him honestly. They all nod and accept that for now.

"Here. Take my bedroll. It will keep you warm." Bofur says as he hands me a huge roll. I look at it then to him.

"If Dori doesn't mind I can cover myself with his cloak. I don't want to take your bed from you." I tell him.

"You aren't taking it from me. Bombur offers it." He says and I look to Bombur. I smile at the plump dwarf.

"Thank you but you keep it. I can make due." I thank but refuse. He frowns.

"Take it." He says in a voice I was not expecting. In the movies he didn't talk. Perhaps I am in the book verse? I never read the book. Shit.

"No, thank you. Good night." I say as I move a little closer to the fire and wrap myself in the cloak. I fall asleep near instantly.

When I wake it is because the sun is shining on my face. I sit up and rub the sleep from my eyes. I look around the camp and see everyone asleep still. Probably not for long though. I take off the cloak since it is now warmer than last night. I set it beside a sleeping Dori and then stretch. Huh. New body, new feeling. I used to stretch in the morning to get my blood going. I already feel like I am ready to take on the world though. And stretching just wakes me more. Interesting. Being fit really is nice.

And then a gasp from behind me. I am bent over forward with my legs spread so I just look between my legs and see Bombur super red in the face and staring. I laugh and stand. I turn around and face the dwarf who now refuses to look me in the eye.

"You okay?" I ask him. He nods but still won't look at me. I chuckle and sit in the place I slept last night.

"Want help making breakfast?" I ask him. He whips his head around to look at me.

"Sure." He squeaks out before getting all the things out of a pack he has.

With the smell of food, everyone wakes. And then they all tell me to cover myself.

"Is there something wrong with how I dress? Everything is covered." I say.

"Everything covered? Just your bits are covered! Look at all the skin you have showing." Dori chides.

"It is my arms, stomach and legs." I say as if this is nothing.

"Just cover yourself. All kinds of things will be said about you if you don't." Dori says as he hands me his cloak again. I sigh and take it. I wrap it around myself and look to the others.

"Better?" I ask. Everyone nods but Bofur.

"I like ya better without it." He flirts and I wink playfully at him. We share a laugh before we pack up the camp and begin to walk.

We stop for lunch at midday and then continue on. I try to hide my winces as my feet start to hurt more and more but Oin notices and stops the group.

"What is wrong lass?" He says which causes everyone to stop and look at me.

"Nothing. I am fine." I lie but he glares at me.

"You winced. Something hurts. I am a healer. Let me do my job." He tells me and I sigh.

"My feet hurt like hell. No shoes." I say as I lift a leg to show my bare feet.

"Have you been walking all this time with no shoes? Why didn't you tell us sooner?" Oin frets. He has me sit and has me put a foot in his lap. He pulls out a paste and rubs it onto my scratched up feet. He then wraps it with a bandage. He does the same to the other foot.

"None of us have a spare pair of shoes but we can wrap your feet so they don't get so damaged." Oin tells me and wraps my feet. I place it down on the ground and smile. The paste along with the bandages and wrappings keep my foot free of dirt and rocks cutting into my feet.

"Thank you. I'm sorry I had to keep you all." I apologize before we head off again. Oh this is much better.

We enter the Shire around 6, judging by the sun but that could be complete crap. I have never read the time by the sun so I could be completely wrong. We walk all around and end up lost. How the hell can we not find Bilbo's house?

It is dark by the time we find his hobbit hole home. But before we knock, Gandalf approaches us.

"Good evening, Gandalf." Everyone greets. He bows his head in greeting before looking at me.

"Who is this that travels with you?" He asks the group.

"This is Miss Luna Perez." Ori, the sweet little thing, answers.

"Pleasure to meet you." I say with a smile.

"How did you come to join this group?" The wizard asks.

"Woke up in the forest. Saw their fire. They helped me out since I am, apparently, inappropriately dressed." I say as I open the cloak. Gandalf chokes back a noise and has me close the cloak.

"Well, it would seem we need to have a talk. Go on in boys. I need to talk with Miss Luna before we enter." Gandalf tells the dwarves. They nod and knock on the door while Gandalf pulls me to the side.

"You are not from around here." He states. Nothing gets by him. I nod in agreement.

"Where I come from, Earth, this" I motion to everything, "is a book. And…" I search for a word he will understand. I don't think movie will cut it. "play." I finish. He seems to contemplate my situation.

"So you know the future." He states again and I nod again.

"I do. And let me tell you, it fucking sucks." I say honestly, thinking about Thorin and his nephews.

"I do not wish to know. Why do you believe you were sent here?" He asks instead.

"Honestly, no clue. Perhaps to change something? To just tag along? To watch over Bilbo's home? I have no idea." I tell him and he frowns.

"What is it that 'sucks'?" He uses my, almost, exact wording. It sounds weird coming from him.

"Death. Three of them to be precise." I tell him without using names.

"Perhaps you are to stop them." He says and I shrug.

"Maybe." I answer. He seems to be deep in thought.

"Do you have any useful skills? Training with a blade or bow?" He asks me.

"I have used a bow before but not for a long time. It was a unit in school when I was like 13." I tell him. He frowns.

"It would seem you may simply be here to stop the deaths then. You obviously have no use to the dangers that we may face." He says with no remorse.

"Sounds good to me. Until I see differently, I am here to save three people. Got it. So that means I need to go on the quest and that means shopping." I say as I motion, but don't open, the cloak I wear. He nods.

"We have no spare clothes and to make you some would take time. You may have to borrow for the time being." He states and I frown.

"From a dwarf?" I ask and he nods.

"I hope someone lets me." I think out loud.

"I am sure someone will. Now come. We must introduce ourselves." He says before leading me back to the home and ringing the bell.