Ok new story, based on the hobbit. Hopefully it's different than other stories out there, yes it is a KiliXOC but in a different, complicated way. Let me know what you think!

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Of all the things in her life, she had never been more sure of anything than the thought currently going through her head. It may have seemed an impossibility, after all you read only about these kind of things in fairy tales and campfire stories, but when you lined up the facts there was no denying it.

She was surprisingly calm about it.

It wasn't a surprise, at the rate she drove, at her usual speed and her inability to listen to ads on the radio. She had been sure no one was coming, but the bend came too quickly and the oncoming traffic didn't have enough time to swerve, and her eyes had been busy working the buttons on the dash.

The pain hadn't lasted long, it dulled quickly as she stared up at the clouds floating by. A brief thought went through her head about the other people involved but then her thoughts had landed into a mush in her mind.

Briefly thoughts flashed by in her head, from her closeness to finally being done with school, to the fact that the dirt she was laying in was surely ruining her burgundy dress, her costume for the school play. Such silly thoughts at the time.

Then the thoughts disappeared for a time, and the sky grew brighter and brighter, and she finally realized fully what was happening.

Her name was Alexandra London, and at eighteen years of age, she was dead.

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Alexandra ran her last thoughts through her mind now, the fact that she was dead was weighing on her, but with that knowledge came the nagging question of her current predicament. She had always supposed when she died, at least she had hoped, that there would be bright lights and pearly gates. A man standing before her telling her that well she hadn't lived a perfect life she was still welcome to join her ancestors and lost friends and family in the land where buildings were white and shiny. She was expecting white robes and harp music being played continuously like they do in doctor's offices. She expected to find an inner peace that could not be felt on earth and to live happily ever after, soon to be joined by her friends, remaining family, and hopefully even the pets she had lost in her time.

What she wasn't expecting was to wake up alongside a dirt road, under the shade of some large trees. There was no white robe, she was still wearing her costume that she had been driving in. Harp music was replaced by birds chirping happily, and instead of being surrounded my lost friends and family, she found herself alone in the sun.

"Well this is effed up…" Alexandra whispered to herself. When she first had come to and realized her setting, she had just kept staring, dumbfounded, at the sky above her; which she swore was bluer than the one she had seen before she had died. Maybe this was heaven, it certainly was beautiful, but if this was heaven then there was definitely going to need to be some editing with the stereotypical views of the afterlife.

Alexandra looked around, and upon quick contemplation, decided that she wanted to see what surroundings were around her. Walking up to a tall tree, Alexandra looked up to see thick branches all the way to the top, an excellent tree to climb. Her only problem was the branch closest to her was higher than her reach, her frame not quite gracing five feet and this branch at least six feet off the ground. Her fingers barely brushed the smooth bark. She jumped several times, the last time finally grabbing the branch, but her hand slipped after mere seconds and she landed on her butt on the soft grass.

"I hate my life." She paused and thought over her words. "I take it back, I hate my death." She took a huffed breath and stared at the branch in anger.

She had felt a quick breeze and suddenly she was sitting on the branch she had a second ago been staring at. The change came so quickly that she had to catch herself, else she would have fallen back onto the grass.

'Neat trick…' she thought to herself, and she planned on practicing it later. At the moment she started to climb the tree at a comfortable speed, her feet finding firm plants on the branches even though in the back of her mind she supposed falling wouldn't do much to her at this point. All she wanted was to see if when she reached the top, maybe she could find the missing people here to welcome her.

The sky was definitely bluer here than when she was alive, she thought as the sun made her briefly close her eyes as she reached the highest branches. When she opened them again there was no denying the simplistic beauty around her didn't make her catch her breath. All around here were fields greener than any high definition picture, and where there wasn't shimmering grass, there were trees larger and healthier than any she had ever seen. How perfect this land was, it had to be some sort of heaven. There was still only one problem…

"Where is my bloody welcoming committee?!" Alexandra shouted in frustration to the wind as it blew by her, and for a moment she thought it appeared slightly stronger as her anger joined it. A bird landed on a smaller branch next to her and she glared at it.

"Unless you're here to deliver my invitation to where everyone is I would fly away if I were you." The birds head cocked to one side as it hopped around, tweeting happily. Alexandra sighed out some annoyance.

"Great, heaven appears to be one big Disney landscape. Where are my mice friends running around, making me new clothes?" She wasn't sure, but she swore the bird shook it's head briefly. Could heavenly birds understand her? It tweeted shrilly one more time before fluttering off to the east, Alexandra's eyes following it for a moment before distance made it disappear.

With no tweeting around her head, Alexandra took a moment to listen around her, and was surprised to notice a lot of talking and laughing coming her way. Her head whipped back and forth until her eyes spotted coming along the dirt road far below her, a group on horses coming her way.

'About time!' She thought to herself before she realized she would never climb down fast enough to catch their attention. After a few of her favorite words she glared angrily at the ground, and thought for a moment about just jumping. After all, as far as she knew, you couldn't die twice.

As it was with the branch, Alexandra found herself caught up in a split second wind before finding herself back on the grass, her eyes still staring at her feet. She was really going to need to learn how to control that, the effect was making her slightly dizzy.

She didn't have long to wait as the group of men on horses came closer to her. This was her first thought, until she realized that the males were on ponies and were in fact looking to be her height if not slightly smaller. Dear Lord, there were dwarves coming her way, and behind them cloaked all in grey appeared to be a old but tall man.

'Oh my God, heaven is a Disney film.' The thought stuck in the front of her mind, and she couldn't help but giggle slightly at it. She walked out from under the tree as they neared her, a very serious looking dwarf leading the way.

"Hello!" She waved and smiled, hoping that maybe the ones in front of her could direct her through the afterlife…the Disneyfied afterlife. Her smile grew. The dwarves and their ponies trotted closer and closer, and the corners of her mouth fell as they didn't slow down. The ponies noticed her, and maneuvered around her, much to their master's chagrin, but the dwarves paid her no heed, even as she stood in the middle of the group.

"Hello!" She shouted louder, the anger in her surpassing it's current level at the fact that she was being ignored. She was newly dead, she didn't need the stress of rude dwarves on ponies making her more annoyed.

"That was quite a gust there!" a bald dwarf with a long dark beard and tattoos shouted loudly. Alexandra stopped her waving and once again found herself wondering if this was due to her frustration again. Maybe the bird realized this and flew away before she lost it.

"Can you help me? I don't know where I am!" She calmed herself enough to sound civil, and made every effort to not grind her teeth together. The dwarves continued to ignore her, and she was about to cry out in frustration when she noticed the old man looking in her direction questioningly. It took her a second for the thought to cross her mind that had been nagging her during this whole exchange.

Maybe the dwarves weren't being rude, maybe they couldn't see her. What if, even with its beauty and peace, this place wasn't heaven, but if this wasn't heaven, then where the hell was she?!

"Gandalf do you see something?" A dwarf with a funny hat shouted back to the old man, whose eyes hadn't left the spot she was standing.

"I just thought I saw an odd shadow Bofur, nothing more!" The old man, Gandalf she supposed, shouted back to funny hat Bofur. His eyes scanned briefly the area around her again, but then returned to the group in front of him and the conversation they had been having. Alexandra fell to the ground and began to cry quietly, she had hoped for a moment that Gandalf could see her, could answer her questions. The ponies hooves continued to trot, until the continuous beat was nothing but a drum in her mind. The peace she had felt before was now nothing like it had been, but instead had been replaced by solitude and emptiness. The sun was still shining, but Alexandra felt no warmth from it, realizing that where she was couldn't be heaven or any kind of happy afterlife, because never would happiness run hand in hand with such a feeling of desolation and loneliness, and that's what Alexandra was…alone.

She must have been crying for about five minutes when she heard incoming footsteps at a running pace, but she didn't even bother to look up when she heard them. It wasn't her best moment, but it was her moment and she was going to spend it feeling sorry for herself.

"Are you alright Miss?"

Alexandra's eyes popped out from her palms, and looked directly into the brown eyes of the man in front of her, no not man. He was definitely male, but he was short, much shorter than a regular man. Her eyes travelled down from his curly hair to his manner of dress to his large hairy feet that had to be four times the normal size. Well that was unusual.

"What are you?" the question escaped her mouth before her brain caught up with it, and by the sudden offended look on the man's face she knew he took high offense to the question.

"I Miss, am a hobbit! And since you seem to have no need for manners, you will have no need of my help! Good day!" and with that, the…hobbit took off down the dirt road. Alexandra was so taken aback and ashamed of her attitude that it took her a moment to compose herself. She stood and focused on a spot right behind the running hobbit, and felt the familiarizing whoosh. A couple steps now and she was next to him again, which caught him completely off guard though he kept running.

"Can you see me?!" she didn't care what this guy was, if he could see her he was her new best friend.

"Of course I can see you! What sort of question is that?" Well she certainly wasn't making this situation better. She stuck out a hand while they continued running.

"I apologize for my manners, you just caught me off guard. Can we start again? My name is Alexandra, but you can call me Alexa if it is easier to say."

"Alexandra, that is a strange name." Alexa waited for him to take her hand but when he didn't she withdrew hers. He looked at her out of the corner of his eye before smirking slightly. "I suppose no harm can come from it. I am Bilbo Baggins."

"Nice to meet you Bilbo." And you want to talk about silly names, Alexa thought to herself.

"Tell me, are you another member of the dwarf group that came to visit me?"

"You mean the ones with…" Alexa paused to remember the names she had caught. "Bofur, with the funny hat? And the old man…..Gand- something?"

"Gandalf, and yes that one. How far ahead were they of me? I had hoped they weren't too early with their departure!"

"They can't be much further, they passed by mere minutes before you, though they were less than hospitable."

"How so? Though they invaded my home they seemed a friendly bunch."

"Well…" Alexa started but they caught sight of the ponies tails around a bend, and Bilbo began shouting after them.

"Wait! Wait for me! Stop!" His steps were becoming more ragged but the dwarves had heard him as the group stopped and turned. He ran up to the oldest looking of the dwarves.

"I signed it! I signed the agreement!" He handed a piece of paper…no, Alexa thought, it wasn't just paper. It was much richer. Not the printer or notebook stuff that everyone used now-a-days.

The oldest dwarf took the agreement and looked over it carefully, Alexa heard him mumbling to himself. She took time to pause, realizing that though she should be wheezing for oxygen right now, she felt no sign of fatigue from the past few minutes of running. 'One of the perks of death,' she thought bitterly to herself. She hadn't failed to notice that none of the dwarves still didn't acknowledge her presence, even as she had made a entrance with Bilbo.

It was at this time, as Bilbo's agreement was being checked for validity, that Alexa's eyes came to rest on one dwarf in particular. He was near the back, talking and laughing rather closely with another dwarf, both of them very young looking compared to the others. While almost all the other dwarves had very lush beards, done with artistic styling's, this dwarf had just enough to pass as stubble, which struck Alexa as strange considering he seemed to be about the same age as the dwarf he was talking with. What really caught her attention though were his eyes, which as he laughed, lit up and became the highlight of his facial features. For a second, Alexa thought about walking between them to see what they were talking about that made his face so easy to look at.

"Well it all seems to be in order!" The eldest dwarf spoke pulling Alexa back to the scene behind her. "Welcome to the company of Thorin Oakenshield, Mr. Baggins."

"Well, thank you very much. I must ask though, for being so kind to me, for the most part, why did the company not stop to aid the young woman, who was clearly in distress at the side of the road?" Bilbo looked from one dwarf to the next, all of whom wore the same confused looks.

"There was no woman beside the road, Mr. Baggins." The head dwarf, who based on the speech must have been Thorin Oak-something or other.

"Of course there was, she is standing right there now." And Bilbo pointed directly at Alexa, looking around for confirmation that she was indeed standing there. Again, Alexa watched to old man, Gandalf, flicker his eyes at her and have them come to rest on her form just long enough for her to suspect he did indeed see her. The dwarves were another story.

"It seems, Gandalf, that you have brought us a burglar who is not quite right in the head." Thorin spoke again and the group chuckled loudly. Alexa felt the anger flare up again, and as if on cue, the wind became a strong gust for a second. She came to the conclusion that that was a pretty cool side effect.

"I am right in the head, I am telling you she is standing right there! In the middle of the group!" Bilbo was now extremely agitated, Alexa could see that clearly, and she felt guilty that the fact he could see her was making him a mockery in the company.

"The Took side of Bilbo Baggins I believe is showing with his jokes, but for now I suppose he should keep them to himself." Gandalf's eyebrows raised at Bilbo and then his eyes met Alexa directly, and with no words passing she got the message.

I can see you, so can he, but everyone else can't. Do not cause Bilbo any unnecessary trouble. He finished it off with a wink, And try to keep the wind from blowing us away.

Bilbo was at a loss for words, so when Thorin called for a horse, he went along with arguing that conversation point. But as he was lifted, by the younger dwarf and his friend Alexa noticed, he turned his head and his eyes met hers. She shrugged and began walking alongside the group for fear that she would not find someone else who could see her again. As Bilbo was placed on his small pony she ran up beside him and spoke before he could create a problem again.

"Sorry, I guess they can't see the dead."

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Well what do you think? Like it, hate it? Either way let me know. I'm going to go back and work on my next chapter for my Two Towers story, but if I get enough feedback on this I'll be back to continue. By the way, sorry for the shortness, other chapters will be longer, promise.