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Thorin's voice was so strong in my head that I blacked out. I woke up on the floor in front of a fireplace. When I tried to move, I found myself wrapped in a blanket.

...Thorin?

Sorry. I'd never tried to use the connection that strongly before. Next time I'll just say it and translate later.

I sat up to see all of the Dwarves watching me.

"All right, Avalon?" Kili asked.

"Yeah. Fine."

"What happened? We all quieted down, and the next thing we knew, you had passed out."

"Nothing. I was just a bit lightheaded."

"Well, Mr. Boggins just went to bed. It seems like he won't come after all."

"Bog- Oh! Baggins. How long ago?"

"About three seconds ago."

"Thorin! I've got to go find him!"

"Um, I don't think that's such a good idea..."

I ignored him as I ran through the hole, quickly finding Thorin and Balin near the kitchen. I heard voices, and stopped to listen.

"... You don't have to do this. You've done honorably by our people. you have made a new life for us in the blue mountains, a life full of peace and plenty. A life worth more than all the gold of Erebor."

"From my grandfather, to my father, this has come to me. It isn't a choice. Not for me."

"Then we will be with you, Laddie."

"As am... Oops!" Thorin turned to me as I slapped a hand over my mouth.

"You!" Thorin shouted as I bit my lip. "You were eeavesdropping on us!"

I hung my head in shame. "Do what you will. Kili warned me not to find you, and I didn't listen."

Avalon's eyes were covered by her hair, and she didn't see the smile that Balin gave her. I spoke low so that she couldn't hear me.

"Balin, what should we do?"

"What? You're asking me? You're our leader! You figure it out!"

"A good leader is always open to suggestions."

"Right, that's just like you!" Balin retorted sarcastically. "Anyway, why don't we just leave her behind? I don't trust her, and she just gave us a reason for it."

I nodded, then turned to Avalon. "If Bilbo doesn't come, you stay behind."

I'll give him until tomorrow at noon.

Avalon nodded in understanding as I led her and Balin into the front room.

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 toarches blazed with light.

"That's it. I'm coming with you," I exclaimed. Thorin looked at me, scowling.

"You agreed that you wouldn't if Bilbo didn't."

"I don't care! I once read a book, and the characters only spoke in a language that you can't lie in. One character wrote a poem, and was able to say it in that language because it was true to him, and him alone. This song may not matter to anyone who wasn't living in Erebor, but it matters to those who were! It matters to you! I could hear it, plain as day. And if something matters to you that much, I'm coming with you, whether you want it or not."

"...Alright," Thorin decided. "If you're coming, you'd... better sign the contract."

I thought I could see a slight smile as he said this.