A year had passed since the battle for Erebor had commenced. But for a gentle hobbit like Bilbo the adventures had not stopped there. Although his life had gone back to how it was before Gandalf came knocking on his door, it was anything but ordinary. The adventure had ignited something in him; A fire that burned for more excitement. And excitement he got. He had grown close with the dwarf king on their travels. After saving his life from Azog, the dwarf had seen in Bilbo something he hadn't seen in another. And for him that was what he desired. Bilbo was anything but an ordinary hobbit.

Light filtered through the gap in the curtains, leaving a trial of warmth across Bilbo's face. The morning was a good one from what he could tell. He rolled onto his back and kicked off the sheets, laying there for a moment before sitting up. Bilbo held his head as a throbbing pain shot through it. He clenched the sheet in his fist and waited for the pain to subside. He dangled his feet over the side of his bed, feeling for his slippers. Warmth encompassed his feet as he slid them in. Picking up the dressing gown on the end of his bed, he wrapped it around him tightly and made for the kitchen. Eating was something hobbits liked to do best, and the travels had not changed that for Bilbo. He entered the pantry and picked up a plate of scones that he had made the previous day. He only wanted a light breakfast as he would he having a rather large lunch later at the mountain. Grabbing the butter, he gently scrapped his knife along the top and spread it on his scone. He did this until the plate was empty and his belly was full. He washed up in the bathroom and put on his best trousers and coat before leaving his smial and heading up to the mountain. Closing the door behind him he heard his neighbour pottering around in his garden.

"Mornin' Bilbo"

Bilbo turned around to face the hobbit, a wide grin set on his face.

"Good Morning Hamfast. How're you today?"

"Im well. Are you heading up to the mountain again today?"

Bilbo nodded "That I am"

"Well, have a good day then" And with that, Hamfast gathered his tools and headed inside.

Hamfast had been Bilbo's neighbour for as long as he could remember. He was always the kind type to wish Bilbo a good morning and help him whenever help was due. He was a lifelong friend was Hamfast and Bilbo was very grateful for his company of the years. Coming to his senses, the hobbit trudged off along Bagshot Row and up to the path to Erebor. It was a long walk up the mountain but Bilbo didn't mind. Leaving this early in the morning did mean that he missed second breakfast, but the dwarves usually produced such great feasts, he was sure that it would make up for it.

Thorin was awaiting Bilbo's arrival at the entrance to Erebor. Bilbo would usually just walk in and find his own way. He had been there many times before so it was unusual that Thorin was there to meet him. A concerned look spread across Bilbo's face as Thorin marched over to him.

"Is everything alright Thorin?"

He grabbed Bilbo by the shoulders and pulled him in, wrapping his arms firmly around the hobbit's back. Bilbo slid his arms around the dwarf's waist and rested his head on Thorin's chest. The usual scent of Thorin filled his nostrils and held him in a trance.

"Of course. I just couldn't bare to wait a moment longer to see you"

Thorin lead Bilbo into the dining hall and pulled him up a seat at the right of himself. He poured a cup of ale for himself and Bilbo and placed one in front of the hobbit. Thorin laid a hand on top of his and shook it gently.

"Are you alright? You seem distant"

Bilbo nodded. But in fact he wasn't feeling alright. His head pounded terribly. It had gradually gotten worse since he woke up. He figured it would just pass but the pain was increasing. The food came out on big trays and was placed all around the table. Bilbo's vision began to blur and his face rapidly heated up. He breathed deeply in and out, trying to calm himself. The other dwarves around the table started filling their plates with food. Bilbo stood up to grab the plate in front of him. As he did everything went black and whatever happened after that was a blur.