The Rebel (Thorin x OC)

A Safe Place To Rest

Author's Note:Hello Hobbits, dwarves, elfs and those from the race of men! We are now going into the Desolation of Smaug! I figured that from this point on it will be a mixture of book and movie verse! Which you will see the further along and hopefully you agree with what I'm saying. I do hope you forgive my grammar mistakes in this chapter and I hope that you enjoy! Thank you to those that follow, read, and comment! <3

Disclaimer: I do not own The Hobbit! All rights belong to J.R.R. Tolkien and Peter Jackson. Anything that you notice from the book and movie belongs to those two awesome people who bought Middle Earth to life. I hope you enjoy chapter! Happy Reading!

Jumping down was probably the worse thing I could do, I took a risk by either landing on the stairway down...or fall all the way to the bottom and die. I knew possibly Thorin would be upset once more for my recklessness but I knew that if we did not find the stairs soon, Azog and his pack of wargs would catch our scent and run us down.

"It is easier the first several steps, but from what I can see the lower we go would be where the company will need some assistance." I called up.

"Very good my dear." Gandalf called, carefully lowering himself down to the step I was on. "Come, let us descend."

I jumped down further toward the middle of the steps, situated on the steps that the company would need help climbing down. I looked up and watched as the dwarves made their way toward me, assisting each other while I took out wraps from the small pouch at my side along with my water skin.

'It may not be much...but hopefully it can prevent some infection.' I thought, quickly pouring the water on my arm ridding any access blood before doing a quick patch up work. I poured some water on a cloth and patted the cut above my eye and wrapped my head to prevent it from bleeding into my eye. 'The best I could do I suppose...'

When the company had reached the steps I was situated on, I was ready to assist the dwarves down the steeper steps. As odd as it must have looked, one who was as tall as I could easily lower the dwarves down without them jumping and injuring themselves. This created a chain of dwarves assisting the others down as I made my way to the bottom, waiting patiently for the last of the dwarves to reach the last step. The lower we went the steeper the steps became to a point where if someone was to fall it could cause some terrible injuries.

"Ori look out!" I heard Dori yell.

I looked up in time to see the youngest brother Ri lose his balance on the last step just above me. I quickly stood beneath the falling dwarf and his body roughly collided with my own causing both of us to fall to the ground in a jumbled heap.

I grunted in pain at the discomfort it caused with my ribs and the sudden weight of the dwarf laying on me.

"Belle! I am so very sorry!" Ori called out, quickly getting off me and helping me sit up.

"I always seem to get hurt when it comes to you dwarves..." I chuckled jokingly causing the young dwarf to apologize over and over. "Ori...I was joking." I grunted, carefully getting back to my feet.

"Are you okay my dear?" I heard Gandalf question as he got down on the last step.

"Perfectly fine Gandalf..." I smiled, patting Ori on the head. "Ori just took a small tumble."

"Ori!"

The youngest brother was tackled by his eldest sibling, who started to fret and scold the young scholar, inspecting him from head to toe and worrying like a mother hen before Nori told Dori to relax.