The Rebel (Thorin x OC)

Bard the Bowman

 Author's Note:Hello lovely Hobbit Fans! I would love to thank everyone who followed, voted, and commented on my past chapter! It made me really happy!

Disclaimer: I do not own The Hobbit! All rights belong to J.R.R. Tolkien and Peter Jackson, anything you recognize from the movie or the book belongs to those two wonderful men. I only own Bellethiel, her family, and her merry band of elves haha! Any grammar mistakes you see I must have overlooked it and I am sorry~ I do hope that you can still enjoy this chapter even though there are some grammar errors! Enjoy reading!

(With the Company)

The company had slowly begun to float down into calmer waters, the current having stopped carrying them away as they now had to peddle their way further down the river.

"Anything behind us!" Thorin called out.

"Nothing I can see!" Balin replied.

"What about the Belle and her kin!" Bilbo called out, looking around for the said elves.

"Nothing!" Gloin grumbled out.

Bofur had bobbed up from his barrel, spitting the water out of his mouth while he looked around.

"I think we've out run the orcs!" Bofur called out happily.

"Not for long; we've lost the current." Thorin called out as the company began making their way to a more shallow area.

"Bombur is half drown!" Dwalin called out.

"Make for the shore! Come on, let's go!" Thorin commanded.

The company began rowing their barrels toward the rocky shore, and once their barrels touched shallow waters they began slowly crawling their way out.

The dwarves were drenched from head to toe as some began helping their kin out of the barrels. They were exhausted, they needed rest as most sat upon the rocks catching their breathe. Some of the younger ones began emptying out their shoes, wringing their clothes while Bilbo let out a loud sneeze.

"Everyone on your feet!" Thorin called out.

"We're exhausted Thorin, and we should wait for Belle to reach us." Fili called out.

"There's an orc pack on our tail, we need to keep moving." Thorin called looking back to where they had come from and then glanced forward.

"Where?" Balin questioned, limping a bit and breathing heavily.

"To the mountain, we're so close..." Bilbo breathed out as well.

"A lake lies between us and that mountain." Balin stated. "We have no way across."

"So then we go around." Bilbo stated.

"Orcs will run us down as sure as daylight." Dwalin mumbled looking to Thorin. "With no weapons to defend ourselves..."

"I'm sure Belle and her kin are taking care of the orcs that are headed our way, buying us some time..." Kili mumbled. "She was shot, she's injured...we can't leave her behind."

Thorin looked to the ground, hesitant, before he looked back up toward the river.

"We'll wait two minutes..." He stated with worry, looking expectantly back the way they had come.

Ori was the only one that sat far from the group, sitting besides Oin as he emptied out his boot. A waterfall of water came pouring out and back into the river, and in the process not noticing that someone was stepping up toward the company with their arrow strung back, aimed at the unsuspecting young dwarf.