The Rebel (Thorin x OC)

Nothing Has Changed

Author's Note: Happy April Fools Hobbit Fans! This is not a joke though, this is an update! And a quick one as well! The reason that I'm updating so quickly was because I'm excited because it is Battle of the Five Armies, and I can't seem to hold in my excitement when I write. And because I was on Spring Break and I had free time to keep writing. I hope you haven't given up on my story. Thank you everyone who has commented, followed and voted for my story. And most importantly thank you any new and old readers for taking your time and giving my story a chance!

Disclaimer: I do not own The Hobbit! All rights belong to J.R.R. Tolkien and Peter Jackson. Anything you notice from the book or the movie belongs to those two wonderful men who bought Middle-Earth to life.

I hope that this chapter wasn't such a let down, though I will admit I got pretty emotional when I wrote it because I had to watch the movie to be able to write. And every time those scenes always gets to me. Forgive any grammar mistakes that I missed, I hope it wasn't a let down, and I hope it is easy to read. Enjoy!

'To think that I would have two of royal blood banish me from a kingdom in my lifetime...' I thought as I made my way toward Thranduil, Bard, and Gandalf with my kin following close behind. Along with Bilbo situated between us.

"A pity that your dwarf king did not want you." Thranduil spoke up once we got close enough. "One banishment and then another, one betrayal after the next, you should stop making it a habit dear."

"Years have passed and yet you still hold it against me that I had betrayed you." I said glaring up at Thranduil. "Do you not think that it is time to leave that behind us?"

Thranduil and myself stared at each other for the longest of time, before he pulled the reigns of his elk and urged it forward back towards Dale.

I followed the Lord and I noticed that the small army he had bought with him bowed in my direction.

"Belle..."

I looked behind me toward Bilbo who avoided making eye contact with me. The little hobbit looked defeated and upset.

"I'm sorry...I thought that it would help, but...because of my decision Thorin had sent you away and ordered for you to never return." Bilbo said, mumbling quietly to himself. "I destroyed..."

"No, Bilbo." I said sighing sadly. "You did no such thing. There is no need to blame yourself, look at me Bilbo."

Bilbo looked up to me sadly and I reached out and patted his head.

"I could have kept my mouth shut and let you take all the blame. It was my decision to speak up and the relationship I destroyed was my own fault." I said reassuringly. "It is no ones fault, but my own."

"Bellethiel..." Gandalf spoke up, coming to stand with us. "There's someone back in Dale who is eager to see you."

"Someone in Dale?" I questioned.

"They arrived before the sun rose and made camp." Bard informed, smiling down at me sadly. "They said you had summoned them."

"I summoned no one." I stated turning my back to the mountain.

The clicking of hooves hitting the ground followed close behind as Gandalf came to walk beside me.

"I think that you will enjoy this unexpected company." Gandalf smiled. "You may not have summoned them, but they said that they were needed."

The walk back was uneventful and full of silence. My nephews did not joke, my niece did not speak and neither did Bilbo. Bard or Gandalf did not inform me of who was waiting for me back in Dale and I did not bother to ask.