Spirit Bound

Problems

Disclaimer: I do not own the Hobbit of any of it's characters. Everything belongs to J.R.R. Tolkien and Peter Jackson. However I do own Ashlynn and her story.

Chapter 19+++++++++++

Recap: The townspeople begin cheering, clapping, and yelling in joy. Some have tears running down their faces, while others are hugging one another.

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The Master calls out to the servants "Bring forth the wine, we're having a feast!"

Once tables have been set up and all kinds of food and drinks have been laid out on top, the feast begins. People are laughing, dancing, eating and drinking in celebration. Jo and I sit at a table with some of the dwarves. I full my plate with some food and grab a full bottle of scotch. I try to twist the top off but I can't and end up smacking myself in the face instead. To my right I hear laughter. I look over to see my cousin laughing hysterically at me. I pout and mutter "Shut up, Jo. It won't come off."

'Fuck this. I'm just going to cut it off'

I pull a knife out of my boot and when I'm just about to stab it Jo takes the bottle out of my hand and twist the cap in the opposite direction that I was. The cap pops off and I stare dumbfounded at my cousin. Jo shrugs "In my opinion, you need to stop drinking."

"Says the girl who only drinks wine and vodka." I scowl playfully at my cousin.

Jo mock-glares back "Touche. This Elvish wine is actually better here than what we'd get back at home."

I smirk "Yeah well too bad. You just have to deal with my drunk ass." I take a sip of scotch. The amber liquid burns my throat on the way down. I smile at the burning flavor. A thought crosses my mind. I frown lost in thought. "Jo?"

"Yeah?" she replies. She takes a sip of her fancy wine.

"What do we do when the Company splits up? Who goes with who?" I ask.

Jo looks thoughtful. "Um, you mean who stays here and who goes into the mountain?"

"Yeah. I mean, should I stay here and try to save some of the townspeople. Or should I go into the mountain and try to save the Company from the dragon? Or do you want to stay?" I reply, quietly.

"Huh? Um...personally I think you should stay here. You and Kili can make out when the dragon's dead." Jo teases me.

I blush and punch her shoulder lightly. "Shut up. I don't know if he even likes me like that. And what about you and Fili, huh?"

Now it's her turn to blush and hit me back. "I'm not sure if Fili already has a dwarf wife."

"I'm pretty sure he doesn't. He doesn't have a ring on his finger. And he doesn't talk about any other girl except you." I snort into my drink and roll my eyes. I set the bottle down.

Jo looks hopeful. "Really?"

"Yeah." I assure her. We sit in silence for a few minutes just drinking our alcohol. "No, but seriously. What are we going to do?"

Jo has a puppy-love look on her face then she frowns and says "You stay here with Kili. Keep an eye on him. I'll go with the rest of the Company to the mountain."

I tilt my head and frown. "Are you sure? I can come with you if you want." I offer.

"Nah, I'm good." Jo replies.

"Okay. So what do we do when we each face the dragon?" I ask worriedly.

"Okay, so since I'll be in the mountain with the rest of the Company, I'll just follow Thorin's plan but I'll try to kill the dragon too, if I can. If Smaug doesn't die in the mountain, you'll try to help Bard kill him. Okay?"