Journey to Middle Earth // Thorin Oakenshield

Chapter 11

Sara grinned from ear to ear, quite positive that she looked like the cat from Alice in Wonderland. She watched as Bilbo stared at the air in front of him, the realization dawning on him that he had just sent the dwarves out in the barrels but he himself as well as Sara were presently still in the wine cellar.

The girl couldn't help but giggle when she saw him running back and forth, testing the floor to see if it would budge with a little push or jump. She didn't stop until she heard the voices of the elves coming down the stairs. Finally deciding that Bilbo was taking long enough, she rushed over and grabbing him around the shoulders, pushed all her weight into the floor and it tipped, opening up to throw them into the river.

Sara knew she would get an earful from Thorin the moment she emerged from beneath the water for making him worry and then jumping into the river without a barrel. Luckily, the water was crystal clear (Typical) and Sara could see Bilbo emerge from the water, gripping onto a barrel.

Sara remembered how in the movie, Thorin had been at the front of the... troop of barreled dwarves so in order to avoid an immediate lecture, Sara grabbed onto the barrel nearest the back and emerged.

She spat the water out of her mouth and took a deep breath of air. A pair of hands grabbed her forearms and pulled her almost entirely out of the water and Sara saw that it was Balin.

"You alright Lassie?" the old dwarf asked.
Sara nodded, wiping the extra water from her eyes.

She was about to look around for any sign of Thorin when she was yanked from Balin's hands by a single hand that grabbed her by the belt and hoisted her completely into another barrel.

Sara didn't have to look up to know who it was but she did anyway and found a pair of icy blue orbs staring down at her sternly.

She smiled sheepishly, "Did I forget to mention that I am an excellent swimmer?'

"You are lucky that neither of us are in the position to even argue or I would have taken you over my knee and tanned your hide!"

Sara had read plenty of fanfictions about Thorin back home and some dirty ones had shocked her at how they had thought of Thorin spanking the reader would be enjoyable. Sara personally only remembered being spanked as a child when she had tried to run across the street during rush hour to catch a cat and her dad had taken her over his knee to express how foolish she had been. Needless to say, she did not find it enjoyable and Sara found herself shivering in fear at the cold icy look in Thorin's eyes.

"We need to get moving," Sara muttered.

Thorin released her elbows from their iron grip but kept one of his hands firmly wrapped around her wrist.

"Let's go!" he yelled to the others.

Sara was almost relieved when Thorin let go of her wrist to paddle but also felt a feeling of dread in the pit of her stomach. She knew what was coming and what could happen that did not coincide with the original story plot because of her presence. In the book and movie, there wasn't a girl in Thorin's barrel to slow him down or distract him. Not only that, having another person in his barrel meant that there would be double fire aimed at them and Thorin would try to deflect it all not just to protect himself but to protect an extra person... possibly getting hurt in the process.

Sara's head began to buzz with ideas as the water swarmed into the barrel, but she kept a firm grip on the side in order to remain in the barrel. When water flooded into her eyes, she began to think. She could pretend to get knocked out... no that would make the others worried and distracted... she could climb onto the shore to fight... then again, do not overestimate your fighting abilities Sara!