The Hobbit, the Dragon and the Lonely Mountain.

Chapter 4: We need a Burglar.

Disclaimer: I don't own The Hobbit characters or plot of the story!

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Everyone gathered round the front door as Gandalf began to open it, Belle and Frodo tried to see who was at the door, but the dwarves were blocking their view, but soon after they heard his voice.

"Gandalf." The stranger greeted Gandalf in a gruff voice. "I thought you said this place will be easy to find." He came into the hallway and greeted his fellow company as they bowed slightly to him.

"He must be very important person." Belle thought as she observed the dwarves in front of her as they bowed.

"I lost my way... twice." He told Gandalf as he takes off his travel cloak. "I wouldn't have found it at all had it not been that mark on the door."

What he said caught Belle's attention.

"Mark? There's no mark on that door." She claimed as she pushed past the dwarves to get to her door with Frodo at her heels and tried to look at the door for the so-called mark.

"We painted it a week ago." But Gandalf closed the door before Belle could take a proper look.

"There is a mark." Gandalf admitted as he turned from the door to face her. "I put it there myself this morning." Belle looked upon Gandalf with aggravation as she crossed her arms, finally realizing what caused the scratching noise on the door this morning. Frodo went next to Belle to get a closer look at the new dwarf.

"Belle Baggins," Gandalf announced. "Allow me to introduce the leader of the company: Thorin Oakenshield." Belle turned to the latest guest to see him clearly.

This new dwarf was different from the others; he was more of a majestic sort of dwarf. Quite tall and dressed in deep blue tunic with a belt with buckle that look like a diamond symbol and a travel coat trimmed with dark grey fur and on each hand bore silver rings. Long slightly wavy dark brunette hair that reach his shoulder blades with a few strands of silvery grey hair and a few braids, close cropped beard and pale blue eyes of a wolf.

"How do you do, Mr. Oakenshield." Belle politely greeted him as she curtsies.

"So..." Thorin said in a deep and baritone voice as he looked upon Belle. "This is the Hobbit."

The sound of his voice sent shivers down Belle's spine; she couldn't help but feel a little intimidated by him.

"Gandalf, why didn't you tell me that our burglar would be a woman?" Thorin demanded before spotting the small Black-haired hobbit boy with bright blue eyes next to the lass. "And not to mention she has a son."

"Frodo Baggins is her nephew, Thorin." Gandalf clarified to Thorin. "The reason why I didn't tell you that Hobbit is a woman, is because you would have refused to hire her. Also I didn't know Frodo was living with her until this morning." Gandalf explain as he looked down at Frodo who was in awe of this warrior-like dwarf. Thorin looked displeased.

"Tell me Miss Baggins?" Thorin questioned as he started to circle around her as he inspects her, inspecting her. She felt as though she was the rabbit being hunted by a wolf. "Have you done much fighting?"

"Pardon me?" Belle asked not sure if she heard correctly.

"Axe or sword?" He continued, coming round to face her. "What's your weapon of choice?"

"Weapons?" Belle thought with disbelief. "Who does he think I am; a warrior?"

"Well I do have some skills with my frying pan, if you must know." Belle answered suspiciously, causing some of the dwarves snigger. "But I fail to see why that's relevant."