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(Third P.O.V)

"What are you saying?" Bilbo exclaimed, taking a step back. "Selling my things? But I'm not dead!"

It has been more than a week now, almost reaching the two week mark since the battle, since the feast and Tirananniel had taken Bilbo aside to speak about an important matter. Tirananniel had seen something that had to do with people selling his things back in the Shire.

"It's what I saw Bilbo, and I thought you should know about it." Tirananniel stated, looking down sadly at the hobbit. "You've been missing for more then a year and they're going to auction off your things."

"I...I've got to go home. I've got to stop them before they sell all my things! The nerve! I'm not dead!" Bilbo stuttered quite flustered, pacing where he stood before something crossed his mind. He stopped pacing and his shoulders slumped and he gave a sad sigh. "I...I can't leave. Not yet. Belle...she hasn't opened her eyes. I can't leave without knowing she'll get better...I'd always worry and-and..."

Tirananniel looked down sadly at the hobbit whose shoulders began to shake as he kept his eyes to the ground.

"You are conflicted." Tirananniel said as she kept her hands laced in front of her, not quite sure how to comfort the little hobbit.

"No, I'm not conflicted." Bilbo spoke out too quickly, swiftly looking back up to Tirananniel. "Sell my things for all I care!"

"It's okay to say that you are." Tirananniel said, smiling down sadly to Bilbo. "It's stuff that belonged to your family."

Bilbo shuffled a bit before looking down in shame.

"I don't know what to do..." Bilbo mumbled. "maybe I could ask Thorin, or Gandalf even, if they could send someone to settle the matter without me having to leave just yet..."

"Bilbo...you should go back to Bag End." Tirananniel said bringing Bilbo's attention back to the elf. "As much as I don't want to say this...the journey is over and a burglar is no longer needed..."

"I-I know that my job is done now...but..." Bilbo mumbled, looking completely torn as to what to do. "can you see if Belle will wake up?"

"As much as I want to say that she will...I cannot see if they will be alright or not..." Tirananniel mumbled causing Bilbo to sigh. "Their future is very unclear..."

Tirananniel was hesitant for a while before she reached down and placed a hand on Bilbo's shoulder.

"I'm sorry Bilbo...I don't know what I can say to help." Tirananniel mumbled. "But I know...that if you were to decide to go back to Bag End, Bellethiel will not hold it against you if you were to leave while she was still recovering."

"Tirananniel is right Bilbo." A voice called out.

Bilbo turned around and saw Thenidiel smiling sadly down at him.

"Nana wouldn't be upset if you were to go back to Bag End while she recovered." Thenidiel said. "We will send you messages every chance we get to keep you updated if anything good or bad happens."

Thenidiel reached out, her hand hesitating for a bit before she placed her hand on Bilbo's head, patting his head in a way she had seen her Nana do on many occasions.

"You helped reclaim a home. Would be very upsetting if we find out you then lost your home, wouldn't you agree?" Thenidiel said with a smile.

"Yeah I...I suppose so..." Bilbo mumbled.

"I'm sorry to cut this conversation short, but I have some things to attend to." Tirananniel apologized. "If I do not see you before you depart, then I want to say that I wish you a safe journey back home Bilbo."

Tirananniel left, leaving the elf and the hobbit alone in the middle of the hallway.

"I don't want to go..." Bilbo mumbled once Tirananniel was out of sight.

"But you have to..." Thenidiel said looking down to Bilbo, smiling just a bit. "Nana will understand."

"Promise to write to me, to let me know if anything changes?" Bilbo questioned, looking up to Thenidiel.

"I swear to it." Thenidiel said with a smile. "You have my word Bilbo."

Bilbo smiled up sadly to Thenidiel before shuffling a bit from side to side. "I suppose I should go looking for Gandalf and get to packing..." Bilbo said as he looked behind him. "I'll see you around Thenidiel?"

Thenidiel nodded and smiled causing Bilbo to smile back, and with that in mind, Bilbo and Thenidiel went their separate ways. Thenidiel went to check on her family while Bilbo went in search of Gandalf and began to think when he should depart and if he should tell the others or not.

~The Next Morning~

The moment the sun began to barely peak over the mountain was the exact moment Bilbo decided to depart and leave the mountain. He did not wish to say goodbye to the rest of the company...he didn't think he would be able to handle such a sad farewell. And deep inside...he felt a little ashamed to be leaving when Belle still hasn't fully recovered from her wound. He was leaving without knowing if his friend was going to be okay or not and he felt the absolute worse because he was leaving all because of material things...even if it was his home all his life and been in his family for years he still felt guilty.

When Bilbo had told Gandalf the day before that he wanted to leave early the next day, Gandalf nodded his head in understanding and went to take care of their transportation and provisions. Bilbo didn't have much to pack...all he had was just the acorn in his pocket, the clothes on his back, and the sheathe that held his sword attached to his belt. He didn't have the heart to claim any of the treasure in the mountain, the guilt of claiming anything in the mountain and leaving while his friend was still hurt would eat him up for a lifetime.

Bilbo was exiting the kingdom with Gandalf by his side as they quietly left the mountain and across the makeshift bridge was a horse and a pony tied off waiting to take them back to the Shire.

"Songs will be sung. Tales will be told." Gandalf said with a smile as they stopped to admire the scene one last time. "As I have said...you'll have a tale or two of your own once you get back."

"Yeah..." Bilbo mumbled, looking to the ground sadly. "I feel absolutely horrible for leaving..."

"It is...difficult..." Gandalf mumbled looking down at Bilbo. "but...I think all will be right in the end."

"I'm going to miss everyone..." Bilbo said with a sad smile. "but it was a great adventure."

"Hm..." Gandalf said as he took a glance behind him.

"Well then...shall we go and slip quietly away...?" Bilbo mumbled about to take a step and walk across the makeshift bridge.

"Hold on just a second Bilbo." Gandalf said with a smile. "I think there is someone here who has something to say to you."

Bilbo stopped and turned to look up at Gandalf in confusion, wondering what exactly he meant, but Gandalf was not looking back at him. No, Gandalf was looking back behind them. Bilbo followed Gandalf's gaze and was in utter shock at what he saw.

Standing in a line at the entrance to the mountain was the company all smiling back at Bilbo, some with tears in their eyes, and at the very front was Fili, Kili, and Thorin with Thenidiel standing at the side by Dori. In Thorin's hand was what looked to be a large backpack of supplies many other things attached to the bag.

"You know if I recall correctly...it's rude to leave without saying goodbye." Fili said with a smile.

"And I don't think you want to be rude, right Bilbo?" Kili said with a smile.

Bilbo hesitantly took a step toward Thorin and once he was in arms reach, Thorin held up the bag to Bilbo.

"A share of the mountain, some gifts from the company, and extra supplies." Thorin said as he handed the bag to Bilbo. "Thought maybe you would need it on the long journey back."

"How...how did...?" Bilbo began to stutter, looking to the bag and back to Thorin and the company in confusion.

"Tirananniel." Thenidiel simply stated causing Bilbo to let out a sigh.

"Thorin...I-I can't take this..." Bilbo mumbled as he attempted to hand the bag back to Thorin.

"No, Bilbo...take it." Thorin said, shaking his head as he smiled down to Bilbo. "Don't feel bad about it either. We understand, and so does Bellethiel and her family. You are welcomed to come back any time you wish."

Bilbo smiled at Thorin before shouldering the bag onto his back.

"Oh!" Bilbo said, coming to realize something as he dug into his other pocket and bought out what looked to be a handkerchief. He quickly went up to Thenidiel and held the handkerchief up to the female elf that looked at it curiously.

"A handkerchief?" Thenidiel questioned, not sure what to do with it or why Bilbo was giving it to her.

"Belle gave this to me at the very start of this adventure...she said I didn't need to give it back to her but...I figured I should." Bilbo mumbled, smiling at Thenidiel.

When Bilbo explained the significance of the handkerchief she simply shook her head and pushed Bilbo's hand back.

"If my Nana intended to let you keep it then you should keep it." Thenidiel said. "I suppose this is goodbye and until we meet again."

Thenidiel looked to have slight tears in her eyes as she bent down to place a kiss on Bilbo's forehead.

"Be safe on your journey back to the Shire." Thenidiel said, wishing Bilbo good luck.

Bilbo nodded as he took a step back and looked back at the company. He thought for a second, shuffling to both sides before he addressed the company.

"Uh, if any of you are ever passing Bag End, uh..." Bilbo stopped himself, stopping himself for just a bit as he nodded. "...tea is at 4:00. There's plenty of it. You are welcome anytime."

Everyone standing at the entry way of the mountain bowed at the waist toward Bilbo, including Thenidiel. Bilbo turned to walk back to Gandalf before he suddenly stopped and turned back around to the company.

"Uh..." Bilbo said, his voice finally cracking just a bit as he smiled. "don't bother knocking."

The company all shared a laugh, and they watched as Bilbo turned to leave with Gandalf. Watching as their burglar left on his journey back home, they didn't move from their spot until they could no longer see their friend.

(Bellethiel's P.O.V)

Darkness...that is all I can ever see. Every time I walked I was never going anywhere and there was not a spec of light...I don't even know how long I stayed in this darkness. Was I afraid though? No, I felt no fear...nothing...all I did was wonder around this black void. If I was going anywhere I did not know...or I could just be walking in place. This must be what death feels like, aimlessly wondering around in darkness with no place to go...no purpose.

I wonder how Thorin's doing...what about my family...the company.

"Thorin..." I whispered, looking down to my feet, feeling a sudden ache in my chest. "I am so sorry Thorin..."

Though, I feel like I've been wondering in darkness for a very long time because I can slowly feel my body failing me. I'm getting more tired and at some moments I find myself losing myself and who I was. But why am I wandering in darkness...I always assumed once someone dies the experience is like when you fall asleep...your mind shuts down and then...there's nothing.

Where am I? What was I thinking about again? Who was I thinking about? I forgot...

"Bellethiel."

Bellethiel...that's my name, right?

"Bellethiel."

Two voices, that sounds like two voices that called my name.

In front of me I saw a flash of light. The small dot started to get bigger, larger, and it was chasing the darkness away and instead of being shrouded in darkness I was now engulfed in light. The light seemed to have chased away the ache in my chest, and I felt at peace...almost as if the light banished all the worry and concern that I was feeling.

Lines started to form around me, the lines creating forms and the forms slowly creating scenery around me. The scenery began to color, the vegetation turning green and the sky above me turning blue...it was so beautiful, it felt like paradise...a paradise I wouldn't mind staying in forever.

I smiled as I went over to one of the trees and sat right under, and the moment I relaxed against the tree I could feel my eyes start to close.

'This is peaceful...I could stay here forever.' I thought as I felt my body begin to relax, my eyes closing every so slightly. 'I'm so tired...I guess staying here for a bit wouldn't hurt...'

I don't know how long I stayed sitting there...but every so often I could hear a faint sound of someone calling to me, sometimes I choose to ignore it...figuring it was just my imagination, but then the voices began to get louder.

"Bellethiel!" A woman's voice called out urgently. "Get up!"

"Don't you dare fall asleep!" A man's voice called out angrily. "Get up! Now!"

I opened my eyes, startled by the suddenly urgent calls and I got up to look around to see where the voices were coming from.

"This way!" The male's voice called out from the right of me. "Come this way! Follow our voices!"

I decided to get up out of curiosity and head in the direction where I had heard the voices coming from.

The voices kept calling to me and I kept following, the sound of rushing water reached my ears and got louder the closer I got to the voices.

A river...that's where the voices led me to...the water was still and I looked across to see that the scenery also stopped. There was no trees, no grass, no blue skies...all that was across from me, across the river, was pitch blackness.

I walked up to the edge of the river and looked down to glance at my reflection, but I saw nothing staring back at me...the water was eerily still.

'What am I doing here...?' I thought as I sat at the edge of the river. 'Why did the voices want me to come here?'

I stared at the water for a while and once I blinked my eyes there were two people reflected in the water. These two people were identical in looks, but one was a man and the other was a woman. The male was dressed in golden armor while the other was wearing a beautiful white dress and they appeared to be looking right at me.

"Bellethiel." The reflection of the man spoke, the voice closer now and I looked up to see the two standing right across the river.

"It's good to see you again, Bellethiel." The woman said with a smile.

I got back on my feet and looked at the two in confusion.

"I am sorry...do I know you two?" I questioned.

"You stay here any longer and you will forget yourself." The man said looking at me sadly. "You've already forgotten us by being here too long."

"You need to come across the water Bellethiel." The woman said, urging me over. "You can't stay there...you don't belong there. It's not where you belong."

"What do you mean I do not belong here?" I questioned, glaring slightly to the two. "I have been in the darkness for too long, why would I leave this place when I just got here?"

"If you stay there you will never leave!" The man yelled out. "Do you want to leave Thorin behind?"

"Who?" I questioned.

"You have to remember Bellethiel." The woman said. "Do you want to leave them all behind? If you stay there then you will be leaving them all. They need you, my boys need you, his daughter" the woman said gesturing to the man beside her. "needs you...he needs you to come back to him."

"Who needs me?" I questioned, stepping close to the edge of the water. "Who is Thorin! Who are you two!"

"You need to come across the water!" The man called out, smiling at me. "Come across and you'll get your answers."

I took a step into the water, but hesitated just a bit and looked behind back to the place I called paradise. Did I want to leave?

I didn't think twice after that, I felt that even though I wanted stay sitting under that tree...there was something scratching at the back of my mind to go across the water...that I needed to be on the other side of the river. I immediately started threading through the water, making my way across the river to where the two people were standing. There was a point in the river where I couldn't touch the bottom so I had to submerge my head under and swim across...I don't remember the river being so wide.

I finally reached the other side and I pulled myself up onto the dry land, but when I looked around...there was no one waiting for me.

'Where did they go?' I thought as I got up, wringing my clothes and running my hand through my hair to get it out of my face.

I turned back around and I saw the two people standing now on the other side where I had been standing.

"Keep walking Bellethiel." The man said with a sad smile as he pointed forward. "Just keep walking that way."

"You still have not answered my question Voronwë!" I growled out in irritation.

"I think you already got your answers Bellethiel." Voronwë smiled.

'Voronwë...where did that name come from? Why did it sound familiar?' I thought when suddenly a blinding pain shot through me and I grabbed my head as it intensified.