The woman glanced over at the stream again and slowly walked over to the vines that Kili had suggested. Freya was about to try and talk her way out of this, but it was her against all these dwarves. She took the vine, trying to get a firm grip on it, but it felt slimy and gross.

" Freya be careful." Bilbo warned, standing beside her. She nodded and took her first step onto the vine and started inching her way across

" It's all right." The woman stated. The hobbit let out random shrieks when she almost lost her balance on the vine.

" Are you alright lass?" Balin shouted, feeling nervous watching the young woman clinging to the vine to hold herself steady.

" Can't see any problem." Freya stated in a delirious voice. " Aah! There's one." she shrieked, falling over and catching the vine with her legs. No one had notice the dwarf prince was moving closer and closer to the vines.

" Freya!" Bilbo cried out, but Dwalin held him back.

" Everything's.. Fine." Freya stared into the mist that surround the stream, but manages to snap out of her daze and lets out a grunt as she swings herself to another vine only to slip and lean forward to grab hold of another and her face was inches from the stream. She stared at her reflection, feeling dizzier then ever, seeming lost and forgetting everything. Thorin couldn't watch anymore and cursed under his breath and jumped onto the vine to help her, only too feel the full affects of the enchantment himself.

Bilbo and the others were shouting at the woman and she didn't hear them at first and she shook her head and the voices of her cousin and the others telling her to wake up were coming clearer. Thorin was still struggling on the first vine. The woman managed to pull herself to another set of vines, one of her feet touched the top of the water, making the vines she was on slippery and she launched herself to a platform, letting out a sigh that she made it across.

She sat there for a second, and something wasn't quite right. Freya shook her head and finger, she knew it was something but she couldn't put her finger on what it was. " Something's not right." She murmured to herself. " It's not right at all." Freya sat on a step and turned to look at the others to warn them. " Stay where you are!" She yelled but she was already to late. The dwarves and her cousin were already struggling to make there way over to her behind Thorin. " Oh."

" I can't get a grip." Dwalin grumbled, the dwarves grunted as they slipped on the vines. Freya slapped herself in the cheeks trying to keep herself awake. Bombur had fallen against a vine into a deep sleep, while the others continued to try and get across without falling into the stream.

Thorin finally jumped onto the platform where Freya was still sitting in a deep gaze and she looked to her side snapping her out of her daze. She got up. Thorin had his bow gripped firmly in his hand, he turned to see how his nephews and the others were doing when they heard a noise across from them. They slowly turned to look and saw a white stag.

" Stay still." Thorin hissed at her quietly. Freya's eyes never left the animals, when she noticed out of the corner of her eye Thorin slowly aiming his bow, armed with an arrow at the stag.

" What are you doing?" The woman questioned. Thorin and the stag stared at each other. Freya turned back to look at the animal it was snarling at the dwarf. Thorin released the arrow and it missed and the stag took off.

" You shouldn't have done that. It's bad luck." Freya stated.

" I don't believe in luck. We make our own luck." Thorin grumbled. Suddenly their was a splash and Bombur fell on his back into the stream. Thorin looked back at the woman who was about to say something. " Don't even say it." Thorin growled and the hobbit remained silent while Thorin stormed up the steps. She looked at the snoring dwarf and wondered if things were about to get worse for them. Dwalin, Fili and Kili dragged Bombur out of the water and waited a few minutes trying to wake him, but the stream had put him into a deeper sleep then they thought.

Dwalin got some of the other dwarves to help him tie logs with rope and made a temporary bed to carry the snoring fat dwarf up the path on their shoulders, which only added to the difficulties of this journey. It's only been a few days since the crossing of the stream but to them it felt like they had been wondering this forest for weeks and they were still no close to finding their way out.

The forest had changed so much, Bombur still hadn't waken since he fell into the stream and they were quickly running out of food. Their minds were completely plagued with the sickness that consumed this dark forest and air around them seemed heavier then ever. They've all grown exhausted then ever, having no rest at all, for fear if they fell asleep they wouldn't wake like Bombur.

" We need to take a rest." Nori insisted, the rest of the dwarves sighed in unison with Nori. The woman continuously stumbled along the path walking right into the prince and then she would stumble backwards to be caught by Fili.

" Are you alright Freya?" Fili asked, giving her a nervous smile. She nodded and then kept on going. The dwarves and cousins decided to take a rest. As soon as the woman sat down she felt a sickly dizzy feeling go through her. The company repeatedly, heard the sound of laughing and singing around them, up in the trees.

" What is that?" Bilbo asked, hearing his own voice echo through the forest. The strange sounds continued around them, making them nervous. " Voices. Can you hear them?" The hobbit asked the others. Freya swayed and grabbed onto a vine to stop the spinning.

" I hear nothing. No wind. No birdsong." Thorin trailed off, feeling like he was out of breath. " What hour is it?"

" I do not know. I do not even know what day it is." Dwalin stated in exhaustion just trying to think about it.

" This is taking too long" Thorin insisted. " Is there no end to this accursed forest?!" Thorin shouted in anger.

" None that I can see. Only trees and more trees." Gloin pressed as he looked at their surrounds and everywhere was trees. Freya rubbed her eyes trying to stay awake, Bilbo had moved over to see what the strange sticky stuff was all over the vines and trees. The woman watched as Thorin suddenly got up, seeing something.

" There." Thorin mumbled as he stumbled through the dwarves. " This way!"

" But Gandalf said--" Oin tried to reason with the leader, but he continued to shove his way through them.

" Move! Do as I say! Follow me!" Thorin ordered as pushed his way out of the group and going towards a different path. The dwarves followed their leader, leaving the two cousins. Bilbo slid his finger over the sticky stuff, watching it flutter. He did it again and Freya looked into the trees and had a bad feeling when she heard the voices when she noticed the dwarves were leaving.

" Wait! Wait!" Freya shouted.

"What?" A few of the dwarves yelled back, still following Thorin.

" Stop! We can't leave the path! We must stay on the path!" Freya pressed but they were too far away and she was too tired to keep shouting at them. She rested her hand against a tree to catch her breath touching the sticky stuff before her and Bilbo went to catch up with the others.

They were all struggling to climb the path that was beside a shear drop off. The dwarves carried Bombur up first. Freya held onto her cousin, trying to not look over the edge. Once they finally made it up the path they continued on.

" I don't remember this place. None of it's familiar." Balin grumbled following the others up the steps that led to a different part of the forest.

" It can't have just disappeared." Dori freaked. Freya and Bilbo sat on some rocks, to dizzy to do anything.

" Unless someone's moved it." Dwalin pointed out, as he search from up high, looking for any signs of the paved path.

" It's not over here neither." Ori shouted from further away. They once again continued to walk down the path, unaware they were going round in circles. The woman was breathing heavily, her cousin turned around and started looking at her strangely. Freya looked back at him confused wondering why he was looking at her so weird and finally he turned back around, leaving her wondering what he was seeing if it wasn't her.

" Look. A tobacco pouch. There's dwarves in these woods." Dori stated as took the pouch from his brother Ori's hand.

" Dwarves from the Blue Mountains, no less." Bofur added as he snatched the pouch from Dori's hand looking at it and somehow it looked familiar to him. " This is exactly the same as mine." He stated, suddenly feeling confused.

" That's because it is yours." Freya interrupted. " Do you understand? We're going round in circles. We are lost." She add.

" We are not lost. We keep heading east." Thorin snapped.

" But which way is east? We've lost the sun." Oin pressed, making them all look up through the cracks of the trees, to see the light leaving.

" I thought you were the expert." Dwalin grumbled at the woman.

" I'm not the one who lost the sun!" Freya snarled back.

" The sun. We have to find the sun." Bilbo mumbled to himself, while his cousin and the other continued to bicker with each other. " Up there" He thought to himself. " We need to get above the canopy." Bilbo insisted but nobody would listen to him. Freya got shoved and knocked right into the prince who ended up catching her in harms and steadied her. The both of them went quiet when they heard the whispering voices around them.

" W-what was that?" The woman stuttered. Thorin heard it too and wondered the same thing.

" Enough! Quiet! All of you!" Thorin shouted, silencing them all. " We're being watched." Bilbo had already started climbing up the tree. Freya was looking around for her cousin when she felt a sick feeling of poison go through her and she fell to the ground.