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"I could have anything down my trousers..." Idiot! I berated myself, she's a bloody elf and that's your pick up line? I smirked, desperately trying to cover my embarrassment, as she replied. "Or nothing." Mahal, sexy AND sassy?!

I can just hear Fili... 'We can't possibly be related! You're a dwarf, she's an elf, or haven't you realized? Do you really think she would accept you? And what about her kin! MAHAL what about ours? How will you explain this to uncle thorin?'

I was startled out of my reverie by a sharp poke in my side. I winced, lacking the armour that the Wood Elves had taken off me. It was one of their guards, shoving me into a twisted, wooden cell before firmly closing the door.

I could hear the others throwing themselves hopelessly at their cell doors, before Balin spoke, with silent authority. "It's no use, these are no Orc dungeons, these are
Elvish prison cells, the only way out is by having the King's consent!" As he finished speaking I craned my head and locked eyes with Fili. When he saw me, he adopted that face, the I'm your big brother so listen to me when I say we will be fine face.

I scowled, though somewhat placated. He made a motion with his hand and I nodded, think of your promise, just stay calm.

Hours later I was still holding my promise stone but I had taken to throwing and catching it. I heard keys rattle and started, it was the she-elf who I had flirted with before, the one they called Tauriel. My blonde-in-every-way brother caught my eye and I disregarded his disapproving look. screw caution! We'll most likely die down here anyway!

We talked for a while, and she surprisingly introduced herself, as Tauriel the Silvan Elf. I responded with Kili, a Dwarf of the line of Durin. She seemed mildly impressed, before her face disappeared under an expressionless mask. We continued talking, about stars, light and moons as well as my promise to my mother Dis.

She appeared to make up her mind then, nodding resolutely to herself. Then she sent the other guards away, and with a flourish, produced the keys to our cells. I inhaled in shock as she carefully and soundlessly let me out. "Remember, you disarmed the keys keeper and let yourself and your company out." Tauriel gave the keys to me, with a whispered 'be safe Kili of Durin's line, you can escape from the cellars, get into the barrels and I will release the cargo door.'

I nodded silently, still not processing that she was letting us go and took the keys. I made my way over to Fili unable to stop a smile from spreading onto my face at his comically astonished expression. "We're getting out." I told him, the words tasting foreign on my lips. "We're getting out." He parroted back at me, a grin transforming him into the young dwarf that caused the ladies to swoon.

Soon we were all out, but Thorin's face had not left the scowl that he adopted since we were taken captive. It annoyed me that his only thanks towards the She-Elf was a curt nod.

Fili had heard Tauriel's instructions to me and so he took charge of our company leading them down to the cellars. I lingered, not wanting to leave, but unable to stay, unless I wanted to get back into my cell. Impulsively, I grabbed her hand and pulled her close to me, just so that I could tell her something privately. I admired the scent of her hair, and it's length. Hating that I had to tilt my head to see her face, she noticed my discomfort and knelt, allowing me to be the tall one, just for a while.

The feeling of her body against mine did wonderful things to me, and I relished in the thought that we fit together perfectly like this. I whispered in her hair. "Come with us. Come with me. Please. I don't want to leave you! Especially not here." I hated how pathetic I sounded, but she had to hear my need somehow.

Letting go of me for a second, she reached behind herself and fingered her quiver full of arrows and her sharp twin blades. "I hardly think your leader will appreciate my presence Kili. I know he finds the company of elves to be... Distasteful." She sighed and I knew then that she wanted to come.

"But what if you followed us? From a little distance, and we could meet every night! I'd bring you food if you want, I don't mind sharing!" There, hopefully an offer she wouldn't refuse. "Ok." Barely a sentence, but it changed everything! "But," here it is, the catch, "I cannot allow you to sacrifice what little food you will have for me. I will bring my own, but you need to go now, I will catch up with you tonight - and I will try to bring your bow and sword, and the blonde's weapons."

I blinked. "You have no idea how much that means to me, Tauriel. Or Fili, for that matter, I expect he may offer for you as well!" Oops, I hadn't meant to let that slip out. Crap. She narrowed her eyes playfully and I opened my mouth to speak. "As well, master Dwarf?" That wasn't me, by the way. Great, back to formalities. Oh to hell with it, I might as well swallow my foot while I'm at it!

"As well as me, Madame Elf!" I announced boldly. Then I tensed, for the inevitable blow, I hoped the rejection wouldn't hurt too much as I thought it would. "Well Kili," thank Mahal, first names again, "you'll just have to tell your brother?" At my surprised nod she continued, "no for me because I have already accepted someone else's!" I. Am. An. Idiot. She's betrothed. Of course. I steeled myself and tentatively asked, "who?" She smiled at me. I bit my tongue and grimaced back.

"Well, he goes by Kili, a Dwarf of the line of Durin!"

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