AN: Hey, everyone! I know it's been far too long since I've updated this. I was on a roll with my Supernatural fic and didn't want to stop. Now, I've finished that story so I will now be focusing on this one. So, without further ado, here is the next chapter!

"We have to get him help," Fili all but begs as he holds his brother up and looks over at Oin.

"We'll ask the Master of Lake-Town. He'll help us," Oin replies as he nods his head. Fili nods in agreement and he grabs Kili's left arm and puts it over his shoulders, pulling Kili up to a standing position.

"We're getting you help Kee. Just stay with me. I need you to stay with me," Fili tries to assure his brother even as Kili slumps further to the ground. Fili pulls him up further and Kili lets out a groan of pain and Fili looks over at Bofur. Bofur quickly moves to Kili's right side and grabs Kili's other arm, intent of putting it over his shoulders. Kili begins pulling his arm away, his head shaking as he curls in closer to Fili.

"It's okay Kili. It's okay," Fili assures his brother, squeezing his shoulder gently. Kili relaxes and allows Bofur to take his arm and move underneath it. Oin begins to lead the way towards the Master's house and Fili and Bofur follow after him, struggling with Kili's dead weight as they are all but dragging him along with them. Fili can tell Kili's trying to help them but he's unable to get to his feet for lack of energy.

"Oin, how much further?" Fili asks, looking up at the back of the elder Dwarf's head.

"Not much further Master Fili," Oin says, glancing behind him and taking in Kili before looking back ahead of them, the Master's house just ahead. Fili shifts Kili's weight to get a better hold on him even as they rush to the bottom of the Master's stairs, the guards on either side of the pathway. Fili looks to the stop of the stairs and sees the Master and the weasel-y looking man on his left. Fili quickly calls out to them before they go inside.

"Please wait! Please…we need your help. My brother is sick," Fili says, his eyes pleading with the Master to help them. Fili feels Kili move and he shifts his brother's weight again, he and Bofur finding it difficult to hold him up after carrying him all this way.

"Sick? Is it infectious?" the Master asks, his eyes widening as he takes a few steps back and puts his handkerchief to his nose and mouth. Fili's eyes widen, realizing they will probably not get any help here and he feels the anger build up inside him. He notices out of the corner of his eye Kili's head drop back down. The Master begins stuttering out a fearful command to them. "Get back. Get back…Out…Out…Don't come any closer."

Fili feels the emotions overwhelm him, his face dropping at the realization they have nowhere else to go. If the Master won't help him no one else will either. Fili grips Kili's shoulder in an effort to comfort his brother and himself. Oin steps forward holding his smashed ear trumpet up to better here them.

"Please…we need medicine," he asks them, his eyes begging them for their help. Fili holds his breath; that's all they need. If they can just give them medicine they can care for Kili themselves, they just need the supplies to do it. Alfrid takes a few steps forward and narrows his eyes at Oin.

"Do I look like an Apothecary? Haven't we given you enough? The Master's a busy man. He doesn't have time to worry about sick Dwarves," he says, spitting the last part out in disgust. Fili's jaw sets and his body tenses. If he wasn't holding his brother up he'd have hit the minuscule little man for that. Alfrid continues, scowling at the Dwarves. "Be gone you. Clear off."

Suddenly, the guards begin pushing and shoving them away from the Master's house and Fili feels his grip on his brother loosen. He shifts Kili's arm and gets a better grip. It's a good thing he does because Kili tries to take it upon himself to try to walk only being successful in having his feet slip out from under him. Fili feels Kili grip his armor, trying to hold his self up and Fili pulls him higher as they stumble away from the guards and down the path.

"Now where to?" Bofur asks, trying to get a better grip on Kili and lifting him up higher. Oin looks at them with sympathetic eyes and shakes his head. Fili feels the fear well up inside him and he looks around, trying to think of where they can go to get his younger brother some help.

"Bard," Fili abruptly announces, looking back at the other two Dwarves.

"We didn't leave him on the best of terms," Oin states, look directly at Fili, not thinking this is going to work.

"We have to try. For Kili's sake," Fili pleads, his eyes swirling with emotion. Oin nods his head and he turns around, quickly leading them towards where he remembers Bard's house to be.

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The small group of Dwarves move as fast as they can up the stairs and over to Bard's door. Bofur knocks on the door, probably a little too loudly but no one says anything about it. Oin is trying to help Fili hold Kili up but Kili pushes him away, the pain being too much. He's done with other's holding him. He curls in on Fili, satisfied with knowing he's there. Fili has one hand holding Kili up and the other on Kili's chest, offering him support. Bard opens the door and sees the group of Dwarves in front of him, Bofur in front. Bofur is covering Kili so Bard doesn't see him just yet.

"No. I'm done with Dwarves. Go away," Bard says as he shakes his head and pulls the door shut. Bofur shoves his body in the way and stop the door with his foot.

"No, no, no! No one will help us; Kili's sick," Bofur says frantically, his eyes wide. He moves to the side a little and looks back at Kili who looks up at Bard, his face white and a sheet of sweat covering it. Fili looks at Bard, begging him to help them even as he is helping keep his brother up. "He's very sick."

Bard hesitates, but when his eyes meet Fili's he sees the blind fear and panic in them even as the young Dwarf is trying to hold his self together. This Dwarf is scared for the sick one; enough so he'd come here for help knowing there is a large chance they'll be turned away. Bard sighs and steps aside, letting the Dwarves into his house.

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"Ah! Ugh! Argh!" Kili yells through clenched teeth. He's lying on a bed, his hands clenching at the blankets on the bed. Fili is kneeling by the bed near Kili's head, his hand resting on his younger brother's shoulder and his other hand wiping Kili's brow with a wet cloth Bofur had gotten for him.

"Can you not do something?" Fili asks Oin, as he gently squeezes his brother's shoulder, letting him know he's here for him. Fili is watching Oin check over Kili's wound, his eyes pleading with him to help his brother.

"I need herbs, something to bring down his fever," Oin says, shaking his head as he looks at the wound in front of him.

"I have nightshade, feverfew…" Bard says as he searches through a bag of medicines in front of him on the table.

"They're no use to me. Do you have any Kingsfoil?" Oin asks Bard, looking away from Kili's injury and over at the man.

"No, it's a weed. We feed it to the pigs," Bard says as he shakes his head. Bofur looks over at him, his eyes wide.

"Pigs? Weed? Right," he says, having seen many a pig sty in the town when they were traveling to Bard's house yesterday. He turns and looks at Kili, pointing at him. "Don't move."

Bofur rushes out of the house, shutting the door behind him. Kili lets out another shout of pain and Fili looks back down at his brother, seeing him straining on the bed. Fili feels his breath catch and tries to force the panic back down. He dips the cloth back in the bowl of water next to him and wipes Kili's brow again, brushing a sweat soaked strand of hair out of Kili's face.

Kili's head shifts back and forth as he lets out another groan, his hands clenching the blankets tightening and pulling on them. Fili glances back at Oin as his hand instinctually squeezes Kili's shoulder again. Oin looks over at Fili and Fili forces a swallow and his breathing quickens slightly, seeing the doubt in the healers eyes. Kili lets out an anguished yell, his back arching and Fili whips his head back towards his brother. He drops the cloth in the bowl of water and rests his now free hand on Kili's chest.

"It's okay Kee. It'll be over soon. I'll fix this," Fili whispers to his brother, leaning in towards him so only Kili can hear him. Kili seems to relax slightly into Fili's touch and Fili breathes out a breath he doesn't know he'd been holding. Fili looks over at Oin and pleads with them. "We have to help him."

"I'm trying my best," Oin says, looking away when Fili glares at him, knowing this is not the answer the heir of Durin wants to hear when it concerns his younger brother. Fili looks back down at Kili and grabs the cloth, beginning to wipe his brow once again. He can't lose Kili; this whole quest will have been for nothing if he loses his brother. They will walk through the halls of Erebor together or they won't go at all.

Suddenly, there is an echo from the direction of the mountain and everyone in the room, except Kili, looks up and in the direction of the Mountain. Dust falls from the ceiling and Fili's ears hones in on Kili moaning in pain next to him, even as his eyes are on the Lonely Mountain.

"Da?" Sigrid asks, taking a few steps towards Bard.

"It's coming from the mountain," Bain says, looking over at his father. Fili sets the cloth down on the small table next to him and moves over to Bard.

"You should leave us. Take your children; get out of here," he says to Bard, holding his gaze. Kili is stuck here until he gets help, so Fili won't leave him. But Bard and his family don't have to stay in harm's reach.

"And go where? There is nowhere to go," Bard says firmly to the young Dwarf in front of him.

"Are we going to die, Da?" Tilda asks, looking over at her father, her eyes wide in fear. She stands up and walks over to her father.

"No, darling," Bard says, resting a hand on her head. Fili looks back over at Oin and Kili, not really knowing what to do. His eyes rest on Kili and he instantly picks up on not just the pain in his brother's eyes but the fear and sheer panic as he pleads for his brother.

"The dragon, it's going to kill us," Tilda says softly as she sits down on the bench. Fili ignores them for a moment as he hastily moves back to his brother's side, seeing some of the panic leave Kili's face. Bard looks at his children, worry encompassing his mind before reaching up into the rafter and pulling down a black arrow. The children look at the arrow with wide eyes, Bain walking over to his father.

"Not if I kill it first," Bard says as he hurries out the door with Bain trailing after him. Fili rests a hand on Kili's shoulder and looks over at Bard as he and Bain rush out of the house. He feels a hand grab his arm in a death grip and he looks down to see Kili's hand clutching at his arm.

"We're going to get through this Kili. I promise," Fili assures, looking down at his brother's face.

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There are only two thoughts going through Kili's brain as this moment: The first being that the pain in his leg is, indeed, intensifying and it's agonizing. The second that his older brother is by his side and that's all he needs right now; besides the agonizing pain to diminish of course. Another wave of torment flows over him and Kili clutches at the blankets underneath him, a yell escaping him. He can feel a hand on his shoulder and something wet pressed to his brow and knows its Fili.

He can hear Fili's voice talking close to him; can pick up on the pain and near panic underlying it. That's Fili for you; always trying to hold it together for everyone else, especially me. Kili can pick up on other voices in the room but can't make out what they're saying, his eyes going tunnel vision when the pain intensifies tenfold. Kili hears someone scream in agony and then realizes that it's him. He feels something wet on his brow and his shifts his head back and forth. He just wants this pain to go away. A pain shoots into the arrow wound and Kili clenches the blankets, pulling on them, and groaning in pain.

Kili relaxes slightly as he feels someone squeezing his shoulder and he knows its Fili; it can't be anyone else. Abruptly, a scorching, stabbing pain erupts in his leg and Kili lets out an anguished cry as he arches his back. Kili can't think straight; the only thought being the pain erupting throughout his body. Fili! Make it stop! Please! A hand rests on Kili's chest and he hears Fili's soothing voice whispering in his ear. Fili…

Kili relaxes, relieved that Fili is still right next to him. It's the one constant in his life he's always able to count on. Whenever he is in trouble, Kili knows his brother will bail him out. Whenever he's scared, his brother is there to protect him. Whenever he's hurt, Fili is there to fix it, to comfort him. He's not so sure Fili can help him now, but he knows Fili will try his hardest to do so. The pain lessens a little and Kili blinks, looking around him and seeing Oin still by his feet and Bard and his children in the room. Why can't they just leave? Fili's the only one who needs to be here. Kili's pride is booming in his head. Or maybe that's from inside the room? Kili's not sure anymore. He hears Bard's eldest daughter speak and Bard answering her but he doesn't care what they're saying right now. Kili looks over at his brother, making sure he's still next to him, relaxing when he sees him still kneeling beside him.

Suddenly, Fili stands up and walks away towards Bard and Kili feels the panic rise within him, his eyes widening. Fili, come back. Kili moves his arm to reach for his brother but finds his hands refusing to let go of the blankets. He looks longingly after his brother, wanting his to come back next to him. Look at me, acting like some Dwarrow. But Kili doesn't truly care as he just wants his brother next to him, keeping him safe.

Kili looks back to his brother and sees Fili look over at him and sees Fili's eyes widen slightly before Fili hurries back over to Kili's bed. Kili thanks Mahal his brother is back next to him and he breathes out a sigh of relief, feeling safe once again. He hears Bard leave the room and Fili's hand rest on his shoulder once again. Not wanting his brother to leave his side again, Kili forces his left hand to let go of the blankets and clutches his brother's sleeve, keeping Fili in place next to him.

"We're going to get through this Kili. I promise," Kili hears Fili say and he looks up at his brother just as another wave of pain crashes over him and Kili shouts in pain, his hand gripping tighter to Fili's arm, pulling him closer to him.

AN: Please leave some feedback. Thanks for bearing with me on this!