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The first thing Thorin did was let out a painful groan as he opened his eyes. He couldn't remember very well at how he had ended up wherever he was. He looked up around at his surroundings and slowly the events of how he ended up there came back to him. It was still raining but not as hard as the last time he was awake. He tried to look around to see if he could see anyone in his company but everything seemed too dark and he could feel bushes rubbing against his head. He tried to move his arms but only his left would move without any pain. His right screamed at him causing a yelp to leave his lips. He turned his head to look at what was holding his arm down and he could feel as the contents of his stomach as it made its way to his mouth, causing him to swallow swiftly a few times. He turned his head away from the sight that made his heart skip a beat as he gagged.

He turned his head back looking at it. Right between his right side just under his collar bone close to his shoulder joint was an inch round small branch protruding from it. Thorin reached his other hand over to touch it and hissed at the pain it caused from the small touch. "Auhgg."

Ok, he thought to himself, 'I can handle this. It's but a twig, I've had far worse. Even Kili could handle this one.' He felt around it and could feel the muscles inside contract around the wood, nerves screaming from the damage inflicted. He pulled himself up away from the bush, and winced when the thorny bush ripped at his hair.

He sat up a little bit, feeling a bit light headed as he moved his hand and touched the back of his shoulder. He felt the wood still attached to the bush. What was he going to do? So bracing himself for the pain he knew was coming he jerked forward and felt the wood tearing as he moved forward. The agony exploded from the wound and began to travel up his neck and across his chest and he bit his lip. He shoved himself forward once more, and could hear and feel the sucking sound as the wood came free. Blood poured and ran down his muddy coat, the rain helping it all mix. He dropped to the ground and rolled onto his side taking deep breaths.

"Thorin?"

He steeled his gaze, and stiffened his body as he tried to sit up. They couldn't see him when he was this weak. Especially not his nephews, he knew he had to stay strong. "I'm fine. Just a scratch. Is everyone alright?" He tried to keep his voice strong and firm and he wasn't sure if he succeeded or not. He looked up from where he lay to see Bofur looking down at him. Like Thorin, he too was covered in slick mud luckily the rain was helping to wash them cleaner.

"I'm afraid I don't know if anyone's alright. You're the first one I've found." Bofur told him as he reached down to give his leader a hand up.

Thorin reached up with his good arm grabbing Bofur by the arm as he felt himself being pulled up. "Thank you." Now that he was standing he took the time to look around and it looked no different now that he was standing then it did when he was laying down.

Bofur looked at Thorin's shoulder seeing the dark liquid that was leaking from it. "Are you alright?"

Thorin looked down at his shoulder covering it up with his good hand. "I'll be fine. Let's find the others." He told him not caring that that his wound was still bleeding. He could feel the warmth slip though in between his fingers.

"Please, let me bandage that." Bofur insisted not ready to take no for an answer.

Thorin looked down at him shaking his head. He didn't want to stop to get his arm fixed even though he knew he should. But he didn't know if anyone else was alright and it made him feel uneasy. He looked back at his arm then back to Bofur. He knew he wouldn't be able to do much if he passed out from the loss of blood so he gave in. "Fine, but make it quick."

Once he could finally got his feet from under him he tried once again to get up. He looked down at the mud that was around his feet and where he had fallen was now becoming a rain puddle. His head still hurt so badly and he could feel the wound leaking and pouring down the side of his face. It felt itchy and a little strange so he reached up to wipe his cheek but it felt numb. He looked back at the figure as it let out another painful moan.

He took a step forward and his right foot started to slide but he kept going. It seemed so hard to stay upright as he swayed while he took small steps. As he got closer to the unknown person laying in the mud what he thought was familiar didn't look so familiar anymore. "Are you alright?" He asked his voice coming out harsh and rasp.

The figure stopped moving its arms and looked up at him. "Ohh Fili!"

He looked down at the small man not knowing who he was talking to so he turned his head to look behind him. "Who?"

"What do you mean who?" The man outstretched his arm wanting a hand up.

He looked down at the small man who was wearing a thick button up jacket. He walked around to the side of the small man and reached down grabbing his hand. He pulled him to a sitting position but the extra weight pulled at his aching muscles causing him to let go of the small man.

"What's wrong Fili? Are you hurt?" The small man asked almost falling back into the mud.

"My arm hurts." He looked down at the small man confused not knowing why he kept calling him that. "Do I know you?"

"That's not funny Fili." But as the small man looked up at him, and the confusion that was all over the younger man's face he began to worry. "Bilbo…Bilbo Baggin's remember?"

He looked down at the Bilbo guy not knowing what to say. His face didn't look familiar, in fact he was sure he had never seen this smaller man before. But then again he couldn't really remember who he was and as he tried to remember his headache started to get worse again. And he knew his head wound was still leaking. Bilbo's face started to get darker and he seemed to start weaving back and forth like a pendulum. The movement he thought was happening started to make his stomach turn again. He fell to his knees but the ground under him started to shake and his heart started pounding in his ears.

"Fili?" Bilbo asked reaching out to touch his shoulder but as his hand landed on the younger man he fell to his side. "Fili!" Bilbo grabbed Fili's hand while he smacked the side of Fili's cheek with the other. But the younger man was out cold as his body shivered in the cold rain.

Bilbo got to his feet looking around for some kind of shelter for himself and Fili. He didn't see anything right off the bat so he grabbed Fili's hands and began to drag the younger man. He wished he didn't have to drag him through the mud but he wasn't strong enough to carry him.

Poor Bilbo. I forgot all about him in the first chap haha. Was ganna leave him out but he added in nicely. :) And Poor poor Fili seems to have forgotten who he is. :/ What a shame. Next chapter will have some more dwarfs in it. Please Review! I look forward to them.