You are still you, even if you take me away

Fili felt numb. His bed was supposed to be soft, but he didn't feel if. He felt nothing.

No, wait, he did feel something. He felt empty.

It has been two weeks and his life felt shallow without his brother.

When Kili was alive, when they got seperated, he could still feel his brother. They were connected.

Now there was an empty spot deep inside him, telling him that something was missing.

It has been two weeks since they had found Kili's body.

Fili clung to his brother, screamed, begged him to stay with him.

He noticed that over the past days he had gotten a bad temper. He snapped at his friends, blaming them, realising afterwarts that they could have done little about what had happened.

He had even blamed Bilbo. He had yelled at the hobbit, how was already feeling bad, blaming himself for the war and for all the people that had died.

That halfling had sputtered an apology, looking away.

Fili snapped, screamed and yelled.

And at last Bilbo had burst into trears, falling to his knees, crying. He would do anything to give Kili back to Fili, but he was no god, he was a simple hobbit.

Fili left the room, stomping his feet like a child on a tantrum, followed by the thundering voice of his uncle telling him that that was no way to behave.

At that moment he didn't really care, but now, sitting in his dark room, guild came to him.

And so , he found himself creaping through the hall to Bilbo's room.

Fili knocked soft on the door. "Bilbo?" He wispered, afraid that, if the hobbit was already asleep he might wake him.

He pushed the door open a little and saw that Bilbo was still awake, seated behind his little desk.

"Bilbo, I am so sorry." Fili quickly crossed the room to stand next to his friend.

Bilbo smile. "Fili, it is alright. I miss Kili too, and you were his brother. It is only natural that your looking for someone to blame. But Fili, you are smart and you know that none of us could have done anything for him. He made up his mind when he decided to take on two orcs without warning anyone, asking for help."

Bilbo stood from his chair and grabbed Fili's shoulders. "Whether you like it or not, he sacrificed himself so you could live."

Fili bowed his head.

Bilbo was right ofcoure, if his brother wanted to survive the battle he would have warned someone that he was having a hard time.

That didn't mean that he liked the idea. The had promised mother that he would protect his little brother, now Kili was killed trying to save him.

Fili felt tears running across his face, but didn't reach to wipe them away. He let them go.

Bilbo let out a small gasp and pulled Fili in his arms, running his hands up and donw his back, rocking them both from left to right.

"Oh Fili," He wispered. "I am so, so sorry."

Fili just hiccuped. Bilbo wasn't to blame anymore, he didn't have to apologize.

A/N:

Fili's side of the story. Angsty...

It's short, I know, I will try to make the next one longer.

Please leave a review, tell me what you thing.

Also, I want to introduce an OC in the next chapter. She isn't a love interest or anything, just a guide. I can't write about a gigant wolf making for Erebor, without having to write about Bard going hunting. Nienna is just going to be the girl telling everyone that Kili is a big teddy bear.

Until next time