When she woke, early the next morning, she was pleasantly surprised by what she found next to her in her bed. Right beside her lay a sleeping Kili. He had a content smile on his face and his arms wrapped around her waist. Because she didn't need much sleep, Verya climbed out from the bed and walked to the main kitchen area. She screamed and quickly picked up the nearest weapon, Kili's bow. She drew the arrow and pointed it right at the forehead of none other than a lone orc standing directly in front of her with a nasty grin on his face. Before he could even breath the arrow had plunged deep into his skull and he fell to the floor dead. But it wasn't Verya who killed the orc. She spun around so fast, she collided with Kili, who had her bow in his hand.

"I heard you scream and thought of the worst" he said breathing in a sigh of relief and pulling her to him. She smiled and pulled away a small frown gracing her face.

"Kili we must go, it's no longer safe here" Verya spoke quickly and then proceeded to pack up all their things, along with a pot of honey she found under the bed, unsealed and a thick blanket from the bed.

"I know where I must go, and unfortunately our journey together must end now" Kili spoke looking away from her. She frowned, no realizing what he meant. Had she done something wrong?

"What? But where am I to go?" She asked angrily. She had saved his life twice now, and what does he do in return? Send her away to her most probable depending doom.

"You will head back to your home, where you belong" He said, still looking away. He knew she had saved his life and that four eyes were better than two, but what would Thorin think of this? Kili befriending a young elf girl? He wouldn't be happy that was for sure.

"You cannot make me go back there, unless you proceed to drag me back there screaming, putting both of our lives in danger. I am coming with you whether you see me or not" She stated firmly, crossing her arms over her chest. He sighed, pushing past her, grabbing his pack and headed for the door.

Shocked by his reaction, she deflated a little. I guess I don't mean that much to him at all then… She thought glumly, slinging her bag over her shoulder and followed his path out the door. Kili was no where to be seen and Verya had a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach. She pulled her bow out, having given Kili's back, and readied an arrow. She stepped further outside the hole and still saw no one. She thought about calling out for him but decided against it, even though Kili wouldn't have heard anyway. He had walked not even a foot into the forest when he was grabbed by four sets of hands, pulling his limbs far apart.

"Look what we have here eh. Where is she dwarf-scum" A big nasty Goblin elf hunter snarled. Kili knew he was hunting elves before he even heard the goblin ask. It had an elf ear around it's neck and two obvious braids from two elf heads. Kili snarled but did not make any reaction about Verya. He only hoped she was wise enough to run.

"Not talking eh? Well we'll make you squeal then!" The goblin yelled, pulling back his fist and hitting Kili directly in the face. Kili spit some blood out but made no sound of weakness, he would not betray her.

The goblin continued to beat Kili for a few minutes, very mercilessly. Kili only once made a sound, a groan loud enough for a nearing Verya to hear. She knew it was from Kili and she could tell he was hurt. She quickly jumped up into the trees and ran to the clearing he was being held in. She gasped at what she saw, and covered her mouth to choke down a sob. Kili was almost out of consciousness and was very bloody. She jumped down into the clearing, her sword drawn in anger. She ran at the goblins holding Kili and quickly sliced through them. Kili dropped to the ground and she turned with a glare to the one Goblin still standing. He had his bloody sword pointing right at her, but she was quick. She cut his arm clean off then took off his head. Verya dropped the sword in shock. She had saved Kili yet again. She turned around and saw him sitting up, trying to get over to her. She quickly rushed over and helped him up.

"Kili you're hurt very badly! You must rest!" She pleaded to him. He shook his head no and grabbed her face in his hands.

"Are you alright? What were you thinking! Taking on those goblins, you could have died!" He yelled at her, still holding her face towards him. She forced the tears back and her eyes burned with anger.

"I saved your life. You're welcome!" She turned angrily and started to storm off the way they had come from, but Kili grabbed her arm. She didn't turn to face him, or even move at all.

"I'm sorry, I just.. You could have died… Its too hard for me to even think of losing you.." He whispered to her releasing her arm. She swiftly turned and pulled his head to hers, putting her lips on his. He was shocked at first but then wrapped his arms around her waist and returned the kiss. She moved her arms to his neck and ran her fingers through his hair, smiling into the kiss. It was getting more passionate when she pulled away, hands still wrapped around his neck and her forehead resting on his.

"We shouldn't have done that… You are an elf, I'm a dwarf.. When does that ever happen?" He asked her, and saw a pain flash through her eyes and she started to pull away, but he held her close to him and didn't let go.

"I don't regret it Vey, but I thought you might want someone more suited, like one of the elf males" He said and she shook her head, looking down.

"I've never been interested in any of the elves, how could I when they are all prettier than me? I wanted someone who looked like a man, someone who would love me for me, someone like you" She whispered and laid her head on his chest. Although her words made his heart jump, he knew it couldn't last. His uncle would make sure of it. But he decided to make the most of it while it lasted. He wrapped his arms farther around her and leaned his head on top of hers.

"Come on Vey, we have to move, before darkness comes" He said and took her hand, leading her in the direction of where he had agreed to meet his uncle if either had gotten spit up.