Author's note: Okay guys, please don't judge me for this chapter. I felt that it had to happen a little more between Thorin and Valerie. I wasn't planning to even post this, but I've taken a risk. If any of you should think that it's tasteless, please tell me so I can delete and replace it with another. But please be nice about it, if it's a bit too much because I have had a hard time trying to post this without hesitation and fear of rejection. But I hope you'll like it!

I was in the dungeons for days, with nothing to eat or drink.

I was very upset that no one came down to me; giving me food or atleast keep me company. I was so lonely. I thought that Thorin changed his mind and that Dunhilda and Sigrid had abandoned me.

But Thorin did come down, after a few days.

Backlash

Thorin: "Valerie?"

I was startled and woken up from my sleep. I rubbed my eyes and sat up. My back was hurting from the hard floor and my neck was very stiff.

Me: "Is somebody there?"

Thorin: "Aye, it's me"

I gasped his name and I was quick up on my feet. I walked up to the bars that seperated us from eachother. I looked up at his face, he seemed sad. I stuck my hand through the bars and carefully put my palm against his cheek. He sighed and put his hand over mine.

Me: "I'm sorry for... Yelling at you, Thorin I... Didn't mean what I said"

Thorin: "I know. I understand your situation and I would have probably reacted the same way"

Me: "Thank you for being understading. I've missed you, love"

Thorin: "I've missed you too. And I'm sorry for not coming down earlier"

Me: "It's okay, don't worry-"

Thorin: "I haven't been allowed, you see"

Me: "Allowed? Did Thrór forbid you to visit me?"

Thorin: "Aye, he did. He have had guards guarding the entrance to down here. I haven't been let through"

I snorted. Vile, cruel and vicious little bastard our King is. I got angry again.

Me: "I'm sorry, but I despise your grandfather"

Thorin: "Don't worry, I despise him as well"

I wanted to hug him, feel his warmth melting my frozen heart. His warmth was probably the only heat that could melt my heart and cool down my anger.

Me: "Do you got any keys?"

Thorin: "In matter of fact I do actually"

He pulled out a key-ring and jiggled them in front of me. I laughed as he opened the cell door. He came in, threw away the keys and aimed for me with arms wide spread. He caught me in his arms and gave me long warm hug. I hugged him back, it felt so good to touch him again.

Me: "I've really, really missed you"

He didn't respond. Instead, I felt his lips on my collarbone, kissing my skin gently. The kissing got more, intense. Then he lifted me up and pressed me against the wall. That annoyed me, it also made me a bit angry. After having my parents murdered by his grandfather, being humiliated by the whole kingdom and then me being thrown into a cell, he wants to make love?

I pushed him agreessively away from he.

Me: "What are you doing?"

Thorin: "I-i just thought..."

Me: "You know what? Get out! I don't want you in here if you're going to be like that"

Thorin: "Forgive me. I just thought that you would need some sort of-"

Me: "Sort of what? Intimacy? Dear Lord!"

I turned away from him. Dumb fool he was. I spoke to him as I faced the wall.

Me: "Don't you understand? I need emotional support, you need to give me a shoulder to rest against. In this hour of need, I need you to be my savior right now. Could you be that, Thorin?"

I turned back at him, glaring into his eyes as I waited for him to respond.

Thorin: "Aye, I could be that"

He walked up to me and embraced me again. He did not try to do anything this time. I hugged him back, hugging as hard I could.

Me: "Why would he do that, Thorin? Have you talked to him?"

Thorin: "I have tried to, but with no success. After you were thrown down here, he kept on as nothing had happened"

I growled. All I wanted to do was to decapitate that slug. I could do it now, the cell door was open, I could just jump out of our embrace and run for it. Thorin ended the embrace but still held my hands in his.

Thorin: "But there are other problems that has come up"

Me: "What are you talking about?"

Thorin: "My grandfather, have four-doubbled the work force in the mines. He's becoming more greedy by every day that goes"

Me: "I feel bad for the workers when they'll probably die of exhaustion, but what other problem is that causing the kingdom?"

Thorin: "Do you know of the elven kingdom in Mirkwood?"

Me: "Aye, I do"

Thorin: "The King of Mirkwood, Thranduil son of Oropher, came to Erebor yesterday. But only to leave in fury"

Me: "What happened?"

Thorin: "He came to advice grandfather, but he rebuffed him, ignoring Thranduil's warnings"

Me: "Warnings of what? Thorin?"

Thorin: "Thranduil warned grandfather of what his growing treasure would summon. 'Fell beasts in the shadows will spring out of their hibernates and make for Erebor when the time is come', he said. Grandfather did not seem to care at all"

Fell beasts, what could that mean? Was Thranduil talking about, dragons? Since we all know that dragons has an undying love for gold, could that be the thing that would come to Erebor? I felt my gut turning uneasy.

Me: "Why was Thranduil angered?"

Thorin: "He did also come to take back his precious gems"

Me: "His gems? What've I missed now?"

Thorin: "Grandfather has been keeping Thranduil's rightful gems away from him. I found out about this yesterday, before then I had no clue of it"

Me: "Your grandfather's greed is making him blind! Thorin you have to do something!"

Thorin: "I cannot! I do not possess that kind of power as a prince, and neither does my father"

Me: "But he'll summon the worst beast possible!"

I felt fear growing inside me. It was nearly as fierce and strong as the fury I have inside me as well.

Thorin: "Beast? I didn't really take that warning serious, but-"

Me: "Thorin! Think about it!"

I turned away as I fell into my own thoughts. The fear was fueled and my mind was going insane. I don't know why I was so scared, but as soon and Thorin mentioned fell beasts, I had the feeling that something or someone might be coming. A dragon could be the only thing that ever could storm the kingdom and claim it as his own. My gut feeling was screaming at me to flee the kingdom, now.

Me: "We have to get out of here! It's coming! We have to get help!"

I started to hyperventilate and cold sweat. I turned back to Thorin.

Me: "A dragon, Thorin! We have to flee!"

Suddenly, my head felt extremely heavy and dizzy. I stumbled around in the cell, supporting myself on the walls. Then, visions infested my mind. I could see Erebor, lying in dust and spiderweb. It was utterly dark, no light or shine anywhere. Not even the light from the sun or the moon could find its way inside. No sign of life anywhere, just rats and spiders hunting for food. The view of the vision went down through the floors, down to the deepest and largest chamber of the mountain. There, there was mountains of gold and gems. The view circled around the mountains, as it was trying to find something. The view closed itself up to shadows and darkness in the chamber, lurking and sneaking through. And there, deep in the shadows, underneith the gold, there lay a dragon of fiery red scale. He was sleeping, deep in his dreams and nightmares. He was in his hibernate, impossible to wake up.

Then I was slung back into reality. I screeched out in sheer fear and I fell onto the floor.

Thorin: "Valerie?"

Me: "Run! Its coming! We have to run now!"

The dizziness disappeared and I was able to get back up on my feet. Sweat was pouring down my brow and my cheeks. I ran for the door, when Thorin caught me before I could escape.

Me: "No let go! RUN!"

Thorin: "Calm down! What flew into you?"

I did not respond. Instead I head-butted him with the back of my head. He grunted in pain and let me go. I fled through out from the cell and ran down the hallway towards the long and steep staircase that led back up to the kingdom. But I did not manage to get up the stairs in time before Thorin again caught me and dragged me back into the hallway. I shrieked and squirmed in his grip

Me: "No stop! Get off me!"

Thorin: "You can't go up there! They'll catch you, Valerie!"

I kept on screaming and grunting in his grip. He did not let go, even if I head-butted, bit and stomped on his feet. He wouldn't let me go. Then suddenly, he swiftly turned me around and slapped me hard across the face. There was so much power in the slapp, I automatically spun aroound and fell onto the floor face flat, gasping in shock.

I needed that, I admit I did. I felt the raging fright inside me cool down and I stopped hyperventilating after a few minutes on the floor. Then I felt tired, extremely tired. I rolled around onto my back. I felt my left cheek burning of pain and I also felt it swolling up a bit.

Thorin: "I'm sorry"

Me: "Don't worry I needed that"

He kneeled down beside me and carefully stroke his hand on my swollen cheek. I flinched a bit, but it did not hurt that much.

Thorin: "What happened, Valerie?"

Me: "Nothing"

Thorin: "Don't lie to me"

Me: "It was just something that I imagined and I exaggerated it. It was nothing"

I did not want to tell him of this matter. I did not want to frighten him or stress him. But still I wanted to tell him, persuading him to flee with me and leave before the dragon comes. But I could not. Something inside told me that it was not a good idea, which I couldn't understand how it could be not.

But I listened to that feeling and kept my mouth shut about it. Maybe I was exaggerating, I mean I got one little meaningless vision and I go all mad about it. It was probably just the nerves that was rooking with me, messing up my head. The sorrow was also probably one of the reasons that made me go mad temporary. Or perminantely, I didn't care to be honest. I could let anything happen to me now, I wouldn't care. Emotionless I was at the moment. But I felt very hungry, like I could devour a whole bear.

Me: "I'm hungry"

Thorin: "I can't take you to the kitchens, but I might be able to smuggle down some food and drink for you here"

Me: "I'd love that, Thorin. Could you please do that?"

Thorin: "Aye, but let me take you back to your cell"

He scooted me up in his arms and walked back to my cell. I felt tears streaming down my cheeks. I buried my face in his shoulder as I began to feel very sleepy. He entered the cell and put me down beside the wall. But I embraced him, not letting him go just yet. He embraced me back. Soon the embrace enrolled to a passionate kiss.

After a while, he let me go, but I sat up I pulled him back to me.

Me: "No, don't go yet"

I kissed him again, locking his lips with mine. He hugged with his warm arms, warming me.

I felt the urge to have him again. And it grew fiercer and fiercer by the minute. I guess I was wrong, intimacy was just the thing I needed right now.

After a few minutes, we were in eachother arms, engaging in passionate and sweet love making. This time was ever better than the last. He thrusted into me several times, making my body shake of excitement and lust. I cried out as I felt him go deeper. My hands instinctively grabbed his shoulders and my nails dug into his skin, apparently making him bleed. He went to kiss my neck, biting my skin a bit. Then he whispered into my ear.

Thorin: "Wrap your legs around me, love. It'll help you"

Me: "Help me with what?"

He did not respond, but I obeyed and quickly embraced him with my legs. Then he thrusted again, and I nearly screamed. He thrusted faster as I felt a huge pulse of heat going through my body and I barely could take it anymore. He thrusted one more time, deep and intense. Something inside me started to boil up, heating my body even more. And then, following a few seconds after, I exploded. I let out a high pitch cry as I heard Thorin doing the exact same as me.

My body went limp in his arms; my legs fell off his hips and my hands slammed onto the floor over my head. Thorin fell to my left, his body also going limp of the explosion. I had to catch up my breath to be able to talk. And I felt tired again, exhausted from the sensation. My chest elevated and lowered in hasty movements. I rolled over onto Thorin's chest, he embraced me with his arms as he chuckled. I chuckled with him, although I did not know why we did. It just felt natural to do it, maybe because we were extremely satisfied and pleased with ourselves.

Me: "I love you, so much"

Thorin: "I love you too, Valerie"

Backlash stops

After that beautiful moment, I had started to feel extremely sad, but I was lucky that Thorin was there because he was there to support me through it, giving me his shoulder and concern. Lord, what would I've done without him?

I was in the dungeons for weeks, but Thorin brought me supplies during the nights when the kingdom was asleep. He gave me news almost every night about how Thrór's treasure grew and grew. He was always concerned, I had to help him out with the stress that flared up in him. It was my turn to be there for him, support him through his difficulties, even though I was still mourning my parents by that time. But it was a humble bond we had with eachother. A blessing to our lives and souls. If I would be able to, I would thank the Gods for having him in my life, even if it was only for a short period of time.

After sometime, they came to the dungeons for my rescue. It was one of the most happiest and freeful days of my life. But it was also the saddest and heart-breaking day that took hold. It might've been even sadder than the day when I found my parents.