A.N. Okay, so I had a really hard time writing this chapter because I was slightly uncomfortable with making a good guy into a bad one but yeah...so I apologize in advance. Please review and let me know what you think!
Beorn walked into his house after the hobbit and dwarves dispersed. He had a tentative plan in mind for winning the woman's affections and was slowly thinking it over. His thoughts about the waterfall at the edge of his lands were interrupted by loud shouting coming from the bedroom that Faline was staying in. He could hear her voice and what sounded suspiciously like the dwarf king's voice. Moving quickly, Beorn had almost reached the door when he heard a loud shout of, "Why won't you let me love you?! You may be a monster when you change, but when you're human I just want to claim you as mine!" This was quickly followed by the sound of something being thrown and missing.
Faline stood in the bedroom that she had been roughly pulled into as soon as she stepped into the house. Her hands were in fists by her side and her body was quivering with anger. Thorin had brought her in here to "confess his love" but Faline knew he only wanted to take her as a temporary mate to alleviate his needs during this quest. At his last statement, she had thrown one of Beorn's heavy lamps at the dwarf's head but in her anger had missed terribly. Her brain had registered the sound of footsteps walking to the door and standing there. She could hear the person turn around and begin to walk away, most likely to give them privacy. "I am not an object to be claimed Thorin! I belong to no one besides myself! I have always been a shape changer and I always will be! You can't pick and choose which part of me accept and dismiss! I am not some toy that you can play with until the end of your quest only to be thrown away once you have your throne back! I refuse!"
Faline watched as Thorin's face went slowly from anger to sadness then finally settled into a cold, unreadable mask. She didn't like that face because she could never predict Thorin's next move when he looked like that. "Well, since you refuse to see the benefits of joining with me on civil terms I suppose I'll just have to take drastic measures." He slowly began circling around Faline like a hunter, his arms clasped behind his back as he looked her up and down. Just as he predicted, Faline dove quickly for her sword that was lying by the door. Thorin intercepted her, tackling her about the waist before pinning her to the floor under him. He used his knees to pin her hips and his hands to keep her from lashing out. Bringing his face down to hers, he slowly inhaled her scent before kissing her roughly being careful to avoid her teeth.
Panicked as she was, her mind couldn't even comprehend trying to shift into any animal. Fear, sharp and toxic, filled her brain erasing any thoughts of fighting. No man had ever touched her like this. She had avoided most forms of contact and therefore had never been mated. Faline screamed at her body to move, struggle, do something but her body refused to acknowledge the command. Every part of her was caught in terror. Thorin reached down and slid his hand down her collar bone and over her left breast, moaning softly on her mouth while still kissing her. His hand and moan were enough to break her out of her panic. She began frantically struggling, trying to buck the huge Dwarf off her but he was too heavy. Scream. Call out his name and he'll save you. Listening to the voice in her head, she bit down hard on Thorin's bottom which caused him to pull away quickly.
"BEORN!" came Faline's loud scream from the bedroom, stopping Beorn's conversation with the wizard. Without even a thought, Beorn immediately ran to the bedroom and threw the door open. What he found shocked and angered him to the point that he was seeing only shades of red. Thorin Oakenshield was lying on top of Faline, her hands pinned above her head and a red mark on her cheek that was quickly forming into the shape of a handprint. Roaring his anger, Beorn pulled the dwarf king off Faline and held him at eye level before bellowing into his face. Then he turned and roughly tossed Thorin out into the hallway before slamming the door and locking it. Standing next to the door, Beorn yelled through it to Gandalf who he knew was near enough to hear him. "You take care of that barbarian yourself before I come back through this door and rip his throat out with my hand!"
Turning around, Beorn's eyes quickly found Faline who was pressed against the wall and curled into the tightest ball possible. Moving over to her, Beorn whispered her name softly until she looked at him. He knew it was unwise to touch her at this moment; in fact she may even rip his throat out unintentionally. "He is gone Faline and he will never touch you again." Beorn spoke softly, something that he knew surprised Faline immensely. Looking around the room as if to decide to herself, the woman leaned towards Beorn and whispered softly "How can you say that he won't touch me again? I cannot escape him forever." Smiling slightly and allowing himself a small hope, Beorn stared into her green eyes. "I can say that because, if you allow it, I will not let you out of my sight long enough for him to get anywhere near you." When she closed her eyes and didn't react to his words, Beorn closed his eyes and dipped his head. This wasn't going how he wanted it to. He had planned to take her on a picnic dinner tonight, tell her of his growing feelings, and show her the waterfall. Then Oakenshield had to lay his filthy hands on her and now she was completely terrified. Beorn kept his eyes closed as he continued cursing Thorin.
His eyes shot open as he felt a soft hand on his bearded cheek. Green eyes stared up at him and her face had a soft smile on it. She could tell that he was upset and she assumed that it was because of Thorin. Faline knew she didn't want him upset and his offer did sound lovely. "I would like it very much if I could stay close to you from now on." As she said this, she slid forward and laid her head against Beorn's chest. She fit perfectly against him like she knew she would and a content sigh left both their lips at the same time. Things would be alright now and no stupid Dwarf could interfere with it. Not when the two changers had finally accepted their friendship with each other.
