I am not sorry for the things I have done. But don't worry, things can't get much worse…or can it? Hehehe.

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"NOOOOO!"

Thorin lifted his head from Kili's hair to see Dwalin running at them. Dwalin reached Thorin looking absolutely terrified.

"Dwalin…," Thorin spoke through his tears. "Help him! Get him to Oin!"

Dwalin nodded. He bent over and Thorin handed Kili over to him. Kili let out a faint grunt as he moved into Dwalin's strong arms. The bald dwarf pulled Kili in closer and ran out of the treasury with kili n his arms telling him to hold on.

Thorin watched as his old friend carried his nephew away. He prayed to Mahal that it was not too late and that Kili would live. Thorin slowly stood back up still breathing heavily. Glancing down he saw that his clothing was covered in blood. His hands started to shake as he saw how stained they were. Letting out an angry grunt he took off all the rings on his fingers and threw them to the floor. He also took off his necklaces and ripped the clips out of his arm. They only made him feel sick. The only made him feel guilty.

He stabbed Kili, he killed Kili. No! He will live; he has to live! Thorin told himself. He looked down at the small puddle of blood at his feet feeling more tears in his eyes. Thorin remembered everything Kili had said before he impaled him. He remembered Kili trying, begging, him to break free of the madness. He remembered Kili's words about how he would follow him, how he was always loyal, and how he cared about him. Thorin sighed heavily hating himself. He hurt Kili, loving, pure Kili.

Taking in a deep breath Thorin left the treasury. He had already let the gold keep him from his injured nephew once, he was not going to let it happen again.

Dwalin never ran so fast in his life. He remembered running once to get Thrain after Frerin fell off a ledge and hurt his leg, but even then could not compare to how he ran now. He could not let Kili die. Yet, Kili's head bopped with his movements and Dwalin saw his chest was not raising and lowering with breath. "Hold on Kili," he kept saying.

When he reached the corridor that lead to Oin's healing room he yelled for the old dwarf in desperation. Dwalin ran into the healing room and laid Kili down on the bed.

"What happened!?" Oin yelled seeing Kili. He instantly started putting pressure on the wound.

"I don't know. Kili went to the treasury and when I focused my way in to stop him I heard Thorin yelling out. I found him like this." Dwalin said not taking his eyes of Kili. He could see breath coming from his lips, but it was shallow and barely there.

"He's been stabbed," Oin observed. He ordered Dwalin to put pressure on the wound as he stitched it up. The bleeding made it hard to see where Oin was sowing, but he didn't stop. "Dwalin, get Fili…in case…," Oin never finished his sentence. "Go, you will only get in my way. Hurry!"

Dwalin nodded, gave one last worried glance to Kili's sweaty pale face and left to get Fili. As he walked though the corridor he spotted Thorin standing outside one of the rooms. Dwalin paid no attention to him; instead, he continued on his way to get Fili.

Thorin took a seat on the bench outside of Oin's healing room. After Dwalin had left Oin had drawn the curtain and Thorin knew it would be best to wait outside. He could hear Oin cursing loudly as he worked. Thorin felt his heart skin lower into his chest as each moment passed. The guilt was almost too much to bear. He wanted to die. He would too if it meant Kili would be alright. He wished he could take it back, he wished he could trade their places.

"KILI!" a voice screamed out. Thorin knew it was Fili.

The blond dwarf ran passed Thorin not even seeing him. Fili ran into the healing room still screaming his brother's name. Thorin could hear Fili pleading with his brother to wake up, to be alright. His voice broke Thorin.

"Kili, Kili I'm here!" Fili cried when he reached his brother's bed side. "Kili, open your eyes. Come on, Kili stay with me! Don't give up!" he took his brothers hand. It was cold. "Oh Kili! Please Kili! Kili!" Fili pressed his brother's hand to his face. "Tell me his going to be alright Oin! Tell his going to be okay!" Fili screamed the old dwarf.

"Oh Fili…," Oin said.

"No! No! Don't you dare say he's going to die!" Fili yelled at Oin. "He's going too alright! I know he is! He's going to be alright!" Fili back to his brother, "you are going to make it Kili…you have to! Don't leave me Kili! Kili please! Just wake up! Kili stay with me! Kili please, come on Kili!"

"Fili, I need to keep working on him, you need to leave," Oin told him.

"No! I'm not leaving him!" Fili yelled.

"Fili, please you need to leave. It is the only way I can fix him."

Fili shook his head, "but he needs me."

Oin nodded and put his hand on Fili's shoulder. "I know, but right now he needs medical treatment more. Please Fili, I cannot help him with you here. Please, Kili needs space." Fili reluctantly nodded, gently put Kili's hand down at his side and left the healing room.

As Fili stepped out of the room Thorin stood up and faced him. Fili spotted him and the look of sadness turned to hate and anger. "You did this, didn't you?" Fili asked through his teeth. "You stabbed him. DIDN'T YOU?" Fili yelled at his uncle.

Thorin hung his head. "Yes, I did," he said softly.

Fili cursed loudly and punched Thorin hard across the face sending him backwards a few steps. Fili cursed again punching Thorin with the other hand. This time Fili broke skin. Thorin stumbled back almost falling over. "How could you!?" Fili screamed.

"I'm sorry Fili…the gold-" Thorin was cut off by another punch to the face.

"NO! You don't get to use that excuses! You stabbed him Thorin! YOU! My brother is in there fighting for his life and it's because of you!" Fili punched him again, his knuckles now spattered with blood. "Kili was trying to help you! Out of everyone he was the only one to never doubt you! He always thought of you and believed in you, uncle and you STABBED HIM! You tried to murder him!"

"I know."

"You know and you didn't…?" Fili shook his head feeling angry tears rolling down his face. "If he dies it will be your fault! You would have killed your own nephew! You will have killed my only brother!"

"I know. I am sorry Fili. I could not see. If I could take it back I would. I never wanted to hurt Kili or you."

"No, you don't get to be sorry! You don't get to say 'you didn't mean it' it's too late for that! You can't take it back, you can't undo this! You did hurt him! You caused this and nothing will change that!" Fili punched Thorin one more time.

"Damn you!" Fili yelled then calmed down a little. "I hate you Thorin. You are no uncle of mine. Not now, not ever. Go back to the treasury where you belong, leave me and my brother alone." Fili glared at Thorin then reentered the healing room. He would rather sit in the corner and watch Oin as he worked than spend one more second with Thorin.

And we are back to the angst. It may take some time for Fili and Thorin to be okay again (if ever). And it may take some time for Kili to be okay again (if ever hehehe).

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