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Fili went back into the healing room seeing Oin still working on his little brother. He went over to the corner, well out of Oin's way, sat down, and curled up into a ball trying to hide the intense emotion he was feeling. How could everything go so wrong so quickly?
He had no idea how much time passed. He heard Oin working Kili. The dark haired dwarf was silent as Oin worked on him and from where Fili sat he couldn't even hear Kili breathing. Kili would scream out in pain once or twice, but it was always followed by more silence. Fili hated the silence most of all. He heard another dwarf, one who came for the battle with Dain, enter giving Oin some assistance. But, eventually the other dwarf left and Fili sunk deeper into his knees. He hated waiting; he hated not knowing if his brother was going to be alright. He felt tears in his eyes and he knew he would shake every once in a while. Kili couldn't die. He just couldn't. If he did, Fili knew it would be the death of him as well.
"Fili," Oin's old voice called out. Fili finally lifted his head from his knees. "It's Kili. He's-"
"No," Fili shook his head. He couldn't stop the tears even if he wanted to. "Please Oin, don't say it."
"Fili, he's not dead."
"What!?" Fili jumped from the floor. He glanced over at Kili lying still on the bed. "Is he okay? Is he going to be okay?"
Oin half shrugged, "He's stable. His breathing is much stronger and he seems to be breathing on his own with little struggling. These are very good signs Fili."
"So he's going to be okay?" Fili asked hopefully.
"It's hard to say, but he's got a better chance now. He needs to stay strong and keep fighting it. The most important thing for Kili now is for him to keep freely breathing. If he keeps that up and stays strong…I think he will pull through."
"Oh Oin thank you!" Fili hugged the old dwarf in excitement. Fili had no doubt Kili would be strong enough to keep himself alive and keep breathing. Kili was a fighter, always has been. "Can I go to him?"
Oin nodded, "yes, just be careful. He is still weak. Don't try to wake him."
"Will he wake?"
"Maybe, give it time." Oin said truthfully. Fili nodded to Oin and went over to his brother's bedside.
Kili had regained much of his color. He no longer looked deadly pale and his lips had turned pink once more. He had his mouth opened breathing steadily. His chest rose and fell with each one of his breaths making Fili smile. He was breathing loudly taking in deep breaths and having no trouble doing so. Yet, the rest of Kili's body was stiff, like a corpse. Fili focused on Kili's breathing. He was alive, his little brother was alive.
Fili took Kili's, still cold, hand into his rubbing his thumb across the back of his palm. With the other hand he reached out and ran his fingers through Kili's sweaty hair. "It's going to be okay Kili…you're going to be okay." Fili pulled up a chair and sat down next his brother's bed. He watched Kili's chest and rubbed his head a few times still saying that everyone would be alright. Fili hoped Kili could hear him, or at least feel him there. The last thing Fili wanted was his brother thinking he was alone. "I'm here Kili. You're going to be okay, just keep breathing for me okay?"
Thorin knew he deserved everything Fili had said. He knew Fili had every right to be angry at him, to hate him, but that didn't stop it from hurting. The guilt was worse than ever before. He didn't just hurt Kili, he hurt Fili as well. He hurt them both. Fili and Kili: The two people Thorin would die for, if meant keeping them out of harm's way.
Thorin looked at his clothing; they were still drenched Kili's blood. Sighing Thorin knew he should change. He couldn't stand the sight of Kili's blood on him. Deep down Thorin knew that changing into clean clothing would not change the disgust he had from himself, but maybe it would make things…easier.
Taking in a deep breath Thorin left the corridor and made his way to his old chambers to find some new clothing. Thorin avoiding go anywhere near the treasury. He was afraid of what would happen if he got close to that place again. Instead, he went the long way around to his room. He changed and washed the blood off his hands trying his hardest to stay strong. After Thorin changed and cleaned himself off he realized what he had to do.
Thorin nodded to himself and went back to the treasury.
Short chapter again, sorry. Next chapter will be a longer one, I promise! Special thanks to Ozlex: your review made my life! Review please and have a nice day!