I know this chapter is going to be hard to write, so just stick with me. I personally am I very forgiving and not angry person so I have a hard time writing anger and not forgiving.

Disclaimer- I'm running out of new ways to say I don't own anything.

Thorin stood outside the treasury unsure of himself. The guards had opened the doors and stepped aside, yet Thorin was still hesitant to enter. He didn't know if he was strong enough to reenter that place without falling. He took a deep breath and entered the treasury. The guards slammed the door behind him.

Alone, Thorin stood by the doors facing the massive piles of treasure. He instantly started to breath heavily and his heart began to ache. He felt his body, his soul, wanting to go farther into the treasure room. His inside screamed at him to jump into a pile of gold and never leave. His fingers yearn to touch the gold, to stroke it and hold it. Thorin gripped a fist stopping himself from reaching out to the treasure. He began to choke on his own breath. This heart craved the gold. He felt his whole body tense up. The pain in his chest was the worst of all.

Thorin willed himself not to go to the gold. He kept his feet where they stood and kept his hand from reaching out to the coins. He had to beat the gold. He had to be stronger than it. He had to, for Fili and Kili's sake, and partly his own.

"I will not," Thorin said in a pained voice. "I will not fall. I am not my grandfather. I will not let you control me." He spoke to the gold as though it was a person and had a mind of its own. "I will not make the mistakes my grandfather did. I will not let my greed bring harm to others. I will not fall." A strong headache plowed into Thorin's mind and the loud screams from before filled his thoughts. "No!" He yelled. "I am not my grandfather. It is only gold! I am stronger than it. I will not be driven mad! And I will not hurt my kin again! Do you hear me!?" He yelled at the piles of treasure. "You have no power over me! The greed and gold lust of my ancestors ends with me! Never again will I let it hurt those I love! Do you understand me!? You will never hurt my nephews again!" Thorin yelled to the gold. Naturally, there was no answer.

Thorin calmed down a bit. The screams in his head died down and the headache became less painful. He kept looking at the gold, but for the first time he no longer saw something beautiful and perfect; instead, he only saw Kili's blood coving the ground. Nodding Thorin knew he had beaten the sickness.

Thorin went back down to healing room. He knew beating the sickness would not stop Fili from hating him, but it made Thorin feel better. Thorin sat down on the bench outside the healing room that Kili was in and waited.

Fili sat by Kili's bed as the hours passed. He kept watching his chest rise and fall and rubbing Kili's hand. Once in a while Oin would come over and check on him, saying at Kili was looking better each time.

After about two hours Kili closed his moth and began to breathe through his noise, which Oin said was a really good sign. Fili couldn't help but smile and say encouraging words to his still sleeping brother. Fili rested his head on the bed next to Kili's shoulder and fell asleep without realizing it.

Fili slowly opened his eyes finally learning that he had fallen asleep. He glanced up to see that Oin was cleaning Kili's wound.

"How long was I asleep?" Fili asked.

"Only a few hours, you needed the rest," Oin told Fili finishing up redressing Kili's wound.

Fili glanced at the wound, it looked much better than it did before: most of the swelling had gone down. "How is he doing?"

"Good, I really think he is going to be alright."

"Thank you again Oin," Fili smiled. "On behalf of the line of Durin you have my upmost thanks." Fili said trying to sound proper. He wanted Oin to know that saving Kili meant everything to him.

Oin just gave a sad smile, "speaking of the line of Durin. What are you going to do about Thorin?"

Fili's nostrils flared, "what about him?"

"Well, he's been sitting outside for as long as you have been sitting inside," Oin told the prince. Fili glanced at the door. "I know it is not my place, but maybe you should go speak with him. He is just as worried about Kili as you are. As his oldest maybe you should tell him Kili is going to be alright. I haven't had the chance to tell him yet. He still thinks Kili might not…"

Fili glared at Oin, "if it wasn't for Thorin I would never have to worry if Kili was going to be alright. It's his fault Oin, don't forget that." Fili looked down at his brother. Had Thorin really waited outside all this time? Fili remembered yelling at him to go back to the treasury and stay there, but he hadn't. He stayed, like the uncle he knew always would.

"You can tell him Oin, I want nothing to do with Thorin ever again. As far as I am concerted he is no longer my uncle, nor is he my king. Tell him the dwarf he stabbed in cold blood will be fine if you want. Tell him he should be thanking Mahal he is alright and that it is no thanks to him," Fili told Oin.

"I am not going to say that Fili," Oin gave a sad sigh and left the healing room.

Thorin stood up the moment he saw Oin. "Is he? Is he alright? Is Kili alright?" Thorin asked in a hurried nervous voice.

Oin nodded, "he will be fine. We are waiting for him to wake up." Oin pressed a hand on Thorin's shoulder then walked on by out the corridor.

Thorin thanked Mahal more times than he could count. He had never felt such joy than hearing the news his youngest nephew was going to be okay. Thorin wanted to go inside the healing room and be with him. He wanted to watch over Kili until he woke, like he did when they were young, but Thorin knew that was unwise. It was, after all, his fault Kili was injured. He caused the wound and tried to murder his kin. He was unworthy to be at Kili's side. He had no right to be there to comfort him, not after what he did.

Then, of course, there was Fili, who would probably kill him if he got too close to Kili. Thorin sighed, he wanted more than anything to see Kili again. Thorin wanted to say sorry a million more times and show Kili that he had beaten the gold sickness just as he wanted. Yet, Thorin knew it would best to stay away. He caused Kili enough pain; he didn't want to cause more. He sat back down and waited, for what he didn't know.

After a minute or two Fili guessed that Oin was not coming back. He sat alone next to Kili's bed listing to him breathing quietly. He felt his eyes grow heavy and sleep taking him again. He closed his eyes only for a moment.

"Fi…Fili?" a small voice called out.

Fili's eyes shot open. He stood up from the chair seeing Kili's eyes were slightly opened. "Kili!" Fili cheered. He put his hand on Kili's shoulder smiling from ear to ear.

"W-Where am….I?" Kili asked weakly he eyes shut again.

"You're in the healing room! Oh Kili, I'm so glad you're okay!"

Kili let out a pained breath, "what happened?"

Fili took a moment to answer. "Do you not remember?"

"I do…my head just hurts a little that's all." Kili said and the room grew silent. Kili opened his eyes once more and glanced around the empty healing room. "I saw him Fili."

"What do you mean?"

Kili looked over at Fili with tired eyes. "I saw Thorin, the real Thorin. He was there…in the treasury. He held me…until I passed out. It was him Fili. It was the real Thorin," Kili said slowly and softly. "I thought…I thought he broke free of it. I thought he'd be here too." Kili closed his eyes again, but did not fall back sleep. "I want him here."

Fili sighed and glanced up at the door. "He stabbed you Kili. He tried to kill you!"

Kili used all of his energy to slightly shake his head. "No…you know what we say. It wasn't him. But Thorin…he…I saw our uncle."

"Oh Kili."

"I just-t wish…he stayed our uncle, for a little longer," Kili said sadly.

Fili sighed, "oh Kili." He glanced back up at the door. "Kili wait here, I'll be right back alright? I promise I will right by your side again, there is just something I have to do."

"…okay," Kili whispered too weak and tired to hear what Fili actually said. He assumed Fili was saying something about getting better.

Fili put aside his anger and went outside to the corridor. Kili wanted his uncle, he wanted to know Thorin was there, which he was. Fili wasn't going to let his anger for Thorin get in the way of what Kili wanted. Deep down Fili could not understand how Kili could still separate their uncle and the gold sickness. Thorin stabbed him, gold sickness or not, it was still Thorin. Yet, Kili didn't see it that way. Fili, one the other hand, now had no idea what to think.

Thorin didn't notice him when Fili walked out the healing room. Thorin's head was in his hands, he looked as though he had been crying. "Thorin…," Fili said softly.

Thorin looked up, saw Fili and stood up. He opened his mouth to say something, but closed it, afraid of saying the wrong thing.

"Kili is…he's going to be okay," Fili said softly not looking at his uncle. "He's awake now."

"He is?" Thorin said in a hopeful voice. "How is he feeling?"

"Do you really care?" Fili asked finally looked up, glaring at Thorin dead in the eye.

Thorin nodded, "yes I do."

"Are you going to hurt him?" Fili sounded as though he was warning Thorin not too.

"Never." Thorin said. "Fili, I am sorry for what I did. I know I can never take it back. You were right, it is my fault. I have no right to be your uncle. If you want me to leave, I will."

"I do want you to leave, but this isn't about me. This is about Kili. He…he wants you to be in there with him. He wants you by his side like you were when we were kids. He wants to know that you have left the treasury. That you beat the gold, that's all he cares about. Kili still believes in his uncle. I don't know how, but even after what you did he still isn't mad. He doesn't blame you or hate you. He only cares about you being our uncle, our real uncle."

"I know," Thorin said. Fili narrows his eyes. "After I…when I came to my senses Kili smiled. He was dying, but he smiled, he said he was glad. He said he was happy that I was back to being myself and-"

Thorin was cut off by Fili punching him across the face again. "HOW COULD YOU!?" Fili felt tears in his eyes. He had no idea Kili was happy to die if it meant getting their uncle back. "Kili just wanted his uncle! He had to nearly die to do that! And now, even now, he doesn't blame you! He just wants you with him! He still wants his uncle! He isn't mad or angry or anything at you because he still thinks of you as his uncle!" Fili shook his head crying. "He is your nephew! You are his uncle…you're my uncle…," Fili sobbed. "But you are more than that to us, so much more! And Kili, Mahal Kili, can't bring himself to hate you even after you tired to kill him because how much you mean to us!" Fili's emotions were overflowed.

Fili began to cry and yell through his tears. "I don't get it! Why doesn't he blame you!? Why doesn't he hate you!? Why can't he see it's your fault? Why is glad you're back after what you did!? How can he smile after he nearly died!? How is he still able to see you as his uncle? Why can't he see that you hurt him? Why can't he hate you? Why can't I hate you?"

Thorin let out a faint gasp noticing Fili's slip of the tongue. "Fili," Thorin reached out his hand, but Fili knocked it away. "I am sorry. Please just-"

"We should get inside, before Kili falls back asleep," Fili cut Thorin off no longer able to stand having this conversation. He just wanted to get away from Thorin. As we tunred to back inside he looked at Thorin and warned, "If you try to hurt him or act like you did with the gold sickness I will kill you. Kili may still see you as his uncle, but I don't."

Wow, that was really hard to write. I'm sorry if it came out bad. Fili is just having a hard time dealing with Thorin. Kili's words about being happy to see Thorin even after he stabbed him really affected Fili and he doesn't know how to deal with it. We'll see how he handles it later.