"You killed them all," Bain says in awe, looking first at the corpses of dead Orcs, and then at the two Elven warriors.
"There are others," Legolas says to the captain of the Elven guard, cleaning the Orc blood from his blades. "Tauriel, come."
Tauriel begins to follow her prince, but hesitantly glances back at Kili in indecision. She stops by the door when Oin says, "We're losing him."
Legolas nods in understanding, saying, "Tauriel," before leaving to follow the surviving Orc pack.
Fili speaks soothingly to his brother, trying to slow down his heightened breathing. The pain filled cries of the youngest Dwarf wrench Kristie's heart; she looks desperately to the Elf, hoping that Tauriel will be able to save him.
Hearing footsteps coming from outside, Tauriel looks through the front door and sees Bofur, holding a bruised and wilting handful of kingsfoil.
"Athelas," Tauriel says in awe, taking the weed from the confused Dwarf's hand. "Athelas."
"What are you doing?" he says questioningly.
She whispers hopefully, "I'm going to save him," clutching the plant as if it were her life force.
Thorin, coming to his senses, decides that the company needs to rescue their burglar from whatever foe he faces inside the mountain.
Making their way down the quiet caverns of Erebor, the company follows Thorin, who has gained some ground on them and advanced far ahead of their view.
Finally, the company finds Thorin and Bilbo facing an unknown enemy. Turning around the corner, the Dwarves find themselves face to face with Smaug the Terrible.
"You will burn!" Smaug yells, steadily approaching the company and breaking some of the towering columns.
"Run!" Thorin yells, and the Dwarves jump onto the large pile of gold beneath them just as the dragon breathes fire. Tripping and stumbling over the gold coins and goblets, the company makes its way toward any form of shelter they can find.
Kristie, noticing Oin and Fili lifting Kili off the ground, clears the dining room table so there is enough room to lay the injured Dwarf.
Fili takes his place next to Kili's head, trying to keep him still and calm him down at the same time.
Looking to Tauriel, Kristie sees the Elf forming the kingsfoil into a salve.
"Hold him down," Tauriel says, calmly walking over to the Dwarf's injury. Fili and Bofur struggle to keep Kili's torso still, and Kristie helps hold down Kili's leg.
Taking a lump of the pasty green medicine, she presses it into the wound and recites and Elvish incantation, "What grace has been given to me. Let it pass to him. Let him be spared." The Elf repeats this incantation several times, putting all her focus into healing Kili's wound.
As she continues to repeat the incantation, Kili begins to thrash and scream even more, fighting against the Dwarves who are trying to help him.
Fili shushes his brother, holding him down and whispering inaudibly. Kili seems to calm a little at his brother's words, and finally his breathing evens out and he stills.
"We've given him the slip," Dori whispers as the Dwarves cautiously walk through the silent chambers.
"No," Dwalin says, looking around. "He's too cunning for that."
"So, where to now?" Bilbo asks, looking to Thorin.
"The Western Guardroom," he replies. "There may be a way out."
Balin walks closer to his king and says, "It's too high. There's no chance that way."
"It's our only chance. We have to try. Come on."
The Dwarves silently walk down the cavernous hallways, but stop short when they hear a coin drop.
Thorin pauses, causing the rest of the company to stop as well. They all look around carefully, to see if any of them have accidentally picked up a coin in their efforts to escape the dragon.
Looking up, they see Smaug slowly slinking across the rafters above them.
Seeing that the dragon has not noticed them, Thorin gestures for the company to cautiously inch forward.
"I've heard tell of the wonders of Elvish medicine," Oin says to Fili. "That was a privilege to witness."
"I do believe that he'll be alright," Kristie says to Fili, causing the Dwarf to smile for the first time in days.
"Thank you," Fili nods to her in gratitude. Turning to Oin as well, he adds, "Both of you. I doubt he would be here if it weren't for you two."
Kristie smiles at Fili and puts a comforting hand on his shoulder. "You're a good brother, Fili. Kili is lucky to have you."
Turning her attention to said patient, she listens to the quiet conversation between the Dwarf and the Elf
"Tauriel," Kili whispers. The Elf turns at the mention of her name and looks down to her patient.
"Lie still."
"You cannot be her," he says, looking at the captain of the guard in awe. "She is far away. Sh-she is far, far away from here. She walks in starlight in another world."
Tauriel lightly rests her hand on Kili's as he speaks in a soft voice. "It was just a dream."
Kristie looks longingly at Tauriel when Kili says, "Do you think she could have loved me?"