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If We Should Die Tonight

Fili gripped Lysa in his arms as more and more shouts could be heard. Lysa gripped at his tunic; her thin body rattling as she coughed harshly. Stroking her face Fili smiled down at her.

"I said I'd get you out."

Smiling up at him Lysa nodded, "I always believed you would."

Fili wanted them to stay like that forever. Just him and Lysa in each – others arms. But as he heard Kili's yells he knew he had a job to do. Lysa was safe. Now he had other things to worry about. Pulling Lysa to her feet he drew his sword. All around him the crowd were watching on. Most were shouting and as he listened Fili realised they weren't shouting in anger but with happiness. They wanted to see Lysa safe! Glancing over Fili saw Kili doing his best to keep Kehal at bay. Fili bit his lip. He wanted to help his brother. He wanted to see Kehal die. But he didn't dare let go of Lysa's hand.

"KILL THEM!"

At the voice Fili glanced up at the balcony. He could see the figure of Elessandra shouting down to the guards that surrounded the scaffold. Glancing at the edges of the crowd Fili saw other guards were moving forward and he knew those ones weren't on their side. Pulling Lysa close he smiled.

"Fili…what are you doing?"

He kissed her hand, "Putting an end to this."

Looking back into the crowd Fili met his uncle's gaze and nodded. Thorin raised his sword and yelled the signal. Fili watched as small pockets of people suddenly began yelling and brandishing weapons. The guards that surrounded the scaffold were doing their best to keep away the crowd that was now pushing against them. Fili kept Lysa close to his body as Kessandra jumped onto the scaffold and wielded her own blade.

"Listen! LISTEN!"

Silence didn't fall but everyone quietened. Kessandra licked her lips and up close Fili cold see how nervous she was. So much depended on this moment. He gave her a reassuring smile and Kessandra gave a firm nod.

"We're not here to save the life of a single slave. But to save the lives of every slave within these walls. For too long my brother, my mother and my ancestors have kept innocents confined within this place! Beating them and forcing them to do things you would never ask a dog to do! Well it ends here!"

Fili's smile widened as Kessandra jabbed a finger at the balcony. Glancing up he realised Elessandra had vanished. Shaking his head he focused back on the crowd. Already he could see many of the nodding.

"This is your chance!" Kessandra cried, "Rise up against the woman who has kept you in chains all these years. Rise up against the woman who would rather throw feasts than care for her people. We may die tonight. But I'd rather die free than as a prisoner!"

Fili was almost taken aback by the sudden roar of noise. Every member of the crowd was cheering and he could see those with weapons were putting them to use against the soldiers. Kessandra winked at him before jumping off the scaffold and into the battle.

"Fili!"

Turning round Fili watched as Kehal kicked Kili in the chest. His brother fell backwards as Kehal stood over him with his sword. Wielding his own Fili had no time to move as Lysa shot past him. Jumping at Kehal she pulled him away from Kili. Fili pulled his brother up and swung his sword at Kehal who pushed Lysa backwards. Fili clapped his brother on the shoulder.

"I need to get Lysa out of here," he muttered, "Can you hold him for a few minutes?"

Nodding Kili clashed his blade with Kehal's. Meanwhile Fili ran past both of them and grabbed Lysa by the hand. Pulling her down the steps he then dragged her underneath the scaffold. Holding her at arms - length he looked her up and down. The bottom of her dress was covered in soot and she winced every time she took a step. Dirt covered her face and her hair fell past her shoulders in a knotted mess. Fili licked his lips – she was the most gorgeous girl he would ever know.

"Fili?"

Shaking his head ever so slightly Fili smiled at her. Wrapping his arm around her waist he pulled her against him.

"I love you."

He thought he'd know what it was like to kiss her by now. But every time he did he was taken aback by the sheer force of passion that ran through his body. Lysa held his hips as they kissed. Fili let his sword fall to the floor and ran his fingers down her face and neck. Breaking apart for air he re took his sword and Lysa blushed madly.

"I've just realised. I haven't thanked you for saving my life."

Fili took her hands and gently ran his thumbs over the marks on her wrists where the ropes had worn her skin away. Trying to ignore the fact they would scar he kissed the inside of each wrist.

"Lysa I'd have willingly died on that pyre alongside you."

Kissing her hand he then glanced out at the ongoing battle. Even though they were going up against well trained soldiers, the majority of slaves and townspeople were managing to keep Elessandra's men at bay. Fili bit his lip. In the space of just a few minutes the sun had set completely. Taking Lysa's hand in his he smiled.

"When I say run; run!"

She nodded and Fili turned back to face the chaos. As shouts and screams rang through his ears he could feel his body start to tremble all over. As Dwalin stabbed a soldier who had been grabbing at Shirin Fili licked his lips.

"Stop it." He whispered. The screams were getting louder now and he could hear Azog's triumphant roars.

"Please stop it!"

"Fili?"

Lysa stood in front of him and Fili shook his head.

"I can't."

"Can't?"

"I can't go out there! He's waiting for me."

Lysa took his face in her hands, "Listen to me Fili. No one is waiting for you. You can do this okay. You're stronger than this."

Nodding Fili smiled down at her and reclaimed her hand.

"Ready…run!"

They ran as though wolves were chasing them. Fili kept Lysa close by his side at all times as he pulled her across the square and up the main steps to the castle. Holding both her hands he kissed her on the forehead.

"Go to my room and lock yourself in. Don't open unless it's me or Kili."

He turned to run back down the steps when Lysa pulled him back.

"Please be careful."

Nodding Fili kissed her gently.

"I promise."

He watched as Lysa ran into the castle. Only when the huge doors shut behind her did Fili allow himself to relax. Turning round he raised his sword and charged towards the carnage.

Every step stung like mad as she ran but Lysa didn't slow down. Her mind was still trying to catch up with everything that had happened. She had been so sure she would die. That she would never see Fili again. But he had saved her. He had come back for her.

Biting her lip Lysa came to a rest at the end of one of the corridors. As grateful as she was to Fili, it was always him saving her. If she went with him to Erebor she'd have to change that. She needed to learn how to defend herself. Brushing her filthy dress down Lysa sighed. Once it had been the most beautiful thing she'd ever owned. Now it was like her old dress. Picking at the skirts Lysa's head snapped up as she heard a noise coming from the corridor that followed on from this one. Peeking around the corner Lysa watched as a woman opened the door to the throne room. There had been a time when the sight of the queen was enough to send fear through her veins. But now all Lysa felt was anger and hate for that woman. She shook her head. Fili had told her to go to his room. He wanted her safe. But she couldn't just turn around and go as though Elessandra wasn't in the castle!

Trying to ignore the pain her feet were in, Lysa hurried towards the doors of the throne room. Taking a deep breath she pushed them open.

"Elessandra!"

The doors slammed behind her. Glancing round Lysa saw the room was void of any life. She shook her head. She had seen the queen enter with her own eyes. Moving towards the throne she wondered if she should leave now. After all she had no weapon. No means of defending herself.

"I must admit I'm surprised to see you here Lysa."

At the queen's voice Lysa spun round. Elessandra paced in front of the doors with a slight smile on her face. As she moved towards the window Lysa inched closer and closer to the door.

"Look at them, "Elessandra sighed, "More than a match for my guards. I'd be surprised if any of my men survive the night."

"You don't sound too upset."

As Elessandra turned Lysa cursed herself. The queen shrugged.

"It proves Kessandra has fire in her blood. But even if all my men die, as long as I am left alive she will have lost," she narrowed her eyes, "And lose she will."

"Give it up Elessandra," Lysa said tiredly, "You're the one who will lose. These people now know they can fight you. They won't rest until they have defeated you and killed you."

The queen laughed, "Is that why you're here? To kill me? Did your precious prince send you here to put an end to me?"

"No," Lysa shook her head, "No I won't kill you. I'm not taking that joy from Kessandra."

The queen inched towards her and Lysa saw that she had two long knives in her hands.

"Very well. But just because you won't kill me; it doesn't mean I won't kill you!"

Lysa ran for the door only for something to trip her up. Falling to the floor her knees banged on the hard stone. Turning onto her back she saw Elessandra standing over her. The queen pressed the tip of the knife into the top of her breast.

"Now then, how should I do this? Quickly or slowly?"

As the blade pierced Lysa's skin she gripped her dress to try and cop with the pain. Elessandra dragged the blade along the top of Lysa's chest; leaving a gaping wound running from one side to the other. As blood began to stain the dress Lysa forced herself to take calming breaths.

"I know everyone wants to die quickly. But after all the trouble you have caused me I want you to suffer. You denied me the chance to watch you burn. You won't deny me the chance to hear your screams!"

Lysa rolled away from the queen and jumped to her feet. Every time she tried to take a breath her chest felt like a knife was being shoved through it. Shaking her head to clear her dodgy vision, Lysa smiled at the queen. Already she could hear the sounds of battle quietening outside.

"Its over Elessandra. You've lost."

"No!" The queen advanced on her, "No as long as I have you those dwarves are powerless. Fili won't let anything happen to his little whore will he?"

Lysa tried to sidestep Elessandra but the queen was faster. Grabbed her by the elbow she spun Lysa round and placed both blades at her neck. Not daring to move Lysa kept her hands by her sides. She could hear shouting coming from the other side of the door. The queen's mouth brushed over her ear.

"I'll let you say goodbye to Fili before I open your throat."

"Please," As she spoke the blades cut into her skin. Elessandra tutted and Lysa gasped as the door burst open and Elessandra forced her to turn around.

"Lysa!"

Thorin, Kili and Kessandra stood in the doorway. All of them had their swords raised and all three looked injured but fine. Forcing a smile onto her face Lysa waited for Fili to join the others. But when he didn't appear she could feel her hands shake. The queen laughed.

"Looks like your prince won't arrive in time for the goodbyes. Move!"

As she moved towards the others Lysa could see the fear on their faces. Thorin growled.

"Let her go Elessandra."

"I'm not stupid Thorin."

"No," Kessandra said, "No you aren't."

Lysa's mouth dropped as Kessandra dropped her sword and raised her hands.

"Let her go in exchange for me."

"NO" Kili tried to pull her back but Kessandra stepped away from him. Lysa watched as she faced her mother.

"Lysa's worthless to you. I'm the real threat. I'm the one who has a right to this throne. Let Lysa go. Let them all go and you can have me," she paused, "To do with as you wish."

"Kessandra get back here!" Kili snapped.

Lysa stiffened as the blades dug even more into her neck. The pain in her chest was off the scale now.

"And if I wish to have you publicly executed for treason?"

"You can do it. But you have to let them return to Erebor."

As the blades came away from her neck Lysa gaped at Kessandra who gave her a smile. Elessandra shoved her forward.

"We have a deal."

"No!" Kili tried to run forward but Thorin held him back, "No. Kessandra please!"

Lysa walked towards the princess who smiled and winked at her.

"It'll be fine Lysa. Trust me."

Nodding Lysa hurried forward to join Thorin and Kili. Both of them smiled at her whilst turning their sights back onto Elessandra. She dug the very tip of one of her blades into Kessandra's chin.

"Elessandra listen to me!" Thorin cried, "You're men have surrendered. We have control of both this castle and the town. You've lost."

Elessandra didn't glance his way as she spoke.

"And who will run this kingdom if my daughter dies?"

"Touch her and I'll kill you!" Kili screamed. Lysa took the knife Thorin offered her and gripped it tightly. Elessandra raised an eyebrow. She carried on staring at Kessandra.

"I will have you killed for this!"

Lysa watched with baited breath as Kessandra smiled.

"That might be tricky given I'll have killed you first."

Elessandra had no time to react as Kessandra knocked the blade away with one arm and kicked her mother in the stomach. Elessandra's blades clattered to the floor and Kessandra produced her own knife. Lysa watched as it spun through the air – landing in Elessandra's stomach. The queen looked down at herself and she placed one hand over the wound as she fell to her knees.

"Kessandra..?"

"It's over mother," Kessandra said as the turned and began walking back to the others. Lysa didn't have to look to know Kili was on the brink of tears. However, as her gaze remained on the figure of Elessandra she saw the queen pull the knife out and raise her arm to throw it in the direction of Kessandra's back. Forcing herself to move Lysa ran forward and pushed the princess behind her. The knife sank into the very top of her thigh and had it not been for Kessandra's arms she would have fallen. Her knees gave way and she sank to the floor. Kessandra held her close.

"Oh my..! Lysa why did you do that?"

"You gave yourself up for me. I was returning the favour."

As Kili knelt beside her Lysa smiled at him. He took her hand tearfully.

"Thank you for saving her."

He kissed her on the forehead before taking her hands and pulling her to her feet. Lysa couldn't help her scream as the blade was pulled out. Kessandra wrapped an arm around her waist in order to support her as Lysa stared at Elessandra's dying body.

"I never though such a day could come," tears dripped down her face. Kessandra smiled.

"Today is that day."

Smiling Lysa turned back towards the door and screamed. She heard Thorin curse and out of the corner of her eye she saw Kili load an arrow to his bow and take aim. Kehal stood in the doorway. He was covered in dirt and blood and his face was swollen from all the bruises. But none of that seemed to bother him as he smiled at them all.

"It seems you all forgot about me."

Lysa shook her head weakly and Kehal nodded at her. She gripped Kessandra as she saw the huge knife that Kehal was holding in his hand.

The knife that was being dug into Fili's throat.

Just when you thought this would be the end I give you this! But given how much of a b*****d Kehal is I figured this fitted him well. But at least Elessandra has been dealt with now. I wanted Kass to be the one to do it; it seemed right after everything that had happened. Let me know what you think xxx