Guest review Kyle: For the first review: Wow, I so did not think about that, and I should had rewrite it. But then of course, she ran through the door and went back in. My Word on Mac doesn´t like fanfiction much, so things don't go exactly the way I want it to be. But thank you for noticing that.

For your second review: You´re not getting a bitchy answer, (I hope) it is not a crosscover, I don't see it as such at least. Do you think it's a crosscover? Emilia is a witch that ends up in ME, mostly it is that.

Now on with the story.

Chapter 28

Emilia and Thorin walked to the Front Gate where they saw the Dwarves arrive. All of the Dwarves greeted Thorin, the young, old, children, woman, and warriors. Everyone. Some Dwarf woman even cast a longer look on Thorin, but what Emilia appreciated was that Thorin ignored them completely.

Through the crowd of Dwarves they got through, Emilia saw Fíli and Kili standing with a female Dwarf. She had long dark hair, very much like Thorin, yet in the sunlight she saw the hint of brown that looks a little like Kili´s.

Her hair was braided very beautiful, she had long golden dress.

For Emilia, she had not seen any other Dwarf woman so beautiful, or any woman at all. Even she had beard, Emilia had to admit that, but Dis was very beautiful.

"Sister," Thorin said.

"Thorin!" Dis said in a sweet voice and took Thorin in a hug. She even shared a tear or two. "Oh, my three favourite boys."

"Boys?" They all three said. Dis laughed.

"Yes, boys," she said. "And now I do hear there is another woman here that have to… Sadly… Handle you," she said to Thorin. "Now where is she?" Thorin turned, reached out a hand to Emilia and she took it.

"Dis. This is my future wife, my Queen, Emilia Taylor," Thorin introduced. Emilia almost blushed when he introduced her like that. "Emilia, this is my sister." Dis opened her arms up and took Emilia in a hug.

"Oh finally I can meet you," Dis said. "The Dwarves that told us the news told me everything about you." Emilia looked at her worried.

"I don´t think they know me that well for them to tell you everything," Emilia said.

"Definitely not," Kili said and shared a smile with his older brother. Emilia knew that smile and gave them a deadly look.

"They told me how strong, powerful, beautiful woman you are, even you´re not a Dwarf, but no one cared," Dis said. Emilia looked at her even more concerned. Powerful? She thought. "They know how Thorin looks at you, how much he admires you." Emilia looked at Thorin.

"Beautiful?" Thorin asked. "The Dwarves talk about her? How?" Emilia chuckled.

"Oh don´t worry about that, brother," Dis said. "They all adore her, and they said how much she is doing for Erebor. Not to talk about the war." Emilia suddenly felt a little uncomfortable hearing all this about her. Thorin had to smile and placed a hand on her back.

"Food is ready to be served, for I know you have all had a long journey," Thorin said. The closest Dwarves cheered and soon did the rest.

"My lady," Fíli and Kili said to their mother. They took their elbows out so Dis could take her arms around.

"I do believe I raised my boys well," Dis said. Emilia cough, it made Dis laugh. They all walked to the great halls were food was served. "Now all of you have to tell me about your journey, and how you came across Emilia. Especially you," Dis said to Emilia. "I do think my sons will come up with a slight different tell of the truth."

"No, of course not mother," Fíli said and kissed her head.

"I need to know everything, if they got hurt, also all possibly dangers," Dis said. "So I can go back and give the enemy a big knock on their head for harming my sons and my brother."

"With your strength mother, the heads will fall off," Kili said. Thorin and Emilia walked a little slower behind them.

"I thought you said she overreacted," Emilia whispered to Thorin.

"She is, just wait till everyone tell her what happened," he replied.

"I think she is just being a mother, a mother do overreact," she said. "Mine did ever day. They are only worried about their children." Thorin frowned. "And I can´t believe you two are related."

"How so?" Thorin asked.

"I know you have been through a lot, Thorin, so don´t take this wrong. But she is so happy, smiling." Emilia looked at Dis. She was laughing with her sons and the closest Dwarves. "Can´t say you did that when we met." Thorin chuckled.

"I didn´t know you then," he said and kissed her lips. "But you´ve turned my world upside down. I am forever grateful for it." She smiled and then they entered the great hall. She looked frozen at everything.

"I was here early this morning, and it was nothing here," she said. Thorin laughed.

"Dwarves work fast," he said. "Come." He led her to a table where some of the Company sat. Though Gandalf was not here.

After only thirty minutes the whole hall went quiet and looked towards the big doors that led out. There were of course smaller doors here, but those big doors opened and in came a group of Elves. Dwarves whispered among each other, some even took a better hold on their weapon. Thorin stood up, looking over the Dwarves and saw that was at front, praying it wasn´t King Thranduil. It was Emma, Emilia´s Elf sister. Thorin looked at Emilia who had already walked over to them.

"Emma," Emilia said when she came closer to her. "What are you doing here?"

"We need to talk," Emma said. Emilia took her hands up to let her continue.

"Sure talk," Emilia said. Emma looked at the Dwarves.

"Alone," she said. Thorin came next to Emilia, laid a protective hand on her back.

"What is going on?" Thorin asked them. He would had asked them in a more different voice, a more hateful, if she wasn´t Emilia´s sister.

"We need to talk to Emma, alone," Emilia said.

"Then I mean alone," Emma said.

"What you´re going to tell me, you can tell Thorin too," Emilia said. Emma was about to disagree. "He´s going to be my husband, so everything you want to tell me, I will tell Thorin anyway." Emma looked at them two and then nodded.

They walked to Thorin´s study; it was only they three there. "Now, tell me, why you interrupt such a fine meal," Thorin said and turned to Emma. "Coming here without warning."

"Warning? She´s my sister," Emilia said.

"Yes, you´re right, but I can´t say the same with your guard," Thorin said. Emma sighed.

"Thranduil insisted that I will have someone to protect me," Emma said. Thorin nodded slowly.

"So you call him by his name now," Thorin said.

"Thorin!" Emilia warned him. "Get along would you two? Thorin, we´re getting married and my sister WILL join the wedding, if you like it or not. And if she wants to bring King Thranduil, as her date, so be it." Thorin and Emma looked at her.

"Emilia! Have you ever heard of secrets?"

"Your sister and the Elven king?" Thorin asked Emilia.

"What? I can´t keep it a secret from him," Emilia said. "Beside, you two got to get out sooner or later, even it´s like five thousands years between you two. Anyway. What is so urgent you want to talk to us about?" She asked her older sister.

"You, not us," Emma corrected. "Anyway. Thranduil and I are wondering when you´re coming to the palace. Since you told me in the letter that you need help from Thranduil."

"Help? More like guidance," Thorin whispered. Emilia shot him a glare.

"Please continue," Emilia said to Emma.

"The forest is growing dark, it´s getting worse, and some of the dark trees have reached the palace," Emma told her. "Spiders and Orcs are increasing, even when Sauron has been drawn out of Dol Goldur."

"You know what will happen to the future," Emilia said.

"Yes, I do, but I never read anywhere it was this bad, not so early," she said. "It´s sixty years until the war, Emilia, and I´m not sure what will become of the forest by then."

"The forest will be fine, Emma," she said to her. Emma sighed. Emilia knew this, Emma was worried, she had a bad feeling and Emilia knew that. And most of the time, Emma had right. "Fine, what do you need me for?"

"I need you to use your powers to help us," Emma said.

"Absolutely not," Thorin said.

"She is going to Mirkwood to stay with us anyway," Emma said.

"She doesn´t like using magic, and it will kill her," Thorin said.

"Thranduil will help her," Emma said.

"I don´t trust him. He will keep her alive till the forest is healthy, and leave her for what will become later," Thorin said.

"Do you really believe that?" She asked.

"I know so," he said.

"Emilia is my sister! Thranduil will never get her to harm, because she is my sister! Beside he knows he will have you on his back if something happened."

"You bet I will," Thorin said. Emilia rolled her eyes. "She is not going with you!"

"Thorin," Emilia said calm. "Months ago we said that I had to go, to control my magic. I do believe someday it might take over me, so I have to learn it." Thorin sighed, knowing she had right.

"I know you´re right," Thorin said. He took her hands in his. "We can wait with the wedding." Both Emilia and Emma looked at him shocked. "Beside, I don´t want to be married while Erebor is still in this state, I want it to look better for that day. I do know that woman thinks their wedding day will be the best day of their lives. So they want it to be beautiful."

Emilia went in his arms. "You are too understandable," Emilia said. "And too kind." Thorin chuckled.

"It has to be done, beside, when we are married I´m not letting you leave Erebor without me." Emilia chuckled. She turned to her sister. "I´ll let you two be alone." Thorin kissed the corner of her lips and left the study.

"Even I know it, I´m going to ask anyway… What´s wrong?" Emilia asked. Emma looked at her.

"Nothing," she lied. Emilia took her hands on her hips and raised an eyebrow. "You seem different. Happy and so adult like." Emilia chuckled.

"I am happy," Emilia said. "Are you still mad that I let them live?" She sat down on a chair.

"Nothing I can do about it anyway," Emma said. "But I´m happy for you. You finally found someone; even it had to take a whole new world, for both of us. What would you do if he died?" Emilia did not answer at first. "You would return to Earth?"

"Yes," Emilia finally answered.

"Even when I´m staying here?" Emilia nodded.

"You´re an Elf now, Emma. You will live forever, and I will die by old age or illness. I don´t want you to see me like that." Emma smiled.

"I understand," she answered. "I will let you continue the feast, I will return to the forest." Emilia stood up.

"No, stay," she said.

"No one wants me or my guards here. I only came to say this, I am sure you will come after with a Dwarven escort," she said.

"I come with you," Emilia said.

"No, you need to prepare and say good-byes, you will stay with us few weeks."

"The day is still young, give me few hours. What better escort can I have than Elves, Dwarves don´t know the forest, even I am sure you will meet me at the border," Emilia said. "It´s urgent, your forest needs help. There is nothing I can do here that is already being handled."

"What about your future husband?" Emma asked. Emilia smiled by the words. "And your wedding?"

"Like Thorin said, it can wait. Now you need me, even your King slash lover needs me." Emma chuckled. "And your forest needs me. Thorin will understand that I have to leave now."