Disclaimer: I don't own any familiar characters, and or anything pertaining to the world of the Hobbit. All, but my ocs, are owned by J.R.R Tolkien (who probably hates us for doing this to his work).

Chapter 16

Magdalen stared up at the ceiling, her hands resting on her stomach feeling the movement of her breathing. Thorin's words echoed in her mind. What if Gandalf couldn't help her get back home, what would she do then? Would the people of Dale even accept her, the dwarves found her odd she could imagine what the men of this world would think of her. A wave of thoughts and anxiety mounted and she felt the weight of the room sit on her chest.

How could Thorin think she was interested in Kili, he was like a brother to her. She had done nothing to suggest otherwise, and neither had he. She should have punched Thorin while she had the chance, king or not. He was a stubborn jerk that was stuck in his xenophobic ways. Her stomach churned as the anxiety filled her body, her hands shook slightly. Magdalen took a deep breath trying to control her breathing. She froze hearing the door of her apartment open, turning onto her side wrapping her arm around her pillow.

"Maggie" Called Kili from the other side of her door. He pounded on the door.

"Maggie, I'm coming in!" Magdalen groaned pulling her pillow over her head ignoring Kili's incessant calling.

"Go away Kili. I don't feel good." Magdalen lie was muffled by her pillow.

Kili swung open her door; light streamed through the darkness warming her face. She peered at Kili's figure before darting back under the pillow.

"Magdalen what are you doing, you weren't at breakfast this morning. Dwalin said you didn't make a peep at training this morning. Amad is worried; she sent me to check on you." Kili could hear her faint sniffles as she curled into her blankets.

He snatched her blankets away revealing her in the fetal position. Kili was taken back by his friend's appearance. Her face usually smooth skin was red and blotchy. Her nose was running, and her cheeks swollen with paths of tears running down them. Her honey blonde hair was stringy and stuck every which way.

"What is wrong?" He said quietly leaning over her bed.

Magdalen quickly wiped away her tears, trying to make herself presentable. She sat up not making eye contact with Kili.

"I told you I don't feel good." Her voice was hoarse and dry.

Kili slowly made his way to her side of the bed kneeling beside her so that he was at her eye level.

" Maggie, do you need me to call Deamra? I will get Amad she'll know how to help."

Kili began to mutter a list of things he was going to get her. Magdalen smiled at the worry in Kili's eye; sometimes he acted like a mother hen. She reached out resting her hand on his arm, patting it gently to get his attention.

"I'm fine it's just I-I've just been feeling a bit sad lately… Missing home, you know." She added quietly.

As much as she hated Thorin, Kili admired his uncle. She knew if she told Kili what Thorin had said he would hate his uncle. She wasn't going to get between family.

Kili furrowed his eyebrows his warm eyes searching her face deep in own thought. Kili sprung up startling Magdalen. Racing around her be he sprung for the door, stopping at her doorway pointing at her. "Get dressed; I know what will make you feel better." A goofy smile grew across his face before he disappeared back into her living room.

"Kili, "She called after him getting out of her bed. "What are you talking about?"

He was at the door when she caught sight of him, smiling like a madman. "Meet me in the stables in an hour, wear something comfortable and bring spare clothes!" He commanded cheerfully one last time before he disappeared into the hallway.

"He's so weird…" Magdalen mumbled to herself as she walked back into her room preparing for whatever Kili had in store.

It took Magdalen a bit longer than an hour to find the stables. She hadn't been on the ground floor of the mountain since Kili had taken her to the marketplace. Choosing not to adventure past her daily route from her bedroom to the had asked three dwarves directions to the stables, and four wrong turns later she finally asked one of the guards for assistance. The two guards she approached were apprehensive at first, but the guardswoman had reluctantly taken her to her destination.

"Here you are, my Lady." The woman offered with a small bow.

Magdalen shifted following her movement. It was still hard to get used to the idea of Middle Earth etiquette. No one bowed in Avalon or called anyone 'My Lord' or 'My Lady.' If they did, they would get weird looks.

"Thank you, Miss…"

"Carena, my Lady," Carena replied taken back that the girl had taken the time to learn her name.

Magdalen smiled at her "Thank you, Miss Carena."

Carena stiffly bowed her head leaving Magdalen to her business. Magdalen watched the guardswoman disappeared around the corner turning to look down the hall that was made up the stable. Rows of pens cover the walls; the smell of hay and animal filled the warm air. Magdalen peered into one of the pens to find a large mountain ram chewing away at its feed. It thick horns curled in toward its colossal skull. The ram looked up at her. It's golden eyes studying at her as it chewed.

Do dwarves ride rams?

"Miss Magdalen!" A voice called from behind her.

A small dwarf opened his thick arms to her coming to her side. He dressed in simple clothes and smelled of animal. His silver hair was styled into a ponytail at the nape of his neck, three braids divided his beard up golden clasps were at the end of each twist. His green eyes sparkled at her, his smile lite up.

"I am Fardus, Stable Master." He greeted. "Prince Kili has been waiting on you come." She barely could make out what he said with his thick accent. But followed him as he treaded down the stable way.

Magdalen could make out the Kili's figure weaving between two ponies. He caught sight of her moving away from the ponies. He moved to Fardus thanking him for delivering her.

"There you are I thought you'd never make it."

Kili turned to face her, taking in her clothing. She had listened to his mysterious instructions that morning and dressed in loose trousers, a blue blouse, and a tan vest. Packing change of clothes into a small handbag Dis had gifted her. He nodded in approval.

Magdalen rolled her eyes, crossing her arms over one another. "Kili what are we doing here?"

He had turned back to tending to the pony. "I am paying my debt; I'm taking you outside." He smiled at her over the back of his pony.

Magdalen froze a smile melting away the hard look on her face. "Really!" She said excitedly.

Kili nodded "Of course, the Line of Durin always repays his debts." He winked.

Magdalen clasped her hands over one another; she missed the sunlight. Relishing in the few moments she had in it. She had only gotten to see it a handful of times; now she was going to get to explore Middle Earth. The real Middle Earth!

"Help Lord Fardus, prepare the ponies," Kili called over his mare.

Fardus smiled showing a timid Magdalen how to saddle the pony — laughing when she jumped at the ponies neighing. She had never been around horses, or ponies before it took her a while to get comfortable to the beast. Magdalen relaxed a bit when Fardus let her feed the pony a sugar cub.

"See not that bad, aye?" Fardus poked Magdalen with his elbow.

She smiled nodding softly. She saw out of the corner of her eye as a copper coat pony appeared from her right. Magdalen's eye's narrowed when she caught sight of its rider.

"Kili, what is he doing here?" Magdalen hissed at Kili who had come around filling the saddlebags of her pony. Kili spotted his brother smiling at him merrily. Traitor.

"I can hear you," Fili said saddling his pony.

Pulling on the belt of his staddle he looked over his shoulder at his brother and the girl. He groaned internally at the sight of her; he had been back in Erebor two days without seeing her. Two peaceful days, and then Kili came barging into Thorin's office demanding that he be allowed Magdalen outside. Fili could care less; he had taken his mother's advice and decided just to let the girl live. Sooner or later she would be gone from their lives for good, and there was no reason to grow grey hairs from stressing over the girls every move. So he had decided when he had arrived back in his mountain, he would pretend she didn't exist. Of course, fate had other plans for him.

Thorin had rejected the idea at first, but Kili was persistent. Kili had his reasons for adventured outside of Erebor this time of the month, but to ask their uncle to take the girl was different. He told Thorin that Magdalen needed to get out, humans needed sunlight, unlike dwarves, he could feel her sadness. Thorin had finally given in when it was clear Kili wasn't going to let the subject go. He had agreed to let Kili take Magdalen outside, but only if Fili went with them.

"It seems that the two of you can't be left alone without getting into some sort of trouble." Fili quipped hooping onto his horse.

"He's babysitting us," Kili pouted following his brother and saddled up onto his horse.

Magdalen stared at her pony, "Need help up, Miss?" Fardus offered politely.

Magdalen bit her lip, shaking her head. "No, but thank you."

She took a deep breath hoisting herself up. The pony jerked forward causing her to take the reigns into a death grip. A hand reached for the reigns in her hands tugging them back with them, making the pony rest beneath her. She snapped her head to meet Fili's amused gaze.

"You can't ride?"Fili questioned raising a golden brow.

"I've never had too; most people don't ride horses where I come from." She sneered looking down at the black and white pony she sat on.

"She won't bite, Rose is a gentle mare," Kili said riding up beside her.

"Even a dwarfling could ride her," Fili commented tossing the reigns back into her hands moving to lead them.

Magdalen stuck her tongue out at the golden prince, Kili laughed beside her. Fili looked over his shoulder rolling his eyes at the duo. They bid Fardus a goodbye riding down a long adjoining hallway. Magdalen could feel the shift in the air; the wet, cold atmosphere pere shifted into a gentle breeze. As they neared the end hallway, Magdalen could make out an archway that looked out onto the landscape of Middle Earth. Her eyes took a moment to adjust to the bright greenery, and vibrant blues of the sky. She breathed in taking time to bask in the warm of the sunlight.

Fili led them through the archway over the bridge that connected the mountain and the earth. Magdalen could feel the cold droplets of water touch the sides of her face as the wind blew through the waterfalls. She listened to the gentle rhythmic beating of the water, the chirping of birds, and clicking of their ponies hooves. More than anything Magdalen resisted the urge to jump from Rose's back and run her fingers through the soft waving grass. She hadn't seen grass in two months and found she oddly missed it. Magdalen had always enjoyed being outdoors; she had spent many hot summer days of her childhood in the shade of the willow tree in their backyard. When she wasn't in one of her classes or at work, she liked to study in the university greens in her hammock. Magdalen hadn't realized how much she missed it until she saw the towering trees around her.

They rode in comfortable silence as Fili trailed down through the valley. Magdalen took in everything she saw from the trees to the rocks everything fascinated her. It wasn't every day you get to see the fictional world you read about as a child. She could make out a small cluster of houses and farmland at the edge of the valley, which was marked with a dirt path, to the east Magdalen watched smoke rise into the blue sky above them.

"That's Dale," Kili said catching her attention.

"That's the city of man, right. Where Bard lives?" Kili looked taken back he forgot at times that Magdalen had claimed that their world was merely a book in her world.

Kili nodded, glancing in Fili's direction hoping that he had not heard her question. He didn't want them to fight again. But if Fili had heard, he didn't say anything riding ahead of them.

"If what you say is true and we were characters in a book, who was your favorite character?" Kili asked wondering if the mysterious author had written everything as it indeed was.

Magdalen tapped her chin with her finger thinking for a moment. "I always like Bilbo, I mean it was his adventure, after all, how could you not like Bilbo." She smiled thinking about the little hobbit.

Kili scrunched his nose "Bilbo!"

"Of course. Bilbo left all he knew behind him for the adventure of a lifetime, even if your uncle didn't want him there." Magdalen defended Bilbo.

"I suppose you're right, our little burglar has more bravery in his heart than many warriors," Kili said smiling at the fond memory of his hobbit friend.

"I would like to meet him one day." Magdalen sighed daydreaming of asking the hobbit thousands of questions.

"You will; he will be at Durin's Day this year." Magdalen broke into a smile.

"Kili, Magdalen come on we are here," Fili shouted to them from atop a small hill.

Kili winked at her before kicking his heels into the side of his pony, sending it flying after his brother. Magdalen wasn't brave enough to send Rose into a sprint, so they trotted up the hill slowly eventually meeting the brothers.

The lake appeared as if by magic as she came to the head of the hill. The lake was as silver as a diamond flame, and the atmosphere was convent quiet. The water had a peaty texture, but pools of molten gold lay naked in the light. Even the depths were crystal clear. It was shaped like a stone; tall evergreen trees dotted the shoreline around the edge of the lake. No sound rang out from the shimmering emptiness of space around it. Monastery quiet, it was lined with pine trees, and the whiff of mint wafted up to us. Kili and Fili decided to make their way to its decanter clear shore. Magdalen stood there behind them taking in the idyllic scene before her it took her breath away. Unruffled by wind or rain, it was vault still and restful. The only sounds were the bumbling of bees and the heavy echo of a raven crawking.

The brothers dismounted from their horses with envious ease as Magdalen nearly fell off after getting caught in the stirrups. Kili snickered helping Magdalen find her footing once again. Kili unpacked a blanket and a basket his mother had sent with him after hearing his plan. Fili distance himself from the pair sitting on a large rock that sat on the side of the shore, cleaning one of his many daggers. Digging in her satchel Magdalen took out the small journal, she hadn't had much time to read through the pages. She moved to recline on the blanket, sitting quietly enjoying the beautiful day. She flipped through the pages picking a random passage to read. Most of the passages were boring everyday encounters and short experts of the guard's life one or sentences at the most.

April 27th, 2769

After treasury duty last night I notice someone in the shadows. I have a feeling it is him again; I haven't seen him near the treasury since that night I scared him off. He seems to keep coming back, looking for what I do not know. I will report this to Master Rymer.

May 4th, 2769

I do not trust him, or his father. I've tried to warn Rymer that he is up to something, spending nights when everyone sleeps near the treasury as if he was trying to find a way in. Last week before my shift ended I saw him again cloaked in the shadows searching through the old mines, he met three men I couldn't hear what they spoke about, but I will continue to investigate this further.

Her interest mounted, this character had not been the first time the guard had mentioned him. While 'he' was never named she knew 'he' was a noble dwarf, she had searched the journal trying to find any more on him, but it was all vague. Harion was a suspicious dwarf as she had gathered, and didn't trust this character around the royal family.

Magdalen could hear Kili shuffle his feet breaking her attention away from the book. Kili looked torn staring at the treeline, listening to the soft lull of the birds in the bushes. He was fidgety pacing back and forth from the blanket to his pony.

Magdalen knitted her eyebrows, "Is something wrong?" She watched as Kili jumped at the sound of her voice.

Kili blushed looking away from the trees "N-no I was just thinking about going hunting, but I don't want to leave you here." He stumbled over his words running a hand over his neck.

Magdalen raised an eyebrow suspicious of the embarrassed dwarf. "I will be fine, besides prince moody is over there. I won't be alone." She looked over her shoulder to see Fili had come back toward their small setup.

He ignored her nickname looking at his brother. "Kili you can go hunt. I will stay here with Magdalen."

Kili looked between the treeline and them carefully. "Are you sure, Fee? I promise I won't be long." Kili said quickly.

"It's fine; Nadad go." Fili's chest rumbled with laughed.

Kili nodded his face breaking into a smile as he took his bow from his horses' pack.

"I will be right back." He called over his shoulder vanishing into the wood. Fili sighed sitting on the edge of the blanket careful as to not touch Magdalen returning to cleaning one of his daggers. Magdalen froze feeling him shift beside her, ignoring the heat his body created. The sun was beating down on her and sweat had begun to form on her neck. She slipped the journal into her satchel, bringing her knees to her chest taking in the serenity of nature before her.

"Does he do that often?" Magdalen asked watching the tree line, resting her head on her knees.

Fili's hand's stopped looking up the girl."Do what often?" His nose scrunched like Kili did when she said something strange.

"Go off to see whoever it is he's visiting." She gestured off toward where Kili had taken off.

"How did you know he's visiting someone." A solemn look washed over his face, his lips set in a firm line the braids of his beard froze on either side of his mouth.

Magdalen grinned, "So he is seeing someone." She said almost teasingly.

She turned to meet the face of the blonde prince. His golden glowed underneath the bright sun; his skin warmed and tanned. He had shed his coat wearing only a red tunic that showed off the muscles of his arm. A memory flashed in her mind, reminding of the day she had watched him fight in the arena. Her cheeks warmed under the sunlight and stomach tightened uncomfortably. Fili let the dagger rest at his side leaning into his arms, his sapphire eyes staring at her intently. Magdalen broke the gaze picking the grass beside her.

She needed to get away from him. Magdalen bolted to her feet moving toward the water; she shed her vest abandoning it and her socks and boots on the shoreline. Her bare skin penetrated the glass surface, feeling the cold water touch her skin.

"What are you doing?" Fili had trailed after her quickly as she almost ran into the water.

Magdalen looked back at Fili who stood at the shore smiling "Going for a swim." She stated obviously.

"Why?" Fili grumbled watching as she submerged her body into the water.

"You don't seem to want to speak with me, so I thought a dip in the water would be fun," Magdalen said before diving under the water.

The refreshing water consumed her; Magdalen let the air leave her lung sitting in the calm weightless water. Allowing the small tides to push and pull her. When she broke the surface, Magdalen leaned her head back running her fingers through the soft silky hair that lay in the water, pushing it out of her face. Magdalen froze when she saw Fili stepping into the lake. He had thrown his red tunic to the side, leaving him in his long-sleeved grey undershirt. His boots and socks looked like giants compared to her small elvish boots.

"What are you doing?" She squeaked watching as he trod the water close to her.

Fili's eyes glinted like diamonds in the sunlight before he dipped under. Magdalen swore she heard laughter coming from the distance, snapping her eyes she watched the treeline near them. Water splashed behind her as she left and every close presence.

"Joining you." Warm breath licked her ear and neck. Magdalen yelped falling back into the water; she turned to find Fili very close to her. Narrowing her eyes, she put a small valley between the two bodies. Eventually, she relaxed ignoring the prince's sudden interest in her annoyance. Fili chuckled at the look of frustration on her face, smiling at the fact he had made her flustered. Dwalin had told him once in private that he enjoyed the girl's headstrong fire, that she reminded him of Dis and his sister in that respect. Fili could help but agree. The pair swam in the water for a while in silence; Magdalen didn't mind as she collected small shinning rocks from the lake. She observed the beauty of Middle Earth, she could see Fili out of the corner of her eye. The silence had started to become too much for her; Magdalen liked to talk the quiet had never really been her thing.

"How was Dale?" Magdalen interrupted the quiet bubble around them.

Fili eyed her "Why do you care." He said harshly.

Magdalen swore under her breath hitting the water with a closed fist; she stared at him. "Do you always have to be like that? I was just trying to make a conversation. God calm down Edward Cullen no need to be so moody." She remarked.

"Why must you call me by names that are not my own!" Fili retorted.

Magdalen held up her chin turning from him and toward their things on the shore. Fili stomped behind her.

"I'm talking to you," Fili shouted to her, watching as she gathered clothing from her bag. Trying to ignore the way her blue tunic clung to her body.

"Well I'm not, I'm going to change. Unless you have another snarking comment for me." She snapped hurrying into a nearby bush.

Fili gritted his teeth running his fingers through his hair. He felt a ting of shame, and he hadn't meant to lose his head. That blasted girl was going to drive him mad. Magdalen. His mother's voice echoed in his head; his mother had insisted that he call her by her name at least. An odd name for an odd girl, he thought. He quickly changed out of his wet clothes hanging over a bolder letting the sun dry them. He glanced at where the girl had vanished to, realizing what he had done. Though the valley was safe, that didn't mean that danger had left entirely. Last month at the meetings in Dale, they had spoken about the recent attacks of stray orcs on their trade routes. Fili pictured the girl screaming in fear as an ugly Orc surprised her. She had been gone for a while; his leg twitched staring at the woods. Without a second thought Fili scrambled onto his feet heading toward the girl, he was the crown prince he should have known better. He bruted the follow way there his mind still flashing different scenarios about how the girl had met her untimely demise in the woods. Kili would kill him if he let something happen to the little human. His Amad would kill him.

"Trying to catch a peek?" A feminine voice asked as he passed a bush just at the edge of the wood. Fili snapped his head to see Magdalen emerge from the shrubbery.

She dawned loose brown trousers along with a white blouse. She held her wet clothing at her side making the blouse transparent. Fili coughed shifting his eyes off of her.

"No!" He grunted quickly looking around the forest.

Fili took her elbow in his hand tugging her back to their temporary camp. "You shouldn't be in the woods alone, there have been reports of Orcs and stray wargs coming closers to Erebor," Fili warned.

Magdalen lost all sassiness "Orcs?" She crocked.

Fili looked back to see her face had pale, though it held no candled to the deathly hues that he had once seen on her face. He released her elbow arriving at their small blanket, their ponies grazing nearby. She hadn't thought about Orc's yet, she had just gotten used to the idea of dwarves being real. The idea of Orcs and goblins roaming the world around her left her unsettled. Magdalen thumped onto the blanket staring out at the glimmering lake. Thoughts raced through her head. Fili sat at the edge of the sheet watching the girls face distort at the thought of Orcs. He could see the clouds of worry made a home in her eyes. She chewed on her bottom lips as she ran through her thoughts. He needed to distract her from her own distractive thoughts. Fili inhaled resting his arm on his propped knee; he looked from the trees to the worried girl beside him.

"Tauriel." Magdalen tilted her head not knowing what Fili meant.

"That's her name, the 'someone' he goes to see."

"Tauriel, that's elvish isn't." That had been another thing she hadn't thought about since her arrival in this new world. What about elves? Had they been same the magnificent creatures as Tolkien had described them to be? He hadn't gotten dwarves right exactly.

Fili nodded "Aye it is."

"Kili and an elf, is that why he sneaks to see her?" Magdalen pictured a Super Model statuesque woman and the adorable goofy little dwarf.

Fili sighed placing both his hands behind leaning into them."If you haven't noticed my brother isn't the sliest dwarf in Erebor. " He said lightly.

"Is Thorin okay with Kili and this elf, seeing each other." Magdalen remembering what Thorin had said to her.

"Tauriel is the elf that saved my life. Thorin finds it better to ignore it and let them be." Fili stared out at the water.

An elf had saved Fili's life? That certainly wasn't in the book; she couldn't recall anyone by the name of Tauriel in the book at all.

"What about you what do you think of your brother and an elf?" She studied his reaction. His eyes were sad, glazing over as he remembered a distant memory. He knitted his hands together, gripping them tightly.

"I nearly lost him once; I wouldn't lose him again over who he loves. I owe Tauriel my life; I think to give her my brother is fair." Fili replied honestly.

Hours passed Magdalen and Fili had resided in small conversations. After reading some more of Harion's journal, Magdalen had stuffed the diary away in her bag laying on her back. She rolled her shirt up exposing her stomach to the warm May air. Months in Erebor had done nothing for her skin tone; Magdalen almost laughed at how pale she had gotten. Had she been home in her apartment, she would have sat out on her porch soaking in the sun rays as the fan blow on her. She sighed folding her arm over her eyes, blocking the sun from her sight. In her few moments of rest, she could hear Fili wrestled beside her. Magdalen peeked an eye from the pit of her elbow finding Fili's eyes searing into her side.

"What are you staring at?" She grunted breaking his intense look.

Magdalen moved her eye following his line of sight. She saw her tattoo peeking out from her blouse. Sometimes she forgot that tattoo was there at all. The black inked lines written into her skin must have been the center of his attention.

"Don't women have tattoo's here?" She said feeling his eyes back on her exposed skin.

Fili blinked turning his burning gaze away from Magdalen's inked skin. He felt ashamed that he had allowed himself to look at her when she had not told him too.

"A tattoo here is a badge of honor, only warriors are allowed to ink their skin." He said quickly trying to find anywhere to look but the girl.

"I am no warrior." She laughed hoping to ease the tension between them. He hummed picking up a stone that had laid near the blanket.

"I got it after my grandfather died." Magdalen began "I felt so numb and empty. I just wanted to feel something." She let her elbows fall resting on her back staring up at the blue endless sky.

"So I went out to a tattoo parlor and told the girl to do whatever she wanted." Magdalen let out a soft laughed, resting her hand on her stomach. "It was a really dumb idea, she could have drawn something really bad."

Magdalen turned to find Fili looking between her and her tattoo intently.

She cleared her throat sitting up "Don't like girls with tattoos?" She said jokingly.

Fili's eyes snapped up to Magdalen's face. "I've just never seen something so finely drawn before." He spoke earnestly.

"Did it hurt?" His eyes falling on the tattoo again.

Magdalen nodded "It took hours to finish." Her hand drifted to her tattoo.

"Do you want to touch it, it doesn't hurt me," Magdalen suggested quickly she didn't think as she spoke. Speaking to him as if he was a friend she hadn't seen for a long time. She watched his face flushed, she wrote it off as the hot sun beat down on the beach.

Magdalen opened her mouth to speak but Fili beat her to it nodding faintly. Magdalen's mouth formed an 'o'. His face searched for her consent, she nodded slightly watching as his hand slowly reaching. He heart began to beat wilding against her ribs almost painfully. She felt stupid knowing she probably looked like a fish gasping for water as she watched his movements. Her throat constricted, she could feel her pulse in her throat. His fingers sent sparkes against her skin. At first, he didn't move only looking down where his skin touched hers. And then he traced the lines of the art, following them slow and deliberately almost dancing along the skin of her ribs. She suddenly felt nauseous.

"See feels like nothings there," She said feeling stupid for the heaviness in her own voice. Her eyes looked up from his hand to find Fili's face only inches from her own. The wind blew carrying his smell with it. He smelled of leather, and of iron. The familiar scent of Erebor, but also blackberries and sweets. Her heart fluttered. Fili's eyes left her side, also startled by how close they were. His nose almost poked her's. Though he made no signs of moving. Instead, he sat still taking in the sight of her skin bathed in sunlight. He really hated the way, he drove her mad. She was strange and myertious, and he couldn't stand the way she disrespected the authority of his uncle. And yet despite all of her hardness toward him, every other dwarf she came encounter with fell under her spell. He would not.

"There you two are!" Kili emerged from the woods smiling like an oaf.

Fili snapped his head back, what had he been thinking. He stood from his spot gathering his spear clothing quickly his mind raced. Magdalen coughed loudly jumping as Fili shot up like a bullet. The spell had broken leaving her slightly dizzy.

Fili's hard expression returned. He began to pack up jumping onto his pony."This little adventure is over, Kili we need to get back." He said sternly.

Kili was taken back by his brother's tone, looking at Magdalen who ignored his gaze. Her face was beet red and she looked uncomfortable as she folded her clothes. Kili didn't say anything, helping his brother and friend pack away their things. The trio rode to Erebor in silence, Fili trailing yards in front of them, looking grumpier than he had when the day started.

"What's the matter with him?" Kili leaned over to Magdalen, who had been staring at the back his brother's head so hard that Kili thought Fili's head might catch on fire,

"No idea," she mutter dragging her eyes away from his figure when he looked back at them.

Sorry for posting so late! It's been a crazy day!

Hope you enjoy this chapter, I promise from here on out there's more Fili!