Halien ran as hard as she could, trying to reach the top of Raven Hill. As she got closer and closer to the top, she could hear Thorin and ran until she reached him.

"Thorin!" she called as she looked down from the top of the stairs she stood on.

"Halien, what are you doing here?" he asked, turning.

She hurried down the stairs towards him, then embraced him. "You're back..." she said and kissed him, happy to have the man she loved back in the light of day. She looked up and saw Bilbo come over to them. "Bilbo, where did you come from? Weren't you just with Gandalf?"

"I came to help you warn them." He said. "There is a second army of Orcs coming from Gundabad. They're nearly on top of us."

Halien looked at the tower behind them. "Oh, no..."

They turned to look and saw Azog dragging Fili to the edge of the tower.

"Fili, no!"

The Pale Orc taunted Thorin in the Orcish tongue and told him the line of Durin ends starting with Fili, then the brother, then him. Thorin, Dwalin, Halien, and Bilbo were helpless as they watched Azog the Defiler impale Fili and let him fall some twenty or so feet below to the icy ground.

"Fili!" Halien cried, leaving Thorin to try and reach her nephew, hoping that she might save him.

"Halien, wait!" Thorin called, trying to stop her.

Halien ignored him and was lucky that the Orcs were only trying to lure them in closer and didn't care that they were there. She dropped to her knees and tried to call to Fili.

'Please, Fili, don't leave us!' she called, trying to reach him. It was too late. There was nothing left for her to say. As she looked up, she saw Kili rush past her and up the stairs after Azog.

"Kili, wait!" She said and got up to hurry after him.

'Halien, where are you going?' Thorin called to her.

'I'll look after Kili. You have to stop the Gundabad Orcs from advancing. Cut them off, little king. I'll be alright.' Halien sent back to him and hurried after Kili.

While Thorin, Dwalin, and Bilbo prepared for the arrival of the Gundabad Orcs, Halien called for Kili. She called several times, then heard another calling for him. She followed the voice and found Tauriel searching the halls of the tower as well.

"Tauriel?"

"Halien! Have you seen Kili?"

Halien shook her head. "He rushed off after Azog killed Fili. I need to find him, to protect him. I think Azog is trying to kill off the line of Durin and he started with Fili. I fear Kili may be next."

Tauriel's eyes widened. "Then we must hurry."

Halien nodded and she and Tauriel called for Kili, searching through the halls. They searched until they heard Kili call in response for Tauriel. They ran towards his voice only to find him fighting off a small number of Orcs.

"Kili, look out!" Halien cried, throwing a stone shard at one of the Orcs.

They defeated all of the Orcs, but then Bolg came out from the shadows and started to attack them. They tried to fend off his attacks but to no avail. Halien was thrown against the rock face while Tauriel was thrown against the ground, sliding dangerously close to the edge. Halien and Tauriel watched in horror as Bolg drove the spiked end of his maul into Kili's chest.

"Kili!"

Kili drew his last breaths and went limp, dropping to the ground as Bolg let go of him and went after Tauriel. Tauriel tried to throw Bolg over the edge, but she went down with him.

Halien forced herself to get up and she went to check on Tauriel and saw her below on the rocks. She was alive and breathing.

'Tauriel, hold on!' she called.

'No, Mellon. Find your husband. Find Thorin and keep him safe.' Tauriel called back. 'I will be alright.'

Halien nodded and went to find Thorin, searching everywhere and calling for him. She found him fighting Azog and it was a losing battle. The Pale Orc had him pinned down and he looked as if he was too far for Halien to reach him before she lost him. She ran as hard as she could and looked for a way to safely cross the frozen river to try and save Thorin. She was stopped by a few Orcs, but she cut them down quickly and hurried to reach Thorin. She saw him again just as he drove Orcrist into Azog, finally slaying the monster. Halien watched as Thorin stood, victorious, and turned to look out over the battlefield.

Rejoicing, Halien started towards him, but quickly picked up her pace and ran to him as he fell to the icy ground. "Thorin!"

She held the dwarven king, her husband, in her arms as Bilbo came to their side. They tried to keep him alive, but after he thanked Bilbo for helping him along their quest and told him how much he treasured the true friendship they had built, the King under the Mountain looked to his wife and said, "Halien, forgive me, my love. It would seem that I cannot uphold my promise to you." he struggled to say.

Halien shook her head, the tears already slipping down her cheeks. "No, little king, you will live and you will see your son grow up to be a great man."

Thorin shook his head and reached up to touch her cheek. "Halien, you have given me a life I never thought possible, a love I never knew existed, and an heir that will live on for me. I am sorry that I ever doubted you, ever tried to hurt you or our son. Forgive me..."

Halien leaned into his hand. "Thorin, please... Don't leave me... I only just got you back..."

Thorin tried to smile and breathed in raggedly. "I know, I am so sorry... I fear I will not see Frerin grow to be the man I know he will be... I need you to teach him how to be strong, how to fight for what he believes in... Love him enough for both of us..."

"Thorin, please, hold on..." she begged, placing her hands over his wound. She summoned her healing magik, hoping it would be enough to save him.

"Halien... Please take care of Frerin..." Thorin said, looking at her. "I love you so much and I am so sorry..."

Halien looked at him and felt her tears pouring from her eyes. "Thorin, no..." She leaned down and kissed him. "Please, I love you... Don't leave me..."

Thorin did not answer her and she looked at him, seeing the light leaving his eyes.

"No, Thorin, please!" She called out to him and placed her hands over his wound once more.

She tried to use her healing magik to save her husband, to heal the wound Azog dealt him, but it was too deep and she reached him too late. Halien called to her husband as she ignored the fountains of tears that rushed down her cheeks as she summoned every ounce of magik that she could muster and used the strongest spell she knew, one that she had barely mastered, to try and heal him. A brilliant white and blue light enveloped her and spread out, erupting from atop Raven Hill, the light of the aura radiating from Halien as she called upon her ancestors and Durin to heal Thorin Oakenshield, begging that he might live. The light glowed like the sun and the moon and the stars all at once and it was nothing Bilbo had ever seen before. But Halien soon found that her magik was just not strong enough to bring back the dead and her love alone could not save him. Halien looked down upon her husband, her lover, her life, and wept.

She wept and wept, holding Thorin in her arms. The other dwarves of their company, save Fili and Kili, had joined them and stood in sorrow around her as she wept for the only person she loved more than her son. They hung their heads in sadness and remained silent as Halien's cries echoed through the frozen mount. At some point, the horns of Dale could be heard as they signaled the end of the battle and their survival, and victory.