It's that time again! Welcome back to Violet Saturday! I have to say, when I first started writing this, I never thought it would take off as well as it has and I am enjoying writing this as much as you all are with reading it. Here's the next update for all you lovely people! Xx

Review responses;

thewolf74 – Yes, so am I. Kili is just the sweetest. You won't have long to wait for that, I promise.

Outofthisworldgal – It is tragic for anyone, let alone a child, I'm also relieved she wasn't alone through it all. With Beorn. . .he'll still have some words, being the overprotective father he is, but after a lifetime of pain and sorrow, all he wants is his daughter to be finally happy, and if a dwarf makes her happy, then so be it.

Wren (Guest) – Thank you! I am glad you are enjoying this! And with Violet, even though she's part Skin-Changer, she'll take after he mother in height, so imagine her being like a head taller than Kili. She looks like her papa. but has the height of her mama. Her brothers would have taken more to Beorn's height than the girls would have done.

Sugarbee25 – So do I, poor girl. I'm sure she would appreciate all the hugs she can get, especially from a certain dwarf. . .and you're welcome! I hope you enjoy this update! I'm sure you will!

CrystalVixen93 – Thank you! Here's the next update so you can finally see what happens!


Realizations

For the next couple of weeks, we have a peaceful stay at home. To say I was happy to be home would be an understatement, I was ecstatic. I didn't realise how much I missed my papa, the animals and the nature given to us by Yavannah, until I was back. I knew it wouldn't last for long as we were set to move on again once we had rested, so I took the most out of it.

I spent as much time with papa as I could, when he wasn't patrolling our borders as well as spending more time with the company. After hearing about his own home, I showed Bilbo around, knowing he would feel comfortable here in the gardens, which he was, asking me if he could take an acorn that has fallen to plant in his own garden. I gave him two.

When my wrist/paw healed a week later, I also spent hours training with the dwarves, not weapons training as I had none, neither did I feel to have the need for them, but Kili made a suggestion about the two of us somehow working together in fighting, so we started practising, using Fili to be an orc for us. After a few awkward moves, we finally pick up a rhythm of where I could either use myself as a distraction so Kili could take them out, or I would pounce on the orcs, dropping them to the ground where Kili could easily kill them while they were still stunned.

During the nights, Bilbo, the dwarves and I would be sat by the fire, laughing as we told stories or sung songs. On one of these moments, I was sat beside papa, leaning against him as I watched the dwarves singing a song about Erebor, about their lost home;

"Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away ere break of day
To seek the pale enchanted gold.

The dwarves of yore made mighty spells,
While hammers fell like ringing bells
In places deep, where dark things sleep,
In hollow halls beneath the fells.

For ancient king and elvish lord
There many a gleaming golden hoard
They shaped and wrought, and light they caught
To hide in gems on hilt of sword.

On silver necklaces they strung
The flowering stars, on crowns they hung
The dragon-fire, in twisted wire
They meshed the light of moon and sun.

Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away, ere break of day,
To claim our long-forgotten gold.

Goblets they carved there for themselves
And harps of gold; where no man delves
There lay they long, and many a song
Was sung unheard by men or elves.

The pines were roaring on the height,
The winds were moaning in the night.
The fire was red, it flaming spread;
The trees like torches blazed with light.

The bells were ringing in the dale
And men they looked up with faces pale;
The dragon's ire more fierce than fire
Laid low their towers and houses frail.

The mountain smoked beneath the moon;
The dwarves they heard the tramp of doom.
They fled their hall to dying fall
Beneath his feet, beneath the moon.

Far over the misty mountains grim
To dungeons deep and caverns dim
We must away, ere break of day,
To win our harps and gold from him.

Far over, the misty mountains cold To dungeons deep and caverns old!"

While listening to the song, it struck something within me. These dwarves had lost everything in one day, just like papa and I had, both of us lost our homes. I never realised before just how much we did have in common before.

As they sung, my focus was mainly on Kili as I would keep glancing to him. His voice would be the one I could pick out of the group of thirteen dwarves. The amount of sorrow and passion I heard in his words moved me to tears.

During this whole quest, I had never heard anything like this from him. It was always joyful and a bit cheeky, which is what I loved about him. It's at that point, as I watched the young dwarf, I realised. . .that I do love him. . .true, I may have only known him for almost two months, but I have fallen in love with the dwarf.

I know that, from that moment on, I would follow the dwarves wherever they go. Whether they went through Mordor and back to reclaim their home, I would follow and help them in anyway I could. Even though I lost my home twenty four years ago, papa had managed to make us a new home to live right here, and even though Thorin had provided them a home within the Blue Mountains, he was desperate to reclaim his home from the dragon, and for Kili, I would follow him and get their home back.


It soon became the day before we are due to leave. Even though I am itching to get going, I am a little upset to be leaving. It has been nice being here for a while, and sharing my home with my new friends. I know that Bilbo is also upset at leaving the peace and tranquillity, even a few of the dwarves seem hesitant to leave, especially Ori. For the past few days, I have become close to the sweet and shy dwarf, helping him fill out his book with the names of the flowers we have in our gardens or showing him the animals.

Before we do leave in the morning, there is one thing I need to do. After dinner, I leave the dwarves and walk around back and move aside some branches to reveal a small private space, only known to papa and I.

In the middle, surrounded by flowers, are six stone slabs, all carved with the names of my mama and my fallen siblings. I sit in front of them and sit in silence as I think of them. I have often wondered what life would be like had they not died, had Azog not destroyed our home and killed our family and friends. Would we still be living in the mountains? What would my family be like now?

But then, I also think about on the things I would have missed out on; I may not have met Radagast or Gandalf and due to this, Bilbo and the dwarves. . .I would not have fallen in love with Kili. A smile appears on my face as I once again think of him and wonder what mama would have thought about him. Would she have liked him? Would she have cared he's a dwarf? Probably not. And then there was the brothers. I hoped they would not have scared him away, but with how protective they were of both myself and Peony, they probably would have.

And then there's little Peony. . .barely old enough to speak when she passed. There's not a second that goes by where I don't think of her. I was so looking forward to watching her grow and become the beautiful woman I knew she would become. Out of all of us, she is the one that looked more like mama. Yes I had her hair, but that's it. Everything else about me is all papa, but she had her looks and personality. I truly hope that the six of them are happy where they are and are watching over papa and I.

"There you are." A voice interrupts.

I smile and turn back to see Kili walking up to me.

"You were looking for me?"

He nods. "I wondered where you went. Your father told me where I might find you."

I nod as I turn back to the slabs, feeling Kili sitting beside me. He stays quiet for a moment.

"Are they. . .your family?"

I shake my head. "They're only memorial stones. We couldn't retrieve any of my brothers, or bring mama and Peony when we escaped. So, this was the best thing we could do."

He stays quiet for a moment. "I'm sorry Vi. That's got to be hard, not being able to have your family brought home to be put to rest."

I give him a small smile. "There's no need to be sorry, Kee. They're at peace now, waiting for papa and I in Yavanna's garden."

He smiles as we sit in silence for a few moments. "Vi, would this be a bad time to talk to you about something?"

I look to him, curious as to what he has to say. "No, of course not. Tell me what's on your mind."

He goes quiet for a moment before he speaks. "Well, I know that we have only known each other for a couple of months, but in those couple of months, I've been developing these. . .feelings for you."

I pause for a minute. Feelings? Does he mean what I think and hope he means?

"Feelings?"

He nods. "Yes. At first, I thought they might have just been feelings of fondness I have of you, or in admiration of your strength, having gone through so much and still seem happy about life. But, it wasn't until the Misty Mountain when I realised what they were. I could have lost you three times in those few nights and it terrified me! More so than this quest terrifies me. I could have lost both you and Fee during the Thunder Battle, you could have died during your fall in the Goblin tunnels and then when you faced off against Azog and his wargs. . .I swear I stopped breathing. Also, whenever I look at you, I feel my heart skip and beat wildly in my chest so much so that it hurts. I don't know how Skin-Changers, or even Dunedain's go about this situation, but I know that you are my One."

I look at him in confusion. That's something I haven't heard before. "Your One?"

"My soul mate, my partner for life, that one person Mahal has chosen for me to spend the rest of my life with. And you are her, Violet." he then takes my hand into his own. "I know we haven't known each other for long, but I know deep down you are her. I know how I feel, it is something I have never felt before, but you make me feel so alive. I love you, Violet, and, if you give me the chance, I will spend the rest of our lives making sure that you are kept happy, safe and protected."

I just look at him, while feeling the emotions of happiness, love and giddiness run through me. He loves me! Kili loves me!

I smile. "Even though I can only see half of you?"

He grins his cheeky grin, "It's my better half anyway. Look at the other side and all you get is this." he then quints his eye and makes his face and mouth droop.

I giggle at this. Kili can always find some way to make me laugh and smile.

"And besides," he reaches a hand up and runs his fingers gently down the scar one my face. "I have always found this intriguing, something unique only to you. And anyway, to dwarves, scars are considered as badges of honour. A reminder of making it through any experience we have done. For you, it really does show your strength and determination to live. You could have died through blood loss or infection during that wretched time, but you didn't. And here you are, sitting here as strong and proud as any dwarf I know."

Now this time, my heart skips a beat. No ones ever said anything like that about my scar before. Sure, Radagast, papa and even Elrond have all said things to help me feel more comfortable about it and any other scars I have, but no one has said anything like Kili just did.

"Oh, Kili. . .no one has ever said anything like that to me before. And, I have to say now, before I no longer have the courage to do so, I love you also, I always have. I think, from the first moment I saw you, even though you only knew me as a wolf, when our eyes met, there was this connection that I could not explain. I put it down to you being the first dwarf I saw eye to eye with, but as we got to know more of each other in Rivendell, and seeing the way you interacted with Estel, I knew it wasn't just that. My fondness and my love grew from there."

As I speak, I watch as a wide grin appears on his face, growing more with each word I say, until I swear his face will end up splitting. He pulls me into an embrace once I finish, smiling I wrap my own arms around him.

"Oh, Violet. You have no idea how happy you have made me. To know that you return my feelings. . .it lifts my heart to finally hear it." he pulls away and we look at each other. "I wish to offer you a courtship, but if it's alright with you, I would like to postpone it until we reach Erebor, as well as not telling anyone until that time. I know if uncle found out, I'm sure he would try to stop the courtship, as it would prove as a distraction for the quest."

I nod, understanding everything he's saying. "I understand. And I think, in a way, saving it for Erebor would make it more special. The day you retake your home as well as us beginning our courting, I can't think of a better time."

He smiles. "That's true. And just because we have to wait until then, it doesn't mean I can't do this."

He then leans down and gently presses his lips against mine, causing a happy and content sigh to come from my own as I lean more into him. I can feel my heart fluttering like a mad bird in my chest. My body feels so light and free and everything around us just vanishes, as if it's only Kili and I in the world and we have no fears and no problems. After a moment though, that feeling ends as we pull away from each other, my heart still beating fast as we just smile at each other as he lays his forehead against mine.

"I love you, Violet."

"And I love you, Kili."

We stay cuddling each other in our little space of privacy for another hour or so until the sky turns black in the night before he helps me up and we go to the house, sharing another kiss before walking inside and going to bed. I fall asleep with a wide smile on my face that night, knowing that my future has just changed forever.


Woohoo! They're finally together! Next chapter is Mirkwood! Keep leaving your lovely reviews!