Sorry I haven't updated recently, I've been a bit busy. Hopefully this chapter will make up for it.

Chapter 5

Several years later,

"Thorin, me and Kili are coming with you as well. Right?" Fili asked nervously.
"Just because I am going to face a dragon, doesn't mean that you have to needlessly endanger your lives as well. Your mother isn't here, so your welfare rests with me. It will be too dangerous." Thorin replied.
"Needlessly? Reclaiming a homeland isn't a stupid reason to 'endanger' ourselves. Besides, both Kili and I are adults now. We can make our own decisions. Anyway, if you go, then we will be all by ourselves. That would be a disaster. Seriously, don't leave us. We are your heirs for a reason. We have to go. If we didn't then no one would ever follow us again." Fili was adamant that they should be allowed to go.
"What does your brother think?" Thorin asked, considering Fili's argument.
"He wants to go-"
"I'm coming too!" Kili rushed into the room, from where he had been listening behind the door. "You aren't leaving without us."
"No you aren't. Also, Thorin, everyone else who is going will have really close relatives going with them. We are your nearest kin. It makes sense for us to go. Also, you said that one of the reasons for retaking Erebor was Mum. We have to come as well." Fili had thought very carefully about what he was going to say to convince Thorin.

Thorin looked at them hard, but neither of them looked away. After thinking for a few minutes, he said. "You can come. ONLY if you do everything I say and be careful. And don't be reckless. Kili, that was aimed at you."

"Yes. I'll behave and won't be reckless." Kili promised.
"He won't, but I'll look after him. I'll make sure he stays out of trouble!" Fili promised as well. Thorin laughed – something he only did when his nephews were around.
"Okay. Meet me and the dwarves in the Shire. The wizards mark will be on the door."
"Which door?"
"Any one."

"He's here." Gandalf said solemnly. Their burglar, looked worried.
"Who?"
"Thorin Oakenshield. The leader of our Company."

"I thought you said this place would be easy to find. I lost my way. Twice." Fili and Kili exchanged glances. If Thorin couldn't find a hobbit hole, then he had no hope. His sense of direction was usually impeccable. Hopefully he hadn't been thinking about Dis so much that he forgot where he was supposed to be going. That wouldn't be good. What if they were in danger and Thorin forgot where they were?

During the meeting, Gandalf gave Thorin a map and a key. The brothers sighed in relief. If he had a map then he was less likely to get lost. This time, if he lost the way he would have a map to guide him, a key to remind he what he was doing and fourteen other people to tell him that he is wrong. Well, maybe not all would say, but some definitely would.

"We'll be fine, Kee. Stop worrying." Fili told his younger brother reassuringly.
"Thorin's always looked after us, now it is our turn!" Kili protested.
"We will. I just said that all will be well. Now, let's have some fun, eh, little brother?"
"Okay."

"I thought you said this was going to be fun Fili." Kili grumbled quietly, as the Goblin King was 'singing' his awful song.
"If you keep grumbling, you're going to end up like Thorin." Fili joked, trying to lighten the mood. Kili laughed, then quickly sobered.
"Do you remember when we were little and Thorin was much happier?" Fili saddened. He did remember that.
"Yes. I do."

At that moment the Goblin King finished his abomination-to-music and started interrogating the dwarves. None of the dwarves offered up answers.
"Fine, if they will not talk, make them squawk! Bring forward the youngest!" All eyes automatically turned to Kili. No one meant to give him away, in fact, they all stood in front of him protectively. Especially Fili.

As goblins started to make their way menacingly towards Kili, Thorin stepped forward.
"Ah ha! Thorin, son of Thrain, son of Thrór, King under the Mountain." He bowed mockingly. "But wait, I'm forgetting, you don't have a mountain!" The Goblin King obviously thought himself hilarious.

Luckily, before he could inflict any more terrible humour on them, a flash of white, blinding light appeared and Gandalf's voice shouted "Run!" The thirteen dwarves quickly picked up their weapons and ran, fighting hordes of goblins as they went.

They were making good progress, and it looked like they were going to get away, when a stray arrow hit Fili. Kili managed to block lots of arrows with his sword, but one dwarf can't stop dozens all flying at them at once.

Fili gasped, fighting for air. The arrow had pierced his chest and it felt like it was on fire. Burning, burning, red hot pain, fire! His vision became blurred and he found himself collapsed on the floor. He started to get up, having foggy recollections of mortal danger, before his vision blacked completely and he fell back to the ground.

Kili had heard his brother's gasp and screamed, voicing the agony that Fili felt. Whirling round, Gandalf picked up the injured dwarf, and continued running, arrow still embedded. They had no choice but to follow.

Also, did I forget to mention that this would be angsty? ;)

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