A/N:

One thing: wow. You guys are amazing people. Most of you gave me similar ideas, but some of you gave me ideas that were opposite of others but all were amazing and gave me so much inspiration and gave this story much more potential!

I read and reread all your reviews (which I appreciate so, so much) and I looked at them carefully and tried to come up with the best plan that would somehow include them and make it all become better!

The chapter really doesn't focus on one particular thing, I think. I think it's just somewhat of a turning point for Kili. I don't want keep going with too much angst, because really, in life, you gotta have some good talk every once in a while, right?

Hope you enjoy! *nervous*

Bilbo sighed, closing his eyes and bringing the coat tighter over his body. It was freezing in the night, since the fire was out and all the dwarves were sleeping. Unfortunately, Bilbo found no sleep, so he was stuck sitting aside curling into himself. Beside him slept Kili.

The dwarves, as much as they loved Kili, were very wary from the trip and decided to sleep a bit further from Kili. They did, deep inside, trust him, but by the way he was behaving recently and after all they had gone through, they decided to give him some time first.

"Bilbo."

Bilbo looked at Kili, who was covered in his blanket and nothing but his eyes and nose showed. He looked warm, but when Bilbo looked at his body, he found that he was shivering beneath the blankets. "Yes, Kili?"

"Why can't you sleep?" Kili asked in a whisper. "You have been sitting like that for hours now."

"And have you been watching me?" Bilbo asked, chuckling. "You can't sleep either, can you? I don't know. I can't sleep like this. Everyone is so distressed and the mood is just so ruined… I don't know."

Kili continued to look at Bilbo, not moving. "Yeah."

"Kili… I have a question if you don't mind me asking." Bilbo bit his lip. When Kili made a small nod, Bilbo continued. "I––well, today, did you, erm, did you really think Bombur was the Goblin King? I mean, I'm not saying you're insane, Kili, I'm just––"

"Yeah. I did think it was actually the goblin." Kili muttered. "You can't understand what I'm feeling right now, Bilbo. I can't understand it myself. At moments I feel safe and at home, happy, and at others all I can feel is guilt and pain and… I don't know, Bilbo. I mean, I saw Bombur as the goblin king, but now everything's normal."

"It's phases, I suppose. You know, I heard that some people can experience hallucinations and such fits after experiencing something very bad." Bilbo responded. "You went through a lot, and it will take time for you to overcome it. I'm sure you will, though."

"I like talking to you."

"I like talking to you as well." Bilbo said, smiling.

"You don't judge me."

"Why would I? I'm just a friend. At least, I hope I am." Bilbo chuckled, and Kili smiled, though Bilbo could not see the smile for Kili's mouth was hid. "You need to try and keep control over yourself. You are in a situation now where everyone wants to see what you do, and it is this time period that will really help you prove yourself."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, well, try to stop those phases. I don't know how you can do that, but try to. Say, perhaps, if you ever see Fili as a warg, but there are no other wargs around and everyone else is the same, try to convince yourself that the warg is your friend or such." Bilbo shrugged. "I don't really know how to, but it's worth a shot. If you do that, everyone will see that you are putting the effort into it and that you are still the same trustworthy Kili they always knew."

Kili looked at the ground thoughtfully. Bilbo was right, but Kili did not know if he could actually do that. During his hallucinations, he found it hard to focus on anything but the hallucination itself. He would try from now on. "I need to make Uncle love me again."

Bilbo looked at him in surprise. "Why would you do that? He loves you already."

Kili rolled over, now lying on his back and exposing his whole face, neck and left shoulder. He looked up at the stars. "Well, if I were in his place, I would hate me too. Why would he not? I almost killed him."

"Thorin is smarter than that, Kili. We already had this conversation back at the caves. Thorin loves you. He may say some things to you or punish you or whatever, but he truly cares for you." Bilbo sighed. "Now, don't you dare ask me to leave with you back to the Shire or something, because my answer will not be a no, but a smack to your bruised cheek."

Kili, to his surprise, laughed out loud. "Don't worry, mr. Boggins. I'm not considering that."

"It's Baggins."

"Boggins."

"Say it slowly, bag-gins. Baggins."

"Baog-gins." Kili tried, he really did, but it just did not come out right. Bilbo laughed then, and Kili joined along.

Bofur, who was on watch with Ori, appeared behind them. Ori spoke up first. "So you two are awake." He said. "I have missed you, Kili. I really have. You know, I used to write most of your jokes in my notes, even if I didn't like them. Then the whole time you were gone, I had three lines empty because you were supposed to be in there."

Kili looked up at Ori, slowly sitting up. "Really?"

Ori nodded, and Bofur patted his shoulder. He looked at Kili. "Yeah, laddie, we did. I think what was worse than you missing was Fili––"

"Fili? Was he not alright?" Kili asked urgently.

"He was fine physically, if that's what you mean. However he did not cope too well with your disappearance. He didn't lose hope that you were alive. Oh, and you did not see your uncle, Kili. He sobbed himself to sleep almost every single night, hugging Fili close to him. They've become closer than they ever were." Bofur explained.

Kili nodded slowly, smiling a bit. His uncle had cried because he was away? "I'm sorry to have caused them distress. I wasn't feeling well, though. You know, I was still under all those injuries and… it was too much for me to consider anything. I couldn't even move, let alone escape."

"Tell me, Kili." Ori said. "How did you heal? I want to write about it."

"I… actually…" Kili tensed, bringing his knees up closer to his face and looking to the other side. "Azog healed me… because I agreed to something."

"Something?" Asked Bofur, raising an eyebrow.

Kili did not respond. He would not openly confess that he had agreed to betray his uncle just to have his wounds treated. He closed his eyes as his heart clenched once more. After some three minutes or so, Bofur finally understood that Kili did not want to talk about it. He sighed.

"Well, Laddie, I'm glad to see that you're feeling better." He said with a kind smile. "You don't look too insane to me, you know."

"He's not insane." Bilbo said softly. "He's merely distraught and has trouble forgetting things. He's strong, though. He will make it through."

Bofur nodded. "Aye. Well, Ori and I better continue our watch. It'll be over soon." He nodded and excused himself, Ori trailing behind.

Kili was staring ahead into the dead fire, his arms hugging his legs tightly. Bilbo reached out a hand and placed it on Kili's shoulder. "What is it?"

Kili did not answer. He merely shook his head. Bilbo sighed. "It's okay if you don't want to talk. Is it something about why Azog healed you?" He attempted again. Kili's lip quivered and Bilbo knew that it was something about that. "Well, if you want to talk, I'm here. I don't think I'll sleep any time soon."

Kili nodded but did not look at him. His thoughts wandered far, back to the discussion he had with Azog.

"I will warn you, Kili. If you disobey me, expect nothing good. Not for you, or your brother." Azog said. "Now, give me a promise, by Sauron's name, that you will obey my orders."

Kili was still smiling, looking at his healed hands and stretching his back as much as he could. The magic had really done its job. "I promise, I promise!"

"And you will kill him."

"Kill? What?" Kili looked at Azog, trying to look puzzled. It was obvious what Azog had wanted, but Kili was not sure if he would do it. "Why would I kill Uncle? I thought I had to injure him."

Azog growled. "Well, I am making it clear to you now. Your task is to kill Thorin, do you understand?"

"And what if I say no? I can hurt him but not kill him."

"I can always remove the magic, you know, before it takes effect and fully heals your body." Azog threatened. "You can rot here, injured, or save yourself, your brother and everyone by killing Thorin."

Kili shuddered. "I… I will do it."

"Very well. You may sleep now." Azog walked away, leaving Kili behind, tied to the rock wall. Once Kili was asleep, he would put him under the magic. That way, Kili would follow his orders right on time, and speak exactly what Azog wanted.

Kili felt a lump grow in his throat. He had promised Azog he would kill Thorin even before the magic. He cursed; what was he, anyways, other than a weak, traitor of a dwarf? How had he even agreed? Sure, he had been very overwhelmed at the time, but he could not bring himself to find an excuse.

He slid back down to the ground and covered himself in the blanket once more, this time giving his back to Bilbo. Even Bilbo would not forgive him if he found out.

"And where have you been?"

Kili's eyes slowly opened as he heard numerous voices speak around him. He propped himself up on his elbow and rubbed his eyes. Thorin was speaking to Gandalf.

Gandalf? He was back?

Kili stood up, dusting his pants and running a hand through his messy hair.

"I was away for business, Thorin."

"And you left us under very bad circumstances! You cannot just disappear like that!"

"And you cannot tell me what to do." Gandalf replied calmly. "I have healed your nephew, Fili, almost completely from that arrow wound last night while you slept. He will be in no pain when he awakens."

"Had you been here earlier––"

"I would not have been able to heal him. I have healed him thanks to the elves. I was visiting them, and they gave me various herbs in case anyone gets injured. The herbs worked very well on Fili."

"Elves?" Thorin spat. "There are elves around here?"

Gandalf nodded. "Aye, there are. In fact, I wanted to tell you something: in order to get to the Lonely mountain, you must pass through Mirkwood. The forests are dark and dangerous, so you must be careful."

Thorin glared at him. "Mirkwood? Land of Thranduil? I am not nearing that place."

"It is your safest way to Erebor."

"No." Thorin crossed his arms. "Well, I will think about it."

"Good morning." It was Fili. He walked over to stand beside his uncle. "Did I miss anything? Also, thank you Gandalf. I feel much better, though the wound still stings a bit."

Kili slowly made his way over to them, unnoticed. He stood by Fili, who was closest to him. Fili turned around and saw him. "Kili."

Kili smiled. Fili put a hand on his shoulder. "Good morning. How do you do today?"

"Alright." Kili answered, feeling warm at Fili's touch. "Your wound is better?" He asked in a low voice.

Fili nodded. "Much better." He grinned. "I missed you. I did not have the ability to properly greet you." He pulled Kili into an embrace, and Kili closed his eyes, taking in the smell of his brother. He had missed him as well, oh how he missed him. "It is still surreal to me that you are alive."

Kili nodded against Fili's chest, and Fili tightened the hug. "We have a lot of talking to catch up on! You need to tell me what happened. Everything. I will tell you everything as well."

Aye, we do. Kili thought. But I'm not sure you want to know what I did.

A/N:

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Expect a Legolas soon!

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