A/N: sorry for the late update!

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Kili threw his hands up, exasperated. "You must be joking! You can't just break his bow! There are spiders out here and he probably knows how to kill them more than we do! What has entered your brains?"

Fili put a hand on his shoulder. "Stop protecting the elf, Kili." He said in a low voice. "He is none of our concern. Besides, I don't see any spiders yet. He was probably wanting to kill Dori."

Kili crossed his arms and looked away, to the direction Legolas bad been looking. Fili was right, nothing seemed to be there. He sighed and looked sadly at the woodelf, who was fighting with over five dwarves on his own. Then he saw it. "Oín!" He yelled in warning.

Before Oín could comprehend why Kili had called him, Kili pulled out his bow and arrow and, with shaking hands, aimed at the beast's head where Legolas had aimed before. Sure enough, it hit it between the eyes (and Kili was proud considering he wasn't even concentrating all that well) and fell with a screech.

Thorin was then alarmed. "Release the elf!" He yelled. "Fight the spiders!"

Spiders began appearing from all corners, attacking the dwarves and cutting some of them. Kili fought alongside his brother, using his sword. The dwarves, however, had a very hard time killing the spiders because they could not climb the trees, and the spiders were too high for them to probably stab them between the eyes. Soon, the spiders began releasing their webs and the dwarves were beginning to get imprisoned in their nets.

Thorin let out a growl as a spiderweb began spinning about, covering his eyesight. Kili, with his sword, tried his best to cut the web, but the web was too strong and fresh to be cut. No matter how much he cut, the spider kept renewing it.

Before his eyesight had been blocked, however, Thorin had noticed something: Legolas had not escaped. Instead, he was climbing the trees quickly and jumping down onto spiders, stabbing them with his twin knives.

Why hadn't he just left them? They had broken his bow and mistreated him.

Kili turned around to find that Fili, also, was now a prisoner in the webs. Only he, Legolas and Dwalin stood before the two remaining spiders. Kili began to take a step forward only to fall down face first, because webs had tied around his feet and boots. He let out a grunt as his breath was taken by the fall, and before the spider poison he did not notice he was poisoned by began taking effect, he saw Legolas struggling against the spiders himself.

"My king!"

Thranduil turned around. "Any news? Legolas has been away for two days, I am beginning to worry." The guard nodded, and the feared expression he wore did not escape Thranduil. "You have no good news. Speak up." He said urgently, raising an eyebrow.

"Well, my lord, we found what we think was prisoners in spider webs. We wanted to break them free, but the spiders were guarding them. There was about ten or twelve of them, my lord, and I don't know if Legolas was in there. The entire patrol had returned but him."

Thranduil rubbed his temples. "Any idea what could be in those webs?"

"Yes."

Thranduil looked up to the familiar voice. "Mithrandir."

Gandalf nodded. "I am sorry for being late, I... I had some issues on the way." He said slowly, not wanting to bring up what had happened between him and Saruman. "Your guard escorted me here. I know exactly what was in those webs and yes, your son is in there as well."

"Speak up, wizard!" Thranduil ordered impatiently. "Where exactly is my son and who is he imprisoned with?"

"Legolas has been trapped in a spider's nest, if you want to call it that. Him and some fellow dwarves were attacked by a group of spiders, and they could not beat them."

"Dwarves?" Thranduil growled.

"We should go free them immediately, I would say. I fear they have been poisoned."

"Dwarves?" Thranduil repeated in disgust. "My son with dwarves? Is that why he asked me why I do not befriend them? He-dwarves?"

"Calm down, Thranduil. Your son was merely assisting us." Gandalf explained. "I will lead you to them, but I will have to leave. I have unfinished business."

Thranduil furrowed his eyebrows. "Guards!" He called. When they emerged, he began his orders. "Gather a patrol party, and make sure they have weapons. Archers, swordselves, everything. We need about thirty elves. There are many spiders we will need to fight. Be sure to bring along a healer with some medical equipment. I don't want my son to be hurt."

Bilbo sighed, running a hand through his hair. Damn spiders. He had been invisible for two days, thanks to the ring, but all the weapons-including his "letter opener" somehow-were covered with spider webs and the spiders guarded them very well.

He had tried to open the webs for the dwarves, but the webs were far too strong. However, he had managed to free most of their noses, thus allowing them to breathe; the dwarves had very long noses, and the webs around them were not as thick. It was also easy for Bilbo to locate their noses since they poked out from behind the webs.

There were only two dwarves whose noses he could not locate.

Kili and Ori.

They were young, and their noses were naturally smaller and less rounded than most dwarves. Although Fili was young, however, his nose was grown and long, so Bilbo could save it. He continuously felt guilt prying in his heart, because he feared that eithe Kili or Ori would die from the lack of oxygen.

He sat back down against the tree and rocked back and forth, trying to think of a plan. If any dwarf died, he would blame himself forever.

The elf.

The spiders had kept Legolas much higher up in the trees than the dwarves, and Bilbo could not climb. What if Legolas died of lack of oxygen as well? He hadn't deserved it; he was merely helping the dwarves!

Bilbo, however, had tried to help the elf in another way. His bow had been thrown about, the spiders not interested since it was broken in half. Bilbo used all the spiderwebs lying around and about in the trees and on the ground, along with some leaves, to hold the bow together again. He put the two halves together, covered the break with leaves, then wrapped it with the spiderwebs. It wouldn't last long, but it would certainly help Legolas for long enough until he got home. Plus, he hoped the gesture would make Legolas feel better.

"Over here, my lord!"

Bilbo jumped in shock at the loud call. He put the bow aside, hiding it underneath some old leaves. Who was there? Bilbo looked from behind the tree carefully-though he knew he could not be seen-and watched as a small army of elves approached.

Gandalf was with them.

Bilbo took off his ring and inhaled deeply. "Gandalf!" He called, running out. "You've come back! Where have you been?"

"Bilbo? You are free?" Gandalf asked, raising an eyebrow. "How did you free yourself?"

"I had my... Sword, yes, and I broke free. Then the spiders, erm, caught me, and, uh, took my sword and uh, that wasn't too long ago. I managed to hide for a bit." Bilbo lied, trying to sound convincing. The elf king-he presumed, since he wore a crown-raised an eyebrow and looked very angry.

"Where is my son?" He inquired. "Where is he?"

"Uh, I believe he's just up that tree..." He said, pointing to where Legolas was trapped. Thranduil nodded to his elves and two immediately climbed up the tree, using their swords to free their prince.

Legolas came out coughing, clutching his throat. His hair was sticky, with spiderwebs intertwined within the strands. The other elves held him and helped him get down to where his father stood.

Legolas rubbed his eyes carefully and coughed again. Then, he straightened his shoulders and stood up straighter. "Adar."

Bilbo smiled, expecting the father to hug his son and give him a worried speech.

He didn't know Thranduil.

"What were you thinking, helping those dwarves?" He spat instead. "Dwarves? You help dwarves? I only freed you from those spiders so I can kill you myself! What. Were. You. Thinking?"

Legolas visibly flinched. "Adar, I just wanted to help them because the spiders are our enemy as well and..."

"And what? You help a trespasser into our lands? They trespassed, they entered without our knowledge, they can fight the spiders on their own! They are not under our protection!"

"Adar..."

"No. Free the dwarves." He ordered his elves. "Then throw them in the dungeons."

"Adar..." Legolas closed his eyes, exasperated.

"Do as I say," he ordered again, an edge to his voice, "and if Legolas says another word, throw him in there along with those dwarves."

Bilbo shifted uncomfortably. He decided to give Legolas back his bow while they stood there, so he grabbed it and walked over to Legolas, handing it to him. "I, er, I fixed your bow."

Legolas smiled. "Thank you, mr... Hobbit." He took the bow gratefully. "Really, thank you."

"A broken bow?" Thranduil asked, narrowing his eyes.

"Yes, yes. The dwarves broke it accidentally and I fixed it-"

"The dwarves broke your bow and yet you fought alongside them?" Thranduil almost yelled. "Have you no brain? What do I do with you!" He turned to his guards. "Throw him in the dungeons!"

Angry Thranduil is angry. I really love him but I think he has a point!

And I'll leave the whole Ori/Kili not breathing thing as a surprise... *evil*

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