Short update this time, sorry...

I took a bit of liberty with the 'stone giant scene'. I know it didn't happen quite like that but oh well.

Enjoy!

The rain returned with a vengeance the following morning. Icy drifts of wind and sleet pelted down on the company as they made their way up and through the treacherous mountain passages. They barely spoke, except when crying out in warning because of a particularly slippery area or loose stones. Kili trudged on in the miserable weather. He didn't quite take any notice though. His mind was more focused on something or rather, someone. He glanced back through the rain to briefly look at Farandir. The spellcaster didn't meet his gaze. He was too busy pulling Bombur over a rocky protrusion. Kili smiled briefly before moving on.

Farandir looked up and briefly caught the smile just as the dwarf turned away. This brought a smile to his own face. He glanced at the others and noticed that they were the only ones in a particularly happy mood. He sighed and looked up at the toiling clouds high above. Briefly he wished he could change the weather after all.

As time passed and the sun began to set the storm only intensified, the thick clouds only served to darken the land more swiftly. Thunder and lightning crackled and boomed. They would have to find some sort of shelter soon or else be stuck blind on the side of mountain.

"Thorin! We need to stop!" Dwalin bellowed.

Thorin turned back and looked over his companions. He knew Dwalin was right, but where would they find a place to rest now? Before he could respond another loud boom shook the mountain.

"Look out!" someone cried as an immense boulder flew through the air, seemingly out of nowhere, and crashed into the mountainside above them.

"This is not a thunder storm!" Balin cried, "It's a thunder battle! Look!"

Everyone looked to where the old dwarf pointed. They were stunned at what they saw. Colossal stone giants were rising up from the ground around them. They towered up around them, as tall as the surrounding mountains. It seemed as if they wanted to tear each other apart. Instead they were only ripping apart the mountains from which they had risen.

"Move move move!" Thorin cried.

The group, broken out of their stunned silence, burst forth and made up the path. They did not get far. Moments after they started the ground at their very feet began to rumble. The stone cracked as it shifted, twisting and breaking all around them. Suddenly the ground lifted up, separating half the group from the other. The dwarves cried out in panic as they were lifted away from their comrades, each group trapped on a leg of the stone giant that had just awoken.

"Kili!" Fili called as his brother was lifted away.

Farandir glanced down and saw that they were miles higher than they had just been a moment ago. One of the dwarves, he could not see who, lost his balance and started to topple forward. Farandir grabbed at him and pulled him back, slamming him into the rock wall.

"Hold on!" he cried to those around him. As he did so he felt a hand grab hold of his. He glanced over to see that it was Kili's hand. The dwarf looked about as terrified as Farandir felt himself. He squeezed the hand in reassurance.

Stones and boulders rained down all around them as the giants battled, breaking apart as they hit each other. The two groups held on for dear life as they were carried along into the fight. After a few terrifying moments Thorin's group got the chance to jump off of the giant as it passed close by the mountain side. Kili's group was trapped on the other side and could not do the same.

The battle raged on for a few more minutes before the giant that Kili, Farandir, Bilbo and the rest were clinging to finally met his match. One of the others launched an enormous bolder at said giant, hitting his large stony head and breaking it clean off. The headless body began to crumble and fall forward. The trapped companions cried out as they fell forward too. Thorin's group called out in fear as they saw what was happening, Fili crying out his brother's name. As the mountainside sped up to meet them Bilbo shut his eyes and thought of the Shire one last time. Kili's grip tightened on Farandir's hand. The two glanced at each other, the elf giving the dwarf a small smile. Then there was a thunderous boom that split the air.

Fili's heart stopped for one agonizing moment as stone hit stone. Thorin cried out, the sound of his voice ripping through the air. As the great stone body bounced back after hitting the wall of rock they could see no sign of their friends. The group rushed forward to see what had become of them, fearing the worst.

Relief hit them like the air from an open furnace. There stood the others, shaken but unharmed, clinging to the rock face. The dwarves cheered as they were reunited with their friends. Kili let go of Farandir's hand to briefly embrace his brother. Thorin gave him a ghost of a smile and laid his hand on his nephew's shoulder.

"Hey! Where's Bilbo? Where's the Halfling?"

The question rippled through the company, all of them glancing around to see if they could spot the hobbit.

"There!" Kili cried and rushed forward to grab at the hobbit that was dangling off the side of the mountain. He could however not reach him. Scrambling forward he jumped over the edge and landed on a small ledge. Reaching out he grabbed the Halfling and swung him around where he was caught by Dwalin and pulled to safety. As he made to pull himself back up his foot slipped causing him to fall. Now he was dangling just like the hobbit had moments before.

Farandir cried out fearfully, but he was too far back to help fast enough. Dwalin was swift however and in moments Kili was standing next them again. There was a collective sigh of relief before anyone said anything. Thorin spoke first. He berated the hobbit for not paying more attention, stating that he was better off back at home in his comfortable chair. There was silence for a while before everyone finally moved on. They found a cave nearby and decided to settle in for the night, wait out the storm.

Thorin forbade them from making a fire and placed Bofur on first watch. Long after everyone found their place to settle in for the night and most had been snoring for a while, Kili moved to sit down next to Farandir who had been rolling around restlessly.

"I thought we were going to die." He whispered.

"For a moment I thought so too." Farandir said with a small smile.

"I'm glad we didn't."

Farandir laughed loudly at this, drawing a few grunts and protests. When it died down he looked over at the handsome young warrior, reaching up to cup his cheek.

"I'm glad too." He said and leaned in to kiss the archer tenderly. They were so engrossed in the kiss that they didn't notice the hobbit sneaking off towards the cave entrance. They broke apart though when the hobbit was caught out by Bofur. They listened to the two talk for a moment, but the words didn't seem to really reach them. They were too caught up by each other. Their lips met once more in a fiery kiss.

Thorin, who was listening to the exchange between the dwarf and the hobbit, suddenly sat up at the strange hissing sound coming from the floor. A crack snaked across the ground, spreading out between the sleeping dwarves. Before he could cry out in warning the floor gave way. The last thing he saw before plunging into the darkness was his nephew in a deep embrace with an elf. He mentally cursed at this. There was no way THAT was happening.

Over protective father figure stepping up it seems haha

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