Sooo... after long, long, long, log time I finally have written chapter 9 ^^

I'm so sorry... and plus its soo short :(( but I didn't have any idea how to write... well I hope you'll enjoy it... but first I have to say something:

To be clear… I read the book more than once!

Well, Some of you guys said Thorin is out of character. I know that! But in chapter three I clearly said/ Thorin said: "Two days and she CHANGED me."

So I'm not going to excuse therefor and no one has the right to offend me;)

I'm sorry... this is probably meant for those how didn't read the whole story... but I had to say it;)

So here is it ^^

Thorin Oakenshield

Thorin was not in the best mood that day and for good measure it had to start teem down so everyone was totally wet to the skin after seconds.

The king led the way himself and behind him the princess.

The weather went worse and the pelting rain became a thunderstorm.

Suddenly he heard someone falling and he turned around. Bilbo almost fell over the edge of the small mountain pathway more then 6.000 feet down to the hard stony earth. For his fortune Dwalin was fast and strong enough to hold him back.

Looking to his companions' eyes he knew, they needed to protect themselves from this storm. No one knew what could happen if they'd hold on walking through the rain and thunders.

"We must find shelter!" Thorin yelled.

"LOOK OUT!" Dwalin shouted as a great rock came flying and crashed into the mountain they walk on, just a bit over their heads.

Rocks and bigger stones fell down and he pressed Nalia protectively to the cold stone behind her and bended over her so nothing could hurt her.

He felt her fingers cringing in his cloth and it send a tingling sensation down his back.

Not now you fool! He thought.

"This is no thunderstorm! IT'S A THUNDERBATTLE!" Balin pointed his finger on something that actually stood up and threw a rock that it ripped out off the mountain!
He just heard Bofur shouting: "…STONE GIANTS!"

The Rock flew over their heads and hit another stone giant.

And as that wasn't enough the mountain they stood on, began to move as well!

Damn! Why does this happen to us?!

He pressed Nalia even more to the stone giant and heard her voice slightly at his neck: "No, no, no!"

Kili kings heir

The giant stood up and he stated that they stood on his legs. He saw his brother moving away and heard his name from his lips. Shocked he stared to the few of his companions at the other side of the rift that parted them.

Kili turned as one of the two other giants hit theirs.

He saw the others running to save ground his uncle at first as the giant leg crashed to the mountain.

When he ran after them something at the giants leg left to him caught his attention. What was that? A second too late he also heard a yell and knew what was there at the cold stone. The relegated black-haired dwarf princess yelling for help and crying out her cloak got caught somewhere.

"Rip it away!" His uncle sounded panic. She tried her best searching the buckle.

Meanwhile the stone giant got up again and his leg slowly moved away from the saver ground.

"NALIA!" Thorin yelled. In a twinge of panic she just ripped it, as Thorin had say, ran and jumped over the deep.

The young heir saw that she wouldn't get it and reached out for her.

He saw her eyes. Panic and fear filled wide-eyes stared at his through the driving rain.

She stretched out her hand but she was inches to far away! Both Nalia and Kili knew that she would die.

"NOOO! NALIA!" Kili heard his uncle again.

Suddenly her whole weight sucked him down to the deep.

Someone behind him, he didn't know who, stopped their falling.

Nalia bumped to cold stone and yelled. This sound was so painful and percussive that Kili closed his eyes and hoped it would end. But he didn't let her fall. With the other dwarves help he pulled her up.

Nalia from the fiery mountain

The young heir held her. He had grabbed her by her wrist and that hurt.

Back on her feed Nalia felt dizzy. Her body was shaking in the ice-cold rain and she had no cloak. The elfish cloths were made with beautiful handwork but it was not warm enough for this weather.

Nalia locked in Kilis eyes and whispered: "Thank you…"

Everything went black.

The next thing she remembered was waking up in a cave. Everyone was quiet. Most of the others lay on the ground but she knew the fewest were asleep.

Suddenly she noticed that she didn't feel cold. A cloak rested heavy on her shoulder and warmed her whole body. It wasn't her cloak, of cause not, hers hung on a stone giant. It was a black one and had some fur were it laid on the shoulders. Nalia knew too well whose cloak that was. Thorin Oakenshield himself owned that cloak. Why have he given it to her?

It smelled like him. She liked it. Closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She didn't like it. No, she loved it! She loved, having his cloak. She didn't care why.

The black-haired she-dwarf turned around just to see the back of the dwarfish prince.

Then Nalia heard some voices. Bilbo's and Bofur's if she was right. She didn't understand a word but she tried and held her breath to hear them better.

Suddenly Thorin jumped up and then she saw it too. Bilbo's sword shining light blue!

What did Gandalf said? When Orcs are near it will shine blue?
In between seconds she was on her feat when the ground of the cave began to shake.

Thorin turned around to her. Fear in her eyes. She stepped forward and cringed her finger into his shirt pressing her face to his chest.

His arms wrapped around her were the last she felt.

And then they fell.

Yeah... I know it's short :/ but I liked the cut at this part of the story^^

I don't know when I'll get the next up... I'm a bit in stress and can't write every day... I hope you'll understand...

Thanks for reading lovelies :** ^^