Thranduil lounged on his wooden throne, whirling his wine in his tall glass. His long life had been very dull of late, his kingdom being so isolated. But now with the dwarves in cells, trying to get to Erebor, and a presumed dead prince that had been the source of lots of embarrassment, life was finally getting interesting.

"Father?"

Thranduil looked up and saw his heir kneeling in front of him, "What is it?"

"The youngest prince is refusing to eat, sire." Legolas said, not raising his head.

"Well, then force him." Thranduil took a swig from his glass, uninterested.

"We have tried but he just spits it out."

Thranduil stood, pulling his robe around him. "Oh just stand up, will you?"

Legolas stood, placing his hands behind his back, "What is the use of the dwarf if the others aren't going anywhere?"

Thranduil paused, thinking about it, "That is a good point."

"Surely it would be better to kill the retch now."

"But then I do not get my jewels."

Legolas blinked, "Are you saying what I think you're saying?"

Thranduil cocked his head to one side, "Keeping the dwarves here will not help me get what I want. Letting them go, with out them being aware of course, would make them go to the mountain and then I get my jewels."

Legolas smirked, bowing slightly. "I will let the guard have some wine, sire."

Bilbo snuck down the corridor to the winery, treading lightly as he had planed. Three elves were in a drunken coma, flopped over a table. Bilbo smirked, this would be easier then he had expected. He pulled the keys slowly over the hook, slowly, slowly. Sparing a last glance at the snoring guards, he slipped back up the stairs. Now to get these dwarves out.

He slipped back to Thorin in time to hear Ori say, "We never going to reach the mountain, are we?"

"Not stuck in here you're not." he said, pushing a key into Thorin's cell door.

There were cries of "Bilbo!" and "It's the burglar!" from the captive dwarves.

"Shh, there are guards near by!" Bilbo decided it would be better not to tell them that the only guards were unconscious in dreams of wine. One by one the dwarves are released from their short term homes, the last one Bilbo got to was Fili. The dwarf was sitting with his bad still to the world, head resting on the wall.

"Fili! We need to go!"

He didn't respond. Thorin pulled open the cell, grasping his nephews shoulder. Fili exploded in to action, pulling Thorin over his shoulder to the floor. He kneel on his uncles chest, forearm jammed under his chin. Then he froze.

"You're not him." he said, miserably, "I thought you were him."

The blonde prince stood, not bothering to help Thorin up, and walked to the other dwarves, sighing.

Thorin heaved himself up, rubbing his neck, "What was that about?"

But Bilbo didn't hear, he was thinking about what he had done. The damage he had caused and he could repair.

Bilbo straightened up, he had tried to get to Kili cell before coming here but the dwarf was surrounded by seven guards all with their swords drawn as if they were expecting an attack. He would be better to stay where he was anyway, are at least thats what Bilbo told himself.

He was pulled back to himself when there was a growl from the assembled dwarves. Bilbo turned to see...he blinked, this couldn't be happening. Fili was backing away from the dwarves, crotched down, teeth bared. Thorin hurried forward, catching the prince on the back,

"Fili, what is wrong?" Thorin grasped him by the shoulders.

Fili turned, eyes wide and fearful, "Where is he, Thorin? Are they hiding him?"

Thorin and Bilbo exchanged worried looks, "Fili, can you remember?"

"Remember what? What is a hobbit doing here? Hes so tiny! And no shoes! Look Thorin! He hasn't got any boots on!"

Everyone watched in shocked silence as Fili collapsed in hysterical laughter, slapping his knees. Oin came forward and grasped the blonde's chin, forcing the laughing face up to his. The healer nodded, muttering under his breath.

"What is it, Oin?" Thorin urges the dwarf.

"When did he last sleep?" Oin said, examining the dwarf's eyes,

"I don't know, why?"

"He is suffering from lack of sleep. He will have delusions and loss of memory but he will be fine."

Fili giggled then slumped against Thorin.

So, Kili's stuck in the woodland realm and Fili is suffering from major grief. For those who are confused, Bilbo has already tried to get Kili but was stopped by too many guards!

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