*** Authors Note: Here is chapter seven! Please leave me a review or PM me with what you think of it! ***

*** Chapter Seven: Azog ***

"I was wanting to find you." I say.

"In your condition you should have waited for someone to help you." Thorin says wrapping his strong arms around me. After what happened to us, he no longer hides his affection for me in public.

"I need to learn how to take care of myself. I have to live the rest of my life like this." I say nodding to my arm. My left arm is paralyzed, I cannot move it at all and have no feeling in it. My left arm was my dominant one as well which makes it that much worse."Besides, I want to help."

"Well, what would you like to do?" He asks. I look around us and see Dunedain running all around busy trying to fix the inside of the mountain.

"Can I just stay with you from now on?" I ask shyly.

"Of course you can. You can help me decide on what needs to be done and how." He puts his arm around my waist and leads me away. I look at the face I have grown to love so much and it is hard to believe that four months ago I thought him dead. He promised Me that we would not be parted, and he kept his promise.

*The three of them are fighting around me. Thorin told me to stay with them, that they would protect me, as I told everyone that there was no way I was going to stay behind if all of my friends were out here fighting. Besides, I know how to fight myself.

"Tamina, duck!" Kili yells I duck down quickly and Kili shoots an arrow in a Orc that was sneaking up on me.

"Thanks!" I say he nods at me and we both continue taking Orcs down. We have been fighting for quite awhile now and it seems like it will never end, as there are so many enemies. I am exhausted from all the fighting I have done, but Thorin, Fili and Kili don't even look tired at all. All of a sudden I hear Thorin saying "Everyone, gather to me!" I run over to him with the brothers and look at what he Is looking at and I gasp. It is Azog coming towards us.

"Found you! Had to kill quite a few of your men to get to you, but I did not mind that! I rather enjoyed it!" The huge pale Orc says laughing maniacally.

"Well this is the end of the line for you!" Thorin says running to him sword in hand.

"Tamina, please stay here." Kili says as he and Fili get ready to follow their uncle.

"No! I want to go help you!" I say.

"Thorin would want you to stay away from Azog. Please stay for Uncles sake." Fili says. I nod reluctantly and they rush off. I know that if Azog finds out that I am a woman, he will use me against Thorin. That is the reason why they made me wear a helmet and disguise my figure if I was going to fight today, so that no one can tell my gender. I watch from where they left me hoping that they will be able to defeat the pale Orc. There are there other Orcs circled around the five of us, and I am sure that they are hanging back as Azog wants to deal with Thorin and his kin himself. The three men are trying their best, but the Orc is so strong and ruthless and I feel so useless standing over here not helping them.

"I want to see your face when your nephews DIE!" Azog yells as he throws Thorin away and brutally stabs Fill and Kili then tosses them away. Thorin and I scream their names and rush towards the Orc. He throws me to the side and I land on a rock that jabs into my ribs. I cry out in pain and struggle up to see Azog standing over Thorin stabbing him. Adrenaline kicks in and I run over there fast and jump in front of Thorin and Azog's sword digs into the muscles in my arm. Intense pain blinds me and I almost pass out.

"What is this?!"Azog yells and kicks me in the stomach away from Thorin. I cough up blood and turn to see the Orc heading towards me. Terrified, I try to stand up, but fall back down. I try to crawl away, but he grabs my ankle, twists it, and pulls me close so he can look at me.

"You are too short and skinny to be a Dunedain. Now I wonder what truly is behind this helmet?" He says reaching for my head. I shake my head and try to struggle from his grasp, but I don't move at all and he tears my helmet off.

"My my, Thorin you made an mistake bringing your woman to me. Yes I know these beads in her hair are yours and what it means. What do you think boys? Shall I have some fun with her?" He says and all the Orcs around us cheer. Three Orcs come over and hold Thorin back so he cannot come to my aid, and at the same time making sure watches. I look in his eyes and see fear and pain in them. I am frightened at what the Orc will do to me. I know that I don't stand a chance against his strength, so somehow I must outwit him. My left arm that got stabbed is bleeding, but I feel no pain from it. He pulls out his curved knife and runs it along my face opening cuts the whole way. I bite my lip until it bleeds so I do not cry out in pain to give him satisfaction.

"Leave her alone! Its me you want!" Thorin yells. He is bleeding profusely from his wounds and seems very weak.

"So the mouse refuses to squeak? How about... I cut off your hair? I know how important hair is to Dunedain" Azog says pulling my hair. He bends me forward so that I am on my knees and facing the ground. He then grabs my hands and holds them behind my back. But he does not see that I grabbed a small knife from my boot. I hide it in my fist, praying that he does not see it. The Pale Orc laughs and cuts off my long hair and holds the braids up for Thorin to see.

"You see her precious hair? Not so beautiful now, is she? Now... how about I take out her tongue?" Azog says leaning his face over me. Now is my chance! I stab my knife in his eye and roll out from under him. I quickly grab his sword as he is recoiling from my attack and bring it down on his neck, severing his head. I hold the head up for see and say "This is your Kings head! Who is next?!" The Orcs scream when I throw the head at them and retreat. I look over at Thorin and see the three Orcs that were holding him are now dragging him off. He is struggling and they are having a hard time dragging him. I start to go after them, but a Orc grabs me from behind yelling at me in its language. I fall down and it falls down on top of me. I have my sword pointed up so that the Orc will fall on it, but then my head smashes on a rock and I black out.*