MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA aren't I very quick with update? Are y'all proud of me for getting it done THIS quick? :) I want say a big HELLO to all ma new followers! HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOO there! I do hope you've read the ENTIRE thing (so far) and are enjoying it :D XD Anywho I want to thank DwarvenWarrior (a faithful and loyal follower/reviewer) for her opinion's on my soon to be written new story 'So this is Middle-Earth?' I haven't got round to starting it yet but an input from ALL of you would be much appreciated! Also I'm surprised that I haven't had that much critiscism...am I doing something good? Anyway please keep on reading/reviewing/following/favouriting etc etc! NOW ON WITH THE CHAPTER...

In the Cells

"Well what is your connection to her?"

Kili stared at the elf. How in the whole of Middle-Earth did he know Lark?! The green eyes continued to pore into his skull and he averted his gaze. Maybe this elf could tell him if she was alive...maybe he could pass a message onto her...

"We're friends, she was travelling with us..."

The elf blinked.

"That's unsual for her! She prefers to travel alone, or rather she chooses too!"

Kili looked up again. The elf looked fairly young, dark hair fell past his shoulders and there were a few braids woven through it, his pale green eyes studied Kili and he felt exposed. What was HIS connection to Lark? Kili felt a stab of jealousy flare through his body. What had he to be jealous of? That this elf knew Lark before him? That she might've shared a relationship with this elf and told noone? The elf chuckled.

"You seem to have a lot on your mind Kili!"

"How do you know my name?!"

The elf smiled but didn't say how.

"I'm Arandur! Captain of the Woodland Gurd. I met Lark a long time ago when she saved my life. It is a debt I still have to repay her for..."

Kili cocked an eyebrow at him. What did the elf want?

"Kili...I can see what you feel for her! It was the same look when I first saw my wife!"

The jealousy that Kili melted away. So he wasn't in a previous relationship with Lark. Arandur chuckled. The look of relief on the dwarrf's face explained his feelings clearly but he needed to hear it from him.

"Is she alive?"

Arandur pulled himself from his thoughts to look at the young dwarf. He had checked on Lark before he had come to the cells. She had pulled through, just, and was now sleeping...he nodded at Kili. He heard the sigh of relief.

"I will tell her where you are..."

"Why?"

"As I said before Kili, I can see the look that you wear. You may not know it yet but your feelings for Lark go way beyond friendship...if I can be of any help in your stay..."

Kili snorted. Stay?! He was in a prison cell but, Arandur had told him that Lark was alive and that was enough to make him feel a little trust for the elf.

"As I was saying...if I can be of any help to you in talking to Lark then I will relay on your messages!"

Arandur stood and took a step closer to the bars. His gaze narrowed.

"I should warn you though...if you do do ANYTHING to hurt her! I will not hesitate to kill you! She may not be through blood but she is my kin through bond and I will not see her in pain!"

Kili looked at him hard.

"I would never do anything to hurt her!"

The shadow across his face vanished and he looked plainly at Kili. Yes, what he felt was true.

"I will let you know when she awakes..."

He turned to leave.

"How did you know my name? Noone spoke unless it was abuse or Khuzd-Dhul so how did..."

"She told me."

With that Arandur took his leave. Kili sat back on the floor; confused. Lark was alive but, unconscious so how could she...? And would Arandur talk to her for him?...Well he did call her his kin so he must mean his word when it came to her. Kili leant his head back against the wall and closed his eyes. His head was swimming in thoughts, all of them a blur. All except the face of a certain young female who was currently sleeping three floors above him. The dwarf drifted into a dream-filled sleep. All thoughts on Lark.

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Tauriel watched the girl, who had saved her grandfather, as she slept. Her face was a ghostly white and her sandy, blonde hair lay matted against her head. The she-elf watched as her mouth muttered in a mixture of Sindarin, Westron and Khuzd-Dhul. She was surprised and confused that throughout the muttering; one word stayed the same. Kili.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHH OoO WHAT DO YOU THINK?! I decided that the next chapter would be a shared dream between the two! Nothing is going to happen...but it will start a twist their relationship! :D What did you think of Arandur and Kili's lil chat? GOOD or BAD? Really would like to know especially from you DwarvenWarrior as you seem to be my most loyal peep! ANYWHO TILL NEXT TIME MY DEAR READER BUDDIES (if any of you have read Miranda Hart's autobiographt you'll see that I haven't quite stolen her title for the reader :D) TTFN