Big thanks to Kusama-Shiori and Nice Egan for following/favouriting.

ColourGuardianoftheGalaxy – Kili is possibly the sweetest thing in existence!

Littlemissthunderbird – I wanted to try and add an original spin to my OC.

Celebrisilweth – I love them both so much. Fili will get a fair part to play in this story as well.

Nice Egan – Glad you have such confidence. Of course they would save her!

An Unexpected Meeting

When they got back to camp Kili gently placed the girl on the ground. Gently pushing a few strands of hair from her face he nodded before getting to his feet and following his brother towards their ponies. Taking Minty's reins Kili kissed the pony's nose before walking him towards the girl's camp. Fili had the healing supplies in his own pack and although both he and his brother were able to treat wounds well enough, Kili wished Oin was with them. The girl lay so still anyone passing by could easily mistake her for being dead. Taking the heavy packs and saddle off Kili watched as Minty shook his head before lying down several metres away. He chuckled to himself before dropping his things and staring at the dead fire.

"I'll get some wood," Fili chucked a small bag at him, "Try and find some bandages and tonic."

Nodding Kili began rooting around in the bag as his brother wandered off. Kneeling beside the girl he bit his lip before taking another look at her. She was young, no doubt only a few years younger than he was and even under all the bruises he could tell she was beautiful. Her build was far slenderer than most dwarvish women and she lacked any form of beard. But Kili knew she was a dwarf. Something inside of him just knew it. Shaking his head he snapped his head up as he realised Fili would be back any minute. Pulling the bag towards him it didn't take him long to pull out bandages and a few small bottles. One had a thick, white liquid in it whilst the other had dark blue liquid inside. Kili gave an involuntary shudder; he knew too well how good Oin's potions tasted.

"In your own time brother please. We have all of our lives after all."

Kili blushed as Fili sat down beside him and began to build up the fire again. Satisfied he had everything he needed Kili pushed the supplies to one side and gently placed the girls head in his head. She didn't make a sound and he noticed how she held onto her ribs tightly. Biting his lip Kili waited for his brother to join him before easing her arm away.

"Should we..? I mean what do we do with her clothes?"

Fili shook his head, "We need to see how injured she is. But I doubt she'll be too happy to wake up and find herself naked with two men looking at her."

Kili nodded before leaning forward and undoing her jacket. He tried to make his movements as gentle as possible so as not to hurt her. He was aware of Fili cutting around the wound in her leg and as he eased her jacket and shirt off Kili was thankful the girl had a leather corset covering her chest. One of his hands strayed down towards her gloved one. Curiosity roused in him. Why would she need gloves? It wasn't exactly cold? He was about to remove it when he shook his head and removed his hand. His heart plummeted when he saw the state of her body.

"Fili!"

His brother took a look and his own mouth dropped. The girl's ribs and stomach were covered in inky black bruises. Kili gave a nervous swallow as Fili gently pressed on her ribs.

They feel broken." He muttered. Kili said nothing as he began binding her torso. His mind was already trying to work out why the orcs had kept her a prisoner.

"Do you think they…?" Kili wasn't sure how best to phrase this, "Interfered with her?"

The thought was a horrible one and it made his skin crawl. Fili bit his Iip.

"I don't know. When she wakes we'll know more of what happened."

Kili gave a small nod before taking the small bottle of tonic from Fili and gently easing it down the girls' throat. Shaking his head Kili tried to stop the anger from building up inside him. He couldn't fully explain it but he felt a strong connection to this girl. To see her injured hurt him more than it no doubt should have done. Fili sat back and as Kili placed the girls head on the ground he pulled his blanket over her before moving to sit by Fili.

"What do we do now?"

"Hmm?" Fili moved his gaze away from the fire and Kili cocked his head in the girls' direction. Fili paused.

"I don't know. We can't take her with us obviously."

"We can't just leave her here!" Kili hissed. Fili chuckled at his outburst.

"I wasn't planning on it. We'll take her with us to the Shire. We can work out what to do from there."

Kili nodded and Fili clapped him on the shoulder.

"Come on. Let's get some lunch and set up camp. We can't do much else can we?"

Kili nodded and gently prodded the fire to keep it going. Whilst Fili carried on getting the food out his eyes kept straying back to the girl. He still couldn't explain the strange feeling in his chest, all he knew was that she was connected to him in some way.

Fira's whole body burned as she forced her eyes open. As her fuzzy brain tried to work out what had happened over the past few hours her hand moved down towards her thigh. She could feel a thick bandage had been wrapped around her leg. But her skin chilled as she realised that apart from the bandages she was completely naked. Rough fabric brushed over her body and Fira realised that – at the very least – she had a blanket to cover her up. Gripping it against her with one hand she looked down at herself. Her gloves had been removed and the scarred flesh caused her to shut her eyes for a few seconds in an effort to not break down.

"How are you feeling?"

At the mans voice Fira froze before slowly inching her head round. Her grip on the blanket tightened and she held it against her as she tried to sit up. A worried look appeared in his eyes and before she realised it he was kneeling beside her, placing one hand on her back to steady her. Fira blushed as she realised her grip on the blanket was slipping. The man looked to be only a few years older than she was with dark, shoulder length hair and dark eyes that sparkled brightly. Licking her lips she nodded as she realised it was the same man who had saved her life earlier.

"I…why did you remove my clothes?"

His face went red and as he sat back Fira looked him up and down. His clothes were well made, far nicer than anything she had ever seen. And yet they had been designed for comfort and practically rather than style. She eyed the knife and sword resting at his hip. The man followed her gaze before giving her a cheeky smile.

"So we save you from almost certain torture and death, patch you up, keep you safe and not even a thank you?"

Fira blushed even more at this point, "Sorry…thank you for that. I mean it. But that's not answering my question."

He nodded, "We needed to check your injuries for a start. And your clothes were covered in blood and dirt so my brother went to wash them."

Fira nodded, already her body was relaxing. The man narrowed his eyes.

"You didn't think..? His face paled, "You didn't think we'd have done that to you?"

Fira gave a small shrug, fully aware the man was staring at her scarred hands.

"I wake up naked with a man watching me. You can't blame me for having such a thought."

He nodded, "Well we'd never do anything like that."

Fira opened her mouth when she heard the sound of footsteps to her right. Looking over she saw another man hurrying over. This one had a wild mane of blonde hair with sharp blue eyes. He dropped the pile of her clothes beside her with a bright smile.

"You're awake! We did wonder if you would."

Fira nodded before pointing to her clothes, "Could you please turn around?"

Nodding both men did as she asked. Fira waited for a few moments before forcing herself to her feet and letting the blanket fall away. As she gave herself a quick glance over she reached down and grabbed her corset. Only when her chest was covered did she relax ever so slightly. Next were the trousers and boots. Both dark for camouflage. She ran her hand along a thin line of stiching. It hadn't been there before and she had to assume one of them had cut her clothes before mending them. Fira then pulled her dark blue tunic over her head. The edges of the sleeves and collar were embroidered with the marks of her family clan and she gently traced several of the patterns sadly. Leaving her dark brown fur coat for later Fira slipped her black sleeveless jacket on and hurried to do up the straps. After shaking the hood out she hurriedly scanned the ground for her gloves. To her horror she found no sign of them.

"Excuse me?" she tapped the blonde on the shoulder. He nodded and Fira rolled her eyes.

"You can both look."

As they turned she realised they were only a few centimetres taller than her. So she had found herself in the company of two dwarves near the Shire. Already the sick feeling had returned. What if they were part of Oakenshield's company? She would have to kill two people who had saved her life. Fira wrung her hands nervously.

"Do you have my gloves?"

The blonde nodded and fished them out of his pocket. Fira half grabbed, half snatched them from him and noticed the brunette watching her with an amused smile. He then cleared his throat.

"We haven't even properly introduced ourselves yet."

The blonde nodded before bowing, "Fili, at your service."

The brunette took her hand before bowing. Fira blushed as he pressed it to his lips.

"Kili, also at your service."

Fira gently took her hand back, "Fira, at yours."

Fili and Kili nodded whilst Fira was aware of an awkward silence settling on the group. Fili chewed his lip whilst she knew Kili wanted to ask her something. Fira gave him a soft smile and he nodded.

"Why did those orcs want you? And what's a young girl like you doing out here by herself?"

"I can look after myself well enough," Fira sighed. Gently pushing past the pair she began counting her weapons before sliding them into their correct sheaths. She didn't have to look to know both dwarves were watching her.

"I don't know why they took me. No doubt they saw me as an easy target. Someone to hurt and torture. They have to get their kicks somehow."

Both 'hummed' at this. Satisfied nothing was missing Fira sheathed her sword before turning to face the pair. She wasn't exactly sure how much she could tell them.

"I could ask you why you're out here."

"You could," Fili said, "But that's not an answer."

Fira nodded, best stick to the truth as much as possible.

"I'm heading towards the Shire."

"That's a turn up!" Kili said, "So are we!"

Fira's blood ran cold. She had suspected as much. And she also had a horrible feeling as to the reason why. Fili nodded; Fira could tell he was less willing to talk than Fili.

"Why are you going?" He asked. Fira shuffled her feet,

"With all respect I'm not just going to give you my whole life story. I know you saved my life but I have no idea who you are."

Fili raised an eyebrow and Kili nodded.

"She has a point. It's not like we've been throwing our story at her is it?"

Fili nodded before moving to pick up his pack.

"Well if you're heading to the Shire you could travel with us if you wanted. Given we have to go there ourselves."

Fira bit her lip and Kili nodded.

"Plus I…we would feel a lot better if you were with people who could protect you."

Fira raised an eyebrow at the sudden emphasis of the word 'we'. Kili wrung his hands and Fili simply gave a low chuckle. Fira wanted to tell Kili she would be alright by herself. But her thigh wouldn't stop burning and she had a feeling she'd never make it on foot. Nodding she began packing up the rest of her things as Fili and Kili saddled their ponies. Fira tried to ignore her shaking hands as she shoved her coat into her pack before tying it shut. She had no proof these dwarves were part of Oakenshields company. They might be going to the Shire for any number of reasons.

"Fira?"

At Kili's voice Fira jumped to her feet and limped towards him. He eyed her carefully.

"You'll have to ride with one of us I'm afraid," he blushed, "Would you like to ride with me?"

Fira nodded and Kili gave her a bashful smile. As he tied her pack to the ponies saddle Fira was trying to work out why her ability to speak vanished every time Kili spoke to her. Ignoring his offer of help she pulled herself onto the saddle and waited for Kili to get on behind her. He took the reins in one hand, and after a few awkward seconds, slid his arm around her waist to keep her in the saddle. Fira was glad her hair fell over her face so no one saw her blushing.

"With any luck we should reach the Shire by evening." Kili said. Fira nodded, but her mind was still resting on an uncomfortable thought. She wasn't sure she could go through with killing Oakenshield and she hadn't even met him. How could she kill two people who had saved her life?

Aww more cuteness from our favourite princes. And now everyone's properly met which is nice. Fira will meet the others very soon and that'll be…interesting to say the least. Nice to see her and Kili getting along (wink wink!) Let me know what you think xx