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Recovery

Kili was frozen in place. Fira writhed in his arms like a dying animal whilst more blood leaked from the corner of her mouth. The shouts and curses of the others all burred into one. He shook his head weakly.

"No…not you…anyone but you."

Her eyes snapped open and for a second Kili allowed himself to hope. But at the glazed look she gave him he knew he was wasting his time. Fira convulsed again and this time she threw her head back and screamed.

"Kili? KILI!"

Glancing up at the healer Kili could fell the tears falling down his face.

"What..? Oin what is it? What's happening to her?"

He clung to Fira as she convulsed again. Oin pressed a hand to her forehead before rolling her tunic up. As he caught sight of her stab wound Kili willed himself not to throw up. However the smell was now so strong he had to breathe through his mouth. The wound itself was completely black and he could see the area around the wound was starting to turn purple – the veins standing out starkly.

"A Morgul blade," Oin spat, "That bastard had a Morgul blade."

Kili had never heard Oin curse before. Lifting Fira into his arms he got to his feet. She shook and threw up more blood. However none of that mattered as he kissed her fevered brow.

"Stay with us Fira. Stay with me."

"What do we do?" Ori piped up. Everyone paused for a minute before Oin snapped his fingers.

"Get her on the table," he pointed to Fili and Kili.

"Get some water to cool her down," he said to Dwalin before pointing at Bilbo.

"I have some pain relief in my bag – it's a small glass bottle with green liquid. It should bring her fever down."

"Will that cure her?" Kili gasped Fili took Fira's legs and they both lay her down on the huge table. She thrashed in their grip but he held her down by the shoulders. Oin shook his head.

"No. No I need Kingsfoil."

"Kingsfoil" Mithiel frowned before her eyes widened.

"You mean Athelas?"

Oin nodded, "Yes that, whatever you call it," he turned to Gandalf, "Do you know if such a plant grows here?"

Gandalf paused and Kili watched the anger grow on Dwalin's face as he dipped a cloth into the water and placed it on Fira's forehead.

"Well? Ye clearly know the owner of this house? Ye must know if he has any?"

Gandalf said something and Bifur and Bofur ran from the house with Mithiel close behind. Kili would have paid attention but now he saw that Fira's chest was rising and falling erratically. She rasped for breath and he could see the light start to dim from her eyes. He tapped her face.

"It's alright my love. It's alright. I'm here. I'm here Fira."

Fili rubbed his back as Kili allowed his tears to fall.

"I'm going to find Sol," he growled, "And I'm going to kill him. I'm going to rip him apart for this."

"As long as you let the rest of us have a go brother," Fili said. Kili glanced up to see Bilbo hand Oin the bottle. The healer handed it over to Kili.

"Don't let her spit it out."

Nodding Kili gently eased open Fira's mouth. She had stopped shaking now and her head lolled. Pouring the liquid down her throat he then rubbed her neck to help her swallow it. Oin meanwhile was undoing the stiches on her wound.

"She doesn't have long," he muttered, "A few hours at most."

Kili opened his mouth when Fira convulsed again. Both he, Fili and Dwalin pinned her body down and as more screams came from the back of her throat Kili wanted nothing more than to hug her.

"OIN!"

At Bofur's cry everyone looked in his direction. The hatted dwarf printed over to Oin who snatched the Athelas before pausing.

"What is it?" Kili frowned, "You do know what to do don't you?"

Oin paused, "I think so...in theory at least."

"Give it here." Mithiel took the plant from his hand and began tearing it up. Switching his gaze from the elf to Fira Kili watched as Mithiel crushed the plant up whilst adding water to make a thick paste. She brought the bowl over to the table.

"This will hurt her a lot," she sighed gravely, "Hold her down tightly."

Kili gripped her shoulders and Fili and Dwalin took her arms. Thorin and Gloin took a leg each. Leaning over Mithiel rubbed the paste into the wound. As Fira screamed Kili shut his eyes; never had he heard something so manic and painful. He moved one hand away from her shoulder and took her sweat soaked hand, holding it to his face. Mithiel muttered under her breath in elvish and Kili could feel Fira's convulsions start to slow down. Her breathing was laboured but far steadier than before. Opening his eyes he smiled down at her.

"Did it work?" Bilbo asked. Mithiel nodded.

"She will need a lot of rest, but I believe the poison has been drained."

Kili opened his mouth before shutting it and nodding at her. Mithiel placed a hand on his shoulder before handing over a bowl of water. Kili frowned at it and she gestured to his face.

"For the blood," she whispered. Nodding he took the bowl and began wiping Fira's blood off his face. His coat was covered in it and as he slid out of it Kili could feel his hands shaking.

He had been within inches of losing her again. He was supposed to protect her. Stop this kind of thing happened to her. Wiping his coat down as best he could Kili watched as everyone else began setting up their own small beds. Silently he wiped away the blood stains from her mouth – mindful of Fili standing close behind him.

"Be thankful this didn't happen on the road brother," he whispered. Kili gave a small nod and Fili patted his back before moving away. Kissing Fira on the lips he slid her into his arms and moved towards the far corner of the room where most of the hay was. Laying her down he got to work. First he lay his coat down before placing Fira on top of it. He then rolled up his blanket and slid it under her head to act as a pillow. Finally he pulled her own blanket over her body before lying down beside her.

"Goodnight my love."

He went to shut his eyes when he felt Fira move beside him. Grabbing her hand Kili gently stroked her face as she forced her eyes open.

"Kili?" Her voice rasped and Kili could barely hear her.

"Am I dead?"

He pressed his forehead against hers in the hope it would muffle his need to sob. Kissing her nose he shook his head.

"No Fira. No you're not."

She gave a weak nod and her eyes flickered.

"Can you…can you hold me please?"

"Of course," Kili shifted across the hay and wrapped and arm around her – pulling her close against him. Fira clutched at his tunic and her lips brushed over his for a few seconds. Kili pressed his face into her hair.

"I love you Fira. Always."

When Kili woke it was pitch dark. Only a small stream of moonlight entered through the window above the spot where he and Fira lay. Glancing down at her Kili gave a sad smile. Her head rested on his stomach and he could still hear how laboured her breathing was. He knew it would be a while until she was fully healed. Gently easing himself up Kili placed his arms underneath her so he could place her back down on the hay. Satisfied she was comfortable he rummaged around in his pockets until he pulled out the ring. It was slowly starting to take shape. The emerald still stood out bright as day; but now, instead of a plain gold band Kili had managed to cut and shape the gold so that it mimicked his crest the whole way round. Holding it tightly in his hands he gave Fira another smile.

When the time was right he reminded himself. Only when the time was right would he ask her. Not a second before.

Getting to his feet Kili stretched back with a small groan before shaking his legs out. All of the company were fast asleep and he grinned as he saw Fili sleeping side by side with Mithiel. Kili shook his head; the sooner those two realised their feelings the better. Pacing round the room he glanced all around him. Several animals were also housed here and Kili pressed a hand over his mouth as he saw a goat flick its tail over Dwalin's nose. The old dwarf screwed up his face before straightening it out again. Kili let out a deep breath before turning back round and moving towards Fira. Kneeling down beside her he ran a gentle hand up her leg, resting at her stomach.

"As much as you might hate me for saying this, this is why I wanted you in Rivendell," he whispered, "At least you would then be safe."

He still couldn't get the nightmare out of his head. The idea of having to pick between his brother and his One..? He couldn't do it. He wouldn't. Leaning over he pressed a kiss to Fira's lips.

"I would die for you Fira. You know that don't you? I would give up my own life to see you safe."

She made no sound and Kili couldn't help himself. Kissing her on the neck he gently slid his hand under her shirt, tracing the ugly scar left by Sol's knife.

"Get away from her dwarf!"

Kili had no chance to grab a weapon as a huge fist closed around his waist and wrenched him backwards. Gasping for breath he kicked out as the giant picked him up and carried him away from Fira. In the darkness all Kili could see was a towering figure of a man. With a sharp cry he winced as he was dropped on the table. He tried to sit up but the hand pressed him down. It was so big it covered almost all of his body.

"Please!" Kili pushed at the fingers with all of his might but the figure didn't reply. Instead Kili saw the flash of a blade and as the tip of the carving knife resting by his ear he ceased struggling.

"What did you think you were doing hmm?" the voice was so loud Kili didn't understand how the others hadn't woken up.

"Did you think yourself to be a brave man? To force yourself on a woman like that as she slept?"

"What?" Kili shook his head, "No, no it wasn't like that!"

"I come to my house to find dwarves here. I then see one of them kissing and touching the figure of a young girl. A girl who I hold close to my own heart as well."

This made Kili stop. Fira had never mentioned knowing this person. However as the giant picked up the knife he shook his head weakly.

"No wait! I'm her One! Do you understand? I love her!"

"If you truly did then you wouldn't take advantage of her."

Kili opened his mouth before shutting it guilty. The giant had been right. He shouldn't have kissed Fira when she was asleep – not the way he had just done anyway.

"Beorn stop it!"

At Fira's voice Kili forced his head to turn and he squinted his eyes to see in the low light. Fira limped towards him, one hand keeping the blanket wrapped tightly around her. At the bags under her eyes Kili wanted to take her in his arms and rock her to sleep. Instead he gave the giant – or Beorn as he now knew him to be – a pleading smile. Even though the knife vanished the grip on his body remained. Fira clambered onto the bench by the table.

"Beorn let him go."

Beorn gave a low growl, "I was defending you from him. I walked in here to see him touching you."

Fira raised an eyebrow, "Did you indeed?"

Kili groaned to himself, "It wasn't..! Fira it was nothing like that I promise!"

She cocked her head to one side and nodded.

"Beorn I won't tell you again. Let him go."

Kili took a full gulp of air as the hand that had been crushing his body moved away. Sitting up he rubbed his aching arms before glancing at Fira.

"Thank you."

She gave a small nod before swaying slightly. Moving towards her Kili caught her before she could fall. Fira leant against him before smiling up at Beorn who frowned at Kili.

"He says he is your One?"

She nodded, "He is. I love him."

Beorn nodded before tuning to Kili and bowing.

"I offer you my apologies. I believed I was protecting her."

"It's fine," Kili nodded, squeezing Fira's hand, "I should thank you for allowing us to stay here."

"You mean not kicking you out?" Beorn smiled. Or at least Kili hoped it was a smile. It was too dark to tell. Beorn then nodded at Fira.

"I see you are healed?"

She nodded and his smile grew wider.

"I am glad," he looked like he wanted to say more but instead shook his head.

"I admit I have questions for you. But I shall allow you to get what little extra sleep you can."

Kili held Fira close again him, "And the orcs?"

Beorn gave a low growl, "You will be well protected I promise you."

Kili nodded before looking down at Fira. Whatever energy she had had to speak to Beorn was now fading. Holding her in his arms he carried her back over to the small spot where they were sleeping. Kili gently lay her back down and rearranged the blanket over her. Kissing her knuckles he then settled down beside her and allowed himself to fall asleep.

Aww happier times for everyone! This will be the last update until next week as I have to work from tomorrow all the way through until Christmas so I won't really have any time to update I'm afraid. But once Christmas is over things will be back to normal. Let me know what you think xxx