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Bleeding Blue Kunoichi – Yes I plan to do after the battle as well. I wasn't keen on it being solved so simply but I couldn't think of a better way.

Nice Egan – Yeah I wouldn't refuse an angry Kili! And I've been waiting to post said chapter for so long!

Rachetg – Hopefully it will live up to its hype.

The Beginning of the End

Under the strict orders of Gandalf, Kili and a team of healers Fira was forced to remain in the healing tent. Kili never left her side and Fira knew if he didn't let go of her hand soon she would lose all feeling in it.

"How do you think the others are doing?"

Kili shrugged, "I don't know. I can't imagine Thorin breaking free from the gold any time soon. I just hope they are wise enough to remain in the mountain."

Shaking his head he smiled down at her.

"What happened? When Legolas found you..? Why were you on the edge of the camp?"

Fira sighed to herself, "I was trying to shift. Gandalf did something that he believed would help lift my curse. I was working until Sol intervened."

"But why now?" Kili narrowed his eyes, "What's so special about right now?"

Forcing herself to sit up Fira placed a hand on Kili's cheek.

"Gandalf believes that my people have merged their army with Azog's. He believes that whilst we are dealing with the orcs; Dragonborns will try and take Erebor. If I could shift then I might be able to fight them off."

Kili shook his head, "Just you against a whole army? Fira that's suicide!"

Fira rubbed her forehead as she tried to think of how best to explain it to Kili.

"Dragon fights aren't like normal fights. A single dragon can easily take down a huge number of dragons and receive only a few flesh wounds."

"Even so…" he took her hands, "Fira you can't…I won't let you do it."

Anger shot through her and before she could stop herself her dragon eyes manifested.

"You won't let me? Kili you have no say in what I do. I'm doing this to save us all! If I don't then Fili and the others will die! There is no other way and if you care enough about the company you will let me do this!"

Taking deep breaths Fira watched Kili's shocked face. As her eyes returned to normal she shook her head.

"Oh Kili. No I shouldn't never have said that just now. I was angry and lashing out."

He gave a small nod, "I know."

"But it's the truth," Fira persisted, "There is no other way to stop Tharos from taking Erebor."

"But maybe Gandalf could find another way?"

"If he has he's keeping quiet," Fira mumbled. Looking over at Kili she could still see the upset in his eyes. Opening her arms she pulled him close.

"I'm so sorry."

He kissed her neck, "I'm sorry to. It's just that I don't want anything to happen to you. I'm not trying to patronise you when I say I don't want you fighting. It's just I want to protect you."

Fira smiled, "I know you do. And I know when we're on that battlefield you will."

They stayed like that for another few minutes. However, as shouts could be heard outside Kili drew back harshly.

"What's going on?"

"I'm not sure," he narrowed his eyes, "Stay here whilst I go and see."

As he moved off Fira rolled her eyes. Pushing away the blankets she jumped out of bed and grabbed her sword. Kili eyed her nervously.

"Fira what are you doing? Go back to bed!"

Ignoring him she sheathed her sword.

"What is it?"

Kili opened his mouth to answer when Bilbo ran in.

"What's going on?" Kili demanded. Bilbo licked his lips.

"Thorin's asked the Iron Hill's to help."

Kili sighed, "Dain."

"Who?" Fili glanced at Bilbo who seemed just as confused. Kili nodded.

"Thorin's cousin. I can't imagine Fili asking for his help…which means Thorin has broken free of the gold!"

Fira wished she could share in Kili's delight. But right now she knew they had bigger things to think about.

"There's more," Bilbo said, "Azog has been sighted. Apparently he's sending half of his army to Dale and the other half down here."

"Right, "Kili gave a small nod, "Bilbo is there anywhere we can get weapons?"

The Hobbit nodded, "This way."

Fili couldn't stop pacing. Mithiel had given up trying to talk to him. The whole company had listened to the sound of the ongoing battle and Fili wished he could block it all out. He hadn't known Thorin would ask Dain to help. Maybe help wasn't the right word. After all Dain and his men were fighting the elves. Elves who weren't even attacking the mountain.

"What do we do?"

Fili sighed at Ori before shaking his head.

"I don't know."

Mithiel gave him a tired smile and Fili forced himself to smile back. They had bigger problems than elves. Azog had been tracking them ever since the start. He didn't just want Thorin dead. He must want the mountain! Which meant his army must be here somewhere!

"Dwalin with me!"

Not waiting for an answer Fili turned and hurried up the huge stone steps that led to the battlements. As he climbed he could hear the shouts of battle getting louder and louder. Wind whipped through his hair and he was forced to hold it back with one hand to see what was going on.

"Bless my beard!" Dwalin croaked.

Fili nodded. Below he could see Thranduil and Dain's army battling against each other. Moving his gaze towards the right he spied a huge encampment between the battle and the city of Dale. Shutting his eyes he prayed to the gods Kili and Fira weren't there. He hoped they had managed to get away from all of this.

"Fili!"

At Dwalin's cry Fili opened his eyes and looked to see the dwarf pointing at something on the horizon. Narrowing his eyes Fili realised why Dwalin had sounded so scared.

"Oh no!"

He could have never believed it without seeing it. Moving steadily toward. Fili could see Azog at the front and he could almost imagine the cruel smile on the orcs faces. Several huge trolls made up the ranks and at the huge roar Fili realised the army wasn't just made up of orcs.

"Mahal save us!" Dwalin whispered.

Fili gave a shaky nod as the dragons came into view. All six of them hovered above Azog's army. They varied on colour from red to green, to black. But all of them were huge. Fili shook his head before glancing back down at the armies below.

"They'll be massacred."

Easing past Dwalin he rushed down the steps as fast as he could without falling. Reaching the bottom he ran towards the others.

"Fili!" Mithiel jumped to her feet, "Fili what's wrong."

"Orcs," Fili tried to regain his breath, "and…and dragons!"

At the horrified gasp Fili nodded. Mithiel took his hand and he kissed it.

"We need to help them," he looked around at the others, "We can't just sit here and wait for them to die."

"Fili!"

At Thorin's voice Fili jumped. Pushing Mithiel behind him he glanced warily at Thorin. However as his uncle came close Fili saw the mad look in his eyes was no longer there. Not that he was going to take that as proof.

"I will not hide behind these walls whilst others fight our battles for us!"

No one said anything and Fili sighed, "It's not in my blood. Not mind or any of theirs."

Thorin placed a hand on his shoulder, "I know Fili. I have been so blind, so consumed by the gold that I didn't see. I've pushed away my friends, my own family," he blinked back his tears and Fili bit his lip. Thorin nodded.

"But now I have a chance to make things right," he looked over Fili's shoulder.

"I have no right to ask you this. I have been a poor king and a poor leader. But trust you beyond anything. I owe you everything and I swear I will not fail you again. I only ask that you follow me. One last time."

No one said anything. Then Dwalin got to his feet and long with Balin. Gloin and Dori did the same until every member of the company was standing. Fili smiled at Thorin.

"We're with you uncle. Until the end."

Thorin pressed his forehead against Fili's before moving away. He turned to Mithiel.

"What I said to you before now; I have no right to forgiveness. I said some cruel things, things that were wrong. You and Fili…you are deserving of each other and you have my blessing."

Mithiel nodded and Thorin eyed the others. Fili gave a small smile to himself.

"Right, "Thorin swung his sword, "Let's get this wall down!"

It wasn't long before the stone finally gave way. As the stone and bricks flew everywhere Fili found himself confronted with a sight he had only imagined seeing. Dwarves and elves were now no longer fighting each other but fighting against the orcs that had already reached them. A stretch of barren land lay between the mountain and the battle. Turning the Mithiel Fili wrapped an arm around her waist.

"Be careful," he begged. She nodded.

"You to."

Kissing her deeply Fili then let her go before turning. Thorin nodded at him.

"On me!"

Drawing both his swords Fili followed his uncle as the whole company ran out onto the battlefield. This was his home now. He would defend it until his last breath!

Sticking a knife into her boot Fira looked up at Kili. Just like her he'd grabbed every weapon he could carry. Nodding she drew him close.

"I just wanted to say, whatever happens out there…"

"Fira nothing will happen."

She nodded, "I'm just saying; whatever happens out there know that you are the best thing to have happened to me. I will be forever grateful I met you and got to share in this adventure."

Kili cupped her face.

"Fira…well I think you know by now what you mean to me."

Nodding Fira moved her lips so they brushed against Kili's cheek. He moved his face by the smallest of inches and their lips moved together. Fira could feel Kili's hand cupping her waist and she forced herself to move back. Kili winked at her.

"Maybe not the best time."

"No," Fira smiled, "maybe not."

Kili nodded as an odd look crossed his face.

"Have you got everything?"

Nodding Fira turned round to double check she'd had left any weapons behind. She heard Kili moving towards her.

"Please forgive me my love."

She had no time to react as Kili wrapped an arm around her; pinning her arms to her sides. As he gently pressed a cloth over her face Fira lashed out in his grip. Breathing in the smell she could feel her limbs growing heavy. Kili moved the cloth away and Fira could only moan as he picked her up in his arms.

"Ki…"

He said something but it was lost as the world went black.

Running through the campsite Kili kept looking down at the unconscious figure of Fira in his arms. He had debated whether or not this would be a good idea and in the end he had gone with his instinct. If anything were to happen to her his life would be over. But at least now she would be safe. She would be furious with him but she would be safe. Most of the camp was empty now that the battle was well and truly under way and it didn't take Kili long to reach the healing tent. A young woman stared at him and after a few second she realised it was Sigrid.

"What's happened to her?"

Lying Fira on a bed Kili pushed her hair from her face.

"I drugged her."

Sigrid glanced at him and Kili held up his hands.

"She was going to fight! I needed to keep her safe."

Sigrid rolled her eyes and Kili tenderly stroked Fira's cheek.

"Make sure she's alright. And if she wakes up don't let her go and fight. Drug her again if you have to."

Sigrid nodded, "For her sake you'd better stay alive."

Kili nodded, "I will."

As Sigrid moved away he bent over and softly kissed Fira on the lips.

"I love you."

Brushing away a single tear he ran out of the tent; through the camp and towards the sound of the battle.

Running an orc through Fili glanced around him. When he was young he and Kili had often played games that involved a battle. They had imagined it to be something exciting. Something full of glory. But they had been so wrong. This wasn't exciting. This was terrifying. A single wrong move could get you killed and twice Fili had almost been stabbed by an orc. He'd managed to get separated from the others almost instantly and he wished Kili was here. Fighting without him felt wrong. And that's why he was making mistakes. He was so used to Kili having his back that he often left a side unguarded. Ducking the blow from an orc Fili slashed at it's side before running round and stabbing it in the shoulder. The orc fell down but Fili didn't bother to check if it was dead or not. Instead he kept moving. He knew he should find Azog but he couldn't. He needed to get to the camp and see where Kili was.

"Huh?"

Fili watched as he heard a cry coming from his left. Glancing round he saw a dwarf with his back to him. A huge orc was bearing down on the dwarf and Fili knew if he didn't do something the orc would kill the dwarf. Grabbing his throwing axe he ran forward.

"DUCK!"

The dwarf did as he was told and Fili smiled smugly at the axe buried itself in the orcs chest. Reaching down he grabbed it and stuck it in his belt before turning to the dwarf.

"Are you alright?"

Nodding the dwarf got to their feet and Fili blinked at them.

"Kili?"

Kili pushed his hair from his face with a small nod. Completely oblivious to the battle around him Fili hugged his brother close. Breaking apart he then looked him up and down.

"Are you hurt?"

"No. You?"

Fili shook his head "Where's Fira?"

Kili sighed, "Back at the camp. I err…drugged her so she wouldn't fight."

Fili gaped at this. However there was no time for conversation. Wielding his sword he smiled at Kili.

"Together?"

His little brother nodded.

"Together."

Side by side they jumped straight first into the thick of the battle.

So here it is; the battle! Happy endings are promised by the way. Hope no one minds Fili being the leader here. Hated how he got side-lined in the last film when he was Thorin's heir. Also on a scale of one to ten how angry do you think Fira will be at Kili when she wakes up? Let me know what you think xxx