I had wanted to post this sooner, but I was in the hospital for four days. I'm still very ill, but here it is, the finale of The Hobbit. It'll be a few days before the first of DoS comes out, because I'm still editing that. Cheers.

I had fallen asleep fast in that cave next to Kili, surrounded by my dwarf friends. I was even reluctant to wake up when I heard Thorin screaming.

"Wake up!"

But the falling, and the tumbling and the rolling, now that made me wake up. We slid down a horrifying slide, and we all fell into a cave full of Goblins. The cave was full of shoddy made bridges and pathways that had been carved into the mountain. By Ugly, disgusting, tiny, Goblins.

The company was yelling, swearing, and trying to pull away from the goblins, myself included. If I hadn't bumped my head on the way down, I would've thought I was dreaming.

I remember hearing Gloin yell, "Filthy scum!"

Which was completely accurate. The goblins looked disgusting, and keep grabbing at me as they lead us farther into their weird catacomb. With rotting teeth and yellow eyes, they were creatures of a doctor's nightmare.

"I won't forget this, I won't!" Dwalin yelled.

Which was apparently his go-to phrase.

"Get your hands off of her!" Kili yelled from beside me, and I looked at him to see him struggling against his own goblins to get to me.

I wanted to reach out for him, but another goblin shoved me.

Talk about dorky, right? God. I had never thought I'd see the day I'd want someone to be closer to me like that. Weird.

"Stop pushing me!" I finally yelled, trying to push the goblin back.

They finally stopped pushing us and let us near each other once we were in front of a throne. On that throne was a gigantic, even grosser, Goblin. He wore a crown, so it was pretty safe to assume he was the king.

"Who would be so bold as to come armed into my Kingdom?" The Goblin King asked, using a pile of Goblins as a footstool and stepping on them to stand up.

"Spies? Thieves?" He asked, looking around at all of us. "Assassins?"

His large neck jiggled as he turned, and I had to put my hand on my mouth to stop myself from puking.

Kili stood his ground in front of me protectively.

"Dwarves, your malevolence." The pushy goblin said.

Sir Pushes, I named him in my mind.

"Dwarves?" The Goblin King said, raising a brow at Sir Pushes.

"We found them on the front porch." Sir Pushes nodded.

"Well, don't just stand there. Search them!" The Goblin King ordered, sitting back down on his throne.

The Goblins closed in on us, grabbing our weapons and throwing them into a pile. Kili tried to keep them away from me, but honestly I didn't want himself to get killed trying to stop them.

"Take it, you Douche-Canoe, Sir Pushes." I said as I took my bow and quiver off of my back, and threw then at him. When Sir Pushes turned his back to add it to the pile, I tossed my bag at his head too.

From in front of me on the other side of Kili, Dwalin chuckled. Why Dwalin was in front of me protecting me too was another story.

Maybe he felt responsible for me because he met me first? Who knows.

"What are you doing in these parts?" The Goblin King asked.

No one answered, and by now, we all had a massive stink-eye for the Goblin King. I mean, major shade was being thrown.

"Speak!" He bellowed, waiting for a response.

He smiled. "Very well. If they will not talk, we'll make them squawk!" The goblins cheered. "Bring up the mangler. Bring up the bone-breaker. Start with the youngest."

The Goblin King pointed at me, and I frowned.

"Wait!" Thorin yelled, and I felt him nudge me out of the way.

"Well, well, well. Look who it is. Thorin, son of Thrain, son of Thror. King under the mountain."

I had no clue why going that far back in your lineage was customary.

The Goblin King got up from his seat, and mockingly bowed to Thorin.

"Oh, but I'm forgetting something. You don't have a mountain, and you're not king…" The Goblin King smiled. "Which makes you nobody, really. I know someone who would pay a pretty price for your head. Just the head. Nothing attached. Perhaps you know of whom I speak."

I hadn't.

"An old enemy of yours." The Goblin King continued.

Oh, never mind. I knew.

"A pale Orc, astride a white Warg."

I looked at Thorin, and saw his glare growing more intense.

"Azog the defiler was destroyed." Thorin said. "He was slain in battle long ago."

"So you think his defiling days are done, do you?" The Goblin King asked, before turning to look at an imp goblin who was on a swing. "Send word to the pale orc. Tell him I have found his prize."

The imp nodded, let out a shrill cackle, then swung off.

The Goblin King then turned back to us, his smile growing. "Bring out the mangler, bring out the bone-breaker!"

The goblins cheered, and I felt my stomach drop as the Goblin King smiled at me. He still intended on starting with me.

"Bones will be shattered!" The Goblin King started to sing. "Necks will be wrung."

"Kili." I whispered, grabbing his hand and holding it. "Thank you."

His hand was warm in mine, and holding it made me feel better.

"Don't worry, everything will be fine." Kili whispered back, squeezing my hand tighter.

"You'll be beaten and battered, from racks you'll be hung!"

"We might be fine, you're right." I said, bringing my head close to his, standing on the tip of my toes. "But if we aren't, just." I paused, letting out a deep breath. "You were the dream I was holding on tightly to." I groaned. "God, that makes no sense, does it? I like you, okay? Yikes. I apologize on the behalf of my dumb emotions."

God, that has got to be the most disgustingly romantic thing I had ever said in my life. And it ended with me saying yikes, and then apologizing.

I hadn't heard the rest of the Goblin Kings song, because I was too busy staring at Kili. He was looking at me as though I had laid an egg, and to be fair, I kind of had.

Not literally, mind you.

The Goblins suddenly all started screaming, and our attention was brought back to them.

"I know that sword!" The Goblin King started pointing at a sword in our pile. "It is the Goblin-Cleaver! The Biter, the blade that sliced 1000 necks!" The Goblin King grew furious. "Slash them! Beat them! Kill them! Cut off his head!"

Before any of the Goblins could react, a blinding white light shuttered through the caverns, and shook us all. I stumbled back, Kili's hand holding tighter onto mine as I nearly ran into Ori.

A bunch of the Goblins were pushed off the landing we were on, and many of the Goblins that had been watching us had stumbled and fallen on the ground or off of their landings.

I blinked, trying to see who it was, or what was happening. Slowly, the light started to dim.

"Take up arms!" It was Gandalf at the other side of the light. "Fight, Fight."

Kili dropped my hand at Gandalf's words. The company seemed renewed, and with Gandalf on our side, we were able to grab our weapons and start fighting.

I held my bow, and arrow ready to shoot as we ran.

"Malia, stay with me." Kili demanded as we all ran down a path.

Kili had his sword out, slashing down a few goblins who came into our path.

"Follow me, quick!" Gandalf bellowed, and we quickly ran down another bridge.

"Run!" Thorin yelled.

We ran down countless bridges, and I tripped nearly twenty times. Every time I tripped Kili stopped and looked back, and didn't start running until I was right behind him again.

Ropes were cut, and bridges knocked down.

When Kili had to start using his sword as a shield, I groaned and looked around.

"Kili, the ladder." I hissed, whacking him in the stomach with my arm.

He turned to me slightly, and smiled.

As I grabbed one side of the ladder, he grabbed the other, and we brought it down and in front of us, using it as a sort of Javelin and knocking Goblins off the side and pushing them down with it. We then dropped it, and Kili quickly used it to step across a broken bridge.

I jumped, one foot pushing off of the middle rung before I was back in the air. Kili opened his arms, grabbing me and holding me until I was back on my feet before we started running again.

And then we were down even more bridges, killing even more Goblins.

Just when we thought we had escaped, the Goblin King stopped us on another bridge.

God, I was getting tired of his gross face.

"You thought you could escape me?" The Goblin King chuckled, looking at Gandalf who was in front. "What are you going to do now, Wizard?"

Gandalf struck the Goblin King with his staff, stabbing him in the eye before slashing his stomach open.

"That'll do it." The Goblin King said, falling to his knees and breaking the bridge with his weight.

The bridge underneath us gave way, and we all went falling down to the bottom of the cave. The Goblin King landed on our wreck, and we all groaned.

Gandalf continued leading us out of the cave, and we continued running, even once we were out.

At one point, Kili whispered to me; "We will have words later, Malia."

My dad had said something similar to that when I was 15 and had gotten in trouble, and those words were that I was grounded, so I wasn't really looking forward to the conversation.

Similarly, none of my relationships on earth had worked out well. Then again, that could be because I'm apparently only truly romantically interested in dwarves.

But Kili kept at near my side, even when we stopped.

"Where is Bilbo?" Gandalf asked as we stopped and looked around at all of us. "Where is our hobbit?"

Dwalin groaned. "Curse that halfling, now he's lost?"

"Hey!" I said, frowning at Dwalin for trashing my cousin.

"I thought he was with Dori." Gloin said.

"Don't blame me!" Dori yelled.

"Well, where did you see him last?" Gandalf asked Dori.

"I think I saw him slip away when they first collared us." Nori pipped in.

"And what happened, exactly?" Gandalf asked as he turned to look at the disheveled Nori.

Nori's eyes grew.

"Tell me!" Gandalf yelled.

"I'll tell you what happened." Thorin hissed. "Master Baggins saw his chance and he took it. He had thought of nothing but his soft bed and his warm hearth since first he stepped out of his door. We will not be seeing that hobbit again. He is long gone."

"He's not!" I said, frowning as all eyes turned to me. "Although, can't say I blame him for wanting to though. I mean, could you be any more rude to him?" I paused. "Don't answer that, 'cause I have a feeling you could be more rude."

"I'm not long gone." Bilbo appeared out of no where.

"Bilbo Baggins, I have never been so glad to see anyone in my life." Gandalf said as he smiled at Bilbo.

"Bilbo, we'd given you up." Kili said from beside me, and I watched a relieved smile grew on his face.

"How on earth did you get past the goblins?" Fili asked.

"How, indeed." Thorin said.

Gandalf looked wearily at Bilbo. "Well, what does it matter? He's back."

"It matters, I want to know." Thorin said, and I watched as Gandalf threw Thorin some shade. "Why did you come back?

"Look." Bilbo sighed. "I know you doubt me. I know you always have. And you're right. I often think of Bag-End. I miss my books. And my armchair, and my garden. See, that's where I belong. That's home. And that's why I came back, because…" Bilbo smiled sadly. "You don't have one. A home. It was taken from you. But I will help you take it back if I can."

I smiled at Bilbo, and some of the Dwarves cheered.

But we hadn't even caught our breath when howls echoed on the hillside. The same howls we had heard in the Hidden Valley, or whatever it had been called. The same Warg howls.

"Out of the frying pan." Thorin said as he looked around gravely.

"And into the fire." Gandalf finished before looking at us. "Run!"

Kili grabbed my hand, and ran down the hillside with me at his side.

I turned my head as we ran, and saw Bilbo right behind us. I let out a sigh of relief. I was going to need to keep a keener eye on Bilbo, because he had a habit of disappearing.

Fili, who was in front of us, noticed the dilemma before we did. He stopped, turning back at us, his eyes wide.

"Up into the trees!" Gandalf yelled as he started climbing up the tree at the edge of the cliff. "All of you! Come on, climb!"

Kili let go of my hand as we began climbing up the tree. Once he got high enough he pulled me up to his branch, his arms going wrapping around me a he held onto the tree trunk on the other side of me.

We watched as the rest of the company began climbing the trees too.

Wargs descended down the cliff towards us, being led by whom I could only assume was Azog. Astride a white Warg, damn. That Goblin king knew his shit.

"Malia, listen." Kili whispered in my ear, his warm breath on my neck.

I held onto the tree trunk. "Now isn't the time, Kili."

I had already been reeling in the fact that I had pretty much professed my beyond attraction for Kili and then survived. It was already too awkward. I didn't want to be let down before I died, you know?

Azog yelled in a language I couldn't understand, ordering the Wargs to attack the trees. I gripped onto the tree trunk even tighter, watching as the Wargs around us started attacking the other trees so violently, they were beginning to be uprooted.

"You are my dream too." Kili whispered in my ear.

"What?" I sputtered, my head turning so fast to look at him, I nearly head-butted him.

Kili smiled at me, raising a brow slightly at my astonished expression.

The howls from the Wargs caught Kili's attention. He looked down and frowned. "We must move."

The dwarves in the other trees had started jumping onto ours, and ours grew even more unsteady. Within seconds, we were all forced to jump onto Gandalf's tree.

I watched in horror as the Wargs started circled our new tree, getting ready to uproot this one completely.

"Fili!" Gandalf yelled, and I looked beside me to Fili who caught a burning pinecone that Gandalf had dropped for him. I smiled and watched as Gandalf threw a pinecone, the Wargs getting forced back from the fire.

As more pinecones were thrown, the Wargs were forced to retreat, and I heard the company start cheering. I looked at Kili beside me and smiled at him.

Our victory was too short-lived. The tree was too damaged, and started falling off the cliffside. It ended up with all of us nearly dangling off the cliff, the tree enough on the cliff to not fall.

I held onto the trunk of the tree again, looking at Kili who held onto the other side of the trunk next to Fili. They were safe, so I turned my attention to the rest of the company.

Thorin had gotten up heroically, walking down the trunk towards the cliffside where Azog waited.

"Thorin!" I yelled, gripping onto the trunk tighter.

Thorin must've had a death wish. He went to face off Azog by himself.

I knew I had to do something, and I started trying to climb up the trunk.

"Malia, what are you doing?" Kili asked as I set my feet on the trunk, getting ready to walk.

"My damn best." I whispered, jumping to my feet and running down the trunk before he could stop me.

I stopped at the tree's base when I heard footsteps, and looked to see Bilbo behind me. I nodded to him and he nodded back, his sword in his hand. I grabbed my bow from over my shoulder and we both ran together, and lunged ourselves at the Orc who stood near Thorin.

The Orc fell to the ground with us, and then easily over threw us. I grabbed an arrow from my quiver and didn't even try to shoot it. Apparently I was past that, because I merely stabbed him in the eye as Bilbo slashed at his arms.

The Orc crumpled, and I scrambled to my feet. I turned to face Azog as Bilbo got up. The other Orcs were beside Azog, and they all looked furious with us for standing between them and Thorin.

But Bilbo and I continued to hold out ground, both scared out of our pants. Bilbo slashed at the air menacingly, and I slowly grabbed another arrow and readied my bow, although I was unsure who I should've been aiming it at.

I let out a deep breath as I prepared myself. The Wargs were running towards us, and I was starting to think about what I would want written on my grave stone.

Probably something like, "I tried."

I saw movement from the corner of my eye. I smiled as Kili, Fili, and Dwalin all came running, ambushing the Wargs.

That left us with one Warg, and I quickly shot the orc in the chest. I was about to grab another arrow when something large was thrown at me, and I fell to the ground. I flinched, trying to get the thing off of me, only to notice it was Bilbo.

I wanted to snap at Bilbo for messing me up, but I couldn't. Not when the pale orc was slowly riding to us.

A loud caw came from up in the air. I looked up, and smiled as I saw a large eagle descend. It grabbed one of the wargs and tossed it over the cliffside. Azog stopped in his tracks and watched as the rest of his gang was getting tossed around like mice.

The Eagles had come to rescue us.

Azog turned his back to us, preparing to flee. I leaped up onto my feet, grabbing an arrow and readying my bow as fast as I could. I let out a deep breath, trying to stop my hands from shaking.

I let the arrow go, and frowned when it hit Azog's arm instead of his chest. Which, only pissed him off more and he turned back to look at us, ready to continue to try to kill us.

Eagles descended upon Bilbo and I, grabbing us up with their claws and then dropping us. Bilbo and I landed on the same eagle's back, and I looked around at the other eagles. I let out a relieved sigh when I saw Fili and Kili.

"Thank god." I groaned, panting and then laying back on the Eagle

I looked at Bilbo and he looked back, and we smiled at each other.

The eagles carried us all night, and only finally started to descend when the sun came up. I watched as the Eagles dropped Thorin first, and then Gandalf dismounted his Eagle and ran to Thorin.

By the time Bilbo and I had landed, Thorin was awake. Kili and Fili were at his side.

"The halflings?" Thorin asked as he looked at Gandalf.

"It's all right." Gandalf said, moving slightly to let Thorin see us. "Bilbo and Malia are here. They're quite safe."

Kili grew closer to Thorin, as did Dwalin. They both helped Thorin to his feet.

"You two!" Thorin said, pointing at us.

The man hadn't even gotten the strength to stand on his own and he was already ready to scold us.

"What were you doing? You nearly got yourself killed!" Thorin said as he slowly started walking towards us. "Did I not say you two would be a burden? That you would not survive in the wild?"

Thorin stopped right in front of us, still looking angry. "That you had no place amongst us?"

Thorin threw his arms around us, hugging us. "I have never been so wrong in all my life."

I looked over Thorin's shoulder to see Kili and Fili smiling at me, and the rest of the company cheering.

"But I'm sorry I doubted either of you." Thorin added, letting us go.

"No, I would have doubted me too." Bilbo said.

"I did doubt myself, so that's fair." I added, shrugging.

"I'm not a hero, or a warrior, or an Orc Slayer." Bilbo gave me a pointed look before continuing. "Not even a burglar."

Thorin looked behind us, and smiled. Bilbo turned as well, and gasped.

"Is that what I think it is?" Bilbo asked, slowly following Thorin to the side of the cliff.

The others came towards us as well, and without thinking I threw my arms around Kili. He hugged me back before we let go of each other.

Hell, even Fili was happy to see me alive. Fili smiled and patted me on the back, which felt more like he was trying to give me the Heimlich.

Dwalin was the next one to come up to me, and he roughly put his hand on my back before bringing me in for a hug. Which, I really hadn't expected from him.

"Thank you Lassie, for helping Thorin." Dwalin said as he let go of me, smiling down at me.

I was flabbergasted by his words, so I did what I normally did in awkward situations, I resorted to sarcasm.

"You're very welcome, Dwalin. 'Cause you know, I did it all for you." I said to him.

He snorted and rolled his eyes at me.

"You are a piece of work, Lassie." Dwalin said.

I snorted, and Dwalin gave me a friendly wink before leaving me and going over to Thorin.

But it didn't matter, because I was surrounded by my dwarf friends. And all though the path we had was still long, and it wasn't even halfway done, I felt more confident than I had so far.

We would get through it, I knew it. We had to.