Chapter 9 Cilla P.O.V

I've been gone for about 1 month now, constantly thinking of the company and my family, but most of all Kili and Blackie. Every night I can hear their agonized screams from when they realized I was gone. I know for a fact that if I see my family again, that they are never going to let me out of their sight again, and they're going to be severely pissid off. I can't blame them, what with the way I left. But I wasn't not alone. Apparently, Emily had been on watch, and had seen me pack my stuff. She packed her stuff just after I left the camp, and came after me. She caught up after the screams. Naturally, she yelled at me for thinking of this, but knew that she couldn't change my mind. She wouldn't let me go alone, no matter what, and I told her that I need someone to keep an eye on that crazy twin of mine, on Molly, and on Kili. I finally convinced her to let me do this alone, and now I have my chance.

I've been hunting down the orc pack for the last 2 weeks, and I finally found them. What made it even better was that Azog and Bolg was with them which just made my job easier.

I followed Azog and Bolg as they walked away from the group, and when they were far enough away, I showed myself.

"It seems I finally get the chance to end the one who makes my family suffer so much, after all these years." I said, and they looked at me in shock and disgust.

I smirked, "Are you going to attack me, or are you going to let me kill you?" Bolg attacked first, and Azog right after them. They were working together as a team.

As I swung my sword up high to deflect Bolgs attack, Azog managed to stab me in the stomach. I gasped in pain, but managed to stab Bolg in the chest, and cut of Azogs ring finger. They screamed in pain, and I only just managed to get away from their wrath. When I was far enough away, I fell to the ground.

As I layed there, I regretted rejecting Kili, but I knew what was going to happen if I caved in to him. I just couldn't put myself through that kind of pain again, no matter how much of a good guy he was. The thing I regretted most was not saying goodbye to anyone, even Dwalin. And as I was thinking these thoughts, I fell into the dark, my last thought being "Well, at least someone gets to have lunch." as I saw a figure come out of the woods. It looked like a black wolf, and the last thing I heard, was a howl of agony.

Kili P.O.V

I sighed for the millionth time that day. Everyone was still upset because Cilla left us about a month ago. Me, Dwalin and Blackie were the worst of all though. I can still feel an extreme amount of pain when I think of her being gone. When we find her again, I'm going to make her believe that I will only ever love her. I've started to grow a hatred of this Tauriel person. She was half of the reason why Cilla never allowed herself to be with me.

As I felt a hand on my shoulder, I looked up at Emily. She doesn't often talk to me, so I'm a little curious about what she wants.

She started talking when she sat down. "Cilla is doing what she believes is right." I started to protest but she held up her hand. By now, everyone was looking at her. "All she ever does is think of her family, and that's all she'll continue to do. As surprising as it might be, I was the first one of us to leave my adoption home to keep her company. While Cilla and Blackie might be twins, Cilla and I were closest when it came to certain things. I was only with my adoption home for about 2 days before I left, Molly about 3 weeks, and Blackie stayed for nearly 1 month. Out of all of us, Blackie is the most emotional one. She needed to feel the love of a mother and father at the time. Once she got it out of her system, she came back. Cilla had it worst at the agency. She always gave up her food for the other kids, always gave up the chance to get a warm shower so someone younger could get warm. She always made sure that everyone was safe. She loves us, her family. She's the one who feels the most pain when she thought of our father, always the one to secretly hope that the didn't abandon us. She also takes things the hardest." I looked at Emily, pained at the very thought that Cilla endured much more than I did, but confused as to why she was telling me this.

She smiled at me. "You have to find a way to make her believe that she's loved. But, you have to do it in your own way, with no help from anyone. That would mean more to her than pie." She smirked at that. I nodded, thankful for the advice. Now, I just have to find her, and find a way to convince her. But first, I need to get the smell of troll off of me.

As something rustled in the bushes, Thorin yelled "Something's coming." and everyone gathered around.

A little man on a sleigh pulled by rabbits came out yelling "Thieves, Fire, Murder."

Gandalf muttered, "Ah, it's Radagast, Radagast the brown. What are you doing here?"

Radagast spoke, "I was looking for you Gandalf." I tuned out at that point. Soon after we heard wargs howling, and I brought out my bow. When the first one attacked, I shot it, and Thorin got the second one. Soon we were running, Radagast distracting them on his Rhosgobel Rabbits.

After having our plan discovered because of a bloody orc and warg (we had to kill it, and it was very loud), and a near death in a clearing, we found ourselves in a cave, following a path. We finally came to the end of it, and we found ourselves in Rivendell which Uncle was not happy about. Which leads us to our current situation. Being surrounded by Elves on horses, and Lord Elrond offering us food. Naturally we agreed, but before we started moving, we overheard Elrond talking to Gandalf.

"I will see you in a few moments mellon nin, my people have found a young dwarrowdam at the front gate a few days ago, with a black wolf and a black mustang protecting her. She is in the infirmary as we speak." The company gasped at this, and Thorin stepped forward.

"What is her name?"

Elrond raised his eyebrows, looking at us. "I know not, for she has not awaken to my knowledge."

The company looked at each other and nodded. "We must see her." Thorin demanded.

Elrond's eyes narrowed, but nodded his consent, and we followed him down the hall and into a room. What we saw made us gasp in disbelief.

There she was, my beautiful Cilla. She just layed there in the bed, looking like death with a bandage all around her torso, blood leaking into it.

"No." I whispered, and ran towards the bed, taking up her hand.

"I'll assume that you know her?" asked Elrond.

"Indeed we do. She is a part of this company." Gandalf muttered sadly.

As Elrond changed her bandages, I looked at her beautiful face. It was so pale, and gaunt looking. As Elrond left the room, all of us stayed in here, waiting for her to awake so that I could convince her of my love so that she'll not ever do something this stupid again.