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A Hobbit's Rescue	By : LadyLaran Category: Lord of the Rings Movies > Hobbit, The Views: 5698 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Author’s Note – There’s a hint of time passing by in order to help things move along while in Rivendell. Also too, a bit more of growth between two characters. I just hope it pleases my readers.
Also, for Joeybear, I hope this makes you smile. I know you’ve been through a very rough time the last few days; my thoughts are with you!
Disclaimer – I do not own “the Hobbit” nor do I make money from this story. I’m just enjoying myself while practicing my writing!
Chapter Six – Passing Time
The dwarves took the time to clean up while waiting for news on their missing companion. Thorin had spoken with Kili, who had returned a short time later, and the young dwarf had commented that Adamanta had thought the troll had damaged her ribs. He had no idea how bad it was, and it was obvious the archer was very worried about her.
Oin had fretted a bit, wondering why the lass hadn’t informed him about her injuries and it had been Dwalin who had reminded the healer that time hadn’t exactly been on their side. Some of them had agreed while others had stated they should’ve been told. Despite their grumblings, it was fairly obvious to anyone that the mutters were due to worry about the missing lass.
By the time Lord Elrond had arrived to where their quarters had been assigned, all of them were rather concerned about the girl and hoping that the news he had to bring would not be bad.
“How is she,” Kili was quick to ask, followed by a myriad of questions from his companions about their missing hobbit.
The elf held his hand up, halting the flow of voices. He gave them a small smile while he delivered his news.
“Miss Baggins had several ribs broken,” he told them. “When she regained consciousness, she was able to tell me what happened and that she hadn’t had time to tell the healer because of being set upon by wargs after the confrontation with the trolls. Her lungs are fine, and I managed to align the broken bones before binding them to heal. She will need rest and limited movement for a few days, but she will be fine.”
Oin looked at the healer, frowning a tad. He was pleased her lungs were sound, but it was worrisome considering how much running she’d had to do after the incident with the trolls.
“Not that I don’t trust your healing but I would like to see the lass myself.”
“You would be Master Oin,” Elrond asked, then spoke again when the dwarf nodded. “She said you would ask that, and I will escort you to her. As for the rest of you, a meal is about to be served.”
“We would rather see her first,” Thorin said to him, struggling to remain polite. “I do appreciate you taking care of her, but it would relieve our worry if we got to see for ourselves that she’ll be all right.”
“Of course,” Elrond replied. “Just don’t let her move or become agitated. She needs to rest until those ribs heal.”
The company nodded, and he led them through various wings and into the Halls of Healing. The elf lord tapped on the door before opening it. They found a beautiful elvish woman sitting in a chair at the hobbit’s bedside.
“This is my daughter, Arwen. She has offered to watch over Miss Baggins and help ensure her healing continues properly. Arwen, this is Thorin Oakenshield, son of Thrain, son of Thror,” he told his daughter, who gave a small curtsy.
“Welcome to Imladris, Master Oakenshield,” Arwen greeted in a low voice.
“You have my gratitude for watching over my ward, Lady Arwen,” Thorin answered, clinging to his manners as he gave her a bow in return.
“You are most welcome, Master Oakenshield,” she replied. “We will ensure she is brought back to full health. I hope you find your time here restful.”
While they spoke, Oin quickly examined the sleeping hobbit, noticing she had been given something to ease her pain.
“Everything looks good,” he reported to Thorin, feeling rather relieved. “She’ll sleep until tomorrow, I’m sure.”
Elrond didn’t take exception to Oin’s checking of his work and responded to the healer.
“I dosed her with Yavanna’s Grace, which alleviates pain while helping the patient to sleep,” he told the older dwarf. “You are welcome to restock your healing supplies while you are here.”
“I’ll take you up on that,” the healer told him. “Now, we should take advantage of the meal our host has promised us and let the lass sleep. I’ll look in on her later.”
Thorin guided his company out of the room, determined to give Miss Baggins what time he could to let her heal. The group could use the opportunity to rest and restock their supplies, and Gandalf had told him earlier that Elrond could offer insight into his grandfather’s map. He wasn’t too eager to say here, but he would use the resources given to him to ensure the company was rested and healthy before setting back out.
At dinner, Elrond had looked over the map and told the king that the moon needed to read the runes would appear at the end of the second week of the month, which meant they would be in Imladris for two weeks. It wasn’t ideal, but the monarch had agreed.
After the meal, Thorin had informed the company of what was going on and that they were to take the time to make repairs to their equipment and rest. They had agreed with his decision and though there was a bit of friction between the two races, the time passed peacefully while they waited for the right phase of the moon to appear.
With each day, the dwarves spent time sparring and planning for the next leg of their journey. Each of them had found ways to pass their time. In between researching new medical techniques in the library, Oin had ensured to fuss a bit at the patient, reminding her to make sure she told him about any injuries. This was a small lecture that had been repeated by both Thorin and Balin later, and the hobbit had promised to speak up if something more happened that cause her harm.
Adamanta had been healing well, spending time in the gardens once Elrond had allowed her to get out of bed and move slowly. Often, Kili was found with her as the two spoke quietly of various things or simply just stayed quiet as they soaked up the sun and peaceful atmosphere of the gardens. He often shared what he could about his culture, answering questions during the times when both of them felt chatty.
Despite the fact that Dwalin or Thorin had often had to track the dwarf down quite often for weapons practice, none of the older dwarves commented on the amount of time the pair spent together. Balin did remark that it was good the two younger ones were forming a strong friendship, and the others agreed. They’d been worried she wouldn’t be able to make a friend given how isolated Adamanta had been during her younger years.
A little over a week into their stay, the monarch found Fili and Ori sitting on a small balcony that overlooked the gardens. He took a seat with the couple, knowing that it was his turn to chaperone them.
“You two seem a bit distracted,” he commented, seeing the laughter on their faces. “What seems to be so amusing today?”
“Kili,” the blond haired dwarf admitted, blue eyes dancing with mirth. “We’ve noticed a trend in how he spends his day lately, and it’s rather interesting.”
Thorin frowned a bit, looking out at the gardens and spotting his youngest nephew sitting beside the hobbit. Kili was talking rather animatedly and whatever it was that he was telling her was making the girl laugh.
“When he’s not practicing his archery or sparring with Master Dwalin, he seems to gravitate towards Miss Baggins,” Ori commented quietly. “It doesn’t matter if it’s at meals or quiet times like this, he’s always at her side. Even more, he seems willing to listen, talk, or just sit in silence. That’s rather unusual for Kili, I have to admit. We all know he’s not one to sit still for too long.”
The older dwarf blinked, looking back at his eldest nephew and future nephew-in-law. Realization dawned on him as he thought back on how often he’d found two together since coming to the valley of the elves, and his eyes widened.
“How in Mahal’s name did we miss this?”
“I’m not sure, uncle,” Fili replied, sounding honest. “We’ve all been busy with various tasks to ensure we’re ready to leave once you give the word, and we didn’t notice how Kili’s been acting until recently.”
Thorin sank back in his seat, hand covering his mouth for a moment as he watched his youngest with the hobbit. The dark haired dwarf was now listening to whatever it was that Adamanta was telling him, and he could see the interest on his face. This was so rare to see from Kili.
“Do you think he knows?”
That prompted a laugh from the blond haired dwarf, who shook his head. He knew his brother rather well, and he doubted the younger one knew what was going on.
“I don’t think so,” he replied. “Truth is, I didn’t at first and he’s a bit thicker than I am at times. The way he’s acting though, it’s got to be that.”
“I don’t disagree,” Thorin told his sister-son, shoulders shaking a bit. “Your mother would be laughing herself sick right about now. Kili was always saying he would know his One right off and not be blind to it like you were. Mahal, I can’t wait to see what happens when he realizes we knew before he did.”
Ori and Fili started laughing then, leaning into each other as they did so. The youngest of Dis’s sons had gloated for weeks for being the one to make his brother see that Ori had been his One and made fun of Fili for acting like a lovesick fool for so long. It was time for payback, and both of them were going to enjoy this.
“What will you do,” the scribe asked Thorin when he managed to control his laughter.
“I won’t discourage it,” the older dwarf replied. “She has a strong heart and soul, and she’s good for him. Miss Baggins doesn’t allow Kili to get away with too much mischief and seems to balance him out. My only concern is that she’s still very naïve when it comes to certain things, and I don’t want her to feel that she has to accept him because of what Gandalf and I did for her.”
“This has to be her choice,” Fili replied, seeing where his uncle was going with this line of thinking.
“Exactly,” Thorin answered. “Until we took her away from the Shire, the girl had not been allowed to make any kind of decision for herself and this is the most important choice she will make in her life. I have no doubt she will be a good wife and partner for Kili when the time comes, and I want to see them both happy.”
“She’s still learning about what makes her happy,” Ori commented. “I overheard Lord Elrond telling Oin that hobbits have the same lifespan as we do so a long courtship between them might not be a bad thing. It gives him time to win her heart without putting pressure on her. The question here is if Kili has the patience to go through a lengthy courtship.”
“The fact she has a lot to learn could slow things down,” the blond dwarf said to them. “I don’t know if she knows what love feels like? She loved her parents, but the love between mates is something entirely different. Her society didn’t exactly encourage that.”
“There are a lot of factors at play,” a low female voice interrupted, making them turn to see the elf lord’s daughter standing near them. “The most important being that she has not yet mourned her losses. The wound is trying to mend, but she needs to release the pain so it can heal cleanly. I do know that she cares for him; I just do not know if she’s aware of it. She looks for him whenever she enters a room, and I have noticed Master Kili doing the same.”
“I hadn’t noticed that,” Thorin answered, gesturing for her to take a seat. “Then again, I doubt either of them have been too aware of their own behaviors.”
“Young love rarely is noticed by the two ensnared by it at first,” Arwen told him as she sat with them. “If you do decide to inform your nephew, I suggest he is told to keep things quiet and do not change his behaviors quickly.”
“So we just wait and see,” Ori asked, and Thorin nodded.
“I believe that to be the best course of action right now, and we can laugh at him for his behavior later. The most important thing is allowing Miss Baggins a chance to make her own choices and let her learn of what her heart is capable of.”
“It gives us a chance to amuse ourselves at Kili’s expense too,” Fili grinned. “Not bad entertainment there.”
The group laughed at his comment, and Thorin wondered just how long it would take his nephew to realize that Miss Baggins was his One and that his heart was in her tiny hands. At this moment, he just wanted happiness for both of them and prayed to Mahal that this would go well for the pair.
Author’s End Note - Not so sure how I feel about this chapter, it did help move things along but not certain I’m too pleased with it. Anyway, I hope you guys enjoyed it. Please let me know what you think! ~ Laran
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