Chapter 21 (Thorins POV)

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"Fall back, we are to weak!" I shouted to the company and we ran. Ran for our life's, I held a bleeding bilbo in my arms. When we reached a place on top of a building, I sat bilbo on its surface. Kili and Fili stripped off a bandage they had around their hands and handed it to me. I began to clean and properly (well, as best as I could manage) and laid his head in my lap. That's when someone, I don't know who, began to sing. A song of old, a lullaby to sooth. I began to sing in the buzz as I ran my hands through his honey curls. "And if I know you I know what you'll do. You'll love me at once the way you did once upon a dream." As they continued to sing, I placed a kiss on the little hobbit's forehead. I closed my eyes and prayed for him to come back to me.

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