The Gathering Storm. The Hobbit fanfic. A Thorin Oakenshield love story.

Chapter 56: Under the Starlight.

After finishing their meal, they all settled in for the night. "Get some rest. We leave at the break of day." Thorin said to his company.

The did not have much of their belongs left, including their bedrolls so they had to set up make shift beds. Most tried to stay as close to the fire as possible. Gandalf was still laying up against his tree. He was smoking his pipe again. Bilbo had made a bed on the ground nearby him. Bombur was snoring, sucking in small bugs as he inhaled. Just like on their first night when they were still near the shire.

Bofur had first watch for the night. He was walking the around the their camp, making sure was nothing lurking on the surroundings of their camp. Most of the other dwarves were either sleeping or laying down for the night.

Taryn was finally feeling better since their first night in the Goblin cave. Thorin was being a prideful, saying that it was because she actually had a real meal. Not that vegetarian crap that she usually ate. This caused her to just roll her eyes at him. But her back was still aching pretty bad. Thorin had made her a bed against the log near the fire. He used his fur coat, for she would have a blanket. Ever since he found out that she was carrying his child, he wanted to make sure she was as comfortable as possible.

He was always protective of her, but since he find out she was pregnant, he had became even more protective of her. Taryn didn't even know being more protective and possessive was even possible, but apparently it was. He practically would check on her and make sure she was okay about every 20 minutes.

"Thorin really I'm fine," she said rolling her eyes at him. He was currently checking on her for about the tenth time in the past hour.

"You said your back hurt azyûngal," he said as he lightly massaged her back.

Taryn did like that he was massaging her back for her. It felt much better now then it did earlier. "Thank you. My back feels much better," she said with a smile on her lips as she turned back towards him.

Thorin smiled at her lovingly as he cupped her cheeks and gave her a light kiss.

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The moonlight was shining down, it illuminated the forest surrounding the camp. Really it made everything look beautiful. Taryn laid on her back watching the stairs through the grey smoking raising from their camp fire. She needed to sleep, but she just couldn't.

So she just laid there with Thorin's fur coat wrapped around her humming a Sindarin lullaby. "Im nauthon nan naur nu ngilith," she hummed out loud to herself. She did not know that someone was listening to her. She figured most everyone else was asleep, except for Bofur who was on watch.

"That sounded lovely," Kíli said leaning over from where he laid.

"Yes, it really did." Fíli added, who was laying nearby his brother.

"What was it?" Kíli asked curiously.

"Oh um. It is a Sindarin song or lullaby," Taryn said answering her nephew.

"What does it mean?" Fíli asked.

Taryn tilted her head to the side as she thought of the translation in her head. "It means I think by the fire under the starlight."

"Will you sing the whole song for us?" Kíli asked her curiously.

Taryn looked at him nervously. "Well I don't really like singing in front of people," Taryn said with a gulp.

"Awe come on Aunt Taryn. It is only us," Fíli complained.

Taryn let out a nervous laugh. "Exactly. 13 Dwarves, one Hobbit, and a Wizard is quite an audience."