A Journey I'll Always Remember (Kili x Reader)

The Aftermath Of The Dragon

"My baby!" Screams. "Where's my Mama!" Lost families. "Help me!" Cries of help. People of Lake-Town were dragging their own family members out of the lake, whilst some still searching. People were crying and screaming as they held the corpse of their family and friends in their arms. There was so much death around us and I never thought i'd have to cope with something like this.

"This is awful." I said, blinking away the tears of sympathy from my eyes. Bofur, Fili, Kili and I were standing on the sand in the middle of this disaster "I know." Kili was next to me with an arm around my shoulder, pulling me toward him. "Da? Da!" Tilda and Sigrid cried out for Bard and their brother, but no one knew where he was and that made me feel sick to my stomach.

Sigrid fell onto her knees with a crying Tilda, cradled in her arms. I slightly bent my knees to stand in their eye-level as I grabbed Sigrid's larger hand in mine. "Hey, we are going to find him." I tried to calm the two girls down but tears pricked at my eyes. I too didn't know if my father was alive; the beast made it out the mountain to Lake-Town which meant that the dwarves couldn't kill it. "But what if we don't find him?" Sigrid whispered.

I didn't have an answer for her. Bard could be dead, it is something I never wish to say but it is true. So many lives were lost today who's to say we haven't lost another? I gave her a reassuring soft smile, gulped and returned to the dwarves the guilt of not being able to comfort them more was overwhelming. And the guilt that my company was the cause for all of this was unbearable.

"We have to get to the mountain," I turned my head across the lake "I have to know they're okay." I hugged myself as the cold breeze brushed past me. "I think I saw an abandoned boat somewhere along the shore," Fili said "Bofur, Kili, come help me get it into the water. Jules, will you stay and help people until we come back." I nodded before I watched the dwarves leave. The knot in my stomach twisted tighter as my eyes fluttered shut when I felt someone behind me. It was Tauriel.

"Tauriel." I stiffened as, for some unknown reason, there is unspoken tension between us. And I had a hunch as to why. "Juliette." She spoke with the word new to her lips. "Thank you, for getting us out of there, and fighting off the orcs." I said, attempting to start the conversation until the dwarves returned for me.

"You don't need to thank me," She thinned her lips in a flat smile, her hands firmly planted to her sides "I wanted to help. I didn't want anything to happen to..." she drifted off whilst looking over my shoulder to where Kili used to stand.
"To Kili." I finished for her. She looked down to her feet and bit her lips as I finished her sentence. Jealously didn't sting, but a flash of sympathy hit my heart for Tauriel; her torn expression was riddled all over her face that was a product of beauty.

"Tauriel," I offered a minuscule smile "I've known about your feelings towards Kili since Mirkwood, and I can't imagine how it feels. But this," I gestured between us "We cannot continue to dislike each other, not now. Death will keep on following us." She nodded before swallowing down her emotions. Her voice trembled as she responded "I do not want this love, it hurts...and it's not even mine to have."

My eyebrows pulled together and my heart ached for her. Elves died from broken hearts. It was the only cause threatening their eternal lives. Suddenly, the guilt was eating me alive as I looked at the most elegant kin ahead of me. A Hobbit verses an Elf.  "Juliette!" Kili was calling me, as he returned; slightly limping as they pushed the boat a few inches into the water.

I looked back to Tauriel who was looking at Kili. "I have to go." I announced. "Yes." She stepped back and pulled herself back together. I couldn't imagine the pain of a broken heart, and despite our differences I want to attempt to ease the agony. I reached to beneath my hair and unclipped the metal ring Kili had given me to hold my hair up, the ring had dwarvish ruins engraved with an emerald resting in the metal.

"I know it's not much," I began as I ran my hand over the metal ring "But it's all I have on me." I approached her and opened her hand before placing the small metal into the palm of her hand.
"What is it?" She asked as she closed her hand around it. "It's just a hair clip," I shrugged "But it's all I have of Kili on me right now, and I want you to have it. It's only small but it's something. And it goes great with red hair."

My lighthearted chuckles caused a smile to stretch upon her face as she tucked the ring into her pocket. I peered over my company who had now entered the boat, waiting for me. "Goodbye Tauriel. I wish you all the luck in the world." Before she could respond I headed down the beach to the water until I reached the dwarves.
"Is everything okay?" Kili asked as he passed Bofur the boats oar. Tauriel stood a few feet behind us, a tear falling down her right cheek which she quickly wiped the tear before anyone saw. "Yes, everything's fine. Let's get to that mountain."

"Careful." Fili muttered as he held his hand and helped me climb into the boat that had managed to survive the fall of Lake-Town.

"Is everyone ready?" Bofur handed everyone on oar . "Yes." Everyone said in sync. "Well okay then, let's go." Using our oars we pushed ourselves off the sand and into the water. The whole ride I felt sick thinking what has happened to the dwarves, I only fear the worse. But there is only one thing I know.

Lake-Town is behind us, and now Erebor lies ahead.