Silence a Kili love story

Chapter two I'm Coming

A/N: The picture above is what Falathiel looks like!

I followed the brothers, my brothers through the house. A white-bearded dwarf came out to greet us. Kili started to talk to him as he put his arm around the other dwarf's shoulders and the elderly dwarf did the same. I followed them into the dining room where a dwarf that was balding and bore tattoos was. He was moving the table around. Fili went to help with moving the table. I stood there, not sure what to do. This was poor manners.

I stomped my foot in annoyance. Kili turned to look at me. "This is bad manners Kili. You don't rearrange someone's home without asking."

He signed back, "We have to, to fit everyone in here."

"You should still ask first," I signed not pleased. Kili was my younger brother by a year and Fili was a year older than me. I was lucky to have such loving brothers. They had never once made me feel bad for not being able to hear or speak. Before I it knew there were a total of 12 dwarves, a wizard, a hobbit and myself in the hobbit hole. It was crowded and most likely loud. I longed to hear my friends' voices but knew that I never would. After dinner, I felt vibrations in the floor as the dwarves sang.

I was grateful that I could read lips. Bilbo was running about, saying something but I couldn't make out what. I didn't have a clear view of his face. Before long I felt vibrations again as someone pounded on the door. I was the first to move, everyone else seemed frozen. I opened the door to see the back of Thorin Oakenshield. When he turned I bowed to him. Our relationship was tense because I was an elf of Mirkwood, but we had seemed to reach some kind of understanding.

I felt someone come up behind me and could tell from the vibrations that it was Gandalf. I left, letting Thorin in. He would probably be against me coming on this quest because I couldn't hear nor could I speak to warn of approaching danger. Fili and Kili had taught me everything their uncle taught them about fighting. I was good with a bow and arrow, sword, and axe. Soon the dwarves were filing back into the dining room.

Thorin started talking about the meeting he had just come from, eating his stew. I thought about this quest and all the possible outcomes, not paying attention to what was going on around me. I had signed Kili's and Fili's contract. I was going with my brothers whether Thorin liked it or not. I felt a stronger vibration in the floor than just walking could create. I looked up to see our hobbit had fainted.

I walked over to him and picked him up and placed him in the armchair in the next room. I checked him over, making sure that he was okay. When he started to wake up I left as Gandalf came into the room. Kili came to stand by me and we smiled at each other as we leaned into each other just slightly.

He looked over his shoulder a moment later and smiled at me before walking away.

Kili's POV

Falathiel (Fahl-ah-thee-ell) looked up as the hobbit fainted. She went over to him and picked him up. She gently carried him to his armchair in the next room before carefully setting him down and checking him over. She was so kind. All my life my uncle told me how bad and self-serving elves were. My friend was an elf and she wasn't that way. She took care of everyone. When she was ten she killed a whole orc pack, complete with wargs. My father had gone out to fight them and she knew that Fili and I were nearby. Her name turned out to be accurate. It meant huntress.

She went out in fought, against my father's wishes. But he fell trying to protect us. She killed them all and then carried our father back to the house. I went to stand next to her as she looked out the living room window. She turned to look at me as I stood beside her. She smiled and I returned it. She leaned to the side slightly and bumped into my shoulder. I returned the gesture, my shoulder bumping into her lower ribs.

"Kili!" My uncle called. I looked back at him. "Come here." I looked back at Falathiel before walking away. I felt her eyes follow me as I approached my uncle. "Why did you bring that elf with you? She can't protect herself. She's deaf and mute. She won't be able to warn us of approaching danger. She'll be a burden."

My uncle was furious. "She can defend herself, uncle. When my father died, she killed the orcs and wargs that he didn't before he fell. She knew Fili and I were out playing nearby. She killed every last one. She then carried my father to the house, where he later died. She was only ten at the time Uncle!" I shouted.

I felt a hand my shoulder and turned to see Falathiel standing there. She had been able to sense that I was upset. She had always been able to do that. Especially after father died. "It's okay Kili," she said. I smiled at her before hugging her. She had never cared what people thought of her. She never seemed to care if Fili and I were the only ones that could understand her. I felt her arms wrap around me immediately. I felt her signing to Thorin.

"What did she say?" Thorin asked. I pulled back to look at her and asked her to repeat. She signed again.

"She says she already signed the contract and she is going whether you like it or not," I translated. Thorin growled and started yelling at her. She just looked at him, reading his lips. I cut him off, "She can read lips." A shocked expression crossed his face. I wasn't sure how she did it but she could read lips in any language. And she never let Fili or I forget.