Don't Go Thorin Oakenshield

Thorin!

I slayed Goblins as I came over the side of the mountain to Ravenhill. My heart pounded in my chest when I did not see Thorin. Chopping off Goblin heads I saw Thorin and Dwalin.

"Thorin!" I shouted, jumping off my ram.

As Thorin killed the last Goblin, he looks to me. "Hėlla, what are doing here?"

I ran to him and jumped in his arms. "When Dain told me you were going to Ravenhill, I had to go after you."

Thorin looks into my eyes. "Hėlla, it's dangerous here."

"It's dangerous everywhere. If we are to die, we are to die together." I told him.

Thorin gave me a smile then leaned in and kissed me. "Oh, Hėlla, not to be rude, but your mouth tastes horrible."

I giggled. "I may have gotta Orc blood in my mouth."

I heard a shrieked behind me, not turning around, I threw my sword behind me, killing a stray Goblin.

"So... you're up here to kill Azog?" I mentioned, pulling my sword out of the Goblins dead body.

"Yes, but he's nowhere to be found," Thorin replied.

Suddenly Bilbo appeared. He appeared out of nowhere. No idea where he came from.

"You have to leave here. Now." He warned us. "Azog has an army attacking from the North. This watchtower will be surrounded. With no way out."

"We are so close. That Orc scum is in there. I say we push on." Dwalin spoke, gritting his teeth.

Thorin quickly stops Dwalin. "No. That's what he wants. He wants to draw us in." His face drops to a worried expression. "This is a trap."

Drums started to beat. The dead watchtower right in front of us was lite with torches. At the top appeared Azog. In his hand was Fili. I gasped at the sight of it. Azog dangled Fili over the edge.

"Run!" Fili yelled before Azog stabbed him in the back and dropped his dead body over the edge.

I let out a girly scream and turned to Thorin to hide my face. Thorin gently pushed me away and ran, yelling Kili's name. Dwalin and I looked at each other and ran after Thorin. But before we could make it to Thorin, Dwalin and I overran with more Orcs. Bilbo showed up and fought with us. I left Bilbo and Dwalin to fight my love. I ran to the edge of a frozen lake and found Thorin fighting Azog. I wanted to help, but I have to stay alive first.

Slicing the head off of the last Orc, I quickly look to Thorin. I saw him rolling around on a piece of ice as Azog trues to smash him with a rock on a chain. Suddenly an Orc attacked me, knocking me down. I rolled over and grabbed my sword, throwing it into the Orcs chest. I pulled the sword out and continued to look out for Orcs. Another army of Orcs came marching in just as giant eagles swooped in and were taking them out. I looked down at Thorin. Azog was gone and Thorin was following something under the ice. I was only amusing it was Azog because of all the broken ice. Azog must have been pushed in or something. I shrieked when Thorin was knocked down and Azog burst into the air from underneath the ice. Azog stood about Thorin, trying to push his blade for an arm in Thorin's chest. I tried to make way down to help my love, but I wasn't fast enough. Thorin gave in and let Azog stab him. But Thorin was still alive. He took his sword and rammed it into Azogs chest. Thorin pushed Azog over and got on top of him, pushing his blade further in.

"Thorin!" I shouted as I ran to him. I slipped and feel on way.

Thorin had enough strength to still walk. I quickly made my way in under his arm just before he collapsed.

"Hėlla." He breathes.

"No, no. Don't move. I'm gonna help you." I softly say, trying to hold back the tears.

"I'm glad you're here, Hėlla. I love you." Thorins says.

I remove his clothes and try covering the wound. "Thorin, you are not going anywhere. You got that. You have to stay. You have to stay for me. For our child."

Thorin weakly moves his hand to my belly. "Our child."

"Yes, our child. We're gonna have a baby. I don't want the baby growing up with out a father." At that point my tears were uncontrollable.

"I'm so sorry." He says, barely able breath. "What I... I said back at the Mountain. You... are my true love. I hope you can for...give me for...I've done. I put you through danger." Thorin chokes on the blood in his throat.

I grabbed his hand. "No, no, Thorin. I'm glad to have shared the danger with you. I'm glad that I'm here. I said if we were to die, we were to die together. You can't not die on me. Not now." I kissed him, trying to keep him conscious. "I love you, Thorin. I always have and I always will."

"I love you too." He breathes before kissing me again. "Farewell, my Dorzada. Tell our child, I love them too. Take this. A token of our love." Thorin grunts handing me his ring that was on his hand beford taking his last breath.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no!" I cried, hugging him, kissing him, trying to get back. "You can't leave. Thorin come back." I cried, laying my head on his chest. "I love you!"

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Bilbo walked up. I looked up at him. Tears were in his eyes. I jumped up and ran into his arms.

"He's gone!" I cried, burying my face into his chest.

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We had a proper send away for Thorin, Kili, and Fili. They laid on platforms as the rest of the company said goodbye. I said goodbye to Fili and Kili frist. Then, I stood next to Thorin, who held the Arkenstone. I stood there and cried until I could cry no more. My friend, my love, my king was dead. Balin came over and gave me a hug.

"There is to be a feast in his honor." He tells me.

I nodded my head and wiped tears from my eyes.

"I loved him, Hėlla." Balin says, patting my back before leaving.

Later that night, Dain was made the new King.

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Many years later

I never took the ring, Thorin gave me, off. I held it close to my heart and thought of my Dorzada whenever I looked at it.

I gave birth to a healthy baby boy. I named him after his father, Thorin. He was Thorin Oakenshield the 2nd. Thorin had beautiful blue eyes that gleamed with happiness.

When he was 5, I gave him to Bofur and I traveled back to the Woodland realm. Where I stayed, waiting for the end of my days to rejoin with my love. Thranduil was more than happy to have me stay. He told me about my parents as much as he could remember.

I died a year later, peacefully in my sleep. When I died, I saw Thorin holding his hand to me and bringing me to the light.