Comatose | Sequel To: Enigma |

3 Years Later

A/N: Listen to Remember Me by Ivan Torrent it explains this sequel really well :)

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"Dear Thorin,

As I write this to you... I fear that our time together has come to an end. When you wake up you will have no memories of me at all. Nor will you remember what I was to you. It's for the best I suppose. No... I'm not some wench you found and had a one night stand with. I didn't simply rob you either. I'm someone you once loved. Your One. I wish we could've spent more time together but I'm doing this for you. I know this is all confusing but I hope you'll just accept it. I'm trying everything I can to help you regain what you lost but I'm just a simple woman. For now I will not show myself to you, until I feel the time is right. It could take months even years but please don't go searching for me. I most likely won't be the same woman you once knew... If someone comes to you one day for whatever reason, look for two items. A sapphire ring with carvings that speak of a wolf and your sword, Orcrist. That's how you'll know if I have returned to you. Although I'm sure you'll feel that pull like you did before, which is why I must stay away. But if certain circumstances leave me with only one item then that means someone else has the other. Don't cast them out for whatever reason, show mercy because I'm most likely the one that sent them... Please believe me when I say that I love you. If things could've been done differently then I wouldn't hesitate to remake my choice... I know it's not natural but Kili and Tauriel deserve to be together. Don't take them away from each other just because they're different races... I mean take us for instance... Keep the alliance you have with Thranduil as well, he is someone dear to me and the reason you two are getting along is because of me... I don't want that to go away just because I'm gone. These are my final wishes... I hope you trust in this but I wouldn't blame you if you didn't... I'm sorry we didn't have time for our wedding.

We'll be together again."

- 3 Years Later -

A heavy sigh leaves my lips as I wipe away the forming sweat on my forehead. The thick forest was quiet this morning but the sun never failed to shine brightly. I peer over to my left, gazing up at the small cabin, that I found the night I left. It's been my temporary home since then and it's a good distance away, from the new town Munda. The people there like to gossip but at least they have good food and pay. Plus, no one there has heard of me so I don't have to worry about hiding just yet. I frown and grip the axe in my hands tightly before taking another swing. The small log cuts in half and I breathe out in satisfaction. The nights have been cold and I usually don't mind it but I'm only doing it for- a sudden cry erupts from the house, catching my attention.

I instantly jog towards the open door, setting down the weapon on the table once inside. After taking a few turns I push open my bedroom door and hear his bawling stop. I lean against the doorframe, even breaths escape from my lips and I chuckle. He sure does know how to get attention. A warm feeling fuels at my heart as I make my way over to the little play area, next to the bed. Alavar, my three year old son, bounces on the floor and claps his hands upon my arrival. Light giggles leave his drooling mouth and he slowly gets up. Why does he still act like a baby when he's so much older than that? I squat down with a small smile and watch as he walks over to me with his arms open. His piercing blue eyes make my heart flutter and the brown patch of hair on his head, suits him well. I scoop him up into my arms and hold him onto him tightly.

He reminds me so much of Thorin and I can't help but miss him. I set Alavar down gently on the bed, forgetting about my current morning chores. Alavar crawls over until he's right in front of me and taps my stomach until I sit down. He giggles at his victory and moves to sit on my lap. I comb my fingers through his soft hair and he nods his head in delight. Small tears begin to form when I start thinking about Thorin even more. Erebor is a great distance away from here so I shouldn't be surprised when I hear nothing of him. I just hope he's doing ok and doesn't think he had a one night stand and got robbed. Plus, I do want to know if he fulfilled my wishes. That all depends on if he read that note. My eyes instinctively shift over to the weapon hanging securely on the wall. It shimmers against the growing light and I almost feel bad about taking it. Orcrist belongs to Thorin and I don't know what I was thinking when I decided to steal it. Well, more like borrow it.