I don't want her to do it again but her determination to try and get herself familiarised with her powers is something none of us can stop or else it might lead to a big accident or her hurting herself. The calm on my face belied the storm inside me. I was restless. I stood beside her and saw that familiar blue before she closed her eyes. Everything seems calm so far, she's in for almost eight minutes now. My shoulders start to relax, may be it's not bad all the time, when my peace is shattered with a gasp and her clenching her hands into fists. Her breathing is getting faster. I can feel her struggling.
Her eyes snap open as she's trying to catch her breath. She looks at Gandalf her eyes still red, "Who's Bolg?" My head snaps towards her hearing her question and a deep dread fills my stomach. The wizard's composure is thrown off by the sudden inquiry too, he has a slight look of panic in his eyes before he masks it.
"Azog's offspring" Gandalf's voice strained. We all know that Bolg is a hundred times worst version of his filth of a father.
"What did you see?" I ask trying to keep my composure. She looks at me and her expression shutters, she has her fear hiding behind a straight face.
"I..... saw the dragon" she says in a soft voice. I see the others shifting and exchanging uncomfortable looks but that's not the answer to my question. We all already know that the dragon is there.
"What did you see?" I ask again, my voice getting clipped.
"Nothing" she says her face giving away no emotion and that's enough for me to know she's trying to hide something. I walk towards her and crouch in front of her, my patience at its lowest ebb, "Don't ever lie to me again." I say emphasising on each word. "What did you see?"
Her patience snaps she looks at me her eyes red, "I saw him break my neck like a rag doll and throw me down the mountain." Her eyes smoldering her tone clipped. I know her anger is not directed towards me.
Dread that had been pooling inside me comes in it's full fury as her words sink in. I look at the wizard who seems uneasy too. "This needs to stop." I say to the wizard. "These visions are only messing with our brains."
"I won't stop Thorin" She says softly but firmly.
I went to her, "I won't let anything happen to you as long as I'm here."
"Nothing would happen to her... period" it was Kili.
She smiles at us, both of us," I'm not afraid, for myself at least but I need to find out more. I can't go on without knowing. Please..."
"No" I say absolute and no room for argument. Her jaw set she looked at me
"You can't stop me."
"Yes I can and I will." I replied my voice getting low as my temper rose.
She stood up with lightning speed and faced me, "If you think that I will let Kili get hurt or you die you are sadly mistaken. I'm doing it with or without you help." her teeth grinding. We faced each other wrath dripping before she walked past me.
I let out a frustrated yell punching the wall I'm glad I didn't see the grins on others faces otherwise I would have ended up punching one of them.
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Maureen
We had our first disagreement and it's not sitting well with me. I hate fighting with the people I love, I hope I can make him understand why I want it so badly. I know that my visions make him uncomfortable especially when all I'm seeing is people getting hurt or dying but the more I try the clearer picture we would get. I'm laying on my sleeping sack in the corner and the others have slept.
Thorin went out a while back cause I'm sure he can't sleep just like I can't.
I get up and tiptoe my way to the door, I don't want wake anyone up. I want some alone time with him so that we can talk. I come outside and see him standing facing outward. His shoulders tense. He hears me but doesn't turn, and a deep heaviness settles on my heart. I hug him from behind pressing my cheek on his back, " I don't like it when we fight." I say softly. He holds my wrist and brings me Infront of him hugging me but doesn't say anything. The stiffness still all over his body. I look up at him placing my chin on his chest, "Let it out Thorin."
He looks at me, "I don't want to lose you."
"You won't" I whisper.
"I already am..." he says hurt in his eyes, "Each time you go under you lose a piece of yourself coming out, mental... physical and... emotional. These visions are picking away what's mine Maur, I don't know how to be okay with that."
Listening to him saying this made my heart swell with emotions. I placed my hands on his face, "You know when Gandalf brought me to you I had no idea that I would be standing here like this with you or that this little group of dwarves is going to become even more than family to me. My visions are showing my family getting hurt, and above all they are showing me you getting hurt, I can't go through that one more time Thorin, once was enough, I won't be able to survive a second time if something happens to you. And if I stop knowing all that I've seen it would tear away an ever bigger part of me. I need you with me Thorin, please. Aaand if Erebor has to have a queen it has to have a King first." I say the last sentence playfully. His grip around my waist got a little tighter. His eyes searching my face. "What are you looking for Oakenshield?" I bring my face closer to his.
"You are going to be the death of me. "He said before he closed his mouth on mine. I tuned everything out and just felt his mouth on mine, it was hungry, passionate his tongue caressing each and every part of my mouth. His hand at the back of my head holding my hair as his mouth went deeper sending jolts of electricity all over my body.
I hadn't realized we had moved until I felt the cool dew ridden grass on my back, feeling his lips trailing my jaw , his tongue teasing my neck left a deep warmth in my core. His hands worked quickly unbuttoning my shirt his heart thrumming under the palm of my hand, I gasped as his warm mouth closed on my nipple teasing the peak with his tongue, eliciting a low groan from him, him alternating between both his hand and mouth teasing, sucking. His arousal pressing against my thigh. He looked at me his eyes dark with desire breathing hard, the air felt charged with unspoken words but his eyes.... his eyes said everything. I shook my head slightly and he placed his forehead on mine, "I love you" he whispered.