I sat with bilbo everyday he stayed unconscious, and that was three days exactly. I didn't eat, didn't sleep, in dear he would wake up and I wouldn't be there. His wounds healed slightly, but I could tell there would be a scar where the blade had cut so deep. But, on the third night, when the company slept, and I sat next to bilbo. He stirred and said one word,
"Thorin?"
"I'm here Bilbo."
"What happened?"
"You were stabbed by an Orkan."
He nodded slowly and tried to sit up, but I stopped him. He laid back down on the roof top with a groan. "We will rest one more day, then we must move on. Okay?" He nodded and moved closer to me. I guess loving this hobbit isn't so bad.
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(Bagginsheild) Let The Storm Rage On (PART TWO)
FanfictionThis is a follow up story to the first part of "Let The Storm Rage On." I hope you enjoy.
