World's apart (Thorin Oakenshield fanfic)

Chapter 26. Dhi

~ Warning for triggers; there is a funeral in this chapter. Don't read if it triggers anything!

And also warning for book ending. This is the last chapter! (Except for the Author's Note which will end this book officially).

Demup telek menu => Honour acts through you (Translation from the book: Learning Dwarvish). ~

Thorin came running up behind Bilbo. 'Thorin...' the hobbit said, trying to stop him but he couldn't stop the dwarf. His mouth dropped as he watched you pushing your sword straight through Azog's heart. The orc stopped moving as Thorin watched him from afar. His old enemy was finally destroyed. He would never be able to hunt the Durin's down again. His kin would be safe from him. Thorin's eyes moved over the scene below him. A few feet away from the orc's motionless body lay Marriet. With Azog's sword still stuck in her stomach and blood dripping from her wound. You let yourself slip off Azog and stumbled your way towards the rocks nearby. '(Y/N)' Thorin said and rushed down. 

You let yourself drop on the ground, trying to catch your breath. Everything that just happened replayed in your mind. Like a story that you had once heard a while back. It didn't dawn on you that this had really happened. You had lost a friend only a few minutes ago. She had tried to protect you while there was no one else who could. Thorin knelt down next to you. He shrugged his fur coat off his shoulders and wrapped you in it. 'Look at me' he said, tilting your head up to look you in the eyes. You could hear his voice somewhere in the distance and you tried to focus on his eyes. 'Thorin?' you asked weakly. 'Are you wounded?' he asked in a choked voice. You pointed at your head. He ripped a part of his clothing to put in on the wound on your head. 

'Does it hurt anywhere else?' Carefully he tried to examine your body, looking for more wounds. You slowly nodded your head. 'My body hurts' you managed to say. He sighed deeply and closed his eyes as he hold your hands in his. When he opened them they were filled with tears. You raise your hand to wipe a tear from his cheek. You try to comfort him, even showing him a little smile, but your whole body just hurts too much. 'I thought I lost you' Thorin says. He can still picture himself standing on the other hill, watching as the axe of the orc almost impaled your chest. 'You didn't.' He smiles weakly. 'We owe that to Marriet my love.' You frown and try to sit up, but Thorin gently pushes you back.

'Is she?' you ask, unable to say the word. Thorin nods. The tears are rolling down your cheeks while Thorin wraps his arms tightly around you, trying to comfort you. He was thankful of the girl. Without her he would have lost you, he knows it all too well. He has seen it before. As he presses his body closer to yours he can feel the same strange feeling in your stomach again. It feels like something is moving inside. He pulls back and lifts you up in his arms. 'I think it's best if you warm up as quickly as you can. You need to rest' Thorin says. Bilbo, Kim, Dwalin and Kili all come running towards him. 'Is she alright?' Bilbo asks concerned, hoping that your heart is still beating. 'She is.' A sigh of relief goes around the small group.

Behind you, Fili rushes towards Marriet, checking if she still has a pulse. But it's already too late. With dignity he picks her up. 'Thank you for saving our aunt' he says and carries her back to the others. 'We will bury her with dignity and respect' Thorin says. 'And with white roses' you said. Kili looks at you with a frown. 'Why is that aunt?' 'She told me she wanted that for her funeral. A white rose on top of her grave.' 'Then we shall do that.'

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In the middle of the Company laid a brown, wooden coffin. Bofur and Bifur had made it to bury Marriet in peace. Thorin and you were standing in front of it. You were holding his arm tightly, crying softly onto his arm. Balin stood close to you as he looked at the coffin in front of him. 'We are here today to show our respect to Marriet. A brave young woman who wasn't afraid to stand up for her friends, not even when her enemy was a big, pale orc.' Bilbo was sniffling, holding on to Bofur for support. Dwalin hold Kim in his arms and tried to contain himself. Balin took a deep breath before he continued. 'We shall remember her as a woman with great courage and respect her for her actions. Thanks to this woman we didn't lose our future queen, instead we lost a friend.'