A birth in the wilds (BT)

A word to you.

There are two versions of Aurian's story.
The Brutal Truth and The Happy End.

This picture is for the Brutal Truth.

It came to my mind, while I was writing with about my and her Oc, Kelda.

After the funeral of Thorin, Kili and Aurians love Fili, she told Kelda, that she was pregnant and sneaky Nori did eavesdropping... Yes.

Nori, who's fault it was that Aurian and Fili got seperated, told Balin.
Balin talked to Aurian, but a few day's later she was gone without any word.

She tried to get away. From everything.
She couldn't stand beeing another day near the place where her prince, Fili, had died.

It was Nori again, who was send out to find Aurian and bring her and the heir back to Erebor.
It took several months for him to finally lokate her, heavily pregnant.

When he confronted her -and it was not a happy reunion- she got her contractions ...


Aurian is mine
Nori and mentioned Fili in the fic belong to tolkien.

........................... (please considerate.. It's not my native tounge ^^ )...............

Nori could smell her salty tears and spicy, cinnamon-like sweat, as she fell back against his chest after she had gasped in a red wave of pain. Her underwear was soaked from sweat and stuck to her skin.
She was panting, and whining.
He heard her chokes and her sobbing, as she lightened the grip of both her hands.
Nori wouldn't let go.
"Don't ye' dare to stop pressing.", he growled again harshly. How many times he had said that to her? He lost count.
She whimpered in his ear and struggled, but he wouldn't let go.
At first she hadn't dared to touch him.
He remembered the pure, fierce glares in her skyblue eyes.
Hate... Despise ...
He was certain, that this feeling still throbbed through her veins by every heartbeat.
Even now, while he was holding her hands and supporting her back. Even if he did the job a friend would've done for her. Or a lover, a caring father.
Another crushing wave went through her body and she tightened her grip around his hands again, as she reared up in a loud and painfull cry.
It went to his bones and he did not look at her.
No, he wouldn't let go.
She had cried out several times between her chokes and sobbs, shouting names. Calling for them, but they weren't here.
Only Nori was there, to hear the whining and choking and frustrated and dreadful cries of a once so joyful and proud harad woman.
He could feel her labored tremble, as she whispered word's he could not understand.
And there it was again.
" ... Fili ..."
As if the name of the fallen heir of Durin had burned her, she broke apart again in his arms. A growling weep rose in her throat and he could feel her burning skin on his cheek for a short time. The name of the one who should've sit here instead of him left her lips until the pain rose again in her stomach.
A cry, the trembling of her body and she collapsed again against him and breathed weary.
" ... A' hate ya .. ", she whimpered and lost the strength in her neck to avoid his face.
He felt her hot tears rolling down into his beard and this time her broken voice hit him like a glancing blow. It didn't hurt, but he could feel it. It pulled on something deep within his roguish heart.
Like a poison it flowed through his blood and spreaded and grew on him, like a tumor. With teeth clenched and frowned he tried to get rid of it. But he couldn't let go ... He couldn't let her alone.
He would stay with her 'til she stood on her own again.
"Don't stop.", he muttered to her. "It'll be over soon ..."