Prequel: Not all of us
Warnings: self-esteem issues.
You are gathering and folding some clean clothes to help Óin taking care of the wounded: taking his orders and
fetching him what he needs is all you can do. Your back aches and you are tired
of standing but you must consider yourself lucky to be still alive. Many have
died in this battle, many have been severely injured, first and foremost the
King, who has not woken
up yet; even Fili has been badly hurt, but he is quickly recovering.
You wipe your sweaty forehead with the back of your hand, ready to take the clothes to the infirmary set up in the newly reclaimed Erebor, when you hear unmistakable and hurried footsteps. Bilbo’s voice is calling your name: you look at the door and you see the Hobbit running in the corridor, then coming back and entering the door of the room where you are working.