"Farwell my Love, don't worry I won't have any pain where I'm going," Thorin said. "I don't want you to go," I replied. "I'm already with my Father and Grandfather in the halls of my ancestors," Thorin said. "No," I said sobbing. Thorin took one last breath when his eyes went blank. "Thorin?Thorin." I said softly shaking him but he was already gone. "Thorin," I yelled crying. Carefully I laid my head onto his chest where his heart was. "Nessa, come on you have to go and let Oin look at your Wounds." Somebody said quietly into my ear. "No I want to stay here with him," I replied. "Come on Ness." The other voice said, two soft hands touched my shoulder, I tried to get up but my legs refused to work. "I'll help you if you let me," Bilbo said next to me, with a nod he supported me,

