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"Anything!" Thorin called out.

The next day, before the break of dawn, we had gotten up and left the ruins of Dale in search of the hidden door. It was now the day after, which means time was running out...we need to be at that door before the sun sets today. The place was barren with no signs of life, and here we stood in a valley of rocks.

"Nothing!" Dwalin yelled back from over another rocky hill.

I raced up further, making my way up to the top of the steep hill, sliding a bit as the rocks slide from under me. Thorin had given me and my kin the opportunity to have a look at the map, giving up a chance to search up high for any sign of where the secret door could be located.

"Do you see anything Bellethiel!" Thorin yelled up to me.

"Nothing, Beriohtarion! Balamaethor! Thenidiel!" I looked across to the other side of the rocky valley. "Anything on your part?"

"Nothing Nana!" Beriohtarion yelled out.

"It should be here! We're exactly where the map showed us!" Balamaethor growled out.

I jumped off the hillside and made my way to Thorin's side as he took out the map once more. I peered at it closely and looked at my surroundings before running further up the path, closer to the mountain.

"If the map is true, the hidden door lies directly above us." I heard Thorin call out, as my nephews and niece came to stand beside me.

"We're running out of time..." Beriohtarion commented.

"I know..." I mumbled, glancing above.

"If we don't find the door, we will never get into the mountain..." Balamaethor growled, cursing quietly to himself.

Thenidiel nudged Balamaethor hard in the ribs causing him to let out a grunt.

My eyes were averted elsewhere when I saw Bilbo run pass us and around a corner of the mountain.

"Keep searching..." I ordered as I went to follow the hobbit.

When I rounded the corner, I saw Bilbo smiling and looking up to the mountain. I followed his gaze and saw a massive statue of a dwarf carved into the side of the mountain. I looked closer and noticed that where the fabric of a coat was carved were what looked to be stairs.

"We found it..." I sighed quietly in relief, glancing to Bilbo who smiled up at me. "Good job Bilbo."

"Up here!" Bilbo called out, turning to the company.

The company all gathered around as they looked up in awe at the mountain side. Thorin was the last to join us as I heard him let out a huff. I watched as he smiled, his eyes twinkling once more.

"You have keen eyes Master Baggins." Thorin complimented, patting Bilbo on his shoulder causing the hobbit to stumble at the sudden force.

"And how exactly are we going to climb that?" Balamaethor called out.

"We climb..." Beriohtarion dead panned causing his brother to glare at him.

"I know that, but do you see the distance between each step?" Balamaethor commented. "Not to mention the distance between here and the top! How are we going to make it to the top on time?"

"We climb." I stated, walking forward. "And we must be quick."

Balamaethor started grumbling quietly to himself, deciding to stop asking questions.

The company quickly shuffled their way toward the base of the stairs, already assisting their kin up and making haste. The twins were about to walk forward to help, until I reached out and held them back.

"What's wrong?" Beriohtarion asked.

"Let the company head up first, give them a little space..." I replied. "It will be a special moment for Thorin and the company...we should not intrude so much. Even if Thorin says we are part of the company."

My kin nodded in understanding as we waited for the last of the company to get up onto the second step before we decided to start climbing.

"Thenidiel stick between your cousins..." I said, looking to my niece who nodded. "I will stick to the back and make sure you three do not fall."

The three smiled and nodded before starting up the stone stairway. By the time we got to the first turn, Beriohtarion leaped up to the next turn of the stairway with ease and later reached down to assist his cousin and brother up. I thought he was going to head up with his brother until I saw the hand of my nephew reach out toward me and I graciously took it. When he pulled me up I smiled and nodded my thanks before motioning him to follow behind his cousin. Every time we reached a turn and had to push off to the other side of the steps, Beriohtarion and Balamaethor switched off in helping us up and over the gap.

"You know..." Beriohtarion said, as he pulled me up to the last of the turn ways. "I think you should be the one climbing up beside Thorin."

"And why do you think that?" I questioned once I was on leveled ground.

"Considering you're now his beloved and future Queen, he should share this moment with you." Beriohtarion smirked.

I stared blankly at my nephew who began to fidget and scratch the back of his head nervously.

"We may care for each other, but I would not go so far as to say I am the future Queen..." I mumbled down at my nephew.

"Don't stare down at me like that Nana...it's not fair. I'm just stating my opinion." Beriohtarion mumbled, turning to walk up the slant of the stone axe.

"Things like stating your opinion without thinking is something you learned from my brother, which usually would get him in trouble back in the day." I advised, smiling as I heard him grumble to himself.

"I'm just saying Nana, you should be by his side." Beriohtarion called back.

"I think this moment should just be for them, dwarves of Erebor seeing their home for the first time in 60 years. Returning to the mountain after so long...it is what I assume would be a very emotional experience." I summarized.

Beriohtarion said no more as we focused on walking further up. I stopped for a bit and looked behind me to see the sun low in the sky.

'We must hurry...' I thought as I picked up my pace and urged the three of my kin to rush forward.

During the last trudge up the slant of the axe we had to finally do some climbing, the hike up the path led up to a small clearing area. We were the last to step onto the clearing, with from what I could tell the sun slowly setting behind us.

I could hear the company huffing and puffing from the long trek up the side of the mountain, some even letting out a cough here and there. Thorin rushed forward, stopping right in front of the stone wall.

"Did we find it...?" Balamaethor whispered quietly.

"This must be it." Thorin whispered in a slight disbelief, maybe even shocked that he found the entrance. "The hidden door."

Thorin turned around to address us, our gaze held and I smiled in relief that we had made it just in time.

"Let all those who doubted us..." Thorin's voice echoed as he reached for the key that hung around his neck. "rue this day!"

The company let out a loud cheer as we all began to step into the clearing. My heart fluttered in my chest at seeing Thorin smile, his eyes shining brightly and full of happiness and I couldn't help but cheer along with the company.

"Right then. We have our key," Dwalin stated, going toward the stone wall and feeling around. "which means that somewhere, there is a keyhole."

Dwalin begins exploring the walls of the clearing with his fingers as my kin and myself stayed to the back. Thorin came up to the edge of the clearing and looked on toward the setting sun.

"The last light of Durin's Day." Thorin recited, before glancing back to the wall. "will shine upon the keyhole."

Thorin and Balin shared a smile of excitement before looking toward the wall. When Dwalin could not find the keyhole, and the sun began to set further behind the mountain I could already feel Thorin getting nervous by the second, becoming frantic the further the sun began to set.

"Nori." Thorin urged, motioning with his head to assist Dwalin.

Nori nodded, stepping forward and reaching into his coat pocket, taking out what looked to be a spoon and a cup and began tapping the wall with the spoon while listening in with the cup.

Dwalin let out a strain of grunts and I watched as he began pushing against the wall. Thenidiel from my side looked back behind us and she started to fidget.

"Oh no..." I heard her whisper.

"Keep calm..." I urged her as I watched the two dwarves in front of the wall struggle to quickly find the keyhole.

"We're losing the light." Thorin mumbled.

"Come on!" Dwalin yelled out as he began kicking the wall.

"Be quiet! I can't hear when you're thumping." Nori argued.

The tension in the company was suffocating as the further the sun began to set, the more frantic Thorin became, not only Thorin...but Dwalin as well.

"I can't find it...it's not here! It's not here." Dwalin stated as he began hitting the wall.

"Break it down!" Thorin gestured frantically toward the company.

"What should we do!" Beriohtarion grumbled. "Should we help?"

I watched as Dwalin, Gloin, and Bifur hacked at the wall with their weapons.

"Come on!" Thorin loudly urged.

"The only thing we would be accomplishing is breaking our weapons..." I mumbled to Beriohtarion as I saw some of the metal on an axe chip away. "Stop! It is not working!"

I moved forward and placed a hand on Dwalin's shoulder, moving along to hold off the strikes from Bifur and Gloin.

"The only thing we are accomplishing is breaking our weapons...the door cannot be opened that way." I advised.

"Belle is right, it's no good! The door's sealed. It can't be opened by force." Balin said backing up my claim as I watched the three in front of me drop their weapons down in disappointment, and out of tiredness. "Powerful magic on it."

Suddenly, everything got darker and I looked behind to see that the sun had disappeared behind the distant mountain.

'We failed...' I thought in shock.

"No!" Thorin growled out, stepping forward as I took a step back, heading to where I had left my niece and nephews.

Thorin stumbled forward, taking out the old map from his coat and began to look it over once more.

"The last light of Durin's Day...will shine upon the keyhole." Thorin recited, his voice cracked...sounding so broken. When he looked up, holding the map out...his expression looked just as he sounded...broken. He looked on at a loss, full of despair at having lost the light, holding out the map in disbelief. "That is what it says."

Thorin looked around before addressing everyone.

"What did we miss?" Thorin questioned before walking up to Balin and repeating the question, earnestly and tearfully.

"What did we miss, Balin?" Thorin questioned.

"We've lost the light. There's no more to be done." Balin replied. "We had but one chance."

I could hear some of the dwarves sniffling in anger as they bowed their heads crestfallen and began heading for the stairs.

"Come away; it's...it's over." Dwalin told Thorin as he began heading back the way we all had come.

"This cannot be it..." Beriohtarion mumbled in disbelief. "We've come so far...it can't be over!"

'This cannot be...' I thought as I turned to watch the company leave.

"Wait a minute!" Bilbo stated, turning around in wonder, watching as the dwarves began to leave. "Where are they going? You can't give up now!"

I turned back to Thorin the moment I heard him move. I watched as he held the key up, looking at it before dropping it to the ground. The loud clang the key made echoing off the walls around us.

"Thorin..." Bilbo mumbled in disbelief hoping to stop the dwarf king. Thorin shoved the map into Bilbo's hand before striding past him. "you can't give up now..."

I heard Bilbo mumble sadly, knowing there was no changing his mind. As Thorin was about to pass me, I stepped in his way, commanding him to look up to me. And when I didn't move he did just as I had wanted him to and I saw all the hope he had when we first started this journey had vanished.

"Thorin..." I mumbled looking down to him. "Bilbo's right. There has to be something else...something we have missed. You can not turn back, you can not give up. This..." I motioned around us. "this cannot be it."

"We've lost the light Bellethiel." Thorin looked to me and glared, his shoulder sagging in defeat. "There's nothing left for us to do."

Thorin pushed passed me, but I quickly reached out and took a hold of the sleeve of his coat.

"Thorin!" I growled out.

"It's over Bellethiel." Thorin stated, turning back to glance at me. "The quest was for not, we had one chance and we missed it."

I loosened my grip as he walked away and I huffed in irritation as I looked around.

"This is not it..." I grumbled, walking toward the wall. "There is something we missed...I know it..."

"Nana..." Balamaethor mumbled sadly.

"Search." I ordered, causing the three to jump at the sudden force behind my word. "We came all this way, we are not turning back. We did just as that map told us to do, now search."

The three nodded before looking around the wall. I walked toward Bilbo, intent on grabbing that blasted map from his hands when I heard him reciting the same thing Thorin was reciting, gesturing with his hands.

"Stand by the grey stone..." Bilbo mumbled as he walked toward the grey wall.

"When the thrush knocks..." Bilbo looks around up in the sky.

'When the thrush knocks?' I thought looking around.

"The setting sun...and the last light of Durin's Day will shine. Hmm...The last light." Bilbo began to mutter quietly to himself once more. "The last light..."

'The last light of Durin's Day...' I suddenly looked up to the sky and saw the moon shining the moment the cloud in the sky moved on with the wind. 'it can't be meaning that light...could it?'

Suddenly a tiny bird flew past me averting my attention from the moon.

'A thrush...?' I thought again watching the small bird.

The little bird picked up what looked to be a snail's shell and tapping the thing on one of the small stones before taping against the grey wall we were standing in front of.

'When the thrush knocks...' I thought, before glancing at the door to see something spectacular forming before my very eyes. "Bilbo!"

I watched as the shadows upon the wall began to morph as the moonlight hit the wall. Bilbo came to stand beside me as we both watched in relief, laughing in delight once we shared a glance.

"The last light!" Bilbo cried out. "The last light Belle!"

"It was the moon!" Thenidiel smiled, as the three of them came to stand beside us.

The moonlight began to shine upon the wall, illuminating and showing us a shape of a keyhole in the rock.

"The keyhole!" Bilbo called out running toward the edge of the clearing at the stairs. "Come back!"

"They have left?" Beriohtarion questioned running to where Bilbo had gone to see no signs of the company.

"Come back! It's the light of the moon, the last moon of autumn! Ha ha ha!" Bilbo called out laughing in glee.

"Bilbo! Where did the key go?" I said looking around the clearing to where Thorin had stood to see no sign of the key to the door.

"Where's the-Where's the key? Where's the-it was here..." Bilbo began to look around frantically.

"Thenidiel, Beriohtarion! Search for the key." I called out. "Balamaethor, try to get the company back here!"

Balamaethor nodded before sprinting down where we had come. I began assisting Bilbo in looking for the key.

"but it was here, it was here! It was just..." Bilbo began to mutter.

I knelt close the ground and began inspecting the place, hoping to find it soon, until I heard something clink and I turned to see the key about to fly off of the clearing.

"The key!" Thenidiel cried out in a panic.

Quickly, I skidded forward in a panic and was about to reach for the string attached to the key when a boot steps in front of me, reaching the key before I did. The boot in front of me prevented the key from flying clear over the edge of the clearing and I smiled, letting out a sigh of relief because I knew exactly who's it belonged to. A hand reached down to grab the key and I looked up to see Thorin. I huffed, smiled and got to my feet.

The dwarves stood in front of us as Thorin held the key firmly in his hands. The dwarves all smiled, and I looked behind them to see Balamaethor huffing and puffing at having run all the way back up the pathway.

I looked back to Thorin and nodded. I placed my hand upon my chest, bowed from the waist and stepped aside. Using the same gesturing welcome that Lindir had given to Gandalf in Rivendell, except that I had kept my arm extended toward the grey wall.

"My King..." I said affectionately, lifting my head as Thorin smiled, making his way toward the door with the key in his hand.

I stood up straight once he had passed me and went to stand behind the company. Balamaethor had taken to sitting on the ground for a bit while I stood tall. Thenidiel joined me quickly, dragging Beriohtarion behind as she stood and watched eagerly as Thorin stood in front of the stone wall. Thorin placed the key into the keyhole and turned. I heard mechanisms turning behind the rock followed by a loud thump. Thorin then slowly pushed against the wall and the door to the mountain suddenly opened. The seams of the door showing itself, and through it I could see complete darkness. The door swung open, the sound of it hitting something that stopped it from opening any further echoed throughout the dark tunnel. Thorin stood at the threshold, while the dwarves looked on in awe.

Not one spoke...and not one moved.

"Erebor." Thorin then spoke as Balin came to stand behind him.

"Thorin..." Balin addressed, the elder dwarf choking up a bit at finally being able to see his old home after so long.