Chapter Twelve – The Great Bear

Title: Dragon Heart
Pairing: Fili/Bella
Summary: Not all dragons were bad, not all were simply just dragons either and those who held a dragon’s heart was a blessed indeed.

BTW I should mention Italics are the elves speaking in their native tongue Sindarin. Bold Italics is when they are speaking in Khuzdul. All words translated at the bottom.

}}…{{ anything starting with that is Dovahzul – Dragon Language or regular bold in usual sentences.

))…(( anything between them is the black speech.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything but the plot! No matter how much I wish it to be so.

Third POV

The company ran until their legs could not run no more, Bella having to pick up a dwarf here or there when they staggered. The howls followed them on the wind and Bella was half tempted to shift or use a Thu’um, but shifting would mean she’d have to reveal her secret about knowing Beorn and she didn’t want to ruin the surprise on Gandalf, twas not often you one up’d a Wizard.

The matter of her Thu’um she didn’t know how it would react with the company nor did she wish to use that particular power, on Beorn’s lands no less or well explain.

“Come on!” Gandalf’s voice rings out as they rush over the marshy plains and towards the trees that separated them from Beorn’s home. “This way, quickly!”

She could hear the hunting pack close in and she could head Beorn in the opposite direction, a groan escaping her lips at the luck. They were smack dab in the middle of the two; everyone came to a stop an ear-splitting roar sounded nearby, sending many hearts to leap into throats.

“Bombur, come on!” Bofur yells, snatching the front of his baby brother’s tunic as they began to run once more. It was no time or place for him to freeze.

Bella and Fíli stayed at the back of the pack, Bella because she was more likely to hold off an attack at this rate and Fíli because he couldn’t part from his one anymore, seeing her fall still replayed constantly in his mind.

As they exit the forest and into the bright sun, Bella could see the Beorn’s home and the large hedge he and she both had planted to protect all inside around it.

“To the house! Run!” Gandalf yells.


Bella and Fíli both let out a laugh as Bombur picks up speed and begins to outrun everyone, shouts of surprise escaped the Dwarrow’s lips as they saw what was happening. The gate, Bella saw, was already open and she knew that Beorn isn’t going to be happy when he returns. She knew why he disliked Dwarrow’s much but he would tolerate them.

Bombur was the first to the door, throwing his full weight into it before falling back. Kíli and Bofur were next followed by Nori and Dwalin, each one throwing their weight to open the door.

“THE LOCK!” Bella yelled as she and Gandalf both spun around to face the woods just as Beorn’s massive frame burst out of the tree line snarling.


Fíli and Thorin push forward and snap the lock up before pushing the door open. The entire company bolts inside just in time but not quick enough as Beorn shoves his head through the gap of the door. Bella hisses as she watched her mate nearly get bit and she quickly moving to help shove the door shut.



Once the door was shut everyone bar Bella and those that didn’t help collapse in relief against it. “What is that?” Ori gasped out.

“That…is our host.” The company turn to Gandalf in horror and bewilderment. “His name is Beorn, and he is a skin-changer. Sometimes he’s a huge black bear; sometimes he’s a great strong man. The bear is unpredictable, but the man can be reasoned with. However, he is not overfond of dwarves. ”

Bella sits back upon Beorn’s chair and smiles kindly at the sheep that had come and given her a drink. “Thank you Flower.” The sheep bleated in return before gesturing to the company as they argued. “Oh they’re alright, I will make sure they behave; go and rest Flower.”

“Come away from there! It’s not natural, none of it. It’s obvious: he’s under some dark spell.” Dori’s accusation caused Bella’s head to shoot up and for her to frown. Fíli, Nori and Kíli both turned towards the eldest Ri with a frown.

“So shifting is a dark spell Master Dori?” She asked flat causing the silver haired Dwarrow she had thought to be her friend splutter and blush. With a shake of her head Bella stood from her seated spot. “No, it’s fine. I think we should all get some sleep.”

Gandalf nodded along. “Yes everyone get some rest, all of you. You’ll all be safe here tonight.”

Bella patted the ponies as she passed before finding a nice spot in the hay. She couldn’t go to her room with her nice soft bed without giving away the fact she knew Beorn. Fíli smiled at his One as he watched her remove her bag and blades before doing the same and placing his bed roll by her side, Kíli on the other and Nori at his head.

“He did not mean it.” Nori whispered softly.

“I know, but nevertheless, it still hurt.” Nori watched as her face dropped for a second before a small smile replaced that as Fíli placed his hand upon her lower back in comfort.

“Come rest, I just… I need to…” The fair-haired prince choked out.

“Rest dii lokaal.” She croons while practically flopping down in the hay. It was not soft by any means but it was way better then the ground. She knew that while Beorn might not know she’s here or does but either way she knew he’d chase off the orc pack. With that thought in mind she let the exhaustion creep up on her and fell asleep.


There was something wrong, Kisenth could feel it as she flew closer to her brother’s horde. Something very, very wrong; the taste of blood in the air and another scent of a dragon, a Morgoth twisted snake.

}}No, NO Darilth! Apophis!{{ She screamed as she flew into the destroyed nest. She shifted from her dragon form to her humanlike one and ran towards her fallen brother and his mate. They were bleeding, their bodies battered and war-torn as they curled brokenly around their destroyed eggs.

}}Sister… take them… burn us… blades.{{ Darilth rumbled out brokenly, gesturing to the area of his beating heart. Both he and his mate shifted to their own humanlike forms in pain, ruby hair framing coffee skin with strands of brown while brown hair framed her brothers pale face.

}}WHO, WHO DID THIS?{{ She roared, her voice booming through the fallen kingdom. There was not much treasure left compared to what it was.

}}Smaug… He came and killed… we did not fight as strong, our will gone.{{ Apophis rasped out, her eyes glassy and far away as her hand rested upon a broken egg.

A dragon shifter could only lay five eggs in their whole life, they knew not why Yavanna made them that way or if it was the will of Eru, his decision in allowing their creation but Kisenth was there when her brother and sister decided to lay all five at once. They could not wait.

But Smaug, a name that she would not forget as she tore the hearts from her brother and sisters chest and placed them in her own.


The scent of death and darkness tainted the air Men, Elves, Dwarrow’s and Orcs fought below her. She was the last of her kin, there would be no more; there was just her left of the Dovah-Vuldiik’s and the twisted snakes of Morgoths.

Her wings spread far as she let out a torrent of fire near the back of the orcs, battling her own with them and the twisted snake of the north. She knew not his name or cared to know but she would not let it live.

A screech of power and she found herself falling. Sauron was defeated.


))Ash nazg durbatulûk, ash nazg gimbatul, ash nazg thrakatulûk, agh burzum ishi krimpatul.((

))Ash nazg durbatulûk, ash nazg gimbatul, ash nazg thrakatulûk, agh burzum ishi krimpatul.((

Bella shot up with a scream, jerking all of the Dwarrow awake and to their feet in panic. Bella did not stop screaming, her hands covering her ears as her eyes were clenched shut. She knew she was dreaming enough to not shift but she could still feel the darkness of Sauron, of Melkor twisting at her.

The company shouted trying to wake her, calling her name and plead to tell them what was wrong, but still she would not, could not stop.

}}Stiildus Tul Vopraan!{{ Gandalf shouted causing Bella to gasp and snap her eyes open, the screams stopping instantly.

“What… what happened?” She asked, looking around the room.

“You were screaming.” Fíli whispered.

“Aye Lass, gave us all a fright, what was it?” Dwalin asked softly, placing his weapon down carefully at his feet.

Was it a Ùhùrudazl?”(Battle dream) Bifur asked causing Bella to blink and then stare up at Gandalf.

}}I dreamt of Darilth and Apophis… then of the Last Alliance… I heard…{{ She trailed off with a frown. }}I heard black speech, Sauron’s voice. Felt the darkness here, in this room.{{

}}Are you sure? Maybe it was a memory perhaps?{{ Gandalf replied, wary and with a frown.

Bella shook her head, the darkness still lingered but it was not as strong. Sauron was defeated and if he was indeed the necromancer then he does not have the power he once had. “I am sorry for frightening you all. I just had a nightmare that did not seem to end.”

“Are you sure Isabella?” Thorin asked worried, he had never heard screams like that before not even after the battle of Azanulbizar.

“Yes, yes… Everyone go back to sleep. I think I’ll take the next watch.” She suggested standing to her feet and quickly making it towards the dining area where the large hearth was. She needed to be near fire, she needed to be calm as she could not, cannot shake the taste of blood on her tongue… the darkness and ash in the air.

Fíli quickly shot to his feet, telling Kíli to go back to sleep along with the others informing that he will speak to her. The others reluctantly agreed but did as he asked, after all he was her One and vice versa, they technically had no right to comfort her when Fíli wishes to. Even Gandalf left it be, choosing to return to his seat and lighting his pipe, he did not feel what she had described but even though he could sense magic it wasn’t as strong as Kisenth’s.

“I am alright Fíli.” Bella whispered as he came to her side, tearing her eyes away from the flames. “Go back to sleep.”

“No, I’ll stay with you Âzyungel.” (Love of loves) Isa smiled as she watched her Mate sit at her feet and lean against her legs, his eyes closing. She ran her fingers through his hair softly, carefully detangling it.

“Forged by war our story be told. No shackles can hold us whether moonstone or gold.” She sang softly before closing her eyes once more.


The sound of chopping wood and arguing caused Bella to jolt awake, many of the company giving her apologetic glances before going back to their arguing once more. Really? Beorn had good hearing much like an elf but better; he could hear them even over the sound of the wood being cut.

What are they arguing about?” She asked Bifur who was by her side.

“How to escape without Beorn seeing us.” He replied before going back to his flowers that he was munching on.

“I say we should leg it and slip out the back way!” Nori suggested enthusiastically, he had seen how big that beast was and he didn’t want his brothers to be caught by it.

Dwalin pushed his way through to the thief and spun him around angrily. “I’m not running from anyone, beast or no.”

“There is no point in arguing, we will be unable to make it to Mirkwood without Beorn’s help!” Gandalf snapped irritated as he pushed his way to the door. “Ah Bilbo, there you are. Now, this will require some delicate handling; we must tread carefully. The last person to have startled him was torn to shreds.”

Bella held back the snort at the blatant lie as she made her way to stand behind her mates back. Fíli glanced up at his One worried, only to calm as she cast him a smirk, now that made both him and Kíli who too saw it curious.

“I will go first and uh…” His eyes landed on Kisenth before quickly averting them as he saw all the Dwarrow tense. “Bilbo you will come with me.”

Bilbo stammers in horror as he looked at all the Dwarrow’s faces before the wizard. “Is-is that such a good idea?”

“Yes, now the rest of you… just wait here and don’t come out until I give the signal.” He urged, Radagast warning of Beorn’s dislike of Dwarrow’s echoing in his head.

Bofur tears his eyes away from the beast. “Right. Wait for the signal.” He agrees with a vigorous nod.

Gandalf turned back to the Dwarrow. “And no sudden moves, loud noises or over crowed him and only come out in pairs.” He stressed.

“Isabella, you should come out last.” He stressed on that as well, watching as the Dwarrow relaxed and nod at the suggestion before he leads Bilbo out the door nervously.

While the Dwarrow began to fidget and mutter to themselves and panic, Bella was leaning on her mates back and laughing silently. Her whole body shaking with her laughs as she listened to Gandalf stammer and argue with Gandalf.


Gandalf was nervous and frustrated as he began to stammer his explanation as each Dwarrow began to come out before he was ready, before he could inform their host of their being. Sighing in exasperation as Glóin and Óin stumble out and bow nervously.

“And do you call six a troop? What are you a travelling circus?” Beorn demands, snarling as two more came out of his house.

“Dori and Ori at your service.” Dori stammered out, trying to be polite.

“I don’t want your service!” Beorn snarled causing Gandalf to spin around to sooth the violent skin-changer.

“Absolutely understandable!” He placates before turning back as two more came out. “Oh, Fíli and Kíli, I had quite forgotten.”

Fíli shot a look back into the house as Thorin and Isa cast him a smirk. It had been silently discussed that they would be the last two to exit the house. They quickly shoved out the others, Bella chuckling as she listened to Gandalf stammer in slight wariness over Beorn’s snarls.


Beorn eyed the dwarves unhappily. “Is that it, are there any more?”

“You go.” Bella whispered softly, pushing Thorin forward, she couldn’t reveal herself yet. Thorin eyed her warily and with a frown before stepping out into view unflinchingly of the skin-changers growls.

“What reason should you give me to allow dwarves, a wizard and a Halfling to stay on my lands, Wizard?” Beorn snarled, causing all the company to frown and take a nervous step back.

“Now, now Beorn that is no way to treat friends!” Bella’s voice rung out in exasperation and cheer, causing the company to blink and watch as the large man dropped the axe.

Kisenth stepped out into the open with a wide smile, one that was mirrored on the skin-changer.

“Violet!” Beorn cheered as he rushed forward and spun her around laughing. “Why did you not come out? Why let this Wizard?”

Gandalf blinks and opens and closes his mouth a few times as he takes in the scene before him. Bella takes a look and bursts out into peals of laughter that caused Beorn to chuckle and pull Violet closer to his chest in happiness, a rumbling purr escaping his lips. It had been a while since he had seen her this happy.

“That is why I did not come greet you instead. It is not often you can surprise a wizard speechless.” She explains as she tries to gasp for breath.

“Isabella? Yo-you know him?” Ori stammers out.

The grin widens. “Yes I do Ori, I have known Beorn since he was but a mere babe. Now Beorn, we are in need of food and medicine, the orcs gave us a chase.”

“What did you go near goblins for?” Beorn asked as he pulled Violet towards his home.

Bella cringed at the displeased tone. “We were stuck on the high pass during the thunder battle.”

“And you fell off a cliff saving me and got hurt!” Bilbo shouted causing Bella to stiffen as Beorn whipped around and growled low, his eyes scanning her for injuries.

}}My wing got broken, it healed but the joint was dislocated. That is healed too, it was from a height I have fallen from before and I shifted. There will be no more goblin problems for you or any traveller who walks that path.{{ She explained, eying the company and then Gandalf as she revealed what exactly she did to Goblin Town.

“Really? All of them?” Beorn asked as he directed her to his seat and watched as the dwarves close in around her, protect her. The blonde haired one the most, his hand clutched tightly to the blade at his hip. Good… he thought.

“Yes, all of them. Ah, Copper will you be a dear and get some food for us? Some Milk and honey as well.” Bella asks the Ram softly, smiling as it nodded and trotted off.

No one said a word as they watched the animals bring out plates and rolls as well as mugs and began to place them on the table. The only ones that Fíli saw who were not surprised by this, was his One and Beorn, they simply thanked the animals for their help.

Beorn lifts the large mug of milk and begins to pour Violet and the blonde one by her side a drink, looking at the familiar known one by their side. So you are the one they call Oakenshield. Tell me, why is Azog the Defiler hunting you?”

Thorin jerks at that, his eyes snapping up to the man. “You know of Azog? How?” he asked, casting his eyes to Isabella and cringed as she shook her head no wildly.

“My people were the first to live in the mountains, before the Orcs came down from the north. The Defiler killed most of my family, but some he enslaved.” Beorn explains with a grimace, clenching the tankard in his hands tightly, the wood groaning from the pressure.

Bilbo and the company then see the remnants of manacles on Beorn’s wrist.

“Not for work, you understand, but for sport. Caging skin-changers and torturing them seemed to amuse him.” He explains once more moving to pour drinks.

“There are others… like you?” Bilbo had no idea what possessed him to blurt that out.

“Once, there were many.” Beorn whispered causing Bella to stand, she did not move towards him but the action showed comfort and worry.

“And now?”

Beorn turned back to the little bunny. “Now, there is only one. You need to reach the mountain before the last days of autumn?”

“Before Durin’s Day falls, yes.” Gandalf answers, pulling the pipe from his lips.

Beorn grunts. “You are running out of time.”

“Which is why we must go through Mirkwood.” The answer caused Beorn to look at the Wizard.

“A darkness lies upon that forest. Fell things creep beneath those trees. There is an alliance between the Orcs of Moria and the Necromancer in Dol Guldur. I would not venture there except in great need.” The skin-changer rumbles, giving the company a sense of unease.

“We will take the Elven Road. That path is still safe.” Gandalf supplies nervously.

“Safe? The Wood-Elves of Mirkwood are not like their kin. They’re less wise and more dangerous. But it matters not.” Beorn’s eyes flicking from Violet and back to the wizard.

Thorin turns back to the skin changer. “What do you mean?”

“These lands are crawling with Orcs. Their numbers are growing, and you are on foot. I will not allow Violet to be the one to protect you all by herself.” Beorn rumbles out.

“I am fine Beorn; you know a mere handful of orcs do not worry me.” Kisenth replies back in a huff.

The skin-changer huffs and smiles affectionately. “I know this. I will grant you aid and safety for a few days. You will be able to rest for a day or two freely and safely. I will provide you with ponies to the gate because Violet is kin. I do this for her.”

Author Note: Well look Beorn! I tried to change it a little from the scene in the movie as well as add some book details in as well. Next will be well the beginning of Mirkwood or well going to Mirkwood since that chapter is practically done. But I wont post that for a few days.

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