Thorin ran as fast as his steel-toed boots would allow and entered the medical wing earning him a surprised squawk from the medical staff and a (thankfully empty ) bedpan thrown over his head, with a varied slew of curses in Khuzdul aimed at him and his sudden interruption of their work, but Thorin had no interest in scolding his healing staff for it, He had other matters to attend to.
Bilbo was wiggling like a caterpillar trying to free itself from its cocoon on his bed of the past few days,one medical dwarrow standing near his bed monitoring the hobbit and petting his head to offer some sort of help from the contact, Bilbo's face was scrunched up as he tried to rouse himself from the depths of unconsciousness, he looked more rosy and less like death warmed over now, for which everyone had been happy to see.
More footsteps sounded from behind the king under the mountain as the other members of the company ran in, also having heard the news of Bilbo's stirring about and eager to be there when he did.
"Come on Mister Baggins...you can do it!" Kili encouraged, bouncing like a pebble would upon receiving his first present during Yule time, energetic display only increasing when Bilbo responded to his voice by cracking an eye partially open before wincing and closing it again forcing them to dim the torches in the room to not hurt the hobbit further.
"Whah...whe-is it...time ..to ...eat?" Bilbo croaked out and as if to go with it, his belly rumbled making everyone in the room laugh.
Of course, the hobbits first thought on waking up would be of a proper meal!
"I will have some light soup brought in that will be easy on his stomach and help get his strength back, no need to add vomit on top of everything else he is dealing with" Oin said before barking at the member of his team that was by Bilbo'd bed to fetch said food item making the poor dwarrow scurry out of the room like Smaug was on his tail.
Not to mention the rest of the company having to remind themselves that THEY were not the ones being yelled at and following the medical dwarf back out...
Oin took Bilbo's hand and spoke much more gently
"Ok Master Hobbit, now you don't have to open your eyes yet or talk if you don't want to, just tap my hand with your finger, once for yes, twice for no, alright?"
One tap
"Ok good, now, are you in any pain?"
Two taps
"Good also, you should only feel some mild tingling from the pain salve, do you feel that?"
One tap
"Are you numb anywhere? Like you can't move it or feel it at all?"
Two taps
This went on for a while till Oin was satisfied and Bilbo found the energy to open his eyes and sit up to talk to them properly with the assistance of several pillows behind his back and head.
"W-what happened?" Bilbo asked searching his brain for the answer but coming up blank, all he remembered was seeing Erebor in his sights and then it was all a blur of pain, cold and a raspy whisper in his ear about how his death would be as long and painful as possible and clammy fingers touching him everywhere...
"You were attacked by some sort of strange goblin, but don't worry about it now, it's gone and you are here in Erebor, safe and sound," Oin said before trying to spoon some soup into the hobbits mouth only to get an indignant snort in return and Bilbo taking the bowl and spoon and start eating.
He was not an infant and could feed himself thank you very much!
And thankfully for him Oin did not have it in him at the moment to scold the hobbit for his behavior, anyone would be frustrated not being able to remember anything of recent events, and just rolled his eyes and the medical dwarrow went to re-wrap a few bandages that popped loose.
"With all the blows to your skull as of late, we might have to make you a specialty helmet for you to wear all the time" Oin quipped not wanting to let him completely off the hook not wanting to make a habit of the nonsense.
Bilbo said nothing and only the clinking of a spoon signaled to Oin that he was still awake, Bilbo snuggled more into the sheets after finishing his broth and looked around at everyone staring at him, obviously worried and gave a crooked smile trying to soothe them as well as himself "I am alright, just a little tired and my head is still a bit stuffy, but some more rest should fix me up properly"
"I would like you to stay awake a bit longer so I can run a few more tests," Oin said already starting to look into Bilbo's eyes for anything off in them and checking his head to see how well it was healing.
Bilbo just let him, knowing he did not really have too much choice in the matter and deciding that even if he fell asleep in the middle of the exam no one would or could really complain.
"Well your head wound will scar, as will the markings on your arms, legs, and feet, but they do not look like they are infected, so you do not have to worry about that" Oin stated as he put away his medical items.
Bilbo hated the idea of having scars all over, but he bet that he would hate having an infection or having actually been killed by that goblin more!
"I have a room all set up for you whenever your ready to use it," Thorin said "it has your sword and armor inside, we can have you properly measured for clothes a bit later"
"Thank you...you did not need to.." Bilbo began
"If you are going to be a part of this mountain I will need to take care of you like I take care of any one of my subjects" Thorin cut him off before he could begin his self-deprecating monologue
"Well...thank you for everything," Bilbo said red in the face not knowing what else he should or even could say to that.
"I already have a jacket for you!" Dori grinned and showed off the coat he made and Bilbo did in fact, love it, it was the most beautiful jacket he had ever seen! He looked forward to wearing it and told Dori so making the grin go even wider and earning him a firm but gentle hug and that seemed to be the signal for everyone else to join in on the cuddle pile.
Bilbo just sighed
It would still be a rough time ahead and his dwarves were sillier than anything
But they were his silly dwarves
And nothing in middle earth was going to change that
well sorry to end it so suddenly...but I do have ideas for a sequel after I'm finished with "All I ever wanted all I ever needed" where Bilbo returns to the Shire and shocks those dickish hobbits and rewards the Gamgees for their help (with some things thrown in that are spoiler related...)
But I did kinda want to end it on more of a sweet end of bittersweet (yes PTSD is a horrible illness but it does not mean all hope is ever lost when someone has loving family to help them through and I wanted the ending to reflect that )