Thorin Oakenshield.

A name that frightened the men. A name that made the elves cringe. A name that angered the orcs and goblins. A name that saddened the dwarfs.

Thorin was a dwarf who had a tough life behind him. He had been forced watched how his father and grandfather suffered from the sickness they got from all the gold around them. He had been forced to watch how his home, how Erebor, got claimed by Smaug. How his people lost their homes.

Thorin took the leadership and has been guiding his folk ever since. Not with a bitter heart, but a strong voice. Nobody expected Thorin to be healed in a short time. They believed that he would in just a matter of time.

But they were wrong.

Thorin had taken it to the heart and soon everybody believed Thorin would always stay the way he was.


In the dwarves 'eyes, Thorin was a good hearted man but he was surly, tough and harsh. Showed little to no emotion and was afraid of nothing but losing his people. They only saw him smiling, or at least showing some emotion, when either his sister or nephew were near him.

But nobody knows what goes on behind closed doors.


Thorin was indeed hardened on the outside and maybe a bit on the inside, but the truth was that Thorin had become weaker. He hid it by becoming harder on his folk but he was scared. Scared to lose that little bit of home he still had left.

Thorin had lost nearly his entire family during the fire. Only his sister Dis and her young son Fili survived. And Thorin was certain not to lose them.

Fili and Dis meant the world to him. Fili was more than a nephew to Thorin, he was his sister-son, his heir and kin. Since Fili lost his dad, Thorin took over the place and had been nothing but a father to him. There were days Thorin forgot that Fili was just his nephew and not his son. And that was hard for him.

Thorin always loved children. He loved hearing them giggle, he loved seeing them smile. He did everything in his power to let the children be happy for once. But it made him realize there was one thing missing in his life. One thing that potentially would solve it all. He missed having someone to give his heart to. His One.

Thorin had given up all hope when he couldn't find her.

But that changed. Soon, a new dwarf had joined them in the blue mountains. A female dwarf who got lost in the mess the dragon created. Her name was Sicilia.

Thorin fell in love with her as soon as he had laid his eyes on her. And lucky for him, she had the same feelings towards him.

It seemed to be going the right direction again. Sicilia was a sweet woman, who did nothing but good. She made Thorin happy and that was enough for the dwarfs. But it wasn't finished there.

Sicilia was pregnant.

The news came in like a bomb and the people couldn't stop talking about the fact that Thorin was going to have new heir to the throne.

Thorin was the happiest he had ever been. A child, his own child. He had been dreaming of the idea since his sister gave birth to Fili.

Fili.

Fili was going to get a cousin. Someone to play with. Someone to look out for.

It all fell in place. Thorin finally felt what it was like to be blessed. A beautiful wife, a nephew who he loved so much, an angel of a sister, a baby. His life was complete.

But luck turned against him.

When he and a few men were out hunting, Thorin saw smoke in the air. Sicilia. Thorin did no more and ran back to Dale, praying that Sicilia was unharmed.

He was wrong.

The smoke came from his house. Sicilia was inside and to make things even worse, she was in labour. Thorin's world froze. His wife, stuck in a burning house, giving birth to his child. No, he was not going to lose them.

Thorin stormed inside the house, looking for Sicilia. He found her, on the ground, in immense pain. Thorin picked her up: 'It's going to be alright. I've got you.' He murmured to her and carried her out.

She was immediately brought to Dis' house and without even looking at her burning wounds, Oin helped her deliver a healthy baby boy.

Thorin watched how Oin cut the umbilical cord and gave Sicilia the rest she deserved. It was not looking good for her. The fire had damaged a lot on her body and the birth was difficult for her.

Oin walked up to Thorin and gave him his son. Oin gave him a soft smile and went back to Sicilia.

Thorin looked at the little lad in his arms. He was wrapped up in blankets, only revealing his head and arms. The baby started crying and Thorin started rocking him. 'It's alright, little one. I'm here. Dad, dad is here.' It sounded strange in his ears. Dad, he was a dad. The baby somehow relaxed and Thorin walked to Sicilia, knowing that she would die tonight.

'Hey, baby. I'm so proud of you, look at our son!' Thorin whispered, laying their son back on his wife's chest. Sicilia smiled and carefully wrapped her arms around the little bundle of blankets. Thorin lay his hand on her arm and gave her a kiss on the forehead: 'I'm so proud of you.'

Sicilia smiled and lay her hand on Thorin's cheek. Thorin softly wrapped his own hand around hers. 'I'm not going to make it.' She said, in barely a whisper. Thorin looked up at her, a tear blinking in his eye: 'There must be something to save you.'

'I wish there was, but there isn't. Sicilia's wounds are too deep to save. And the birth was not doing much good to her.' Oin said, sadness edging every word. Thorin looked up at him: 'Don't you blame this on my son.' 'I'm not trying to say that, Thorin. I'm sorry.' Oin looked away.

'Sweetheart, don't get mad at Oin. He saved our kin. That's all I can ask for.' Sicilia said, trying to meet Thorin's gaze. Thorin sighed: 'I'm sorry, baby. I just don't want to lose you.' Sicilia smiled sad at him: 'I don't want to lose you either. I don't want to go, but it is how it is. My baby lives. More I do not need. You are safe.' Sicilia started coughing and Thorin quickly wrapped his arms around her.

'My love, please don't leave. Not yet. I need you. Our son needs you.' Sicilia gave Thorin a kiss: 'I'm sorry, Thorin. Sweetie, we have forgotten something!' Thorin immediately shot up: 'What did we forget?!' 'Our baby. He is still nameless.' Sicilia whimpered. Thorin sighed in relief and sat back down: 'You can name him. You deserve to give him a name.' Sicilia gave him a smile and looked at their son: 'Kili. Kili, that's your name. Do you like it?' Thorin smiled at her and looked at Kili: 'Kili. I love it. Kili it is.'

Sicilia's breathing started to become less and she quickly looked up at Thorin, who was crying. 'Baby, please. P-Please don't cry. It's going to be alright. You do not need me to be happy.' 'But I do. What would I do without you?' Thorin cried out. Sicilia looked up at him, with her last strength: 'You'll manage. Promise me one thing.' 'Everything, sweetheart.' Thorin said, feeling the tears stream down his face. 'Look after Kili. Take care of him, make sure nothing harms him. Can you promise me that?' Thorin nodded: 'Of course. Kili is going to be alright.' 'And so are you.' Sicilia said. 'I love you.' Thorin whispered and gave her one last kiss. 'I love you, Thorin Oakenshield. With the whole of my heart.' Sicilia whispered and gave her baby a hug: 'I love you Kili. I wish I had the change to watch you grow up, little one.' She slowly fell back, gave Thorin a little nod and closed her eyes.

Thorin wrapped his arms around his dead wife and started crying into her shoulder. Kili, utterly lost, started crying as well and Thorin picked him up. He held him close to his chest and whispered: 'You're safe, little one. I will protect you. I will take care of you. Of us. We'll make it. For Sicilia, for you mother.' He gave Kili a kiss on his forehead and watched how Oin covered Sicilia with a blanket. Oin gave Thorin a soft smile and took her body out of the house.


Thorin walked outside, meeting the gazes of Dis and Fili. Fili's face showed nothing but fear and Dis was worried. 'Brother, are you alright? I am so sorry, she did not deserve this.' Dis said and wrapped her arms around Thorin. Thorin hid his head in her shoulder and listened to her comforting words. Fili was confused and scared: 'Why is uncle crying, mother?' Dis bend down to Fili: 'Uncle is going through a very hard time now. Uncle lost his One. That's very sad for him.' She tried to explain. Fili looked away from her and turned to his uncle, who had sat down, softly talking to a bundle of blankets.

'Uncle? Are you okay?' A small voice asked and Thorin looked up from Kili. He faced Fili, who looked up at him. 'Fili. Don't worry about me, I'm going to be alright.' 'Are you sad? I don't like you being sad.' Fili said and climbed next to him. He gave Thorin a hug, which was very comforting for him. Fili than noticed the little baby in his uncle's arms. 'Who's that?' Fili asked, looking at the boy with curiosity. 'This is your nephew, Fili. This is Kili.' Thorin said, feeling Dis looking at him. 'Kili? Is he your baby?' Fili asked a bit confused. Thorin smile through his tears and nodded: 'He is, little one. Kili is my kin.' 'But I was your kin!' Fili exclaimed. Thorin lay his hand on Fili's head: 'And you still are. Kili is now my kin as well. Kili is my son.'

Fili stopped moving and turned to Kili. He looked up at Thorin, asking for permission. Thorin gave him a nod and Fili carefully bend over Kili: 'Hello, Kili. I'm Fili. I'm your cousin. We are going to be best friends forever!' Thorin smiled up at Dis, who was cracking a smile back.

Kili looked up at Fili. 'I am going to take care of you. I'm going to be your protector. I am-' Fili's speech got cut by Kili playing with his braids. Fili looked a little shocked at first, but smiled anyway: 'You like my braids? My mother did them, they are good, right?' Thorin smiled at the little interaction between the two little dwarflings. 'Uncle, why is Kili so tiny? Is he sick?' Fili suddenly asked. 'No, my kin. Babies are just very small. He is going to grow up, don't worry.' Thorin answered. Fili turned back to Kili, who was looking up at his cousin: 'We are going to take care of Kili, right?' Thorin was quiet for few seconds before answering: 'We are, Fili. We are going to take good care of Kili.' Kili yawned, sighing he was tired. 'Is he tired? But it's not even noon yet!' Fili exclaimed confused.

Dis walked over to them: 'Hush, my child. Kili is still a baby, he needs rest.' Thorin stood up while holding Kili close to him. 'Is Kili going to sleep for long? I want to play with him.' Fili said, holding his mother's hand. 'Kili is too young to play, honey. You can talk to him when he wakes up again, he likes that.' Dis said. Fili looked disappointed but lit up again: 'I'm going to tell him about everything he missed when he wasn't alive yet.' Dis grinned a bit at the word choice and looked up at Thorin: 'Do you want to stay with me until you've found a proper home?' Thorin send her a thankful smile: 'Thank you, Dis. I'd love to.' 'Come on, than. You and Kili both need rest.' Dis said and turned around.

Before following his sister, Thorin gave Kili a kiss: 'I love you. We are going to face the world, together.' 'Come on, uncle! The sooner Kili is asleep, the sooner he wakes up!' Fili yelled, being shushed by Dis. Thorin sighed, smiled and rushed after them.


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