Summary: Shortly after the youngest Durin was born, he was lost. And far from his home, an elf warrior found him, and has taken him back to Mirkwood, where the dwarf prince will grow up believing he is something he isn't. The Elven king Thranduil, does not appreciate Kili's presence in his forest, and wants nothing more than for the pest to be removed. And how will Kili react when thirteen dwarves enter the woodland realm, and two of them claim to be his kin? After Smaug claimed Erebor.

Rating: T

Reason for the rating: Bullying, Romance (nothing to serious… yet), Angst, Family/Comfort

Language: English

Pairing: Kili/Tauriel, Legolas/Tauriel

Disclaimer: I sadly do not own Kili or any of the other Hobbit characters in this story. The idea is mine though, and I appreciate reviews very much. Okay, a lot of people have had an issue with Arwen's age, so I didn't even specify that. Please, please give me encouraging reviews and not ones filled with non-constructive criticism. This story is meant to be a fun, story, that is supposed to be enjoyed, and loved for its originality.

Dis' watched her sons, playing on the bank of the Lune river. Her youngest, Kili, was throwing sand up in the air, destroying his older brother's sand castles. He was only three years old, not yet old enough to run or use a wooden sword like his brother Fili could, but still he had more energy than she had in her. He ran and ran, shouting and laughing, her son was truly a wild one.

''I have never seen a child with that much love for sand. I swear, I have sand in places I wouldn't think sand should be.'' Her brother, Thorin said, collapsing on the ground next to her. He kept a silvery blue eye locked on Kili for a minute longer, and then he slowly lay down on the grass.

''Well, if I'm not mistaken, you always were stuffing gold in your sock drawer when mum wasn't looking.'' She replied, laughing at the look of false disbelief he wore on his face.

''Mama, Mama! Look what I found!'' Kili ran up to his mother, brandishing a small frog in his tiny fist. ''Bubba found it!''

Dis' smiled but politely passed holding it.

''Here, let me see. You found a frog?'' Thorin asked Kili, pulling the small child into his lap.

''Bubba found it!'' Kili held the frog up so his uncle could see it better, beaming when Thorin took it from him and made it kiss his mother.

''Thorin you get that frog off my dress right now or I'll stick it where the sun don't shine.'' Dis' warned, pointing a warning finger at her older brother.

''Well, if you wont break the frogs spell, I guess Kili will.'' Thorin smiled and made the frog kiss his nephew. Kili squealed in delight, not noticing when Thorin dropped the frog to tickle him. Thorin paused, and looked into his nephews brown eyes, ''Can you find yourself a frog?''

''Yeah! I can, I can!'' The dark haired toddle clapped his hands in excitement, jumping up from his uncle's lap and racing for the riverbank. ''Bubba I gonna find a frog. Okay?''

''Okay Ki.'' Fili replied, using the nickname he had made for his little brother. The blonde Durin was making clay castles, using twigs and pebbles to make the dwarven kingdom Erebor, or at least how he envisioned it.

''I never thought that any of my kin would be raised so far from their true home.'' Thorin sighed, ripping up the green grass around him.

Dis' sighed, eyeing him wearily. ''You have made a good life for me and your nephews. They don't know the difference yet, and they don't have to. Ered Luin is a fine place to raise children, and I think its high time for you to find a dwarvish woman.''

''You don't understand, Erebor is the place they deserve to grow up in. They deserve-'' Thorin was cut off by screaming.

''Mama! Uncle! Kili's fallen into the river! Help! Help!'' Fili yelled, tears streaming down his chubby face as Thorin ran down to the river bank. Her brother was distraught, and frantically ran down alongside the river.

''Kili!'' He called, his voice cracking. Dis' hiked her skirts, racing down to Fili.

''Baby, tell me what happened.'' She tried to control her voice, but Thorin's desperate call made her heart hurt.

''He saw a frog jump into the river and he went in after it. I went to get him but he fell completely in. He can't swim Mama… Where did he go?'' Fili was sobbing into her dress, lightly pulling on her braids.

''Dis'!'' Thorin called, running up next to her. She looked up, tears filling her brown eyes when she saw the frantic look on his face. ''Get Dwalin and Balin. Bring Fili inside.''

She followed her brother's orders, getting Fili his bear toy before getting Balin and Dwalin.

Lady Dis', how may we help you?'' Balin asked, smiling at her warmly. His smile faltered though when he saw her distraught expression. ''What's happened?

''Thorin needs you! Kili fell into the river and he can't find him!'' The tears flowed freely from her eyes, her hands clenching and unclenching.

''Stay here.'' Dwalin stood up from where he was sitting, running out of the doorway, calling fro a few other dwarves to help him.

''Don't worry lass, I'm sure we'll find Kili.'' Balin reassured her, putting a comforting hand on her shoulder before leaving the room to follow Dwalin.

''Why is this happening? Why?''

''Why is this happening? Why?'' Kaiel asked himself, spurring his horse onward. He had been searching for the herb Athelas, commonly called Kingsfoil, for days, hearing of its healing abilities, but had not seen any sign of the weed.

His daughter and his wife were dieing, an unusual and horrible thing in the elven realm. They had both caught a dreadful illness, and were overcome with fever. Kaiel had even gone to his king, Thranduil, to ask for aid. The king had allowed Kaiel to have the royal healers for a time, but the strongest elven magic could not heal them without Kingsfoil.

He came to a halt at Lake Evendim. The Lune River had overflowed it banks, and was flowing steadily into the lake. His keen eyes scanned his surroundings. He was not comfortable around the Blue Mountains, being fully aware that dwarves lived there.

He was about to turn away, and continue on in his venture, but a flash of blue floating at the edge of the lake caught his eye. Kaiel guided his white horse over to the color, examining the bundle carefully.

With a jolt, he realized that the bundle was a small child. He reached out, and pulled the child into his arms, listening to his breathing. The toddler was gently breathing, but a fever was coming on fast, and a big cut on his forehead was still oozing blood.

Kaiel smoothed the kid's hair back from his face, smiling when the boy opens his eyes.

''Mama?'' He croaked, nestling into him. The boy had dark brown hair, and even browner eyes.

''What is your name little one?'' He asked gently, petting the child's head. He must have come from the Blue Mountains, and Kaiel had half the mind to return the dwarf child to his home, but another part of him knew that the child would not survive without elvish healing.

''Kili. Where's my bubba?'' Kili asked groggily, reaching out to wrap his tiny fist around Kaiel's auburn braid.

He was definitely a dwarf child. Dwarves were fascinated with hair, and his clothes were also dwarvish. But his face was fair, and looked very similar to an elf child's.

''Don't leave me…'' Kili asked, snuggling further into Kaiel's jerkin. Kaiel felt the familiar sense of protection and love come over him, it was the same feeling he got when his daughter had first gotten the sickness.

''I won't leave you.'' Kaiel looked over his shoulder, and saw a sprig of white flowers, with greens leaves. It was Kingsfoil. He leaped off his horse, Kili still in his arms, and plucked up the plant, stuffing it into his saddlebag before mounting his horse and riding towards Greenwood.

Truly, finding this boy was a part of his fate. For how else would he have had the courage or determination to continue searching for Athelas if he had not found the lad? He urged his horse on further, even though their sides were heaving and it whinnied in exhaustion.

''Easy Aquiador, we will reach Rivendell before the moon is up.'' He whispered comforting words to his horse, smiling when Kili opened his brown eyes once more.

''My head hurts…'' He mumbled, rubbing his eyes and yawning. ''Where's my Mama?''

''I do not know right now, but do not fear. I am going to take care of you.'' Kaiel said to the babe, still guiding Aquiador as he pulled some smoked meat out of his saddlebag. ''Here, can you eat this?''

Kili nodded and started to suck on the meat, juices escaping from the sides of his little mouth. Kaiel nodded to himself, and a small feeling of hope seeped into him. For so long he had believed the worst, never believing that his family could be saved. But now he had found hope again, and he had hope for this boy as well.

He pulled on the reigns, stopping his horse before he leapt off. Kili was still cradled in his arms, silently chewing on his food. ''I need you to ride in the saddle by yourself, hang on to the saddle horn, and don't let go. I'll catch you if you fall.'' Kaiel gently placed Kili in the saddle, smiling at the sight the little dwarf made on the horse. Kili reached fro him for only a moment, before settling into the saddle. He smoothed the leather, and then began to stroke Aquiador.

''Nice pony! Mama has a pony, hers is gway.'' The little boy smiled, sucking on his smoked meat once more. Kaiel chuckled, and began to lead Aquiador, heading for the Hidden Pass.

''It is gray, but I doubt at this time you can even pronounce that properly. When you meet my daughter, she will never let you say anything incorrectly. She will…'' Kaiel stopped speaking, he was talking as though he would keep the babe. Which of course he couldn't, Kili was a dwarf, and he an elf. And as an elf of Greenwood, he should have even more reason to despise dwarves. The King Thranduil did not favor dwarves of any kind after the incident with Thorin, son of Thrain, son of Thror.

The sound of the Loudwater River brought Kaiel back to the present. Slowly, he crossed the river, careful not to jostle Kili. On any other occasion, he would have hurried across the Loudwater, knowing of the protective spells Lord Elrond had put over it, but as it was, he had a dwarf child, who could easily fall off of Aquiador.

''Welcome to Rivendell My father was expecting you Kaiel. He said that he had a feeling your quest would be successful.'' Lord Elrond's daughter, Arwen, said, a smile on her young face as she rode up beside him. Her brownish black hair was in braids, and most of the braids were pinned into a bun at the top of her head, giving her the appearance of her mother.

''And he was right. I have found Athelas, and am eager to be on my way. But the moon is rising and I have no desire to harm Aquiador.'' Kaiel replied, leading his horse over to the stables.

''And who is this? A small child from west?'' Arwen peered at Kili, before scooping him into her arms. She was a rather young elf, and looked everything but overjoyed to hold the dwarf child. ''Oh Kaiel, do not tell me you are now stealing dwarf children?'' She had a light tone to her voice, but did look rather concerned when she saw the gash on Kili's head.

''I found him in Lake Evendim. The Lune River overflowed its banks and is now flowing into the lake. He must have come from the Blue Mountains.'' Kaiel replied simply, not wanting to continue on in the conversation. He had brought Kili with him so that he could be healed, but a part of him did not want questions to be asked of him when he took the child to Greenwood.

''And yet you did not return him to his family. You wish to heal him?'' Arwen was very intelligent, and probably had guessed his reasons for having the babe.

''Yes.'' He turned, and took Kili from her, holding the son he had never had in his arms. ''But I do not intend to return him. He needs elvish healing, and I do not wish to cause trouble between Greenwood and the Blue Mountains. Stealing a child is a very high crime.''

''And yet, if you keep him and they find out, the dwarves will accuse you of stealing him. But if you give him back, they will accuse you as well.'' Arwen furrowed her brows, and then her bright blue eyes came up to meet his. ''I suppose to keep the child is the only thing you can do. The family will think him dead, that is, if he has a family.''

''I am going to seek council with your father, I would much appreciate it if you watched Kili while I talked with him.''

''Yes, I will watch the child. And will also lead you to my father.'' Arwen walked towards the stone steps that led to the heart of Rivendell, leading him to a large room overlooking the river.

''Lord Elrond. I have come to seek council with you, and to assure you of my success in finding Athelas.'' Kaiel called out, entering the room.

''I had a feeling you would find the Kingsfoil. What do you need council for my friend?'' Elrond asked, motioning for Kaiel to take a seat. His arched brows went up even higher on his face when he saw Kili in Kaiel's arms.

''I found a babe, in Lake Evendim. I do not wish to return him, for the dwarves would without a doubt accuse me of stealing the child.'' Kaiel made his description of the situation quick, he had no desire to get into the details.

''Did he tell you his name?'' Kaiel furrowed his brows, the child's name was just a name, nothing more that that. Why would it matter?

''Kili. He bore no crest of family seal that I could see.'' Kaiel replied, watching as the other elf walked around the table where he was sitting.

''A very noble name, but I do not see any fault in letting you take him. The gash on his forehead needs healing, and dwarves cannot heal the way we do. And judging from the way he looks, he also has a fever. I suggest to you that you take him to Greenwood, explain everything to Thranduil, and depending on the elvenking's response, you may raise him as your own.''

''I believe I can do that. I must say, in the short time I have had Kili I have grown rather attached to him.'' Kaiel smiled when he said this, and looked down at the dwarf in his arms.

''But do not forget, he is no elf. He will be treated differently, and will be ridiculed for his race. In the end, he will discover his heritage.'' Elrond sat down when he said this, his wise dark eyes boring into Kaiel's.

''I understand that.''

Thorin had searched for long hours. Not giving up on his nephew or himself. Kili had to be out there.

''We did not find him in Lake Evendim. If the worst has happened, he drowned or was carried off by scavengers.'' Balin said, coming to a stop beside Thorin. His two friends and their comrades had not left his side, and continued to search even when the moon had gone high up in the sky.

''I cannot let myself believe that.'' Thorin mumbled, walking over to where the lake was glittering in the moonlight. Flashbacks of a burning lake filled his mind, but he waved them away. The mountain didn't matter to him at that time.

We found his coat Thorin. It's ripped, and is bloody.'' Dwalin handed him a piece of blue cloth, the fabric still wet from the water.

Thorin buried his face in the fabric, falling to his knees. Sobs racked through his body, and no comforting hand was there for him. The coat smelled of blood, lake water, and more importantly, Kili.

The young boy had barely begun to live, and already he had been ripped out of the world. He had so many questions. Why had he told Kili to go back to the river? Why hadn't he been down there? Why were they even out there when they were? They had known that the river had overflowed its banks. So why?

''He may still be alive. Some traveler may have found him, and taken him. He doesn't look much like a dwarf child. His face is fair and…'' Thorin held up his hand, cutting Balin off. He got to his feet, picking up a small seal that had fallen from a saddlebag. It was elvish, but he couldn't identify the family crest.

''You are right Balin, he may be alive.'' Thorin disapproved of his nephew being with an elf, but if that meant he was alive… So be it.

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