This is for Kuma Naru. She wanted some more Dwori. But oh my goodness the idea ran away from me and has turned into a monster. This is going to be a few chapters. I hope you all can handle the fluff and you like it. I am so sorry : / Also Vampygurl I am working on yours now as well. Cleaning it up a bit.


It had been two months or was it three? Since Bilbo returned to the Shire from his adventure with a group of ragtag dwarves; dwarves he would happily call family. However, their king saw it fit to take his act of love as an act of betrayal and sent him packing without so much of a goodbye.

Depression seemed like a walk around Hobbiton compared to what Bilbo was feeling. He barely ate or moved from his bed. Yet, when there was a knock on his door something told him to answer it and not ignore it like normal. Much to Bilbo's surprise when he opened it, there staring at him was two dwarves. One rugged and worn by battle, while one still managed to cling on to a sort of innocence.

"Ori, Dwalin! What are you doing here?" Bilbo said with much surprise.

"Remember what we talked about? I know Thorin was cruel, I hope his malice didn't ruin our friendship." Ori said with a worried look.

Bilbo smiled weakly. Seeing them did make the pain in his heart hurt worse, but it was nice to see friends, mostly since none of the other hobbits wanted anything to do with him.

"Have no fear I still consider you two to be friends. But where are my manners? Come on in, I will make some tea." Bilbo said stepping to the side.

Ori and Dwalin stepped in. As Dwalin stepped in he leaned in to the hobbit, "He will come around you know."

"No he won't." Biblo said solemnly.

Dwalin only grunted and continued his way into Bag End.

Bilbo was amazed that the two of them ever held a conversation.

Ori looked around the hobbit hole, making note of the dust, but he didn't say anything.

"Will you two be staying with me until you get settled?" Bilbo asked as he walked into his kitchen to get the tea going.

"I hope that is okay." Ori said. He really hoped it was it looked like his good friend needed some looking after.

"Of course! Any idea of what you two are going to do?" Bilbo said.

Ori wandered into the kitchen, "Dwalin got work at a smithy in Bree and as for me I am not sure yet."

Bilbo looked at his friend and rested a hand on his shoulder, "Well I am sure your share of the gold will give you time. Thorin did give you your share?"

"Oh yes he did…Though," Ori trailed off for a moment looking out into the empty hall like he was looking for Dwalin, "Thorin said we couldn't return when Dwalin told him where we were going."

Bilbo felt his heart drop, and he didn't think it could drop any further. How much that had to hurt Dwalin; after everything he had done with and for Thorin. Not to mention Dwalin's brother was still there in Erebor.

"Well you two are more than welcomed here." Bilbo said giving Ori a tight embrace.

Dwalin moved about the house, he noticed the same thing Ori had. It would seem their hobbit friend hadn't been doing much living and was merely surviving. However, Dwalin unlike Thorin was an honorable dwarf and he would do anything in his power to care for his family and friends; and at the moment that was Ori and Bilbo.

The former warrior smiled when he heard Ori talking to Bilbo. This quite life was going to take some getting used to, but Ori was going to make it worth it; after he wouldn't accept exile for just anyone.