Here is chapter 2! A huge thank you to everyone who favorite or followed this story- it means a lot. I am really enjoying writing this so I hope you guys enjoy reading it. This chapter is all from Fili's perspective and I hope you guys enjoy so please review and let me know!

I am terrible at converting the dwarf years- I am assuming because Fili and Kili are in their eighties during the quest which is equivalent to human early twenties, they would be in their 50s-60s for childhood. Since this chapter and maybe others will be flashbacks the ages for Kili is 7 and Fili 12.

"Thorin, you cannot let her to come with us," Fili insisted to his Uncle. The others had retired for the night in preparation for their early start except for Thorin who had been smoking by the fire.

Thorin gave him a harsh look, "It's been decided Fili."

Fili shook his head with a low growl, "She will only slow us down and will be no help to us. The only hard work she has ever had to do is wash dishes. There is no reason for you to allow-"

"Enough," Thorin cut in sharply, "I have made my decision. She can come if she desires but she will have to fend for herself.

Thorin's gaze softened as he took in his nephew's anger. Fili kept shaking his head and shooting dark gazes across the room to where the Hobbit girl slept. Placing his hands on his shoulders, Thorin leaned down towards him slightly, "Fili why does this bother you so?" He asked quietly.

Fili could not really explain to his uncle why the idea of Amaranth joining them made him angry. By nature he was a very easy-going dwarf. He lacked Thorin's prickly nature or the impulsiveness of his brother.

Fili was usually the rationale one, the one who would maintain the peace in his stubborn hot-headed family. The fact he was so angry over something as trivial as Bilbo's sister joining them probably was shocking to Thorin.

In truth, Fili was unsure why he was so irritated by Amaranth. Since the moment he walked into this house and met her he had been aggravated for reasons he could not explain.

"I know what this journey is about," Fili finally answered, "this is our chance to finally reclaim our homeland. I understand the risks and the dangers of this quest."

Thorin nodded at him to continue sensing his hesitation to keep going. Fili sighed deeply looking down, "Uncle, the others are going to show support for you… Their king." He rose his head meeting Thorin's gaze, "Kili and I are going for you but also for grandfather, father, and even Mother. We are going so our family can once again rule in the kingdom that was stolen from you! We are going for our family and," Fili pointed at Amaranth, "I will not let anyone keep us from accomplishing that. She is distraction and will be nothing but a problem for us."

"I promise you, I won't," A small voice called out. Fili whipped his head as Amaranth walked over to them her eyes troubled.

"We thought you were asleep," Thorin said gruffly.

Amaranth nodded politely but her face was stony, "Master Thorin, would you mind if I spoke to Fili privately?" She asked firmly.

Thorin looked surprised by the request but did not protest. He gave Fili a cautious look as he walked over to his sleeping area.

Fili folded his arms tightly across his chest but did not say anything as she strode in front of him.

Amaranth gazed up at him, "I know you dislike me," She said cautiously, "However, I can assure you I will in no way hinder your mission or put any one of you more at risk."

Fili snorted, "The only way you can do that is not to go."

She threw up her hands in disgust, "You are… She sputtered out, "The most annoying stubborn thing I have ever met," Amaranth hissed, "I have tried to be nice but your rudeness is unacceptable."

"Does this mean you won't go?"

"Of course not you big jerk."

"And you are being a selfish tag along," Fili told her ignoring her hiss of outrage, "You should not be coming with us and you are risking all of us by doing so."

"I have too. Besides Bilbo has no more experience in the wild than I do yet you seem fine with him joining you," She whispered frantically.

"That is because he is a male."

Amaranth flushed angrily but before she could reply Fili continued harshly, "Look despite what you may have heard or read, Dwarves are fiercely noble. If you go on this quest the others will not allow you to be in danger, it goes against our instinct. They will protect you at all costs even at the risk of their own safety."

Her expression did not change, "I appreciate that and I do understand the honor of dwarves. However, you must understand that he is my brother. If I stayed behind the only thing I would do is worry and go crazy wondering about him. I at least need to be by his side…" She trailed off noticing her words seemed to have no effect of the stubborn dwarf. She shook her head, "Would you have let your brother go off without you?"

Fili inwardly cringed at the thought but forced it back down. He felt frustrated by everything that had happened tonight. He was exhausted with the journey to get here, the fear he had for Kili, and the anticipation they all felt about going to Erebor. He needed sleep and to get away from this infuriating girl. Staring down at her, he noticed she looked as angry as he felt. Her cheeks were red and her hands clenched into fists at her side with her green eyes sparking dangerously.

"My brother is not your concern," Fili coldly, "Now I will say this one more time," He stepped closer until they were inch apart, "Do not come with us."

She stood on her tiptoes as to make herself taller and seem more threatening. Which almost made him laugh despite his anger. She could barely reach his chin and he didn't not think he had ever seen anyone less intimidating than Amaranth Baggins.

"I will not stay." She said hotly, "Thorin has agreed I may join you and so I shall. I suggest you get use to the idea."

Fili wondered how long it would take for someone to notice if he locked her in the pantry. Resisting the urge to throw her over his shoulder and try, he glared at her for a moment before stalking to his sleeping mat. He laid down next to Kili and without even glancing over at him, "Shut-up."

Kili laughed not even bothering to open his eyes, "I didn't say anything… But I could," He teased.

Fili gave him a dirty look even though he knew his brother couldn't see him, "Kili," He warned.

His brother ignored him, "I am impressed. I mean you were giving Thorin a run for his money with that glower of yours and she still didn't back down."

Fili grunted, "I wasn't glowering."

"You weren't glowering? Fili, I thought the vein in your forehead was going to pop from the strain."

Fili rolled his eyes at his brothers teasing but couldn't help chuckling softly with him. Kili always seemed to know what to say to help bring him out of whatever mood he had fallen into.

Growing up it had always been the two of them, never one without the other. Their mother Dis often told the story of how when Kili was a baby, Fili would sneak out of his room and fall asleep by Kili's crib little fingers touching each-other through the bars. Fili had taken the role of being a big brother very seriously and was reluctant to let anyone besides Dis or Thorin come near Kili.

Growing up that really didn't change. Pretty soon everyone on the Blue Mountain learned what would happen to you if you missed with Kili. Fili still remembered the first time he made that perfectly clear to others in the Mountain.

Fili had just finished his weapon training with Uncle and couldn't wait to go home and tell Kili. Today Thorin had been so impressed with his ability to wield his sword, he had wondered if he could manage two. It was a rare skill among dwarves to use the sword as gracefully as Fili, most of the dwarves skills lay in their strength and the ability to move quickly. Fili had taken to the second sword easily and Uncle had told him he would now be practicing with them both in order to give him more of an edge in battle.

As he entered his house he was surprised by the absence of his little brother. Usually Kili was wrapped around his legs, chattering away questions about what Fili had done at training before he even finished opening the front door. He frowned at the silence, it was his mother Dis long day at the market and he knew Thorin was busy with Dwalin but where was Kili?

Normally when he was left alone, the house bared ruins of his adventures of slaying "goblins" and stealing back golden treasure (which were usually Dis's sweet cakes and pies).

"Kili," He called worriedly, hoping his little brother had not broken their mother's carnal rule of not leaving the house by himself. Kili seemed to have a particular way of finding trouble and Fili was worried about where he could be.

He walked down the hall towards their room calling for him, Fili's anxiety growing at the lack of response. Just when he about to dash off for his Uncle he heard a tiny sniffle coming from under the bed. He quickly dropped to his knees and felt a rush of relief at seeing Kili's eyes peeking back at him, "Kili," Fili called out, "What are you doing under there?"

"n-n-nothing," Kili replied, his tiny voice choked from crying which made Fili's heart squeeze in fear, "Kili, what's wrong?" He asked worriedly.

Kili shook his head and did not answer which caused Fili to frown. It was not like to Kili to clam up especially with him. "Come out," He called extending his hand but Kili just shrank further back under the bed.

Fili sighed confused but decided not push him until he was ready. So instead Fili told him about his training and was slightly relieved at the "ooh," sound Kili made at the idea of two swords. Eventually he ran out of things to say and just started telling jokes he had heard from the village toymaker Bofur. Once he got his little brother belly-laughing, Fili smiled as he extended his hand, "Will you come out now?"

The mirth fell off Kili's face at the request and his lip quivered slightly, "You'll be mad at me," He whispered.

Fili felt his stomach drop at the fear he heard in his brother's voice but he kept his voice calm, "No, I won't Kili. I promise."

"Do you double, ooble, on goblins head promise?"

Fili bit back a smile knowing Kili would not appreciate him laughing at him right now, "I double, ooble, on goblins head promise."
He had barely gotten the last part out before Kili launched himself into his arms. He could feel him trembling and Fili wrapped himself around him protectively. Kili's head was buried in his chest and did not seem to want to look at him.

After he held him for a minutes, he pulled back and forced Kili to raise his head. Fili was shocked and felt a sudden surge of rage spread through him. His little brother had a nasty bruise on his cheek and what looked like the beginnings of a black eye.

"Kili," He asked seriously, "did you fall?"

Kili shook his head, little tears streaming down his face. Fili pulled him even closer into his chest, "What happened?"

Kili sniffed but seemed calmer, "I was walking home because Mama said it was her day to close the market. She told me to go straight home and wait for you but as I was walking Dain came up to me."

Fili stiffened at the older dwarf's name. Dain was his age and liked nothing more than to bully the other dwarves. He usually left Fili alone but he had been angry ever since he had beaten him in one of their training matches last weekend. Fili had been waiting for some sort of retaliation but he never expected him to go after Kili.

"He called me el-el-elf boy!" Kili cried, "He said I had been adopted and was not really your brother! That's why Uncle does not train me because he was going to send me back, that I was just a…"But Kili couldn't finish and he re-buried his head into Fili's chest.

Fili had never experience anger like this before, his hands was shaking and the harsh words his brother had been forced to hear roared in his brain. Many comments had been made in the Blue Mountains about the delicate features of Kili but they quickly learned not to say them around the family unless they wish to pay for it.

Plus, once Kili started reaching into his early dwarfing years his features and dark hair started resembling Thorin so much it had been remarked he could be his son instead of his nephew.

"Then what happened, Kili?" Fili asked quietly knowing words alone would not have caused the bruises on his brother.

Kili fidgeted slightly and his cheeks turned pink, "I tacked him."

"You attacked him?" Surprise making Fili's voice rise.

Kili frowned placing his hands on his hips, "You promised not to be mad."

"I'm not mad," Fili hastened to assure him, "So what did you do?"
"I ran my head into his belly," Kili told him with a slight giggle but he quickly sobered up, "But he grabbed me and threw me to the ground. He whistled for others and then he hit me."

Fili nodded and rubbed his hand over his back soothingly, "Did the others hit you too?"
"No but they laughed and called me names." Kili paused to take a breath before he lifted his eyes to Fili's, "Don't let Uncle send me away, I don't want to be an elf." He cried.

Fili was shocked by the passionate cry, "Oh Kili," He said, "We would never send you away! Even if you were elf… Which you are not." He told him firmly.

"I'm not?" Kili asked sounding hopeful.

Fili gave him a smile, "No. In fact you look more like Uncle Thorin and Frerin than I do."

"So I am still your brother?"
Once again Fili had to swallow back against his rush of rage, he reached out ruffling his hair, "Always. Plus," He added, "Uncle mentioned you can start coming with me to training, he thinks you are getting old enough now."

In truth Thorin had not mentioned any such thing but Fili wanted to shake any lingering doubts Dain's words had left in Kili. Plus, he didn't want his brother so far out of his reach again.

"Come on," Fili said getting up, "I think Mama left some cookies out."

Kili jumped up excitedly but then gazed up at Fili worriedly, "Do you think Mama will be mad at me for fighting?"

Fili shook his head, "Don't worry Kili, I will handle it. She won't be mad and," He said taking his hand, "Don't worry about Dain bothering you again either. I will take care of that too."

Kili smiled happily, his little legs running as fast as he could to the kitchen. Fili set him up with some cookies and they were laughing when Dis walked in. She frowned at the boys for eating cookies before dinner but as she took in her little one's bruised face and the cold-stone look of warning on Fili's she didn't say anything.

Nor was she surprised a few minutes later when Fili announced he had something to do and he would be back later.

When Thorin came home he too noticed Kili's bruises but when he asked the little dwarf about it, Kili refused to answer except to say that Fili would take care of it.

While Thorin was unsure of the details he was pretty sure he knew what had happened to Kili and what Fili's idea of taking care of it was.

So when Fili walked in an hour or so later with a swollen lip but an accomplished gleam in his eye, Thorin just smiled. Especially when Fili presented Kili with the small wooden toy bow that he had been eyeing at Bofur's shop. Kili's face light up and after almost squeezing his brother to death, he ran off to play the trauma of the day forgotten.

Fili looked at his mother and uncle defiantly waiting for the lecture and punishment but was surprised when they remained silent and continued the night normally.

The next afternoon Thorin's ear was bent by the hushed whispering of what happened yesterday. Apparently Dain son of Decker had attacked Kili but Thorin doubted the boy would ever make that mistake again.

Thorin had seen him in the square with his father and the boy's face was black and blue and he kept holding his ribs with a wince. Despite having trained his young nephew and knew his skill of defense was well above, Thorin was impressed and a little surprised by the damage Fili had done to Dain. He didn't think the boy would be eating anything but broth for awhile by the size of his lips and bruise on his jaw.

Decker glared over at Thorin but wisely chose not to say anything when he saw Thorin's own expression. Which dared him to come over and say anything because he relished the chance to discuss with him why Dain had thought it was acceptable to attack a son of Durin.

When he arrived at the training yard Fili stood there waiting on him, his arm wrapped around a beaming Kili's shoulders.

Dwalin gave him a shrug with a bemused smile. Thorin sighed but realized it was pointless to argue against training Kili so early by the fierce look on Fili's face. Besides maybe it would be better for Kili to learn a few things.

So he handed Fili over to Dwalin for the day and took Kili to teach him some basic defensive moves.

From then on it well known throughout the mountain that if you messed with Kili it was not Thorin you should be concerned about in fact you might even hope Thorin reached you first. Even as the brothers grew and Kili became a fierce warrior in own his right, it would remarked upon that you didn't tangle with one without having to deal with the other.

"I'm not crazy about her joining us either you know," Kili's voice broke through shaking Fili from his memories, "You're right. We could lose focus if we are concerned about her all the time."

"Exactly," Fili said fiercely.

"But I also agree with her."

Fili whipped his head toward Kili in bewilderment, "What?"

"Well, I at least understand where is she coming from," Kili said. "The burglar is her brother. I can understand her not wanting to stay behind and wait to hear of his fate."

Fili threw up his hands, "I get that but-"

"Fili," Kili turned to look at him, "If Thorin had asked me to go on this quest but wanted you to stay home and take care of the others in the Blue Mountain, would you?"

Kili's words hit him like a cold bucket of water, he could not stomach the thought of letting his brother go hunting on his own let alone something like this.

"Of course not," Fili quietly answered, "But this is different."
"How?"
"We are warriors, this is what we have been trained for since we were old enough to raise a sword. She has probably never even seen a sword or anything close to danger. She is an easy target for every sort of prey. By going she is probably risking her brother more," Fili said.

Kili shrugged, "I suppose but I also agree with her that Bilbo is not going to be any better off in the wild than she will be. He seems to enjoy his comforts even more and I doubt any of us will be less relaxed about his protection so her coming probably won't be that much more of a burden."

Fili sighed, "Yeah well it doesn't really matter. She is coming so it's pointless to debate the merits of it. What's done is done. We will just have to deal with it," He added bitterly.

Kili smiled, "Besides," he looked around to make sure they were not being listened to, "She's cute. Looking at her every day will be better than only staring at Dwalin's scary mug."

"If you think short and babyish looking is cute," Fili snapped.

Kili rolled his eyes good-naturedly, "You must not have been looking at the same girl as me. Short yes but she certainly didn't resemble a baby. Plus she has good spunk."

Fili looked at his brother in disbelief which Kili shrugged, "Well she seemed pretty cool about us just showing up at her door and then standing up for herself about going with us. I like her."

Kili frowned at Fili's snort when suddenly his eyes light up in recognition, "You do too."

"I do not," Fili hissed, "In case you haven't noticed I am about as close to liking her as Uncle Thorin is to inviting elves over for drinks. I was two seconds away from locking her in the pantry so I wouldn't have deal with her anymore."

Kili sat up even straighter with a laugh, "You really like her."

Fili grabbed his pillow throwing it at his brother, "I think Dwalin must hit you in the head too many times during training."
Kili caught the pillow with ease and his grin grew wider, "whatever you say brother," He told him mockingly.

Fili rolled his eyes but didn't bother to continue to assure him that the only thing he felt for Amaranth Baggins was intense irritation, "Go to sleep Kili," He said firmly.

He rolled over ignoring Kili's soft chuckle and tried to get comfortable. As his head hit the floor he frowned, Kili still had his pillow. Looking back he noticed his brother had made himself comfortable with the extra support for his head.
"Give me back my pillow."

"Nope."

The next morning as the company packed up the ponies and prepared for the journey there was no sign of their burglar or his sister. Fili was starting to feel hopeful that maybe they had changed their minds.

Really, it was for the best, he mused. Of course it meant now they would have to get a new burglar but maybe there was someone better experience to handle the matter. Surely, Hobbit was not the only smell dragons were unaccustomed too.

Just when he about to suggest to Thorin they try recruiting someone from Bree, the door opened and out walked Bilbo and Amaranth.

Bilbo was dressed in his normal day outfit but had a heavy pack thrown over his shoulder. His face was pale and he kept nervously checking the door as though he was tempted to run back inside. As Gandalf came over to speak quietly to him, he seemed to relax slightly. The wizard patted him on the shoulder and Bilbo took a deep breath before following him to a pony.

Fili's gaze switched over to Amaranth, she was wearing what must have been an old pair of Bilbo's trousers. They fit her snuggly and she had an old shirt on with a colorful vest with quite a few pockets thrown over it. Amaranth must have not felt like carrying a pack but she had an old belt wrapped around her that looked like it could fit Bombur it was so big. She had everything from a comb to some old papers tucked into it. Her hair was pulled back into a bun off her face and she gave everyone a cautious smile.

Kili following his gaze nudged him in his ribs, "See something you like, brother?" He teased.

Fili shot him a dark look, "hardly. She looks ridiculous," He said mounting his pony.

Kili ran and jumped onto his which Fili rolled his eyes at but still reached over to help steady him as he gained his balance.

"You know if you got on like everyone else, you wouldn't have this problem," He told him.

Kili shot him a grin, "What would the fun of that be?"

Fili shook his head but smiled back. As he looked over he noticed that Amaranth had been watching them. The smile fell off his face and he narrowed his eyes at her threateningly to which she gave a deep glare back. They may have stayed in their fierce eye war for a while if Kili had not waved and called out, "Good-morning Amaranth," happily.

Her glare fell off her face and she gave him a smile, "Good morning Kili."

"I trust you slept well," He asked shooting Fili a wink.

"Oh, yes." Amaranth replied, "And you?"
"I slept like a baby."

"Yeah, with my pillow," Fili muttered darkly.

As Amaranth nodded politely and left to join Bilbo, Kili reached over and slapped Fili's head.

"Ow," He called out, "what was that for?"

"You talk to girls not glare at them," Kili replied, "You go to Uncle for fighting lessons not courting ones.

"Kili," Fili said threateningly.

He held up hands in surrender, "I'm just saying".

"Enough," Fili said firmly, with an "I mean it or I will knock you off your pony" look. Knowing his point was made when his brother nodded solemnly although he still had a trace of a smile on his lips.

Their attention was suddenly brought back to the front as Thorin mounted his pony. He looked behind him at the company, checking to make sure everyone was ready, "Move out," He called starting forward with Gandalf riding next to him.

As the rest of the company fell in line, Kili looked over at him, "Ready?" He asked excitedly.

Fili shot him a grin as they grabbed their reins, "Let's go."

Hope you all enjoyed the second part! I wanted to establish Kili and Fili's relationship in this. Please review and let me know if you all are liking it so far. Thanks Guys!