It felt like a dream walking into the kitchen to find mother and Fili sitting at the table eating and talking. It was so simple, yet he had lost the amount of time he wished for this simple day to come true. How many times had he wished to see his brother alive and well. How many times had he woken up from his dreams crying for his lost brother.

This time felt different, as if he was actually there and not in a dream. He could feel the wood creaking as he slowly dared to walk closer, he could feel the laughter radiate from Fili and the soft smile barely noticeable on his mothers lips. Oh how he missed these days of simplicity and freedom. His only wish, that this dream would last forever.

It had seemed that lurking in the corridor staring at his mother and Fili was not the best of choice, by the time he came out of his thoughts he noticed Fili and Dis giving him strange looks.

"What are you doing now brother? Really, you have been most strange today." Fili asked while making his way to Kili. It felt nothing short of bliss when Fili grabbed his hand to bring him to the dining table.

"Are you alright Kili? Maybe you and your brother should stay away from the ale for a while." Fili couldn't help but scoff at this, Kili felt inclined to join him and once more be the dwarf he was a long time ago but age and the hardships of life had changed him much, thus for now he was content just watching.

It didn't take long for Fili and Dis to resume their conversation after pushing a plate of food towards Kili. Their words seemed so distant to Kili. He had missed them, he still did. So he kept absolutely still and watched silently, fearful for his dream to end.

Up until Fili knocked his tea onto Kili making his hand sting momentarily. While his brother quickly removed the tea and wrapped his hand, Kili's thoughts were on one thing, pain. He felt pain. This was not a dream.

He had been swiftly moved to the kitchen tap and water poured on his hand by Dis. Again he felt, this time it was cold. Assuring his family he was fine Kili made his way to his room once more.

'he was alive! How could this be, he usually woke up by now. Could he dare hope?' pinching himself again to feel pain all but confirmed it. He was here.

Excitement, uncertainty and nervousness was just some of the emotions he felt at this moment. He was alive, with Fili by his side and he knew the future.

Thought of the future sobered him up immediately, he would never let is family be destroyed once more, not while he was still breathing.

Leaving his thoughts be for now he quickly dressed for the day. He had spent too much time away from Fili over his long years and was ready to spend as much time as he could with his family. As Kili stood to make his way downstairs he noticed once more his beard. Staring at him was his own reflection. Only he was young.

Looking himself up and down Kili familiarized himself with his younger body. Gone was his impressive beard now replace by the fluff he once had before the quest of Erebor. He wasn't impressed, not after having his long heavy beard replaced. One thing he was thankful for however was his youth. It seemed coming back in time had benefits after all. All his cramps and the stiffness that came with age was gone. He was at the prime of this youth, ready to fight the challenges of the world.

(Preview Ch 3)

As he sat there listening to Thorin's plans of Erebor he could not help but feel dread.

Would he be strong enough to change their fate?

Would he succeed?

How would he do this?

Was there any hope?