Hello all, this is the end. no more scenes unless asked for later and again, no promises. I'm not sure when I'll have the next story up but I promise not longer a wait than a few weeks. my work schedule is getting busier due to snowbird season. But enjoy the chapter, there is smut at the end just to warn everyone.

Dis and her Grandbabies

When Dis had fled her home at the age of ten, carried by her nanny, she hadn't dreamed of the day she would return even when Thorin announced his quest. While she gave support despite her worry, the possibility of gaining the mountain back from Smaug seemed unsurpassable. Yet, here she was almost 200 years later surrounded by her many grandchildren. Granted not all were of her blood, but the parents were as close as sibling which meant so would their children. Râlia had suggest a dinner for those who had traveled as a company and included Bard and his family along with any spouses of the company. The idea was to get together as one and celebrate their time together and life as they knew it now without others looking on. Which is where they were now and why Dis was in the large nursery transform from an apartment in the royal wing that had belong to her grandfather. Not wanting to intrude on their occasion, the matron had offered to watch all the children which included those who weren't dwarf so the evening could go on without worry.

The youngest of the brood of children were Mirari and Elli, both two years old but at different stages of their life since they were different races. Elli was running around chasing the older children who would play with her while Mirari sat on Dis's lap, not speaking and essentially still a newborn in the eyes of an Elf. The Eldest were Dhiren and Flori who were just twenty years of age and five years away from becoming young adults. The Crown Prince sat at a table with his cousin a bit disgruntled to be considered a child still even though he held Felicity on his lap who was enthralled with his short beard. Flori was across from him, her unusual humor showing itself as she tried to get the serious prince to laugh. More than once did Dhiren remind Dis of Thorin with his quiet demeanor. How he inherited it was a little baffling since both Fili and Ralia were outspoken and he grew up surrounded by noise and laughter.

As Dis looked around the room at all the children from infant to near young adult, she wondered at the ability the generation of her own two sons were in to break past barriers and find their ones of unusual families. Here in this room, the offspring of men, dwarf, and Elf frolicked and lived amongst one another without question. As she smoothed the blonde hair on Mirari's head away from her closed eyes, Dis wondered back on the days when she never thought even the day would come she would have her own children or her own would live to find theirs. Her reverie was broken however when a cry came from one of the corners of the room and Dis's eyes zoomed in on Ehric holding a wooden sword in front of him with a stunned look and Kali on the ground holding her own toy sword. She internally sighed seeing the fury come over Kori's face and Dis knew she had to step in before her grandson hurt the boy.

"A'KHUZ!" Even if some of them didn't know what it meant, all stopped at the tone to look at the elder dwarrow.

To Be Wed

Nori hid for almost a week from Oin before the medic ambushed him on a trip to the kitchen for provisions. Oin was almost 70 years his senior but at that moment moved like it was the opposite. It was early evening when Nori was found and the ensuing fight he was trying to avoid for his one was becoming inevitable as the father didn't give up. Nori was ducking weapons as the noise brought guards and gentry before Râlia and Melli skidded to a halt before the scene no one was trying to stop. By the looks on most of the faces there, they were waiting to see if their wagers would be won. It wasn't long after Nori started to fight back did Dwalin come to the circle with Gloin and separated the two.

However, when Oin shouted at Nori who was held by Dwalin that had better do the right thing or never his his child, Gloin released his brother and Dwalin had to let go of Nori to catch him. Melli came forth and stomped her staff on Oin's foot, making him curse and grabbing his attention. She announcedeven though they were having a child, a wedding wouldn't take place because they didn't need or want one. She had stepped closer to her father and whispered something only Dwalin old hear and by the shocked, raised eyebrows many assumed it was a threat.

When she gave birth, Oin pleaded with her again to be married especially after her near death experience. Yet she remained adamant. It might have been a childish rebellion but neither she nor Nori cared what others thought. Years passed by and the summer of 2951, Melli turned to Nori during one of their quiet moments and asked what he thought of bonding together after all these years. When he said he didn't care either way, she decided for him.

Flori was eight when Nori proposed to Melli in front of all of Dale and Erebor at the annual festival of Smaug's Defeat, taking example from Ralia's stories instead of going to Oin with intentions. Her initial response of no had stunned those around them and were sent into greater shock when Nori had picked her up and swung her around laughing. The odd couple had already talked about getting married, mostly for Oin who didn't have any family beside Gloin and Gimli since his wife had died giving birth before she had been found. They didn't need a ceremony but since it meant so much to the man who had raised her, both were willing to go through the pain of being sociable.

Melli had the same disadvantage as her friend and had no idea how to sew, leaving Dis once more to help with the wedding robe. The ceremony would take place as soon as Dis was done and would be preformed as Fili and Râlia had been.

Melli's Eyesight

Melli knew her body inside and out, why something was hurting and how it could be fixed. Her knowledge however only went so far. Each passing month after Flori was born she saw a changing in her vision. In a way, it started out small as her good eye was already acting up, but the color began to fade. First it was greens and blues, more noticeable when winter passed and so did the gray clouds and Melli had looked to the green hills and blue sky to see the colors hadn't changed much. She hadn't told anyone, not even Râlia, but relied on her other senses to complete her job. It made gathering herbs harder and soon she set the task to an assistant claiming her knee was starting to trouble her. While that made her father hover for a short while, it didn't make anyone worry about her going alone anywhere.

Pride is a terrible burden carried by those ashamed to admit they need help. But when Flori was fifteen, Melli could no longer hide her failing eyesight. She had always done her daughters braids, not needing color to complete such a task, it was the fact her vision was blurred enough now Melli could barely see the locks she was holding. She had memorized the patterns and placements of Flori's braids which made faking her eyesight easier but today, something was wrong. Lost in her thoughts, she hadn't noticed Flori slipping away and come back with Nori and Oin. No longer could she fake her way around Erebor for soon she wouldn't be able to see even the walls. Devastated, Melli broke down and told them everything from when she noticed the world of colors fading. It shook the two of them because neither had known her vision had deteriorated that much. They could tell it had gotten worse but not to the point she could only see the placement of the furniture and such.

Oin left to talk with Fili about Melli and options available to help the young healer while Nori held his wife as she fell apart completely and cried, the reality of no longer being able to see her daughter or One anymore hitting her harder than anything ever before. For a week afterwards, she didn't leave the rooms and wouldn't speak to anyone. In the middle of the night after the eighth day, Melli snuck out of the apartment and down to the weapons hall where she knew the workout arena was located with the help of her staff. When she was younger and Oin had told Dis she would never see out her one eye, she was immediately given defense lessons and taught how to wield both staff and sword; although the latter she hadn't done in many years. There was still a torch lit somewhere in the hall, the light breaking through the fog of her eyes and she walked in the directed she knew the swords hung.

For the next few days, Melli practiced with the sword by herself and Nori never said a word even though she knew he knew what she was doing. But on the fourth night, a body blocked her entrance and Melli nearly fell not seeing whoever was there. It took only one sentence for her to know.

"What are ya doin' here lassie?"

Dwalin. She should have known the head of Fili's guard and soldiers would know if someone was using the weapons without permission. "None of your business. Move."

"No, I willna let yaself continue without bein' able ta see properly."

Fury rose in Melli. No one has ever or will ever stop her from completely a task she set upon herself, even this behemoth of a dwarf. "Move or explain later how you became injured by a blind, female dwarf." She waited and yet Dwalin didn't move. Swinging her staff at him, her strike was stopped by something metal as the vibrations ran up her arms. Growling, Melli kicked at the warrior and nearly fell when Dwalin sidestepped. A hand fisted her clothes in the front and was pushed into the wall.

"Ya cannot fight like this Mels, ya have ta adapt yer style now."

"Who's going to teach me? You?" Melli shouted at him, near tears. "Nobody here is blind nor knows what I am going through."

Dwalin sighed and looked at the wisp of a dwarf he had pinned to the wall. He felt bad when pity had bubbled up in him at Fili's announcement about the healer who tormented him for years. No one should feel pity for anything that happens because then the person doesn't get further in life. Nori had alerted him to his wife's nighttime activity because he was worried she would harm herself accidently and Nori knew next to nothing about healing a wound. But for all she had done to him and the words he had thrown to her, there was no way Dwalin would let her continue on her own.

"Be that as it may, ya have never been ta one of my trainin' sessions. New soldiers are trained ta fight with all of their senses, not just their eyes." Dwalin let go of the crying healer and patted her on the head. "Go git some sleep girl, I'll start trainin' ya tomorrow."

Gavin's wedding night

Gavin was nervous, that much he knew. He wasn't a virgin by any means but Sigrid was, at least what he hadn't introduced to her back in that room a few years back. If she knew anymore it wasn't from him. Except for that collar she had asked about Tauriel wearing, he had choked on his drink at her question. Tonight they would be going all they way and he was afraid of hurting or scaring her. Right now, he was watching as two handmaidens undressed his new wife behind a screen and into a nightgown per tradition for the people of this world. It was oddly comparable of traditions hundreds of years ago in his previous world. God he hoped they wouldn't ask for the sheets to prove she was a virgin.

His attention refocused when two middle aged women reappeared from behind the screen, bowed, and left the room. Gavin stared at the door and moment before getting up to lock it and returning to his chair next to a table ladened with food. He could see her silhouette through he screen but heard no sounds. Popping a grape into his mouth, he waited patiently for Sigrid to appeared. She didn't.

"Should I call them back?"

"No! I just, don't feel comfortable in these clothes."

"I can't imagine they look terrible since you are beautiful."

Those words had her poking her head around the screen and he saw her long, unbound hair and flushed face. When she appeared fully Gavin's throat dried. The gown was long and white, mad from silk which clung to every curve and hollow he could see. The neckline threatened to spill her breasts forth and lace sleeves with the long skirt pooling at her feet. Without realizing it, Gavin had stood and approach her, making Sigrid lean her head back to look up at him. Gavin had already taken most of his clothes off, just leaving his undershirt and breeches on just in case. His left hand went to rest at her hip, the heat of his body burning through the material and the fingers for his right brushed her hair from her neck and glided across her skin to the scooped neckline.

"You are stunning."

Sigrid blushed. "I don't know what to do."

Gavin hummed, still tracing the skin he could see. "Would you like to explore me first?"

It looked like her eyes were going to pop out of her head. "Explore?"

"Undress and look at me until you are content to continue."

After a moment she nodded and Gavin led her to her bed where he sat on the edge, placing her standing between his legs and waited. Her hands came up to his own shirt and pulled hesitantly at the laces holding the top together. She had seen him without a shirt briefly before but hadn't taken the time to actually look. Fingers plucked at the hemline of his shirt in silent request and Gavin whipped off the top and tossed it aside. Like this , she could see all of his scars, tattoos, and hair covering his his upper body. Shakily, her fingers traced the muscles of his former and sucked in a breath as they clenched. Her eyes fell south and landed on his groin where his pants were rising. That was what she had felt long ago through her clothes and heard the matrons talk about.

"Is it big?"

Gavin was thrown off by the question, her innocent touches turning him on more than the experienced women he had been with before. "Fairly. It will hurt at first."

Sigrid nibbled on her lips, leaning down slightly to unlaced his breeches and giving Gavin a view down her dress. She pushed the material aside and his member bounced up. Running a finger along the length, she grew nervous as it grew bigger. "Will it fit?"

He had to grit his teeth to answer her. "Yes."

Gathering her strength, she straightened up. "Show me?"

Well that didn't last long. She was going to kill him, he knew it, slowly by her innocent way of talking. In the past he had used slow seduction to get women but then the sex was wild but he wasn't going to do that with Sigrid, not tonight. She amazed him to times, her quiet personality leading people to believe she was meek but her inner courage was what led her into situations that could be bad. Not that tonight was but he didn't was to scare his new wife by being rough before she was ready. He saw her watching him with large eyes and nibbling on her bottom lip. Definitely was going to kill his patience if she kept this up.

Gavin pushed her back gently so he could stand and remove his pants. Sigrid's eyes were roving over naked body as she had never seen a fully bare man before. Invading her space, Gavin carcasses her body through the gown, over her hips and stomach to cup her breasts before moving to her face and holding her head in place as he drew her into a slow, intoxicating kiss. Yes, this position had him leaning down uncomfortably, but the way her hands scrambled for purchase on his chest made it worth while.

Sigrid felt his hands leave her face as the kiss deepened, one going to her shoulder while he other at her lower back where the gown was laced up to stay on her. Next her arms were withdrawn from the sleeves and the dress dropped with a whisper to the ground. Gavin began to kiss his way to her neck and nibbled on the skin near her shoulder while Sigrid drew in gasping breaths and her eyes fluttering shut. He scooped Sigrid up and maneuvered them around to lay her on the bed, standing back a moment to look at her. The blush that rose on her cheeks soon covered her body as his eyes took in the smooth and mostly unmarked skin, untouched and all his.

Kneeling on the bed, one leg between hers, Gavin dropped a kiss to her belly and his mouth never left her skin as it travels north to her chest. Sigrid gasped the the new sensations, Gavin's beard adding to the stimulus. She was trying her best to keep her hands on the bed next to her but when his mouth landed on her nipple, her hands flew to his head as her back arched without permission. Sigrid could feel him chuckle above her.

"Being married is a partnership, in and out of bed. You can touch me as much as you want."

Even though a little lust hazed, Sigrid knew she was too nervous to do anything. Gavin didn't seem to mind as he went back to worshiping her body and her hands grasping whatever she could reach. When her skin was covered in kiss marks and body plaint, Gavin readjusted their bodies so his member was just barely pressing against her and Sigrid's muscles tenses beneath his hands. Rubbing her leg soothingly, he wrapped his other arm under her lower back and kissed her mouth.

"I'm sorry, I can't take the pain away. But it only happens once."

Thankfully, Sigrid's entrance was wet from his ministrations. He went back to kissing her until her arms wrapped around him. Only when her body began to relax once more did he begin to push into her. Holy God she was small, or he was too big for her. Barely the head was in and already he could feel the muscles of her was trying to push him out. Slowly, he inched in while still kissing her and swallowing her whimpers of pain. Sigrid moved her mouth away and said something that almost broke his control.

"Just do it."

Per her wish, Gavin drew out almost completely and pushed back in with much more force, breaking her innocence. She was so small it almost hurt him to stop and wait for her to relax once more after the surge of pain. When she did, he slowly exited and entered her until her breathy gasps signalled only pleasure and then Gavin picked up the pace. His arm still under her lower back moved to her butt and hitched her hips higher for a new angle. The other arm was braced on the bed beside her head as his thrusting quickened and her own hands were tangled in his hair that had fallen out from her fingers and danced around his face at their movements. Only his past experience with other women had him knowing when Sigrid was close and truth be told so was he.

His mouth found her breast once more as he snapped his hips to drive his cock into her deeper and harder than before. Short gasping breaths came from Sigrid as she whimpered from pleasure and began calling out his name. Soon after, Sigrid came with a silent scream and Gavin emptied her body, careful not to land on her as he collapsed.


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