Chapter 8: Two sides of the same coin.
I lay back as Oin checked on my child, unable to confirm or deny anything about twins being possible. I felt mildly disappointed by this, Fee's mother would be arriving from the Blue Mountains in a few days, and the least I wanted to tell her was how many grandchildren she should expect.
"Boys, shut up for a minute." I said as Fee and Kee argued over who was going to teach the baby to fight and what weapon it'd use. "I'm trying to write this damned letter for Dwalin."
"Why are you writing it? Shouldn't he write his own letters?" Kili asked, frowning slightly as I shook my head and sighed.
"Would you prefer a well written and polite letter over a crude and offensive one?" He nodded. "Then there is your reason as to why I am writing the letter for him."
"You shouldn't really be doing this, it's a lot of stress to be putting on you, and he should know that." Fee muttered, shaking his head as I gave him a withering glare and sighed, placing my pen down, crossing my arms and narrowing my glaring eyes.
"What're you saying? That Dwalin not getting his head torn off by your mother isn't worth the stress of what? Writing a letter?" He shook his head. "No I thought not."
"Still, I don't like this."
"You don't have to."
"What is this child doing? Playing football with my bladder?" I grumbled getting out of bed for the millionth time that night, hearing Fili sighing and pulling the sheets back over himself and rolling over. I sighed and waddled to the bathroom, sitting there, frozen to the toilet seat for about ten minutes before I frowned and thought through my sleep addled brain, that something was wrong. "Fili?" I called, there was no reply and no movement from the bedroom, and I huffed and rolled my eyes, counting to ten before giving up and going back to bed.
The next morning, Fili was gone before I woke up, leaving a note to tell me that he'd been called to help Gloin in the forges and that he'd be back later. I chewed my lip and then nodded, getting dressed in a fairly loose dark grey dress, staring at our child in the mirror, I couldn't wait. I left the room, locking the door and slowly making my way down to Dori's newly set up tea shop, Thorin catching me halfway there.
"Miss Reynolds, where is my nephew, he is not supposed to leave your side at this stage." He asked, I shrugged and then smiled, rubbing where the baby kicked me.
"He's in the forges with Gloin supposedly, but I rather think he and Kili are getting up to something as usual." I answered, seeing the disapproving look Thorin gave the wall behind me; I shrugged and started to move again, wincing slightly.
Later that night, I sat in the bathtub, soaking in the water, the temperature appropriate according to Oin, who knew I preferred skin blisteringly hot baths. I was beginning to get worried now, Fee still hadn't come back and I hadn't seen most of the company all day, I waited though, I didn't want to cause a panic.
As I reached for my towel, I felt something snap in me, a rush of water hitting the surface of the bath water, I felt the blood draining from my face as I realised what was happening.
It was close to 10:30 at night and I was totally alone in this area of the Mountain.
Oh shit.
