"Thorin, this is my nephew Frodo." Bilbo said moving aside so Thorin could see the little boy.

Thorin offered the small hobbit a welcoming smile, "Well hello there and to what do we owe the pleasure of this sudden addition?"

Bilbo motioned for Frodo to come over as he explained everything to Thorin. Frodo watched Thorin as his uncle explained everything. The little boy was both awe struck by the dwarf and intimidated by him, the way he carried himself Frodo knew Thorin was someone important. He was also worried that Thorin wouldn't want him as well.

When Bilbo finished he was crying again and Thorin looked like his normally stoic self was about to burst into tears as well. The dwarf king dropped to his knees and pulled Frodo into a tight embrace.

"Your family did this to a child? One who is in morning?!" Thorin growled looking up at Bilbo, "If it wasn't for the current situation of things I call for our ponies and we would ride back to the Shire to flog these fools!"

"Oh trust me, the thought crossed my mind, as un-hobbit like as it is." Bilbo agreed.

Thorin had a sudden realization that caused him to squeeze Frodo harder, "My dear boy how did you get here? Who brought you?"

Frodo pulled away his cheeks red, "Well," He started twisting his hands nervously, "I also grabbed some things to offer as payment to one of the small merchant caravans leaving Bree heading this way. I got to Bree all by myself, but I didn't I could make it here alone." Frodo said.

There were audible gasps from everyone. They all remembered how Bilbo was when he left the Shire; to think a child hobbit did it alone was horrifying. Dis felt tears welling up in her eyes again.

Bilbo paled, every bad thing that could have happened to Frodo flashed into his mind, he dropped to his knees, "Do you know, do they, know how lucky you are? My poor boy if anything would have happened to you…" Bilbo's eyes darkened. He didn't finish his thought out loud. Frodo didn't need to hear such un-hobbit like things from him.

"I am really sorry Uncle Bilbo that I had to sell some of your things." Frodo said starting to cry.

"Don't you ever feel sorry about that. Bless you child, I am so glad you are okay." Bilbo said hugging him.

"By Durin's beard I am sorry. With the concern of your arrival I forgot to introduce myself," Thorin said moving off the subject so Bilbo could calm down, "I am Thorin Oakenshield, king under the mountain." Thorin bowed his head.

Frodo turned back to Thorin eyes wide, "Uncle married a king?!"

"Well we are not wed yet…" Thorin said quietly feeling shame in that statement.

The young hobbit's eyes narrowed at the dwarf king, "Wait a moment; you are not married to Uncle?"

"Frodo, it's complicated." Bilbo said trying to ease the boy.

"I don't care," Frodo said, his eyes still on Thorin, "You better not be taking advantage of Uncle, or ruining his honor. If you are I will fight you." Frodo said mustering the most serious look he could.

Thorin grabbed Frodo's hands and held them in his own, "Fear not Frodo, though I have faltered in my duty to your Uncle and properly wedded him, I do love him and I dream of taking advantage of him or destroying his honor."

The last part was hard to say, he knew he questioned Bilbo's honor once and it damn near killed him, but such things should not be spoken to a child.

"Okay, I trust you. Only because Uncle loves you." Frodo said.

Thorin smiled before anything else could be said Kili, Fili and Ori whisked Frodo away so they could give him the grand tour of the mountain.

"I don't know if Frodo spending time with Kili and Fili is a good thing." Thorin said as he looked at the door that the group ran out of.

"Don't worry, Ori is with them." Bilbo said chuckling.

"I think tonight we should celebrate the new addition," Bombur said, "I will prepare a great feast."

"That sounds like a great idea, friend," Thorin said with a large smile.

"I will make some new toys for the lad, poor thing lost everything." Bofur chimed in.

"Aye, and when you go to take your ancestral home back let us know. You helped us take our back, it is the least we can do." Balin said.

Bilbo smiled and thanked everyone for their kind words. Dis ushered everyone out so Thorin and Bilbo could have some time alone.

When everyone was gone Thorin turned to his hobbit and wrapped his arms around him before sliding his hands down to his unborn child.

"Did you tell Frodo about the baby, or babies if you ask Dis?" Thorin asked.

Bilbo sighed, "I hope it is only one, and no. I wanted to wait until it was the three of us. I don't know if I can handle telling him alone. I mean…what if…"

"Don't think like that. I know this doubt steams from me, and by Durin's beard it aches every time I hear you doubt yourself." Thorin said cutting the hobbit off.

A small smile played on Bilbo's face, "Are you sure you are okay with Frodo being here?"

One of Thorin's hands moved up to cup one of Bilbo's cheeks, "I am more than sure. He looks a lot like you, and equally as brave. I will love him like he is my own."

"More so, even though I had an itch for adventure when I was his age, I don't think I would have made it past Bree." Bilbo admitted.

The hobbit suddenly realized how worn out he was from everything that had happened today and leaned against the dwarf king. He felt Thorin's strong hands running through his hair.

"Tired?" Thorin asked softly.

"Too much excitement for one day, my body isn't in the condition for such things." Bilbo said.

Thorin smiled and lead Bilbo over to their bed, "Rest and I will wake you for the fest. We can tell Frodo about the baby tomorrow."


The feast was wonderful, it had been a good while since Bilbo sat with all his friends and enjoyed a meal. Frodo was between Kili and Fili who refused to let Bilbo sit next to his nephew. The hobbit couldn't help but smile at the quick attachment the two had for his nephew; it was like they were his brothers not cousins. The two young dwarves telling him about all the things they are going to teach him. Ori would chime in and tell Frodo he would tell him everything about the history of dwarves and what the best dwarvish books were. He also noticed Frodo took to calling Balin 'Grampa Balin', which seemed to please the dwarf.

It was a merry night and Bilbo didn't know it was what had been needing all this time. When the feast was over Bilbo and Thorin followed Frodo back into Kili's room; Kili won the draw to see whose room he would be in first.

"Alright Frodo if you need anything your cousins are here and if they won't do, do not hesitate to come for me and your Uncle." Thorin said.

"Alright, time to bathe then off to bed." Bilbo said.

Frodo paled and started to shake, "I…please don't make me take a bath."

"Frodo, what's the matter?" Bilbo asked. He never remembered Frodo being so afraid of a bath before.

"I don't like the water. It's how mama and papa left. They fell in the water and I couldn't save them." Frodo cried.

Bilbo tried to find words but he couldn't. He thought his heart was just going to fall out it was so heavy.

"By the ancestors he saw his parents…" Thorin whispered.

"Hey, you know what? Me and Kili need to bathe too. We smell like the mines." Fili said cutting in, "Why don't we bathe together? Me and Kili will make sure you are safe."

Frodo thought on it for a moment, "Promise? What if the water is to deep?"

"Promise, and we will make sure it is the right depth for small hobbits. Dwarf's honor." Kili said.

Frodo grinned a little and dried his eyes, "Okay then."

Thorin beamed at his nephews he had never been so proud of them.

Later that night while Thorin and Bilbo slept Thorin awoke to the sound of soft whimpers at the foot of his bed. The dwarf sat up and saw a small figure standing there holding a small blanket.

"Frodo?" Thorin asked the small figure.

The little hobbit wasted no time running over to the dwarf's side of the bed and throwing himself into him.

"I miss mama and papa and I miss home." Frodo sobbed into Thorin's chest.

Thorin hoisted the boy into his lap and held him close, "I know. I still miss my parents and my grandparents."

"You lost your family too?" Frodo asked between sniffles.

"Yes, I also watched my grandfather pass from this world as well as my mother. And up until recently I didn't have my home. Your uncle gave me my home back and saved my family in more ways than one." Thorin said looking over at his sleeping lover.

"I am sorry I woke you." Frodo sniffled.

Thorin kissed the top of Frodo's head, "You have no reason to be sorry. Kili and Fili also mourned harshly when their father died."

"Will the pain go away?" Frodo asked.

"No, we only learn how to deal with it." Thorin said softly.

The dwarf king hummed softly to the little hobbit rocking him back and forth. It was a tune that was hummed to him and his sister and one he hummed to his nephews.

"I know this isn't the Shire, but Erebor can be your home if you want." Thorin whispered between his humming.

Frodo nodded sleepily, "I know."

Bilbo stirred from his sleep but he didn't dare ruin the sight before him. Thorin humming softly as he rocked his nephew to sleep. He had only really seen Thorin be so gentle with him. The hobbit smiled and placed a hand over his belly. At that moment he knew his child was going to be loved.