Summary: Bilbo and his friend continue their journey and the search for Borin begins.

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Journeys

"What do you mean Borin is missing?"

"I mean Dis, that my son was out with his nanny and disappeared. She has no idea where he could be and I have already had the servants search the castle. He's not here."

"Okay, let's not panic. Maybe he's in the mines?"

"Oh yes Dis, let's not worry about a child, barely 5 years of age, in THE MINES! Where walls and ceilings collapse and there are open flames and shiny, pointy things! But no, Borin will be fine. He won't try to touch anything down there."

Dis glared at her brother.

"I know you are concerned brother, but there is no need to be mean. I am simply trying to help you. We will find Borin and when we do, I will look after him myself, okay?"

"Yes sister, thank you."

"Have you told Thorin yet?"

"No, and I don't want him to know. He has enough on his plate already."

"I suppose. We'll send a message to the mines to look for Borin. I'll supervise them personally. As for you, I want you to arrange a search through the market and the surrounding area. We will find your son Frerin and hopefully, before your husband returns.

Oh Valar, Bofur. He would be distraught if he returned to find Borin missing. And Frerin was concerned about his son. Borin had gone missing before, running off to find an adventure somewhere in he had never disappeared for this long before. So many thoughts were running through Frerin's head. What if someone was hurting Borin? Oh Valar, what if...what if their son was dead?

Frerin swore to tear Erebor apart to find his son, to will search every inch of Erebor and Laketown, everywhere. Frerin would find him, no matter the cost.

Bilbo smiled softly as the procession got closer to the Shire. He could hear Kili in the back of the cart, describing the scenery to Bofur. Quite frankly, it was adorable.

"Bilbo, will we be much longer?"

"Kili, it took us six months to do this journey the first time."

"I know that Bofur. But that time, we were being chased by a psycho Orc, had to deal with trolls, moving mountains and goblins and then a dragon! This trip is easy."

And Kili was right. When Thorin took over Erebor, they dwarven kingdom opened a trade route with the Shire, which grew many crops that Erebor and Laketown could not. It cut down the journey to the Shire to two months and everyone avoided all the dangers faced by the Company.

"We are a days journey from Bree. We will spend the night there, in a proper bed, and then it is less than a week to the Shire."

"And we will be staying Bag End?"

"Yes Kili. Thorin and I decided to keep it as a holiday home of sorts. I also need to arrange for a Hobbit midwife to travel back to Erebor with us."

"Erebor has midwives. Why the one who helped me during my pregnancy was wonderful. She'd be thrilled to help you as well."

"Oh Bofur, hobbit and dwarf pregnancies are very different. There is a very good chance I may give birth to twins. I doubt your midwife could deal with that."

His friends chuckled, knowing what he said was true.

"And while we're there, we can come with some way to get rid of Bazani."

"Kili, that's what the competition is for?"

"Bilbo, please. If you honestly expect her to just leave after the competition you are softer than I imagined."

Bilbo frowned. His friend were right. Bazani would never leave Thorin, no matter what happened. He nodded, determined to find some way to get rid off the irritating woman.

"Yes, we will come up with some way to get rid of Bazani."

A/N Done. R&R please. Next chapter, the group arrive at the Shire, we check in on Borin and Bazani comforts Thorin.