The next couple months were filled with a lot of discomfort with all of the royal family huddled together in the kings chambers, food being brought by Bombur himself, them all not trusting anyone else to provide safe meals, and regularly being updated by Nori and Dwalin to any suspicious activity that he heard inside or outside the mountain.
Mostly just silly gossip and some rude comments from the usual people, nothing that they could issue an arrest over save a few suspicious sounding whispers from those who were now under constant surveillance for any wrong moves.
The assassin had been caught but had helpfully mentioned that there were more then him wanting to get at them all before he had tried to lunge at Tauriel who had been the one to catch him and had gotten a dagger to the neck for his attempt to kill the princess and than the elf maiden herself had joined them in the room for her own safety, she hated it, but after being told that she could better protect the little ones this way she had accepted it with a quiet dignity that even Thorin had to admire.
Thankfully neither Gimli nor Legolas reported any incidences of trouble with them, so any future attacks would more than likely be focused on only the royal family members who had the ability and right to take the throne should something happen to Thorin and Fili, so they did not have to worry about Dori and Nori, much to Ori's relief.
Admittedly it was not too horrible considering the room was large and could fit the extra beds and other needed items with little issue, but still, having seven people in one room, two of which were heavily pregnant was hard.
Especially since one was ready to pop any day by his species usual gestation and usually left someone up past normal hours just waiting for the peacefully sleeping hobbit to wake and tell them his time had come and for Oin to be fetched.
So there usually was at least one cranky royal that had to be dealt with in the early hours after their dedicated guard watch.
But Oin had assured them that the baby was still high up inside Bilbo and might even make it another month or two since the hobbit was showing no telltale signs of approaching labor except a few false alarms that had been stress-related nausea and discomfort or practice contractions that had not hurt and other than that, was in fact very energized despite how his stomach did not allow for very much activity and had been described by said carrier as like carting around a rather large pumpkin with a sugar high puppy inside it, eager to pop its head out of the top.
It was nerve-wracking for everyone involved
And Thorin hated thinking about how he was glad they were all in one place and the attack happened so early on, as he could not stand the idea of his One so heavily pregnant wandering around when the assassin chose to strike, he might not have been able to dodge the attack, or might have even fallen on top of his bump, even if Bilbo was not very capable of wandering around without needing someones help in standing up first.
The idea of losing his One and his child in one fell swoop still chilled Thorin to the marrow.
It had been so close to happening, he was brought to this world for a reason, and so many members of his company had joined them already, being just as confused at first as the king and the princes, but soon growing to love this almost perfect life, even if it also had its moments, and Bilbo's other self would soon to be with them!
He might even wake up in the new world with his belly still round with their baby! That was both an amusing and a horrifying thought since Bilbo might be delighted considering how large hobbit families could get, and he had been an only child...or he could panic and hurt himself or send him into labor unprepared for it.
Ok, now it was more horrifying than anything!
Is that why they had been brought here? To right the wrongs of the past? To balance out the cruelty that had been dealt to them and others in that other world? To bring some new heroes into the world? Was his son or daughter, or his niece or nephew destined for great deeds? Even with Sauron gone from middle earth, that did not mean all evil had been purged, it would still try and gain footing, and it would need those strong in both body, mind and heart to defeat it, he had learned that much in his two lives.
As much as the king under the mountain was eager to see his child and be a father, not to mention his delight in being a great-uncle, to finally see them face to face, perhaps see a glimpse of who they would be in the future, whether that be a mighty warrior king or a fierce and beautiful shieldmaiden, he wanted the babies to stay in their spots till all the ones who would hurt them and their Amad's had been revealed and justice was served for their crimes against not only the royal crown but against innocent children.
If they had attacked just one of them without anyone dying, then the punishment would have been being branded a traitor, plus being shaved on both their head and face before they were banished, but attempted murder or any other type of bodily harm to a child of any social class.
That meant death
Even if the child was not a dwarf, if it was attempted by a dwarf or if an alternate species did the crime on Dwarrow soil, the punishment would be the same.
Not that Thorin would not try and have the traitors killed for attempting to harm his consort and nephew-in-law, but Bilbo did not need to know that, he had already thrown a couple of rotten apples out under his beloved's nose during their wedding ceremony!
He still owed Dwalin a new belt for his part...
"Thorin can you come here and sing to the baby? He is very riled up today" came Bilbo's voice from beside him drawing Thorin out of his thoughts and he turned to face his hobbit in the bed.
Oh, his love looked so tired...
It was no secret that both of their pregnant party members had been feeling exhausted and wanted to spend most of their time in bed or sitting down, not that Thorin or Fili was objective towards this desire at all, both needed their rest, after all, the birth would be hard on Bilbo even with the baby only being half of a dwarf, and Ori's was a full-blooded Drarrow, which could lead to a slew of complications going forward.
So spoiling their loves was a must in both their eyes to make it up to them for everything they had and would go through.
"Of course Bilbo" Thorin had also made a point about referring to Bilbo by his name, as much as he enjoyed calling him by terms of endearment, he knew calling his One by his name was just as important to showing his love and care for him, not to mention he loved how the hobbits face lit up when he called him by his name, not that he could blame him considering things that had passed between them, even if things turned out alright in this world, the pain of both the world he came from and the other mistakes made here, still caused him to feel heavy at times, it could not be helped.
But it was not important right now
Thorin gently settled near to Bilbo, putting his head as gently as he could on top of the rounded belly and rubbed it on one side earning him a giggle from his consort as it tickled him a bit and offered a soft kiss to said belly as an apology before he began to softly sing to the shifting life under his fingers.
Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away ere break of day
To seek the pale enchanted gold.
The hyper shifts started to calm, something pushed against the dwarf king's hand, whether a foot or a hand, he did not know.
The dwarves of yore made mighty spells,
While hammers fell like ringing bells
In places deep, where dark things sleep,
In hollow halls beneath the fells.
Goodness was that a summersault? A naughty child would be born no doubt! Would be following his father into his meetings to prank the high and mighty council members,he could see it now...
For ancient king and elvish lord
There many a gloaming golden hoard
They shaped and wrought, and light they caught
To hide in gems on hilt of sword.
On silver necklaces, they strung
The flowering stars, on crowns they hung
The dragon-fire, in twisted wire
They meshed the light of moon-
The doors burst open
"BALROG IN EREBOR!"
Do you guys have any ideas for a future hobbit fanfic? I'm open to ideas and thoughts ^^