Pack your bags,
"Fili, Kili get your stuff ready to leave you set out tomorrow." Balin stated, it has been three days sense Thorin left and they need to leave for the Shire, but he didn't tell them that he would be leaving now following Dwalin who left this morning.
"Ok, Balin. We'll go do that now, come on Kili." Fili said grabbing Kili's arm and dragging him home in excitement.
"Kili can you get me my knifes their on the kitchen table." Fili asked seeing that Kili is done packing.
"Ok, I'll be back." Kili said walking to the door and going into the kitchen.
Kili came back in. "Thank you." Fili said as Kili handed him his knifes.
"No problem." Kili said going to sit on the bed. "Hey Fili."
"Ya." Fili said looking to Kili.
"What do you think will happen during our journey?" Kili asked looking at Fili with worried eyes.
"Don't worry I doubt anything bad will happen." Fili said with confidence.
"Ok." Kili said not sounding convinced.
Fili walked over to their bed and put a comforting arm around his brother. "It'll okay Kili everything will be fine, it's not like uncle Thorin is going to die." He said with a smile and Kili looked at him in horror. Fili sighed "It was a joke."
"Oh, but what if uncle does died?" Kili asked nervously.
"Then I'm king." Fili stated ruffling Kili's hair, "Will you stop worrying and go to sleep; we need a fitful rest if we're going to be traveling to the Lonely Mountain. This might be our last chance for a while." He said forcing Kili to lie down, so he can sleep. 'This is going to be a long, hard journey.' Fili thought as the blackness of sleep takes him.