Chapter V: A Phone Call
"So, what can I do for you?" Bilbo asked.
"Uh, I want to apologize for earlier. You know, for trying to kiss you," Thorin said.
"I was going to let you, you know," Bilbo said putting his last dish on the drying rack. Thorin chuckled as Bilbo unplugged his sink to let out the water. He was always a good at multitasking.
"What brings you to Shire in the middle of a week?" Thorin asked.
"My flat building failed it's inspection last month. Previous owner skipped town and the new owner evicted everyone."
"What?"
"Yeah. There's about a hundred or more of us in the building. He's going to raze the building and build a new one."
"Well, that doesn't sound too bad."
"Of offices," Bilbo added causing Thorin to groan.
"Damn. Are you going to get a new place?"
"I am, but I'll probably wait until after your father's case is resolved." He started to dry his dishes. "Is there another reason you called?"
"I wanted to talk to you," Thorin said.
"You've talked to me," he said stacking his dishes once they were dry.
"I wanted to see you," Thorin said.
"You've seen me. No doubt you're still seeing me using the telescope I gave Kili to watch the meteor shower on Durin's Day."
"I've been banned from using the telescope. I have binoculars though." Bilbo chuckled before looking out the window, straight up at Thorin's bedroom. Next thing Thorin knew, Bilbo was leering at him playfully. "In my defense, Kili started spying on you first."
"Uh, huh," Bilbo said before moving out of view causing Thorin to groan. "Just for that, I'm not going to let my bedroom window curtain open tonight."
"Oh, no, leave it open, love. Please," Thorin begged causing Bilbo to chuckle. "Look, it seems like fate wants us back together, Bilbo."
"Thorin," Bilbo said. "We can't."
"Yes, we can. I want to show that police commissioner of yours that I am not bad. The vest we're making is nearly complete and at the unveiling, we are going to invite all the police force to see a demonstration. A party for the police."
"How is the vest coming along?"
"It's great. Fili is really dedicated his life into creating it," Thorin said sitting down on a chair. He still had the binoculars in case. "I want to have dinner with you."
"I already ate."
"Not now. I meant, Friday night."
"What about your father's funeral?" Bilbo asked. "The weekend will probably be booked for you."
"Dis wants the funeral here. So, my place, Friday night?"
"Your place will be crowded," Bilbo said. He was right. With the funeral during the weekend, no doubt that the house would be crowded for the wake. The whole company was going to be at the house, plus a whole lot of other people. Ered Luin was the only place big enough for that big of a crowd.
"Your place, then," Thorin said.
"My place?" Bilbo asked. It was a while since Thorin set foot in his cottage. They usually end up having sex when he did.
"Yeah. Cook me something nice. I miss your cooking too," he said.
"My mum always said; 'The way to a man's heart is through his stomach.' She always gave me good advice," he said. Throin chuckled as he heard Bilbo sigh.
"So, what do you say?"
"All right. Dinner, my place," Bilbo said. Thorin did a silent fist pump to celebrate his small victory.
"Six thirty, seven o'clock."
"Okay," Bilbo said causing Thorin to get up from his seat and start dancing. "Thorin, I can feel you dancing over there." The King Under the Mountain stopped his victory dance and stood against the wall.
"Sorry," he apologized. "So, I'll see you on Friday night and if that doesn't work, Saturday night, okay?"
"Okay," Bilbo said. "I'll see you then."
"Perfect," Thorin said before he heard Bilbo hang up on his end.
Meanwhile, Dis was going over pictures of her father when she gasped. New memories began streaming through her. Her two sons, the dwarf princes, Fili and Kili growing up. She put her father's pictures down and hurried to their room. She carefully opened the door and saw they were sleeping. Kili had his laptop open on his stomach as Fili had papers for his new police safety vest on his stomach. Both were lightly snoring, like their uncle and father. She carefully gathered Fili's papers and put them on his bedside table and then saved Kili's work on his laptop before shutting it down. She set it on the bedside table and just sat down to watch her sons sleep. The Middle Earth Dis was in tears as her dead sons were alive and well in front of her. The day she arrived in Erebor was the worst day of her life. Her brother and both of her sons were dead. She was the last surviving member of her family. Kili turned in his sleep, bringing her back to the current time. Her sons were alive, as was her brother. Dis stood up and took the blanket on Kili's bed. She covered him with it and then did the same to Fili. She also gave them each a kiss on their foreheads before leaving the room.
When Fili and Kili came downstairs the next morning, they smelled breakfast. Entering the kitchen, they found a continental breakfast spread out for them. Pancakes, eggs, sausage, muffins and scones. "Wow," Fili said.
"Mum out did herself," Kili said.
"I have a feeling we're going to be having breakfast for lunch," Fili said.
"I heard that," their mother said coming in from the dining room.
"Mum, you're not grief cooking, are you?" Kili asked.
"No. I wanted to have a breakfast ready for my boys." Just then Thorin came in and his eyes widen at the food.
"What's all this?"
"Breakfast. Now, everybody grab a plate and come into the dining room."
"The dining room for breakfast?" Thorin asked.
"Yes. Do you have a problem with that?" she asked in an authoritative tone.
"No," the three of them said as they each grabbed a plate with each hand.
"Sit at the head of the table, brother," she said to Thorin. They set their plates onto the table and sat at the table. She had orange juice for each one of them and a mug of coffee for Thorin.
"So what prompted you to have breakfast out here?" Thorin asked.
"I had an epiphany last night," Dis said. "I thought I was going crazy."
"Dis? Did your memory get screwy with you last night?" Thorin asked.
"Oh, you have no idea what it is like to wake up in this modern world and, and, and, find out that your sons, whom your brother promised to protect, but they died anyway, are alive and well. And you, you went up and died on me too."
"I'm sorry, Dis," Thorin said.
"Sorry isn't going to cut it. I take cash, jewelry or spa certificates," his little sister said, her sons snickering at that last comment. "Now eat, all three of you. We have a lot of things to do today." The three of them were silent as they began to eat their breakfast. "So, how did your phone call with Bilbo go?" she asked.
"We're having dinner this weekend," Thorin said. "At his place on Friday night or Saturday. Which ever one works for me."
"You'll see him Saturday, for sure," Dis said before going back to her breakfast. Thorin looked over to his nephews who just ate their breakfast in silence.
End of Chapter V