So, a day later than I intended, I apologise.

Chapter 9

The nineteen days spent at Beorn's Hall were exactly what the Company needed after nearly two and half months on the road.

DAY 1

Bilbo sat and went through his pack, he was looking for his pills but as he got to the bottom of the compartment with his toiletries in it he found a rip along the seam, and the broken, empty bottle of pills. Damn.

DAY 2

Bilbo sat down next to Thorin's bedroll, where the Dwarf was taking a nap and placed the Oakenshield on his chest.

DAY 3

Bilbo was currently walking in Beorn's garden while the rest of the Company were sleeping, it was nearing midnight and the moon was full. In his hand Bilbo held his portable communicator and a long thin metal rod. Bilbo stuck the rod into the ground and extended it until it was about six feet in the air, the rod was attached to the communicator by a red cord, which contained strands of wire.

Bilbo pressed a few buttons on the communicator and waited while it connected.

"Dia duit, is é seo Thain Ferumbras." A sleepy voice said.

"Dia duit, Mo Thain," Bilbo replied.

"Uilliam! We haven't heard from you in months!"

"I'm sorry about that, there wasn't time nor privacy after Rivendell." Bilbo sighed, "I need advice."

"What's wrong?"

"I met my Kindred-Spirit."

"Is he an Elf?"

"No, he's a Dwarf."

"He's one of the Company isn't he?"

Bilbo bit his lip and whispered, "Yeah."

"Why didn't you tell me before you left?!"

"Because I knew you would act like this! I can take care of myself!" Bilbo growled.

"Which. One."

Bilbo sighed, "Thorin Oakenshield," Bilbo held the communicator away from his ear.

"Uilliam tú gnéis-leathcheann!"

"Are you done shouting?" Bilbo asked putting the communicator back against his ear.

"Yes, leathcheann." Ferumbras snapped.

"The others know, but I haven't told him yet."

"Uilliam," the Thain said resigned to Bilbo's stupidity.

"Yes, yes, I know. I need your permission to tell him, all of them, of my heritage."

The Thain sighed, "I give permission for the Dwarves of Thorin's Company to be informed of your heritage. Can I go back to bed now?"

"Thank you, Ferumbras. Good Night."

DAY 4

I was a beautiful sunny day and the whole Company was spending it outside in Beorn's beautiful garden. Bilbo scraped together his courage and walked up to where Thorin was talking with Dwalin and Balin, he tapped Thorin on the shoulder and whispered into his ear, "We need to talk privately," and then walked away behind Beorn's house. A few minutes later he was joined by Thorin, "How are you?" Bilbo asked.

"I'm fine, you wanted to talk to me?" Thorin replied.

"I have something to tell you, well two things." Bilbo sighed. Thorin nodded to show he was listening, "You are my Kindred-Spirit the one I can't live without, I don't know if the others told you or not?"

"They did not," Thorin replied taking a step closer, "So you felt it to, that spark? When we met?"

Bilbo smiled, "Yes, a-and you saw me differently didn't you?" Thorin nodded. "That-that is what I really look like, I can hide my appearance. And I have permission to show you and the Company what I really look like, but I wanted to show you first. I am Fae-Kind," Bilbo said as he slowly dropped the glamour and showed Thorin his true self.

"How?" Thorin asked reaching out for Bilbo.

"There is one more thing," Bilbo said and spread his wings, Thorin just stared speechless. Bilbo moved closer to Thorin and took his hand and placed it against his wing, Thorin moved his large calloused hand against Bilbo's wing and Bilbo shivered; A Fae's wings were very sensitive. "Thorin?"

"Yes?" Thorin said, still mesmerised by Bilbo's wings.

Bilbo folded his wings and pressed a hand to Thorin's cheek, "Do I please you?" Bilbo asked.

"Very much so," Thorin muttered as he stared at Bilbo's eyes, "You have cat's eyes."

"Yes I do," Bilbo said as he reached up and wrapped his arms around Thorin's neck. He pulled Thorin down gently and whispered, "Will you kiss me now?"

Thorin made a whining noise in the back of his throat and crashed their lips together. It was messy and uncoordinated but oh so beautiful, Thorin's beard was as soft as Bilbo's was rough and the contrast only enhanced the kiss.

Thorin called the Company together and sat next to Bilbo as he told his story and when he dropped the glamour Thorin couldn't help but touch Bilbo's wings again, the texture and the colour were both mesmerising. The wings felt like soft skin, but so thin and the colours caught the light in such a way that they looked like stained glass.

DAY 7

A pair of arms wrapped around Bilbo's waist and nose buried itself in his hair, "Thorin!" Bilbo laughed, "What are you doing?"

"You smell nice," Thorin muttered.

DAY 10

A very large tankard was placed in front of him, Bilbo raised an eyebrow at Kíli who smiled wickedly, "It's a party! Have a drink Aunty Bilbo!" Bilbo sighed and carefully drank a mouth full of the honeyed mead, it was very sweet but the underlying bitterness gave it a nice kick.

Bilbo watched the amusing antics of the Company as he downed the last of his second tankard of mead, Bilbo stared at the bottom and wondered if the pixies had drunk it while he wasn't watching.

Half a tankard later and Bilbo became aware of an arm around his waist and someone sucking on his neck, Bilbo turned toward the person and was delighted to find Thorin sitting next to him. The world around him was a blurry haze but Bilbo was 100% sure that he wanted Thorin right now. So he grabbed the Dwarf by the hand and led him outside. Clothes started to come off and the next morning all Bilbo and Thorin would remember would be, lots of naked skin and overwhelming pleasure.

Translations

Dia duit, is é seo Thain Ferumbras=Hello, this is King Ferumbras

Dia duit, Mo Thain=Hello, My King

Uilliam tú gnéis-leathcheann=William you fucking idiot

leathcheann=idiot