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Liliana ran from her aunt's side and leaped onto the bed next to her Popa.

"Gentle," Bilbo said curling his arm around Liliana and pulling her onto his lap.

"Sorry, Popa," Liliana didn't take her eyes off the thing that her Daddy's was holding against his chest. "What is that?"

"This is your brother," Thorin said twisting the bundle of blankets in his arms to show Liliana.

"I told you I don't want a brother, I re…re…asked for a sister," she said folding her arms on her chest and glaring at her Daddy.

Bilbo pulled her closer and smiled at Thorin over her head. "Lily, unfortunately we can't decide whether a dwarfling or a hobbitling is a boy or a girl."

"But," she said twisting to look at Bilbo. "I'm a dwobbit not a dwarfling or a hobbitling and I want a sister."

"Maybe next time," Bilbo said with a smirk. Thorin rolled his eyes at him and then looked down at their son.

"What's his name?" Liliana asked looking closer. "He's all red, that's not have Fralin looked."

"You were all red when you were first born," Bilbo said. "Fralin was a little sick when he was born so that was different."

"I was not," she said indignantly. Liliana refused to believe she ever looked anything like the little thing in her Daddy's arms.

"You were," Thorin said shifting the bundle until it was in only one arm and lifting the other to beckon Liliana closer. "Come here and meet your brother."

Liliana pulled away from Bilbo and crawled over until she was able to tuck herself under her father's arm. Liliana leaned over until she could see her brother more clearly and reached out a hand to stroke his cheek. He opened eyes to look at her and she saw that they were almost identical to her own eyes…and her Daddy's eyes.

"He has my eyes," Liliana said and looked up to find her fathers looking at one another with that silly look they got before they kissed. Liliana sighed and turned back to her brother, she supposed he was okay but she hoped he'd be bigger soon and then she could play with him. For now he was more boring that her Khazdul lessons. "Does he have a name?"

Thorin looked at Bilbo with a soft smile and the hobbit moved further up the bed and closer to his family.

"Theron," Bilbo said with a smile. "It is a name given to great hunters and it reminds me of your Daddy."

"Theron," Liliana said looking down at him, she reached out for him again and touched his nose. "He has you nose Popa."

"He does," Thorin said following Liliana's tiny finger with his own. "He has our eyes and your Popa's smile and he's perfect."

"I'm perfect," Liliana said. "But if we have to keep him he can be almost perfect."

"He is family," Thorin said. "Our son and your brother and he is going to be family forever."

"Which means we will be keeping him," Bilbo said pressing tightly into Liliana's other side and hugging her.

Theron looked at her one last time before he sneezed, Liliana frowned at him, but he ignored her to yawn and turn his head into Thorin before he fell asleep. Liliana wasn't sure why either of her fathers was so excited about him but she did like having hugs with them both even if they did kiss above her head occasionally.

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