The Miracle of Love

Chapter 5

"So, how was it," asked Bofur when he suddenly appeared next to Bilbo's school locker.

"How was what?" asked Bilbo while going through his locker in search of a book.

"At the doctor," explained Bofur. "How was it? Are you really… You know…"

Bilbo closed the locker before answering. "Yes."

"I'm confused now. Was this a happy yes or unhappy yes?"

"I don't know," exploded Bilbo. "Stop asking me all these questions!"

Bofur froze at his friend's tone. Bilbo never talked to him like that even if he was angry.

"I'm sorry," quickly apologized Bilbo. "I didn't mean to snap at you like that. I'm just tired because I'm having trouble sleeping. I have to work every day and then when I finally come home there is a ton of school work waiting for me. I really don't have the patience to answer all of your questions."

"I understand," sighed Bofur.

"No you don't understand," exploded Bilbo once again but quickly calmed down when Bofur flinched at his tone. "You're not pregnant, you don't understand. You have no idea how annoying it is when people ask you questions all of the time. When I come home from school my mother plays a twenty questions game with me. And if I don't answer them she doesn't leave me alone," complained Bilbo.

"She just worried about you."

"I know," sighed Bilbo and rubbed his face in his hands. "So what did you want to ask me?"

Bofur was unsure if he should ask the question when he managed to piss Bilbo off so quickly, but when Bilbo offered him a reassuring smile he decided to take a risk. "I wanted to know how the visit went. I haven't seen you in a week."

"I know and I'm sorry for that but I've been busy. It wasn't life changing if that is what you are asking. He asked me a lot of inappropriate questions and for some of them I sure were not even necessary -"

"What did he ask you," interrupted Bofur and Bilbo sent him an annoying look. "Sorry."

"He asked me when it happened and if I agreed and if we used protection. Don't you think this is kind of a dumb question? I'm pregnant doesn't that mean that something went wrong with protection? Why is it so important to know how it was done? I had sex…" Bilbo trailed off because some of the students turned in his direction after speaking so loudly. Bilbo continued, but this time quietly. "I had sex and I got pregnant. End of story!"

"I don't know what to tell you. I'm not a doctor." Bofur answered. "Speaking of the doctor, how was he?"

"He's strange. I don't trust him. He was trying to be nice but all of the time I had a feeling he was hiding something."

"Did you do an ultrasound?"

"No. I had to pee in a plastic cup and the nurse took my blood and then we talked. Well, he talked. I just listen for the most part."

"What did he say?"

"He told me few things about the baby," Bilbo was whispering now, "And some things about how my body is going to change and that's about it really."

"When do you have the next appointment?"

"Next week," muttered Bilbo. "We have to talk about my diet and my blood results."

Bofur looked at his friend who apparently wasn't very keen on going back to the doctor. "You don't look happy about it. You said that you want this baby healthy, doesn't that mean that you have to listen to the doctor's orders?"

"I'll do everything for this baby, but I still don't like or trust that doctor. I think he'll do an ultrasound the next time we see each other."

"See. Isn't this something to be looking forward to?"

For the first time since their conversation started Bilbo smiled. "I guess it is." Bilbo couldn't stop smiling. "I'm going to see my baby. Bofur, I'm going to see my baby!"

Bofur turned around and saw that a lot of students were staring at Bilbo. "Yeah, it's amazing, but try to keep it down a little."

Bilbo stopped and frowned. "Oh, so now you are not happy! Why did I even bother talking to you?!" said Bilbo and stormed away.

"No, wait, I'm sorry," called Bofur and ran after him. Talk about mood swings thought Bofur and tried to catch up with his friend to calm him down. This is not going to be easy. He would have to be very patient with Bilbo and careful what he will say or ask around him. It will be hard but he will do it, because no matter what, Bilbo was his friend and he wasn't going to leave him alone.

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Bilbo didn't even notice how moody he has become until his mother pointed it to him during dinner. Of course he exploded immediately and left the table. No one had the right to tell him that he's moody. What kind of accusation is that? He was angry and annoyed at everyone because they all were intruding in his life. Even if he was pregnant they had no right to do that.

Bofur was the only one who stopped asking all these stupid questions. He was always right next to him and only spoke when Bilbo asked him something. That was how Bilbo saw it. For everyone else Bofur was like a pet, who followed Bilbo everywhere and was too afraid to speak because there was a high chance that Bilbo's mood will suddenly change and he will start yelling at him.

In the grocery store Belladonna walked on egg shells around her son. Bilbo usually had no problem doing any work at all, he was happy he was able to help. But for the last few days he didn't agree to anything without sulking first, so Belladonna decided it was best if he worked on the cashier. He was able to sit there and the store didn't have a lot of customers so he would have to work that much and that would give him less opportunities to complain.

For the first few hours Bilbo enjoyed working as a cashier. Only few people entered the store and because of that he was able to do some school work while waiting for the customers. He was so caught up in the book he was reading for history class, he didn't even see a familiar figure enter the store.

"Khmmm," someone cleared the throat.

Bilbo startled and dropped the book he was holding. He quickly picked up the book and then looked up only to see Thorin standing right in front of him. Bilbo was frozen on the spot.

"You work here," Thorin observed when Bilbo didn't move for a minute.

Bilbo just stared at Thorin for another minute before he tore his gaze away from him and slowly reached for the few things that Thorin put in front of him. "Yes," he whispered.

"Don't you go to school or something?"

"Yes."

"Is yes the only word you know?"

"Yes. No I mean no. I can speak," Bilbo quickly corrected his mistake. I'm not going to faint. I'm not going to faint. I am NOT going to faint.

"I saw you collapse in the hallway the other day," said Thorin. "Was everything okay?"

"Yeah, I just forgot to eat breakfast that day," lied Bilbo.

"Really? You don't look like a person who just forgets to eat. You are all puffy and glowing."

"Thanks," frowned Bilbo at the obvious insult Thorin just threw at him. Asshole. You think you are better than me? Let me tell you this: YOU ARE NOT! "Would that be all or do you need anything else?"

"That's all," said Thorin and gave him a credit card to pay with.

Of course. Only rich people come to buy flour, a box of eggs, deodorant – oh, I know this smell, it smelled so good that night, but now I can't stand it, I hate it- few energy drinks, a toothbrush… Okay STOP! You are stalking him. Why does it matter what he bought. It's his life and his money, leave him alone. "Here you go," said Bilbo and returned him the card. "Thank you for buying here, please come again." Why suddenly this sounds so stupid. It sounded okay for the last few customers I had."

Thorin eyed him for a second before he collected his purchased goods. "Thank you," he said and walked out of the store.

Bilbo just collapsed back into his chair. Thank you. Thank you? Thank you! I hate you so much right now you can't even imagine. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. He gently rubbed his non-existent belly. I don't hate you. I love you. You are my baby and I'm going to love you forever, I promise. I just hate your daddy for being an asshole. But I love you. Bilbo stopped his ministrations for a second. Cross that out. He's not your daddy, I am. He'll never find out that you exist. But don't worry I'll love you for both of us.

It took Bilbo the rest of the day before he was able to put the encounter with Thorin out of his head. He wasn't going to be afraid of Thorin anymore. There was no reason he should be. If it was one thing that Bilbo was sure of was that Thorin will never figure out that the baby is his. He was too ignorant to notice something like that and too stupid to calculate the date of conception once Bilbo gives birth. At least that was what Bilbo believed.

Everything was fine for the rest of the day. He worked for a few more hours before going home to finish the remaining school work and help with the dinner.

"I was invited to a birthday party," announced Frodo during the dinner and looked expectantly at his parents. But when they didn't answer he continued. "I want to go."

"I know you do," said his mother and stood up from the table to clean her plate.

"So can I go?"

"I'm sorry sweetheart, but right we cannot afford it." It was a tradition that when one of their kin had a birthday he or she gave gifts to his guests. But it was different for other people and if Frodo was invited he was expected to bring a gift and right now they were short on money because Bilbo's doctor was an expensive one.

"Why not?" whined Frodo and Bilbo's heart clenched at his word. His brother had no idea that he was the reason his parent aren't able to afford him going to a birthday party. They were trying to save money on everything they could. "It's just this once. I promise I won't ask for another one at least for a year. I promise."

"I'm sorry sweetheart, but you really can't go."

"Why not?" demanded to know Frodo and before Belladonna could answer him Bilbo spoke.

"Because I'm pregnant."

"What?" Frodo eyes almost popped out. At the age of ten he knew how babies were made and the fact that his brother was pregnant came to him as a surprise.

"I'm pregnant," repeated Bilbo and turned his attention back to the food in front of him.

"You can't be pregnant! You are seventeen!"

"Well he is," interrupted Bungo before all the neighbors would be able to hear Frodo's yelling.

"But how…"

"He had unprotected sex and he ended up pregnant," sharply answered Bungo. "Here is a lesson to you what happens if you don't use condoms." Bilbo flinched at his father's harsh words. "Sex is something you have to be ready for. You have to be mature enough before you have it or something like this happens!"

Bilbo swallowed hard at his father's words.

"Bungo!" exclaimed Belladonna.

Bungo took a deep breath to calm down a bit. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be blunt, but I had to speak my mind. I'm still having trouble accepting the fact that my smart and talented son, who had every option open to have a successful life, ended up pregnant." He sighed. "I'm sorry." He stood up and left the table.

Bilbo, Frodo and Belladonna remained frozen in the kitchen for a couple of minutes after Bungo stormed off.

Frodo looked apologetically at his older brother. "I'm sorry. I didn't know."

"It's okay. It's not your fault, it's mine. I should be the one apologizing to you –"

"No! It's fine. I understand." Fordo squeezed Bilbo's hand and left the table.

Now that Frodo knew Bilbo felt really guilty about destroying not only his life but the life of his family. He wanted to help Frodo because he didn't want him to feel the burden he was feeling.

He knocked on Frodo's door and when he didn't answer he decided to enter. Frodo was lying on the bed with his headphones on listening to the radio. Frodo's room was smaller than Bilbo's but even Bilbo's room wasn't that big. They were happy they didn't have to share a bedroom and that's why neither of them complained.

Bilbo sat on Frodo's bed and pulled the headphones off his ears. "Hey."

"Hey." Frodo looked at his brother unsure why he came to his room. "Do you need something?"

"No. I came to apologize. It's my fault that everything has been chaotic in this house for a couple of weeks now. I'm pregnant." Bilbo forced a smile.

"You really don't have to explain anything to me-"

"But I want to." Bilbo sighed. "Look, it's my fault you can't go because the doctor is very expensive and I need all the money I can get if I want this baby to live."

"I know that. I know that male pregnancies can be difficult and dangerous. I don't mind giving you the money. I know you need it. I want you to be safe."

"Thank you." Bilbo squeezed Frodo's hand. "I have been working at the grocery store for the last few weeks and I earned some money. I talked to mum and she allowed me to give some of it to you so you can go to the party."

"You don't have to do that-"

"I want to," interrupted Bilbo. "I want you to go and have fun. Take it as my way of apologizing to you because the next few months will be crazy."

Frodo launched himself to Bilbo's embrace. "Thank you so much. Thank you, thank you, thank you."

"No problem. Just try not to do anything stupid," joked Bilbo.

"I won't," promised Frodo. He placed his hand on Bilbo's non-existent belly. "You are going to have a baby." They both smiled and Bilbo covered Frodo's hand. "I'm going to be an uncle! I'm going to be an uncle at ten."

"Technically you'll be eleven when this baby is born."

"How far along are you?"

"This is my eleventh week."

"Eleventh week? That's almost like three months!"

"Yeah, almost three months. I have an appointment in two days. I am going to see the baby."

"That is so cool. Can you bring me a picture?"

Bilbo laughed at Frodo's enthusiasm. "I'll bring you one, I promise." He hugged Frodo. "I'm happy you are my little brother."

Frodo was a little surprised by Bilbo's confession. "I'm happy too." He looked Bilbo in the eyes. "You are not planning to tell him, don't you?"

There was no point in lying to Frodo; he was too smart to be played. "No."

"Too bad. This baby could have lived like a king." He smiled. "Now he is going to be stuck with us," Frodo joked and Bilbo burst out laughing. "But we're going to love it more."

Next visit to the doctor came too quickly if you ask Bilbo, but there was nothing he could do about it. He and his mother once again took the bus to get there and once again the ride was boring. Thankfully the waiting room wasn't as filled as it was the last time they were here. He still felt like an outcast sitting there in a room full with pregnant women. They didn't have to wait long before he was called in by the same nurse as the last time.

"Bilbo," she smiled. I hate it when she smiles. "Come with me." She escorted him into the office. "Please take your shoes off and step on the scale." Bilbo eyes him suspiciously. "We are going to monitor your weight, so you can expect this every time you come here." He did as he was told and stepped on the scale. It took only a second before the monitor displayed his weight. Bilbo's eyes almost popped out when he saw the number. What? I gained five pounds and I'm not even showing anything. That's not fair. "By your expression I'm guessing this was not your weight the last time you weighted yourself."

"No, it was not," frowned Bilbo.

"Don't worry about it. It's completely normal. You will gain even more weight in the next few months." Can't wait. "You can wait in the doctor's office while I get your mother."

This time the doctor has arrived rather quickly. "Hello. It's nice to see you both again. How are we feeling?"

Why do you ask me how WE are feeling when I can only tell you how I'm feeling? I have no idea how the baby is doing. You can try asking it yourself, but I'm not sure you'll get the answer. "We are both fine," answered Bilbo.

"I'm happy to hear this. So let's get down to the business. I have your blood results. Everything looks normal." Bilbo let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. "I will still prescribe you some vitamins because the baby is almost like a parasite. He will take everything good he'll find in your body and I want you to stay healthy. There is one thing I would like to discuss with you. Your blood test revealed that your Rhesus factor is negative." Smaug could see fear in Bilbo's eyes. "There is no need to panic now. We can control everything but it would help if we would know the Rhesus factor from the other father as well. If it's negative there will be no problems at all, but if it's positive we could encounter some problems. We would have to monitor your health closely and give you few injections that are quiet expensive. There's a big possibility that nothing will go wrong because this is your first pregnancy but I don't want to take any risks. Do you maybe know the Rhesus factor of the other father," Smaug carefully asked.

Bilbo shook his head.

"Alright then. We'll keep a close eye on you and do few more tests."

"Is there a great risk that something goes wrong if there is a different Rhesus factor between the baby and the person carrying it?" asked Belladonna.

"For the first pregnancy there isn't. But for the next one there can be. Even this pregnancy isn't risk free and there can be some complications with both Bilbo and the baby, that's why I would advise to take the injection as a guarantee that everyone will be okay at the end."

Belladonna nodded in understanding.

"Okay, let's move on the fun part. Would you like to see the baby?"

"Yes," smiled Bilbo. This was the only part of the visit he was looking forward to.

"Please lay on the table and your mother can sit next to you while I prepare the machine."

Bilbo did as he was told and laid on the table while the doctor waited the ultrasound machine to turn on.

"Lift your shirt up." Bilbo obeyed. "This is going be a little cold," said Smaug and poured a generous amount of gel on Bilbo's stomach. It was cold and Bilbo automatically squeezed his stomach in.

It took a minute and a few adjustments on the stomach before the doctor found what he was looking for. Bilbo's heart was racing and it felt like an hour before the doctor turned the screen so that he and his mother were able to see it too.

"Here is your baby. It's still small but about the right size for eleven weeks. If we… press this…" The doctor pressed a few buttons on the machine. There was a beating sound coming from the device. "We will hear the heartbeat."

"It's fast," said Bilbo in awe while he stared into the screen.

"It's supposed to be," smiled Smaug. "Everything looks fine; your baby is developing as it should be. Would you like a picture?"

"Yes, I promised my brother I would bring him one."

"I'll get you the picture. In the meantime you can clean up. There are some paper towels."

"Thank you."

"I'll be right back and then I would like to talk to you." He turned to Belladonna. "Alone, if it's possible."

Doctor left the office for a moment and Belladonna turned to Bilbo. "You have a beautiful baby," she smiled at Bilbo and helped him clean his stomach.

"There isn't much to see."

"But there soon will be. I'll leave you two alone for a moment. Know that I'm only doing this because I trust you." She placed a kiss on his head. "I'll wait for you outside."

Bilbo didn't have to wait long for the doctor to return.

"Here is the picture of your baby and a prescription for vitamins."

"Thank you."

"There is something else I would like to ask you. Can you tell me who the other father of the baby is? I might find his Rhesus factor in his medical files and this would help us a lot with your health."

Bilbo sighed. "I didn't tell my parents who he is."

"I know that. But it would really help. I promise you that I won't tell them. This stays between the two of us."

Bilbo thought about it for a minute, weighing all the options. It would indeed be better if the doctor would find out Thorin Rhesus factor. It would benefit his baby. He took a deep breath. He never had to say who the father was this was the first time he would have to say it and that would somehow make it real. "The father of this baby is… The father is Thorin Durin."

Doctor's eyes widened at Bilbo's revelation but he hid it very well. "Thank you for sharing this with me. I'll try to find everything I can."

He shook Bilbo's hand and escorted him out.

This was interesting information he just received. The eldest heir of Durin sired a baby. This baby would be the new heir of the Durin fortune if Thráin allows the baby to live. This information was worth a lot of money. He could tell Thráin about the baby. He would probably pay a lot of money either to help the baby or to kill it. But there were also enemies of the Durin family. They would also pay a lot of money for information like this. It wasn't important to whom he sells the information. The important thing was that the baby Bilbo was carrying was worth a lot of money.

He picked up the phone. After a few rings someone answered.

"Yes."

"Smaug here. Pass me to your boss. I have some information he might be interested in."

Author's notes:

Hello everyone! Here is a new chapter, as promised. It's longer than the rest so I hope Lexi ( ) is happy with it :)

I would also like to thank Guest03 ( ) for your wonderful idea. I did some research and I have to admit that at the beginning I didn't understand a lot of what I was reading. I wrote it the way I understand this disease works, I hope I got it right, if I didn't let me know and I'll fix it…somehow XD

Thank you all who are reading and leaving comments. I hope you enjoyed reading this chapter.

I don't know when I'm going to post the next chapter because my other fiction deserves an update too and it's a big time consumer, but hopefully you'll get an update soon because form now on this is going to get interesting.