My chapters keep deleting themselves sorry. Thank you all for reviewing! You hobbit fans, well you Fili, Kili, and Thorin fans are amazing! Never had so many reviews for one story before. You gals and one guy are just to kind! Keep them coming.
This one is adorable just for ya'll. Thorin and his memories. Enjoy.
After Thorin was finished telling his tale he looked down at his little ones smiling. They were both leaning ageist him. Kili had his eyes close and he had his thumb in his mouth and his other hand was wrapped around Thorin's long braid. He looked so peaceful and sweet. He looked down at Fili who wasn't asleep. He still didn't look all that great. "You feel any better Fili?"
Fili looked up at his uncle eyes red. "Sort of. My tummy's still having fits." Just then his stomach started to make growing noises. "Could you make me some soup? Mom gives it to me when I get sick."
Thorin nodded his head if it would make his nephew feel better then he would make him anything he wanted. He reached down to Kili grabbing his hand trying to get him to let go of his braid. He didn't want to wake him but Kili wasn't letting go. Thorin pulled Kili's small fingers back one by one till his braid was free.
Kili let out a groan as Thorin laid him out on the bench. His thumb was still in his mouth and he looked content. Thorin stood up covering Kili up before he left for the kitchen.
Fili looked over at his brother wishing he could go to sleep but every time he closed his eyes his stomach would wake him. Either from the pain or from the noise it kept making. It made him want to never eat anything ever again. He felt something rise up in his throat and his hands flew up to his face covering his mouth. He swallowed trying to keep the bile down. "Ew." He jumped off the bench and started to the bathroom hand still over his mouth.
Thorin had a pot of water started over the fire and he went to the pantry to get some veggies and meat if there was any. The pantry was fairly stocked but then again it would have to be with two growing dwarflings. He grabbed some carrots, potatoes, chicken and some other veggies that looked good. Once he had them cut up he threw them in the pot along with some seasonings. He put only a few seasonings in the soup so that it wasn't too strong for Fili's stomach.
After he stirred the soup he sat in a nearby chair and watched the fire thinking back to when he had first seen his nephews. Dis had been in the big room where she and Thorin were born. Along with their father and grandfather for as long there history was known.
Thorin wanted to be there for his sister but she would have none of it. She told him she didn't want him there and he could see the child when he was born. Thorin understood why she didn't want him in there but he was so excited to be an uncle. He knew in his heart it was going to be a boy. And he knew he was to be the one who trained him how to fight.
Soon cries filled the air and Thorin's mouth formed a huge smile. He paced back in forth in front of the door waiting for news on the new baby. It felt like hours before the door finely opened and Dis' husband walked out with a bundle of blankets.
"It's a boy." The new father seemed so happy about the baby being a boy.
"Give him here." Thorin demanded, out stretching his arms. The wait of seeing the baby was getting too much. His excitement could be read all over his face.
The new father handed his new son over to Thorin a smile never leaving his lips. "We named him Fili."
Thorin looked down at Fili his smile getting bigger. "He's beautiful." He looked at the baby's hair color it was not dark like it was supposed to be. He looked up at Dis' husband. "He has your hair color."
"You disappointed?" A confused look came over the blond dwarfs face.
"Of course not. It's just…he's the first in our family to not have dark hair." He looked back down at his new nephew. It didn't matter to him, it made him that much more special. "I love you anyway." He whispered to the small baby. Baby Fili looked up at Thorin with his big bright blue eyes. They shined like the moon. And Thorin knew they would melt anyone's heart that would look at them.
He couldn't wait to announce the new ones arrival to the whole kingdom.
Thorin smiled at the memory as he stood up to stir the now boiling soup. The smell was refreshing compared to the sick smell that he smelled all over the house.
He went to the living room to check on the boys but Kili was the only one who was on the bench. He shook his head he could hear heaving sounds coming from down the hall. "My poor boy." He figured he would leave him be.
He sat down next to the sleeping Kili and started stroking his head. He ran his fingers though Kili's hair smiling as he thought back to the time he had first seen Kili.
It was night time and five years after Fili had been born. Dis had been in the birthing room most of the day. Thorin was starting to worry that there was something wrong. He found himself doing the same thing he did when Fili was born. He was pacing. He found he didn't want to do the same thing with this baby's birth as he did with Fili's.
Dis had told him it was going to be a girl. But for some reason Thorin didn't think the baby would be a girl. She wanted a baby girl so bad. She was so lonely now that her husband was gone. He had fallen in battle just after she had found out she was with child. The poor dwarf never even knew he was to have another child. A daughter according to Dis. He knew she was hurting inside and he had tried to get her to let it out but she insisted that she would after the baby came. She didn't want to stress herself and he unborn child out.
He walked over to the wall that held the door he wanted to open so bad and looked at the painting that was there. It was not a good painting, it looked like a blur of a village. He wondered if whoever painted it was half blind.
He started to run his fingers carefully over the vase that was on a small table below the bad painting. But a yell startled him and his fingers jerked causing the vase to fall off and shatter on the stone flooring below. "Damn it." He kind of liked that vase, it look a lot better than the painting.
He turned around looking at the door his patience wearing thin. Soon enough baby cries were heard. Joy filled his heart and the worry of the baby not being ok ebbed away.
One of Dis' friends came to the door awhile later holding a bundle of silky blankets that was moving around.
Thorin took the bundle from her smiling. The new born was kicking its feet all over the place and it was a little hard to hold on to him. He looked down at the baby his heart melting like snow.
"It's a boy." Dis' friend said softly as she smiled. "Don't drop him now." She reached out for the baby trying to make sure the baby wouldn't wiggle his way out of his uncle's arms.
Thorin pulled himself and the baby back. "I won't." He could have jumped for joy, it was exciting to know that he was right and that the baby was a boy.
He wished she would just go away he wanted to adore the baby alone. He did not want his friends to know how stupid he was for the new baby.
And soon enough she headed back in the room, but before she did she looked back at Thorin. "I'm going to check on Dis."
"Tell her I'm proud of her…and I win."
She looked back at him confused not knowing what he meant.
Thorin looked past her, he could see his sister sitting up in the middle the big light blue bed. She looked to be ok. Her hair looked wet and she had sweet running down her face and she looked exhausted.
He looked back down at the wiggling baby. "She forgot to tell me your name little one." He put his hand on the baby's chest. Thorin was shocked at how much the baby looked like him. He had quite a lot of hair for a baby. It was dark like his families and he for some reason had brown eyes instead of blue. But that was ok. He was the first to have brown eyes. His sister seemed to like to have the odd kids of the family. But that was ok, it made them that much more special in Thorin's eyes. The small baby grabbed at Thorin's fingers making a choking sound.
There was just something different about this baby from Fili. Thorin just couldn't figure it out. But it seemed that this baby would become his favorite. Maybe it was the eyes?
"It's ok baby." Thorin was growing tired of call his new nephew baby so he walked over to the door kicking at it. It was hard knocking on a door with his foot.
Dis' friend came to the door. "Yes?"
"What is the child's name?"
"O yes! I forgot to tell you. Dis named him Kili."
"Kili?" Thorin looked down at Kili. He didn't look like a Kili to him he looked more like a Thorin! "Why didn't she name him after me?" He said to no one but himself. He turned away from the door walking down the hall with Kili. He was going to go show Fili his new brother. And maybe others if he saw anyone. To day was going to be a good one to brag. And Fili could help him spread the word.
He watched Kili as he walked down the hall, Kili reached up at him his finger reminding him of starfish. And Thorin could have sworn Kili smiled at him. He would protect this child and be there for him for as long as he need him to be. Just as he was doing for Fili, now that they had no father. He hoped Kili's first word would be uncle. Fili's had been mamma.
Thorin blinked as he shook his head at the memory. But soon a burning smell hit his nose. "The soup!"
He didn't know how long he had been sitting there lost in memories. But as he stood up he felt something that was in his lap slid off. It fell to the ground with a dull thump and cry's filled the air. He looked down horrified. "Kili!"
Kili had crawled halfway in his lap at some point and he had not noticed and now Kili lay sprawled out on the floor hurt and crying.
Fili's birth turned out way better than Kili's for some strange reason. I cant stop wrighting! I hope you all loved it! Will post another chapter monday.