Reforged and Strengthened

by jezzibee83

A sequel to Reforged. Reforged and Strengthened follows the Reforged Universe and the lives of our favorite Sons of Durin and their elf, Tauriel. Watch as they fill their lives with adventure, love, and family in a world they earned through hardship and battle. Read Reforged first.

23. ACT II Chapter 11

Updated November 23rd, 2021

Original Authors Note: Sorry this took a week, I had to finish my finals. I doubt my professors would take "I needed to finish my fanfic" as an excuse as to why I turned my paper in late or didn't study for my exams. They are done though and I am officially on break…for a week. Then back to classes and homework. A week though! I will take it.

Anyway…wedding ahead! Enjoy. :)

Chapter Eleven

"Kili, put that smelter just there, yes there. Do you have the bricks?" Kili placed the small ceremonial smelter at the head of the hall and wiped his brow. Tauriel was chasing after Fin who was currently trying to pull down the ropes on the aisles.

"Bricks, mam?" At her sons confused expression, Dis placed her hands on her hips and gave him a look causing Kili to look to Tauriel for help. Bless his wife, who was giving the appearance of a patient parent having just caught up with their son, the same son now crying for Kili.

"Da…" Finli was reaching with his hands, leaning away from Tauriel, trying to get to his father. "Da! Mama…no!" With tears in his eyes, he pointed to the ropes. Though his words were few, he was clearly communicating his discontent from being told no by his mother.

"And mama is right." Kili chastised. "We can't pull down on those ropes, Finli." However, he relieved Tauriel of the still squirming and crying toddler as he quietly whispered. "Bricks amralime?" Tauriel subtly lifted her gold ring and Kili finally understood. He turned to Dis who was tutting at Finli's ongoing tantrum. "I will get them mam, but someone is obviously in need of a nap."

Finli paused his cries and began shaking his head, his dark hair falling into his eyes as he did so. "No nap, da! No no no no no!" But Kili just ignored him like a practiced parent and carried the babe out of the hall, Finli's 'no's' echoing up the stairwell and even into the sitting room as he went.

Dis chuckled as she watched her son and grandson disappear from the hall. "Kili was just the same, he hated being told no. It never mattered what it was, if my little Kili had it in his mind to do something, and anyone opposed him…it was trouble. Oh, the tantrums. I do not miss them."

Tauriel sighed looking up at the stairs where Fin and Kili went. "I am afraid Finli is just tired, he has been waking up in the middle of the night every night, and making his way to our chambers. He will learn, but, he is yet still young, he just doesn't understand."

More than anything, Tauriel wanted to be up with them, to take all the time she can get with her Kili and her Finli, but they had less than a day now to get the wedding preparations complete. The entire family had jobs to do, and there was simply too much to accomplish to take a nap…even if her system was begging for one.

Everyone was bustling around, trying to get things ready for the ceremony set to begin tomorrow evening. Naurfaer was with Dori, Nori, and Ori out getting wild flowers as a special surprise for Viltarra, Thorin and Fili were with Vin and Balin getting the contract complete for signing, Tarrah was with Bombur working on a menu in the kitchens, Leotti had Viltarra in on a fitting, and Bofur, Bifur, Gloin, and Gimli were currently arguing over chair placement several yards away, their voices echoing through the empty hall.

Even Dwalin was tasked with wedding preparations, but in a way more suiting his skills, he was with Aeodhen helping with security. Unnecessary, but, he had no desire to go help collect wildflowers, and he took one look at the arguing dwarves in the hall and rolled his eyes, following Aeodhen out of the room while grumbling to himself in Khuzdul.

Looking around the hall, the eleth tried to figure out what more was needing to be done. She knew Dis had a list, but at this point, she was not sure where they were at as far as completed projects, and things yet to be started. "What else can I do, Dis? We have about an hour or two before my little goblin wakes." Tauriel chuckled.

"Which one?" Dis teased and Tauriel shook her head as the matriarch of the family continued after linking her arm with her elven daughter's and peering around the room. "There really is not much more to do until Naurfaer gets back with the flowers, so I think am going to go make us up some lunch. I could use a hand in the kitchen, and you need to be eating dear. It is early, but, you are still eating for more than just yourself."

Tauriel beamed and placed her hand on her abdomen, happy to have life inside her once more. She loved being a mother, loved creating something so precious. Dis was right though, she had skipped breakfast with the excitement of Naurfaer being home and everyone jumping right into preparations for the next day's wedding. If Kili knew, he would be marching right down and force feeding her himself. He had eaten with Finli, likely assuming she had eaten before him. So, Tauriel happily followed Dis up to the kitchen for a much-needed meal.

"Kili? Love?" Barely an hour later, Tauriel was stepping into their chambers after eating with Dis. In her hands she held a small tray with lunch for both Kili and Finli half expecting them to be in the sitting room when she entered. Instead, the room was silent and still. Tauriel noticed Finli's door was wide open, as was her own so she thought she would check their personal bedchambers first.

As it was, there, on the bed, was her Kili, Finli tucked under his chin on top of his chest, and both soundly asleep. When she stepped into the room, a small black head popped up from the pillow beside Kili's head, and Kaw quietly croaked, "nana".

Tauriel placed a finger on her lips hushing the raven and set the tray on the chest at the end of the bed. She then slid in beside Kili and placed her arm around her sleeping family. She burrowed herself into Kili's side and closed her eyes, completely content in just being there. It did not take long for her to join in with them in their dreams.

"Just one more pin and it is done, so stop moving." Leotti tugged on Viltarra's sleeve for good measure and the dam stilled, the only movement coming from the rolling of her brown eyes at her seamstress friend.

"I'm sorry Leotti…" Viltarra began.

Leotti snorted and sang, "No you're not. But go on…"

Viltarra glared at the small dam through the mirror. "I was going to apologize and say I will make it up to you when you get married but if you're going to be OUCH! Kakhf inbarathrag! Leotti that hurt!"

Leotti smirked, looking completely unrepentant. "I did say not to move. I am done though."

"Ya, after you stitched the dress to my skin! Mahal Leotti." Viltarra shot the slightly smaller dam a look, then checked her reflection in the mirror; staring at herself in awe and wonder. "Wow."

"Mhm. Yes. Wow." Leotti shot back, her arms folded. "How about 'oh great Leotti, master of the seam. I shall never doubt you again."

Viltarra rolled her eyes but gave Leotti a smile. "Truly Leotti. I cannot thank you enough. It is wonderful. I, in all honesty, will never doubt you again. This is beyond words incredible."

"HA. You said it! Never again. Now. Off with the gown, I don't want it getting ruined by that…thing…before the wedding." As if sensing she was being discussed, Hiril lifted her head and looked at the two dams, blinked, sniffed, then set her head back down on her paws, patiently waiting for Viltarra. "What is next on the list?"

Viltarra slipped from the dress carefully as she thought over what had to be done. "I still need to give Hiril a bath, though Naurfaer said he would. I thought since I have been watching her for him, I would do it." She sat on the cushioned seat as she pulled her boots on. "Truthfully, I am not ready to let her go." Viltarra gave Hiril a sad look. She knew she had to return the warg to Naurfaer, it after all was his animal. But the thought of Hiril not being beside her was a bit more than daunting. Even more daunting than her parts in the wedding tomorrow.

The room fell silent as Leotti draped the dress over the counter, turning back to look at Viltarra, who was as dear a friend to her now as Tauriel. Leotti sighed and sat beside the baker, placing a hand on her arm. "Have you said as such to Naurfaer? I know no kinder soul. I am certain he would allow her to stay with you until you are ready."

Hiril placed her head on Viltarra's knee, the dam immediately moving to scratch behind her ears. "That's the thing Leotti. I don't know when I will be ready. Every time I leave my room, it feels as if my heart is going to beat from my chest. Every sound I do not recognize makes me want to flee, and I am constantly expecting every corner to be filled with someone ready to take me back into that…that pit. Only with Hiril or Fili can I actually relax. What is the matter with me Leotti? I have never had this before, it feels, I feel weak."

Taken aback, Leotti vehemently shook her head, then placed a hand on Viltarra's arm. "Never think that. All that time you spent in that, hole, you endured. You are far from weak Viltarra and nobody thinks you are. The opposite in fact. Stronger beings would have given up, but you did not. You kept going, you encouraged Dis to keep going, and you made it out after nine months of captivity. I can never say I have been through anything like that, but I can say that healing takes time both for physical wounds, and those we carry inside us. If you need that smelly, hairy, drooling warg to help you heal, then so be it."

Viltarra gave Leotti a small smile. "Thank you Leotti." She looked at the warg with her head in her lap, then at her dress. "I am getting married tomorrow."

Leotti giggled. "Yes, you are. Where are you staying tonight?"

Viltarra stiffened. Tonight? Where will she be staying…tonight? Tonight, was the night before her wedding. She was not allowed to see Fili tonight. She could not see Fili which meant nobody was there to take the nightmares away. Why was she now just thinking about that?

"Viltarra?" Leotti called, worry clear in her voice.

Viltarra's heart began to pick up speed. Tonight. It was on the night before her wedding they came. She had no weapon. Kili was thrown to the ground, and Dis was hit.

"Viltarra?" Leotti tried again, but the dam was gone, seemingly lost in herself, her eyes wide and unseeing.

Unable to process the world around her, Viltarra suddenly became trapped in her own memory, her mind replaying the events from just over nine months before this very night. She was blindfolded and forced to walk all evening. Pushed forward harshly, with no knowledge if Kili and Dis were alive. No knowledge if she would be back in time for her wedding. Her wedding which was tomorrow. She was going to miss it, miss marrying Fili. Why had she been so afraid of the ceremony, of missing her lines when that mattered for naut now?

"I don't know! She just stopped responding!" Leotti cried out in concern.

Two large hands grabbed her cheeks and blue eyes stared into hers, but the young dam was too far gone. "Viltarra, look at me. I need you to come back to me nunguame."

Still, Viltarra stared on. She couldn't breathe and everything was closing in around her. She saw Kili slam the gate shut. The kingsfoil. The elves finding her again. Then darkness. "Fili, where are you?"

"Viltarra! I am right here. Come on, come back to me nunguame. Please." Fili pressed his forehead to hers, whispering, "I am here…" over and over.

Eventually, Viltarra's breathing began to slow, and she blinked and leaned back, looking at the blonde prince practically in her lap. "Fili?"

Fili smiled and placed a quick kiss on her lips. "Welcome back. Are you alright?"

Viltarra looked confused though. She leaned away and looked at a very worried Leotti, Thorin, and Vin. "I do not understand. Of course I am alright. At least I…I think I am…"

Vin looked to Thorin, then back at his daughter. "When we came in gem, it looked as if you were unable to breathe. You look white as a ghost my daughter."

"Is it the wedding Viltarra? Is there something we can do?" Thorin asked kindly.

Shaking her head Viltarra sat back. "No, and no. I am sorry, but, I don't know what happened. Leotti and I were just talking about tonight and what we were going to…" She trailed off for a moment, then sighed out, "…oh." Her mind picked up on the last remnants of their conversation what seemed like just moments ago. "I remembered the tradition of being apart and it was as if that night was playing across my mind. I am sorry Leotti. I did not mean to disturb you. I really am alright."

"Disturb me!?" Leotti shot out in surprise, then shook her head no. "I am worried about you! I am just glad Fili walked in when he did or I was afraid you were going to hit the floor!" The small blonde looked from Viltarra to Thorin. "Should I go get Oin?" Thorin nodded and Leotti left the room in a hurry.

"NO! Please." Viltarra tried but the dam was already gone, so she sighed as she let her eyes settle on her other half, her father, and Thorin. "I am fine! It was just…I mean…"

"Viltarra, let us take care of you. That was not something you should have to endure alone. Let me make sure you are alright. Okay?" Unable to argue with Fili, Viltarra huffed and folded her arms, but after a few minutes, allowed him to pull her into his arms as they waited for Oin and Leotti to come back.

It only took a half hour for the old healer to walk in the room, and the moment he did, he zeroed in on Viltarra with a small smile. After hearing about what had happened from Leotti on his way over he had a good idea of what was wrong. He kneeled down to Viltarra's level and checked her heart rate and pulse, then patted her hand fondly before standing once more.

Fili looked from the healer to his one frantically. "Is she alright Oin?"

"Calm yourself lad, she is as good as can be expected. I believe she experienced a wee episode not uncommon with individuals tha' 'ave gone through trauma like she 'as. I should think she will be fine." Oin rubbed his bearded chin thoughtfully. "Maybe some tea lass and some rest." He smiled fondly. He liked this dam.

"Is she alright to do the signing?" Thorin asked Oin. They can wait until morning if Viltarra is unable to, he did not want to push her any more than she is already pushing herself with putting a wedding together in only one day.

"Yes, I am. Thank you." Viltarra answered for herself. Oin gave Thorin, Fili, and Vin a 'well, there you have it' look and stood, Viltarra doing the same as she began walking towards the door, but paused in front of her friend.

"I will bring the dress up tomorrow for your preparations." Leotti wrapped her arms around Viltarra who returned the hug.

Viltarra pulled away and gave her leg a pat, calling Hiril to follow. She gave her seamstress friend a small smile in return. "Thank you Leotti. I will see you tomorrow." Then made for the door.

"I guess she is up for it." Vin laughed and followed his daughter.

Oin however, pulled Thorin and Fili to a stop as they made to leave as well. "About the lass..."

Fili stiffened and stared at Oin, his heart picking up speed. "You said she was alright!"

Oin lifted his hands in a placating manner. "Aye, she is lad, as well as she could be tha' is. Bu' she is in no place teh be changin' her routine. No' yet at least. Jus' a thought. I will see yeh at the weddin' tomorrow lads unless yeh need me again. Jus' call." The old healer gave each a small bow and proceeded out of the shop.

Fili contemplated Oin's words and a thought came to his head. "Thorin, uncle…do you think I might be able to make a few changes to the tradition tonight? Considering not only are Viltarra and I already married…in a fashion, and factoring in both her and Kili's similar circumstances?"

"What are you thinking, Fili?" Thorin asked, and Fili went into detail of what he had in mind.

It was not an unreasonable request, or idea. Though Thorin looked slightly hesitant as he listened intently to Fili's plan. "If your mother approves, I shall give my consent as well, It is a unique situation but, I think what you have come up with is a viable alternative."

"I can help!" The two royal dwarrows turned to the smallest in the room. Leotti really was one of the smallest dams Fili had seen, barely just coming up to his chin. She makes up for it however, with her large spirit. "Really, I think it is a great idea."

Fili sighed, waiting for the hammer to drop. Leotti never gave him such compliments without a biting remark closely following. But the olive-eyed dam only blinked up at him with a grin. "What? Afraid I am going to lash out?..." Fili shifted and Leotti balked then balled her fist and hit him straight in the chest. "MAHAL, YOU WERE! I am capable of thinking you have good ideas Fili!"

Rubbing his chest where she hit him, Fili sighed, then gave her a small smile. "Alright Leotti, you can help if you have time."

"I closed my shop for the rest of the day today, and all of tomorrow. I have nothing but time, but you, are needed elsewhere. I will go speak to Dis and Tauriel. Don't worry about a thing alright? Go sign your contract, and we will get things ready for tonight. I can talk Dis into it if she has any reservations, but, I know she won't." Leotti beamed as she pushed a startled Fili out the door, Thorin following, trying to hide his grin by forcing his normal, stoic, smirk but it was a losing battle.

Just as he passed the shop threshold, Fili spun around and stared at the blonde behind him. "Why are you being so nice Leotti?"

Leotti gaped at Fili, then folded her arms and leaned against the shop entrance doorframe. "I am always nice, FILI." She ground out. "…AND…Viltarra is one of my closest friends. I would do anything for my friends." Fili stared at her for a moment, then nodded and began to turn when a small hand grabbed his arm. "You are my friend too Fili, I count you in that as well. Even if you are a great, big, ogre."

It was all teasing and Fili laughed as he pulled her into a hug. "HEY! Lemme go! That was NOT an invitation!" The dam squirmed out of his arms and Fili's laughter echoed through the markets as he and Thorin walked the path to Balin's office.

Viltarra smiled and leaned her head on Fili's shoulder. It took three hours to go through and sign the very long and equally complicated marriage contract. Balin had said both Fili and Kili's contracts were always meant to be long and arduous due to them both being heirs to the throne, as such they were equally within the realm of possibility to inherit the title of King under the Mountain. Even in exile, Kili and Tauriel's wedding contract outlined all of the measures of inheritance and how it would affect their joining. Titles, land, gold, and the like.

Kili and Tauriel had signed their contract two days before their wedding. Fili remembered Kili coming back into the room after his signing and collapsing on the bed, completely spent, while Tauriel only chuckled at her husband to be, but curled up beside him. He thought it was ridiculous that they both passed out for several hours, but now, he completely understood. Unfortunately, there was not enough time for a nap. Dis was expecting them for dinner. Fili sighed. Where had the day gone?

"I think that's the last of what needs to be done, at least for tonight. Naurfaer is going to stay up and finish the great hall with Bofur and Dori. The only two he is agreeing to allow to help." Despite his words, Thorin looked as if he was unsure whether or not he agreed with said elf's plans, but he said no more and marched past the pair and up towards the guard's wing, looking over his shoulder as he went. "I will meet you for supper. But before I go up, I need to speak to Aeodhen and Dwalin about their plans for maintaining enough guards on duty while allowing any who wish to see the wedding to do so. Tell your mother I will be up soon."

Fili and Viltarra watched him go as they proceeded the opposite way towards the golden floored hall. Naurfaer was pushing a few crates towards the front and stopped when the pair stepped in.

"This looks wonderful Naurfaer. Thank you." Viltarra smiled at many of the paper lanterns that were being hung from the pews. Their wedding would be taking place in the late afternoon, so Naurfaer and Tauriel gave the ideas of lighting the hall with parchment lanterns to give it a soft glow. They reflected off the golden floor and lit the room perfectly.

It was unusual a wedding in this sacred hall would have any decorations in it at all, but after what Viltarra had gone through, it was agreed upon by the family to make this day as special, and as memorable as possible. In no way, would it resemble the hall it had been on her original wedding day. This, would be different.

"It is far from finished, but just you wait. I have plans." Naurfaer grinned widely, winked, then gave a flourish of his arms before picking up a crate full of lanterns still needing to be put up.

Hiril yipped catching onto Naurfaer's excitement as she wagged her tail beside Viltarra. The young dam chuckled at the warg at her side, then smiled at the elf who was just as much family to her as Kili, Tauriel, Dis, and Thorin. "Naurfaer, please come up for dinner. You have done enough for today. It is far more than I could ever expect as it is."

The elf, however, smiled and placed the crate he was holding down on the ground. "You know, I was denied the opportunity to do this for Tauriel so believe me when I say, it is a pleasure to be able to do it for the pair of you."

This was why Fili had always liked Naurfaer, he was truly and deeply a kind soul. "I believe I am in agreement with my bride to be, I insist you at least take a break for something to eat. Mam was making a roast last I heard and is expecting you to join. She is also making those rolls you like..." Fili beamed at the elf and waited.

Naurfaer paused…"You mean the sweet buttery ones? With the honey?"

"One in the same." Fili declared, snaking his arm around Viltarra's waist and pulling her close. They watched Naurfaer contemplate for a few minutes before he agreed to come up once dinner was prepared, unable to resist Dis's buttery rolls…or roast.

On her way past, Viltarra pulled away from Fili enough to give the elf a hug of appreciation. Moments later, Naurfaer was watching the duo walk past the throne and through the archway leading to the stairs up to the royal halls.

"Fili, why don't you go and see if Dis needs help. I still need to give this one a bath." Viltarra looked down at Hiril who had her tongue hanging out as she peered up at the couple.

Fili scrunched up his nose and glared at the animal. "The entire place will smell like wet warg."

"But she will be a clean wet warg, so it won't be so bad." Viltarra leaned up for a kiss, which Fili happily obliged before turning from him and going into their chambers, warg trotting happily in tow.

Rather than going into the kitchens, Fili instead meandered down the hall to Kili and Tauriel's suite. If his plan was set in motion, Leotti should be in there helping get things ready for tonight.

Without knocking…because honestly who does that…Fili opened the door to their sitting room, and seeing his plan already taking place, he smiled. "Perfect!" He stepped in just as something exceedingly small and equally fast came running straight at him.

"CATCH HIM! DON'T LET HIM OUT THAT DOOR!" Kili bellowed from the opposite end of the room. But he was too late as the small being belted right past Fili and into the hall. "FILI! Damnit!" Kili ran past Fili and into the halls after the giggling child…who Fili just realized was stark naked.

"What did I just see?" Fili looked around the room at the setup then ran back after his brother and the wayward toddler. Fifteen minutes later, they still had not caught the small being. Which was a wonder, as he kept tumbling down, but was quick to get up. Not gotten the hang of stopping indeed.

"Finli…da says it's time to get ready for dinner. Don't you want to eat dinner with da?" Kili tried.

"No no no no no no no!" Fin cried as he continued to evade the two elder princes. Kili huffed in response and cleared the lounge chair to try and make a grab for his son, but Finli was already moving the opposite way.

Looking ahead, Kili began to panic when Finli was going right for the open door to the stairs. Finli did not know how to do stairs yet, which had his father picking up speed to try and snatch the child before he got to the door, but the distance between him and his son was too great to catch him in time.

But luck was on Kili's side as Thorin stepped through the open door just in time for Finli to run straight into him at full speed, causing the toddler to fall back hard onto his bum and instantly begin to wail.

Startled, Thorin looked down at the bare, crying, toddler, and scooped him up, giving Kili a questioning look, so his nephew began to explain. "Mam came in and said the 'g' word while I had Fin in the bath. He escaped my grip and I have been unable to catch him since. I think it turned into a game to him at some point." Kili collapsed on the lounge chair, panting, having not done anything so…exerting…since his return. His body was not quite ready for such physical activity.

Fili clapped his brother on the shoulder as he sat beside him. "I think you owe Tauri for far more than you think, Ki." He chuckled but Kili stiffened immediately, then shook off Fili's hand and stood, fury clear in his features. He stormed over to Thorin, gently taking Finli who went to his father willingly and swiftly left the sitting room without a word. "Was it something I said?" Fili asked, confusion lacing his tone.

Thorin, taking pity on his nephew sat beside him. "Do you think there isn't anything your brother would not give to have any one of those moments, good and bad, with Tauriel back, Fili? He was ripped from his child for nine months. He nearly lost a year. What would you give to have your father back, for even a moment?"

Fili choked and stared between Thorin and where Kili disappeared. Mahal he was an idiot. What was he thinking? He never meant it like that. Fili looked down the hall then back at Thorin contemplating his own father's absence in his life. "I would give everything. My life, this mountain, anything."

Thorin hummed in agreement. "Kili was lucky, very lucky. Finli nearly had your and Kili's fate. Growing up fatherless." Thorin looked down to the floor.

Fili shook his head and placed a hand on Thorin's arm. "We didn't though…grow up fatherless. We had you. I may not remember much, but I recall you not leaving Kili for months. Months you were right there for him, and me. You never left us. Not once. You were there when I could not sleep, you were there to teach us Khuzdul. You taught us how to fight, ride horseback, and even helped train Kili in the bow despite the backlash he was given for choosing to master an 'elven' weapon. You accepted him and taught him to reach for greatness, whatever weapon he chose. Your support, your lessons, your presence was and is nothing short of fatherly. Don't you see? We had a father growing up. Maybe not in the way expected, but, as good as any none-the-less. Thorin, you are our father. If I turn out as half the father you have been to Kili and I, then, I should consider myself a success."

Thorin pulled Fili close and pressed their foreheads together. "I could not have asked for better sons." He pulled away. "You ought to go and speak to your brother though, before Tauriel skewers you for upsetting him. I would hate to have to postpone the wedding due to disembowelment."

Eyes widening in surprise, Fili shot off the chair and down the hall, Thorin's chuckles echoing behind him as he ran.

It was quite unfortunate that Fili's luck was nowhere in sight as Tauriel stepped out of the kitchen where he could just make out Leotti's voice as she spoke to Dis. So that is where the little blonde ended up.

"There you are Fili. I was just coming to get you and Viltarra for dinner before I rescued my own prince from our little blessing. Dis made the mistake of mentioning greens would be served. I am afraid it is becoming rather a regular battle I have been fighting, and I may have to come up with alternative strategies for success now and in the future." Tauriel sighed deeply. Her precious little one and his loath for greens. Tauriel half hoped with Kili back, he would be enough of a distraction from Finli's utter distaste for the food group, but this may have proven her wrong. It may be evident that even the love and adoration Finli has for his father will still not be enough to overcome his distaste for green vegetables.

Fili looked at Tauriel, then down the hall while trying to mask any and all visible signs of panic. He had three choices. One, tell her what he did. Possible outcomes, she swiftly runs down the hall towards Kili AFTER running him through with the dagger he can see at her hip. Two, do not tell her and offer to get Viltarra. Possible outcome, Tauriel finds out and comes after him, shooting an arrow straight through him. Option three, go with her and try and ease the situation, but risk still getting a dagger thrown at him or Kaw sent to peck his eyes out. Fili supposes he could also send Tauriel to get Viltarra so he can go talk to Kili first…but Tauriel will be suspicious. Since when does Fili send others to get Viltarra? Never.

Turning his eyes back to Tauriel he was startled to see his elven sister already halfway down the hall. Probably assuming he will get Viltarra. Alright, it is option two…but not by choice. Maybe he should go put some armor on. Tauriel may take pity on him since he is getting married tomorrow…or maybe he ought to just use the armor…probably should go with the armor…just in case. "Let's hope I still have that breastplate in my room." Fili grumbled as he turned into his own chamber.

Tauriel shut the door behind her and peered into the empty sitting room. "Now where are my princes?" She mumbled as she walked through the silent chamber, which was not what she expected. Hoping everything was alright, Tauriel first checked Finli's room but finding it empty, she stepped into her and Kili's bedchamber. There they both sat, on the bed, facing each other silently. Fascinated, Tauriel stood watching at the door, not wanting to break their moment.

"You can come in. I know you are there Tauriel." None other but an elf with the most sensitive ears would have even heard the silent eleth enter, but Kili had something others did not, a direct link to his elf. He never ceased to amaze her. He is a natural at their bond.

"I did not wish to disturb your moment. Dinner is finished, are you ready?" Kili nodded and slid from the bed but Tauriel was at his side in seconds. She placed her hands on either side of his face then lifted it to meet hers, and immediately sensed something was wrong with her mate. "Tell me." She whispered. Finli watched his parents from the bed, his thumb in his mouth as he sat quiet and content for the moment.

Kili, however, brushed off her concern and tried to pull away, shaking his head at her. "It's nothing. Really Tauriel, just...I am fine." He tried for a smile, but it barely reached his eyes. But Tauriel knew her mate, and simply gave him a pointed look which had the young prince giving up, then finally sighing deeply. "We can't keep dinner waiting, you know how mam hates it when we arrive late."

"I can care less if we do not arrive at all. Tell me. Please, Kili." Kili could not look at her. He could never resist when she begins to plead, but he didn't want to have a meltdown tonight either. It was Fili's night, Fili and Viltarra's. "Don't do this Kili." Tauriel pressed gently. "Please meleth nin, let me help." Unable to resist her any longer, Kili allowed Tauriel to gently pull him to her, wrapping him in her arms as he buried his face in her shoulder.

Kili was quiet for a moment before he began to speak. The elf had to really train her ears in to hear the words quietly murmured against her skin. "I missed so much Tauriel. Not just the good, but the bad. I missed his first steps. I missed his first fit. I missed his bath-times. I missed him causing you trouble, I missed why he hates...you know..."

The word greens went unsaid for obvious Finli sized reasons, "…I missed his first time running from you. Tauriel, I missed so, so much." Kili began to tremble in her arms so she pulled him even closer, securing both her arms tightly around his waist and her mind around his own. "Fili said I owed you after Finli got out today, for all you went through when I was, when I was away. But…he has no IDEA what I would not give to have witnessed even ONE of those moments. What I still would not give."

Tauriel cursed Fili and his mouth. Typically, the elder of the two had a better handle on his filters and thinking before he spoke. Kili was in no state to be teased for such things yet. She will kill her brother for this. Tauriel put those thoughts away for the moment, however, and focused on her Kili. He needed her now, her strength, her comfort; and she would give it to him. Pulling him even more impossibly close, Tauriel nuzzled her nose into his thick hair and ran her fingers through the loose curls.

They both felt a pair of small hands and turned their heads to see their son standing on the mattress, leaning against them. "Da? Da sad, mama." He then proceeded to melt both their hearts when he put his small arms around them, well, as much as one could who is not yet two years of age. He then buried his face in Kili's tunic, muttering words neither could quite make out or understand.

It was nothing but toddler gibberish most likely, due to Finli's very…very limited vocabulary, but both heard him clearly say, "Love you, da." And that was all it took for Kili to have a full breakdown. He pulled away from Tauriel, turning to sit on the edge of the bed and scooped the child up, holding him close as he wept. Tauriel is really going to kill Fili for this.

Taking a seat beside Kili, Tauriel pulled her two boys into her arms, Finli's face pressed into Kili's neck as Tauriel placed her forehead on Kili's temple, whispering words of love into her prince's ear as she rocked her little world gently, Kili continuously shaking with uncontrolled sobs.

At one point, Dis had walked into the chamber looking for them when they had not turned up to dinner. Upon entering, she had peaked into the room and saw the pair locked together on the bed, then gave them a concerned look. Tauriel subtly shook her head and Dis looked forlornly at Kili, who even from where she stood, was in obvious distress. She seemed to get the message from Tauriel, seeing herself out but not before mouthing that she will bring them food.

The next visitor was half expected but still had to dodge a dagger that lodged itself into the wall beside him. "I deserved that." Fili sighed.

"And more!" Tauriel snarled.

Fili nodded and stepped in. Kili had finally been able to get himself in some semblance of control but was still slightly trembling against Tauriel while clutching his son tightly to his chest. "Oh Ki. I am so sorry. I was not thinking Kili. I know you better than I know anyone, I know there is no place you would rather be then here, with your family. Good and bad. If I could, I would have begged to take your place Kili. I hate...I can't...Kili it should have been me." Fili stared at his brother, his best friend. "Not you Kili. Never you. I am the eldest. It is my responsibility to protect you and I failed, miserably. It should have been me."

Kili's brown eyes landed on Fili. He could see the self-loathing radiating off his brother. Fili held things into himself, he rarely allowed his feelings to be seen except to those who knew him well enough to see past his normal façade. What happened? This was supposed to be a happy evening filled with laughter and joy. He ruined it. "No, I'm sorry Fili." Kili sighed. This was all becoming too much for him. Is this what life is now? Others having to dance around words with him, afraid that he would go into a breakdown if something was triggered? The answer scared him.

Tauriel, however, slipped a hand up his cheek and forced his eyes to meet hers. "Don't. Ever. Apologize. Kili. Not for any of this. And YOU!" Tauriel turned her dangerous green eyes onto Fili. "It is nobody in this mountain's fault. Nobody's. Fili I can guarantee that if you spoke to Thorin, he would have said exactly as you did, that he would have traded places, as would I. If I could, I would take all of this from Kili, from amad, from Viltarra." She turned her eyes back to Kili. "My beloved beating heart. You, who everything that I am needs. Would I could, I would carry your pain for you, but, know this. Finli loves you, adores you. You were all he cried for those months you were STOLEN from us. You did not choose to leave, you did not ask for that to happen, you were ripped from your home, your life, your son, from me. We cannot go back and get those months back, but we can continue forward, making new memories."

Tauriel then kissed his brow, leaving her lips where they rested. Kili could feel the soft whisper of those lips as she continued. "I promise my Kili, there will yet be many more firsts. His first lesson in Khuzdul YOU will teach him, his first time wielding a weapon, his first time firing a bow, his first time courting. It will all be with you there. He barely speaks Kili, he is still getting the hang of walking, and he cannot even do stairs. You have not missed so very much my love. Besides..."

Without moving much, Tauriel reached for his hand and placed it on their child growing inside her. Kili felt the bright presence fill his mind almost blindingly with the contact. "We have another whom you will have the opportunity to witness all the firsts. Our life is not yet over Kili, far from it. We are only just beginning, meleth nin." She turned her head just enough to capture Kili's lips with hers, taking his bottom lip between her teeth as she pulled back and smiled at Kili's heated look. He grinned and pecked her on the forehead, knowing both Finli and Fili were in the room.

"There's my Kili." Tauriel whispered, a tear falling from her eye.

"Only yours." Kili automatically replied back, padding the drop on her cheek gently away with his thumb. He then turned to Fili. "I had not intended to cause trouble this evening Fili. Truly, I am sorry."

"Never apologize for any of this Ki." Fili sighed and made for the bed, sitting beside the pair. "The truth is, there was a reason Leotti came up to come up with our plan for this evening." He released a breath and looked at the floor. "I don't know if Leotti told you or not, but Viltarra had a breakdown today as well. We had to call Oin to come in to make sure she was alright. I have never been more frightened Ki, never. But, as it turns out, she is fine. Just, healing. As are you, and mam." He lifted his blue eyes to look into Kili's brown. The brown eyes that once held laughter within them, now shadowed over from the events he was forced to endure. "Oin said healing takes time. It takes patience with ourselves. If that means moments like this, then so be it. I love you Kili, you're my baby brother and my closest friend." Fili choked out.

Kili used his free hand to press Fili's forehead to his own. "I love you Fili. Always."

Feeling ignored, Finli reached up and grabbed at Fili's braids in his beard and the blonde uncle cringed and winced as the toddler tugged forcefully. "I love you too you little troll." Fili's fingers went straight to Finli's belly causing the toddler to squirm and laugh.

"Definitely not getting Fili braids." Kili chuckled as Finli continued to pull at Fili's braids even while his elder brother continued his tickling. Perhaps Fili has lost feeling there, still, not worth the risk Kili thought.

Eventually, Finli was unable to hold on with Fili's tickle-attack and released his braids. The elder of the brothers leaned in and kissed Kili on the forehead. "I do love you baby brother. As is. Always." Kili nodded and gave Fili a smile as they rose from the bed to go into the sitting room, Tauriel just behind them. Fili gestured to two trays with three plates of food, and a large stack of rolls. "Mam wanted me to make sure you ate before we began tonight's festivities." He paused and looked at Kili, "If you are still up for it that is. I can see if mam is alright if we use her..."

Knowing where his brother was going, Kili broke in quickly, "NO! Fili, of course. I loved Leotti's idea. Is she still up here?"

Fili beamed then shrugged, but Tauriel shook her head no. "She was just up to help set up, she said she will be here in the morning with the dress and an outfit for Finli she was finishing up tonight."

Kili nodded at his wife as he grabbed a plate from the tray and passed it to Tauriel. He then secured his arm around Finli just in time to catch the toddler who began squirming in Kili's arms while shaking his head 'no' when the green plant on the plates came into view.

Seeing the approaching tantrum, Tauriel moved to step in, but the dark-haired prince gave her a look that stilled her. Kili immediately sat, placing Finli on his lap facing him with his hand on the toddlers back to keep him in place, and his plate on the seat just beside him. Tauriel and Fili watched, transfixed and curious of what the young prince was going to do.

At first, Kili did nothing, he just waited for Finli to stop shaking his head no, which he eventually did and turned wide brown eyes up at his father, who gave him a smile. Kili then reached over to his plate just beside him and stabbed one of the fried green sprouts, spearing it with his fork and put the entire thing in his mouth, humming his appreciation. Dis had made them with bacon, perfection, these were his favorite vegetable, next to corn and peas. He never had problems eating these. Now Tauriel's kale...even fried...was too mushy, bitter, and slimy for him. But these rounded sprouts he loves.

Kili repeated the action, spearing one after another of the round greens and humming, closing his eyes as he savored the flavor. By the fourth or so bite, Finli had stopped leaning away and was now reaching for his fork. Kili would grin and find a piece small enough for his few teeth and go to feed him, only to veer away from the toddlers open mouth and steel the bite for himself. "No da. Mine!" Fin pouted as Kili laughed. "Okay. This one is yours Fin."

Tauriel watched with bated breath and Fili gaped as Kili placed a small bite of greens in the toddler's mouth. The room fell silent as Fin chewed, swallowed, then opened his mouth for more. Tauriel's own mouth dropped. "Impossible."

Chuckling, Fili shut her wide-open mouth with a gentle push of her chin. "You of all beings should know by now little sister, with Kili, nothing is impossible."

The blonde shook his head as the toddler finished off all of Kili's sprouts, Kili looking forlornly at the empty spot on his plate. His mam had given him extra knowing how much he loved them, and he only got half. A shadow fell over him and he watched as Tauriel scraped her sprouts onto his plate then leaned down and kissed both of her boys on the head, sitting beside them to eat her own dinner.

Once the small family had a chance to eat, and Finli had a second chance to finish off half of Kili's beloved sprouts, they set to work adding the final details to the sitting-room for their specially planned evening.

Once finished, Fili stepped back and took in the sitting room and gave it an approving nod as Kili draped an arm over his brother's shoulders. "You ready for tomorrow?"

Fili smiled widely. "More than." He responded easily.

Kili nodded, then wagged his brows at his brother in a suggestive manner…which nearly brought tears to Fili's eyes because it was an action from his brother, the one he was missing, the lighthearted, teasing Kili that had been absent since he was taken from them. It made Fili's heart feel so much lighter until he choked on his own spit when Kili muttered lowly, a leer lighting up his features, "What about tomorrow night? Eh brother?"

Fili whipped his eyes to Kili who was not even looking at him, instead, his brother's eyes were keenly following his wife as she straightened a few things, his leer only growing as she bent over showing off one of his favorite features of her elven physique.

Fili rolled his eyes. "What. Are YOU planning on giving me pointers Ki?"

Kili beamed. "Now that is the right question. I might have a few for you, first..."

"Don't you DARE Kili!" Tauriel glared from her place across the room, her finger pointed menacingly at her prince. "Finli is in the room. If you are going to talk like that, why don't you two go get Viltarra and you can say all you want in the hallway where your nearly two-year-old, half elven son is not in listening range."

Finli looked up from his little game he was playing with Kaw and gave Kili a toothy grin which Kili returned. The hallway talk would have to wait, however, because Kili was unable to resist picking up said half-elven son when he lifted his arms and called for his da.

Fili smirked. "He's got you wrapped around his little finger."

"Indeed." Kili grinned. "Which is exactly where I am happy to be. Now, let's go get your other half. They should be finished in the kitchen by now." Fili hummed and they walked out the door leaving Tauriel to finish up with her task of rearranging some pillows and opening the curtains to let the bright moon shine in.

The boys walked into the kitchen just as Dis was placing the last dry dish in the cabinet. "Well, there you are." Dis walked over to Kili and placed a hand on his cheek. "Are you alright my darling?"

Kili smiled and leaned in to kiss her cheek. "Never better mam. Thank you for the greens, they were perfect."

Dis immediately gave a panicked look to Finli who was rubbing his eyes tiredly, but upon hearing his father's voice, began to look around the kitchen. "Greens! Da greens!"

Kili chuckled and kissed the side of his son's head. "Yes greens. But not tonight. You can have some tomorrow." Finli nodded and stuck his thumb in his mouth, resting his head against Kili's shoulder.

"What, how did you?" Dis shook her head, unbelieving what she just saw. "I said that earlier and it caused a tantrum!"

Kili only shrugged and gave her a smile, so Fili filled her in on the details. "Apparently, Kili here cured him of his distaste because I personally watched this little troll eat over half of Kili's and Tauriel's sprouts."

"Ah, yes. Sprouts." Dis nodded. "Like father, like son then." She beamed at Kili and his little miniature who was fighting a losing battle to stay awake in his father's arms. Dis could not help the feeling of pride and warmth fill her at seeing the two together. There were so many times in that pit she believed this vision impossible. But she quickly shook off the melancholy, this is a time for joy after all. "Fili, darling. Viltarra was just walking Leotti out with Naurfaer. You should go meet her in the sitting room, they only just left moments ago and she was wondering what to expect tonight. Do not leave the poor dear waiting any longer, I do not want what I heard happened earlier to occur again." With that, Dis pushed her sons…and by proxy granddwelfing, out the kitchen door and back into the hall.

Fili waisted no time in heading to the common sitting-room. The pair arrived just in time to see Viltarra shutting the entrance door and turning around, Hiril sitting just steps away watching her, tail wagging lazily side to side. "Oh! Fili, and Kili. Are you here to see me to my parents? I believe they are expecting me."

Kili looked over at Fili who shook his head, ceasing any further thoughts. "No nunguame. I…we…" he corrected, indicating to Kili, "…have something to show you." Fili walked up to Viltarra who was giving him a curious look and laced her fingers with his. He turned them back towards the hall and towards Kili and Tauriel's chambers.

Kili stepped ahead of them and gave them a very soft, "Wait here, I will make sure everything is in order." His voice was low, barely a rumble, due to the now sleeping babe in his arms. The pair waited in the hall and Kili stepped into the room. "Is everything ready amralime?"

Tauriel lifted her eyes and gave Kili a nod then looked down to see their sleeping son. "Why don't you put our little gift in his cradle, and I will give Fili and Viltarra the all clear." Kili nodded but stopped on his way past her, giving Tauriel a chance to kiss Finli's head then Kili's as well before he stepped into Fin's room. Tauriel just caught a glimpse of Kaw as he hopped into the room trailing Kili. She shook her head and made for the chamber door.

"What is this all about Fili? It is getting late, and we have already pushed the boundary of the tradition of not seeing each other the day before the wedding." Viltarra looked up at Fili then back at Fili's chamber door where she knew her parents were. They were planning on going into one of the vacant chambers the next day, their things already sent for and set up.

When Thorin had heard they were going back to their old rooms, he had put his foot down and declared they stay up in one of the many chambers in the royal wing. The pair tried to argue but quickly learned there WAS no arguing with the king under the mountain and graciously accepted the gift.

Dis too was happy to see the couple accept the invitation…well…more like order with how her brother had said it. Thorin will always be Thorin. She looked down their hallway and was warmed at the prospect of the rooms being filled. They did not worry about occupied space. A second set of double doors in the sitting room led to another hall filled with rooms in varying levels of disarray. Naurfaer said it was on his list to eventually get to when the time called for it. It would be many years before they really needed more space so there was no rush. Dis had also grown to quite enjoy the baker and his wife. They truly had kind but fierce hearts. It was easy to see where Viltarra got her spirit.

As for Viltarra, the dam had taken the news her parents were staying up here with a subtle sense of relief. In fact, it would have taken a trained eye, such as Fili's, to have even noticed how comforted she was with the idea her family was not far from her. Even without taking into account what she had gone through, it must have been comforting to know she was not being fully pulled from her family and all she knew. Her family and her new family will be merging together, comfortably.

Now, TAKING into account what she went through, and what Oin had said, Fili had decided that this night would be like no other pre-wedding evening where they would be forced to be apart. Fili was stopped from answering Viltarra's question when the door opened and Tauriel peered out with a small smile. "Do come in." Was all she said and stepped aside. Fili let Viltarra go first, giving Tauriel a grin as he brushed passed her and looked at his ones stunned face.

The room that greeted Viltarra was filled with pillows and blankets where the chaise and lounge chairs had once been before the fireplace. The chairs were all pushed against the far walls as was the short table that typically sat between them. Even Kaw's perch was pushed aside. "What is all this?" Viltarra finally asked, trying not to let hope fill her.

It was Tauriel who took her hand. "Nobody wished to be alone tonight, so after speaking with your parents, our family, and Oin, we came up with something that I think you will most approve of."

Having put Finli down, and hearing the conversation, Kili responded as he stepped back into the room. "Truly. Rather than an evening apart, how about an evening together?" He came forward and stood beside his wife, smiling widely at Viltarra.

"What do you say nunguame? Mind joining me, Kili, and Tauriel for a night roughing it…on the floor of these, magnificently royal chambers…in front of a roaring fire?" Viltarra brushed the tear that escaped her eyes away and nodded, a smile brightening her face as Fili pulled her away from Kili and Tauriel and towards the carefully arranged blankets on the ground.

Kili looked up at his own other half and lifted his hand, his own invitation which Tauriel did not hesitate to grasp. They joined Fili and Viltarra, spending the better part of the evening laughing over stories told by Kili and Fili. Mostly of their antics growing up. Although Tauriel had no qualms with reminding them that some were not so long ago…such as a certain ram that ended up in the rooms of a very furious dam.

At one point, Dis came in with a few trays laden with all of their favorite foods from butter cake, to cookies. She even mentioned Vin had helped her in the kitchen so there were some of Viltarra's preferred treats as well including the ever-popular cheese buns. Dis only stayed for a bit, bidding them all a goodnight and leaving the room.

The evening was unlike anything Viltarra had dreamed it to be. She ran her fingers over Fili's many braids as he lay with his head pillowed in Viltarra's lap, her eyes on the dying embers of the fire. Kili was already asleep on his side, which Viltarra could see not because of the fire, but rather from the nearly full moon high in the sky and shining in the room. She smiled as she took in the couple, Kili's arms draped across Tauriel's thighs where his head sat.

"Always the light weight." Fili chuckled glancing over at his brother even though the blonde prince was half-asleep himself. Not even half a minute later, he was snoring quietly.

Viltarra shook her head and snickered. "Lightweight indeed. I have NEVER seen anyone in my life fall asleep as quickly as Fili, and in so many places."

"It is true really, for the pair of them. I think it came with all the traveling they did with Thorin when they visited other clans. Your body must learn to shut down and gain rest whenever and wherever it can." Tauriel trailed her fingers through Kili's hair, the dwarven prince humming in perfect content, but remaining asleep throughout her ministrations.

Viltarra watched the pair for a moment, not wanting to interrupt but dying to ask. She let out a breath and pushed her question out before she could stop herself. "Can I ask you something…personal?" She paused, her eyes going wide as if she was surprised she actually spoke, so she quickly backstepped a bit. "BUT do not think you need to answer."

Tauriel chuckled. "I do not think you could ask me anything I would not be willing to share if I could. Please, go on."

The young dam sighed and looked down at Fili, then back at Tauriel. "Were you nervous? For your first time together with Kili?"

Looking back down at her Kili, Tauriel thought back to that night. It has been over three years now, since their wedding. She zeroed her memories into the evening Kili truly became hers, when they fully came together as one.

There were certainly feelings of apprehension, but no nervousness that she could recall. Shaking her head, Tauriel continued her ministrations through Kili's hair, keeping her eyes only on her beloved. "Not as such that I would call nervousness. There were certainly a lot of feelings, but I feel like our relationship had been such a progressive one, that our wedding night was naturally, just the next step. I can recall being excited, flushed, even apprehensive, but more than anything, truly and completely happy." Lifting her eyes, Tauriel looked at the dam. "Are you? Nervous that is?"

Tauriel's answer made Viltarra's heart drop just a little as she nodded her head very slightly. "I feel all that you do. I love him, with all that I am and we have…I mean….we…Fili and I….we…."

Tauriel giggled and nodded her understanding of what the young dam was not saying and Viltarra stopped to listen. It was always an odd but warming sound, Tauriel giggling that is. She rarely did it, so when she did, it usually stopped Viltarra enough to turn her attention to the elf and the unique, tinkling, sound. She wondered for a moment if it was just a Tauriel thing, or if all elves giggled. She tried to pull up an image of the elven king giggling, but the image was nothing short of absurd. Thus, her conclusion was…it had to just be a Tauriel thing…but she has been wrong before.

Tauriel's bubbling laughter subsided and she traced the shell of Kili's ear when silence filled the room. "Passion runs deep in this family. I do not doubt you two have kept within Dis's request and not come together, but, that does not mean there are not…other…activities just as pleasant but not as rule breaking. Am I correct to assume you two have at least progressed to that?"

Viltarra's cheeks flamed but she nodded, unable to say it out loud, so Tauriel gave her friend a reassuring smile. "It is nothing to be ashamed of Viltarra, truly."

"Says the one with a child here and another already on the way." Viltarra leveled a look at Tauriel then dissolved into her own giggles.

Tauriel's snicker was the only response she received to that comment, though the elf could not stop the hand not currently in Kili's hair, from going to where their second child grew. "I do not know what to say. I find certain activities with Kili, most pleasant. He is quite irresistible."

Viltarra blushed again and looked everywhere but the elf who was giving her a perfect imitation of Kili's leering grin. When the room went silent once more, apart from the crackling of the fire and the slow breathing sound coming from the two sleeping princes, Tauriel turned mischievous eyes towards the dam, who did not quite catch onto her look. "Viltarra, I believe I might be able to give you some…wise…advice once passed to me before my own wedding. Would you like me to share it with you?"

The dam carefully took in Tauriel's features, which had turned innocent though not without a spark of something the blonde could not quite make out. She felt herself nodding, mostly in curiosity of what Tauriel wished to share. "I believe it went something like this, that in our time we often end up facing foes we are not always prepared for, despite all of our experience and training. Then, when the time is right, we find ourselves face to face with none other than a dragon speeding towards us and we brace ourselves for what is to come."

Viltarra leaned in, raptly listening to what her soon to be sister was relaying. Seeing the look the dam was giving her, Tauriel quietly asked, "Viltarra, do you know what to do when you come face to face with a dragon?" The dam shook her head and Tauriel smile, "Just…"

"TAURIE! NO! DON'T YOU DARE finish that sentence!" Fili jumped up from Viltarra's lap and threw his hands up to cover either side of his one's ears. Tauriel could not stop the laughter that bubbled up an spilled from her lips as Viltarra fought to get Fili's hands away from her face while throwing confused glances at Fili and a clearly uncontrolled Tauriel whose laughter had woken even Kili. Forget giggling, this version of the elf she has NEVER seen.

"What did I miss?" Kili was now sitting up, rubbing his eyes, before lowering his brow at his wife who was wiping tears from her eyes as she tried to get her breathing under control.

"Your WIFE was trying to give my almost wife 'the talk'." Fili glared. Viltarra choked and looked over at Tauriel who was beaming unrepentantly at Fili.

"I was simply giving advice passed on to me. Nothing more." Tauriel lifted a brow at her brother. "Are you saying my source was NOT trying to give me wise advice?"

However, Fili leveled Tauriel with a glare. "That is not a fare question, and you know it."

"I don't know brother, I have to disagree." Kili chimed in. "Were YOU trying to give MY almost wife at the time good advice?"

"FILI! That came from YOU!" Viltarra stopped and sighed. "I really should not be surprised at this point." Viltarra finally grumbled. "I do want to know how that question ended though, despite having a general idea of where it was going now."

Kili looked from Tauriel to Viltarra then back to Fili. "It wasn't the dragon story was it?" Viltarra nodded and Fili fell back onto the floor, staring quietly up at the wooden beams on the stone ceiling while Kili chuckled at his brother. "Really Fi, you need to come up with a better story, that one is rubbish." He turned to Viltarra. "Where did you leave off? The bit where your asked what to do when you face a dragon?" Viltarra nodded, waiting for the stories end. "There is not much left, only 'relax and let the dragon into the cave.'"

Viltarra blanched and turned and punched Fili in the arm. "Grow up!" She glared.

"HEY, I was not the one who told YOU, get mad at Tauri!" Fili whined.

Viltarra hummed knowingly and lifted a brow at her other half. "No, but you were the one who told her, probably at the worst time." Fili huffed in response, but did not disagree remembering Tauriel running from the room and out of the gates. He had never meant to upset her, but obviously ended up being the catalyst to doing just that.

"I apologized." Fili mumbled quietly. He stared wide eyed at Viltarra when she burst into laughter.

Covering her mouth, she looked to Fili, only to burst into another round of laughter. "Honestly Fili, a dragon…and a cave? Kili is right you know, that is a rubbish story, but rather amusing still." The young dam finally got out.

The group joined in with her merriment until the laughter died down and peace fell upon the group once more. "Thank you, everyone." Viltarra finally said from her place now laying against Fili. "Thank you for doing this tonight. I know it was for me, because I am…"

"Don't." Kili stopped her. "You don't need to thank us, we are family now Viltarra, and you are in no different place than I am. How about we say this was for both of us, okay? I have not felt more myself than I have tonight with all of you. So, I will add my own gratitude in."

Tauriel lifted herself up on her arms and cupped her prince's cheek while looking down into his eyes. She had been on her side, her arm draped across Kili's chest as Kili rested on his back. Tauriel brushed her thumb across his lips and without a word, lowered herself back down and snuggled further into Kili's side before nuzzling her head into where his shoulder met his neck and went completely still; it took only a moment for Kili to notice her slow, deep breaths. His wife had fallen asleep.

Kili turned his head and kissed her brow before looking over to his brother and Viltarra, both too had their eyes closed and quite obviously asleep. Viltarra on her side facing Kili with Fili right at her back, his arm draped protectively around her.

Kili closed his eyes and was about to follow them into their dreams when a noise caught his attention. He looked up just in time to see a very small figure looking down at him, a blanket clutched in one hand and the thumb of the other lodged into a small mouth. Kili smiled up at his son and opened the arm not wrapped around Tauriel. It was all the invitation Finli needed as he waddled around to Kili's other side and climbed up, with help, onto Kili's chest immediately falling asleep. Life, Kili thought as he wrapped his arms around his family, finally felt complete once again.

Something was trying to pull Fili from sleep. Something wet, and unpleasant. The prince tried to push it away but stopped when laughter met his ears. Opening one eye, Fili growled then shut it immediately. "Really? The warg?"

"Well brother, nobody had any desire to die today or be terribly maimed, so Naurfaer let us borrow Hiril, who was the one volunteered to wake you." Kili beamed, unrepentant in every way, then looked thoughtfully at his brother. "I think it seemed like a good plan, which apparently, worked well. Have to file that one away for another time." Fili grunted and rubbed his eyes, then chanced a look around the room…a much too empty room. "They are already gone getting ready." Kili added seeing Fili's questioning expression.

"Not completely meleth nin. I brought in breakfast for my three favorite princes." Tauriel placed two trays down onto one of the tables pushed against the wall and smiled at the pair still on the ground. "Do not take too long, Dis and Thorin are waiting for you both. There is much to do." She turned to her smallest love. "Come darling. Mama has something for you to eat." Finli left his father's arms and ran towards Tauriel, stopping only when she scooped him up from the floor and began peppering his face with kisses, his little laughter filling the room and causing the two older princes to laugh along with him. Honestly, who could resist such a delightful and joyful sound.

The little group ate their breakfast and soon joined Dis and Thorin in the chamber across the hall. "Alright, we have a lot to do and few hours to complete it all." Dis began, instantly taking charge. "Thorin, is Balin set with all he needs."

"He is already in the hall doing a final check." Thorin rumbled before turning and taking Finli who happily went to him. "And before you ask, I have already met with Aeodhen this morning. We have extra guards on the perimeter, at the gates, and nobody under ANY circumstances will be entering this mountain today. I care not if they live here, or they are a visiting Valar from above. I will not have the wedding interrupted again."

Fili gave Thorin a grateful smile as Kili draped his arm across his brother's shoulders. "I have the bricks for Fi and his garments in my chamber. Leotti brought them by with both mine, Finli's, and Tauriel's things. Amralime, did you grab the circlet from Fili's room?"

"I did meleth nin. It is with our own circlets in our bedchamber." Tauriel turned to Dis, "I also met Bombur this morning when I was bringing breakfast to Naurfaer. He wished me to pass a message to you amad, everything is set and prepped in the kitchen. The feast will be ready to directly follow the ceremony." Dis was about to speak but Tauriel, anticipating her thoughts added, "They are ahead enough to be able to watch the ceremony without impeding on feast preparations and completion."

"And the hall?" Dis asked.

"Looks stunning. I should cease to be surprised by my grandfather, as he has turned the room into something out of a fairy story of old in less than a day's time. I do not think Thranduil would have been able to have anyone accomplish better in greater time." Tauriel leaned into Kili who took the arm not draped across his brother and wound it around her waist, pulling her close.

Dis looked to her three children and smiled. "Well then. Anything else anyone would like to report?"

Tauriel nodded. "Viltarra has asked if I would help her prepare, so once I have readied and am no longer needed, I will go to help tend to her." She felt Kili's hand tighten as he looked up at her.

"You are always needed amralime." Tauriel kissed his cheek and nuzzled the hair just before his ear, humming happily.

Dis clapped her hands together, giving them a rub and gave out some final tasks. "Kili, can you and Tauriel please go down to see if Naurfaer needs some last-minute help, and the smelter will need to be pre-heated, so you might as well see to that as well. Fili, go see to Balin. I want you to go over your part with him one more time. I will be speaking to Bombur about getting lunch sent up. Does anyone have any questions or final concerns?"

The room was silent and Dis nodded. "Good. Go on. There is work to be done. Everyone, including Naurfaer must be back here by the mid-day bell. Understood? Not a moment later or I will personally send Aeodhen after you...you do not want that." A round of yesses filled the room and Kili released his arms around Fili and Tauriel to retrieve his son, taking him down to the hall with Tauriel and Fili to see to their tasks.

Thorin turned to leave but was stopped by Dis. "I believe you and I have one additional task my brother. Do you have what I requested?" Thorin nodded and lifted his arm to Dis, who happily took it.

"No point in waiting hm?" Dis gave Thorin a smile, and the brother and sister went out into the hall and walked the small distance to Fili's chamber, knocking lightly on the door and waiting quietly.

Looking up from her own breakfast, Viltarra watched her mother go and open the door after hearing a soft rapping. It did not surprise her, Dis had already told her to expect the family and Leotti coming and going as they prepared for the events in the day. So, when Dis and Thorin stepped in, arm in arm, she was not in the least bit surprised. "Good morning. Did you have tea? Ma just set some out I am sure we can gather a few more mugs."

Viltarra moved to stand but Dis stopped her. "Thank you dear, but I am afraid we lack the time for such things at the moment. We did want to come by and offer a gift of sorts though." Viltarra, who remained standing, watched them as they unlinked arms and came towards her. "We wanted, with your permission, to give you something all in our family have, including Tauriel. When Finli is old enough, he two will have these. It is a symbol of our family and all who see them, know to which you are a part of."

Thorin pulled a box from his vest, passing it to Dis who opened the lid and showed the two identical silver beads, beads that matched those worn by Dis, Thorin, Fili, Kili, and Tauriel. "As you are joining our family officially today, we wished to gift you the family braids."

Braids. How had she forgotten about the ever-important symbol to many of the dwarven clans. Fili had given her a braid on their betrothal that she redid every morning, including those she spent in the pit with a bit of Dis's help. Kili had given her a braid to represent his place as her brother, even helping her re-braid it that morning. Now, here were Dis and Thorin, the heads of the family, presenting her with a symbol of their acceptance of her. Trying to hold the tears at bay, Viltarra nodded her permission and watched as Dis stepped up to her and placed the braid on either side of her head, securing each with the family bead. Before stepping away, Dis pulled Viltarra into her arms and held her tightly. "Welcome to the family."

Viltarra pulled back and looked up at Dis who was only slightly taller than herself. "Thank you. Thank you for this. I will do all I can to honor you and your family."

Dis shook her head. "OUR family, that now includes you. And, you have already honored us. I apologize for making you think otherwise at any time." Dis looked over her shoulder at Thorin who was standing quietly, but had a small smile on his face.

"Are you ready? For tonight?" Thorin had nothing to add to what Dis had already stated. He had told her she should be the one to give Viltarra her braids, as she was the one Viltarra was closest with. It was different with Tauriel.

The elf who was his daughter was a part of both him and Dis. They had decided to each give Tauriel a braid to symbolize a shared responsibility to show the eleth, who had no knowledge of what true love and affection were, of what it was to truly belong to a family. To show her what it was to have someone who would have your back no matter what, to have unconditional love and support, and to know when things get hard, you are not alone in your sufferings. That is why they both did a braid for Tauriel.

Viltarra is no less special but has known the true love of family. Thorin cannot say what it was that made…or makes…Tauriel's braids particularly special apart from himself giving her one, but it does not make the symbolic message Dis gave to Viltarra any less significant. She, was now officially a member of the family.

The king under the mountain waited patiently for Viltarra to answer his question, but she simply shook her head. "I have all I need, and I am ready for tonight. I cannot promise I will not make a mistake in the ceremony, but my whole heart will be in all I do." She chuckled dryly. "Afterall, nine months in a pit gives one a bit more perspective of what to be nervous about."

It was true. Viltarra found herself dreading her lines less and less these days. A great relief, however, was when Dis had abolished the speech completely. She had apologized again, saying it was really just too much pomp for the evening. Although Dis did warn her that she would need to learn to get comfortable publicly speaking, including being able to give a speech on her own in the future, but she had time to work into it.

"I think we all have enough to prepare for. We will leave you. Please call if you need anything." With one final nod, Thorin left, holding the door open for Dis who gave Viltarra one last hug before following her brother out.

"You have gotten fat! Now I need to take this out again." Fili groaned and glared at Leotti.

"I have not!" Fili shot back. "I've been in training, and traversing the great wilds trying to find my wife…almost wife." He amended. "It is not MY fault I gained some muscle mass in the time since you last fitted me."

Leotti stepped back and glared at the prince. "You mean since yesterday? It is your GUT that is the problem. A little birdy told me YOU were in the kitchens today…taste testing." Fili closed his mouth and glared at Kili who was laughing from where Tauriel was re-braiding his hair while Finli sat in his lap, chewing on the corner of his blanket. Tauriel feared he was moving once again into another teething phase. Mahal help them all, his little nephew was a terror while teething. Though he was quite literally the perfect child any other time, so that makes up for it a bit.

Sensing Fili's glare, Kili rolled his eyes. "It was not me, and before you convict any other, it was not Kaw either. I believe it was Ori. So be angry at him."

Fili groaned; he can't be angry at Ori! The dwarf was the equivalent of one of Tauriel's Valar on middle earth for just pairing with the she-dragon. Thorin should have just had Leotti come handle Smaug, the dam would have had him out in half the time Bilbo did, and he probably would have flown the other way...far FAR from where the blonde was. They could have saved ALL of Dale. Mahal above, she probably would have just killed Smaug with her incessant nagging and tongue biting remarks right inside the mountain itself.

Not wanting to get any more backlash, Fili silently stood waiting for Leotti to finish and smiled at this reflection in the mirror. He was getting married in less than a few hours! Forgoing all of his earlier thoughts and frustrations, Fili grabbed a shrieking Leotti into a hug. "Thanks Leotti! This is great!"

Leotti scrunched her face in clear distaste at being handled by the prince in such a way, but did nothing to push him away either. "You are welcome Fili. Just promise me you won't do anything to mess up all my hard work." Leotti looked around the room as she began packing her things back up into her basket. "Anyone else need anything before I head back over to Viltarra? Tauri, she should be ready for you to do her hair."

Tauriel nodded and placed the final bead in Kili's thick, dark, curls. She leaned forward, pressing a kiss to his hair while she mumbled, "I will be back soon." Both Kili and Finli looked up with matching brown eyes and Tauriel's full heart melted. She dropped a kiss on Finli's head, pecked Kili on the lips, and made for the door before they pleaded with those irresistible eyes any further.

Walking in, Leotti smiled at Dis who was having tea with Tarrah and Viltarra. The latter was holding her cup looking like she was about to pass out. Viltarra was pale as the winter snows, and her hand was shaking as she held the cup to her lips, it is not how she should look on her day.

Leotti sighed. Well, this won't do at all. The seamstress looked about the room, noticing something keenly missing, something that usually brought her friend ease and comfort…even if it brough her quite the opposite. Leotti sighed again at what she knew must be done, but decided it was for her friend. "I will be right back, I believe we are missing something important." Ignoring the questioning looks, Leotti danced out into the hall and rapped on a door across the way.

"Leotti! I am nearly ready. Am I needed?" Naurfaer stood in the doorframe, fastening the last few buttons on his vest as he gave her a wide smile. His tall figure always caused Leotti to have to crane her neck and step back to have a normal conversation with him, but she did not mind.

"I am actually here for Viltarra. Do you have a certain, warg, in here?" Leotti peered around Naurfaer to see the familiar form of Hiril tearing apart what looks to be one of Fili's boots. 'Good dog, warg, thing' Leotti thought. Maybe she can start to like that smelly creature after all.

"Oh, yes. I wanted to make sure she had a good brushing before the ceremony. She is already if you need her." Naurfaer whistled and Hiril came bounding towards the door.

"It isn't me that needs her…" Leotti easily responded, pulling her hand back when Hiril tried to lick it. "…but she works wonders on Viltarra. I think she is becoming overwhelmed and if Fili cannot be in the room to calm her, I was hoping Hiril being close would do the trick as it often does."

Naurfaer nodded and smiled. "Of course. I told Viltarra she is welcome to have Hiril as long as she needs. They are rather fond of each other…" Naurfaer looked down at the warg and grinned at his pup who looked up at him, wagging her short, fluffy, tail. "You know, why don't I come with. I can give Viltarra her wedding gift a little early."

Shutting the door behind him, Naurfaer followed Leotti across the hall and into the chamber. He gave everyone a smile, then looked at Viltarra. Overwhelmed indeed, the dam looks like she is about to be ill. It was a wonder to watch when Hiril instantly went straight for Viltarra and the change in the dam was immediate. It was as if he were watching a drowning person take a breath of fresh air. The color came back to her cheeks and a smile crossed her features as she ran her hands through Hiril's soft fur.

Naurfaer's mind made up, he walked over and knelt down before Viltarra, who lifted her eyes from Hiril to smile softly at the elf she was rather fond of as he began to speak to her. "You know, there is something to be said about beasts such as these in arda. Many fault them and think them inferior because they cannot speak common languages and rely on their base instincts for survival. Yet, through all my travels, what I have learned is it is we, who are inferior in many ways." Naurfaer patted Hiril, scratching behind her ear. "I want you to have her."

Viltarra jerked her hand back from the warg and stared at Naurfaer. "What! No! She is yours Naurfaer. You raised her, you trained her."

The elf chuckled. "It is true, yes." He continued to stroke Hiril's long fur fondly. "One day, you will bear a child. You will teach him or her all you know, train them, guide them. Then…you give them away." He gave Tarrah, Vin, and Dis fond looks. "It is the ultimate sacrifice, a testament of true love, and there is something of pride watching something you cherished thrive on their own. You also find, there will always be someone out there who may need them more than you do. It does not mean you love them any less, I rather think it shows you love them more. Love, Viltarra, you will find will grow. One day, you look at someone and you think you cannot love them anymore. Then, the next day, you are surprised to find you were wrong, for you love them more then you did the day before. Hiril does not love me any less, I rather think her love has grown to encompass you. It is…well…similar to a marriage I supposed." Naurfaer chuckled. "I do not think I am losing her, rather, I feel as if I am gaining you."

Naurfaer lifted a hand and brushed the tear away from Viltarra's cheek. "It would be my greatest wish that you take her. You need her now far more than I, and I happen to know she loves you keenly. Besides, you nor I are going anywhere, I will still see her and get to play with her just as often as I do now. So, no more tears, alright?"

Viltarra leaned over Hiril and threw her arms around Naurfaer, crying into his shoulder. "Thank you. Thank you Naurfaer. I love her and I will take care of her. I promise."

Naurfaer patted her on the back. "I have no doubts you do, and will." He held her for a moment more and pulled away. "Now, if you will excuse me, I believe you have a wedding dress to get into and I need to go finish preparing myself." He moved to stand and threw Tauriel a smile who mouthed a silent 'thank you auduadarya'. Naurfaer gave her a nod and a lingering look, then he left the room.

Everyone stepped into helping Viltarra's final preparations. Leotti helped her get into the gown then turned her over to Tauriel who braided her hair into an elaborate bun, of course leaving out the four family braids she wore, Tarrah carefully added some roses she had found into Viltarra's bun, then Dis placed the circlet over her head to complete the look. Finally, Vin stepped forward and took her in, tears already in his eyes as he looked her over. "My little gem. I never imagined anyone would be worthy of you, but, if you were to have anyone, I suppose a crowned prince will do." Viltarra choked on a tear-filled laugh. She knew he was joking, as did everyone in the room going by the round of laughter that filled her ears.

"Adad. I love you." Viltarra wound her arms around her father who held her close.

Vin sniffed, as he held his daughter close. "I love you too, my most precious gem." Seconds later, Tarrah was joining in on their embrace, the family taking a moment to just be together.

Tauriel felt an arm drape around her waist, and she looked over to see Dis leaning her head against her shoulder. The eleth smiled and pulled Dis close, laying her own head atop of Dis's and contently watching the family. "We need to go back and see if Kili and Fili are ready, then it is time to head down." Tauriel nodded in agreement, and they each gave Viltarra a tight hug, the dam having just pulled away from her family.

"You will be wonderful. Focus on Fili, he will not lead you astray, muinthel." Viltarra pulled back and gave Tauriel a questioning look.

"Muinthel?" Viltarra asked curiously. "What does that mean? Is it Sindarin?"

Tauriel smiled and nodded. "It means, sister." Viltarra pulled Tauriel close once more, her way of accepting what Tauriel had gifted her, her love and support as a sister.

Tauriel laced her fingers with Dis's and the pair left one room to go to the next. Here is where all of Tauriel's favorite beings were. Her precious husband who looked more gorgeous than words could portray with his tunic, vest, and overcoat in the Durin colors. He was a perfect match to Tauriel, who's gown made by Leotti was done in the same fashion and style as Kili's ensemble. Thorin and Dis were in the same colors and in similar styles, giving the family a perfectly cohesive look. Naurfaer too was honored with the colors of the Durin house. It had been Thorin's idea and Fili's request to have him be part of the ceremony. He has more than earned his place in the family.

Fili's attire was only slightly different than everyone else's. Leotti had added in some more creams to offset the Durin dark blues, silver, and bronze colors. It worked with Viltarra's gown while still staying true to his family and clan.

"Mama. Up!" Tauriel finally turned her eyes to her own little treasure, whose arms were raised, ready and waiting to be scooped up. Finli matched his father PERFECTLY. Leotti quite literally made his little outfit an exact miniature of Kili's, and it caused Tauriel's heart to nearly burst as she bent over and pulled him into her arms, hugging him close. "My little darling. How very handsome you look." Finli smiled wide and rubbed his nose with hers. Something he has begun to do just recently to her and Kili.

Dis was adjusting Thorin's collar, the dwarven king rolling his eyes at his sister the moment she turned away, zeroing her eyes in on her youngest son. "Kili, do you have the bricks dear?"

Coming to stand beside his wife, Kili nodded at his mother. "Right here, in my pocket mam."

Dis checked it off her mental list then stepped towards Fili, adjusting his tunic and circlet before pulling him into her arms. "You look just like your father." She sniffed. Fili looked over at Kili then pulled Dis closer as the dam began to sob. "I am sorry Fili." She got out. "But I am so proud of you, and your father, I know he is just as proud from where he waits for us."

From the few portraits they had of Vili, Fili knew he had taken after the dwarrow that was gone before he had a chance to truly be a father. He also knew how difficult it must be for his mother, to live her long life without her one beside her. Viltarra had told him what happened in the pit, how close they all were to losing Dis, and how Dis had seen Vili. The strength his mother must have, to step away from paradise and her hearts greatest desire, to remain here. Grateful, though, Fili is, because he could not imagine life without his mam. He may be in his 80's, but your amad is always and forever, your amad.

"I love you mam." Fili whispered into her hair just as she pulled away, only to wipe the tears from his mother's eyes as he leaned in to kiss her forehead. "No more tears, okay? It is a happy day."

"That's supposed to be my line." Dis chuckled, sniffing.

Thorin came forward next, pulling Fili in to press their foreheads together. "Today, is all for you and Viltarra. I could not be prouder."

Fili smiled and pressed his brow into Thorin's before pulling away. "I am only who I am today because of you, uncle."

Thorin wrapped Fili in a tight hug then stepped back to allow Tauriel and Kili to engulf the blonde prince in a small embrace. "We could not be happier Fi." Each one kissed either side of Fili's cheek then they too stepped away.

Before he even had a moment to breathe, Naurfaer pulled Fili into a tight hug, lifting him several inches off the ground and causing the room to erupt into laughter. "Words cannot say how happy I am. What a glorious day."

Fili patted Naurfaer on the back, then grumbled, "Quite. Do you mind putting me down now?" Naurfaer laughed then set Fili down, readjusting his circlet for him. "Thank you Naurfaer. For, well, for everything. I know you have helped my Viltarra far more than I can give gratitude for." Naurfaer smiled, then gave Fili a small bow.

"I believe I have been told, it is what family does. Though I should tell you that I did give her a gift this morning that I do think will continue to help her along." Fili cocked his head to the side, curiosity filling his eyes. "I gifted her Hiril." Fili paled instantly. Oh no. Anything but that!

Fili groaned. "The warg?!" Naurfaer smiled wide and nodded. He knew it would drive Fili to insanity, but, he also knew the prince loved Viltarra fiercely, and deep down, who could resist Hiril?

There was one last family member in the room and Fili knelt low and opened his arms, the small being running straight for him after receiving a push from his father. Fili lifted Finli up into his arms and gave him a spin. "There's my little nephew. Any final words of wisdom for your uncle about to wed?"

Finli was much too young to understand, but babbled happily in his own little language, Fili listening intently and nodding seriously. After a few moments of toddler lecturing, Fili chuckled and pressed a kiss to Fin's head before passing him back to Tauriel. "Best advice I have been given all my life." He laughed, the family easily joining in.

"Well, are you ready?" Kili asked, placing a hand on Fili's shoulder.

"I was ready a year ago, I cannot wait any longer Kili." Kili smiled, giving Fili one final hug and moving to his place. Fili looked to his mother and lifted his arm, Dis accepting happily. Then Fili looked at Thorin who was just beside Kili behind him.

"I would be honored if you would stand beside me uncle, for you are far more than that…adad." Thorin nodded, blinking away tears and stepped up on Fili's other side, where his father would have stood. Kili, Tauriel, and Finli would be just behind them and Naurfaer would take up the end of the family line.

They came down the steps, the original company who had journeyed with them to Erebor lined on either side bowing in respect as the family came by, but Fili stopped, giving each one a tight hug. Many had tears in their eyes. It seemed like just weeks ago, nobody believed today to be a possibility, but a miracle happened, a family found, and memories returned. Now, they celebrated love, joy, and the miracle of being together.

The company followed Naurfaer into the hall and took their seats, being the first allowed in. Going through a hidden back hallway that led to a second set of double doors, on the opposite side of the hall, the family stepped through into a small room. This is where they would wait for the ceremony to begin, as the room had its own entrance into the hall.

Seeing his family was settled and waiting, Thorin stepped out of the small chamber for just a moment to give Balin the okay to allow the rest of the mountain to enter on all levels of the throne room. This would certainly surpass Kili and Tauriel's wedding in numbers, especially with so many dwarrow having traveled in the last year to settle in Erebor.

Once everyone on the main floor had been seated or, for the upper levels, found a place to stand, Balin had the lanterns lit and the room filled with a warm light. The golden floor cast the reflection of the dancing flames on all corners of the multi-layered hall. Bofur had even passed miniature lanterns…he had personally crafted overnight…out to many who stood on the second and third levels to light; each lantern would add their glow, as well as their beauty, to the ceremony.

As for the hall itself, Naurfaer had truly worked his magic on the room. Where he found all the flowers would be a question many would ask for ages…some would even go as far to speculate he had used some elvish magic to make blooms appear out of thin air…to which Naurfaer never once gave any credence too, though he never denied it either. Whatever it was, be it magic or skill, the room was filled with a fragrant menagerie of blossoms of all colors, shapes, and sizes. They were on every aisle, on the steps up to the throne, and draped between each column. Some even had lanterns within their bunches, giving the blossoms an enchanted glow.

When Fili finally stepped through the doors upon Thorin's approval, he froze and gaped at the set-up. He had seen some of what Naurfaer had done before retiring, but, the room had been transformed even further overnight. He took a quick look back at Naurfaer, mouthing a thank you. He would have to figure out something he could do to thank him for all he has done. Fili's attention was instantly caught, however, when the double doors across the hall opened and his very own flower stepped inside, flanked by her mother and father and of course, the warg. Their warg, it would seem.

Fili could not find the words to describe how beautiful Viltarra was. She looked every bit the queen she will one day be, from the gown to the hair and even in the way she was carrying herself.

So lost in his one, Fili missed the beginning of the ceremony, Thorin having to give him a nudge causing the prince to look up at Balin completely lost. The scholarly dwarrow sighed, gave him an exasperated look, and repeated the first line meant for him. What was he supposed to say again? Mahal! He forgot. Oh, wait, Mahal. Right.

"Great Mahal, for you I give my all, spending all my days pulling every kind of treasure that may please you. A treasure of one, one endlessly flowing hall of gems, gold, jewels, and precious metals." Fili's heart was racing, he was nervous, so nervous. Was Kili this nervous? His brother had seemed the picture of calm on his wedding. Fire and forge why was he so blazing nervous?

Fili looked at Viltarra and she mouthed, 'breathe', and he took a breath, his heart slowed, and he continued. "Great Mahal, I too seek a treasure, but my heart does not call for that which is in your great stores."

There, he got it out. All he had to do was listen to what Balin was saying and….OH his mother was going to wring his neck...he already missed his next line. Mahal, he was failing miserably. What was it Balin just said? He looked over at Viltarra trying to mask the panic and she lifted a finger and pointed to her eye then subtly lifted the same finger as if to indicate the number one. Eye, one. Eye…see OH, right!

"I seek a one of my own, great Mahal. A treasure to stand beside me. One who is a gem more precious than any that can be found. One who's shine matches my own. One whose worth could never be counted, and thus could never be bought. Not even with all the gold, silver, and jewels in your vast stores. What I seek, maker, is my one." Viltarra smiled bright and Fili's heart skipped.

Finally, Balin nodded his concession, giving Fili a warm smile. "Come forward, my favored son, and I will find you your one."

Fili all but ran towards Viltarra, it was Dis that kept him at the pace he needed to be. She gave him a smirk and Fili grinned back, completely unrepentant. However, Thorin rolled his eyes to the ceiling, though he said nothing even as Balin yelled, "Is there any dwarrow out there who houses such a treasure as a one my son of Durin seeks?"

Vin beamed at Fili then turned and kissed Viltarra on the temple before he bellowed back, "Aye. You seek a great treasure..." He had to stop there however to clear his throat and collect himself. Great tears were falling from his brown eyes. His little gem. He never truly wanted to give her away, but Fili was a good lad, and he truly believed in his heart that she could do no better. Vin cleared his throat once more as he choked out the next part. "I house the greatest of all gems." Vin felt Viltarra take his hand in hers, and give it a squeeze.

Balin bid them to come forward, and finally, Fili was just steps away from her. He gave Vin a warm smile, the father of his one returning it kindly. Tarrah, who held Viltarra's other hand was wiping her own tears from her eyes.

Vin looked Fili straight in the eyes, squaring his shoulders and standing tall as he spoke his next piece of the ceremony. "Son of Durin, I give you my greatest treasure, my most precious gem. I gift her to you…" Vin looked down at the ground, once again needing a moment to collect himself. The room was respectful of the father, and all were silent, giving him the moment he needed.

"I gift her to you…" Vin tried again, his voice only slightly less hoarse then it had been moments before. "…that you may house her in your halls, that you may protect her with your steel, and that you…you may cherish her beyond any jewel, gold piece, or precious metal. For if you do, you have the protection of my house and hearth as you already have the love of her breast." Not exactly what he was supposed to say, but good enough.

Balin nodded and looked to Viltarra. "To be the one of a son of Durin, one must be willing to sacrifice, to allow yourself to be shaped and molded together. To bind yourself not only to him but to all he represents. Are you prepared for your road ahead?"

Fili watched raptly. It was not much Viltarra had to say, but it was a traditional piece for a ceremony involving a crowned prince. "Mahal, great maker, my wish is to be more than I am. A diamond does not just come to be, but is formed under the greatest of pressure. Given the chance, I will break from the mold and join myself with this being, form my life, my heart, and my desires with his. I will support him, honor him, and shine bright to guide him back when he is lost. My strength and my love shall never wain, for as a diamond, I am unbreakable. As I am his, so to shall he be mine…if it be your will."

Perfect, Fili beamed. She was perfect. His perfect flower. His perfect flower that was worried over nothing because she did not even miss a single word of her part. Fili watched as Vin lifted Viltarra's hand, held in his own, and placed a lingering kiss on the back of it before pulling her the final few steps and placing her hand into Fili's. He held them there for a moment then stepped out of Dis's way for her part.

"Metal is formed and bonded, just as is a one. To give a great treasure, you must understand its worth to truly appreciate its value." Dis looked between the two before her. Her eldest son, so like her Vili, and the young dam who she has grown to love. She placed both her hands onto their joined hands, then turned enough to look at Vin and Tarrah. "As your treasure is precious to you, so be this son, is so very precious to me."

Dis smiled tearfully up at Fili, her sweet, little Fili. Not so little anymore, she amended as she looked to Balin. "Great Mahal, I see the worth of this gem presented and I give her the heart and hearth of my son." Breaking protocol, Dis looked between the two, speaking directly to them. "May your union shine like a beacon for all to see and aspire to, for I already know it is filled with great love." Viltarra and Fili gave her matching grins, both their eyes sparkling as Dis gave into her heart's desire and pulled them both in for a tight embrace. Mahal be damned. She only pulled back when she heard Thorin huff, then she stepped away to stand beside Kili and Tauriel where Naurfaer tucked her up into his side, Dis going freely.

Thorin now stood before them. "I add my own blessing, that they may have and know the strength that comes not from battles won, but from battles chosen. That they may know the honor that comes from holding fast to convictions, and not the unrest that comes from choosing the wrong treasure to seek after." Fili watched the spark of sadness fill his uncle. He never has quite gotten over what he had done under the dragon sickness, nor how he let it overtake him as it did. As Oin has said time and time again, time will heal all wounds. Some just take longer than others.

The king under the mountain placed a hand on each of their shoulders. "Be a foundation for each other, firm and unyielding. When battle calls, go in together as one. I do not speak just of those involving swords and shields, but also those that involve words and decisions. When a true meeting of the minds cannot be met…" Thorin looked between the pair, then gave Fili a rare, mischievous grin. "Go with what she says, it will hurt less in the end when you fall from your pedestal." The room erupted with laughter and Fili's grin dropped, then he rolled his eyes and chuckled. His uncle was wise, that much was true.

Having nothing more to add, Thorin gave each of their shoulders a gentle squeeze and moved away just as Balin called out, "Who shall bind these two together and stand as witnesses to these truths?"

Fili watched as Kili and Tauriel came to stand before them. Between the pair was little Finli with each of his hands holding one of his parents, both slightly bent to accommodate the dwelfling's small stature. As he walked, he did not seem sure of where he wanted to look, his wide eyes kept going from one lantern to the next, then up to the balconies above where the smaller lights were twinkling almost like stars. Fili tried to imagine what all this looked like from the perspective of one who is barely just over a year and a half. He is surprised his little nephew is not overwhelmed.

"We stand as witnesses for this pair." Tauriel clearly declared. Ever the comfortable public speaker, his sister. All that time ordering elves about as captain trained her up good with speaking publicly. Fili gave her a warm smile, which she returned as she looked over to Kili.

"Mahal, with our eyes, we have witnessed the bond of this pair. The strength of their love and their connection is undeniable." Kili reached into his pocket and pulled out one brick of gold. Fili gave him a questioning look, there was supposed to be two, but then movement caught his eye, and he watched Tauriel produce a second. Ah, of course, they would do something like that. "I have witnessed the union of the brother of my own blood to his one, she that stands beside him that shall now and forever be my sister."

"As have I. We come as one to give our blessing and with this gold, bind them." Tauriel finished.

Bending down, Kili picked Finli up into his arms, then handed Finli the brick he had just held, and whispered something into his ear. At first the babe just looked at the gold curiously, but with another word from his father, passed the brick to Balin who grinned encouragingly at the smallest son of Durin. Tauriel then gave her brick to Fin who caught on and instantly passed the brick to Balin, who bowed low to the littlest of the princes.

Balin placed the bricks in the smelter and they watched, Finli's eyes transfixed on the molten metal as it traveled to the forms, and through a special technique was cooled instantly. Kili handed Finli to Tauriel and pulled the rings from the mold, checking them over with a jeweler's expert eye before polishing them and lifting them high for all to see. "We stand to unify this pair, joining them as one before Mahal."

Kili stepped away from the smelter and handed the rings to Finli who knew immediately what to do, pass them to Balin. "Well done my darling." Tauriel praised just above a whisper, as she placed her lips on his chubby cheek eliciting a giggle from the small princeling. Kili laced his fingers with Tauriel's and they moved back to Dis and the rest of the family.

Balin gave Fili and Viltarra a tearful grin then looked to the room, having to ask for traditions sake, but, knowing it was really unnecessary. "If there is any here who would make a case as to why these two should not be bound, do so now, for once done, their union would be unbreakable."

A pounding heart, heavy breathing, and Hiril panting was all Fili heard as seconds felt like hours. He smiled and released a breath when after an appropriate amount of time, Balin gave his final words. "Then, with these rings, and the authority I have, I forever bind these two, as one." He looked to each of them, "May your life be filled with so much love, hope, and happiness. Your future is bright, dear ones, let it guide your path to true and utter joy." He rose his voice declaring, "Mahal bless this union, and when their time in the great mountain of life is complete, may they be ushered in as one to the great halls of Mandos just as they are in this moment. Husband, and wife."

Fili did not skip a beat as he pulled Viltarra straight to his lips just as the room vibrated with the sounds of cheers, the company being among the loudest. It took Kili tapping his brother on the shoulder to stop the newly wed pair before they consummated their relationship in front of the entire mountain.

Fili looked un-concerned and leaned in for another drink of his wife's lips. His wife. Officially, not just elfishly. Viltarra was now completely, wholly, and unarguably his, and he could not be happier…except for the annoying tapping sound of his uncles' foot and his mams tutting. The ultimate finality came when a small tug of her gown caused Viltarra to lean back and look down right into a pair of wide, brown, eyes. "Cake. Please."

Fili turned and glared at his brother, who was grinning broadly. "He did ask nicely." All the while, Tauriel held a hand over her mouth, smothering her laughter as she leaned into Kili.

Seeing he has lost this battle, Fili threw his hands up into the air. "Fine, you little troll. Come on, let's go get cake." He endearingly rolled his eyes as his tiny nephew waddled up to his da, who threw him high into the air, eliciting a bright laugh.

Leaning into his wife, Fili grumbled, "Tonight, the door is locked, barred, and I am putting the wardrobe in-front of it." Viltarra snickered, but then sighed when Fili added "And find a sitter for the warg."

The feast was taking place directly following the ceremony and Kili could smell the delicious scents wafting from all the food in the hall, it was practically intoxicating. He looked up at Tauriel who was craning her neck to see over the mass of dwarves all around them. Kili did not know HOW it happened, but somehow, Fili and Viltarra disappeared. He had an idea of why they did but of all times to do it, now was not it.

"This has Fili written all over it, Meleth Nin." Tauriel sighed. She was hungry, and Fili's little disappearing act meant she was being kept from both her son, and food, until they find them. She may kill him herself. "Must he be so difficult and impatient? If we do not locate them quickly, his head will be quite thoroughly hung." She watched the look on Kili's face and slapped her hand over his mouth, groaning. "Do not say it Kili! I heard what I said too late."

Tauriel felt more than saw her husband's broad grin, and she pulled her hand away…but not before Kili caught and pulled it to his lips…placing a kiss on each of her fingers. "Kili, now is not the time, we need to find Fili and Viltarra." Sighing, Kili laced his fingers with hers and the pair began their search walking towards the royal chambers.

At present, Finli was with Thorin who was the first to notice the missing couple, sending Kili and Tauriel off to find them BEFORE Dis noticed. About to descend the stairs, Kili gave a slight yelp when Tauriel pulled him backwards, the young dwarf nearly falling onto the floor, catching himself in the last minute. He gave an accusatory look at his wife who was looking in the direction of the main entrance. Interesting. "Amralime?"

Without replying Tauriel hauled Kili towards the entrance hall and paused. She knew she heard something. She listened carefully and scanned the room. "Amra.."

"SHH!" Tauriel slammed her hand over her prince's mouth, effectively cutting him off. Since he was unable to keep silent, she kept it in place, ignoring Kili rolling his eyes while he watched her…silently…but not by choice. Straining her sensitive years, Tauriel waited. It was a moment later she finally heard a soft shuffling ahead and to the right. Aha. She removed her hand and pulled Kili around the corner to see Hiril laying on the ground, staring at a closed door. Tauriel looked at Kili and pointed. "Found them. Do you wish to interrupt, or shall I?"

Kili snorted and rapt his knuckles on the door. "Oh dear brother and sister…you are being missed for your own celebration. I suggest you put a pause on…whatever you are doing, and join in the fun before it is mam that comes and finds you." Kili folded his arms and leaned against the wall beside the door, Tauriel stifling a laugh at his casual request.

The door opened and Viltarra peaked out, nearly laughing herself before opening the door fully and patting Hiril on the head. Tauriel looked her up and down and noted not a gem, tie, or piece of hair was out of place. Either Fili was…very precise, or, they were not up to what Kili thought. "Sorry. We just wanted a moment to ourselves before we were waylaid. Dis is not upset, is she?"

Fili came right behind her and wrapped her in his arms, pulling her back to his front. He took in Tauriel's accusing stance and his brother's teasing smile and rolled his eyes. "What did you think we were up to? You cannot think we were ditching the party for that did you? I do have SOME self-control you know." He acutely ignored Viltarra's look, she knew she did not have any semblance of self-control at the moment, and doubted his was any better.

The smile dropped from Fili's face, however, and he leaned into Kili, whispering, "How long do we have to stay? When did you get to leave?"

"When everyone was too drunk to notice us gone." Tauriel supplied before Kili could answer. Fili groaned, that would take ages.

Sighing, Tauriel took a step back. "Come, I have Thorin distracting Dis with Finli. It will only work for so long before he calls in for back-up, or amad takes notice and sends the entirety of the guard searching for you." Tauriel relaced her fingers with Kili's and with the newlywed couple in tow, entered the feast hall.

Upon entering, Fili and Viltarra were met by another eruption of cheers. Yet even as he waived his gratitude, Fili leaned down to his bride. "We leave as SOON as we go unnoticed." Viltarra said nothing in response, just shot him a look and dragged him to the high table where they had seats of honor.

Just as with Kili and Tauriel's celebration, the dwarrows came in singles, pairs, and families to give and share gifts, give their blessing, and offer wisdom to the new pair. This Fili enjoyed. Not for the gifts, he was not that kind of dwarf, he certainly learned from his uncle the hard way about what being materialistic can do to you. No, he enjoyed it because with each gift, blessing, and piece of wisdom given them, he got to kiss his new bride.

When the line of dwarrow diminished, Fili leaned into Viltarra. "Can we go now?" As if Mahal had been listening, that was when the music began.

"What? You aren't going to take me out for a dance?" Viltarra lifted a brow and waited. Unable to deny her anything, Fili rose from his seat, gave her a low bow, and escorted her to the dance floor.

"Kili?" Turning his attention from his son in his lap, Kili looked over to his mam who was looking at the dancing couple.

Eyes going from Viltarra and Fili, to his mother who was still looking away, Kili answered, "Yes mam?"

"You are responsible to make certain your brother does not leave this hall BEFORE it would be deemed appropriate." Kili groaned in response. Babysitting duty.

"Yes mam." Dis looked away from Fili and smiled at her youngest.

Knowing he better get down there to keep closer tabs on Fili, so he would not disappear again, Kili stood and handed Finli to Thorin who was more than eager to take the babe. Though before stepping away, he leveled his uncle with a stern look….which was an ironic role reversal for the pair. "No more cake. He will give you moon eyes, he will pout, and he will beg, but divert his attention…or something. He has already eaten his entire plate of cake, most of mine, and half of Tauriel's." Thorin narrowed his eyes at Kili then sighed, and nodded his head once that he understood.

Grabbing Tauriel's hand, Kili now was able to turn most of his attention to his own one. "Care to join me for a dance while simultaneously keeping Fili from fleeing his own feast?" Tauriel giggled and nodded, placing her hand in his and allowing him to guide her to the dance floor where he took up the space directly beside his brother.

With his brother just steps away and within his and Tauriel's peripheral vision, Kili was able to focus on his wife; this stunning creature who he was blessed to walk the path of life beside. Kili thought back to when his memories were lost, when he had declared her to be…what was it…solemn and severe. Lifting his brown eyes, Kili took in the vibrant smile that lit her eyes and his heart sang at the laugh that bubbled up from her breast when he spun her.

Severe and solemn, what was he thinking? Kili knew what he was thinking…he was thinking how he had such a deep, undeniable desire to take her then and there when he did not even know her, it scared him out of his breeches. Even without memories, Tauriel called him to her, and he was all too happy to heed that call. Kili has no doubts, given time, he would have fallen completely and utterly in love with her again. He was already heading down that path before his memory was returned, despite fighting it. His plan to go to Ered Luin…would have involved her and Finli going along with him. In any life, in any timeline, in any universe, he was destined to bind himself to her, and he never wished to be parted from her again.

"Can we leave NOW?" Fili whispered as they ended a dance. Viltarra elbowed him as Kili pulled away from Tauriel to watch Dis and Vin come down.

"No. You need to dance with your mother and I with my da. Then, Kili and Tauriel. Where were you when we spoke of this? Because you obviously weren't paying attention." Fili huffed and plastered a smile on his face, stepping the several paces to take his mams hand and lead her into a dance, Vin doing the same with Viltarra.

"You don't think you would mind giving me the honor of a dance, G'siel? It was denied me when you were wed, but I would love the chance now. Better late than never right?" Tauriel felt her heart warm as Naurfaer stood before her, shuffling from foot to foot as he waited for her response.

"It would be my honor, auduadarya." It was a slight adjustment for Tauriel, dancing with someone much taller than her, rather than the dwarrow who were all slightly shorter. "We have not had a chance to speak, with the wedding preparations and ceremony requiring all of our attention since you returned, but I have something I want to say. Naurfaer, I don't know how to thank you for what you have given me, for what you did for Kili. I shall never be able to fully relay my gratitude, or my relief to have him back, and to have you here as well."

"You have nothing to thank me for, Tauriel. I think it is time you were shown that family will return for you, though I may be a few…six…centuries late." The elf smiled at his granddaughter. "Your mother sends her love." He added with a soft smile. "She wanted you to know how much she loves you, your father too, and how proud they are of you as well. She is also quite enamored by Finli, from where she is able to watch."

When Tauriel bit her lip, the same nervous habit Ithildin had when she wanted to say something but did not know what to say or how to ask, Naurfaer gave her a wry grin. "Go ahead, ask anything. I have nothing to hide."

"No, of course not." Tauriel sighed. "I was just…well…why did you choose to come back? I am glad you did, of course." She quickly added. "But I know I have not been the most…welcoming in the family. But I do love you Naurfaer, the family and I need you, and I want Finli to have you in his life. Honestly, nothing has felt right with you gone, but it could not have been easy to leave your daughter, my father, or your place in Valinor."

The elf paused their swaying for a moment, thinking back to Valinor. "It was not as difficult as you may think. I will see her again, starlight. But, right now, my place is with the family I have still living." Tauriel felt her eyes fill with tears at the endearment that felt, right, as Naurfaer continued. "I have yet things to accomplish here, and when I feel them complete, and only then, will I be ready to take my place in Valinor beside my family. They are going nowhere, so, I choose to be here, with you and Kili, Finli and Thorin, Dis, Fili, and Viltarra. My living family."

Tauriel pulled him close, wrapping her arms around his neck and finally allowing herself to fully accept this singular elf into her heart for good. He would never leave her by choice, and should he have to, he has already proven that he will always come back for her.

When their dance ended, Naurfaer kissed Tauriel on the brow and passed her hand to a waiting Fili, who was beaming at his sister. "My turn Tauri. Mahal's great and mighty anvil, you would think it was YOUR wedding. Didn't you know tonight is all about me? Yet you keep ME waiting. Tsk. Such impertinence."

"Oh, do forgive me my Lord, I had not realized you were waiting on me." Tauriel swept low into a mocking bow.

Fili clucked his tongue. "Oh, and now cheek?"

Tauriel rolled her eyes and grasped his hand. "Close your mouth and dance with me, or I will request another round of toasts. I am sure Bofur and Balin have several more.."

A hand stopped words from leaving her mouth and she lifted a perfect brow at her brother. "Don't even think about it." Tauriel chuckled from behind his hand and Fili pulled away and escorted her into a dance.

Not even halfway through their promenade, Fili leaned into Tauriel. "Help me out here little sister. It can't be much longer we have to stay can it? There isn't some, magic you can wield to cut the evening short? A herb to get everyone merrier faster? Some way to speed up time?"

"I am afraid I lack all of those abilities dear brother. I do have a suggestion, however." Fili gave her the 'go on' look and Tauriel leaned in. "Is it not said, the stronger the drink, the heavier the fog? Perhaps now would be a good time to bring up some of Thorin's stores. During the last Yule feast we were all together, there was that one barrel that got even many of the elves sheets gone within only a few drinks in."

Fili gaped then kissed her cheek. "I love you!" He abandoned her on the dance floor and ran out of the hall. Shaking her head, Tauriel looked up to Thorin who was still holding Finli, Finli who had two fists covered in cake, cake that was right in front of him. Tauriel sighed. So much for no more cake, Kili will not be pleased. The sugar will keep their little miracle up for a bit longer, but her son will crash soon, and hard.

"Did he seriously leave you in the middle of a dance?" Tauriel looked over at her husband who was spinning Viltarra under his arm while looking at his own wife. Viltarra shot her eyes to Tauriel, the elf nodding her head in the direction of the hall entrance where Fili was just running back through, a large keg held firmly in his arms. They watched as Fili motioned for Bombur, animatedly indicating from the large dwarf, to the keg, then back up to Thorin who was now glaring at the prince from where he sat.

Chuckling, Tauriel turned from the amusing scene to her husband. "It is alright meleth nin, I quite understand." She gave Viltarra a knowing glance, then turned back to her own prince. " I think I need to go retrieve our son. Apparently, your request was denied." Kili looked confused for a moment then he narrowed his eyes and looked up at Thorin. The young prince cursed under his breath seeing Finli shove even more cake into his mouth.

"He is going to be sick tonight." Kili sighed. Tauriel silently agreed, knowing just how much cake Finli had eaten even before Thorin gave him more. With a shake of her head, Tauriel let Kili continue his dance with Viltarra and made his way up to the royal table.

Taking the seat beside Thorin, Tauriel gave her son an amused look, then turned accusing eyes to the patriarch of the family. "Mama!" She looked back at her son unable to keep a grin from spreading across her lips as she took him in. "Cake mama."

"I see that. Did pop get that for you?" Finli nodded and leaned back against Thorin's chest, lifting his chin to look up at Thorin from where his head lay, a bright smile across his cake covered face. "I think we need to get you cleaned up." Tauriel sighed. "Come my little star, lets go wash those hands."

The eleth scooped Finli off of Thorin's chest and stepped out of the hall to the linked kitchen, where she could get some water and a cloth to clean Finli up enough to deem him presentable until he could get his bath a little later.

While she was gone, Naurfaer sat in the seat Tauriel once vacated and picked up the piece of cake Finli had been previously eating. He took a fork and began devouring the bits the toddler had not touched with his little fingers. "I think all in all, it turned out perfect, for only having a day to put it all together. A definite well done to everyone."

Thorin looked over at Naurfaer and nodded his agreement. "We certainly could not have done it without you. I am glad you came back. I think, finally, things will slowly return to life, real, full, life. There is still yet much healing to be done, but, I believe we can get through it, now that the entire family is back together."

Naurfaer hummed then turned to Thorin. "That reminds me, I have a message for you from Valinor." Thorin looked curiously at Naurfaer, but did not ask, only waited for the elf to continue.

"My daughter, Ithildin. She wished me to give her personal thank you, for accepting and loving Tauriel as if she was one of your own. I too add my gratitude for that. She shines so brightly with you and your family. Her place has always meant to be here, among the dwarrow. An odd thing to think, an elf finding her place with dwarves, but it does not take long to see how well she fits. She will not take a place in Valinor with Ithildin, Findyyr, or I." Naurfaer caught sight of long red hair and he watched as she stopped to speak to Leotti. So naturally she inclined her head as she conversed animatedly with the smaller blonde. It was hard to picture her in the city of Mirkwood, where her vibrance would be forcefully dimmed and her spirit bound and broken to fit the mold of a proper eleth.

Thorin followed Naurfaer's eyeline and took in his elven daughter. "I appreciate her gratitude, but it is unnecessary. Tauriel, she quite drew us all in. Not just a perfect match for Kili, but a perfect fit to the family as well. The daughter Dis never had, nor I. The sister Fili needed, and the completion of Kili's spirit. Life without her near would be, inconceivable."

Thorin allowed his eyes to travel to Viltarra. "It is nice to have another join the family. Viltarra is quite different from Tauriel in many ways, but, like our beloved elf, Viltarra too brings an additional sense of completion to our lives. I doubt Dis nor I could find any in all of middle earth who would match Fili so well." Taking a swig of his ale Thorin sighed, his voice taking on a sad note as he spoke. "Not all dwarrow find their one, many go their entire lives searching, or thinking they do not have a match. Those of us who have found ours, we are a rare bunch. It is a great gift that not only have both Fili and Kili found their soul's mates in their lifetime, but that they were given a chance to spend their lives together. A great gift indeed."

Naurfaer looked at Thorin, filing away what he had said for another time. For the moment though, Dis looked as if she could use another dance. So, without another word, Naurfaer gave Thorin a pat on the back just as he was taking a sip from his mug, causing some of the ale to spill onto the king which earned him the famous Durin death glare in response…which the elf easily ignored. Instead, Naurfaer leapt up to bypass Dis on her way to the table, sweeping her back onto the dance floor for another go-around.

Wiping his hands of the sticky drink, Thorin rolled his eyes then peered across the room and watched his sister with amusement. He and her shared many of the same pains in their lives and he is thankful for her strength, and ever grateful for the joy he receives from having her by his side.

A blonde head caught his eye and he chuckled when Fili began dispersing some of the more, potent, wines and ales. Someone seems to want to have the evening done sooner rather than later. He should go kill him for getting into his personal stores and likely emptying all of his best and most potent spirits, but one look from his young nephew to his bride, and he was sitting back and continuing to nurse his own ale. Thorin did not blame him for wanting to get the evening over sooner, he did not blame him at all.

Tauriel was a genius. Not a half hour after giving out some of Thorin's better brews, Fili and Viltarra became less of a commodity and more, invisible. "Can we go now….?"

Having heard this one, Vin laughed. "I think it is safe for you two to get away."

Dis added in her own approval, laughing when she realized what Fili had done. Thorin will be complaining about this later, she just knew it. "Go on." She kissed each one on the head. "I will have meals sent to your room for the remainder of the week, and Naurfaer has agreed to take Hiril for as long as you like, so do not worry about your warg. Now, off with you."

Fili gave his mam one final hug, and excitedly pulled a laughing Viltarra out the door, down the hall, and up the stairs to the royal wing. He BARELY acknowledged the guards who were giving the pair catcalls on the way by as they all but ran into their chamber, Viltarra having to clutch her skirts in her hand to keep from falling with Fili's near spring to their rooms.

In a flash, Fili pushed her fully into the chamber then slammed the door shut, locked it, and pulled the side table in front of it for good measure. He then scanned the room, looking up into the rafters and on-top of the cabinets.

"What are you looking for Fili?" Came Viltarra's amused voice.

"Kaw, the demon spy bird." Fili growled. "The MOMENT I start kissing you, the last thing I want to hear is 'pretty bird'."

Viltarra burst into laughter at the high-pitched imitation. "You sound nothing like him, his little croaking voice is much lower."

"But still every bit as annoying." Fili griped.

Viltarra walked backwards, giving Fili a look that had every thought leave his head instantly and ALL the blood in his veins pool in one, very prominent, location. His wife smirked and leaned forward to grab onto his outer coat, forcing him to follow her. "I believe, the rooms are both raven and warg free…for at least tonight. What do you plan on doing with that freedom…hm?"

"So, so much." Even as he was being guided into the room, Fili threw off his circlet not caring where it landed on the ground, he will retrieve it later. He then shrugged off his coat, letting it fall to his feet which was closely followed by his vest and belt. He toed off his boots at the door, then proceeded to push Viltarra down to sit on the bed, so that he could help her remove her own shoes before slowly sliding the stockings down her legs, kissing her calves as he pulled them fully away.

"Fili." His name was like a prayer on her lips as she pulled the tunic over his head from where he knelt before her. Of course, living together, she has seen Fili in all manners of dress, but she could actually act on her desires now and that freedom was a fire that filled her with radiating heat. Neither needed words, to them, actions spoke so much louder. With a few flips of the wrist, Fili had the laces of his trousers undone. Her dress was a bit more…complicated and took some extra patience.

"Leotti made this a puzzle on purpose." Fili growled, getting the laces in the complicated bodice tangled. Beyond frustrated…in more ways than one…Fili leaned around his wife to look into her eyes. "How much do you love this dress?"

With a wide grin, Fili produced a dagger ready to make ease of the laces, but Viltarra grasped his wrist. "Don't even think about it, Fili! I love this dress and I want to keep it. IF you make even ONE cut in it, you can sleep in the other room."

Well, there was his answer. Fili groaned and threw the dagger onto the end table then went back to work trying to untangle the masses of laces. Eventually, Viltarra took pity on him and was able to squirm her way out of the bodice without much more unlacing. Not quite how she pictured getting out of her dress, but she is positive there will be many more opportunities for Fili to peel layers off her. Right now, they were just both hyper focused on getting to one point. Viltarra kicked her beloved dress away so she could slam her lips onto Fili, the heat from her bared skin meeting his causing a shudder to ripple down her spine and straight to her toes.

Fili removed his final layers as he backed them to the bed, all the while he tasted nothing but her. His one. His wife. Never in his life had he ever felt so complete, so whole, as when he joined with his soulmate for the first time. Leaning back, trying to catch his breath, Fili pressed his forehead to hers. "I love you." His voice was barely a whisper. She immediately responded, "I love you, my Fili." He sealed his lips to hers, then sealed their union.

Tauriel leaned away as another wave of water came rushing at her. Kili was already soaked, and she was well on her way to matching her husband. The eleth honestly did not know why she was still fighting an obviously already lost war. "Darling, let us keep the water IN the tub and not on…" A rush of water came at her face causing her to cease her speaking and close her eyes. A cloth towel was used to gently wipe the dripping water from her cheeks and eyelids, quickly trailed by a soft pair of lips which caused Tauriel to warm from the inside out.

"I do not think he is up for listening tonight, amralime." Kili chuckled.

Tauriel opened her eyes and smiled at her boys. One in the tub, a wide grin showing a few teeth, which matched one a bit bigger with a mouth full of teeth just beside her. Kili laughed when another splash of water hit them both and he grabbed a second towel and lifted his son from the tub. "Alright, enough water wars. How about adad gets you ready for sleep while amad drains the tub and gets a chance to change."

Tauriel watched with amusement as Kili left the room, knowing he was much more damp than she was. She drained the tub then set about to get herself ready for sleep, taking her hair down, pulling her gown over her head, and donning one of Kili's long tunics.

A bright shimmer in her mind had her placing a hand on her belly. "Hello little one. The excitement keeping you up as well? I am sure your da has a song for you too. Come. Let's go say goodnight." Tauriel pulled on a pair of Kili's drawstring trousers and walked into her son's room.

With Finli in his lap, Kili was sitting in the large chair beside the cradle, singing a song in Khuzdul. It depicted the story of Durin the deathless on one of his many adventures. Tauriel was quite sure some of the details were not in the texts she studied, which meant they were either made up by Kili or more likely, embellished legends told and sung to dwarflings. Whichever the case, the song was beautiful, made even more so when sung by Kili, his deep, warm, tones filling the room and vibrating through her entire being. Unable to resist, Tauriel sat at his feet, laying her head on his knee, and listened.

She was half asleep when Kili trailed his free hand through her hair. Looking up, Tauriel noticed Finli was asleep against Kili's chest, the prince gesturing to his cradle with his eyes. Getting the idea, Tauriel stood from the floor and walked with him over to the bed, Kili placing his son carefully down onto the mattress.

The cradle was made to last until Finli was old enough to be able to sleep in a bed, it will be likely, another would need to be made, as Finli won't be old enough when the baby comes to safely be able to use a normal bed yet. Kili had no problems with that and was already considering designs for the second addition.

The pair watched him sleep for several minutes before Kili placed his chin on her shoulder to whisper in her ear. "I have something to show you. Join me?"

Tauriel sighed happily. "Always." She breathed in response, and Kili laced his fingers with hers and guided her out of the room. He led her into their chamber then out the balcony doors, Tauriel's eyes not leaving her husband even for a moment.

Kili turned to her, lifting his hand to push a strand of her long red hair behind her hear. "Do you recall our first conversation?"

Tauriel cringed. "When you asked me to throw you a dagger?"

Kili laughed and shook his head. "No, the first…actual…conversation we had."

Thinking, Tauriel hummed. "The stars. You had called them cold and distant, but then drew me in with a story of a fire moon."

"Yes, that one!" Kili excitedly proclaimed, then brushed his thumb over her cheek. "My precious star, how I wanted to steel you away to great adventures. To sleep under your stars and chase after fire moons, together." Kili looked up into the night sky, turning his wife in his arms and held her tightly against him as he pointed up to the giant, red, moon filling the sky.

Tauriel gasped and did nothing to stop the tears that fell from her eyes, gazing at the sky in awe. "It is your fire moon my Kili. So bright and beautiful, filling all it touches with light. Just as you do, my beautiful Kili, for me." Keeping her eyes on the moon, Tauriel turned her head enough to settle a bit more into Kili. They sat in silence for a moment, watching the great moon above.

"Kili?" Her prince hummed to show he was listening. "You are my greatest adventure. I need for nothing when you are here, beside me. I would give up every star in the sky, every fire moon, to have you." Tauriel turned herself to face him, Kili's arms not leaving her, but rather, pulling her back in close once she was fully turned. Lifting her hands, Tauriel cupped Kili's face, leaning her forehead against his. "I love you my Kili."

Kili decided to not respond in words, instead, he sought their connection, and pushed his feelings for her through, smiling at Tauriel's gasp as her mind was filled with the strength of his feelings for her. He should have seen it coming, but the impact of her reciprocated feelings caused his knees to buckle, and the pair to fall to the ground. Tauriel smirked at Kili's gaping smile. She pushed him onto his back and hovered over him, smiling brightly. "I do believe we have about an hour before someone escapes his confines and seeks us out, or I should say, until Kaw comes back from wherever he went and becomes an accomplice."

Kili traced a finger down her jaw then back up again, tracing her ear slowly up to its point which caused chills to erupt over Tauriel. "A lot can be done with an hour, amralime. Where do you think we should begin?"

Tauriel smiled. "Oh, I think we are well past the beginning, but there are still yet many, many paths to take."

Kili's chuckles vibrated through his chest. There were many paths to take, many roads and adventures, many trials and joys, and still many wounds to heal. Though, for right now, for this moment, he will be happy to remain where he was, his arms around his one, as they came together under the glow of a bright fire moon.

Original Authors Note: Awwwww, the fire moon. I always loved that bit! This is the end of ACT II but worry not, I already have plans for ACT III. Still many little adventures to be had BUT I do think the next ACT will be primarily fluffy and domestic. I am giving them a break from trauma for awhile. We will see for how long though. :D. I haven't even started the next ACT yet, so give me a few weeks or more and I will get that going. See you soon!