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.

86. ACT V Chapter 28

Scroll down past my ramblings for the chapter. Unless you want to read my ramblings. And shout outs. But if you want to read the chapter first, just scroll.

Authors notes at the top: I lied. I am so sorry, apparently there is ONE more chapter in Mirkwood, lol, then they are going home. Also it's the NEXT chapter I am not done with, this one just needed editing but I have not had a whole lot of spare time so though I SHOULD have been able to get this to you sooner…you get it today.

This is also an early Christmas present because unfortunately I won't be able to finish then proof the next chapter before the holiday. I really wanted to do a holiday shot too, but I just don't have the time. It might be after the holidays. We will see.

OH, and thank you for all your kind words! It looks like everyone wants more family life before the great war, so we shall do some more ACTS and definitely more adventures. And yes, a trip to the Shire as a must. So we will be doing that for sure. I just have to decide who I want to come, and who I want to stay in Erebor to keep and eye on the mountain. Someone has to stay, and I THINK I know what I am going to do. But its still unwritten so I might change my mind.

How about some shout outs before we get to the chapter:

RinaHaven: I think they are all looking forward to getting home too. And I feel SO SO much better, thank you. I still don't know what I had, but it was pretty miserable that's for sure. Now I get to enjoy the holidays and that makes me so much happier. 😊

DocNikki: Kili definitely needed an intervention. The poor dear, I just keep putting him through it, lol. Its because I love him. He probably wishes I loved him less. MWAHAHAHA. Ohhh, and I am actually working on that reunion right now XD. I can't wait to finish it and get it out. Got a few loose ends to tie up before we wrap up this ACT and I can start on the next one. And I have been thinking about adding good old Tom in here somewhere! I think a trip to the shire is where he might make a debut in the Reforged Universe. He resides outside the old forest, BUT…he could be traveling around so maayybeee he could make a visit sooner. I think it would be interesting to add Aragorn in too. Maybe we should have him come to Erebor with Legolas…hmmmmmm. The ideas are turning! And yes, Moria is coming. The battle of five armies took place in middle earth year TA 2941 and Balin leaves Erebor for Moria around TA 2989. At the moment we are at about TA 2961-2 in this ACT with Bilbo's birthday being TA 3001 which is the start of the Fellowship era. So we got another 27 or so years before Balin requests to lead a group to Moria. That's gonna break my heart BTW, because I love Balin but him going to Moria is crucial to the LOTR story so he has to go. I'M KEEPING ORI THOUGH! That may be a spoiler, but he's staying. I don't care what the lore says, I'm attached to him and he has a wife and kids. Including a baby on the way. Just…no. As if Leotti would approve him going anyway. Lol.

Syeern: HAPPY HOLIDAYS! I literally just ran outside to watch a parade go by my house. XD. The fire station down the street covers their trucks and EMT vehicles with Christmas lights and they always have a Santa and Ms. Claus. But they added the grinch this year and I was like a kid again, waving happily. I love it. Got a bit more in the holiday spirit from that. But yes! Tauriel is the glue that holds everything together. Not on purpose, but it is a fact. And she definitely needs a vacation, lol. Or a staycation because she is probably no interested in leaving Erebor for a bit. She's got some healing to do. And it seems you and everyone else who left a review here and on Ao3 all want more before we start wrapping things up. I did, in fact, plan on doing either a short ACT or a oneshot of the ancestors halls. So you bet your buttons that is happening. I also promised someone on Ao3 I would write a scene with Gildrid and the makers, so that's happening too. I am not sure either if Frodo ever met the dwarves, I THINK somewhere, it is mentioned Balin visited, and I believe Gloin is mentioned to have visited. I would assume most did, except Bombur. But that is because according to Tolkien, he got so big he couldn't leave Erebor. I should put him on a diet. Lol. But that was supposed to happen right after the Battle…and I kind of have him running the kitchen and helping on the council. So maybe that is keeping him from the aforementioned fate. He's also got a LOT of kids and they will definitely keep one moving about. I am sure, Bofur and the others visited too. It seems unlikely they wouldn't have with their personality and fondness for Bilbo.

I have a few who also personally message me, and I wanted to say thank you to you too! You all make me feel, alive. To steal a phrase from our beloved Kili.

Enjoy! I will see you at the end.

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Tauriel tickled Naufi as he sat in her lap speaking a mile a minute about the bow Legolas had shown him that he couldn't even get to move even a little, but how his da got it to shoot four bullseyes on the first try. Apparently, it turned into a bit of a very early morning competition to which Legolas, if only narrowly, was the victor.

Naufi had been the one to wake them very early in the morning, carefully crawling away from Thorin, and gently climbing into bed where his parents still slept not wanting to hurt his mama. He had been unable to sleep any longer because he was just too excited to be going home so he could tell Orin, Fin, and Kilion all about the nosegouls and warrior sisters, and how he met a man who can turn into a lion who flies! All of which he told his mother as she woke and smiled at her son, brushing the hair out of his face as he spoke as animatedly as his father.

"NAZ-gul, darling, and that man is a shifter and has a name which you well know, it's Tork." Tauriel had giggled or more like wheezed as she tapped his nose and pulling him to her and ignoring the twinge of pain the action brought. But Naufi was already too awake and kept squirming about so there was no going back to bed for Kili and Tauriel. The actions nearly sent Tauriel into tears, and not just because of the pain it cause her which was intense, but also because her Naufi was back.

Poor Kili though, who seemed to want to sleep a bit longer. He had attempted to cover his head with a pillow to dampen the sounds around him, but the moment he felt his Tauriel's discomfort was the moment he stopped trying to fight waking up and instead turned on his side and slid his arm around both Tauriel and his son whose energy has nearly returned to its normal levels unlike Kili's.

With an excited gleam in his eyes, Naufi had asked if he could go to the archery class again with Aurias that morning one last time while everyone else was still asleep. Kili groaned but agreed. He knew his mind was mostly healed, but he still felt groggier in the morning than he was accustomed to. That...was mostly Tauriel's fault though. As her body healed, it was pulling energy from him to function now that their bond was whole again.

Ivethin had mentioned before they left the only reason she could come up with that Tauriel was doing better than she should considering the extent of her wounds, was because her body was siphoning Kili's energy to function and will continue to do so until it can function on its one once more. Therefore, Kili can expect to be more exhausted than normal as his wife uses his energy. Kili was more than fine with it, except for when he had to get out of bed on a cold morning while everyone else got to sleep in a bit longer.

"Makers beard, it is frigid." Kili had grumbled as he quickly ran to rebuild the dead fire and add logs to the flames to heat the room up as quickly as possible. He could see his breath in the air so it was much colder than he had anticipated, which would not do having a healing wife, a young son, and an infant in the room. "Don't they believe in insulation in this place?"

Tauriel smiled, her emerald eyes following her dwarven prince as he went into the bathing room for an early morning shower. When he came out of the bathroom he had his hands firmly tucked under his arms as his teeth chattered while he quickly raced to his traveling clothes that were near the fire so they could warm up while he was showering. Tauriel couldn't see out the window from the bed so she didn't know what it looked like outside...but considering how cold it was this morning she is sure the anticipated blizzard struck in full as they slept.

"The showers are heated, meleth nin, you did not need to freeze." Tauriel had said with a raised brow. He had sat beside her pulling on his boots and she could feel how cold he was.

"I am aware...but it takes way too long to heat up and I happen to know just how big the stick gets up the instructors..." He blinked at his son who was watching him curiously then Tauriel's disapproving glare...oh she knew what he was going to say especially since he finished the sentence through their bond which had her rolling her eyes. Kili cleared his throat opting not to finish that sentence out loud. "Right. They didn't like it when we ran late the other day so I want to make sure we are on time today...more to prove a point. You going to get ready Nauf? Or am I going shooting alone?"

Naufi beamed at his father and jumped out of bed, running to gather the outfit they had given him for the archery class and quickly pulling it on before coming to pull at Kili's hand. "Let's go da!" He tugged and Kili rolled his eyes but laughed quietly.

"Alright. Quiet down, you'll wake the room." Kili admonished, but Naufi continued to pull his father past their sleeping family and out the door. Though he did so as quietly as he could.

Tauriel was still exhausted so she went back to sleep knowing it was still long before sunrise and she just could not find the energy to get out of bed yet. She slept until the sun rose and filled the room with natural light, but she stayed in bed even after that, waiting for her Kili and their Naufi to come back.

Eventually, they returned just as the others were waking up, Taurion letting out a rather vocal demand for food to which Viltarra immediately began to fill. Tauriel sighed, the pressure of not being able to nurse hurt almost as much as her wound did. She will have her daughter soon, so at least that pain will be delt with within the next few days at the most...she hopes. Ivethin said she will feel discomfort from her lung and wound for weeks to come possibly even for several months, which Tauriel was more than happy to accept. It could have been a lot worse than it was.

After Kili and Naufi returned, Naurfaer was the first to come into the room that morning, pushing a trolley laden with trays saying he had breakfast for everyone. He also had news on the blizzard, and it was good news. Tauriel had peeked out the window when she got out of bed to see several inches of snow along the branches and exposed paths. She wasn't so concerned about it considering it was less than what she had anticipated. She remembers a winter two centuries ago when the city got nearly two feet of snow, so she has seen much more than this before.

Thorin had not said much while he ate his breakfast, rubbing the ache out of his neck as he glanced at the window as well, then around the room at his family. In fact, the only one who was actively speaking was Naurfaer who had not slept the night before and instead followed the storm. He informed them it had passed, but unfortunately another was spotted on the horizon. They had one day to get to Erebor before the next storm arrived. So they had a decision to make; risk the storm and leave that day...or stay here to wait out the next storm which looked worse than this one according to the elves.

All eyes were on Thorin as he rubbed his fingers through his beard while he weighed the benefits with the consequences of traveling. "Natha...do you think you can handle being in the wagon for half a day?"

Tauriel bit her lip, then nodded slowly. "I believe so." Of course certain motions set her off, and she knew the jolting of a horse drawn cart would be incredibly painful for her...but the idea of going home was worthy of dealing with that pain. "I just...want to go home." She sighed when Thorin gave her a skeptical look. "Ivethin already gave me approval to go, so the traveling won't cause me more harm..."

"But it will hurt you." Thorin gave her a look she had to turn away from. She hated, HATED, being looked at like that. Like she was weak, incapable, and lacking. She felt her cheeks heat up in embarrassment until a hand that was far cooler than normal lifted her chin to look up and she met a set of warm, blue, eyes. "I know that look...Natha, we will not think less of you if we have to stay a bit longer."

Fili nodded his agreement. "I know we all want to get home, little sister, but you were shot through just a week ago. A few more days delay won't hurt us."

Tauriel looked around the room, carefully interpreting everyone's expressions...but everyone seemed in agreement. However, Tauriel was resolute in her desire to travel and go home as soon as possible. She was done with this adventure and ready to be in her own halls where she can focus on her children and her recovery. "I can manage it, Kili will help with the bond. But I want to go home today, adad. Please."

Thorin nodded. "Alright. We will leave today. I am going to go inform Thranduil. Kili, Fili, if you can go see that the horses are made ready, and Naurfaer, can you arrange a cart we can borrow? It will need to be large enough to carry those gifts you received from the Avari as well as Tauriel, Viltarra, and Naufi."

"Can I ride a horse?" Naufi asked.

"No. You will be in the wagon with your mam." Thorin hummed. Naufi just shrugged and went back to eating. "Tauriel, I don't want you to exert yourself, rest today as much as you can and we will handle the packing and preparations."

"I will help with that." Viltarra volunteered. "We don't have a lot of things, so I should be able to pack the little we have up in just an hour or so."

"Very good. Alright, sounds like we have a plan. Naufi, stay here and help your mam and aunt. I want to be on the road well before noon today, preferably sooner."

The group had nodded and dispersed leaving Tauriel and Viltarra to handle the rooms though Viltarra insisted on doing the brunt of the work. Naufi too was more than happy to help, taking the packs Viltarra filled and dragging them to the door where he piled them up beside the trunks with the eggs he was not allowed to touch, so they could all be taken down as soon as his da, uncle, or gamp comes back.

When they were done, despite only doing a small portion of the work, Tauriel was beyond exhausted and rested in bed though she couldn't seem to fall asleep and instead sat with Naufi between her legs as she told him stories of Mirkwood forest, the ones filled with magic and wonder they told elflings. It helped calm her racing mind that was currently plagued with anticipation of getting home...some of that coming from Kili who couldn't seem to stop it from filtering to his wife. Tauriel found it amusing, and it solidified her decision to push them to leave today.

"Mama?" Tauriel looked down at Naufi who was playing with one of her long braids. "Do you think the Nosegoul...I mean Nazgul..." He corrected. "...will they come back for me?"

Tauriel pulled Naufi tightly to her, once again ignoring the severe and stabbing pain it caused her to hold her son. "Even if they tried, they would not be able to get to you in Erebor; not while I or your father walk this world. You are safe, Naufi. They will not succeed in taking you from me. Never again."

"Can we leave now? I want to go home." Naufi sighed.

Tauriel chuckled. "Soon my darling. Your da and gamp are getting the car ready and taking our things that won't fit on the horses down to load. But if you like, we can go down to help once your cousin is done eating. I believe your pop and uncle are already down there with Bofur."

Naufi looked to his aunt who also sat propped up on the bed beside Tauriel and Naufi, feeding Taurion one last meal before they left. "He sure eats a lot." Naufi sighed and plopped down. "Mama...Taurion is my cousin...right? How come he didn't come like Ithtiri or Vilia? Auntie Viltarra didn't have a baby tummy when she left."

Tauriel chuckled as she looked to Viltarra who smiled down at her nephew. "Taurion is special, Naufi. He came to our family a bit differently than Ithtiri, Vilia, and your other siblings and cousins did. But we love him just like we love Karra, and Dissah, and Vilia...and you and your brothers and sister as well."

"Why does he have pointy ears like you mama? We don't have those." Naufi asked, eyeing the perfectly pointed little ears on the eating baby. Viltarra was mostly covered, but his ears along with the wisps of straw-colored hair could be seen peeking out from the blanket Viltarra was covering herself with.

Tauriel hummed. "Because, he is an elf my darling. He does not have dwarven blood, but he will be a member of our family nonetheless."

"Oh." Naufi said. "I have elven blood too, right mama?"

"Yes my star."

"Then...why aren't my ears pointed like yours or Taurion's?" Naufi huffed. "I like his ears better. Mine are too big." He tugged on his ears and huffed.

Tauriel pulled Naufi close and nuzzled his ears. "I think your ears are perfect." Naufi squirmed and laughed as Tauriel pulled away looking seriously at him. "You, are perfect Naufi. Never say you wish to be anything but what you are my star...troublemaker and all." She smiled. "But please no more Nazgul. I can never lose you, I can never lose any of my children. I need you Naufi, like I need air and water."

Naufi pressed his face onto her shoulder. "I'm sorry mama. I promise to stay in the mountain. I think have seen enough nosegouls or nazguls or whatever they are, thank you." He looked at his mother thoughtfully from where he rested on her shoulder. "But…why don't we look like you more, mama? I don't look anything like Aurias or the other elven children here either, neither does Fin or Kilion...and Orin just looks like me. Shouldn't we look even just a little like the elflings here?"

Tauriel brushed his dark, copper, hair out of the way so she could see the large, rounded, appendage with so slight a point, one would have to look close to really notice it. As he grows, it will likely round out even more completely masking any indication he even had elven blood, at least as far as physical traits go. "We cannot choose what we get from our parents." She paused, trying to decide what to say and what not to say. "I...I chose a path my Naufi, one which I did not think would have effects on any but myself and possibly Kili...but I see once again, I have errored."

"What do you mean, mama?" Naufi pulled away and looked up at her.

Tauriel sighed and glanced at Viltarra who was simply watching her and listening as she had Taurion on her shoulder, gently but firmly patting him on the back. Looking back at her son, Tauriel brushed her finger over the very short, and currently fine hairs on his jaw. Thorin and Dis both had said it was common for dwarflings to have facial hair, but their beards did not fully come in until they were in their twenties at the earliest. For some, like Kili, the hair was minimal and sparse and could remain like that until they are even near a hundred years of age. While for others, like Thorin and Fili, their beards thickened in their twenties and thirties. To each their own, Thorin had said and smiled. He loved that his half elven grandchildren were outwardly, clearly dwarrow, fine facial hair and all.

"Mama, what do you mean?" Naufi asked again, tugging on her braids when she was lost in thought.

Tauriel hummed a laugh. "So impatient." She chastised and bopped his nose with her finger. "One day, I shall tell you...when I know you will truly understand my star. But, it is because of a very important choice I once made for myself, we feel, is why you and your siblings are more dwarven, than you ever will be elven."

"Was it Mahal?" Naufi asked pulling her wrist and pushing up her sleeve to trace the golden lines of her mark with his finger. It wasn't glowing at the moment, but it did shimmer like finely polished gold as it caught the light. "Did you do something for him?"

"Amralime, are you ready?" Kili came walking into the room interrupting whatever it was Tauriel was going to say as he ducked down to grab one of Naufi's boots off the floor. "Naufi, get your boots on. It's time to go home."

Naufi groaned and fell back on the bed. "But mama was about to tell me about her mark!" He whined.

Kili stood and lifted a brow while Tauriel just giggled and tickled her son's belly causing Naufi to laugh and curl into himself as he begged his mother to stop. "I told you, I will tell you when you are older my star." Tauriel finally said when Naufi quieted and stared at her with green eyes identical to hers. "Don't you want to go home? I am sure Orin and your brothers rather keen to see you."

That did it, and Naufi was off the bed and excitedly pulling his shoes. He was about to run to the door when Kili shook his head and bent down before Naufi could stand. "Not so fast." Kili said and pulled his son's shoes off and put them on the opposite, correct, foot. "I think, by now, you should know which shoe goes on which foot Naufi."

Naufi rolled his eyes. "Does it really matter?"

"It does if you enjoy sore feet and blistered toes." Kili said, tucking Naufi's pants into his boots before leaning up and kissing his son on the head and standing. He laughed at the sound of running feet and shook his head.

"Come on da! Mama! I want to go home!" Naufi opened the door and ran headlong into Naurfaer who snatched him up.

"Looks like someone is eager to get going. Your pop is as well." Naurfaer said with a laugh. "Starlight..." He stepped into the room to see Kili taking Tauriel's bag. "...Tork wants to speak to you before you go, and Thranduil has prepared some kind of ceremony of sorts he has requested we attend…Thorin has already approved and is down there with the king of the woodland flowers himself as we speak."

"There's a king of the flowers? Do we have to meet him before we go? Will it take long?" Naufi asked clearly annoyed at the prospect of more delays.

"He means Thranduil." Kili chuckled. "Really, Naurfaer, you shouldn't say things in front of mouths who will repeat them."

Naurfaer shrugged. "I never say anything I wouldn't say to good old Thrandy's face."

"Fair." Kili hummed.

"What's this about a ceremony?" Tauriel asked looking both surprised and confused. She made a sudden movement as she got off the bed that caught her off guard and she gasped at the pain it brought her.

"Starlight?" Naurfaer asked gently as Kili dropped their bags and moved right to Tauriel, rubbing his hands up and down her arms.

"Slow and easy breaths, amralime." He urged their bond to transfer more of her pain to him, nearly gasping himself at the sharpness. He almost put his foot down and said they were staying when the pain slowly became more tolerable as Tauriel focused her breathing.

"Mama?" Naufi asked softly, Tauriel taking one more soft but shallow breath before she turned a small smile to her son.

"I am alright my star. Just, healing." She waited for her heart to calm a bit more before asking Naurfaer again. "So, a ceremony?"

However, Naurfaer just shrugged. "I don't know anything about it so don't bother asking, and Legolas, it seems, doesn't know either. I suppose we will just have to find out."

Naufi huffed in Naurfaer's arms. "Does that mean we are NOT leaving?"

Kili ruffled Naufi's hair as he passed by once it seemed Tauriel was stable once more. "No, we are leaving. Just, not right away."

"I have the basket, sis." Kili said grasping Tauriel's hand in one hand, and the basket with Taurion's things in the other. He also had a pack on his back with the few clothes they while Naurfaer took what was remaining, including Tauriel's weapons. Tauriel could barely hold her own weight for extended walks, and after the momentary pain she just endured a few minutes ago she was not going to fight it.

"Thank you." Viltarra hummed to Kili as she re-swaddled her son who was currently asleep with a full belly. "Well, I am ready if you are. Where is Fili?"

"Talking to Legolas last time I checked. The horses are all ready and Thranduil gave us a small wagon we have Maryn and Galaddal attached to. Naurfaer will ride Elenath and you will be riding with Tauriel, Naufi, and I if that is alright with you." Kili asked stepping out of their room hopefully for the last time.

"I see no issues with that Kili, thank you. And the eggs?"

"Packed, secured, and ready to surprise auntie Nya along with the rest of our belongings. I ran as much as I could down when we got the cart to make it easier for us." Kili smiled wide, one eye constantly on his wife as they moved through the hall. "I know uncle is wary of them, but Nyaunni will be beyond thrilled to have a herd of aelúg. Honestly, I am a bit excited to have one too."

"Replacing Maryn with a set of wings, are you?" Naurfaer asked with a lifted brow.

"What?" Kili looked beyond aghast. "Absolutely not. Maryn will always be my first love." He hummed thoughtfully until Tauriel glared at him. "Oh...erm...second love. You know you come first, amralime." He moved to peck her on the cheek but Tauriel ducked around him and scowled, leaving him to walk down the corridor alone. "...HEY!" Kili yelled after her.

"Nice, Kili. I think with what she's been through…that is the last thing she needed to hear from you." Viltarra rolled her eyes and followed her sister mostly to make sure she was alright.

"Mama's mad at you." Naufi said unhelpfully. "And I am hungry, da."

Kili shook his head, wincing as his wife let him have it through their bond for his slip in words. "You just ate breakfast an hour ago, Naufi." He said grumpily as they passed through the entrance of the royal halls and down the large circular staircase that took them out of Thranduil's court. He ran his hands through his hair and down his face. Mahal he was tired, but whatever he felt, he knew was only an echo of how Tauriel was actually faring. He needed to be more aware of what he said while she was healing. Viltarra was right...she is going through enough.

"I am sorry, amralime." Kili said as soon as they hit the bottom of the steps leading to the pathways and bridges that weaved and crossed between the buildings. He had been behind her the entire time, giving her space while making sure she wasn't going to fall over. He felt her pain, so he knew she was hurting, but he also felt her resolve to make it as far as she could without help. Though she was nearly reaching her breaking point as she reached the last step. He moved to support her, but Tauriel gave him a sour look so he just walked beside her. Although after a moment she did sigh and allow him to sidle up next to her as he draped a hand across her waist to help her.

"At least I am second." She said after a moment as they continued on their way, but she was stopped by her solid, dwarven, anchor. Naurfaer and Viltarra just gave them a look as they passed by, Naurfaer telling Naufi he was sure they could find him a snack before they started their journey to Erebor.

"Kili, we have to go." Tauriel sighed and moved to follow Naurfaer, but Kili narrowed his eyes at her and held her in place until they were alone.

"Stop it." Kili said in a frustrated tone. He felt the hurt and pain coming from his wife and he winced again, not meaning to make the situation worse. Maryn was a horse for Mahal's sake. But maybe he shouldn't have stopped her so abruptly as he felt the tendrils of sharp, physical, pain leaking from her. He had not meant to hurt her, not in any way, but he seems to have done just that.

Tauriel looked at Kili, her eyes narrowed before she looked to the ground and nodded. "I'm sorry Kili." She took a deep breath and placed a half smile on her face.

However, Kili glared at her. "I said stop it." He gently pushed her until they were in the shadows and took her face in his hands. "What is this about? Since when have you been upset about Maryn?"

"I do not like to share you. You are mine."

Immediate shame hit him hard coming directly from Tauriel, followed by the pure and unfiltered embarrassment. Kili blinked at her as she opened and shut her mouth, her cheeks and ears bright red; she was mortified for her slip. That was a thought she had not meant to send but it fled from her regardless. "I thought I was your first love." Tauriel then said softly, knowing she may as well say everything on her mind.

Kili laughed. Laughed. Then as gently but firmly as he could, he pulled her lips down to his. He angled his head to deepen the kiss, pushing her up against the wall of the building which he cared less what it contained at the moment...his mind, and body, were otherwise occupied and fully invested in his...sometimes delicate...elven wife. He was mindful not to put any pressure on her, simply boxing her in with his wider frame, his arms were bracing on the wall behind Tauriel mostly to keep himself from pressing his body too much to hers and hurting her even more.

"DELICATE!" Tauriel ripped her lips from him.

"Oops." Kili said with a lopsided grin. "Didn't mean to send that one. See? We both slipped up."

Tauriel rolled her eyes and leaned her head against the wall behind her while Kili decided to attack her neck, one hand leaving the wall to push down a few of the layers she wore away so he could have access to her cool skin. "You know..." Kili hummed against her neck. "...I love Maryn, Tauriel. But it is you I NEED." He breathed her in, his nose running down the sensitive skin to her shoulder he could reach above her layers. "You will always be first in my life, to everyone and everything. You, my sons, and my Ithtiri. First. Amralime. And yes, first even to Maryn."

Tauriel was beyond embarrassed as she let out a deep breath that burned as it left her lungs, but she didn't care and welcomed the pain. "I know Kili. I 'm sorry." She shivered as he pulled away, the heated trail he left immediately rising with goose bumps the moment it was exposed to the cold air. "Being here for days...surrounded by the forest again I...I don't know what came over he."

Kili pulled her layers back up then pressed their foreheads together. "You know, you're mine too. Sharing you, with anyone, drives me to the brink of madness. Tauriel..." He breathed and pressed his lips to hers once more. "...my Tauriel. There is no need to be jealous of my horse. I love her like you love Galaddal. Or...should I be concerned..."

Tauriel snorted. "No. No. You are right. I think I just...I want to go home."

Kili rubbed his hands up and down her upper arms. "You have been through a lot this last month, and I know it is hard for you to be here. Are you alright?"

"Clearly not." Tauriel grumbled. "I really don't know what came over me Kili. I know you love Maryn, and I know you love me. Just...for a moment...I completely lost my senses." She closed her eyes, grounding herself in Kili. "Maybe it is just, everything that has happened in the last few weeks. Or…" She paused and closed her eyes. "…or maybe I just I feel stuck whenever I am here, like I have not spent twenty years under the earth. Like any moment, I will wake up to Legolas knocking on my chamber door and telling me I overslept for duty. Twenty years is nothing to an elf, Kili, yet, it has been everything to me."

Tauriel felt Kili's lips press go her jaw. "The only male allowed to wake you, Tauriel, is me." Kili growled in her ear and Tauriel opened her eyes to see his beautiful chocolate orbs nearly onyx black as the same feelings of jealousy she felt earlier, now flowed into her mind from Kili. The territorial look, was rather fetching on her husband and she found herself drawn to him.

Wrapping her arms around his waist, Tauriel pressed herself to him, her foot sliding between his so she could get as close to her Kili as possible. If only the Valar forsaken wound would let her press herself tightly to him instead of holding him loosely to keep her pain to a minimum. "You are not jealous of Legolas, are you Kili?"

Kili growled again as he pressed his face to her neck. "No." He finally grunted but Tauriel heard and felt the lie in his voice and his emotions.

"I have never had feelings for Legolas, Kili, not like the ones I have for you." Tauriel said softly into Kili's ear. "It would be like you having feelings for Fili."

Kili stiffened, then laughed as he leaned away and looked at her with a broad grin. "Fili is rather good looking. And we would have made beautiful children he and I." He hummed in thought. Tauriel just rolled her eyes at her husband who looked as if he was considering his brother romantically. He even wagged his brows causing Tauriel to snicker and swat him on the chest.

"Stop it. That is just..." She shuttered. "...no."

Kili only shrugged. "It wouldn't be the first time two members of a family had a romantic rendezvous, Tauriel. Cousins in clans merry all the time. In fact, mam said if things did not get upended in Erebor when they did, she would have likely been paired with someone from Dains clan. Not Dain, but a more distant cousin...or I guess it could have been Dain if he wasn't matched. Gotta keep the blood line pure, you know." He winked then guffawed at Tauriel's disgusted expression. "I am joking." He said. "Mostly. Apparently Thror wanted mam married off to some cousin of ours, but Thrain wouldn't have it because she was not even ten years old. Apparently, they allowed it with Thorin, but put their foot down with mam."

"And about Fili?" Tauriel lifted a brow.

"Oh, that! I wasn't joking at all about Fili." Kili gave her a serious look which cracked in seconds as he laughed again, his eyes bright and teasing.

Tauriel huffed. "You are ridiculous."

"And gorgeous." Kili added for her with another wag of his brows. "Even an elf maid couldn't resist my dwarven charm."

"I think I am the ONLY elf maid who couldn't resist." Tauriel said with a smirk, her fingers trailing down his cheek.

"You will always BE the only elf for me, amralime." Kili said seriously. "You are the only one for me in this life, the next, and whatever life we have beyond that period. Just you, not Fili, not some nameless dwarven female, or some other elf…and certainly no human."

When Tauriel gave him a look he lifted a hand defensively. "I have nothing against humans…they are just not for me. Not only are their lifespans depressingly short, but I don't know…I just am not really into that. They are good people, and I respect them; I just have no draw to them. I only want MY elf; I only want YOU. You are my soulmate, Tauriel. Whether you would have been born an elf, an orc, a troll, a gnome, I suppose even if you were a human...I know we would have found each other because our souls are one, amralime. No horse can ever out compete you for my heart, as much as I love Maryn, I will always love you more." He padded away a tear that fell from Tauriel's eye with his thumb.

"I feel the same, Kili." Tauriel said, pressing her head to his temple. "I suppose we are not immune to quarreling or misunderstandings despite our minds being one." She chuckled breathily, the action causing her pain but she didn't let it bother her too much.

Kili breathed out a soft laugh. "No, I suppose not." He paused in thought. "So...you really never had even a small crush on Legolas? For an elf...he is...you know...very elfish."

"Elfish?" Tauriel huffed a laugh, leaning back to look at her husband. "Kili, are you trying to say you think Legolas is attractive?"

Kili shrugged. "For an elf, I suppose."

Both of Tauriel's brows rose. "First your brother, now Legolas...maybe I should be concerned."

Kili groaned then glared at her. "I meant...no...wait...they are...stop looking at me like that!" Kili growled and stepped away. "I am not romantically inclined towards anyone but you. Okay?"

"Okay." Tauriel said with a teasing smile. "If you say so, my Kili."

"Why do I feel like my masculinity is being attacked." Kili grumbled.

Tauriel laughed and grabbed Kili's face with her hands. "Kili, really I do not care who you think is attractive or not, as long as it is me who gets to be the only one who can have you…all of you."

The smile on Kili's face was warm and honest when he lifted his own hands to Tauriel's face, mirroring her hold on him. "My Tauriel, believe me when I say when it comes to ROMANTIC attraction...you are and have always been the only one. Can I appreciate another person for their beauty? Sure. I do have eyes; I am not immune to beauty generally speaking. But when it comes to attraction and need, my eyes are blind to all but you, amralime."

Tauriel sighed as she pressed her lips to Kili, her Kili. "I believe you." She said as she pulled away, his hands gently releasing her. He took her hand, and together, they slowly walked through the snow-covered paths to the great hall. "But can we go? I think I am going to go out of my mind if I have to stay here another day." Kili laughed and nodded, fully agreeing with her. If it was upsetting her this much to just dwell in the elven city, he wants to get her out as soon as possible as well. She needed home to heal mind, body, and heart.

"Where do you think they are?" Kili asked his wife as they walked down the quiet paths with only a few elves meandering here and there. He noticed and felt her struggling so he slipped his hand from hers and instead wound his arm around her waist to take on her weight for her. He immediately felt her relax as she allowed him to aid her through the paths. Fortunately for them there were not many about since this area was mostly off limits to anyone not working the royal halls, so only those with assignments and Mirkwood's guards were free to roam this part of the city...and guests of course.

"Naurfaer said there was to be a ceremony." Tauriel said thoughtfully. "For such events, he would have a gathering in the hall of vines."

"The hall of vines?" Kili said giving her a look. She felt his amused confusion and chuckled.

"It is the name of the hall, because the pillars were carved to look like spiraling vines...they are very beautiful to see." Tauriel allowed Kili to pull her towards an archway then another as she mentally sent him directions to their destination. They walked down a path that curved downward and led to a fountain and garden where elves were pouring through massive double doors almost as tall at Erebor's gate.

"Mahal, those are tall." Kili said with wide eyes.

"MAMA!"

Tauriel turned towards the sound of her child's voice, but it wasn't until Naurfaer put Naufi on his shoulders that the shorter Tauriel was able to see her son over the crowd of elves now making their way into the hall. A few nodded to her, some greeting her with "captain" as they passed by. It wasn't that Tauriel was openly disrespected by everyone in Mirkwood when she lived here, at most she was ignored, so it was a bit odd to have so many greet her as if they had admired her for years. It annoyed her a bit to be honest.

"MAMA! DA!" Naufi called again as Kili gently but firmly guided Tauriel through the crowd to get to Naurfaer and their son.

"What on Arda is happening?" Tauriel said just as Fili pushed his way towards her with Viltarra beside him looking incredibly unhappy with the crowds around her. Viltarra never did like crowds.

"Captain Tauriel." Another elf bowed and stepped past her. Tauriel nodded then had to do a double take when she realized it was Taerith, who was one of the many elves Thranduil attempted to wed her off too…and one of the few who was all too happy to voice exactly WHY she was unfit for him.

Well, thank the Valar he chose as he did, or she would be stuck in a loveless marriage until Kili came along at which point…she would be unable to stop herself from following him. Kili was, after all, her soulmate…and that trumps arranged marriages.

"Yeash. Did it just get cold in here, or is Tauri harnessing the power of ice and snow. I think the last time I saw you with THAT expression on your face, little sister, it was when uncle said you could never trust an elf." Fili looked from Tauriel's hardened face to the elf leaving. "Do I need to go kill him? What did he do to you?"

Sighing, Tauriel shook her head. "No. Don't kill him Fili. It really doesn't matter anymore anyway." And Tauriel meant it as she looked at her son who was smiling wide at her from her grandfathers shoulders, and felt Kili's arm resting on her hips.

Who cares what an elf said about her over a century ago? Whether it was true, or not, Tauriel is who she is and that person was chosen by the most amazing family and the most wonderful dwarven prince. That person pleased the creator of the dwarves so much, he is like a guardian to her. That person now has a father, a brother, a sister, a mother, and a true grandfather. That person got to meet her parents in the afterlife, then come back to a life that was not perfect by any means, but was more than she could ever have wished for. That person has a soulmate, a person she will will always be able to rely on, who loves her unconditionally, faults and all. That person has true friends who accept her and see past her elven ears to the person she is inside.

So good riddance Taerith. Tauriel is more than pleased things happened the way they were always meant to happen.

"Are we going in?" Kili asked, tightening his arm around Tauriel's waist. His body language seemed relaxed, but his emotions told Tauriel that he was a bit on edge. "I just want to go home to our children and get you out of this city and into one where you can truly heal." Kili said through their connection. Tauriel nodded in agreement and the group made their way in.

At first nobody knew where to go, but soon they were ushered forward by a guard who cleared the path for them. Of course, Thranduil was right at the front, tall and proud, with Legolas right beside him. Tork too was there, and Ivethin; but Nelithi was clearly absent, and Tauriel didn't see Nagar either; whom she hadn't seen at all this entire week but it didn't really bother her. She knew Kili was not a fan of Nagar and she herself has been more focused on getting stronger than anything else. Though she does need to visit Nelithi before she leaves, just to check on her and to say goodbye.

Thorin stepped down from where he was in conversation with Bofur and Dwalin; he looked exhausted but smiled at her nonetheless.

"You alright, adad? Do you know what is going on?" Tauriel asked as she and Kili cleared the gap between them.

Thorin grumbled something about being too old to sleep on the floor before gesturing to Thranduil. "Apparently, Lord Thranduil wishes to portray his gratitude, but that is all I know. Do you have everything from the room? I really want to leave when this is over." He scowled then sighed and added. "Not that I do not appreciate the...kindness..." He shuttered and Tauriel chuckled. Old animosities do die hard. "...but I am sure Dis and Nyaunni will not be able to relax until they see for themselves that Naufi is alright, and we have been away long enough."

"I do have everything, but I want to see Nelithi before we go. Otherwise, I am quite as ready as you to get home." Tauriel said. "I need to see my children, and Ithtiri is still calling for me." It was true, the place her daughter resided in her mind has been a constant, endless, ache not only because she missed her daughter, as she missed all her children, but the entire time she has been away, Ithtiri's been essentially crying out for her need for food to be met. Thorin had told her she had difficulty taking to a bottle, and would really only take one from him, or when she was desperate. Though she has been taking to it enough to fill her body's requirement for food, she needed her mother, and Tauriel was coming.

"Peace, my people." Thranduil said first in sindarin, then in common as the last few elves stepped through the large doors and found a seat. He gave Tauriel and her family a meaningful look so Tauriel shuffled them up to the front, as they were still currently standing in the middle of the center aisle with the elven guard giving them a look that could only be exasperation.

Another of the guards stepped up and led Tauriel and her family to stand beside Legolas, who gave Tauriel a smile. She met it with a questioning lift of her brow but he just turned back to his father. However Kili dragged a chair over to Tauriel's utter mortification, then all but forced her to sit down. Thranduil nodded his understanding and Tauriel, who only now realized her legs were shaking, accepted the proffered seat while the elven king continued.

"What we have endured over the last several seasons has been a precursor of what is to come in the years ahead. And though we endured, we have lost many..." He bowed his head and whispered. "Hiro hyn hîdh ab 'wanath." Tauriel and Naurfaer as well as every elf in the room bowed their head, and repeated the phrase softly and meaningfully. 'May they find peace after death.' A pain filled sentence for a race for whom death was not as common as it was for the mortal races of Erebor. Fili and Kili mumbled the same thing, while Viltarra, Thorin, and Bofur just bowed their heads in respect. Tork and Dwalin simply watched quietly.

After a moment of silence, Thranduil continued. "...yet even more have been returned to us. The healing halls are now open to all visitors..." He looked to Ivethin who nodded. "...for any who wish to see their friends and family. For any who has lost someone, we will be honoring those gone to Valinor for the next week. For those still with us, we have many to thank for their return, and I gathered you here today so you may honor the courage and strength of those who went to take on the unknown enemy, and to travel to unknown lands to save our people."

Thranduil turned to the group beside him. "You all fought diligently, and with little regard for your own self-preservation, to save a people who were not your own. I honor you by giving you full access to Mirkwood. Please know you are all welcome here at any time you wish. Tauriel...your ban is fully lifted and your title reinstated whether you hold it or not. I understand your home is Erebor, but you shall always have a place in Mirkwood as well."

"Hannon le, Lord Thranduil. Thank you." Tauriel nodded respectfully. "I honor your gift." Of course, she had absolutely zero desire to dwell in Mirkwood any longer than she had to, and she cared less about having her title as captain back as it meant little to her anymore. She much prefers her titles in Erebor; mother, wife, sister, daughter, aunt, and friend. Oh, and yes, royal lady of Erebor as well but Tauriel was not one to flaunt even to herself that she was a coronated princess of the dwarves which held far more weight than captain ever will.

"King Thorin, to you we grant our most sincerest gratitude. It was your people's intervention that brought our people home. You have more than proven to be an ally to the woodland realm. Call on us for any reason big or small, and we will march beside you. We wish to create a deeper relationship with Erebor that goes beyond our treaty and alliance, one which is lasting and supersedes mortal years. When you pass your crown, Mirkwood will continue to come to the aid of whomever sits on the stone throne from this day, till the end of Arda."

That did surprise Tauriel who looked at Fili who also seemed just as surprised as she did. That meant, Thranduil will one day be his ally, and even more, he will one day be Finli's. Her son, who is in line to be on the throne, will have the support of Mirkwood and Erebor. She still had difficulty believing it.

Thorin looked at Thranduil, then, bowed his head in acceptance. "We must protect our lands and those who dwell in it. You have friends in Erebor, Thranduil, king of the woodland realm, for as long as you wish."

Thranduil smiled then turned to his side and from a box, pulled out several small boxes. "Words are one thing, but to show physical proof of our gratitude, we had these made for each of you. We cannot repay you for the lives you saved, but we hope through our future relations we can bridge the gap to the debt we owe." He handed them to Legolas who placed one in each of their hands.

When Tauriel opened hers, which had her name on it, she smiled as she pulled out a medallion with the royal seal of Mirkwood engraved on it. Just beneath it, was a folded piece of parchment and Tauriel unfolded it to see her name written beside a declaration of her title as captain which was signed by not just Thranduil, but every general in Mirkwood. She lifted her eyes to the string of generals standing attention on the side of the room, and each one caught her eye and nodded. She was touched, truly. It was the first time in her life, she felt she had earned their respect and possibly, acceptance.

"For you, Tork..." Thranduil said turning to the tall changer who just looked at the elven king with no emotions whatsoever on his face. It did worry Tauriel a bit considering Tork wore his emotions for all to see, but since she planned on speaking to both him and Nelithi as soon as they were dismissed, she let it go.

"Mama, can I see?" Naufi whispered as he tried to get on his toes to get a look at the medallion. Tauriel smiled as Kili pulled Naufi up into his arms, and gave him his own medallion to inspect. They were identical, so there wasn't any point to showing him hers now that he had his fathers. She turned back to Thranduil who was peering at Tork who was just an inch or so taller than the very tall elven king.

"...I offer amnesty." Thranduil said. "You may remain in Mirkwood for the time being. But I cannot offer you permanent residency. We will not try or punish you for what you have done, but we simply cannot see past your aid in killing so many of our people. Some had voiced their desire to see you executed." He looked at Tork who fisted his hands but again said nothing. "Yet after speaking to both Nelithi and Ivethin, I have decided to let you live. Both have said you saved them and Tauriel as well, and both admire greatly. Legolas and Prince Fili too have given their accounts of the situation, as has Naurfaer...all three claiming you were essential to the rescue of our people and Tauriel's child. If even one of them had died at your hand, you would be in a cell right now awaiting execution. Yet as it is, I pardon you. But I still must see to the comfort of my people, and with so many grieving, I cannot grant you a place to live here."

Tork nodded. "I understand. May I make a request?"

"You may speak." Thranduil nodded in a somewhat bored tone. It was obvious, he had not expected the changer to say anything so he could move on.

Tork ground his jaw at the tone, but did make his request nonetheless. "If she wishes to see me, may I still visit Nelithi?"

"Nagar has made it clear to me, that you are to have access to her when you wish, and since he is the only kin she has surviving, I am to bow to his wishes when it comes to Nelithi. In fact he is the one who appealed so diligently to allow for you to remain in our city on Nelithi's behalf." Thranduil said. "But let it be known, that the only places you are allowed to be is in the healers hall with a guard nearby, and the room you have been assigned to. Any traveling between the two, must be done escorted by assigned captains. I will hold a council for what will be, accepted, when or if Nelithi is able to leave."

Tork growled but a look to Tauriel who shook her head subtly, had him quieting and nodding. He decided not to say anything further, worried he would be forced out of Mirkwood completely if he did.

Thranduil gave him one last appraising look, then turned back to his people. "The walls are to remain closed for the time being. I have maps of the borders to which we are allowed to patrol posted. Announcements will be made, when trades are open between clans once more. The path to Dale and Erebor is currently open upon petition and approval. It will require a guarded escort. Furthermore, the healing halls are keeping excess supplies of a vaccine we have made for the sleeping draught created in Rhun and Dul Guldur...it temporarily renders their weapon useless against us. Nobody is to leave these halls without taking it. I will be sending the recipe to Erebor for you, Tauriel, Naurfaer, and your children just in case."

Tauriel nodded, doubting Ivethin will let her leave without taking it. She will even have Naufi take some as a precaution. Thank the Valar for Ivethin's team, she clearly picked the best to work alongside her. Without them, the elves, including Tauriel and Naurfaer, would all still be susceptible to that sleeping weapon made by those mad men in Rhun. It was a reminder, to all of them, that elves were not as invulnerable as they seemed to be.

"Thank you." Tauriel said, and meant it.

With that, Thranduil dismissed the hall and turned to Tauriel. "I would advise you take the vaccine before you go, Tauriel. Ivethin has several doses on hand, please speak with her before you leave this hall. I believe you wished to speak to Nelithi as well? Or have you changed your mind?"

"Of course not." Tauriel said, getting to her feet with help from Naurfaer who gave her a wary look but didn't say anything. "I will go to her now." Thranduil nodded and looked to the group as an entirety once more before following one of his councilors out who had questions about enquiries to travel outside their walls.

Before Tauriel went to Tork who was waiting, she turned to Ivethin who made sure to come directly to the struggling eleth. "By the Valar Tauriel, I for one am eager to get you to your mountain so we can stop interrupting your healing progress. I am very happy you at least had the mind to sit, well done Kili for pulling that chair."

Kili shrugged and smiled. "She was right angry with me about it, so believe me I got a mind full of her opposition…but she sat in it so I think we all know she needed the chair."

"Stop speaking as if I am not here. Ivethin, Thranduil said you have the vaccine? I do think it wise to take it before we go." Tauriel said.

"Of course." Ivethin hummed pulling several tiny tinctures out and passing one to Naurfaer, and one to Tauriel. "Do not let it rest on your tongue…it is rather vile. I am also sending you with a box of these in case you are to be attacked on your way home, take one the minute you sense danger, but otherwise what you are taking now will act as a preliminary safety measure. You will not lose immediate consciousness, nor will it render you uncapable of fighting. You will feel fatigued, then sluggish, giving you ample time to take another dose if necessary. Keep extras on you at all times and for the love of the creators, Tauriel, you above all others are not leave your mountain without this! I will not be hearing any news about you being taken again."

Tauriel smiled and nodded. "Heard and understood, Ivethin." She twisted the cap off and poured the amber looking liquid down her throat. It burned the entire way down and she had to force herself not to cough knowing full well doing so would be catastrophic to her injuries. The taste, was indescribable…but the sensation…her entire system was on fire for nearly an entire minute before it regulated and she was able to shake the feeling away.

"Well?" Ivethin asked.

"Are you alright, amralime? You look a bit pale. Ivethin, are you sure this is safe for her and Naufi?" Kili held a smaller dose in his hand, a half dose, for his son who was eyeing it, then his mother.

"It is more than just an unpleasant taste, I am afraid." Ivethin sighed. "It reacts to an elf's entire system. But it is completely safe for young and adults. It also has nothing in it which would be considered unsafe for the dwarven people either, I give you my word. It is made of nothing but safe ingredients, things we all consume already, your people and mine."

"I was not prepared for the burning." Tauriel clenched then unclenched her hand, still trying to completely shake away the sensations tingling through her.

"The body gets used to it after it is taken a few times. Soon you won't be fazed by it at all. Now your turn little one." Ivethin said, gesturing to the vial in Kili's hand then to Naufi who pierced lips and shook his head. Ah…here we go. Of all the children, Naufi and Kilion were the two most opposed to taking any kind of medication. The pair of them would rather suffer than accept a few moments of something they don't like.

"Come on Naufi, you need to take this." Kili said in a warning tone.

"Naurfaer." The voice of authority belonging to none other than Thorin moved to the group. "You will take that and quickly. We need to leave."

Naufi shook his head again, piercing his lip tightly as if he was afraid someone would force it down his throat. Thorin growled. "Fine. Don't take it, but you will need to remain here until you can work up the courage to swallow what's in that vile…"

"WHAT!" Tauriel hissed, the action causing her pain, but she could care less as her veins burned once more, this time with anger. "Do NOT ever say…"

Thorin raised his hand giving her a look, then gestured to the dwarfling who was already handing his father the empty vial. The dwarven king smirked then patted Naufi on the cheek. "There's my Naufi. Courageous as they come. Well done. How do you feel?"

Naufi blinked, then looked to his mother who moved to him and cupped his cheeks. "Are you alright my love? Talk to mama. Ivethin, can we get him some water?" The elven healer nodded and stepped away to make the request as Tauriel focused back on Naufi. "Come my star, tell me how you feel?" She pressed a hand to his head then his cheek once more.

"I am alright mama. It burns." Naufi finally coughed, then took the glass of water a guard handed him and proceeded to drink the entire thing. Some spilled on his tunic and Kili's as he gulped it down. When the glass was empty, he used his sleeve to wipe away the drops then gave his mother a small smile. "It felt like I drank hot gold. Like the stuff da pours into molds."

"It works. Very good." Ivethin said with a smile as she handed a final vial to Naurfaer who took it as if it was a shot of whiskey. He rocked on his toes and nodded. "Interesting sensation. Not sure I enjoyed it, but the benefits outweigh the feeling. We should be going. Starlight, we need to get you to Nelithi."

"I will walk with you, it will be nice to have a friendly face escorting me before I am handed over to those guys." Tork said, gesturing to the two captains waiting for them. "We can talk on the way."

"Galloron is not a bad sort once you get to know him." The eleth said nodding to the taller elf who nodded back to her. "And beside him is Merith. SHE is not a guy, but I would refrain from messing with her." She whispered, though she captain she referred to glared at her. Merith never did warm up to Tauriel, not once. But it didn't bother her anymore, what was the opinion of one compared to the opinions of her family? Merith was a talented guard and captain, but she had a lot to learn before she went to the higher ranks in Tauriel's opinion; the same opinion she had given when Merith petitioned to raise her rank two centuries ago. Tauriel is not so ignorant to know it is the primary reason Merith does not like her…she was not ready to rise in ranks, and Tauriel told Thranduil as such and her petition was denied. Clearly…it still was denied because the eleth never ceased to re-petition every year, doubtful that has stopped since Tauriel left, yet here Merith was, still a captain going by her uniform.

"Well now you have me intrigued, bunny. We shall see what boundaries I can push with our lady Merith." He grinned but it was only half serious as the grin slipped from his face almost immediately. "We should go so you can get out of this place."

Tauriel nodded and smiled as she handed her medallion and certificate of her title to Kili. "I will meet you at the gates soon." At his apprehensive look she placed a hand on his cheek. "Tork will make sure I get there alright, I'll be fine meleth nin. Take Naufi down and finish getting everything ready. That way when I return, we can just leave."

Kili pressed a firm but gentle kiss to her lips and hummed an affirmative before following his uncle, Bofur, Fili, and Viltarra out to the door with Naufi still in his arms. Ivethin too followed saying she wanted to ensure the vials of vaccines and recipe gets safely stowed and packed for the journey. She also wanted to monitor Naufi for a bit, just in case, which both Kili and Tauriel were thankful for.

However, Legolas and Naurfaer stayed with Tauriel which Thorin and Kili appreciated. They really did need to make sure they had everything, and knowing Tauriel had support around her they trusted explicitly, meant everything to the dwarven king and his nephew.

"I am sorry about what Thranduil said." Tauriel fell in step beside Tork as they made their way to the healing halls. He had clearly slowed his gait down for her so she could keep up while Naurfaer was just at her other side ready to aid her if she needed it. Legolas led the way to intervene if anyone tried to stop them since they had little time before Tauriel had to get on the road. If they delayed too long, it would become too late for them to travel for the day and that was not an option.

It was also apparent Thranduil was going to enforce Tork's escorts immediately as Galloron and Merith walked behind them…their eyes trained on Tork. Not that they were needed right now though, considering both Legolas and Tauriel were there and with Tauriel's officially reinstated title, she technically was at the rank required to escort Tork around. Even if Tork was actually escorting her in a way at the moment.

"He had a right to do what he did." Tork grunted as he supported her. "I brought a lot of death to your people. For years I resented you elves for killing my family, it would be wrong to not accept the same resentment for doing the same." He looked to the ground. "It never phased me before, but I see it now. To you, I am the monster, the thing of nightmares. I am the being you warn your children about in bedtime stories. I am the villain in the night."

"I don't think that at all." Tauriel said.

"Nor do I." Naurfaer agreed.

Legolas was more reserved but finally turned back and nodded a moment later. "You chose a path you believed in, and you realized the error of your ways. It is customary to feel guilt and remorse when we accept that we have done wrong. It can be rather magnified when the wrongs we have done directly affect others. But, with the good you have done, I would not call you a monster. Neither would my father."

Both Galloron and Merith kept their opinions to themselves. Though Galloron did nod subtly meaning he at least in some part, agreed with his prince. Merith on the other hand, in Tauriel's opinion, looked as if she just smelt something sour. But that is how she normally looked whenever Tauriel was in close proximity, so it had always been hard to read her.

Tork looked like he didn't believe any of them but nodded nonetheless. "About your promise to take me to the other changer?"

"I still plan to." Tauriel said before Tork could release her from it. "I do not go back on my word." She smiled. "Once I am healed and have regained some strength back, we will begin making plans. I do quite wish to see how Beorn is fairing as well."

"Me too." Naurfaer said happily. "It is always a treat to check in on my old friend."

"Tork..." Tauriel said when they fell into silence. "...where are you planning on staying when Nelithi is able to leave the healers halls? Are you going to stay with Beorn?"

Tork gave her a look. "Just because he is a skin changer like me, does not mean I will impose on him. Don't you know it is rude to assume yourself into someone's home, Bunny?"

"That, is the Tork I know." Tauriel smirked. "And of course you are right. If you do need a place to stay, I am certain we have a room in Erebor for you."

"Wouldn't things be a bit...short?" Tork asked. "I mean, dwarves tend to be a bit on the shorter side. I may spend my life with concussions having to duck under doors and eves if I take up residence among them."

Tauriel chuckled. "Believe it or not, the dwarrow people prefer tall door frames and large furnishings. I rarely have issues."

"Bunny...you are hardly taller than a dwarf yourself...at least the taller dwarves." Tork looked down at her, laughter in his eyes that grew brighter when she scowled up at him as he patted her fondly on the top of the head. "Perhaps I should ask the elf who's a bit taller than you."

Naurfaer smiled wide and Legolas looked as if he wanted to laugh, but stopped when Tauriel turned her blazing emerald eyes to the two male elves. "I find Erebor to be comfortable. Neither me nor my father have yet to come across such issues when we visit." Legolas said.

"Perhaps just stay out of the older, less developed parts of the mountain if you come and you shouldn't have a problem." Naurfaer said as he opened the door to the main building in the healing hall. The front hall was a mass of elves waiting to see their loved ones now that the halls have been officially opened for visitors by Thranduil. Before it was just immediate family allowed and even that was restricted.

Both Galloron and Merith stood stayed at the healers entrance hall as Tork led them to Nelithi's room, easily pushing through the elves who glared up at him, though they nodded their heads respectfully to Tauriel, Naurfaer, and Legolas.

"How is she doing Tork?" Tauriel asked as they entered the main area with curtained off beds for those who are less severe and about ready for rehabilitation, or to be released to their families. She felt guilt fill her for not asking Kili to help her down to visit Nelithi, or stopping into her room before she left the healers halls. But anytime she was up, Nelithi had been asleep and then when Tauriel was given the okay to leave the hall she just wanted to be out of there. So she had yet to see her friend since she arrived despite getting regular reports from both Tork and Ivethin.

Tork stiffened, glanced down at Tauriel, then sighed. "Not well. She rarely is awake, and when she is, she isn't always present because of her pain. Her brother is rather...protective…but kind to me." He added. "He argued with the guards when they came to remove me once several of those who returned complained about my presence in their city and it came out who I was. Not that I was hiding it mind you."

Tauriel sighed. She had no idea his presence has become so problematic. Another wave of guilt hit her hard. She has been so lost in her own situation and her worries about Kili and Naufi...not to mention being distracted by her infant calling to her...she has yet another friend she has neglected. "I'm sorry Tork."

"Don't be." Tork gave her a lopsided grin. "I promise Bunny, I have been through far worse than some elves complaining about me behind my back and threatening to kill me or throw me out. That was a daily occurrence at the compound by people who I thought were on my side." He laughed darkly. "Don't forget, the people I trusted most were the ones who killed my family, and I think I was the only one who didn't know about it. So what's some complaints and petty gossip to me now, eh? They can't hurt me, Bunny. Their king said so himself. Just got to deal with the escorts outside the halls and that's not so bad."

Tauriel nodded as Tork opened the door to Nelithi's room. Nagar stood and went right for Tauriel the moment he realized who was walking in, taking her hand in his and holding it tightly. "Tauriel! You came! Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. You brought her back. Thank you. I fear I cannot say it enough." He bowed his head over and over, still grasping Tauriel's hand tightly. Tauriel winced as a sharp pain radiated through her chest but it only lasted a few moments so she was able to handle it.

"I wish I could have done more for her; could have brought her home sooner." Tauriel said softly. "How are you doing, Nagar?"

Nagar smiled, still holding Tauriel's hand which kind of made her a bit uncomfortable since he held it so firmly, but at least the pain had all but subsided.

"Better. Much better. Nelithi is all I have left apart from my Mura. Mura has agreed to walk this life with me, she is expecting our first daughter as well."

"My congratulations." Tauriel said wanting to pull her hand away but also not wanting to upset Nagar who seemed so pleased to see her. Plus she knew the pulling action would only irritate her wound so she was kind of stuck at the moment.

"Do you wish me to come and remove his arm for you, amralime? Because it would be my greatest pleasure." Kili grumbled through their connection. He had felt Tauriel's pain, and there was also the fact that in her discomfort she may have let it slip to him how Nagar would not let her hand go.

Tauriel ignored her husband as she focused on staying present. "When did you wed?" She glanced at the amulet displayed proudly on his chest, he didn't need to tell her he and his mate's situation, the amulet already did. Kili still wore his, which made her smile. He wasn't a fan of it, and told her so, but to see her happy he kept it out for all to see.

Nagar's cheeks pinked as he stammered, "Oh. Well. We plan on having our official blessing as soon as Nelithi awakens and is able to remain awake for long enough to perform at least the simple handfasting ceremony. But in our hearts, we are already paired. Mura is sleeping presently, but as soon as she awakens, she will be here and I will introduce you to her. She has the loveliest green eyes, very much like your own. Very much." The way he looked at her made her skin crawl a bit, if she was going to be honest. No paired elf should look at another like he was looking at Tauriel…it felt, wrong.

Tauriel simply nodded her understanding as she glanced at Naurfaer hoping he would help her a bit. She felt Kili curiously prod at her, then offered once more to come and sever Nagar's hand if she wishes. "Just say the word, amralime." He sent her. Tauriel would lie if she said she wasn't tempted, but she told him she can handle it. He wasn't dangerous, just, touchy...which was incredibly unusual for elves. Then again, who was she to call another elf unusual, she was married to a dwarf and lived inside a mountain.

"Right, I must add my congratulations." Naurfaer said reaching his hand out to Nagar who looked at it, and finally released Tauriel...albeit a bit reluctantly...to grasp Naurfaer's wrist. Tauriel immediately stepped closer to Tork who was filling a goblet with water for Nelithi who was surprisingly awake.

"Captain. I heard you were hurt...are you alright? They would not let me come see you." Nelithi said softly, her eyes half open and her hand reaching out towards Tauriel. Without hesitation, Tauriel took her hand. She felt far less uncomfortable holding her friend's hand, than Nagar's who she hardly knew, yet he treated her far to intimately for her liking.

"Nelithi, we have been through this." Tauriel smiled.

"And have I not said you will always be my captain?" Nelithi rasped, her eyes so hooded, it looked as if she was about to fall asleep at any moment. Besides, with Tauriel's newly reinstated title she wasn't wrong. Officially, whether she accepted the position or not, Tauriel was a captain of Mirkwood's guard again. Though it was more an honorary title now than a working one. In no present world would Tauriel travel to Mirkwood just to participate in the guard again. The only good it would do would be to increase her rank among the guard, which she certainly doesn't need anymore. She quite thinks 'Lady of Erebor' trumps any general of Mirkwood. Plus her title in Erebor comes with a very handsome prince she gets to walk this world with, whom she loves with her entire being.

"I am alright." Tauriel finally answered then gestured to her chest. "As my wound was quite severe..."

"She means she practically died." Naurfaer said rolling his eyes. "But do go on starlight."

"He's got a point." Legolas hummed. "Do stop making light of your near death situations, melon-nin, it was certainly nothing light and I think your dwar...husband would agree."

Tauriel pierced her lips but nodded. "It did almost take my life, and caused Kili much pain and worry. But thanks to Ivethin and Thranduil, I am to told I should recover. The pain is still rather severe at times, and I can only walk short distances before I lose my breath and can go no further. But I am able to go further and further each day and as soon as this wound fully heals, I plan on putting myself through re-strengthening exercises."

"Which Kili and I will oversee." Naurfaer said knowing full well she would jump into it far too soon and overdo it, which would only make her recovery longer. "No point in arguing about it either."

Tauriel glared at her grandfather but it was the squeeze of Nelithi's soft hand that had her turning back to her friend. "Let them take care of you, Tauriel. You more than deserve it."

"And you should let yourself rest, Nelithi." Tauriel soothed, sitting beside the bed and holding the water goblet out to her once Nelithi released her hand. The sitting was more for her own benefit as she was beginning to feel her legs start to shake as she stood. Valar above this injury has taken more out of her than she expected. Nelithi had been propped up on some pillows so she could eat and drink at her leisure but also be able to rest without expending her energy getting up and down. "But I am rather glad to see you awake before I go. How are you feeling?"

"I feel tired, all the time. I am rather tired of being tired." Nelithi chuckled. "I tried to walk yesterday." She said grumpily.

"On her own." Nagar rolled his eyes and sat in one of the chairs while Tork leaned against the wall on the opposite side of the bed.

Nelithi sighed and closed her eyes. For a moment, Tauriel thought she had fallen asleep, but when her free hand fisted the sheets and her entire body stiffened under the blankets, Tauriel realized she was in pain. An episode, Ivethin called them. Several who had returned suffer from them, but by far, Nelithi suffered the worst. Tauriel had been present for several of them on journey home, and there was nothing anyone could do but wait for Nelithi and the others to work through it.

Ivethin suffered from them as well, but hers were fewer, and according to the healer, not as severe. She usually has to pause what she does, and hold onto something, but otherwise once it passes, she can go about her day. However, Nelethi's pain, brings her to her knees.

"On your own?!" Tauriel said in shock. Even Legolas looked concerned.

"Fortunately, the hall is teaming with healers who took action as she had an episode feet from her bed and fell to the ground." Nagar folded his arms. "It happened to coincide with the time I was speaking to our lord with Tork."

"I was afraid they were going to execute him." Nelithi breathed, a tear falling down her cheek. "I couldn't…"

"Hey, I am here." Tork said, sitting on the edge of the bed opposite Tauriel. "You won't be getting rid of me right away."

But Nelithi didn't answer. Her eyes were closed, her breathing even, and her features relaxed. She had fallen asleep. It was not uncommon, since sleeping is what Nelithi did most of the time since her return. Not to mention the episodes likely expended whatever energy she had.

Tauriel pulled the blanked up and stood with a little help from Naurfaer who had seen her legs shaking before she sat. "We really must be going, starlight. Kili and Thorin are waiting for us and we need to get you settled in the wagon. You have used enough of your own energy today and I think you are pushing it a bit too much already." The fact that Tauriel only nodded her head and didn't argue meant she agreed with him. Miracles do happen.

"Wait, you are leaving now?" Nagar stood, shuffling closer to her. Tauriel moved a bit closer to Naurfaer and Legolas who seemed to have gotten some clue she was uncomfortable and stood so Nagar couldn't get close to her, but not in a way that made it obvious. "But…you must meet Mura. And I am only just seeing you for the first time. The prince who claims you wouldn't let me into the room…not once. I had hoped we could have tea…can you at least stay for lunch?"

"No. We are leaving now. And Kili is my husband, he claims me no more or differently than I claim him." Tauriel growled, then took a shallow breath, not in the mood to explain all this to an elf who declares himself to be mated. "Nagar, I have an infant and three children waiting for me at Erebor, and one here I need to get home where I can ensure his protection. Plus I very much want to go home myself…Mirkwood is not my home anymore and I do not wish to be here any longer than I have to. It has been a very long month away, too long, and with my injuries...I am ready to be somewhere I can truly rest." She glanced at Nelethi. "But will you send me updates on her? I do worry about her and care deeply for her."

"Of course." Nagar said, a fair bit of disappointment in his expression though he didn't fight her on it further.

"A wise decision." Kili drawled in her mind after Tauriel told him Nagar was seemingly finished making a fuss. Her prince's tone had Tauriel almost chuckling out loud.

"I will ensure Ivethin sends you word as well." Legolas added while Naurfaer slid his arm around Tauriel's waist to hold her up and to show her he was there when it looked as if Nagar moved in to try and embrace her. He knew his granddaughter, and he knew how uncomfortable she clearly was with Nagar. He was also well aware his dwarven grandson would come barreling in, sword brandished, and cause a scene that would no doubt delay them again if he didn't intervene and calm Tauriel before her emotions got Kili worked up.

Tork seemed amused from where he still sat on the bed, one of his golden brows lifting. Tauriel shot him a look and he chuckled. "I will see you out." He stood as Tauriel bowed her head once in farewell to Nagar.

"Thank you again." Nagar said. "When you come back, you must meet Mura. I insist on it."

Tauriel sighed and nodded, trying to keep a pleasant smile on her lips. "I would be honored. Be well, Nagar, and congratulations again."

"And you as well. Take the time you need to heal, there are many who care, deeply, for you here as well." Nagar smiled and went back to the bed to keep vigil over his sister once more.

When she left the room, Tauriel shuddered, and Tork laughed even as Galloron and Marith joined them again. They must have been waiting anticipating he would leave with Tauriel once more.

"Come now, Bunny, he is not that bad once you get to know him. Mura is quite nice as well. Quiet, but kind." Tork hummed. "Nagar does most of the talking between them. But they are a good pair. I think she calms him a fair bit."

"He should learn to keep his hands to himself." Legolas said seriously. "One would never think he is paired if they saw his reaction to Tauriel."

Naurfaer nodded his agreement as he supported Tauriel knowing her strength was beginning to wane. "He was a bit too familiar with you, starlight. It is fortunate Kili was not in there, or we would have had a brawl on our hands."

"Kili offered to sever his limb." Tauriel mused, allowing her grandfather to help her again. "I nearly let him come and do it."

"Well now, Bunny, aren't we blood thirsty." Tork laughed.

"I was most uncomfortable, and for once my injuries were not the direct cause of it." Tauriel said, her lips set in a firm line and her expression hard. "I have never once given him even a hint that I was interested nor that I was comfortable with such familiarities."

"He is mated." Tork lifted a brow. "Do you not mate for life? Are elves...do they have multiple partners?"

Tauriel blinked up at Tork, he seemed serious about his question, and she eventually nodded. "Some do." It hurt her to not be able to answer a firm no to his question, and inform him that they do in fact mate for life with one partner. It hurt her that just a few weeks ago, she believed that elves only married for love, and if they were to part it was only the cause of death that divided them; those who survived such separation never loved another again. But her faith in that kind of love was shaken by Lorilyn.

Yet, she was unshakable in her love for Kili and she knew he was the only one for her. She will never love another like she loves Kili, and she is quite sure he feels the same.

"He absolutely feels the same. Only you, Tauriel, amralime." Kili purred in her mind. "There will NEVER be another in my life that I will give all of myself to. You have every part of me, there is nothing left to give."

Tauriel smiled to herself. She evidently was projecting her thoughts again. It was probably because the bondwas so sensitive right now, but that shouldn't be surprising considering it was what was keeping her functioning. Well. At least, she knew her heart had only one it belonged to. Speaking of love. "Tork…may I have a moment?"

Tork lifted a brow, but nodded. Naurfaer and Legolas gave her a look but Naurfaer gently released her and moved ahead of them a bit to give them some space, though not before both made sure Tauriel was able to walk on her own. They were elves, so they could hear everything from where they stood regardless, as it really was not all that far away. But they turned away and conversed with each other to at least make it appear as if Tork and Tauriel had some sense of privacy.

Merith, however, pierced her lips and stayed where she was...just a few steps behind them.

"Merith, I am a captain as well, do not make me dismiss you for I have the right to do so. All I ask is a moment of space to speak privately, I am more than sure Thranduil would allow it." Tauriel warned.

"LORD Thranduil, Tauriel." Merith hissed. "You have no station to be so informal with his title. He is your king."

"You are incorrect, Captain Merith." Galloron surprisingly corrected her. "LADY Tauriel is visiting royalty, and the wife of Prince Kili. Furthermore, she is also said to be adopted by the high king of Erebor himself, the king she now serves. If you insist on her using our lord's title, then you will remember to use hers and her family's as well." He lifted a brow as the eleth narrowed her eyes at him then took several paces back, but continued to keep both her eyes firmly set on Tork as if he was going to attack or go on a killing spree at any moment.

Galloron nodded to Tauriel then moved to join Merith, speaking to her quietly about holding her tongue, controlling her emotions, and how she will never rise in ranks if she cannot handle being around dignitaries she may dislike. A lecture similar to what Tauriel got more times than she can count. Though Tauriel liked to consider herself a person who is rather civil if not kind to even those she doesn't really care for. A stark difference between her and Merith who makes sure you know if she doesn't like you. One area Merith never excelled in was being respectful to any she deemed below her.

Unfortunately for her the eleth she loathed for whatever reason, Tauriel, was now documented royalty. Merith could probably get away with acting how she is around just Tauriel, but if she ever tried her tone when Thorin or Kili were around, there would definitely be a problem.

However...Tauriel was certainly not going to warn her to hold her tongue, nor is she going to hold her husband or Thorin back...in fact she won't hold any of her family back should the waspish captain decided to disrespect Tauriel in front of any of the three overprotective sons of Durin…or even Dis. If Merith wants to bury herself with her attitude, she was welcome to do so. She was one of the few Tauriel secretly would find pleasure in watching her be put in her place.

Tork stepped up to where Naurfaer had been and gently took Tauriel's arm to help support her when she stumbled a bit. After what she went through with Nagar and now Merith, he couldn't help but ask her if it was alright. He doubted he had any sway with the guard, but he will be having a chat with Nelithi's brother, not that he knows him all that well, but Tork respects Tauriel and Nagar was clearly breaking boundaries he shouldn't.

"I am alright, thank you Tork. Nagar is just a bit...touchy. Let us be thankful my Kili was not in the room though...that would certainly have been a scene. Kili is not one to be overly jealous..." A bit of a lie but Tauriel doesn't mind it too much. She is little different in that aspect when it comes to her mate. She was his, and he was hers, and none shall come between them. Pity the soul who thinks they can move either of them, for none in this world or the next will succeed in breaking them apart. "...but he does not tolerate anyone causing any of his family discomfort. He is very protective, and I love him for it." Tauriel sighed, then smiled softly as she gathered her thoughts. She had something she wanted to say to the shifter, but she wanted to say it in the right way.

"Tork, when I first fell in love with Kili, I tried to deny my feelings. He was a dwarven prince, and I an elven captain of really no importance. I do not know if you have any understanding of our histories, but the eldar, and the dwarrow have a rather, delicate, past. One might even call it contentious." Tauriel began, her hand wrapping around his arm as he helped support her. She looked up at Tork who was just watching her curiously and sighed. "Not to mention we have different makers and we are completely different species; it was unnatural, my attraction for this roguish dwarf. At least, those were all things I told myself, despite every part of me gravitating towards him as if he was pulling me into himself, and I was powerless to stop it. Yet even as he lay injured on a table, lost to pain, asking if I could have ever love him while his fingers sought my own, I pushed my feelings deep down."

Tauriel forced her tears back. This was her story, but this was not about her. Besides, she had her Kili. He was rather impatiently prodding her to hurry, which helped her urge to cry dry right up, though he quickly realized she was getting emotional and asked if she was alright to which she said she was fine and not to worry. She shook her head, telling him she loved him and she was currently making her way down, which appeased him for the moment.

"He told me he loved me in a way I did not understand, more than once." Tauriel continued. "Yet I left him on a beach of stone. Oh, he asked me to come with him of course, to follow him to Erebor…but I stubbornly said no. One of the greatest regrets I carry with me, Tork, is not taking Kili's hand and going with him when he so openly shared his feelings and his desire to have me at his side. He was ready and willing to look past what we were on the outside, but clearly, I was not. I left him on that shore, and when I finally figured it all out, I had returned too late to make a difference. I only let my feelings come out, when I nearly lost everything, nearly lost him. Don't be me, Tork."

"I don't follow, Bunny." Tork said, pausing as he released her and folded his arms as he turned to her fully. She paused as well, just watching him. Ahead of them, Naurfaer and Legolas kept going until they realized Tauriel was no longer a few paces back. Both elves paused but didn't make a move towards them just yet, mostly because Tauriel lifted her hand as if to signal she needed a moment, and they honored her silent request. Behind them, Galloron continued to keep Merith far enough back to give them space. Though Merith made her distaste for them stopping known through her rigid stance, narrowed eyes, and pierced lips. Tauriel could care less and decided to just ignore her.

"Do you love her?" Tauriel asked as she focused fully on Tork once again. She had asked him the same question once before, and he denied it. Yet, here he was, still at Nelithi's side, in an elven city, changing his life almost completely.

"Things do not go well for people I love, Tauriel." Tork said seriously, neither confirming it nor denying anything. "It would be best, if once she is strong and stable, that I go and find my own way."

"That is not what I asked, and do not take that choice from her Tork. She got out of bed, despite the pain she was in, because she was afraid they were going to kill you." Tauriel reminded him.

"I am her friend." Tork shrugged. "Wouldn't YOU be concerned if your friend might be executed? Goodness Bunny, I am second guessing if I should call you a friend or not. By the way, has anyone ever told you you're a bit of a busy body?" Tork gave her a lopsided grin, but Tauriel just glared at him. She rolled her eyes when she realized his tail was out again, swishing back and forth like an annoyed house cat. She wonders if he did that purposely or if it was just a habit he did naturally.

Shrugging, Tork simply stared at her for a few moments. "Look Bunny, I do care about her. More than I should, probably more than is safe for her. But I am a target right now for deserting Sauron's army, and a target to your people for what I have done when I was under orders. If she were to love me, which I highly doubt she does, it would make her a target as well if only to get to me. It may also alienate her from her own people. I won't allow that."

"Tork, I married a dwarf...something probably considered just as bad to the eldar. It took time for many in those I knew in Mirkwood to accept my choice...and some still do not..." She shot a look to Merith who met her stare and lifted her chin before she looked away and Tauriel smirked. "…but I could care less. I have my family who accepts me with open arms, and a people who respect me for who I am not what I am. Besides, Nagar never had you removed, so I doubt he would estrange Nelithi if she chose you. As for your past...we are all targets to our enemy. The Nazgul took my son, Tork, to get to my home. My child." Tauriel sighed, clasping her hands in an effort to warm them. It really was freezing outside and now that she has stopped, she can feel the full effects of the frigid air. "I am sorry Tork, truly I do not mean to pry, it is really not my business. But what I am trying to relay is, if you do love her, give it a chance. Nelithi is worth it, and you are more than worthy of it."

"Worthy or not, she's an elf, Bunny." Tork said as if it was a final argument.

"And my husband is a dwarf. What about it?" Tauriel said with a smile. "If I have learned anything in my life, it is love is blind. I am not going to tell you what to do, I just wanted to give you some sprig of hope. If an elf and a dwarf can find love and make it work better than we could have ever imagined, then so can a changer and an elf if that is what you both want. That is all."

"Mmm." Tork hummed. "I will consider it, but do not get your hopes up. I certainly won't."

Tauriel placed a hand on his arm and looked up at him. "She is strong, Tork. If she fights like she is now, she will get through this. But I think...you give her courage and a reason to keep going. Maybe you don't understand it, maybe she doesn't, but I believe she keeps going, in part, because of you. So let yourself have that hope, because it will help you get through the hardships ahead."

"Or just create more problems for everyone." Tork grunted then chuckled. "I had no idea elves could be such optimistic romantics."

"That, is certainly not an elven trait many have." Tauriel wheezed a giggle, then shook her head. "You should get back to her, Naurfaer and Legolas are both here to walk with me. If she is getting out of bed because she is worried about you, she may just be better off if you are with her."

Tork nodded and turned to go back, but paused and stepped back up to her. "Thank you, Bunny. I will be in touch to go see this, Beorn, as soon as I feel comfortable leaving Nelithi. And you, my friend, still have quite a road of healing ahead of you. Take care of yourself, and stay in touch. I want to know that you made it to your mountain safely."

"I will send a raven when we get home, and take your time, Tork." Tauriel smiled. She was about to turn away, but instead stepped up to Tork and opened her arms. He just looked at her curiously, then slowly, pulled her into a very loose embrace, resisting the urge to lift her feet off the ground. He didn't want to hurt her. Still, Tauriel laughed, the sound tinkling in the wind. It hurt far worse than she had expected, but she didn't care, it felt freeing, like something was holding her under water in Mirkwood but Tork reminded her she didn't have to care what others thought of her here...she was no longer the captain she once was...but she was Tauriel, just, Tauriel.

"You should laugh more often." Tork said with a wink. "It is a very pleasant sound, and makes you seem less like a stuck up elven warrior, and far more...approachable…unlike that one." He threw his thumb back at Merith who gave him a nasty snarl but kept her mouth shut; likely thanks to Galloron who shook his head no. Tork snickered and continued, giving Tauriel a soft, genuine, smile. "I am glad you made it, Bunny, because this world would be grayer without you. And far too boring."

Tauriel laughed again and nodded. "I will try to remember that, and I am glad I made it too. I have a lot to live for here." She threw one last smile at him and then joined Naurfaer and Legolas, her grandfather immediately placing an arm around her to support her as the trio quietly made their way to the group already gathering at the gate.

"Finally." Naufi whined. "You took forever, mama."

Tauriel chuckled, looking at her son who was dramatically draped over the side of the cart he, Kili, and Viltarra were sitting in. Hiril too was in the cart, her head resting right beside Naufi's as they both stared at her. It was rather endearing to see. For a moment she wondered where her raven was knowing Umyra was still likely at Erebor. When movement caught her eye, she looked up to see none other than her Kaw perched on a tree just above her. He ruffled his feathers at her but stayed put.

Turning back to son, Tauriel tucked some of his hair behind his ear. "I am sorry darling, I just needed to say goodbye, and I am moving a bit slower than I am accustomed too." She pressed a kiss to his head which was on eye level with hers, then turned to Legolas.

"I do hope you plan to visit. You have yet to come see my precous Ithtiri since she was born, and I am rather sour about it." Tauriel narrowed her eyes at her friend who gave her a soft smile.

"You know I was forbidden from leaving, melon nin." Legolas drawled. "But I give you my word, I will come to Erebor as soon as my father gives me leave to meet your new daughter. I am sure, she is as beautiful as her mother."

Tauriel smiled warmly and pulled her friend into a hug, once again ignoring her own pain that was beginning to get rather persistent with all the moving and hugging she was doing that morning. Not to mention she was starting to shiver from the cold; she really should sit down. "I look forward to your visit, melon."

"Can you bring me a present, uncle Legolas?" Naufi asked. "Like a bow? You know, the ones bigger than me like the instructors were using?"

"Naufi! We don't ask for gifts, and you have six bows already." Kili rolled his eyes. "You don't need any more. And you're in trouble, remember? I don't think asking for gifts is something you should be doing right now." He gave his son a stern look causing Naufi to duck down further into the cart, only his emerald eyes visible over the side.

"I also am rather curious what you would do with a bow you are unable to wield?" Legolas said with a soft laugh. "As admirable as it is for you to have a desire to master the bow, Naufi, I suggest you continue to work with the ones you have. You are very talented, keep working with your mother and father...I can think of no better instructors than them considering how well you are doing. And perhaps one day, I will consider having an elven bow made for you...if your parents allow it."

"We shall see." Tauriel hummed. "And we will be having a discussion about manners once more, as I see you have forgotten them Naufi." She shook her head and sighed, rubbing at her chest for multiple reasons.

Fili chuckled as he pulled himself up onto Kit, Dungael at his feet. He had made sure to bring his new warg down to the stables to introduce him to his horse so Kit didn't try and kick at the young warg...but the cream-colored horse was so docile he didn't seem to care, and Dungael had zero interest in the horses whatsoever. "You should consider yourself lucky your nan was not here, Naufi, she would have given you an earful right now for not minding your royal manners."

Naufi sobered immediately at the mention of his nan, who he was sure, probably hated him right now. He looked down to the ground and Tauriel, sensing his immediate change in mood, could not stop herself from wanting to crawl up into the cart and take him into her arms.

Kili glanced down at his son, sensing the change as well and pressed a hand to his cheek. "Hey, it will be alright, ya? Let's get your mam in the cart so we can go home."

Naufi nodded as Kili jumped down and took Tauriel's hand then paused. "Amralime, you are freezing! Viltarra, can you grab that blanket there?" He released her hands and rubbed his up and down her arms worriedly, seeing and feeling just how cold she was despite wearing winter clothes suited for traveling.

"Here, she should wear this." Ivethin, who wished to stay once the vaccine was packed to say goodbye, held out a thick travel coat that seemed to be lined with soft wool. She and Kili helped Tauriel into it just as Legolas removed his gloves and handed them to Tauriel who lifted a brow but accepted them.

"Thank you. I was not expecting how cold it is." Tauriel said gratefully.

"Your body is still healing, my friend, you are far more susceptible to the elements than you normally would be. I have a few more things for you..." Ivethin handed her a small draught which both Kili and Tauriel looked at with apprehension. "...it is not what you think it is. That is warm cider with honey and the pain-reducing powder mixed in. I know how much you hate the bitterness of the powder, but I am hoping the honey and sweetness from the apples will mask much of it. This will help you on your journey, which will be very painful for you I am sure."

Kili accepted the warm travel mug as Tauriel finished pulling on the gloves that were just a bit too large for her. "Is there anything I should watch for, Ivethin?" Kili asked, handing Tauriel the mug and watching as she took an experimental sip. He had to hold back a chuckle when her face scrunched up, both seeing and sensing her distaste for what she was drinking. Clearly, the honey and apples didn't help much. Still, she drank the entire thing proving how much pain she was already in.

Ivethin nodded as she handed Kili a small flask. "You above all others will be able to know when she has had too much. I entreat you to stop and take a break if her pain levels become too severe. This is a sleeping draught, again not the same as the one she was given. This is safe for elves, humans...and dwarves." She said eyeing Tauriel knowingly. She was not privy to her friend's choices, but she has some rather interesting suspicions about just how much her body has changed that align with that mark on her wrist and the noticeable physiological changes in Tauriel any healer who has worked with her could see.

"Do your best to not jostle her too much. Walking is one thing, but carts have a tendency to be quite jarring especially with the snow covering the ground. I see you have furs set up, those should help with the impact, but remember to stop if you need. Tauriel..." Ivethin looked at the eleth who nodded showing she was listening. "...do not wait too long to take this draught. If the pain becomes unmanageable, drink the entire flask so your body can relax and rest. It should last a few hours but won't put you into a deep sleep."

Tauriel didn't look too excited as she glanced at the flask in Kili's currently ungloved hand. "Ivethin, I will be nursing by the end of the day...is this safe to take?"

"Perfectly." Ivethin said with a small smile. "I would not have suggested it if it was not. I took that into account when I searched my stores for something to aid your journey. As long as you take it at least halfway through your trip, it should be far enough through your system to not affect your infant. However, if you take it too close to Erebor...I cannot promise it won't be passed to her. But it won't harm her...she will just likely sleep it off through the night like her nana."

"And your certain it is okay for her?" Tauriel asked needed to make sure her taking this won't harm her infant daughter. She will be feeding her child tonight, and Tauriel could care less if it causes her own body physical pain to do so, but she absolutely refuses to do anything that even might potentially harm her daughter. She accepts pain comes with being a mother; her children will always come before her and her comfort.

"I give you my word, Tauriel, this won't hurt your daughter. I myself have given it to infants half her age who were suffering their own pains from traumatic births or, unfortunately, injuries they have sustained so in their early life. Even among the eldar I have used it. In fact, it was given to you if my memory serves correctly, the first night you were brought here to Mirkwood as an infant and you turned out just fine. If it passes to her at all, it will cause her to tire for the night, nothing more."

That made Tauriel feel much better as she nodded and forced herself to relax just a bit. She will only take it if she absolutely had to, but it was nice to know it was an option if the trip became too difficult for her. Stopping and camping is not an option, she wants to get home...tonight. "Thank you, Ivethin."

Ivethin nodded and placed a hand on Tauriel's shoulder, then as gently as she could, pulled her friend into an embrace. "I don't think I have ever said thank you." She said so softly it was almost a whisper. "I have never had such a friend who would risk everything to come for me. Tauriel, I shall forever be grateful for you, just, you. You never cease to amaze me with your courage, your cleverness, and your beautiful heart. If there is one thing I know for certain in this world, it is you walk in the light of our makers. I am so, so proud of you, Tauriel, and I see you. I have always seen you."

Tauriel felt the tears of her friend fall as she pressed her cheek to Tauriel's trying her best to embrace her friend without causing her any kind of pain or discomfort. "I know Ivethin." Tauriel said after a moment. "Of all the people in Mirkwood who have been a part of my life...you are one of the very few who has never once looked down on me. And you do not need to thank me, you're my friend, I will always endeavor to protect those I care for."

"And that is why anyone who counts you as a true friend, is far more than blessed for it." Ivethin wiped a tear away from her own cheek as she pulled away. "You, are the greatest treasure to have as a friend, Tauriel."

"I fully agree." Legolas hummed as he stepped up beside Ivethin. "It was quite the adventure, melon-nin. I will miss having you nearby once more. It felt...like before you left for a bit. I had not realized just how much I missed you."

Tauriel smiled. "Do not forget your promise. Erebor is open to either of you if you are able to visit...anytime."

"I shall make an effort to come see you more often." Ivethin said. "It would be lovely to see your family again, and I want to check on your healing progress so be sure to expect me in a month or so."

"Only if you are feeling up to travel, Ivethin." Tauriel took her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. "Do not forget you have healing to do as well. I will be speaking to Oin and Balin when I return to see if we have any older medical texts that might be useful to you. I cannot promise we do...but you would be rather surprised what is in the depths of the library and records rooms in Erebor."

"I would appreciate any aid, I refuse to give up on Nelithi, myself, or the others who suffer. There must be something that can help. I can manage, it is getting easier to know when I have reached my limits...it is Nelithi and a few others I worry most for. Now, let us get you in that cart."

"Need help Ki?" Fili asked about to get down, but Kili shook his head as both he and Tauriel eyed the higher cart knowing there was no way she would be able pull herself up in her current state.

"No, I think we can figure this out." He responded to his brother as several ideas ran through his mind. Not one of them Tauriel would like, and he was mentally preparing himself for her to be a little bit annoyed with him. With no other choice, Kili lifted her into his arms and moved to the back, a plan in mind that would cause her the least amount of discomfort. "Hey Nauf, there's two latches on either side, can you lift them so we can get this back end down?"

"Kili, I can get up." Tauriel grumbled knowing full well she couldn't, but hating the fact this was making her look weak in front of everyone. Something she loathed.

"You, I, and everyone in this group knows full well that's a lie." Kili rolled his eyes as Naurfaer jumped in to help his namesake get the tail of the cart down so they could get Tauriel inside. Kili was able to pass her up to her grandfather who set her gently down on some furs arranged to give her something comfortable and warm to sit on. The thick pile would also act as a barrier and help mitigate the jostling of the cart so the trip wouldn't be as painful as it otherwise would be for her. Viltarra then placed the blanket over Tauriel, giving her a warm smile.

"Thank you." Tauriel sighed, but smiled. She glanced down at the basket beside her also filled with furs. She can just barely make out a tiny nose and set of closed eyes peeking through the soft layers around him. Taurion was clearly asleep.

"Come sit with mama, my little one. You can help me keep warm." Tauriel said, lifting the blanket just a bit for Naufi to sidle up next to her. The little dwarfling tucked himself into his mother as she whispered words of love to him. She felt him relax further as she pressed a kiss to his head. He still felt warmer than he should, but otherwise he seemed fine so she will keep an eye on that. If Ivethin thought he was in any danger, she knew her friend have said something.

Legolas smiled as he watched Tauriel from where he stood beside Ivethin. "I would ride with you, melon, but I am needed here to help my father. I will be coming to Erebor as soon as I am able." He promised, Tauriel nodded her understanding.

"Are we ready to go?" Thorin said stepping into the group with Aeodhen, Dwalin, and Bofur right beside him. The remaining dwarven guards stood attention as they all mounted up ready to go. The majority of the guards had already left a bit earlier with Thorin's permission both to scout ahead and to tread down whatever snows that might hinder them. He glanced up and scowled when a rogue snowflake fell onto his nose, melting instantly from his dwarven heat. "Let us hope we make it back to Erebor before it starts blizzarding again."

"We are ready uncle." Fili said, nodding to Bofur as he jumped up to sit beside Kili on the cart. He already went through the entire barrel of the Avarian ale so he didn't have anything to pack, but he was more than happy to have enjoyed it thoroughly. He had also offered his pony to one of the guards who chose to remain behind to travel with them but had no mount. He was fine with riding beside Kili in the cart.

Naurfaer had jumped down after making sure Tauriel was comfortable and well layered with furs and blankets. He was riding Elenath since Maryn and Galaddal were pulling the cart.

"I think I can speak for everyone when I say we are more than ready to get going." Kili said as Thorin pulled himself up onto his own horse and secured his gloves, Kili doing the same.

Thorin glanced down at Legolas and Ivethin then nodded. "Thank you again, both of you. I will send word when we get to Erebor." Legolas nodded and Ivethin smiled and bowed her head just as Thorin called out, "Lets move!"

Tauriel tried not to wince as the cart lurched forward, but the draught was already beginning to help numb some of her pain. Still, she could not prepare herself for the way the cart jolted a bit.

"I am so sorry, amralime, I will try and keep things as smooth as possible."

"I am alright, meleth nin." She glanced up at Kili who was seated on the driving bench she was leaning against that was several inches higher than the bed of the cart she sat in. "The pain will come, but I can endure it. It is only for half the day." Kili ground his jaw as he looked back at her, then used their bond to take half her pain as he steered them forward. With one last wave goodbye to her friends, the group was finally making their way home to Erebor.

Authors Note at the end: Okay, NOW they are going to Erebor. Lol. Poor Tauriel still have a heavy road of healing to do. So there will be more of that, a reunion of the family, and discussions about what had happened, and what needs to happen to protect the family and the people from both the Nazgul, and the other forces of Sauron that will only be getting stronger until the great war not quite on the horizon, but coming nonetheless. Also more Tork, and friends too! I have grown rather fond of the shifter. If you had not noticed.

To anyone who celebrates, wishing everyone a very merry and safe Christmas and holiday! Hope everyone is surrounded by good friends, family, love, peace, and food. I added peace because I personally love my moments of quiet in the chaotic holiday season.

If you don't celebrate the holidays, I love you too!

I will likely have the next chapter out before new years, that's my goal at least. But if not, the week after.

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