Author's Note: Hello Everyone!!! So, I'm sorry I've just been really busy. With Christmas coming around I had to get straight to shopping! I wanted to get everything finished so I don't have to rush at the very last second. Thank you everyone for all the comments, follows, votes, and views! Again they are all greatly appreciated and they make me very happy because it shows you guys are enjoying this side story! Also, I found the picture above to be really cute even though it's not really what they look like, but the concept is cute and it goes with this chapter really well!!

Disclaimer: I do not own The Hobbit! All rights belong to J.R.R. Tolkien and Peter Jackson! Any references or anything you recognize from the book and what not belongs to those two wonderful men! Also I've never been pregnant or knew anyone who was to see the experience so I'm going off what I've read and heard when someone is pregnant not to mention this may be a little cliche...but I thought it was very fitting lmfao. So forgive me for the grammar errors you see, but I just hope that this chapter is still easy to read!! So enjoy everyone!! Happy reading!!

Oh, any Doctor Who Fans in here?? There was a video Peter Jackson posted on facebook (I think it was his site, or it was a Doctor Who Page) and it announced that Peter Jackson was going to direct an episode because Peter Capaldi was also in it as the Doctor!! BUT if you looked very closely in the video there is a heavily marked and tab book of the Silmarillion!! Could it be a hint to a new Middle Earth movie??? I would like to think so because everything in the video was all placed, he was even polishing his awards lmfao. I'm SO excited and hope this is true!!!

'I don't feel so good...' I thought to myself as I walked through the halls of the kingdom.

After the coronation there was a huge feast, soon after I was thrown into the duties that came with being the new Queen. They were different from Thorin's, I didn't have to attend any of the meetings between the Lords very much or meetings with his counselors, but mostly my job was to keep the peace in the kingdom. Listening to any concerns our people may have, the concerns coming from the people in Dale and when I was needed I would sit in on any strategic meetings with Thorin, Bard, and Thranduil. Basically...I was doing what I was doing before I was Queen, it's just that now people came to me every second of the day instead of me stumbling upon the problems and concerns.

I was insistent though to keep training the elves that stayed in Erebor. There were some disagreements from some of Thorin's counselors, but I trusted only a few people with training them the way I did. Though, I assured them that if they had a problem then I would let Tauriel take over when I was needed elsewhere. Mostly though I made sure to overlook their training, or at least had some say in what they were doing.

It had been a busy time after the coronation and our wedding, but I was happy. Sure, before our wedding we were already sharing a room, but now...I suppose I saw Thorin differently now. Before I was sharing it with the one I loved, but now I was sharing it with someone I can forever call my own. He was my husband.

'How foreign...to be calling Thorin my husband...' I thought as I smiled automatically, but the happiness was short lived. I suddenly felt very nauseous, feeling something traveling up my throat and I quickly placed a hand over my mouth as I ran into one of the rooms closes to me...which thankfully was the room I shared with Thorin.

I burst into the room and hastily looked around. When I spotted a bucket I snatched it up and headed to the bathroom.

Whatever I had eaten that morning was all going right into the bucket, and when I had thrown up my breakfast I felt like I was just heaving up air. I feel absolutely sick...and it's been that way for the past weeks now. I felt bad because sometimes I would wake up Thorin in the middle of the night due to me heaving in the bathroom...he would sit beside me, rubbing my back as I threw up everything that was in my stomach into the bucket. I didn't know what was wrong with me...must've been something I had eaten I concluded.

As I rested my head against the tub in our bathroom I started to think back of the past couple of weeks and started to notice that something was indeed wrong with me, and I don't think that it was a simple case of eating the wrong food.

I've also noticed that I've been tired lately; I tend to head back to my room when I had some peace and quiet, drifting to sleep. I think even a couple of times my mood had gone from happily training the elves in Erebor to getting angry at them for the simplest of things.

I let out a sigh as I finally felt my nausea disappearing as I finally leaned back against the wall, waiting to see if it would come back any time soon.

'I should go and check in with one of the healers...' I thought suddenly as I carefully got back to my feet. 'I hope it's not anything too bad...'

When I emptied out the bucket out of our bathroom window that was situated above the river below I heard a knock at our bedroom door.

"Come in!" I called out as I cleaned my mouth out with some water from the basin.

I heard the door creek open and when I exited the bathroom there was a dwarf bowing at me, I knew this dwarf as well.

"Hello Frár." I greeted with a smile as I walked toward my bed. "What are you doing here?"

After Thorin had proposed, Frár and a few other dwarves I did not recognize were invited to be a part of Thorin's counselors. Thorin had said that with them a part of his counsel they would speak on the behalf of elves if any of his old counselors were to speak up against us. Apparently, these dwarves weren't just chosen at random either, they seemed to know me as well just like Frár. Dwarves that me and my kin had returned to assist in the mountain when it was set ablaze.

"Apologies my Queen." Frár said as he stood up to his full height. "King Thorin is about to meet and have lunch with Lord Dáin, Lord Bard and Lord Thranduil and he requests that you join them."

"Thank you for telling me Frár." I said as I began walking toward the door.

"I shall escort you there." Frár said as he started walking out of our room with me following close behind.

Frár and I talked on our way to where Thorin was; it was nice hearing what he had been up to since I had seen him as a little dwarf, nice to hear what everyone had been doing. It was times like these that made my heart swell because these are the dwarves we saved. If we had not saved them back then, many lives now wouldn't exist.

I've started to take notice that the longer I spent with Frár that once he got talking about his family there was no stopping him, like when Gloin would talk about his son Gimli. I'm not complaining though, it was nice to hear such stories.

"My King." Frár greeted as I looked to where Frár was looking at.

I saw Thorin standing at the entrance of the kingdom, speaking to his sister and his nephews in his blue tunic without his fur coat and when he was called, he had turned in our direction and a large smile graced his feature.

"Belle." Thorin greeted as soon as I was in arms reach of him. "How are you feeling?"

"I feel well Thorin." I smiled as I came to stand at his side. "Are we just waiting for our guests?"

"Yes, they should be arriving soon." Thorin said as he looked toward the city of Dale. "My sister was here just keeping me company."

I turned to Frár and nodded to him with a smile.

"Thank you Frár, you can go back to your family if you like." I said as Frár simply bowed and left back the way we had come.

"Will Dís, Fili and Kili be joining us for lunch?" I questioned curiously.

"No, we're only here to keep my brother company until the rest of the Lords arrive." Dís said with a smile.

"What is this meeting about?" I asked Thorin.

"Just another update about what's been going on...Thranduil said they have some news for us that may be a cause for concern." Thorin informed.

"Greetings Thorin." A loud voice boomed out.

Our attention was drawn to the entrance to see Dáin, Bard and Thranduil making their way to us, two on a horse and the other on a large boar.

"Greetings my Lords." I called out with a smile as I watched the three dismount their steeds. "I hope the journey here was not too much of a hassle."

"No trouble at all Belle." Bard had said with a smile.

All of us spoke to each other for a few seconds; the three attending today had all either addressed me by my name or a shortened version of it as requested by me. At first they had called me by my title, but with people I had known before I had become Queen calling me by such a name seemed so awkward for me that I wanted them to keep the way they called me as is. As we exchanged greetings and pleasantries, Thorin nodded in the direction of the room we usually had these small meetings in.

"Shall we speak more over lunch?" Thorin questioned as I nodded and turned with Thorin who had reached for my hand in the process.

"Actually..." Bard mumbled nervously bringing our attention back to him. "there are still some people who will be attending this small gathering as well."

"Oh, are your kids coming?" I questioned happily. "They are always welcomed, so it is no problem whatsoever."

"No, they actually invited themselves when they knew that I was coming to meet with you and Thorin." Bard mumbled, clearly looking a bit irritated when he spoke.

"And who would be our unexpected guests?" Thorin questioned curiously.

"King Thorin!" A loud happy voice sounded from behind Bard and Thranduil.

The two Lords stepped to the side for us to see and I could only groan in irritation after seeing who our uninvited guests were.

"The Master and Alfrid..." I grumbled from beside Thorin as I smiled in an attempt to be welcoming.

"It's quite a surprise to see you two here." Thorin said as I felt him tense beside me. "We did not expect any more people for lunch."

"Well, when Bard said he was going to meet with you he had invited the two of us." The Master said as Bard carefully shook his head from beside the two.

"Well, the more the merrier I suppose. I shall go and make sure that the cooks know to make extra." I commented as I looked toward Bard. "Bard, would you like to accompany me?"

"Of course Belle." Bard nodded as he bowed to Thorin one last time before following me close behind.

When the two of us were a fair distance away from the group I heard Bard growl out in irritation.

"I'm so sorry Belle; I really tried to keep them from coming along." Bard apologized as he came to walk beside me.

"Today seemed like it was going to start off as a good day," I commented sadly. "it is alright Bard. Do you know why they are here?" I questioned curiously.

"I have no idea what their intention for tagging along today is..." Bard said as we headed toward the kitchen area.

When we entered the room beautiful aroma of delicious food filled the air, but there was a certain smell mixed in that at that very moment made my stomach do flips. I felt something rising up my throat and I once again had to place a hand over my mouth.

"Bard..." I whispered making as light gagging noise. "I am sorry, can you relay the information to the cooks, and I shall be right back."

"Are you alright Belle?" Bard questioned with concern.

"No I am not..." I spoke with difficulty as I quickly searched for the bathroom in the kitchen, running toward the room as I grabbed a bucket along the way.

At this point I was heaving up nothing...basically all of it was dry heaves.

*knock knock*

I lifted my head when I heard knocking at the door to the bathroom I was in and cleared my throat before calling out to whoever was on the other side.

"Who is it?" I called out quietly.

"Belle." Bard's voice cut through as I saw the door slowly creek open, Bard's head poking through the crack of the door. "Are you alright?"

"I am fine Bard...just let me rest here for a bit." I called out as I held the bucket close.

"Hope everything is alright Belle." Bard said as he came more into the bathroom.

"Just a bit sick...possibly something I ate..." I mumbled sadly.

"Has it been that way for a couple of days?" Bard questioned.

"No...it has been maybe a couple of weeks every morning and sometimes during the day..." I mumbled as I carefully rested in my spot.

I heard Bard hum before hearing his footsteps leave the bathroom and then return, but the moment he returned I smelt something foul envelop the bathroom causing me to hurl back in the bucket.

"Bard...what did you bring..." I groaned in pain as I gagged more into the bucket.

"It's fish Belle." Bard mumbled as he came beside me. "You were eating this at the feast after your coronation."

"Please take it away..." I pleaded my voice as weak as possible.

"Answer me this; I already know of your sickness, and that you suddenly have a dislike for fish when not too long ago you were eating it just fine...have you had any mood swings? Fatigue and tiredness? Or anything else out of the ordinary that would be considered a drastic change for you?" Bard questioned as I turned to look at him in confusion.

"Yes, how did you know?" I questioned before gagging more. "Please get rid of that fish...it is making me sick."

I watched as a smile made its way on Bard's face as he shook his head. I heard him speaking to someone before the smell of fish was carried away and was no longer prominent in the room we were in.

"Belle...have you ever been around when your sister was having her kids?" Bard questioned.

"Not really...not at the beginning." I mumbled honestly. "We were a bit busy...but my brother and I were always there for her when she really needed us..."

"Belle..." Bard said with a smile as I felt him rubbing my back. "I think some congratulations are in order."

"Congratulations for what..." I mumbled a bit irritably.

"Well I think you and the King are expecting a child." Bard answered plainly. "You are having fairly the same symptoms when my wife was having our children. We will only know for sure when you start showing more."

'A child...?' I thought in shock as I subconsciously reached down and placed a hand on my stomach. "I think you are mistaken Bard..."

"I've had three Belle I think at this point I know the symptoms of a pregnant woman." Bard teased. "You can't possibly be worried about being a mother. You've raised two and you're now raising another...granted they're already over a hundred. But you're still the mother figure in their lives. You've been raising them well; you have nothing to worry about if you had your own."

"My own children..." I mumbled a bit dumbfounded. "My concern is if Thorin wanted children..."

"The dwarf is in love with you." Bard assured with a smile. "I'm sure the news would make him extremely happy."

"I know a way I can find out for sure..." I mumbled, carefully getting up with a hand still over my stomach. "Granted we will be a little late, and it is a bit of a cheat...but I am sure she will tell me when it comes to something like this..."

I carefully pushed my way out of the bathroom before turning to look back at Bard.

"Are you coming Bard?" I questioned with a smile causing Bard to only nod his head.

I knew where she was...she always loved learning new things, and thankfully it was close to the area that our lunch was being held.

"Tirananniel." I called out to the elf that was holding a large book in her hand. "I am curious about something."

I watched as Tirananniel closed the book and then turned to look at Bard and myself.

"Hello there my Queen." Tirananniel said with a cheeky smile.

"I am sure you know why I am here, judging by the smile on your face." I said as I crossed my arms across my chest.

"Yes I do indeed know why you are here." Tirananniel chuckled.

The three of us stood around together in silence, and as time ticked by I started to get agitated.

"Well!" I growled out in irritation causing Tirananniel's smile to widen more.

"Calm down my friend." Tirananniel said with a chuckle. "To answer your question, yes you are. I suggest you get Thenidiel to monitor your progress as the weeks go by."

"I am...pregnant..." I mumbled in surprise. "and, you are sure about that?"

"I'm insulted that you would ask me if I was sure." Tirananniel mumbled with mock hurt. "Yes Bellethiel, as sure as the sun will rise and set, you are pregnant and expecting triplets. Congratulations my friend."

So many emotions were going through me. I was shocked, scared, nervous...but at the same time I was happy, excited, and elated.

"I am going to be a mother..." I mumbled before I began to register what Tirananniel had just said. "did you say triplets?"

"Yes." Tirananniel said as she turned back to her book. "I won't say anything until you announce the good news to Thorin."

"Triplets..." I heard Bard mumble before chuckling at me. "congratulations to you and Thorin, you're going to be wonderful parents. When do you plan to tell Thorin?"

"Thank you Bard." I said happily as I felt my heart beat wildly in my chest. "I will probably tell Thorin sometime today before we announce it to the family."

"If I may intervene in your conversation," Tirananniel said as our attention was bought back to the elf. "I do believe that you guys are missing a lunch between Thorin, Thranduil, Dáin and the Master."

"Yes, we should get to the meeting." I nodded in agreement. "We shall take our leave, thank you Tirananniel for telling me the good news."

Tirananniel bid us good bye, a happy smile still plastered on her face as she went back to reading her book.

Bard and I had arrived at the room just in time to see the cooks handing out plates in front of the Lords present in the room along with the empty seats.

"You two sure took long." Thranduil stated as soon as we walked in through the door.

"Yes, sorry. I got sick the moment I got into the kitchen." I apologized as I went to take a seat beside Thorin.

"You must go and see a healer the moment you leave this room." Thorin mumbled as he got up and pulled the chair out for me, pushing it in the moment I sat in the chair.

"I think I will be fine." I said with a smile.

"Still you can't be too careful, you're a Queen now." Thranduil advised. "More people are depending on you."

I nodded my head before all of us began digging into the food that was placed in front of us. Maids began to go around; filling our gold and silver cups with wine, but when one of the maids came around to my cup I quickly placed a hand over the cup, shaking my head and politely dismissing her.

"None for me thank you." I said with a smile. "Though a glass of water would do nicely."

"Yes ma'am." The female dwarf said as she bowed and quickly left to fetch a pitcher of water.