(Picture is Killian)

It had been a long day for Thorin. Fili had come bursting in at first light to tell Thorin that his wife, Arya was expecting their first. Of course, everyone was excited, especially Throin, Sepha and Dis but that meant that the rest of the day went slow for Thorin because almost every dwarf he ran into was only half paying attention and most of the time speaking or thinking about the new baby coming up.

Thorin sighed as he reached the door to his chambers and pushed the door open. He made sure to not do it too loud just in case the baby was sleeping. As he pushed it open, he stopped and leant against the door. He did this every time he came home after a long day for no matter what time or what day it was, it was always his favorite part of the day.

Sepha was sitting in a rocking chair by the fire, her belly swollen widely, for, Arya wasn't the only one expecting. Sepha was eight months heavily pregnant and of course the whole company were betting that it would be another boy.

Sitting next to Sepha on the chair was the baby, Fillian who was barely a year old. He was a splitting image of Sepha except for the bright blue eyes which he gained from his father. His features were sharp like Thorin's but his lips were full and pouty and his hair wavy and thick like Sepha's.

Fillian was sound asleep, his head leaning against Sepha's large belly and his small fist gripping a handful of her dress. On the floor, three year old Thora and two year old Killian were playing with wooden blocks that Thorin had made them.

Thora was Sepha through and through especially with the brown hair and green eyes but her features held much more of Thorin. Killian was without a doubt, just like his father and uncommonly like his cousin after whom he had been named. When Killian was born, neither Sepha nor Thorin were expecting him to look so much like Kili.... or act so much like him but he did and it was a welcome sight especially to FIli who practically doted on the boy.

"Amad," Thora said, looking up from her block tower. "Can you sing to us?"

Sepha smiled and Thorin felt himself smiling as well. At one time of the day or another, one of the children would ask Sepha to sing and most of the time it sent all three of them to sleep. They usually asked when they were tired and Sepha's voice always calmed them, especially Killian (no surprise there).

"Of course," sepha replied as Killian climbed into her lap.

"What will you sing this time?" Killian whispered, laying his head against his mother's belly.

Sepha pursed her lips together and thought, "I think I have a new one today."

"What's it about?" Thora asked, laying her belly and resting her plump chin in her hands.

"It's about trust.... and finding the right person," Sepha replied.

"Oooh!" Thora cooed. she was always the one who adored listening to her parents tell stories about their journeys and adventures. Of course, Thora always loved hearing Thorin tell the story of their love story because according to Thora, his version was always so much more dramatic, tense and suspenseful. "Like you and adad!"

Sepha smiled and nodded, "Just like us."

Thorin leant his head against the doorframe as Sepha's soft voice filled the room.

When she finished, Sepha lifted her eyes and noticed THorin in the doorway. Thorin was smiling, his whole heart in his eyes. Striding across the room, he scooped up the sleeping form of Thora off the floor and placed her on the bed. He then picked up Fillian and Killian so that they didn't squash their mother and placed them next to Thora before covering them in the covers and kissing their heads.

He then headed over to his wife who had risen to her feet. He smiled as he slipped his arms around her waist and held her close, kissing her gently.

"No matter how many times, every time I hear you sing, I feel like I'm reliving that first day at Bilbo's when you sang Fili and Kili to sleep for the first time."

Sepha smiled up at her husband and THorin kissed her forehead, "I love you Aramalime."

Sepha was about to reply when she gasped, "Well I hope you love me a lot because my water just broke.... oh and the contractions hurt!"

TIME SKIP

When Oin opened the door, Thorin knew something was up. This was his fourth child so by now he could seem to read OIn's expressions. With Thora it had been blank then a huge grin. With Killian and Fillian, he had straight up bolted through the door, grinning from ear to ear.... now, he stood there with his eyes wide, a stunned look on his face.

"What is it?" GLoin asked his brother, peering around Thorin's shoulder.

Oin looked from face to face till finally Dis appeared in the doorway and smiled, "it's twins!"

The sound of jaws dropping was so loud that Thorin was sure that Fili's probably hit the floor. Dis shooed everyone out of the room, again and let Thorin in. A few minutes later, Thorin emerged with two bundles in his arms.

Sepha was close behind and at once was set upon by her three older children who had been pestering Fili to see her. As she scooped up FIllian into her arms, Fili came over and hugged her.

"You never cease to amaze me auntie."

Sepha smiled and hugged the dwarf back.

The dwarves all crowded around Thorin to look at the two handsome little boys. Thorin was beaming and Sepha couldn't help but admire how well THorin had taken to being a father the moment Thora entered their life. Every time a new one joined the family, THorin seemed to become a better father every time.

"What are you going to name them?" Gloin asked. "They're handsome lads. They need strong names."

THorin looked at SEpha who was smiling, "We were thinking Toran and Sellan."

The dwarves all grinned and Balin nodded. "Perfect."

A Year Later

It was late when Thorin came back from work. The kids were already in bed and from the look of it, so was Sepha. After changing and slipping out of his clothes, he climbed under the covers. Immediately he felt Sepha shift against him and he wrapped an arm around her.

"Where is Bilbo?" THorin whispered.

Sepha shifted again until Thorin felt the small bundle of his youngest son in his arms. Looking through the dark, he smiled at his brand new, dark haired son. Bilbo was almost a year old now and had earned a high honor with all his older siblings.

It had been almost five years since the battle and they hadn't seen Bilbo since. Thorin had promised to take them on a vacation to visit the hobbit, just as soon as Sepha recovered from Bilbo's pregnancy which had proved to be a long one since the little man turned out to be the largest of the children.

"Amad, adad," Thora's soft voice whispered. "The boys are scared."

Thorin rolled over to see his daughter and his two eldest sons standing next to the bed. He smiled and opened the sheets and the three crawled in. Fillian scooted over to lay between Bilbo and his father, wrapping his arms protectively around his little brother while Killian crawled next to Sepha (of course!) and Thora lay against her mother.

Thorin knew better than to settle down for a half second later, the two year old twins pattered over and their little fists pulled on their father's hair till he turned around. He smiled at them and reaching down, picked both of them up and lifted them onto the bed.

Both boys curled up against their father's chest and were soon sound asleep, their little snores beating against Thorin's chest.

He was about to close his eyes when he heard Thora's voice whisper to Sepha, "Amad, you have a belly."

Thorin found himself smirking at that remark, remembering back to when Sepha had first shown pregnancy signs with Thora and that was the first thing that the whole company said.

"I know that honey," Sepha whispered, humor in her voice.

"No I mean I big belly," the five year old girl whispered. "like when you had Sellan and Toran in your belly. It's round."

Thorin was about to smile when he registered what the girl had said. He slowly turned, trying to not rouse the twins and looked at his wife in the dark. Even in the dim lit room he could see Sepha lift her eyes to look at him, a smile on her face.

"You're a cheeky one," Thorin remarked, grinning from ear to ear.

Any other time he would have wrapped his wife in a hug and kissed her but the children were sleeping between them. in that case he reached over and laced his fingers with hers outside the blankets.

Sepha smiled, "But you love me."

Thorin smiled, "But I love you Aramalime.... both of you."

TIME SKIP.....LONG ONE!

It was time, Sepha could feel it. She and THorin had been happily married for sixty years. Their children were growing up and were going on adventures of their own. The war with Sauron was over and Bilbo had not managed to pay them a visit at Erabor so they visited him in Rivendell where they also met Frodo and were reunited with Legolas and Gandalf and Elrond.

Fili and Arya had been married almost the same time and had three daughters: Filia, Kilia and Threa. Honestly, Sepha and THorin could still not tell which were more of a handful, Fili or the girls.

It had been several months since the evil in the world had been destroyed for good and of course every last human in middle earth was celebrating. However, standing on the gate of Erabor, looking over the country side, Sepha knew that the world would not go back to what it had been before.

She felt arms encase her from behind and she smiled as THorin's deep voice tickled her ear.

"We'll be leaving soon," he whispered.

Sepha turned and looked up at her husband lovingly. Even though there was more gray in his hair, he was still the handsome dark dwarf she had fallen madly in love with all those years ago.

Sepha nodded, "I'm happy to go.... but also sad to leave this place."

THorin nodded and hugged her close, "It's in good hands."

Sepha smiled. When Thorin had thought of a successor, the first thing he thought of was either Fili or Killian.... but both of them were coming with him and Sepha, as were all the rest of the kids. Balin and most of the company were gone now and all the rest were accompanying Sepha and Thorin. In that case, Thorin finally asked Dain's son: Dorin, to take care of ERabor and the young dwarf had been named king not long ago.

He was a good lad, an awful lot like Dain but much more agreeable like Thorin.

"Shall we go?" Thorin asked, taking her hand.

Sepha nodded and laced her fingers with his before heading down. There was a cluster of saddled ponies waiting outside the gates. Fillian was riding with Filia, Killian with Kilia, Thora with Thea, the twins together, Bilbo in front of Sepha and little Bella in front of Thorin.

Fili and Arya followed close behind with the remaining company: Gloin, Dwalin, Dori and Bofur.

As they rode off, they didn't stop till they reached the hill that would block their view of Erabor forever. They all turned and looked back at the mountain.

"It's seems like yesterday we were cresting this hill and looking upon it for the first time," FIli whispered.

THorin nodded, "But this time we're not being driven out. We're leaving because it is our time."

everyone nodded in agreement and took one last look before turning and riding off.

TIME SKIP.... a few days later.

When they finally met up with Gandalf, Bilbo and the four hobbits, no one was surprised when Bilbo remained in Gandalf's cart. He was old now, not having the gift of long life like the dwarves. The twins had offered to sit with him and Frodo in the back, giving Killian a good reason to ride his own pony.

After a long ride, they finally stopped at their destination and dismounted. They all unsaddled their horses and let them run free, knowing they would find their way back home.

Thorin scooped up Bella into his arms while Sepha held Bilbo on her hip, the twins holding her skirts uncertainly. Fillian stood by his father while Killian took Thea and Thora's hands in a protective manner, leaving Filia and Kilia to hold onto Fili's legs.

They headed down the docks slowly, for Frodo and Sam were helping Bilbo along carefully.

"Well," the hobbit remarked. "This is a place I have never seen before."

Sepha looked over the hobbit's head to see three familiar faces: Galadrial, her husband and Elrond.

"The time of the three rings has ended," Galadrial remarked. "The time has come, for the dominion of men."

Elrond carefully helped Bilbo onto the boat with the elves following. Sepha saw Gandalf turn to farewell the hobbits. Just then, Killian turned to her.

"Where will those boats take us?" he asked, fear in his eyes.

SEpha smiled and handing Bilbo to THorin, she knelt down and hugged her son. Thora, Fillian and the twins stood around her.

"it is called the Gray Havens. It is where we all go when we die. it is a lovely place.... without pain... suffering or death."

"But we're not dying," Thora pointed out matterafactly.

Thorin smiled and knelt down, patting his daughter's cheek, "We know... but it is time for us to leave. The world isnt the way it was when your mother and I were young. It is time for some people to leave Middle Earth. Just like Galadrial said, it is time for men to live in middle earth."

"Will we know anyone there?" Toran asked, unsure.

"Sure you will," a familiar voice remarked.

Everyone turned to see none other than Gimli and Legolas standing there. the twins squealed and rushed into Legolas's arms, earning a chuckle from the elf.

Gloin walked over and hugged his son, "You're coming too?"

Gimli nodded, "We both agreed it's time."

Everyone nodded and saw that Gandalf and Frodo had already boarded. The dwarves headed down the dock and onto the boat. The children followed next with Arya. Fili, Thorin and Sepha all stopped and glanced back at Middle Earth one last time.

Fili sighed and Sepha smiled, hugging him. Thorin's arms wrapped around both of them.

"It'll be alright," Thorin whispered.

With that they climbed onto the boat and it pushed off the docks.