A/N: this song is by a fantastic Hawaiian singer, his renditions of classics are great. His name is Isreal Kamakawiwo'ole...if you've never heard of him i suggest go to youtube and listen to some of his songs.

Song: Country road-(origanlly by John Denver)

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Dear Mom, There has been a new development that has arose...due to the snows making it impossible for travel to occur and unforeseen circumstances that have cropped up, Ahmi and I have decided to have a small personal wedding ceremony with only those that are closest to us here. We plan on having the big royal wedding when you arrive in the spring/ summer. We miss you very much and can not wait till you all arrive.

Love,

Fili

P.S. Congratulations , your going to be a grandmother in the fall.

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Dear Mom,

I told him not to tell you. I said it was a very bad idea to tell you like this, but just because I'm younger that doesn't mean I don't know anything. If only he would listen to his betters...but nooo...Mr. "I'm older..I know more" had to drop this onto you like this. Well shame on him. Miss you very much and can't wait to finally see you again. Love you very much.

Love, 

Kili

P.S. Alysi and I got married also. Love you bunches...kisses and hugs.

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Dis stood in her kitchen as the shock of both of her sons letters rattled around in her brain, while the two messenger birds, who had delivered the letters, shivered upon her table...both flicking off the snow that had accumulated in their travel to get here to Ered Luin. Both poor black birds had endured chilling snows, brutal and biting winds that froze feathers along their bodies and chilled their bones as they battled their way here...now they were waiting for their reward for performing beyond the call of duty to Erebor.

"CAW" one of them made a sound as if he was clearing his throat...reminding her that they were still waiting...startling her back to the present to focus on them.

"Oh. Pardon good sirs. Okay, I need you to take a message back to my sons, Fili and Kili, right away." both birds beaks fell open in shock at her words. Neither could believe that she was wanting them to go back out in this forsaken blizzard that was raging outside across the land, just to deliver a message. Was she insane?

"Princess." one of the birds interjected before she could start dictating to them.

"Hold on...I'll get this just right . Now..." she began to pace...two pairs of beady eyes followed her.

"Princess..." he tried again...she just flapped her hand at him to hush.

"Dear Fili and Kili..." she began to wring her hands as she kept pacing...they knew she was't going to listen to them unless they put a claw down.

"No. We won't do it. We are cold and tired. So no." she turned to glare at both of them..about to argue until she saw them both shaking their heads in unison.

"Okay. Fine. If that is your decision." they both fluffed up their feathers in agreement...both pleased at themselves for standing up for all of birdy kind. "Alright. Well, if you will excuse me...I must finish making my pie for a friend. Thank you for your services." she made her way over to the kitchen where she began to roll out her pie crust that she had been working on right before they showed up earlier. As she meticulously rolled the dough out she began to sing a little tune from her childhood.

Sing a song of sixpence a pocket full of rye,

Four and twenty blackbirds baked in a pie.
When the pie was opened the birds began to sing,
Oh wasn't that a dainty dish to set before the king?

As she sang she would periodically peer at the two birds who stared wide eyed at her...shifting foot to foot in nervousness as they watched her rolling and singing the lyrics over and humming the tune. Finally one of them couldn't take the pressure of it anymore..crowing out in mercy for her to take pity and stop.

"CAW...I'll do it...I'll do it." she smiled sweetly..neither was fooled...this one was devious..as she delicately walked over. " But understand this , Princess, if I freeze and die...on your head it be." he gave her a beady glare as she readily agreed.

"Oh, of course, noble son of Roac. If you perish in the line of duty then you will receive a heroic burial as is proper."  he stamped his feet in frustration, but waited for her confounded message so he could hurry on his way...leaving this harpy's den as fast as his black wings could carry him.

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A few days had passed since the birth of the twins, Tali and Ravi, and things were looking good in the Ur household. Tia was healing very well without any more complications rising up...each day she gained more color, more energy within her so she could help with the going on within the home. Each day Bofur , with the help of his parents, was able to handle two newborns and two toddlers with remarkable expert care, as if he had been doing this all his life. Both little boys seemed to get along perfectly...always playing and chattering with each other ...it was such a pleasure for the household to watch. It was during these days that the homes greatest sorrow happened when Bofur had to tell his wife and brother in law about the fate of their father.

"Me love...he was the bravest and most selfless man I've got teh know." Bofur held onto Tia's hand that was trembling in his own..tears falling from her green eyes...clouding them with sorrow that broke Bofurs heart, knowing he was causing it. Tohlm sat next to her bed as he bowed his head over his knees..hands folded in front of his face as he let his tears fall silently down to soak in his pants. Shortly ago, Bofur had asked his parents to watch all four children while he divulged this sad news to his love and brother...knowing how heartbreaking this would be for them to hear. "Tia...Tohlm...he, without any fer himself saved Kili..he was a hero and as such is being honored as one. He was buried within the ancient tombs of Durin as one of the Durin line. When we get home teh Erebor, we can visit it and yeh get teh see his carved tombstone that proclaims him of the house of Durin and a great lord. I did the carving meself and Thorin had me also do the runes fer it. He was wanting all teh know what a great and honorable man he was." slowly Bofur moved onto the bed and gathered Tia into his arms...giving her comfort in her grief at the loss of her father. Bofur hesitated for a moment...knowing there was more and hoping it would help both of Kahrns children in their mourning. "Theres more...Kili told me that when Kahrn died in his arms he spoke Ravi's name. He believes that yur father saw yur mothers spirit..welcoming him teh her...he believes they are joined once more in the Halls of Mahal." Bofur hoped it would help ease their grief later on..for now he knew it wasn't any consolation , as he held Tia..letting her sob into his shoulder for as long as she needed.

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Eventually  the winter snows gave way to spring...losing its chilling battle to warming thaw that let the land start into its rebirth. The cold snows melted away to reveal soft grass and little flowers poking up through those freezing patches upon the hard earth. Soon birds chirping their songs, heralding the warmer air that swept across the land of Ered Luin, bringing life once more to this beautiful region. In Thorins Halls Homestead this sleepy sanctuary was bustling  with various activities as people were loading up multitudes of wagons, carts, and other vessels to transport their precious keepsakes across  Eriabor..all heading for home..Erebor. One such dwelling , the sounds of chortling laughter could be heard from within as three boys ran around in excitement while being chased by several men who's deep laughs echoed around the home. In another part of the home, a group of women were gathered around a large table all conversing about their upcoming departure all while nursing and burping babies.

"Bofur said something about stopping by an old friends home on our way past the Shire. He says this gentleman was one of the group that traveled with him. I think his name..." at that moment Tia was distracted by her daughter, Tali, who let out a very loud belch and some spittle onto her burping clothe.. next to her settled upon her mothers shoulders, her other sleeping daughter, Ravi, was nestled comfortably. "Excuse you little lady." quickly wiping the tiny rosebud mouth, Tia continued. "..his name I believe is Bilbo...Bilbo Boggins." Tia looked down at her tiny daughter...amazed that such a sweet creature could exist and she was here. A roar and squeals from the other room could be heard and peering through the door..she could see her husband Bofur being tackled by his two sons, Griegur and Kennan, who bounced in delight on top of him...both trying to steal his ever sacred hat from his head. It took very strategic planning and execution...and the help of a very crafty grandpa , who waved a pint of ale in the air,to accomplish this task...thus earning a victory as Kennan with a laughing shriek ran away with that treasured floppy hat of his dads.

"Thats cheatin Da!" he mocked glared at Rawfur who was chortling with mirth as he yelled out to the fleeing boys as he drank.

"Run!..he's gonna get yeh! Watch out or the great yeti hunter will catch yeh!" Tia covered her mouth as she tried to not laugh loudly at the antics of her family. In another part of the room she could see her brother, Tohlm, playing a game of chess with Laicee ...both ignoring the others as they concentrated fully on their next move. Close to the fire lounged Mischa and Tohlm who was carving some wood into a new toy for one of the boys...then her eyes turned back to the women at the table with her as they drank tea. 

To Tias left sat Beryl, who cradled little Ravi in her arms..then further down sat Amari who was still nursing her son, Tahlin at her breast, while her older daughter Kita was folding up some linens..packing away some stuff for tomorrows departure. Bustling about the kitchen was Dis, who was checking cabinets and drawers for anything that she may have missed....knowing hers was the last house that still had occupants,since everyone was staying at her home at this time. Later that evening the last few pieces of furniture would be packed onto the wagons, so that in the morning they could leave out...heading for their new home. Already most of the surrounding inhabitants had left the moment the snows began to thaw enough..all eager to arrive in Erebor as soon as they could. All that was left was a handful of families...namely Bofur's family, except for his parents who were staying on for a bit longer in the Blue Mountains...Amari and Dwalins family ...and Dis along with Bofur's friends, Laicee and Mischa, who would all be leaving out together. It was decided that some of the nobles from the Blue Mountains would take over occupancy of the Homestead and the surrounding mines...since Erebor was going to be a fully functioning commerce of trade. Those very nobles were right now on their way, awaiting for the all clear so they could move in and take over immediately..beginning production of the mines once again.

"Tia?" Dis spoke her name as she peered at the young woman...waiting for an answer. Tia realized she had been lost in thought, not paying attention to the conversation around her...she quickly shook her head.

"Sorry Dis. I guess I was out wool gathering. What did you say?"  she received a soft smile from the women...they understood perfectly about how children affected one's mind.

"I asked if you were ready to leave in the morning...ready to make this long journey?" Tia laughed and quickly reassured her that she was ready ..ready to see her cousins..ready to travel..ready to go see Erebor where her father laid in his eternal rest. She was ready to go finally go home.

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A month had passed for the large wagon train to make it down through the needlehole that led from Ered Luin to the Shire. At one point a wagon's wheel had sunk into the soft earth of the road that made it's way through the Rushock Bog and it needed to be dug out, so they could get out of this soft marshy land. Finally the last wagon made it out and they made camp early to rest after that grueling trek...in the distance smoke from the small dinner fires could be seen spiraling up the chimneys within the town of Hobbiton. As the group set up camp they knew by the early afternoon they would reach the first stop of their journey..a place called Bag End...Bilbo Baggins. Tia watched Bofur bustling about the camp all excited in getting to see his long time friend again and she couldn't help smiling at the sparkle in her husbands eyes. He couldn't seem to stay still..playing with the children...gathering more wood...or whittling a piece of wood as he told stories about this man they were about to meet.

"Dis, yeh shoulda been there...the first time we saw him, we were greeted by the most annoyed man yeh could ever meet...he was flyin around like a bird tryin teh find a doorway out ...huffin and puffin. It probably didn't help that one of the first introductions he had was Kili callin him Mr. Boggins. I opened me mouth talking about dragons an made him faint away...poor bloke, we thought that was the end of it all, but that man had more stones than any of us gave him credit fer. He came a chasin us and came along...oddly enough it was him who saved us a lot during it all...he's even earned the name Merar Khazad ( dwarf friend) fer all he has done fer all dwarves." Bofur sighed deeply as he thought of his honey blond friend...hearing Tia laugh as she leaned her head onto his shoulder, which made him smile.

"He sounds absolutely wonderful, my love. I can't wait to meet him." he kissed her head and went back to the wooden pipe he was carving the final touches...making sure it was perfect.

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The early afternoon sun was making its way into the sky over the sleepy town of Hobbiton, as a handful of dwarves tramped down the path towards a green door that led into a hole in the ground...not just any kind of hole, but a hobbit hole. They all stopped at the small wooden gate to peer at the green door that had a "thief' rune carved upon it and waited for the sign it was okay to advanced. Now that the time had come to meet one of the heros of Erebor, some of them were nervous ...only having the tales Bofur told to go off of...while a few of their numbers stayed behind to guard the wagons...Laicee and Mischa who figured they were the best at doing that. Bofur casually unlatched the gate and stepped towards the door..giving it three hard raps upon that green wood, he smiled enormously when he heard a haggard shout from within.

"Go away! I am not dead...." there was some grumbling as the door was unlocked and began to open to reveal a frustrated hobbit with sandy colored curls upon his head. " Do you hear..." his voice trailed off when he saw who stood on the other side ..his eyes widened in surprise.

" Yur not dead. Aye...I heard yeh...that's good teh hear." Bofur grinned big as he waited for the man to collect himself, which wasn't long in coming as the man threw himself at Bofur to grab him up into a hug that was returned whole heartedly.

"Bofur!" "Bilbo!" they spoke in unison as they held tight to each other...slapping one another on the backs laughing jovially . It was Bilbo who began talking first.

"Wh...what brings you here?" his smile reflected in his caramel brown eyes as he gazed with fondness at the hatted dwarf. He noticed Bofurs eyes began to twinkle as he looked down then behind him where stood a group of dwarves, with children, peering at the two of them. Bilbo's eyes followed Bofur's and he stood in shock to see such a group upon his doorstep...Bofur's hazel eyes turned back to his friend as a note of tenderness crept in.

"I stopped by so yeh could meet me family." Bofur held out his hand towards the group and Tia stepped forward with their four children clinging to her skirts and in her arms. "Bilbo...i like yeh teh meet me wife , Tia and our four children...Kennan, which ye've met..me son , Griegur...and me twin girls , Tali and Ravi." Bilbo quickly took Tia's hand within his own to shake as he spoke in delight.

"Your Tia? Oh my goodness. It's so wonderful to meet. I've heard so much about you from this rascal." his smile was very welcoming and endearing to her.

"I too have heard a lot about you Mr. Bilbo." she saw him blush and began to stammer in embarrassment ...she started to understand her husbands fondness for this man. Tia showed off the children and noticed out of the corner of her eye as Bofur indicated for the others to approach, while Bilbo cooed over the girls as if he was their uncle...which gave her an idea to talk over with her husband later when they got a moment alone.

"Bilbo." Bofur interrupted the child loving hobbit as Dis stepped forward. " I'd like yeh teh meet Lady Dis...Fili and Kili's mom." she stepped forward to take Bilbo's hand.

"Hello...You must be Mr. Boggins?" her smile was full of mischief as her eyes twinkled in humor...Bilbo groaned as he smacked his head.

"Ugghh...you're definitely related to Kili." he jerked his head up and began to stammer an apology...remembering who this was he was speaking to...the Princess Under the Mountain, Dis. "I..I..."he was stopped when he heard her laughing at him. It was deep and husky sounding...very much like Fili's...it was no question in Bilbo's mind that this woman was the heart of the creation of those two young men he had come to love. Bilbo began to laugh himself at the humor of it all as he blushed. "Please, will you all come in? I'll put on some tea...so  please, please come in and have a seat." 

Introductions were made to Bilbo's joy at meeting the rest of Bofur's and Dwalin's families....he was a bit sad that he didn't get to meet Bombur's wife, Baibre, and their pack of children or Gloins sweet wife...but he quickly got over it as he seated everyone for tea and conversation. Their was laughter...there were tales, which raised an eyebrow or two as the culprits hung their heads in chagrin...and there was tears of joy as first Bilbo was given the pipe Bofur had hand carved for him...then when Bofur and Tia offered him in becoming the children's honorary Bushg Khagam Nadad ( Hobbit Uncle)..all in all it felt good being together.

They all stayed through the day and into dinner time, where, Bilbo argued for them to stay for the meal which was very delicious. After ,Bofur and Bilbo retired outside to have a last smoke before they departed for their camp that was taking them home...just one last puff more then he would leave.