Welcome to the second part of this story. For a while, I thought I would never really get around to writing it, but it happend and I'm really excited about it!

If you haven't read the first part, it basically follows the Hobbit trilogy only with a little OC added into the story. I do believe you might want to read it through a little bit at least to understand this story. Also, I will be working on editing that story because that was so long ago and I like to think that I've become a little better since then at least :) But that won't affect any of the plot.
I was contemplating on how I wanted this to be. At first I wanted to have both the past and the plot of lotr in each chapter. So it would be first a bit of past and what happened before the trilogy, and then the other half would be the plot of the movies, but then I realized how confusing it would be so I decided to just have it normally.
Meaning, the story will firstly follow Nàin and Fili and the others before the lotr trilogy to sort of give some background story on the Dwarves and the characters I will add and to give some cuteness between Nàin and Fili. Also it will build up the plot I have thought out for the lotr part of this story seeing as we're going to follow Erebor and what happens to it during the fellowship's journey as well. Which I'm really excited about!
Anyway, I hope this story won't be disappointing to anyone and here we go!

Disclaimer: I don't own The Hobbit or the Lord of the Rings, I only own Nàin.

Chapter 1
One Year Later

Sunrays cascaded off of the mountain, people filing in and out of it. It was an ordinary morning in Erebor, work shifts already having started for most Dwarves in Erebor. The mines were again up and running, which they only had been doing for a couple of weeks. Because of that, the flow of people that walked from Dain to Erebor was now bigger than ever. Trading had begun again between the two people and soon, the Elves would no doubt join as well.

All in all, it was a good time to be alive. Though the mountain was far from finished. The mines might be working again and people might be able to live in there again, but there were still incidents of collapsing ceilings and walls happening each week. Luckily, no one would get hurt as only the places that were stable enough were open for the public, though there was always the danger of one of the supporting walls collapsing, which would create holes in the structure and making more parts of the mountain collapse. It was still a work in progress, but the entrance, the throne hall and the first five levels of the mountain had been restored again, which at the moment were enough for the amount of Dwarves living there. Multiple jobs had been created when the Queen and King of Erebor had announced that, although there was enough room for the Dwarves at the moment, the rest of the mountain should begin being restored already so that they were ready when the population would increase or whenever more Dwarves from other parts of Middle-Earth wanted to move to Erebor. Everyone had been ecstatic about it, though there were risks. Placing Dwarves in those hallways and rooms was a dangerous task as those walls and ceilings were the most dangerous ones, seeing as those could collapse at any time.

The Queen of Erebor was standing on the balcony overseeing the main entrance of Erebor and the road all the way over to Dain. She was leaning on the railing, smiling at the sight of what they had managed to accomplish in only a year. It was strange how smoothly things had been going and all in all, it scared her. Not because things were going well, but because she had learned that life was never smooth and easy, there would be a bump soon and she feared it might be a big bump.

Talking about bumps, Nàin herself was sporting one. Though that was not a negative thing for she was expecting. It had come as a bit of a surprise as they both had wanted to wait 'till Erebor was safe enough for children, though when neither of them could stay away from the other, it was simply something they would have to take. She was excited about the day she would get to see her own, first child. During her life she had worked with children a lot, having worked for a Human orphanage as well as a nanny for several families. All those children had had a rough life which she and her colleagues had tried to make better. Though this time, she was going to give a child, her own child, a good life from the start.

"I grew worried when you were not there when I awoke," said the voice of the King of Erebor, Fili.

Nàin smiled, turning around to face her husband and immediately earning a kiss from him as he wrapped his arms around her waist. She smiled even wider, leaning into him and closing her eyes as she wrapped her own arms around him, simply enjoying the warmth radiating off of his body, warming her and making her feel protected.

Fili himself leaned his chin against her forehead, looking out over the view Nàin had been inspecting earlier. He smiled when he felt his unborn child kick inside of its mother's stomach, which he felt due to the fact that he was not wearing anything on his upper body and Nàin's stomach was resting against his.

"I'm sorry," she mumbled. "You just looked so peaceful… I couldn't wake you."

"Why not? I don't want to miss a single moment that I can be with you," said Fili, warming Nàin's heart.

"Because you have been so busy lately," said Nàin, shifting so she was looking up at him, no longer leaning into his embrace and instead having a worried glint in her eyes. "I can't help you anymore and I feel terrible…"

"Don't be," said Fili, gently putting his hands on her uppers arms. "I can manage very well with Kili."

"Obviously not," said Nàin quietly. "I've not seen you this tired since the quest."

"It's just been a lot lately," he diverted, looking away from Nàin.

"No, don't do that," she scolded, pointing a finger at him.

"What?"

"That," said Nàin, gesturing to his face. "When you look away while you say something you're lying."

"I'm not," he replied, trying his best to keep his gaze locked onto hers though failing terribly.

"What is it? Please, tell me," she pleaded.

"I heard somewhere that… That you had gone to see the midwife more often and I grew worried."

"Why? It's nearly time and I need to be prepared and checked so that I am as healthy as I can be," said Nàin with a shrug.

"Yes… But I am afraid, as are many others such as my mother, that your Rohan blood can make you… Uh…"

"Weak?" asked Nàin, raising her eyebrows. A fire ignited inside of her and she wanted to scold him for even thinking that about her when she felt another one of those awful pains that she had been visiting a healer for and she simply sighed.

"You're not weak," said Fili. "It's just that-"

"That's the exact reason why I've been going," she cut him off, causing a worried look to appear on his face. "And that," she said, pointing at his face, "is the exact reason why I didn't tell you. Who told you?"

"Ori," replied Fili.

"Damn… I shouldn't have told him," mumbled Nàin.

"No, you should've told me," insisted Fili. "I can take it."

"Fili-"

"I can," he replied, placing his hands on either side of her face. "I promise. Why have you been going?"

"I've been experiencing pains," said Nàin quietly, worried that Fili might overreact if she told him all the details. "The midwife says… Fili, you really don't need to know-"

"No, I want to know," pressed Fili. "We're in this together."

"The midwife says that the baby is… slightly too big for me… It might give complications during birth," she said quietly, watching his every move and expression carefully. "But that's nothing to be worried over. She says she's delivered plenty of babies who were too big for their mamas and I know I can do this. She knows it too. Fili?"

"Y-Yeah, I'm fine," he said with a nod of his head.

"I shouldn't have told you," replied Nàin, watching his slightly pale face with concern.

"No, we're in this together," said Fili. "Like we've always been. I'm just as much to blame as you for this and I will not let you go through this alone."

"I love you," sighed Nàin, embracing him once more.

"I love you too."

Two days had passed and Nàin was on her way to her bedroom. On orders of her midwife, she had only stayed at the feast for an hour, knowing such feasts were exhausting and tiring and seeing as Nàin was struggling to hold the Dwarvish child, she was only allowed so much tiring work for one day. Hence why she no longer could help Fili in his duties as ruler of Erebor.

The past days, Nàin had told Fili everything that went on with the baby. She had told him everything the midwife said about the baby, both positive and negative things, and she had kept him informed of any pains that she might have. Albeit Fili now only looked even more tired and even more pale than usual, Nàin felt relieved to be able to talk about it with him. She had been able to talk about it with Dis, of course, but she wanted to tell Fili. They had no secrets about anything and it had been straining on her to listen to everything Fili told about Erebor's losses and gains while she herself needed to stay silent.

Kili had decided to walk her to her bedroom, which had surprised her tremendously. He had even decided to hold her arm when walking her back which also surprised her tremendously. The guests had been Dáin and his company who had wanted to come and visit the new and improved Erebor. The feast had indeed been tiring and Fili had, which he normally never did, on multiple occasions asked her if she was alright.

"Okay, I feel like everyone's treating me like I'm some sort of damsel in distress," said Nàin after they had been climbing stairs silently for a couple of minutes.

"You're pregnant," explained Kili simply.

"Well… Yes, but I can still walk on my own," said Nàin, making Kili let go of her arm.

"Fili asked me to look out for you," said Kili simply with a shrug. "I can go back if you want?"

Nàin was about to indeed tell him to leave, when a wave of nausea hit her, causing her to turn towards the railing of the stairs and throw up whatever she had eaten during the feast. It was not until she had stopped that she noticed Kili had held her hair back and it was not until she had noticed that, that her knees buckled from underneath of her, causing his arms to wrap around her.

"Nàin!?" exclaimed Kili, gently sitting her down on the staircase they were on, turning her around so he could look at her. "By Durin's beard… You look like death."

"Thanks…" she croaked, trying to stand up again but failing terribly, only gliding down one step instead.

Footsteps hurriedly came up the stairs and soon, Dis and Thorin's faces appeared in front of Nàin. Their voices sounded far off and she could not respond to whatever questions they were asking her as she did not hear their words.

"Kili, fetch Fili, now. Tell him she's gone into labor," said Dis.

"This is labor?" asked Kili, earning a glare from Thorin.

"Go," commanded Thorin, causing Kili to immediately run down the stairs again.

"My child," said Dis, placing her hands on either side of her face, gently brushing away the wet strands of hair from her face.

Nàin was pale, sweating and completely out of it. Her eyes did look up at Dis and Thorin, though they showed no spark and no hint of her actually seeing them.

"What is happening?" asked Thorin, glancing at his sister.

"The pregnancy's poisoned her," said Dis, earning a shocked look from Thorin who began to help Dis to lift Nàin up to her feet. "I've heard of it before. The only thing we can do is to restore her well-being before-"

Water seeped down Nàin's legs and she let out a whimper of pain.

"Before she goes into real labor…" muttered Dis. "Hurry up!"

The Big Hall's walls echoed with laughter and singing. The feast was still going even though Nàin was in trouble and it annoyed Kili tremendously. As he opened the large doors to the feast hall, everything went silent. He briefly wondered why though soon realized it must have been because of the distressed look on his face and his wide eyes.

The moment Fili saw that Kili had entered the room, he, along with Balin and Dwalin who had been talking to him, stood up abruptly.

"It's Nàin," breathed Kili quite loudly, his words echoing over the large table, Dáin looking over at Fili with a worried glance. "She's… Gone into labour."

Fili immediately began to jog towards his brother, his long cape swaying behind him, ignoring the feast all together as his mind was only set on his wife's well-being. Balin and Dwalin quickly began talking to the guests again.

"This is a pleasant surprise!" said Balin, trying to not talk about the fact that everyone was thinking about; the worry and angst in Kili's eyes. "We will finish eating and then go into the great hall to await words on the royal birth!"

Exclaims of happiness were heard as reply to Balin's words which once again annoyed Kili.

"What's wrong?" asked Fili as they had exited the Big Hall.

"She-She collapsed on the staircase," said Kili. "Mother and uncle were there and they took her… Fili, I don't know what I would've have done if they had not come. I might have made things worse if-"

"Don't," said Fili, placing a hand on his brother's shaking arm. "They were there and she's safe now. Where?"

"They said she'd gone into labour… I doubt she did though. But it might have mean they took her to the healers," said Kili with a trembling voice, the two brothers immediately beginning to climb the stairs, taking two steps at a time.

As they reached the designated floor, they ran through the hallways, soon finding the correct door which led into the healer's office. There, much to their disappointment, they were met with only the information that Nàin had been sent to the nursery she and Fili had set up only a week ago. It was designated to be the room where Nàin would give birth and also the room where she and the baby would spend their first few weeks or months together. With a sigh, both Fili and Kili began to run towards said room, which was in the topmost floor close to their bedroom.

The door was unlocked and the two brothers burst inside, faces flushed from the running and their chests heaving. They both paused, however, as they saw and felt the calm ambiance in the room and the confused looks of those present. Thorin and Dis both gave the two brothers their signature 'you're kidding me' looks. The main midwife was standing next to the bed Nàin was resting on, the two of them looking at the brothers with their eyebrows raised.

"Fili? Kili?"

"Are you alright?" asked Fili, walking up to her and placing his hands on either side of her face, beginning to inspect his wife.

She chuckled, exchanging a look with the midwife who shook her head at her king; "This is the exact reason to why I prefer the men to stay outside. They panic."

"But – But Kili said – " stuttered Fili, pointing back at his equally as confused brother who was still stood in the doorway.

"Yes, I did collapse a teensy, tiny bit," admitted Nàin before quickly shaking her head at the panicked look on her husband´s face. "But I'm fine, Fili. I was lacking some minerals."

Fili looked her over once more, seeing her propped up on the bed with loads of pillows behind her back. The midwife was preparing a bowl of water next to the bed with some cloths and panic took over his heart again; "Are you-"

"In labour, yes," answered the midwife with a bored tone to her voice. "So I would prefer it if everybody but the midwives left."

Dis and Thorin nodded their heads in respect of her statement before they both headed towards the door, where a pale Kili was still standing.

"Leave? I'm not leaving," said Fili, shaking his head, a bit of colour returning to his face.

"Fili, dear, you have to," said Dis. "It's the way things go-"

"Yeah, well screw it," said Fili, earning several gasps from the midwives, none of them used to hearing their king using foul language as well as going against the traditions. "I'm staying with my wife."

"Fili," began Thorin with a warning tone to his voice though Kili cut in.

"Why can't he stay?" asked Kili.

"I won't allow it. There's enough to deal with due to this half-Rohirrim girl's body – no offense your majesty – and I will not have to deal with a fainting husband as well," said the midwife, looking sternly at Fili.

"Alright," said Nàin, chuckling. "I'm supposed to be the one yelling around here, not everyone else. How about Fili stays until it is truly time? That way everyone gets at least half their wish granted?"

"Very well," sighed the midwife in defeat, before pushing past Fili, earning a look from the king, and walking over to her midwives in training, beginning to instruct them.

"See you on the other side, Nàin," said Kili, nodding his head before following Thorin and Dis outside.

The door closed and Fili sat down on the bed next to her, grabbing her hand. He glanced over at the midwife once before leaning down to whisper to his wife; "Is she always so… straightforward? She was talking to royalty after all."

"Fili," chuckled Nàin, shaking her head. "Have you already let this nobel-man thing go to your head? Anyway, that's the exact reason for why I chose her. This is not about someone that will do everything I ask her to do because of the crown that sometimes rests on my head, this is about delivering a child into the world and it will be painful and I will say things that I won't actually mean. Someone like her is the best option for it, trust me, I've seen it."

"Very well," said Fili, straightening up again. "At least I can stay with you."

"For now," said Nàin, before frowning, closing her eyes as a contraction hit her. "I have a feeling this baby wants to get out soon."

He squeezed her hand softly, causing her to look over at him again. Gently, he caressed her cheek, smiling down at her with an adoration she had never seen before in her life. Surely he had given her loads of loving looks during their time together, but nothing had ever been so intense and real as the one he sent her there and then.

She smiled back, lulling her head to the side; "What?"

"There's something extremely attractive about you," he said. "Especially now that you're going through all of this for me."

"For you?" she chuckled before gently placing their intertwined hands on her stomach. "For us."