Summary: The epilogue

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Epilogue

When Bilbo told Thorin he was pregnant, the dwarf was delighted. He knew that Bilbo could have children, but he thought they'd be waiting for a while.

"Well, I suppose Hobbits are just more fertile than dwarfs. I'll be able to get pregnant again less than a year after having this one."

Thorin was astounded at that news. Most dwarf females and bearers had to wait at least three years before getting pregnant again. And they found it difficult to get pregnant in the first place. Maybe more Hobbits were needed in Erebor. When he told his Consort that however, Bilbo shut the plan down faster than Dwalin ate a chicken.

Ten years later and Erebor was thriving once again. Thranduil had remained in Rivendell, marrying Elrond. Mirkwood was now ruled by Thranduil's eldest son, Elros. There was peace between the two kingdoms and trading wagons travelled between them everyday. The city of Dale, ruled by Lord Bard, prospered thanks to the traffic of the elves and dwarves.

Bilbo gave birth to their first child at the start of winter, a boy they named Fosco. Two years after Fosco came twins, two girls named Belladonna and Ingana. And finally there was the baby of the bunch, three year old Frodo. Fili and Kili were still waiting for their first child, though not through lack of trying. Bilbo had started a side business with Oin, selling hobbit fertility potions. The rise in the number of children in Erebor was noticable and Bilbo became even more popular amongst the dwarves.

Aragorn and Legolas were gone on another adventure. The Mirkwood guards had caught some creature in the forest and found a ring on him. This was revealed to be Sauron's ring. Aragorn and Legolas, along with Gloin's son Gimli and Gandalf volunteered to travel to Mordor and destroy it. Legolas promised his father that when they returned,they would get married in Mirkwood.

The biggest surprise of the decade was Dwalin seeking Dori's permission to court Ori. After some hesitation, Dori finally said yes. To everyone's surprise, Dwalin was a giant teddy bear. He spoilt Ori and made sure the young teacher never had wanted for anything. They were one of the happiest couple in Erebor.

Gandal still popped up from time to time. He liked to wander Middle Eearth, helping those who needed it, giving some a little push out their door, sending them down the path. Erebor was quiet without him and everyone prayed to the Valar that the old man would survive Erebor. They missed his fireworks.

And of course, let's not forget the most important part. They all lived happily ever after.

A/N Done. We are finished this fic. R&R please. You know, I started this fic thinking it would be 10 to 15 chapters long and I ended up with nearly 40. A massive thanks to every who read it =D