Your POV

I felt my breath catch in my throat as I watched the cloud of purple begin to seep from the cauldron. Suddenly, I heard a familiar cackle from above as Zelena came in on a flying broom. "Why are you doing this?" I asked her. I was so focused that I didn't notice who spoke next. I only heard them say, "You're too late. There is no stopping this!" Zelena glared at me for a moment and then said, "Perhaps not, but how about a little memory potion? And you, Y/N dear are in the way yet again." She waved her hand a I was enveloped in a green cloud of magic.

When the smoke cleared, I looked around and couldn't believe it. I was in another realm. Not only that, I was in a small village right outside someone's home. People stared at me as they passed and I soon realized that these people were hobbits. I was back in Middle Earth. I heard a door open and then, "Y/N?" I whipped my head around. "Bilbo! Oh thank heavens!" I cried as ran up to the one hobbit I knew. "Dear Bilbo, how have you been?"

"I have been quite well, thank you. May I ask why you're here? Why are you not in Erebor with Thorin?" Bilbo invited me in for tea as I explained everything that had occurred after he departed Erebor. "You've been gone for over a year?" he asked and I nodded. "How will you get back? I am certain Thorin is eager to have you home."

Home. The word was still foreign to me. Travelling the way I did meant I never really had a home. Bilbo was right. Erebor was home...Thorin is was home and our child growing inside me was home. "Bilbo, do you have a map? I want to see where we are in relation to Erebor. If I focus my energy, I should be able to use my magic to get there even though it's pretty far from here." Bilbo hurried to find a map that I could use while I sipped the tea he'd offered.

"Here we are," Bilbo declared as he returned to the table, map in hand. He unfurled it and pointed out Erebor. I felt a lightness in my heart as I focused on the map. I quickly hugged Bilbo and exited his home. I closed my eyes and directed every ounce of power I could into returning to my home. To my love.

Thorin's POV

I felt an odd sensation as I sat on the throne, waiting for the council to finish. Suddenly there was a cloud of blue in front of me and I felt a weight on my lap. "What in Mahal?" I heard Dwalin say. I blinked as I realized what the weight on my legs was. My wife. "Y/N?" She smiled, almost sheepishly. "Not exactly the entrance I wanted to make, but I suppose it will have to do. Hello, my love," she greeted in her usual cheeky manner.

I quickly stood, wrapping my arms around her and began to spin around. She was home. The love of my life, my One. She had returned to me. For a moment, the council disappeared and it was just the two of us. "Thorin! Thorin! The baby," she cried as I set her down. "Forgive me. I have missed you," I whispered resting my forehead against hers. "And I missed you, but am I correct in assuming that there's a council meeting right now?" she asked with a laugh.

"That's quite alright, Your Majesty," Balin assured her with a kind smile before he hugged her close. "Welcome home," I heard him whisper. The council left the throne room as I took Y/N's hands again. "What happened to you, my love?" She shook her head. "Some other time, Thorin. Now I just want to enjoy being home," she told me before pulling me into a kiss. Yes, she was home and I was never letting her go again.

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