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Fili: Into The Filiverse

Or: When Worlds Collide

A/N: @theonewren drew THIS and all I couldn’t NOT write something!

Ship: Fili/Cassia, Fili/Wren

Summary: The King and Queen of Erebor meet the King’s doppleganger in the markets of Dale

Cassia sees him out of the corner of her eye, a familiar head of blonde hair with a familiar set of braids. What in the—. The owner of those oh so familiar braids is holding her hand, though, thick callused fingers laced through hers, so he can't be across the market. Right?

"Mizimelûh," Fili says. "What are you looking at?"

"You, uh, wouldn't happen to have a twin, would you?"

"A twin?"

"Aye." She turns fully to him to look him in the eye. "An identical one?"

He gives her a bemused look. "You know I don't have a twin, much less an identical one. What are you talking about?"

"I swear I saw you across the marketplace, with two eyes, no less!"

Fili reached up and slid his finger underneath his eyepatch to rub his cheek. "Are you sure it wasn't just my reflection in a shop window?"

"Yes, I'm sure!"

Cassia whirls around to search out her husband's doppleganger once more. She doesn't see him, but she does see a slim human woman with tanned skin, dark hair, and green eyes staring at Fili with a baffled expression on her face. The woman turns and looks down to talk to someone beside her and a familiar face peeks out from around her. Cassia gasps and grabs Fili's arm. "Fili!" She cries, "look! Look! I told you!"

"Told me wha— oh."

Cassia turns to see her husband's eye bug out of his head. Sure enough, across the way is Fili's perfect carbon copy, except for, well, a few minor details. Her Fili has only one eye, and his braids are clasped with different beads, ones with daffodil etching to match her necklace. Her Fili looks a little more tired and a little more sad but… they're both still Fili.

"WHAT!" Her husband yells, pointing.

"WHAT!" The other Fili yells, also pointing.

"YOU HAVE MY FACE!"

"NO, YOU HAVE MY FACE!"

Cassia, already sick of the shouting, grabs her husband and pulls him over to the other Fili and the human woman.

"Who are you?" She asked. "And why do you look just like my husband?"

"Why does he look just like me!" The other Fili shot back. "What happened to your eye?!"

Fili reaches up and covers his missing right eye with his hand self-consciously.

"Fili," the human woman chides gently. "That's rude, mí amor."

"Sorry."

"I'm Wren," the woman introduced herself. "Wren Aguilar."

"Cassia Baggins," Cassia says.

"Baggins?" Wren asks. "Any relation to Bilbo Baggins?"

"He's my big brother."

"Brother? He never mentioned he had a sister."

"He also never mentioned he knew someone by the name of Wren Aguilar," Cassia squints suspiciously.

"We have more pressing matters!" Cassia's Fili says. "Mizimelûh, please focus."

"I'm focused!"

"I'm Fili," Fili says, pointing to himself.

"So am I!" Says the other one.

"If I'm Fili, and you're Fili, then what in Mahal's name is going on?! Because I haven't had two eyes for nearly seven and a half years."

Speaking of eyes, Wren and the other Fili are having a conversation with only those. "I think I know what's happening," the other Fili says, taking Wren's hand.

"You do?" Fili says distrustfully.

Oh my, Cassia thinks. This was confusing.

"I think," Wren says, "that somehow either you or us ended up in the wrong universe."

"That's ridiculous," Cassia's husband scoffs. "There's no such thing as other uinverses."

Cassia smacks his chest. "Fili! That's rude!"

The other Fili immediately jumps to Wren's defense. "It is not ridiculous! And Wren knows more about other universes than you can ever hope to!"

Fili held up his hands. "Sorry," he said, "I just find it hard to believe!"

"Wren doesn't come from here," the Fili with both eyes says. "She comes from a different world. A strange world."

"Oh," Cassia says, her empathy taking over. "Don't you miss it?"

"Miss it?" Wren asks. She looks uncomfortable.

Cassia nods. "Oh, you must, you poor thing! I miss the Shire every day!" Her Fili looks alarmed. "Don't worry, darling," she tells him, "I'd miss you and our baby more."

"You have children?" Wren asks. She skillfully deflects the conversation back to Fili and Cassia's life.

"Child," Cassia says. "Just the one. Thorin."

"I suppose…" Wren says, then pauses. "I suppose it's different for you two."

"Different? Do you not want kids?"

"That's not exactly it. I just… I don't know how people would react to heirs that are only half dwarf."

"Not very well," Cassia replies honestly. Wren looks alarmed. "Oh, I doubt it will be as bad for you as it was for me. Do you want to see a picture of him?"

"A picture?" Wren appears confused.

"Aye!" Cassia reaches into her pocket and pulls out a small framed portrait. "Fili says it's silly that I carry this around with me, since I'm barely ever apart from the baby, but it's such a darling picture."

The picture in question is a pencil drawing of a chubby young dwarf with a mass of dark curls, round cheek, and fluffy sideburns.

"Isn't he precious?" Cassia asks with a fond smile. "Ori drew it for me while Thorin was napping. He's much bigger now, but he's almost four months in this picture." She touches the drawn sideburns. "Look how dwarvish he is!"

Wren smiles at the drawing. "He's adorable," she replies.

"Thank you," Cassia says.

"I know," Fili says suddenly, "we need Gandalf."

Cassia and Wren are pulled out of their discussion by his voice. Cassia smiles at her husband and tucks the picture of her son back into her pocket.

"Good idea, sweetheart!"

Both Filis are still side eyeing each other, clearly distrustful.

"That's what I was going to say," Wren's Fili says. "He's the only one who can sort this out. If we go back to the mountain, we can have a raven send a message to him."

"I also had that idea," Cassia's Fili puts in, not to be outdone.

"It's not a competition," Wren says softly.

"That's what I was going to say!" Cassia laughs.

Wren smiles at her.

"Well," Cassia's Fili says, "Let's get going back to the mountain, then." Cassia took his hand.

"Who's mountain is it, though?" She asks.

They all looked alarmed.

"Thorin would be able to sort it out, right?" Wren says.

Cassia's Fili looks pained. "He… he's…"

Cassia squeezed his hand. "Thorin didn't survive the battle in our world," she says softly.

The other Fili looks stunned. "He didn't?"

"No," Cassia's husband mumbles, "he didn’t.” He covers his right eye again, a habit that he picked up within the last seven years. “I didn’t know,” the other Fili murmurs. “I’m sorry.” He reaches out and squeezes his doppleganger’s shoulder. “That must have been hard.” “It was. He’s still alive in your world?” “Aye.” “And happy?” “Aye, he retired to the Shire with Bilbo.”

“Oh, I’m so glad he’s happy,” Cassia says.

“Me too,” her husband said. “I assume you’re King, too, then?”

“Aye.”

The two of them started a discussion of differences in the way they ran their kingdoms. “I’m glad they’re getting along,” Cassia says to Wren. “Me, too.” The two of them made smalltalk as they walked, about the challenges of being the only non-dwarrow in a mountain of dwarves. “Sometimes they can be so rude!” Cassia huffs. She looks down to hop over a rock, and when she looks up, Wren is gone. “What?!” She splutters. She whirls around to her husband, who’s looking confused and alone. He jogs up to stand next to her. “Did she disappear, too?” “Yes,” she said. “How strange.” “Strange, indeed. I hope they get back safely to where they belong.” He took her hand. “Me, too.” Cassia leaned against his shoulder. “Let’s go home. I miss my baby.” “It’s been three hours.” “But I miss him,” she gave him a sad look. “I know, me too.” He kissed her head. “Let’s go home.”

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