Robert showered off all the blood. He had not left Jack to get rid of the mangled pieces of the man he had murdered. Robert had taken care of every trace of it himself and had taken any worthwhile personal effects from him and had sent them to Paris. When he changed, he simply put on a pair of jeans and a blue and white cotton shirt.
"Robert," Kate said. "talk to me. Who'd he kill?"
"His name was Brennan. Brennan Kerr. Paris said he leaves behind a wife and two children--a three year old son and a 6 month old daughter. He was 22. He clearly was working for Gelding. I sent word to his widow through my assistant at the ministry."
"Was there nothing you could do?"
"No," Robert said quietly.
"Was it just as before?"
"Yes."
"What will you do now?"
"That depends on Jack. He appears genuinely remorseful. I will have to return to the farm today. I dont' have a potions lab here. I have no choice. I can come back when I have what I need. Kate, can you take care of Khaat?"
"Khaat? Is there something I need to know?"
"I've learned her mind, Kate. Better than I ever have. This will bring Remus forward for her. And her own fear that she is growing werewolves inside her. Rob's potion does not make a voluntary termination possible. If she gets it into her mind that she would terminate the pregnancy, the only way for her to do it is by terminating herself. Do not let her do that. It is not what Remus would ever want for her. Tell Brian to keep her close to him today. When I get time, I will educate the boy. He hasn't been through this with her. We have. Maybe Jess would be good for her. She's dealt with the same fear. Khaat has dealt with it, but not in looking at having multiple children. And not in having children that were not of her choosing."
"You dont' think she's talked to Brian?"
"Oh, endlessly. He would love her no matter what she gave birth to, even if it were four legged and hairy. He loves her just ridiculously," Robert laughed. He kissed Kate softly. "Like I love you."
"Then she'll be fine," Kate smiled. "Do I smell bacon?"
"Ham. Angus is cooking. He needs to be busy again. And I need coffee. Do I smell French Roast?"
"You do," Kate laughed. "Khaat's been busy at it again, I can tell. Come on. I'll get you some." They walked back downstairs together. "Jess," Kate said. "Go see Jack. Tell him to come down for breakfast. Staying upstairs and brooding about it will do him no good. It wasn't him. It was the curse. He has much to learn. Its time he started with learning that his human side still needs fed."