"I understand," Khaat said. "I wear Brian's shirts all the time. My favorite ones are the white shirts he wears with his tuxes. They're longer. He hates it when I use his good white dress shirts for every day," she laughed. "It just makes him so ticked. I think the next time I shop for him, I'll buy some in his size for myself. Then he can't gripe."
"You might be down to just wearing his shirts period by your due date," Kieran laughed.
"Maybe I'll just find a tentmaker," she laughed.
"Those are my grandchildren you're dissing," Robert said, his gaze still fixed out the window, keeping an eye on Brian. He heard paper rustling. He turned and looked to see that one of his more skilled staff people had managed to send a message through the floo with an origami owl. Robert laughed. He hadn't seen that trick in a long time. The paper owl flew to Robert and dropped the parchment scroll into his hand. "Well done, Archimedes," Robert laughed. "You can join the feathered birds outside if you want." Robert opened the window, but the bird was content to hop up to Robert's shoulder. Robert unrolled the scroll and read it. His frown grew deeper. "Archimedes," he said to the paper owl, "Go wake Brian at once." The bird fluttered out the window, landed on Brian's shoulder and screeched with an almost deafening loudness into Brian's ear. Brian jumped straight to his feet, his wand drawn and ready for battle before he even had his eyes open.
"Stand down, Boy!" Robert shouted. "Don't be shooting things before you have your eyes open. Get your ass in the house. I need you. We have a situation." Brian glared with anger at Robert for sending the bird to scare the crap out of him to get him awake. He walked to the house, still feeling a lot of pain.
"Was that truly necessary?" he scowled deeply at Robert. Khaat went over to him and laid her hands on either side of his head. He had a tremendous amount of pain to draw off.
"Careful," Robert cautioned her. She ignored him and drew it all off quickly from him--all in one great massive pull. Brian was staggered by her energy as it pulled against his. He stumbled back a step, his head spnning. Khaat immediately was struck with all of Brian's pain before it had time to pass through and ground itself. Her knees buckled, and she started to fall, but Robert was swift with his wand and cast an Arresto Momentum to keep her from falling. He walked over to her and put a strong arm under her shoulders. "I told you not to do that. He hurts too badly for you to draw it off that fast," Robert reprimanded her. In the meantime, Brian was trying to hold himself up by clutching a decorative oak pillar in the living room doorway. Kieran went over to his brother and put Brian's arm around his shoulder, bolstering him up.
"Take a moment, Brian," Robert said. "It will pass. She knows better than to do that."
"Damn!" Brian cursed, breathless. "I didn't know she had that much power!"
"Of course she does. But only in certain things," Robert said. "And she knows better than to do such a silly stunt. Jess, if you're up to it, go make Khaat a cup of Seer's Tea, please. The recipe for it is in the journal in my bag. Just accio the bag to you. Add some of the potion in the lime green bottle. It is a rejuvenate potion. It will help her feel better." He led Khaat back to her seat and lowered her into it. "Sometimes you do such idiotic things, its hard to imagine you are my child," he sighed. "Kieran, put him in a chair. He'll feel better in a moment."
"I feel fine," Brian said, noticing he had no more pain at all.
"Then walk," Robert shrugged, motioning Kieran to let go of him. Brian tried to take a couple steps, and started to fall flat on his face. Kieran caught him quickly.
"You're a cruel man, Robert," Brian said sharply.
"No, I'm a realist. Did you think I was kidding when I said you'd need a few minutes? You only say I'm a cruel man when you dont' get your own way. Sit down before you fall down. If you give yourself even ten minutes, you'll find you feel like a new man."
"At least Remus would have given me a chocolate bar," Brian mumbled.
"Accio!" Robert flicked his wand towards the kitchen and brought a chocolate bar. "You know, there really are no magical properties in muggle chocolate, except making you believe you feel better. But if you need a treat because you did your job, then so be it. Shall I pay you in chocolate instead of sickles, then?"
"Daddy," Khaat called, to stop his gentle reprimand of Brian.
"Yes, that reminds me. I do need to get back to you, don't I?" Robert said. He sat with her and checked her energies. "Now you've thrown your energies all out of whack. And because of your babies, the best I can do is to drown you in Seer's Tea and relieve you of the migraine you're about to get because I don't dare balance your energies properly. It will take at least until morning to balance them."