Robert had intended fully to follow procedure and take Suzanne in through A&E, but as usual, Lucian hadn't bothered to ask the actual healer how he had wanted her transported. He watched Jess pick up from Lucian to get her admitted directly to the werewolf ward. Robert turned and was about to apparate out to home and Tom cornered him and backed him up against the wall.
"You are not going to leave my wife in that state," he fiercely told Robert.
"Get your hands off me before I turn you into a cigarette butt," Robert hissed at Tom.
"Trouble, Robert?" one of the nurses asked, trying to hurry to him.
"There isn't going to be any in about five seconds. Don't' make me count to five, Tom. You won't come out well by the time I get to six," Robert said, poking his wand roughly into Tom's stomach.
"My wife..." Tom insisted.
"One."
"needs you! You can't leave her like this..."
"Two."
"Damnit, Lupin..."
"Four..."
"You forgot three."
"No, I didn't. Five..."
"Lupin, you sonofa..."
"Mr. Gelding, Sir, Your wife is waking," one of the nurses said, only to try to keep Robert from turning Tom into a teabag or something. She had seen this sort of thing before."
"Bastard," Tom cursed at Robert and turned and went into the room.
"Gonna make him a teabag, were you?"
"Cigarette butt," Robert said.
"Oh, he didn't even rate a teabag, did he?"
"Nowhere near it. I'm going home since I am not needed here," Robert said. He flicked his wand and apparated out.
Fabian looked at Priscilla. "Did you have anything to do with her being turned?"
"No," Priscilla said angrily. "I did not. She owed a debt she couldn't pay, she and Tom did. So he collected, and he turned her. All I did was brew her potion for her."
"That isn't all you did," Fabian said angrily. "We have on tape trying to kill a man this morning."
"I did nothing of the kind," she gave him a catty smile.
"God, you're one of those," he rolled his eyes. She wasn't so beautiful after all. He whistled for one of his men. "Arrest every humanoid that isn't one of us and toss them in cells for now until they get ready to talk."
"Oui," they said, starting with cuffing Priscilla. He looked at Aria.
"Now we can search in peace. Let's get back to that office." He looked around and saw the ghost of the man still there. "Thank you." The ghost pointed upstairs and started that way. Fabian followed. He went upstairs, and the ghost disappeared through a door. Fabian followed, and the ghost went to a closet door. Fabian opened it and found a walk in closet full of a woman's things. He turned on thelight and on every wall were endless pictures of Angus. Hundreds of them. Some of them ripped up, colored with black and red marker, attempts at eliminating him in one way or another.
"Aria," Fabian called. "Come look at this. I don't think your teammates have any idea how damned disturbed this woman has become. This is a whole new kind of dangerous."
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