Robert began checking Angus immediately.
"You should have let me go..." Angus was trying to say, breathless and a good deal of pain now.
"Not a chance," Robert said, and then he saw the bleeding. He reached for some additional gauze pads and moved Angus dressing. "I was afraid of that," Robert sighed, pressing the gauze pads to the incision.
The skeleton turned and started to float over towards Angus, and Sam and Victor panicked.
"Its gonna get him!" Sam shouted and he and Victor raced to try to catch the ghost, but their hands went straigh through her. She turned and looked at them and rose up and shouted at them.
"Boo!" she said with a cackling laugh, and she rushed at them and ran through them and swept around flew over to Angus, and brushed his face affectionately
"I like what you did with your hair," Angus said to her, wanting something clever to say, and that was the best he could come up with. Now, they heard her laugh. Caprice's musical, enchanting laughter that Edward had so loved. Angus saw Rosaria in the doorway with the others, and she had Caprice in her arms. "Rosaria," Angus called, motioning to her. "Gran. Gran, look." Rosaria came over, not entirely certain and definitely not relaxed. She put Caprice on Angus's good arm. "Look. She's yours. We named her after you. Her name is Caprice." Sam and Victor saw the ghost's hand reach out and caress the baby's face. Angus could see Caprice's own face as she smiled at the baby, utterly delighted, and then she smiled at him. They didn't need words. Angus understood. She kissed his forehead.
"I love you so much," she told him softly, and then she faded.
"Damn," Nigel said softly. "I was afraid of that." He looked at Angus, "You've sprung a leak. You've popped your stitches. We're going to have to stitch this back up again or you'll leak all over Edward's expensive carpets."