Michael apparated them all back to the estate, and Angus thanked Michael for helping them recover the Fae gold. Michael handed the heavy little gold chest to Marcus, and Minos and his men thanked Michael as well. Michael headed back to the main house, and Marcus and Angus left their packs on the back deck and went to the garden where the Fae people gathered and cast a spell to levitate the gold chest and place it, with great ceremony and reverence, into the new palace where it belonged. Then the Fae burst into huge celebration. Angus was glad to see them so overjoyed. He brought them out a couple of cans of beer, which he figured would hold them for quite awhile, and he opened them and poured them into a half gallon crock, which he put temporarily in the garden. Now, with free flowing beer for everyone, the Fae party and revelry really began.
Angus and Marcus left them to it, and Marcus unpacked their backpacks. Angus's shoulder was far more sore now, he realized, than it had been in Scotland, and Marcus brought him a dose of pain potion with some ice cold soda. Marcus got a soda for himself, and they sat back to just enjoy the quiet. No kids, no babies squalling. Just silence except the giggling and the fairy music of the Fae party going on in the garden. Even with the partying, there was something purely magical and soothing about the fairy music, and Angus and Marcus both enjoyed listening to it.
"What are you making for supper?" Marcus asked.
"A take out order, I think," Angus said. "We rarely do that, but I see no reason why we shouldn't do that every so often. I think everyone ought to order what they want from Sparks and we'll have it delivered. It isn't like we're financially destitute. We can afford it every so often.
"Angus!" there was a shout from the floo. Angus sighed. Why did peace and quiet never last more than a few seconds? It sounded like Owens.
"Owens?" Angus asked. "Are you back at work?"
"Desk work, yes. And you're going to want the Paris paper tonight. There's a photo story of a big charity ball that was held here last night, and, guess what! There are big color photographs of Tom there--with Suzanne! And she was wearing a designer evening gown."
"That's not possible," Angus frowned. And then he realized. He had seen this--or something similar to it--in his dreams the last few nights.
"Well, something's not right, because I'm looking right at the pictures, Mate."
"Thank you. I'll get back to you." Angus shut off the floo and then he opened it to try to call Evan. He got Tara instead.
"Don't you lot get the French papers?" he asked her.
"Certainly. the Paris muggle paper and the wizarding paper. Why? What's up?" she asked
"Can you get me some copies--at least two of each and send them home with the girls, please? I'd appreciate it. I'll send the money with the girls tomorrow."
"Oh, they're just newspapers. Its not like its a major expense. Don't worry about it. Of course I'll send some along. No problem," Tara told Angus.
"Thank you," Angus said.
"Could we perhaps come and stay the weekend and visit Carlo and Rosaria, do you think?" she asked.
"Certainly," Angus said, figuring Edward would welcome them on his side, and if he didn't, they could come up with a different arrangement on Angus's side.
"Wonderful. Thank you. Then, since tomorrow is Friday, we'll bring the girls with us when we come. Fair enough?"
"Sounds good to me," Angus said.
"We'll see you then. Thanks, Angus."
"Any time," Angus said, and he turned the floo off.
"And what if Edward says no?" Marcus said.
"He won't. On the exceptionally rare chance he would say no, Ruby and I would give him our room, and we could sleep down here. We'd work it out," Angus said.
"I suppose I need to talk to Robert about how he wants to handle security now that our house is very likely ready now for us to be able to stay at, at night," Marcus said.
"I would guess that he might have you do the security check at night and then we'd just have to behave til morning, with the understanding that we'd have to wake you somehow if we had an issue during the night, but I hadn't thought of that either. That's up to him to solve, though."