First Family Dinner at Khaat's

Khaat smiled at the haiku. It described how she felt about him completely. "Let's fix this," she whispered, picking up her wand and changing the sofa to a twin sized bed. She didn't want something larger because that meant he could lay farther away. At least they could be comfortable. Magic definately had its advantages. She curled tight against him, finding he seemed to have been built for her to lay next to, to fit against--a perfect fit. She loved the way he seemed to have been made just right, and how it all just seemed to work. She heard his relaxed breathing, and it made her feel safe and secure. She was safe to sleep tonight.

She woke up, seeing bright winter sunlight peeking through the drapes. Rob was still asleep beside her. She had never been happier. She didn't understand how this one man had totally taken her heart, but he had. She felt like she wanted to shout it from the housetops. But instead she curled into his chest and nuzzled against his face and kissed his cheek gently.

Mornings always brought new things. Death, Life and Love were a few things that the morning brought with it and Robert was eager to know what the morning had brought him. He was hoping that maybe some pancakes and coffee but he knew that he would be the one cooking. Plus, he didn’t really mind; he enjoyed cooking. Robert opened his eyes and glanced over at the windows. The high moon that had been there not long ago had been replaced by a cloudless blue sky and he couldn’t wait to get outside and muck around. Maybe he could convince Garulia to do some more tricks. Rob would get more involved this time. He was a bit disturbed when he first saw the kid with knives and fire but he liked the idea of destroying unwanted upholstery. Maybe after making way too much breakfast for everyone and brutally murdering upholstery he’d do something constructive for the day. He knew a woman down the road who needed some of the walls in her house re-painted so he’d probably do that or go down the pub for a drink and help out behind the bar.

Rob felt Khaat’s lips on his cheek and his eyes flicked over to her. She was beautiful and looked incredibly natural there beside him. He did have a strange Adam and Eve feeling but they weren’t in a garden. However, Rob put that away for future use and planned on either creating a garden with as much purity as that did or find one. But that wasn’t important. Okay, so it was but it wasn’t important right now.

“Good morning, beautiful.” He murmured, beginning to play with Khaat’s hair. Was it possible to be that in love with someone? Maybe he was having one of those cheesy Star Wars moments but despite being a guy he did find it sweet – or, well, that scene was. “Did you sleep alright?”

"Better than I have in years," Khaat smiled, "How about you?" She conjured two cups of coffee and handed him one. "There's almost nothing better than a fresh cup of coffee in the morning--well, almost nothing. Waking up with you is far, far better than any old cup of coffee. I could enjoy that for a very, very long time." She kissed him softly and slowly.

She thought of the kids in the house. He didn't know Emily. Nor did he know the compromise she had made with Majere to get the information she needed to find Emily's aunt to get her home to her family. Nor did he know about Miseria's pregnancy. They did need to catch up. But coffee first. She hoped he was a very tolerant fellow.

“Good enough.” Rob smiled. “Could have been worse, y’know. You could have been alone.” He feigned distress and chuckled. It was then that the ring she’d given him last night caught his eye. Robert smiled to himself and twisted the ring on his finger, making it move and settle on the skin a bit more. He took the cup of coffee from Khaat and sat up a bit. He didn’t want to be drenched in coffee. It was too early for that rubbish. Robert kissed Khaat back and he smiled softly before kissing her forehead. “Like I said last night, I’ll be here for as long as you want me, love.”

"Well, that could be a very, very long time, my love," she said very softly. She took a sip of her coffee and sighed contentedly.

"Um, by the way, I have a temporary guest. " She spoke calmly and steadily. "She's a young girl named Emily Brown. She was living on the streets, and this is not a time for young girls to be penniless and homeless. She's looking for her aunt. I told her I would find help her find her aunt and reunite them.

"There is a slight inconvenience in that, however, that you should be aware of. I had to get Vincent Majere to tell me where the aunt works. He thinks I owe him now. He will get nothing from me, but he believes he will. I'm quite positive he will try to use me, but I did know that was coming. No one else but you knows about this odd little chess game he seems to be playing with me. I wanted you to know so you can keep yourself and help me keep the kids safe if it would ever come to that. Just so you know--I'm not afraid of him. He mistakenly seems to think I have some sort of worth to him, although I have no idea why. And as long as he believes that, I think we're safe. But I will kill him if I have to--so you know."

"I don't have a problem with Emily but why the bloody hell did you go to Majere?" Rob snapped, his grip tightening on the mug and his knuckles going white. "Did you just forget that you are the Head of St. Mungo's? Did it slip your mind that you can access the file of every wizard and witch in the country? Did you not know that the details of every family are in files locked away in St. Mungo's? Or did you have some kind of need to talk to that son of a-"

Rob exhaled and closed his eyes, trying to dispel some of the anger that had risen up inside of him. He swallowed and opened his eyes once more. He put his coffee down on the side table of what was once the sofa and put his hand on Khaat's cheek. "I'm sorry." he murmured. "I was out of line then."

"It did slip my mind, actually. I am very protective of those files, Rob. I never thought of getting into them for my personal use. I am so sorry. I should have talked to you first. I hereby promise to do my best not to be silly anymore. Forgive me?" She kissed his cheek softly, apologetically.

He chuckled and took the cup of coffee out of her hands. Rob put it on the side table with his own and flipped Khaat over so he was hovering over her with a cheeky, boyish smile on his face. He kissed her chastely on the lips before dropping his head to her neck. He nibbled some of the skin there and planted kisses along her jaw. "Sweetheart I am shocked. Why make promises you cannot keep? You will forever be silly and that is what I love about you."

"Then I guess you'll just have to stay forever, won't you?" She whispered. "Who else would ever love me enough to keep me out of trouble? Um..I bet we could be very late to breakfast if we tried, don't you think?"

Rob raised his eyebrows at Khaat. He knew what she was insinuating and he was more than enthusiastic about missing breakfast. However, he wouldn't be who he was if he didn't tease the woman. Rob put his elbows either side of her and rested his chin in his hands, looking at her intently. "Are you suggesting we deny those poor babies food?" Rob asked.