Khaat Lupin's Country Home

Jack moved to the kitchen and out to the grounds leaning against the wall he looked out over the land "was this what she needed ?" he thought to himself as he folded his arms across his chest , the sun set now bright orange infrount of him he glanced up at the window above him it was the room Khaat had given them.

Hewas a nervouse as a cat on a hot tin roof, the wedding was not far of when his life would change and he would be a husband, rather than just Jessicas feance , he would be a real father to Andrew, even though for several months he was all he knew. Jack sighed and turned back to the sunset letting the last rays warm him he heard voices inside but chose to ignor them and stay out side with his thoughts.

He could not help but think of jessica and the twins she carryed and haw hectic life will be after there birth ,but how wonderfull, it would be now to hold them and not just feel them kicking inside her. he was happy she was nearly back to her self again but he could sense she held back somethings , he wished she would tell him so he could understand what she went threw and help her as a husband should with his wife, but it was there each time the night fell she would have nightmares. They had lessened cinse Khaat had given her the potions but every now and again one would crep threw.

Khaat went back to the kitchen and assisted her father in makikng a potion for Gar and his flu-like symptoms. She wanted to relieve his symptoms enough that he could rest and perhaps feel better when he woke up. But, honestly, if he had to be sick, there were few places Khaat trusted him to be more than here. Very few. She knew how skilled her father was against all manner of muggle and wizarding illnesses, and she knew a bout of the flu was all to familiar for her father. She watched her father stir the honey tasting potion into a mug of herb tea designed to reduce nausea and cause relaxation. The potion was designed to reduce fever and reduce flu symptoms within moments of taking it. The problem would, most likely be that he would feel good enough to be up, but that did not mean he still did not need to rest until the flu passed.


She returned to his room and knocked on his door, thinking to herself, 'i hope he had the good sense to listen to my advice and go to bed instead of just flopping down on top of it.'

Garulia jolted awake when he heard the knock. Then, remembering where he was, he said "come in" groggily.


OOC: Sorry, rather distraught right now, hard to post...

Jess lay sleeping on the bed she had slipped out of her day clothes and into something warmer, a simply unflattering flannelette night shirt witch showed her rounded belly to its fullest. Her hair now cascading over her shoulders as she lay on the pillow, but her eyes flickered, her sleep was not restful as the nightmare that had troubled her returned.

The sheet slipped over her as she moved, the babies inside her visibly kicking out. But she did not wake, instead moved from one side to the other as her dream plagued her. Dark shadows and visions of faces past before her in her mind, she could hear screams from where, she could not tell. Then she realized it was her own screams she heard. Her hands gripped the sheets as sweat formed on her brow her eyes still tightly shut. Soon her body arched as if tortured by some unseen torturer and her face contorted in unseen pain as she writhed on the bed as if in total agony.

In Jess’s mind she now saw the darkness , but instead of bringing calm and solitude. She felt the pain of a thousands cuts all over her body, from the back of her legs, to her arms. But not her belly that remained untouched, as if protected by some spell. She lashed out, her arms flailing in the darkness, at who she didn’t know. but wanting to stop the pain that now ravaged her in her mind. “No!!!” she cried out “Stop this, No!!!” Her voice now filled with the pain she felt. “Why me?” She screamed then she heard it a voice, as if inside her head it spoke softly “Because we can” It said softly as she screamed again. An image came to her of jack, he stood looking at her, calling her name, as if searching for her. Then he turned away the look of sadness that sat on his face one she would never forget. “Jack, please no, I’m here, help me!!!!” She once more screamed as the sensation of burning and cutting continued, so did her screaming not just in her mind but as she lay on the bed in Khaats home.

Khaat heard the screaming from Jess's room and she went in quickly. Jess was having one of those nightmares. She laid her hand on Jess's forehead and simply said firmly, "Stop." She sent a spell from her hand to Jess to force the nightmare to yield to her touch. It had no choice. It had to stop.

Jack stood out side watching as the sun set below the horizon, he was about to turn to go back inside when he heard a scream from there room. His heart pounded in his chest as his mind switched to Auror mode thinking death eaters but then as he thought "no, it can't be" as he suddenly understood.

On hearing the second scream it sent him now running at full speed threw the kitchen and up the steps, taking two at time as he bounded up them to the door to their room and quickly opened it to see her laid on the bed , her hands grasping the sheets.

Moving to her side he took her hand in his, holding it as if it was the most precious thing in his whole world, he saw Khaat place her hand on Jessica and saw how she seem to calm under her touch. He sighed “she’s been having them a lot lately she hates the taste of the potion so doesn’t take it” he said with a sigh placing Jessica’s hand on her belly watching as she slept.

Leaning forward he placed a gentle kiss on her forehead “I’m worried , she won’t tell me what there about, but each time she ends up screaming like that” he looked at her worry now sat not just on his face but in his eyes too.

"Not all potions taste good, Jack," Khaat said, not happy that Jess was not complying with treatment. "She is not having an easy time of this pregnancy, obviously. She needs to start doing the right things in order to preserve her health. She has a way to go yet, and she cannot afford unnecessary stress. You do need to talk to her and get her to start doing what I tell her. She is only going to reinforce her fear of sleep and fear of those things that happened to her by continuing to allow these nightmares into her life. She needs to do her part to make them stop. She should sleep peacefully now. I will eave her to rest. Take care of her, Jack." Khaat turned and left.

emily quietly stayed out of the way not wanting to bother any one the whole weekend
ooc: sorry haven't been on to much going on hardly have time to think

jack sat on the bed he knew she was right, and now he made up his mind "she will not miss again I promise you that" he said looking at Khaat as he watched her leave, then looking down to Jessica who now slept soundly he spoke softly "she is my life " he said and as if she heard him Jessica rolled to face him , he rested his hand on her back rubbing it gently just where he knew she liked a gentel smile crossed her face he smiled as he heard her whisper "I do" as if dreaming about there wedding day he too dreamed about it as he would finally get to hold her as his wife she would be his and his and andrews alone.

Pulling off her shoes he slipped her out her clothes and pulled up the comforter again placing it over her, placing a gentle kiss once more on her fore head. "I will join you soon but for now , rest" he spoke softy , turning he headed back out the door , he headed for the kitchen he had left her dor partly open so he could hear if she woke. Stepping back in he nodded to Khaat as he took a much needed cup of coffee, drinking it he sighed a sign he needed it. He knew it would keep him awake but he was at this moment worth the risk it.

While everyone was settling in, Khaat decided to take a walk down to the barn to go see the magical creatures. She also wanted to check out her mother's owls to see if there was a owl that would be a suitable match for Calista. The snow crunched under her boots as she walked in the morning sunshine from the house to the barn. There was something here that was peaceful and reassuring and made her feel at home and made her feel safe again. Like this was the one place in the world where the ministry and dark arts both might leave her alone.