Don't do this to me - not now.

Miseria gasped and stepped away from Khaat, looking with widened eyes at her. “Khaat! No, you wont!“ she whispered in horror. Even she did't do that. Since her and Josh things were talked straight, and he promised to help raise her baby, she didn't worry much about her future anymore, although, she will go later to school. To the sixth year, to be exact. That's the time when baby will be born. “Robert will get over it,“ she said quietly.

"I hope so," Khaat said softly. "I do love him, you know. And I want this baby far more than he knows. But I want him to feel free to leave me if he wants to. I don't want this being something that chains him to me. I keep telling myself he's just feeling insecure because of how bad things were here last night. I know he thought I was going to die. I might have if he hadn't rescued me and called my parents. But he has no idea how important he is to me. Or maybe he does, and he's not ready for it.

Khaat got up slowly, hanging onto the bedpost, and went over to the window and sat down. Things were spinning still, and it aggravated her. She looked out and saw that he had been woodworking in the yard. And, oddly enough, all he'd made were toys for a little girl, and had a crib partly assembled. "Mis. Look," She called softly, pointing out the window. "He's made some toys, a rocking horse, and a Hogwarts castle as a doll house, and he's making a crib. Looks like he's hoping for a girl. Maybe you're right,Mis. Maybe he won't leave me after all. Maybe he'll stay. Maybe he'll decide he wants to stay. Mis, I don't want him to stay because he feel he has to. I want him to stay because he wants to. If he can't find that in himself, then I need to let him know he can go. I'm a strong woman. I've been taking care of kids a long time. I can do this by myself. He could just go away and forget about us if he wanted."

Robert had felt Khaat's essences take a bit of a drop, and he had apparated outside her door, not knowing if there was trouble or not. As he listened, he realized she was just out of bed, he relaxed and entered uninvited. "Khaat," he said gently, "Enough. Stop stewing. You were a breath away from dying a few hours ago. It's going to take time. You have to rest. Your body pulls its energies away from you to protect your child. You know that. And right now you don't have that much to give. Come on. Back to bed." He led her back to bed and put her there again. He sat on the bed, brushing her hair. "Rob's sister has arrived, I'm afraid. He's working on containing her and keeping her from bursting up here. She's a bit like a hurricane, I'm sorry to say." He laughed softly. "What does she want?" Khaat asked. "Well, to see her brother, for one. She's giving him a bit of a well needed kick in the arse. And she wants to meet you. Today is just not the day for that. If I have to seal your door, I will. Tomorrow might be different. Right now you need to sleep. Rest. You can't be up yet today." He paused his hand on her forehead and said lovingly, "Sleep." Her body yielded to his sleep spell and she sank into a deep sleep. He looked at Miseria, "Don't worry. Your mother just needs some rest. She'll be fine."