Aren't Check Up's Swell? ((Khaat))

Khaat was feeling knee deep in paperwork. Part of her job. And she was busy clearing up all sorts of insidious ways Jack Uhler had almost laid St. Mungos right into Ne'Os's hands. She needed to make sure that never happened again, no matter what that took. Jess had promised her Order protection for St. Mungo's, and he had certainly provided the day Ne'Os showed up to try to take over. But right now, she was uneasy. Wondering where the holes were in her security system. Every system had its faults. But she had been over her's so many times she was seeing it in her sleep. And it was giving her a migraine.

She heard the knock on the door, and was actually glad for the interruption. She closed the file and waved the door open. She was pleased to see Matt there. She rose and went around her desk to him.

"It's good to see you," she smiled. "Killer cane,"she grinned. "So how are you feeling? Besides the fact that I can see the leg is still painful. Sit down. How is the pain potion holding out? "

"Sure," she said. "First things first." She sat down in the other chair and laid her hand on his leg, his ankle and then his foot, in that order, assessing. "It's doing very well," she said, "for as bad as it was broken. It's coming along well. Most of what you're feeling is muscle and nerve damage. It will heal. It is a very good thing you were not a muggle. This sort of damage would have taken months, and probably repeated surgeries to heal and even then probably would never have been right. Muggles can be so brutal for the sake of health."

She waved her hand, and a bottle of healing potion floated over from the shelf. "If that does not last you a week, I need to know," she waved it over to him, "That means we need to look again. And,..." she stood up and picked up a little golden plastic card.

"Here," she gave it to him. "I just added a full physical therapy unit and gym to St. Mungos. You're going to need the stretching to limber up those muscles. It'll probably feel good. Besides, if nothing else, the hot tub is worth the trip. Start using the gym to get back into fighting form. It will reduce your stiffness."

"Grandkids, huh?" she laughed, "At your age? That's just wrong. I'm still working on the first generation. At this rate, I'll be 90 before I see grandkids. Tell me about them. I've never heard you mention them before. Did Rob tell you, he's already named this one, and she's not even here yet. Not til August. Abbey. I have no idea where he got that. But he'd determined she's Abbey. And he's got us all calling her Abbey now. I have a feeling she's going to be completely spoiled before she gets here."

"I do understand that feeling. I have so many people living in that little cottage we have in Hogsmeade that I'm sort of losing track of who's all there. Um... let me think. I think there's Rob, me, Miseria, um...5 or 6 additional teens, a 6 year old, and Miseria is pregnant and due about the same time I am... so...um..yeah, I guess that puts us up to waaaay to many people in one house. I've added a ton of additonal bedrooms by using enchantmetns, but it makes my upstairs look like a hallway of doors and no walls. I really do have to talk to Rob about us looking for someplace about the size of Hogwarts, I think." she laughed.

"Just think if your family and mine got together for a dinner. We'd have to reserve Sparks completely for the night just to hold everyone. But it does sound like fun. Sometime, if you're interested, let me know. I think we might be able to work that out. And Rob grills a mean steak.

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