Rob + Khaat=Abbey

Robert apparated from Sparks where he had just diagnosed Khaat as having symptoms of an imminent miscarriage. He went straight to the OB unit and gave them her information and had them arrange a room for her. Staff flew, and in a fraction of a second, they brought a gurney for Robert, leaving him clearly in charge. St. Mungos did not get that many miscarriages this late in the pregnancy, so most likely, their beloved director's daughter would be a premature infant and perhaps have to stay in their nursery for a bit until she matured a bit more. The staff flew into emergency mode. They were not going to lose any mother, but especially not this one. She meant too much to them.

Robert sent a message through the floo to Katherine to let her know that Khaat was in premature labor. Katherine came through instantly, not needing any other notice.

“So...where are we going?” Chris asked, wrinkling his nose as they entered St. Mungo’s. He obviously didn’t like the smell. Rob shrugged and Katrina glared at him; obviously not happy with the response. The girl who had come with Pete walked over to one of the signs stuck to the columns holding up the second floor. She pointed to one of lines and began to move her hands. Jen and Pete’s eyes watched the girl’s hands and Jen marched over to the lifts. Pete hugged the girl and Rob had to, yet again, beat down the jealousy that sparked up. Pete looked at him innocently, unaware of everything and Rob bit his lip. Althea nudged him and he looked down at the girl who smiled slyly at him. He smirked and shook his head before dropping his arm down to sit on her waist.

They moved towards the lifts but stopped upon finding Jen missing. Rob looked over his shoulder and saw Jen standing in front of the doors. The doors opened and Rob’s eyes widened. Althea laughed quietly from beside him and Christophe bounced over to the woman who had walked through the doors. Rob groaned and Althea squeezed his hand, reminding him that it was time to man up. Although he agreed his mother wasn’t someone he actually expected to see. He closed his eyes and heard the sound of footsteps walking across marble flooring. He opened his eyes and only just managed to hold back a scream. “CONGRATULATIONS ROBBIE!” Amika screamed. Rob groaned again and picked up the eleven year old. She wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist before swivelling around so she was on his back. “Can you name the baby after me?”
“Amika what if it’s a boy?” Rob laughed, deciding to play the little girl’s game. She frowned at him and Rob looked around to see his aunts in front of him.

“Robbie we’re so proud of you!” Helena, Farah and Genevieve chimed together. Rob winced and the women hugged him. “We’re going to be godmother’s right?”
Katrina scoffed. “Like Rob would have you three as the kid’s godmothers. You’re all bloody nuts. I think the freak factor needs to be kept down rather than up.”
“She is right.” Charlotte said, making her way over. She picked up Miami who seemed to be lost and held her close. “I think we need to keep everything moderately sane for as long as possible. Rob take your cousin.”
“But Ma...” Rob took Miami from Charlotte and the little girl giggled before pulling on his hair which had grown out again. “Miami stop, baby. Ma, please. Amika is heavy and-”
“If you mate with more werewolf decedents then you’ll have to get used to having lots of children and Amika isn’t that heavy. Miami stop pulling Robert’s hair.” Charlotte said, stopping the child instantly.
“Ma, I’m going to be working which is why we’ll have godparents just- OW! What the bloody hell was that for!?” Miami laughed and slapped Rob in the same place Charlotte had.
“Stop being a twat. If you can’t be a good father to Amika Jr. then I think David should be a father to her. Merlin knows he’d do a better job.” Charlotte said sternly.
“Actually we have a name for-”
“So... when are we going then?”

Rob glanced at Jen who had Yuki in her arms, Machi on her back and Nami on her shoulders. She smiled at Rob and he looked around to see his cousins, second cousins and goodness knows who else in the foyer of St. Mungo’s. The young intern looked completely put out. Rob smiled apologetically and they all piled into the lifts. Rob found himself in one with the Quintuplets, Chris, David, Pete, the unknown girl, Jen and his mother all in one lift as well as the girls both he and Jen had collected. Chris seemed to be particularly enamoured with Miami who was trying to grab his hair. Rob put Amika down and she glanced up at him.
“What have you named your little girl, then?” she asked, smiling knowingly.
“Abbey.” Rob said, sinking down to her level. “What do you think?”
“What about Amika?” she asked hesitantly. Rob chuckled. “Abbey Amika, then? I’m her... fourth cousin right?”
“I don’t know, Mika and I think it’s better to keep it that way don’t you think?” the girl nodded and Rob smiled.

“You’re good with children.” His mother observed.
“So?” Rob raised an eyebrow and Charlotte laughed.
“You can’t be serious. You are going to be a father, Rob. It does help to have child skills and you have them.”
“Because I can speak to Amika without being demeaning?” Rob snapped. “Mum this really isn’t the time.”
“No this is a perfect time.”
“In a lift full of people?” Rob asked dryly.
“Yes in a lift full of people. Rob I’m sorry I wasn’t the best mother I could have been when you were growing up. You turned out alright though even without my help. You are a bit of a chicken shit though.”
“Mum...wasn’t that meant to be a heartfelt moment?” Jen called from the back of the lift.
“Probably.” Charlotte laughed. She hadn’t laughed in years. Rob kissed her temple and hugged her. She smiled and pushed him away playfully. “Don’t you go all soft. You are the boss of a billion-galleon company. You have to be a hard arse.”
“Yeah but your my mum.” He smirked. “I can be soft around you.”

The lift doors open and every Whitlock that had taken the lifts stepped out into the corridor. A scared looking healer addressed the fairly large crowd and looked at Rob shakily who had Amika on his back. She was sending some pretty evil eyes as well. “I’m sorry but you’re going to have to wait out here.” The healer said shakily. “Mrs. Dent isn’t fit to see this many people. Not even you Mr. Dent would be-”
“You make her fit to see this many people then.” Amika snapped, sounding a lot like Charlotte. Rob looked at her and she winked before looking at the Healer who quickly ran away. “Alrighty... let’s sit down then.

Obviously there weren’t enough seats in the hallway so the Whitlock’s had to take the floor. Rob made sure to help his pregnant cousins into chairs and David even made a makeshift seat by knocking over one of the vending machines over. Rob found himself wedged between Chris and Pierre. Miami was crawling over everyone’s legs and Amika was taking bets on which Healer would crack first. Rob plucked Miami off of the floor and Machi looked at him. “Miami likes you a lot Rob.” She said knowingly.
“Of course she does.” Amika said tartly. “It’s Rob. All women like him no matter who they are. It’s like some sort of gene that makes him irresistible.”
“I’m bored now.” Katrina announced, getting up. “Amika, let’s go and scare the healers.” Amika grinned and followed Katrina down the hall, navigating her way around the legs.
“See,” David laughed. “this is what you’ll be stuck with in a few years. Miami will probably want to live with you.” The little girl in question pulled Rob’s hair, making him howl in pain. “Unlucky.” David said simply.

Robert had made sure Khaat had been admitted immediately and rushed into a room. He had not left her from the second she had arrived. He brought Katherine in to help keep her calm. Robert and Katherine had seen enough of these late term miscarriages to know they were lifethreatening. He and Kate both knew that Khaat's chances for survival would dramatically increase if they could stop her panic. Robert had Kate just holding Khaat's hand and talking softly and lovingly to her and coaching her through contractions. Her water had broken, and they were waiting on harder, intense labor to begin.

Katherine was sponging off Khaat with cool compresses and helping Robert to keep an eye on her vital signs. Khaat was trying to beg her parents that if anything went so wrong that it made them make a choice between saving her or Abbey, that they would do everything they could to save Abbey. The problem with having a healer for a daughter, Robert knew was that Khaat knew the odds. She knew how incredibly dangerous this was, and that in the end, the truth might end up that she and Abbey might both die. Khaat's own knowledge as a healer could critically work against her this time.

Robert laid his hand on her damp forehead and numbed her, so that she would stop panicking, relax, rest. There might be hours ahead, and he could not have her expending all her energy by exhausting herself emotionally. Khaat drifted into a light sleep because of his spell.

Robert stepped out to talk to Rob. "Rob--can I talk to you a moment?" he called, rather quietly.

Rob had Miami on his lap. He had one arm supporting her back and the hand on the other arm was covering his face as he played peek-a-boo with her. The toddler giggled and Rob smiled. He pulled a funny face and her giggles grew louder. A few people looked up from where they were sat and watched the pair. Jen smiled softly and Charlotte held the same content smile on her face as her daughter did. Amika and Katrina came back and took a few winnings from some of Rob’s cousins that gone with them. Amika grinned and sat down on Jen’s lap. “Told you... told you. Those healers cry and cry.”
“Quite.” Jen laughed, seeing a sniffling healer walk down the corridor before entering a ward. “Oh well.”

Miami snuggled up against Rob and he ran his fingers through the girls that fell down her back like a waterfall. The little girl began to fall asleep the same time Robert came out. He frowned a little. The man had some seriously bad timing. Rob got up and put Miami on her back. She was still quite small despite her age and snuggled up against him that way with her thumb in her mouth. Rob smiled down at her and walked over to Robert. Something was wrong; he could feel it in his bones. “Robert? Are they alright?”

Garulia was with Katherine and hanging out when the call came. A look of determination passed over him as he rushed to his backpack. In it, he found the rare oil he used for his fire tricks but they had special healing properties Khaat's dad might be able to use to calm her.
He rushed after her but through flew powder and broke into Robert and Rob's conversation.
"Here," he said, holding out the oil. "It might help her through the pain. Um I'll just wait over here..."

"So far, they're alright," Robert said. "But you need to understand this is life threatening for both of them. Khaat made it very clear to us that if I had to make a choice, if it actually comes to it, that I am to save Abbey at all costs. I have her under a numbing spell so she can rest while she can. That means I cannot, nor will not allow her to make that decision. If I have to ask you to make that choice, I will. However, I have no intentions of losing either of them. But Abbey could be an extremely small premature baby. She and Khaat will both need a lot of care for awhile.

"Part of the problem is that Khaat is wise enough as a healer to know the odds and to know the danger. The calmer we keep her, the better both their chances are. Her hormones are raging angry, and its increasing her panic. Anything you can do to help just keep her reassured, keep her mind occupied, that would really help. She needs to know you're here. And, by the way, its very normal for mothers in this position to feel responsible for this medical situation. Khaat didn't do anything to cause this. In this case, it was just spontaneous. Sometimes it just happens. She might never have this again with any other child she carries. But right now, she could just use your support--before the hard labor begins. Katherine is with her, but I know Khaat would prefer you."

"Thank you, Gar," Robert said, taking the oil from him. "It might help indeed."

Garulia nodded and settled into a chair, his eyes darting up every once in awhile.
In his mind, he was praying.
Okay, I've never put much thought towards God or heaven, or any of it, but if there is anything divine in the world please help Khaat, because I don't know exactly where I'd be without her, Amen, with that prayer done, he sighed, and put his face in his hands.

Rob swallowed hard. He nodded and instinctively hugged Miami closer to him in an attempt to draw some reassurance from the little girl who only wanted to use him as a source of warmth. She opened a bleary eye at him and closed it again. Her little hand gripped his shirt and he pressed his lips together. “Y-you can’t... Y-you have to save both of them.” Rob whispered. He’d really done it now. He’d killed his wife and his daughter. It was definitely the end for him. He bit his lip and released it just before he broke the skin. “H-how am I supposed to look after Abbey if Khaat’s not here? How!? Answer me that!” Rob’s emotions were becoming more erratic by the second and both Jenifer and Charlotte could see that. The two women quickly scrambled to their feet and walked over to Rob. Charlotte put a hand on her son’s shoulder and Jen took Miami from him before he squeezed her to death.

“Mr. Lupin I believe you have a direct order from my son there. You save both or none at all.” Charlotte said sternly.
“What!?” A strangled cry came from Rob’s throat and Jen took his hand in her own in an attempt at calming him. “M-mum!”
“Maybe it would be best if someone else went in for now.” Jen advised, glancing at her brother who was opening and closing his mother like a fish. “Perhaps I could go in instead.”
“Perhaps David should go in. They have similar temperaments.” Charlotte suggested.
“Why not Rob?” Amika said, walking over. “He is married to after all. It sort of puts him high up on the list of who goes in first. Although I don’t think he needs to be mentally scarred anymore.”

Robert said, "Perhaps you missed my saying I have no intention of losing my daughter or my granddaughter." He was looking at Charlotte. He looked back at Rob, "You know if there is anything I can do, I will certainly do it. Right now we don't need to choose. Hopefully that won't happen. But she will undoubtedly mention it to you. That's the only reason I brought it up. Khaat is smart. She knows it could come to that very quickly. There is nothing she wants more than to be here with you, with Abbey. If you can hang onto that, and keep her encouraged. Remind her how strong she is. Don't let her give up. Keep her focused on you--only on you. I know she loves you that she will try harder for you than anybody else in this world.

"But remember, she feels like this is her fault--like she had some control over this. Don't let it even make any sort of bizarre sense to you right now. Concentrate on supporting her. That's all you need to do. If you try to understand her, it will only make things far more difficult for you than it already is. You do understand this could well take hours, just like any other labor and delivery, unless I do surgery--a C-Section. I hesitate to do that because it creates more risk. I don't want to do that if I don't have to. If you want to come see her, come with me.

Matt made his way out of Noel's room to see what all the noise was. There seemed to be quite alot, for a hospital anyway. He spotted Rob and a whole bunch of other people in the corridor. He smiled and quietly closed her door, they thought she should stay a few extra nights just to be safe. He walked over to Rob, his hair in a mess but his eyes where fine. He wasn't tired anymore, he had actually got some sleep and was feeling pretty decent himself. He made his way through the crowd of fifty or more people, and finally managed to squeeze a spot in front of Rob. "Ello Robby!" he said grinning. "What's all the commotion about?" he asked him looking around. He nodded to Robert and ran his fingers through his hair trying to make it look better.