Ronata's room at the walker farm

When Khaat woke, Brian was asleep in the chair beside her bed. He looked tired--rare for him. She was a bit concerned. The house was quiet. She tried to get up, but sharp pain met her instantly. And that woke Brian. "And just where to you think you're going to go?" he frowned, getting up and going over to her.

"I'm fine," she said, "Just sore."

"You do realize this is me you're talking to, right?" he raised an unbelieving eyebrow at her. "First of all, you outslept your pain spell. Second of all, I don't believe you have the slightest notion what your father and I went through to get you this far. I will thank you to not undo it all by being stupid."

"Stupid?" she scowled.

"Stupid," he repeated.

"I really do want to be up," she said.

"And I really do know that," he replied sarcastically. "But you're not doing it until your father comes back and tells us you can be up. Got that?'

She sighed heavily, "Can I at least have some coffee?"

"That, I can do. Don't you move!" he pointed his finger at her, leaving.

Ronata stood up and moved to the grass feeling it under her toes as she stood she gave a deep sigh and smiled before moving back inside to place her now empty cup down. as she stood she saw the vclean plates out on the drainer , with a singel thought they moved to slip in the cubards and away in the draws "ow no you over thre and you in there thats where your put " she ordered the knifes and forks the obaed and settled in the right sections. soon it was all away and she moved down into the celler walking around all the machines she saw her hands resting on a few then moving to her tummy "I have to train again" she thought to her self with one last look she moved up stairs but on pasing a bench she saw the shirt Steven had warn , picking it up she held it moving back up to the first floor she was suprised to see brian adn Khaat "Khaat, what do you think your doing , you should be in bed " she said moving into the room.

"Oh, Brian said the same thing," she sighed. "I told him I would behave until he got back with some coffee, but if he really expects me to behave then he doesn't know him as much as I thought he did. It takes more than a couple of broken ribs to slow me down."

"A couple?" her father asked, coming into view. "You always did underestimate things like that. So, you think you feel like being up, do you?"

"I need to be."

"I really had hoped you'd wait until at least tomorrow to get antsy. No such luck, huh?"

"No."

"Oh, very well," he sighed, "With me, then. You're going to need help. Where are you going?"

"Downstairs."

"Fine," he said, unhappy. He took hold of her very gently and helped her slowly downstairs. He could have apparated them, but that would have defeated her apparent purpose of being up, he knew. So he decided she could try to walk. "You coming, Ronata?"

she smiled at Roberts aperance knowing Khaat would take note when he helped her to walk she nodded grabiong a robe she saw laid across the back of a chair "yes sir, the kettles just boiled , I made some hot chocolat earlier " she said glancing in to the room where steven slept soundly and shook her head at how he lay half in and half out of the covers. She followed quietly behind them drawing near the kitchen she waved her hand and the kettle pored out four cups the coffee dropped in to it, just as the suger bowl apeared from the cubords to sit next to the cups " Fresh made" she said handing one to Brian one to Robert and One to Khaat .

Brian saw Robert bringing Khaat coming down the stairs. She just would never listen. "And why is she up?" he looked pointedly at Robert, "She promised me she'd rest."

"She lied," Robert shrugged nonchalantly. "You believed that? I really thought I taught you better."

"You taught me never to believe...oh never mind," Brian said. "You going to leave her up the rest of the night?"

"No. She' just proving this to herself. You know that. Once she gets it out of her system, she'll behave," Robert said.

"SHE..is really bored being talked about like SHE isn't here!" Khaat said sarcastically.

"SHE...asked for it!" Brian retorted, unmoved. That made Robert laugh, and pretty soon Brian softened up, and then Khaat did too. That loosened the tension between them.

Roata sighed and placed her now empty cup in the sink thinking she should really go back to sleep as she was not needed down stairs any more Brian and Robert seem to have it all under control leaving her feeling like a spare part in the conversation. With a yawn she sat down in a comfortable chair watching the light bounce off he glass that was in the windows wondering if she would be safe to go back to Stevens farm the next day. She over heard Khaat mention about being spoken about in the same room , she didn't have that problem.

Standing she looked at the three of tehm "well im going back to bed now " she said and moved towards the stairs "ow Im going abck to stevens farm tomorrow , He's probably wanting to see what damage was done to his frm from that storm, Im going to help him " she said with her foot on the first run of the stairs. Turning her back to them she headed up slowly, as she still felt tired but now just because of the hour it was.

Passing Stevens door she looked in again this time he was layed in his tummy she just smiled and moved into her own room.

Khaat and Robert and Brian sat up long enough to finish their coffee. By then, Khaat was starting to doze back off. Sleepily, she blamed it on Brian's pain spell. Robert frowned at her. "If that had been the pain spell, I would have known it," He laughed. "That is your own fatigue, my dear. Your injuries are making you weak and tired. Do you think that might be why we wanted you to rest?"

She sighed heavily, knowing he was right. She shifted in the chair to get comfortable and shut her eyes. A moment later, it all slipped away from her.

Brian sighed and picked up a tan colored thrown from the sofa and draped it over her. He had a feeling she would hear no more til morning.

Steven had woke to hear voices and he yawned walking out just as Ronata passed him by not even talking to him as if he wasn't there . moving down to the kitchn he pored a cup of hot chocolate and sat down "ok so why the pow wow?" he asked biting his lip as he saw Khaat asleep in the big comfortable leather chair "oops sorry" he said softly to Brian. He smiled Knowing she would sleep till morring, finishing he slipped down to the trainning area taking some weights he slowly wored them he could never go back to sleep once he was awake so now he took advantage of it by working out his still stiff musles .

Khaat woke now to the smell of fresh coffee, eggs, bacon, and the sight of early morning sunshine coming in through the window. She had a stiff neck. The more she thought about it, everthing seemed to be stiff and achy. She tried to straighten herself in the chair and groaned before she thought about it.

"Uh huh," her father came in, a coffee cup in each hand. "Don't say I didn't tell you so." He put a fresh cup beside her.

"What time is it?"

'Just a bit after seven. If you'd have done as I told you,..."

"Oh, don't say it," she sighed.

"You really do have to slow down. This is only Sunday. We'll look at if you can reasonably work tomorrow, which you won't, tomorrow. Not today. Today you rest."

"Rest? Who is going to take care of Abbey and Dakota?"

"We have 5 very capable adults here besides you. You aren't going anywhere except to rest."

"Five?"

"Steven, Ronata, Brian, your mother, and myself."

"My mother?" she frowned.

"Who do you think is cooking, my dear?"

"Oh. I hadn't thought about that."

"Drink your coffee. It will clear out the fog in your brain a bit," he smiled.

Steven walked up from the gym feeling now wide awake if a bit sweaty "good morning" he said smiling at both Brian and Robert "Humm, Kathrines here, I can smell her cooking" he said grinning as he moved toward the kitchen to pintch a rasher of bacon from the pile. he laughed as kate looked at him with a disaproving look. He moved to a couch and sat down to eat. "iTs good to see you up and alive" he said grinning to her his towel slung over his shoulder as he sat back.