I May Look Old, But I Can Still Kick Your Arse

Michael had no desire to listen to any part of someone else's sex life. He was far more interested in why the muggle Deputy Prime Minister had come to Robert's bedside. He frowned deeply, wishing Robert had not kicked him out. He paced nervously. He was hoping desperately that it would open a door for them to get Khaat out.

The room door did not open for nearly an hour. Then it did, and the muggle left as quickly as he came. Michael went back in quickly, glaring at Robert.

"I've gained you access, but...there is a snag," Robert said.

"There's always a snag," Michael said. "What this time?"

"The muggle security system will be in full gear. You'll have one way in and one way out. And if you get caught...."

"I know. The Prime Minister will dissavow any knowledge of our actions."

"Precisely."

"Well, that's textbook, isn't it? When do I get the plans?"

"The instant I get them. And you're going to need every single person you have in your gang right now. You'll need them for distractions. To lure the muggles away from you. If not, the muggles could very easily kill you."

"So what else is new?" Michael sighed. He looked at Robert deeply and he believed he understood exactly what the men had discussed about how they would be given access and what the obsdtacles would be. Robert looked at him and nodded.

"Come along, Kiddies," Michael said to Jack, Steven and Ronata. "The game is afoot." He turned and abruptly left Robert's room.

Jack stood up seeing michale walk out steven Ronata's hand as they moved down the corridor all were curiose as to what was hapening now .Steven looked back at the men stationed around Roberts room he hated to leave him but michael was his boss and he did as he was told .

"so whats going on?" jacka sked drawing level with machael as they walked away .

"yes whats going on?" asked Steven Ronata roled her eyes and sighed.

"hey guys, just do as he says , it has to be important or he wouldn't have pulled you from Robert duty" she said looking at Michael.

Michael walked upstairs to Robert's office in St Mungo's and looked at the door that was locked in front of him. He spun his right index finger in a small circle in front of the keyhole. Michael heard the distinctive clicking of the tumblers inside the lock rolling to his command. SLowly the knob seemed to turn on its own and the door opened.

"Come in," Michael said, having successfully just broken into Robert's private office. He knew Robert didn't care, and actually, Michael didn't care either. He simply went inside and took the seat behind the large impressive oak desk. "Last one in, close the door, please."

"Accio paper!" he called, and several sheets of paper liberated themselves from Robert's desk drawer. Michael drew forth a pen and began sketching. "I think I know how we need to get in. But this is not going to be easy by any means. It will be one of the most difficult things you've done."

It was jack who was last in to the room closing it behins him and then sitting next to Ronata and Steven as he watched Michael with a pen and paper , he wondered just what would be but his mind caught up they were going to go in and scout or rescue Khaat.

Steven sat looking at him his mind working on what michael was talking about , Ronata sat next to him her legs crossed as she focusedon watching Michael and taking in what he ahd to say and his reactions.

"That muggle was a representative of the muggle government. We will be given a way in, but it won't be anything that we will be able to do without everyone we have. There will be, in addition to a lot of muggle technology that we will need to enchant, there will also be a great many muggles that we need to distract. And we cannot breech our codes of any reason. We cannot let it be known in the muggle world that there is such a thing as magic. Understood?

"I'm counting on you three each direct a few operatives to distract. Each of you will supervise a pod of perhaps 5 or 6 operatives. You lot, by far, have the more dangerous job. Your job is to make us unseen by making yourselves known. The only way in to get Khaat herself will require my...expertise...and Jen's small size. She's smaller than any of us. Jack, you're the braun of the bunch. You need to be prepared to fight us out if you must. And Steven and Ronata, back him up. We're not leaving her behind. But if things go wrong, get the hell out. Let me take the 'rap', as the muggles say, for all of us. I'm an old man. I don't mind giving up what I have left for Khaat. You're all young. Get yourselves out.

"Robert will get us the way in, but I believe I already know where we're going. Make sure you have your backpacks. Shrink them and carry them in your pockets so that we can move at an instant's notice. If you, for some reason, end up with Khaat, do not stop, under any circumstances, until you get her back at St. Mungos. Don't look back, don't stop to aid someone else, just go. The rest of us will cover you, whoever you are. This is where I believe we will be going, but don't get ahead of yourselves and think you can go without me. If you do, you'll be signing your own death warrant. You'll be killed before you get anywhere close to where you need to be. Any questions whatsoever?"

jack moved as he listened it was all planned well in his mind he glanced at steven and ronata seing the concentration on their faces too. He hoped they would be in quick and out even quicker with out losing any body of importance let alone Khaat her self again. He made his mind up that he personaly was not going to give up he would make sure every one got out and in one peice

The condemned department store stood tall and proud despite its decrepit appearance. If one was to peer over the top then Muggles would appear on the streets below, hugging their coats close to their bodies and ushering their children along the street. Prancing across the rooftops, though, was none other than the boy who wouldn’t grow up and his little fairy. The two had matching smiles on their faces. The young man seemed to have an auburn tint to his hair under the light of the wand his companion was holding aloft. The strain of Azkaban had left the two behind and now the youthful light returned to their eyes, their worries washed away with the rain that had fallen earlier.

Those who believed in fairies would see a small being fluttering beside the person dancing on the rooftops. Children knew so much now though, so they forgot about fairies and mermaids and other magical creatures. But still the Muggle children looked up in awe, remembering the stories their mother’s would tell them when they were small. Some of the more child-like adults would also peer up and a smile would pull their lips up upon seeing the two. It was amazing what a little bit of magic did. Muggles, although devoid of magic, were closer to it than they thought.

Reaching out, Rob caught Jen’s hand and pulled her to him. She fell against his chest and looked up, a befuddled look appearing on her face. He smiled wryly and cocked his head towards a structure on the roof they were on. There was a door with a small box window and yellow light was shining from it. Jen drifted away from Rob and stepped off of the elevated part of the roof. Her foot landed lithely on the flat part of the roof and she approached the door, watching her footing as she did so. Rob followed behind at a slightly slower pace but was close enough to dart forward if the situation required. Jen wasn’t the most graceful of people.

Upon reaching the door, Jen rose up onto her tiptoes and peered through the glass. A light bulb hung from the ceiling without a shade and it looked as if it was some kind of janitorial room. Her hand went to the door handle, beating Rob who had made to do the same thing. With a quick jerk of her wrist, the door unlocked and clicked forward off of the latch. She pushed it open and Rob shuffled in behind Jen who was placing her feet in well thought out places so as not to trip. Jen stepped over a fallen mop and shook her wand, breaking the Lumos spell. She tapped the door handle and it clicked. The door swung open, revealing a set of stairs lit up by scones on the walls.

The two exchanged quick glances before descending down into St. Mungo’s. Jen found herself in another utility room at the foot of the stairs and this was lit the same way the other one had been. So, she tapped the door handle with her wand and it swung back towards her. Jen caught the door and found a long piece of ebony in her way. Rob nudged her out of the way and placed his hands on the wood. He ran his fingers down the grain before pulling it abruptly to the right. The wood fell away and the siblings squinted as the intruding hospital lights shone into the utility room.

Jenifer stepped into the hallway first. Rob followed shortly thereafter, pulling the door closed behind him. He turned around and looked at the piece of wood which was, he noted upon seeing the whole thing, in fact a bookshelf. He pulled it over the door and rubbed his hands on his jeans afterwards, brushing the wood stain off on the dark trousers. He tugged his forest green shirt down and nodded to the door further down the hallway. Jen smiled and sprang off down towards the door, her dark hair splaying out behind her.

The shorter sibling had been leading most of the way and did so now as well. Rob preferred to hang back and let her do what she wanted. Despite the fact that she was the elder sister it always felt to him as if it was the other way around. Jen opened the door of Robert’s office and Rob entered moments after. He caught the door handle and tugged it closed behind him like he’d done with the door behind the bookshelf. He stepped forward onto the rug and observed the inhabitants. It was, as usual, the motley crew that was hired. Rob noted the presence of the werewolf and he took Jen’s hand, drawing her to him.

“Good Evening, gentlemen,” Rob said jovially, ignoring the presence of Ronata who really didn’t pique any interest from Rob’s point of view, “I hope you’re all well.”

Miseria couldn't believe the news what she got. The letter didn't explain much, though, but enough to drive her almost crazy, and make all the way from Hogwarts to London. Besides, she was almost ill, however, she didn't even care much about it. Her mother was kidnapped. And she was tortured. God, how she hated the fact that she wasn't there when Khaat needed her the most. When she needed some sort of support, and Miseria was probably far away from her, safe and sound. She blamed herself for not being able to be in the right place in the right time.
But now, that she knew that atleast Robert was alive, she visited the St. Mungo's hospital, realizing that this would probably be the first step of her knowledge. She didn't know how she will do it, but she had to make some moves by herself as well. All the kids couldn't leave work to the adults, now could they?
When she finally opened the doors, she ran up the stairs, and stopped infront of Robert's office. He wasn't there, she could sence it. However, she heard voices what came from the office, and she leaned a bit closer, hoping to hear something what would inform her. All what she knew was that Khaat is absent, Robert almost died in his own pool of blood, and now he is in intensive care room. Then, without any permission, she entered the room, looking at everyone there. Ronata, Jack, Steven. And surprise, surprise, even Robert and Jen had showed up! She looked at everyone with raised eyebrows. Were they helping? She didn't know what Robert Andrew Dent felt for Khaat, but she was his daughter's mother. Maybe that was the thing what made him come here? But what was his sister doing in this office? Just supporting? Sighing quietly, she looked at the elder man who she didn't know. Now she felt herself even more younger. Every one of them were adults, they knew what to do, and they were skilled.
"Hello," she said with a quiet voice, closing the door behind her.

Michael turned as he heard more people enter. He saw Pan and Tinkerbell there, finally. He saw a young female werewolf, no more than a werewolf pup herself enter, but he knew her from photos Robert had sent. Khaat's daughter. He wasn't the least bit surprised that she had left the school to help rescue her mother. And the last final entrant was Brian. He was tired already. He looked like he hadn't slept for weeks.

"You look like hell, Quinn," he scowled. "And welcome back, Pan and Tink. About time. There are gear packs on the floor for the both of you. You two are with me. We're moving tonight. Our new minister has been able to get us access to Whitehall, but as with all good diplomatic relations, we're on our own if we get caught.

He turned to look at the Lupin lass. "Well, I wondered how long it would take until I finally met you, Young Pup. Have you taken your werewolf potion tonight? I do not wish that we should set loose a werewolf on London, and it is a full moon, you know. So you've come to help us get your mum, have you? Well done, then. You have courage. I like that. Stay close to Pan and Tinkerbell there or myself. I have no wish to lose anyone at all tonight. Tink, take this. This is my plan for how to get in. You and I need to lead in. Pan and the Pup will follow as backup. The rest have their positions as backups and distraction details. Any questions? She's being held in a basement room of Whitehall. Now, that's a big area. But I am pretty sure I have an excellent idea of the most logical place for her to be. I suggest we start there and move fast. We still have all that muggle technology they believe in that we must contend with. It won't be disabled prior to our arrival."

"I'm going with you," Brian said.

"No. You're not," Michael said. "You wait behind and make sure we don't lose one single chance of gettingher out alive because of that stinking computer crap of theirs. Handle it, Quinn. This isn't your operation anymore. Its mine."

Miseria didn't look around when she heard someone else entering the room. It was almost like some sort of gathering of people who had some common interests. Right now, the only thing what they had in common, was probably a mission to save Khaat.
She didn't turn her eyes away from the eldery man who was speaking. She couldn't hide her smile when he called Jen and Robert with those silly names. Peter Pan, she could remember the story, the pirates, but not all of the characters. She wasn't actually surprised that he knew her. He, as she already got it, was one of Khaat's friends, and someone probably told him about her. And then he was speaking to her, reminding her the ugly fact. Yes, she was aware of such things, it was her business to look after herself since she was already 16 years old, and she wasn't at home. “Yes, I am aware of the full moon tonight, and yes, i took the potion,“ she said quietly. Miseria listened carefully what he had to say. It was so obvious that she came here to resque her mother. Who wouldn't? She'll have to stay near Robert, Jen or this old man himself. Now which would be safe? a sarcastic voice in her head commented.
“I have one question,“ she raised her hand. “When are we leaving?“