Jack, Jess , Andrew and the new baby's home

Khaat and her father had both seen her slip the necklace back in her pocket. They didn't like the dark side they were seeing of her. It was most unusual for her not to trust them. Had they not opened up their homes and their lives to her and her family? It didn't make sense. They decided to say nothing about it. They would say no more about Albus Dumbledore here. This discussion about him was going to end--now.

"Khaat," Robert said, "There are some financial reports that were supposed to go to the ministry before the battle happened. Do you still want them to go now?"

"No," Khaat said, "I want to see if Matt wants them. I'm sure St. Mungos is about the last on his mind right now."
She began to realize she really was getting a severe headache. Her father detected something was wrong immediately. "Khaat?" he asked.

"Just a headache," she said softly.

"Have you eaten today?" he asked.

"Yes. I did. Rob made sure of it before he left this morning. And I had tea with Jess before we came here," she asked.

"Its probably nothing," Robert reassured her. "You've been putting in too many hours for weeks and weeks. Its probably just your body adjusting to having a little time off. And high time too. If you want, I can check it for you."

"No, I'm fine, Daddy, really," she smiled, taking a sip of her coffee.

Jess looked at Khaat concerned with her head ache "she only had a single cookie i made " she said feeling a sudden chill run threw her and she shivered but a shiver that ran threw her whole body her eyes seem to take on a dark tinge for a moment then back to blue her heart racing as she sat quiet still in her chair "this is not right" she thought to her self feeling as if something pulled at her from inside, as if clawing its way, not out but into her as if wanting to change her to something she was not she closed her eys the glow she'd had in the farm returned ever so slightly around her, as if her own magic tried to protect her from what ever itws trying to take her over.

Robert stood immediately, sensing the danger around Jessica. "Khaat," he said to her quietly. He rose and moved to Jessica's side and Khaat followed his lead. They apparated her instantly to St. Mungos, directly into a treatment room in the emergency room. Robert laid his hand on her forehead and struck her with a strong sleep spell. He picked her up and laid her on the table. "Have someone send for Jack--immediately," he told Khaat quietly, "And have Jack bring anything she baked today."

Khaat sent an assistant to apparate to the Black Heart house immediately, and Khaat sent other healers into the room with Robert. Khaat was realizing her headache was getting out of control. She was not feeling at all well herself.

jess knew something wasnt right she could feel it deep inside her like a dark anger waiting to explode even under the sleep spel she fought hard she knew if she lost control that would be it. Jessicas eyes flew open black as the night a bestial howl came from her then changed to ehr own voce "no i have to fight" she said then came the voice again not her own deep demonic and bestaial at the same time "no anger must rise you can not lock it up let me take it let me feed on your white magic that lays in you" she struggled on the bed the pendant falling to the flor the stone once black now clear and a small crack sat across it.

Khaat heard Jessica's voice, screeching from the room where her father was with her. Healers came from everywhere and ran in to the room to assist him. Khaat tried to stand up, but her vision faded to black. She couldn't see. Her head felt like it was splitting in half. She'd never felt such pain, ever, even when she'd hit her head. Her energies seemed altogether lost. She felt things spinning wildly out of control, and then everything left her and faded to black.

Robert knew as well as he knew his own name that Khaat had someplace lost consciousness. "Restrain her!" Robert barked an order, unwilling to fool with the dark energies that possessed Jessica. "Incarcerous!" Robert fired his wand at her to bind her instantly with magical ropes. Another assistant rushed in with the news that Khaat had collapsed on the floor of the emergency room and was unconscious. "Get her to a room! Stay with her!" Robert ordered. Unfortunately his daughter and grandchild would have to wait a moment.

jessica's body may have been under the control of the dark creture with in her but her mind was still her own forcing it back down she spoke "pendant" she shuted before the beast growled and thrashed at the healers her nails now more like claws as her body slowly changed , she lashed out sendinfg one poor healer flying againt a wall a gash across his chest two more took his place restraining her arm "Gahhh I knew he could not hold me , that stupid fool of a man" came the voice "I posse him his magic is mine" it growled kicking out and sending another reeling backwards

"Petrirficus Totalus!" Robert sent a powerful petrification spell to paralyze the creature she was morphing into. Healers brought magic proof chains, and Robert shackled both wrists and both ankles very quickly while the creature was still morphing into some creature Robert had not seen the likes of for a very long time. He had the wounded healers escorted out quickly. He had the creature restrained. "Well, well, come back for a rematch, have you? Well, if you recall, I won the last time, and I will again," Robert said, as healers held the creature at bay. Robert reached in Jessica's pocket and took the necklace. "Ah, so this is how you did it. Well, that's alright by me. I know your weaknesses all too well. " He turned to the healers, "Bring her."

He took her upstairs and put her in one of the magic proof cells in the psychiatric wing for the time being.. This would take time. He would have to separate the creature from her. Right now, though, he desperately needed to see if Khaat was alright. He left specific instructions with the healers that if all else failed, they were to take no chances. The chains should hold and so should the cell, Robert thought. But, if it did not, he had no choice but to order the killing curse be used on it. He didn't want to see that happen, but he also knew the creature knew Robert meant business.

He went back to Khaat immediately, pushing his way through the younger healers to get to her. He assessed her quickly. "Damnit!" he cursed. He began putting a potion together quickly from the potions in the treatment room. It was a rough potion, and would taste quite foul indeed. He would let her have all the french roast after this that she wanted if it worked. He regretted having to bring her conscious with a spell because he knew the excruciating pain she would be in. But he had no choice. He woke her with a strong jolt from his wand.

Khaat woke, crying out sharply in pain. "I know," Robert said softly, raising her head on his arm, "I know, Drink, Baby. Drink it. Its the only way." She obeyed, but the potion was the most disgusting, foul thing that had ever been in her mouth. Made her sick to her stomach instantly. "Breathe," he coached her slowly. "It will get better. Breathe. " "Let me die," she begged her father. "Not a chance," he said firmly. "Just wait a moment."

A moment later, relief began to set in, and she collapsed again in his arms. The younger healers were alarmed. Robert held them back, waving them off. "Relax," he said.softly, unable to take his eyes off Khaat. This had been much too close. "That was merely relief. She will recover now. " He began to check her thoroughly and to check Abbey. "Thank God!" he breathed softly. "Thank God. The baby's fine." The healers with him sighed a deep sigh of relief. "Get her a room on the trauma floor," Robert ordered, "And let me know the instant that Jack Black Heart arrives. Khaat may be out for hours, but let me know of the slightest change. Keep someone with her at all times. Do not leave her alone for an instant. Am I clear?" They nodded.

jack ran threw the corridors he had been sent for droping the children at marys he had aperated to the hospital and now as quick as he could he ran to the place he had been told Jessica was he saw Robert "what happed to her, whats wrong with her? " he asked walking over to face him his anger at this hapening to jessica aparent in his clentched fist and pacing of the floor .

"Jack," Robert said very gently, "Come with me. We need to talk. I've admitted Jessica. She's under a spell, and it will take some time to separate her from it." He led Jack into a small quiet room designed especially for these difficult doctor/family discussions. "Sit with me a moment," Robert said, feeling he actually needed to sit, himself, having had the daylights frightened out of him by nearly losing Khaat.

He drew the necklace out of his pocket. "Jessica received this today along with some other things. The necklace was apparently the container for a foul creature almost from Hell itself. Muggles have a distorted view of what it is. The closest they can describe it is as a Balrog. It is almost unstoppable. Almost. I have done battle with it before. He and I know each other very well. I am the last person he should have messed with. To date, I don't know of any other human being that has fought it and survived. I have her upstairs in the magic proof cells. I cannot let you see her right now. She looks lilke this foul thing, and does not resemble the woman you know at all. But I will separate this beast out of her. If it is the last thing I do. I will get her out of this. But I need your help. I sent my assistant to bring back everything Jessica made today. Everything. And everything she received today. I need it all. It is far more important than you know. Did you or Andrew eat or drink anything she made today? She told us she baked some cookies. Did you or Andrew eat any of them or drink any of the tea she made? Its important."