Keven looked up and out the open door, going out and pacing the hallway as he waited, he was getting nervous. They needed to hurry. He couldn't protect them, not really. He didn't have the magic the others did, sure he could beat people in a fight. But that was only with his fists.

He held Alice close as he walked through the hospital door, setting them down in the waiting room for a moment as he went to sign in. "Yeah.. Arwin Holmes Uncle here.. I was told we could pick him up today?" The woman at the desk looked through her papers, nodding. "Your name?" Adam rolled his eyes at himself. "Adam Homles. Sorry.'' The woman nodded. "Room 412. The mother and her husband are in there right now." Adam's eyes flashed excitedly as he looked back, reaching his hands out to the kids that followed quickly behind him as he walked down the hall.

Keven, looked up when he saw his brother, not even thinking about how Adam wouldn't be used to the twenty one year old version, the scarred face. All the same, he grabbed Alice out of Adam's arm as she giggled with glee, leading them into the room where Amerie was still sleeping, eight year old Adam running to her bedside and grabbing her hand.

His stomach dropped upon seeing his brothers face, letting him take Alice, he stared at his brother for a moment before looking away. "Is she okay?"

Amerie's twenty five year old version's eyes opened when her son tugged her hand, she raised her body up slowly, unaware of who this was. She was scared. She looked up at Adam, she knew it was Adam. Even if he was older and tried to get out of bed again, Keven quickly setting Alice down and holding her back. "Ame. Remember what I told you. These are your kids..." She nodded slowly.

Adam smiled when he saw Ame, his eyes wandering over her before he looked down. She was beautiful, but sick. He had hated the memories of the hospital for the past few months that they had been together, now she was still going to be in the hospital when they were older. He sighed quietly, walking over to the other side of her and placing his hand on her arm as he sat at the edge of the bed, running his thumb on her arm as he sighed. "Je t'aime, mon amour, mon unique, ma toujours. Je t'aime, mon cheri, mon soleil, mon Ame." A small, nervous smile played on his face as his eyes searched hers. "Not what you expected, yeah?" He glanced over to Alice, his simile growing more gentle, "Nos enfants.. Mlle Alice, et," His eyes fell to Adam and he sighed. "Et Adam.." He turned back to Ame and sighed, smiling slightly. "Nous avons Arwin.. He was born two weeks ago." He didn't care if it made the kids feel odd, or think he was crazy. He just wanted Ame to know what was going on. He glanced up at Keven and winced at his scar again before glancing away. "et c'est ici Keven. Mon frere." He nodded, leaning down to Ame and kissing her forehead gently.

Even though she didn't understand French, she understood what he was saying. Adam, her first son. She knew because she had planned that name and Alice, her baby. Her daughter. She raised up a little, beckoning for her children, Alice's eager hand reaching up to her and she used all of her strength to lift her up to her side, coddling her and kissing her sweet face. She smiled at her husband gently, "It's okay Adam. It's better than I expected." she nodded sincerely, even though her eye lids were heavy and small Adam just stood their bewildered, not wanting to say anything rude in front of his mother. Keven bit his lip, tugging on the back of Adam's shirt. "We should talk. Let Amerie stay with her kids for a few minutes… we'll be just outside the door."

He smiled, slightly confused about how she could think any of this was better. Glancing back at Keven he nodded once before standing up, leaning down and kissing Ame's forehead gently. "Love you." He smiled before turning, heading out the door. Stopping just inside the door frame, he looked back at the sight of the woman that he loved so much, and the two beautiful children that were with her. A small smile crossed his face before he walked into the hall way, followed closely by Keven who closed the door behind him.

Adam turned, facing his brother again. His stomach turning as he saw the scar once more. Adam sighed, shaking his head before his eyes searched the rest of his brothers face, looking for any more damage. "Thats cause of me.. Isn't it?" He gulped, his eyes darting to the floor as he thought.

"I love you too" Amerie said softly as little Adam sat up on the bed next to his mum's legs as calm as ever though his eyes were sort of frightened. She pulled him down to her side with her, letting him lay with her as she cradled Alice on the other side.

Keven shook his head, touching his scar reflexively when he spoke of it. "Don't do the whole brooding thing Adam, if I hated you for it than I wouldn't be here. Besides it could have been a lot worse, Amerie's the one who kept anything more from happening", he looked down for a moment before looking back up to his brother. "There's a lot to tell you in the next ten minutes so I thought we'd start with a quick Q&A. What do you want to know? About everything?"

His shoulders dropped as he looked off to the side, taking a deep breath. "I know.. Well I know that I was marked for death by Owen.. Well.. Kinda Owen.. He was under a curse.." He shook his head, still confused by all of that. "Obviously from what you have told me already.. Owen is trying to keep us safe.. He's an 'inside man' of sorts.. So that means that we are still a target.." He wiped his lips quickly as he thought. "Ame is sick.. The whole Diabetes thing obviously hasn't gone away." He sighed, closing his eyes at that part. "Other then that I have no clue.."

"…And you didn't die obviously. And yes, Owen's helping us. Even though he does still hate you… and me, after the whole wedding fiasco" he rolled his eyes. "And no it hasn't. The way I see it, the kids are kind of used to it. Her in and out of the hospital. I mean she's fine most of the time. Owns a bakery on 5th street, a popular one too. But she has these sick spells… and this one was one of the worst. She gets busy a lot and she forgets and your busy too.. What with work and everything.. And having to get a muggle job… not that I see it in a bad way. Still this is one of the worst she's been, sleeps most of the day". He sighed quietly, "I suppose I should tell you what went on when you were seventeen.. After the whole Owen thing.. Grams passed away. She was old you know.. You came to the funeral and so did Amerie. That's when everything went down. That's where you killed Amerie's father".

He took a deep, shaky breath, nodding slowly. "The bastard came to Gram's funeral?" His eyes darted to the ground before closing, his fists clenching tight before he turned, walking a few steps away from his brother before stopping, his heart rate not able to keep up with his thoughts. He watched as a few people walked past, to busy to notice him. To busy to notice that nothing was ever what they thought it was. That nothing would ever be normal for his family. Ever. He clenched his jaw, sitting down in one of the chairs along the wall before he leaned forward, holding his head in his hands. He wanted to scream. No matter how prepared he would attempt to be, his family would never be safe.

Keven nodded, sitting beside his brother and letting him do his thing. He knew he'd be upset by this because he was back then. "Yeah… he tried to take Ame away. He was pulling her by the hair or some crazy shit and it was just the final straw. There was more of them there too.. death eaters. It was fucking mad. A real battle." He pointed to the cut, "With real scars. You and Ame were almost killed, in fact you both got torn up pretty bad but Hunter and Owen showed up at some point, got you both out of there.. You've been running one way or another ever since." He bit his own lip. "Mum's fine… our mum. Dad's the happiest he's ever been.. And you know what he's been like in the past.. He's better now.. A lot better. You both have the whole son and father thing going on. He loves Ame and the kids. We spend every Christmas together… but dad's handicapped. Don't take it as a bad thing Adam. Truthfully that battle was like the best thing that ever happened to him, he helped save his family. It changed him." He breathed out through his teeth. "Look, Amerie's mum is dead too. She died two years after the battle.. A week after your wedding. She tried so hard to keep her.. She cried for weeks after. I mean it was the saddest I've ever seen her.. So you can't tell her that now. We've got a lot to concentrate on today."

He clenched his jaw, doing his best to stay calm and listen to what his brother was saying. Nothing was registering. His mind wandered to when he was in the Ravensmead Manor. The day he took Ame back for the first time. His shoulders dropped as his head began to spin again. Taking a deep breath he looked over at his brother, his eyes glazed over in a mix of anger, frustration, hurt, and fear. "How do we get her out of here.. If she is so sick?" He shook his head, remembering his last attempts at a hospital to take her out before it was time. "The doctors wont allow it."

Keven nodded quickly, he knew Adam wasn't going to take all of this well but their wasn't time. "One of the suitcases is filled with insulin, fluids, a lot of medicine she'll need. Including a makeshift IV bag. We just have to move her once. She should be fine off the fluids for a little while. She's just tired. But you and I can lift her if we have to. We have to get her dressed though… you get her dressed. You guys can talk for a little while in the bathroom. I'll take care of the kids. Then we'll get Arwin." He smiled slightly, "I've changed too you know. I'm in the order. First non magical person in the order to be exact." He grinned before standing up and looking into the open room at Amerie and the kids. "Time to get going".

He chuckled slightly, looking down at the ground before he stood up, walking into the room and going to Ame, taking her hand. "Lets get you dressed." A small smile played at the corner of his lips as he looked around the room, taking in the faces of his family. His eyes welled with tears for a moment, his smile not fading. He laughed at himself, lowing his head before wiping his eyes and looking back at Ame, waiting for her to get up and go into the bathroom with him. He trusted that his brother had changed. Just the look in his eyes was enough. Adam smiled at that, his eyes shifting across the floor as he thought. His mind not able to stay in one place for very long. He looked back at Ame once more, holding his hand out for her.