"Everything alright down here?" Dr. James called from the stairwell door. "Not that it's my fault if anything isn't alright, of course." He frowned slightly at the pile of debris blocking the hallway before with a firm shake of his head reminding himself that it was just Johnny doing some routine maintence.

"Go back upstairs," Eleanor said with a frown as she shot a glance over at her nephew. "You better not have your wand out either. I do not relish the thought of you bringing the hospital crashing down on my head at this point!"

"I was just wanting to see if anyone had seen Mona Klingerman. Her mother is getting a bit upset and the word lawsuit seems to be slipping into the conversation with alarming frequency." Jesse said with a nervous look that he always got at the sound of that word.

"Mona Klingerman is just fine. She's with Michael and his sister.
Delightful child," Lucretzia said as she stepped out of the pile of debris.

"She's.... How did she get down here?" Jesse muttered. The last he had saw of little Mona, she certainly was in no condition to go wandering around the hospital.

"I would assume she walked. Very nice child. Made off with Johnny's wand nicely," Lucretzia said with a chuckle before turning her eyes on her other least favorite former student. "Too bad she didn't get your wand too. Things would have been much safer."

"Are you still upset about that greenhouse?" Jesse muttered. "It was only a minor incident."

"You blew it up!" Lucretzia yelled before turning to Eleanor.
"Listen, they wanted me to see about getting some supplies together for them for when we get in there."

Louis was half listening, enjoying a bit hearing Dr. James get yelled at but the mention of the need for medical supplies made him snap to attention. Okay, he had been reassured repeatedly that Elmer was fine but still, something deep down wouldn't let him believe it wholly until he had seen his son with his own two eyes.

"What's wrong in there?" He asked as he hurried over. Elmer and then there was Lona as well. If anything happened to her.
Lucretzia paused, not really sure of what to tell him. It seemed fairly obvious that he didn't know that his son and that female doctor were expecting a baby and the fact that the anteater kept laughing made her very suspicious. Best to let them figure out how to announce that bit of happy news,

"They need another IV setup and the equipment for a blood type and match," Lucretzia said as she tried to remember exactly what they had asked her to request. "Definitely more blankets and something called an OB kit?" She shook her head slightly. She would have to check with Anne and see if she had any herbs with her. There were a few things that she knew of that might help in a circumstance like this one.

Louis felt a cold chill run over him at the mention of the first equipment requested. That anteater had definitely said that Lona was hurt.
If she was injured badly enough to need blood, then.... His mind flashed back to what had happened weeks before with his former wife and how he had been unable to save her. He still felt that failure and wasn't sure how he would ever find a way to live with it. If Elmer had to go through that.
He wanted to believe his son's feelings for Lona were just a crush but he had to admit deep down that he had always suspected it might be more. And if it was, he would do anything in his power to spare Elmer from experiencing the loss that he had.

"I'll go and get the things." He said before Jesse could volunteer. Better that someone competent gathered the things and his opinion of Dr. James' competence, which had never been very high, was going down quickly upon meeting his former teachers. As he headed up the stairs,
he slowly shook his head sending up a silent prayer. Lona had to be alright. If Elmer had to sit there and loose her.....

'So, thought of how you're going to explain this to your father,
yet?' Antubis asked Elmer as he looked up for a moment. He shook his furry head slightly motioning for Mona to join Mary at Lona's side. Now where were those witches with more blankets? She was definitely way colder than she should be. That couldn't be good for her health. Maybe that ass could be skinned for its pelt? It would be one of the only good things Stegman might do if he got turned into a blanket.

Mary giggled slightly as she thought of how Dr. Louis was going to react when he found out about the baby before sobering slightly. She really hoped that he would be pleased about it. He had been so, so sad when his other son had died. She had tried so hard to save him but just couldn't reach him. At least Elmer did seem to listen, at least a little bit, to Antubis.

Elmer shot a glare at the anteater, trying to hide his nervousness at the thought of telling his father the news about the baby and then there was the situation with him and Lona. He loved her, had always loved her,
with all of his heart. He knew that Lona thought he just had a crush on her but he had always known that his feelings went much, much deeper than that. Now that they had their baby to consider, would she maybe hear him out, take his declarations about his feelings a bit more seriously? No matter what, he was going to be right there for Lona to take care of her and their baby. He had almost lost both of them and he wasn't going to take a chance on anything else happening to them.

He snuggled the baby a bit closer, looking down into Lona's pale,
drawn face as he did so. Okay, the little girl had said that it was okay if she went to sleep but was this just sleeping or.... He glanced up anxiously towards the doorway. Where was that other ghost with the medical supplies and where was his dad?

'Eager to share all about the naughty things that you've been up to?' Antubis said as they suddenly heard a loud crashing noise from the corridor followed by footsteps.

Louis had been behind the group of witches as they finally managed to break a way in through the pile of debris but as the headed down the hallway towards the sleep lab, he edged his way around them. He had to get down there, to see for himself that his son was actually safe.

"Elmer?" He called as he hurried down the hallway and through the door to the sleep lab. He stopped in the doorway, relief washing over him as he saw his son on the floor, Lona resting with her head and shoulder propped up against Elmer's chest, the relief slowly tempered with worry as he saw the blood soaking the collar and sleeve of his son's shirt.

"Elmer, are you alright?" He demanded as he started forward,
suddenly stopping as his brain finally processed what his son was holding in his arms. Louis stopped, staring in shock at the baby, his jaw dropping slightly as he started to put some of the pieces of what might have happened together.

"Dad, I have something to tell you," Elmer said slowly,
hesitently. "Could you please come and help us with Lona first, though?
She's really sick."