I'm going to tell you right now that this is a really short chapter. This is just to keep you all satisfied until the next chapter. Please don't yell at me for it, I promise I'll make up for it. Thanks for all of your fabulous reviews.

"So, how are we feeling today, Mr. Wood?" A Healer entered my room and went over the charts that were hanging on the door.

"I don't know about you, but I'm fine," I answered. "Or at least I will be once I get out of here."

She smiled. "Good news…… you may be leaving today."

"Finally," I muttered under my breath. I'd been stuck here in St. Mungo's for the past 3 days and was about to lose my mind. I didn't even understand why, considering it was only my leg that was fractured…… and a couple ribs…… and a sprained ankle. But that was it. "Has my wife come in yet?" I asked the Healer.

"No, not yet," she answered. "But can you tell me if she does alterations? I bought one of her skirts the other day, but considering I'm not very tall, I was wondering if she could-"

"Hi." I looked up and was relieved to see Katie standing in the doorway. The Healer smiled at me and left the room as Katie sat on the edge of my bed. "Coffee?"

I shook my head. "Since when do you drink coffee?" I asked.

Katie shrugged. "Well, Oliver, it all started last night. I got bored and went to the nearest bar, where I met the most charming French man. We had a couple drinks and then we went back to his place where we-" She stopped, seeing the expression on my face and laughed. "The café didn't have any tea."

"Well, the Healer said I might get out of here today," I said happily.

"Thank god," Katie mumbled. "Then you can help me clean the house. What on earth have you been doing lately?"

I shrugged. "Katie, let me tell you something. It's not on a man's list of priorities to clean the house when his wife's moved out and he's close to finding the darkest wizard of our time."

"How's your leg?" Katie asked. "And your ankle…… and your ribs."

"All fine," I answered. "Like they have been for the past 3 days."

The Healer reentered the room. "All right, Mr. Wood, you seem to be doing fine, at least physically. Mentally, I'm not too sure, but from what I've heard, you're always like that. Anyway, you seem to be well enough to leave so you're free to go when you're ready. Just make sure you check out at the main desk."

By the time we got everything sorted out, it was already afternoon. When we finally left, I was already tired again. "Why don't you take a nap?" Katie suggested.

"I'm not tired," I lied. "Seriously, I'm all right." But I failed to conceal a yawn and Katie smiled.

"Go take a nap," she said. "I've got to get some things for work done."

"Are you sure?" I asked. "Because I can-"

Katie smiled and kissed me. "I'm sure. I'll see you later."

"OK, well, tell your charming French man I said 'hi.'"

When I woke up, it was nearly evening and Katie hadn't returned yet so I decided to take a shower. After getting dressed, I found her going over sketches on the couch, muttering to herself. "That's a nice dress," I commented, sitting down next to her. "But you should make it shorter."

"Ol, my job is to make nice clothes, not clothes that scream, 'Look at me, I'm an easy whore.'"

"Really? Had me fooled." She gave me a look and I smiled. "Go get dressed," I told her.

"I am dressed. Or do I look too easy for you?"

"Kate, you're anything but easy. But what I mean is, go get dressed up. We're going out for dinner."

"What for?"

"Our anniversary."

She laughed. "Ol, you're a little more than late."

"Well, I'm making up for it."

"I guess I owe you some credit," Katie mumbled when we woke up the next morning. "Even when you decide to celebrate our anniversary over a week late." I kissed her forehead and she smiled. "But this doesn't change anything. I'm still going to kill you."

"Well can I at least put some clothes on?"

"No."

"Well, all right then."

"So what do you have planned for today?" I asked over breakfast.

"Unfortunately, I have to go into work," Katie told me. "But I'm coming home early. I'll try to be back by 3."

"What am I supposed to do until then?" I complained.

"I don't know. You could try cleaning the house."

I took Katie's advice and cleaned the house while she was away. Well, more like I washed the dishes, but it was a start. I had to admit, it was pretty nice not having to work.

By 4:00, I started to get anxious. I hadn't heard from Katie and I was beginning to wonder where she was. Now I knew what karma felt like. By 5:00, I was nearly pacing until the doorbell rang. I yanked open the door and was surprised to see Mike.

"Hey," I said. "What-"

"It's about Katie, Wood," he said immediately. "He's got her."

(Now, didn't I tell you I'd make up for it? I warned you it was extremely short but come on, you've got to be dying with anticipation, don't you? Review!)