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"Well, life here is never dull…"

"Amen to that." Aletha cast one glance at the closed door of Remus and Danger's bedroom. "But there are times I wish it was."

Chapter Eleven

Sirius leaned against the hallway wall, fighting the urge to pound his head against it. "Remus, it's been three days since you last came out. You have to come out again sometime!"

Sirius was nearing desperation; if Remus kept this lunacy up, he could easily end up killing both himself and Danger, who had still not regained consciousness – the full moon was in two nights.

"Remus, please! You're not doing her any good in there, and…" Sirius hesitated before playing his trump card. "…and you're scaring the cubs. They know something's wrong, and you're not there to assure them that you're all right. They're starting to think that you and Danger are both dying, and we can't tell them you're not, because we don't know that!"

A moment passed, and Sirius groaned. He was running out of options. If Remus didn't come out soon, he was going to have to break the door down. "Remus, get out here, now!"

Nothing happened. Sirius turned away in frustration, then heard a soft sound. A click, and a slight creak…

"Best not keep the cubs waiting," said a hoarse voice. "Let's go."

"Remus, you look like Hell." Sirius led his Alpha down the hallway to the bathroom. "Let's get you cleaned up."

Sirius picked up the razor, and helped Remus shave – he didn't want his friend's hand to accidentally slip. Especially when he hadn't eaten for several days, and when the love of his life was in a magical coma, with no apparent cure.

Several minutes later, Sirius left the bathroom to the sound of the shower running. He had left strict instructions for the still-dazed Remus to follow. He would not take more than fifteen minutes to shower and dress, then he, Sirius, would escort Remus downstairs where he, Remus, would eat a full meal. Only then would Remus be allowed to return to his mate's side.

Aletha met him at the foot of the stairs. "How's he doing?" she asked, concern obvious in her voice.

"He's surviving for now. I'll bring him down in a bit to eat. Have the cubs cleaned up the Den yet?" Sirius was referring to the mattresses and blankets the cubs had brought down over a week ago, the night after Danger had collapsed. They had all, save Remus and Danger, denned every night since then.

"Yes. The blankets are folded, and the mattresses are stacked to the side. The cubs are in the Music Room, practicing for when Danger gets better."

"So you did decide to include Harry and Draco in the lessons?"

"Yes. This business of practicing for Danger has given them the motivation to focus. Our daughter even joined in, some – did you know she can dance?"

Sirius grinned. "Yes. Danger once found her trying to play 'Ballerina', and apparently Danger took ballet lessons when she was the cubs' age. She was teaching Meghan some simple poses and moves."

Aletha smiled a small, sad smile. "I remember that. I began to take voice lessons at the Y, and Danger didn't want to spend an hour a day doing nothing – we practically lived with each other – so she began ballet lessons… she was never very good at it, she spent most of the time falling over her own feet. Rather like your cousin's girl. Nymphadora, is it?"

"Speaking of Andy…" Sirius trailed off.

Aletha didn't need him to finish his sentence. "Sirius, love, you know she still thinks you're guilty. And even if she didn't, even if she knew the truth… would she come? And could she even help us?"

Sirius sighed, wearily. "You're right. But… if it means saving Danger, I think I'd give myself up, you know? I think I'd do that for any of us, any of the Pack."

"You know, love, I think that's the most serious thing I've ever heard you say. And that is why I love you. You can say the sweetest, most serious things sometimes."

She leaned forward. As his lips touched hers, a resounding "EWWW!" rang from the doorway.

Letha pulled away and smirked at her husband. "Do you want to, or shall I?"

Sirius bowed, and gestured towards the cubs. "Be my guest."

Letha raised a hand with three fingers up, lowering them one at a time. "Three… two… one…" The cubs scattered. "Zero!" She chased after them.

Sirius remained in the den-room for a moment, hoping to recapture a little of the peace den-nights usually brought him, before turning to go upstairs and assist his Alpha.

(Scene Break)

Where am I?

Brown eyes flickered open to stare at a cloudless blue sky. Danger sat up, slowly – her head ached.

Remus, love! she mindcalled in a singsong voice. Where are you?

No answer, but that didn't worry her too much. Remus sometimes got very involved in something. He'd answer when he could.

She looked around, observed her surroundings. The lake, the trees… Am I at Hogwarts? That's what it looks like…

She rose to her feet gingerly – although her headache was diminishing, she didn't want to chance making it worse. Down by the lake, she saw a figure clothed in green. She began making her way toward him.

"Hello," she said when she was within earshot.

He spun around. "Holy – what are you doing here?"

"Alex? Who are you talking to?" A female voice came from a short distance away.

"Brenna," the man called, not taking his eyes from Danger, "you might want to hurry over here!"

A woman garbed in blue came around the treeline. As soon as she saw Danger, she stopped dead in her tracks, mouth agape. After her momentary shock passed, she turned to glare at the man. "Alexander Slytherin! What is going on here?"

(End Chapter)

A/N: Hey everyone! Sorry it took so long to update; I actually had this ready yesterday. It may be awhile before I update- I'm having my fourth eye surgery later this month. I'll try to update at least once before then, because after I won't be able to write for a week or two at least. Please, pray for me.

Also... I'm debating changing the Story Name (Not One, But Two). I don't really like it, but I can't really think of anything better. If you have any suggestions, just leave it in a review. God Bless

Ria