Using her demonic speed, Illshya was able to get everyone out of the mansion and back to the forest. Unfortunately, before she could do anything else, Amelia lost control and transformed back into her human form. She crumbled to the ground and would have hit the ground had Pierre not caught her.

"Thanks, Pierre," she mumbled, utterly exhausted.

"You're welcome, Amelia. You did good," he replied.

"All right, here's what I'm going to do. I'm going to take Chuck and Sebastien back to my apartment first because Chuck needs medical attention immediately. I'll come back for the rest of you in a minute," Bob said as he walked over to Sebastien, who was carefully cradling the injured Waterbender in his arms.

Bob grabbed onto Sebastien's arm and Apparated the three of them back to Bob's apartment. After a few minutes, he came back and got everyone else.

Once they all had returned, Bob went right to work healing Chuck.

"What happened to him?" Jeff asked

"Beckett got him with a roundhouse kick to the stomach. He's got several broken ribs and internal bleeding," Bob replied as he began summoning a multitude of objects to the bedside where Chuck was.

Chuck struggled to breathe.

"His skin is also turning blue and it sounds funny when he breathes, like someone is crumpling paper," Sebastien noted, standing over his friend.

Bob nodded. "He's probably got a punctured lung, too. Jeeze, Beckett did a number on him. I forget how fragile we humans can be sometimes."

He finished summoning all of the things he needed. He pulled his phone out of his pocket.

"I'm going to make a call real quick. If he's hurt this bad, I'm going to need some extra help."

He dialed a number and waited for it to connect. He walked into the kitchen, gathering some more ingredients.

"Hey Patrick, it's Bob. Listen, one of my friends is really badly hurt, and I'm going to need some help to mend him up. Can you pop over for a little bit? Thanks," he said and hung up. He carried some more ingredients and a cauldron out into the living room, where everyone was seated.

Amelia was curled up on the couch, her head resting in Sebastien's lap. Seb stroked her hair absentmindedly. Jeff was sitting in an easy chair next to the bed that Bob had conjured for Chuck. Pierre and David were sitting next to Sebastien. David's head was resting on Pierre's shoulder. Both of them had their eyes closed and were snoring softly.

Everyone was startled for a moment when a loud pop issued from the center of the room. In the middle of the room stood a short man with blond hair, a blue suit on, and brown shoes.

"Hey Bob, good to see you again," he said as he ran his fingers through his hair.

"Patrick, glad to see you, but for god's sake, get rid of that suit! It's awful," Bob replied as he embraced the younger man.

Patrick laughed.

"Guys, this is my friend, Patrick Stump. He's also a wizard," Bob said, introducing him to everyone. They all kind of nodded, not sure of what to say.

"So, what seems to be the problem?" Patrick asked as he moved toward where Chuck lay.

"Well, our friend Chuck here has broken ribs, internal bleeding, and a punctured lung. I need you to start brewing some Skele-Gro while I work on getting rid of the internal bleeding. That's our first priority," Bob said as he gestured towards a cauldron around which a plethora of ingredients were set.

Patrick nodded. "You're just lucky that Potions was my best subject and that I got an Oustanding on my N.E.W.T."

Bob chuckled and took out his wand. He walked over to Chuck, whose breathing was even more labored now. He pointed his wand at Chuck's midsection and began saying complex incantations while waving his wand over the area. To everyone listening, it sounded almost like a song.

The room was silent with the exception of Bob. Meanwhile, Patrick had begun cutting up various ingredients, weighing some on a scale, and then adding them to a cauldron under which a fire was burning. He hummed a tune as he worked.

As Amelia was curled up on the couch, the exhaustion from the length of the possession along with the soothing quality of Seb playing with her hair was enough to allow her to drift off into a dreamless sleep. David and Pierre soon followed her example. Jeff and Sebastien both remained awake, concerned for their friend.

After about a half hour, Patrick said, "It's ready." He walked over and joined Bob.

"I think I've gotten rid of the bleeding as best as I can. Mind checking for me?" Bob asked as he headed into the kitchen. He grabbed a glass, said the word "Aguamenti" and then drank the water that had appeared in the glass.

Patrick raised his wand over Chuck and muttered an incantation. When nothing happened, he smiled at Bob.

"You always were pretty good with healing spells."

"Thanks. Now that the Skele-Gro is done, can you start a batch of the Blood-Replenishing Potion? I think he's going to need it," Bob said and Patrick nodded.

Bob went back to work on Chuck to repair his punctured lung. This was far easier and took a lot less time than mending internal injuries. After he was done, he walked over to Amelia, who was still sleeping with her head in Seb's lab. He pointed his wand at her leg, which had been damaged by AJ in her Lycan form, and muttered an two incantations. The first closed the wound and the second cleaned the dried blood from the area. He smiled, pleased at what he had done.

About ten minutes later, Patrick announced that the other potion was done as well. Bob instructed him to put both potions into bottles.

Once that was done, Bob walked over to Chuck. His breathing was slowly returning to normal and the color was returning to his skin. His eyes fluttered open.

"Hey Chuck, how's it going?" Bob asked

"It's all right. I've been better," he mumbled.

"Do you think you can sit up for me?" Bob asked

Chuck nodded and Jeff helped get Chuck into a seated position.

"All right, I'm going to give you two potions now. The first one is going to replenish the blood supply in your body," Bob said as he conjured a glass.

He poured a red potion into it and gave it to Chuck. Chuck drank it slowly, not sure of what to expect. It didn't taste terrible, but it didn't exactly taste great either.

"Okay, we'll let that settle for a while and then I'll give you the other one, okay?"

Chuck nodded.

After Patrick had finished cleaning up the potions-making equipment, he conjured himself a chair and sat down.

"Now Bob, would you mind explaining to me what the hell happened?"

With a sigh, Bob, Jeff, and Sebastien recounted the whole tale. When they were done, Patrick's eyes were as wide as dinner plates.

"Holy crap, no wonder you needed my help!" he remarked, stunned.

"Yeah, I'm just glad you were able to help. I couldn't have done it alone."

"No problem, man, anytime. If you need anything else, feel free to call, or send an owl if you're still old fashioned," Patrick replied with a smile.

Bob smiled in return and embraced the younger wizard before he Disapparated.

"Patrick's one of the best wizards I know. I'm just glad he was able to help," Bob said again.

After cleaning up the remaining things, Bob grabbed the second bottle of potion and conjured another glass. As he poured the potion into the glass, it smoked slightly.

"Uh Bob, are you sure it's supposed to be smoking like that?" Seb asked

Bob nodded as he topped the glass off and gave it to Chuck.

"Now, before you drink that, I'm going to warn you: that stuff is going to burn just like any good whiskey, but it's going to taste a million times worse."

"What is it?" Chuck asked

"It's called Skele-Gro, and it's literally going to re-grow the ribs that were broken," Bob explained.

Chuck looked at him skeptically, but raised the glass to his lips. He took a sip and immediately spat it out. Using Waterbending, he concentrated the droplets back into liquid form, to prevent them from going everywhere.

"Jeeze, you really weren't kidding," he said with a grimace.

"I sure wasn't. Oh and by the way, you have to drink all of that," Bob said, pointing to the glass in Chuck's hand.

"Are you serious?" Chuck asked

Bob nodded.

Though he didn't want to, Chuck put on a brave face and managed to force down every drop of the potion.

"There," Bob said as he cleaned and vanished the glass. "You should feel better by morning."

After that, everyone finally fell into a well-deserved sleep.