Recovery

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James turned to look at the half asleep man, who had a very late night at the bar to evening before. "Sirius, I thought I made myself clear on taking medicine." James said. "Before, James. Victoria can't afford to be getting sick. Jasper is already worried sick and I don't need the boy having a complete panic attack over something silly." Sirius said as James sat up, Jasper, climbing up on the bed beside him. "It's just a cold." He pointed out. "Even so, take something. I'm not in the mood to deal with even more people being fussy right now. Just take the damn pill, James." Sirius said.

--about an hour later, Victoria eased the blanket over James and Jasper. Both asleep, and Victoria went to check on her daughter and her friends, who were still in her room, with little Johnathan, who was being a giggly boy with all the attention he was getting form her friends. "Girls, what are you wanting for dinner?" She asked, getting waved at by the toddler who was sucking on his binky and already dressed in some nice warm jammies. "Is Jasper alright?" Alexandria asked. "They are both sleep. Zachary is coming over in the morning to tackle his hair, because he really messed it up again." Victoria said. "I was starting to, but he freaked out." One of her friends said. "I know, Zoe. Jasper...is hard to explain. I still don't know everything going on with the kid." Victoria admitted. "Pizza?" Alex asked. "I'll order some, come on Johnny. Let's get you in the bath." Victoria said, as he walked over to the bed. Johnny reached for her and she picked him up and carried him out the bedroom, as the end of Alexandria 17th birthday came to a close.

--Three weeks later--
--August 23rd--
--Monday--

The day started out normal in the Potter household. Because Draco took Harry's last name, because the name Potter was known in the community he was now apart of and it just seemed more logical to take his name. Draco hurried the younger children along to get the to daycare before he had to be at work. Harry, got breakfast going the children ate before school or work. Harry would be last to leave the house, shortly after a very slowly moving Thomas, who was 38 weeks with his second child.

Thomas? Was slow walking into the break room that morning. His little girl was being so activity inside him. It was causing a lot of discomfort and he was trying to get all the hours in he could, because he wasn't sure when he would be back. Harry already requested the six weeks minimal off, once he had her, because Thomas not only told Harry he wanted to spend more time with his children, Harry said Thomas would need his rest and get used to being a father of two. Thomas hung his bag up in his small locker and slowly started to button up his shirt. "Thomas, are you feeling okay?" Ask his boss, who was sent to check on him by one of the other workers. "I'm not moving so fast today, but I'm alright." Thomas said. "Thomas, I know your less then two weeks away form when you'll have to have your cesarean. You are full term now." She said. "I know. I also told you...I don't...know when I'll be back. Jasper makes enough, but I'd like to have money set back so it isn't a rush to come back to work." Thomas said. "Your father and I have talked plenty, Thomas. Your clearly uncomfortable. I'd feel better if you went home." She said. "I won't feel any better at home, by myself. At least here, I have company." Thomas said and she let out a sigh. "Very well, Thomas." She said, before walking away and Thomas finished getting ready for his shift, that he was actually already late to clock in for.

Thomas? Ended up being sent home at lunch because his boss was worried. Thomas was starting to really hurt, and more then just movements done by his little girl moving around. He wanted to keep in company, but the base was actually a wase away because the teenagers all worked at a store OFF base, to get a little change in the people they seen daily. The closely person? Ended up being Alexandria, who was currently in her class in her secondary school.
Thomas made a slow walk to the office. "Can I help you?" Said one of the teachers. "Alexandria was the closest to my work...I can't...drive any farther." Thomas said. "Alexandria?" She asked, going to the computer. "Alexandria Leah Peterson. She's my father-in-laws soon to be step daughter." Thomas said. "Have a set, Young man. I'll have her page." She said and Thomas nodded, slowly easing down to set in a chair.

Nearly half an hour later, Alexandria opened the office door. "The headmaster wanted me?" She half frowned. She didn't recall missing any work and she was certain her mother, Victoria, already paid the school fees this year. A middle aged man walked over, holding the sign out sheet. "I already called your mother, who wanted me to tell you, you should probably just go ahead and take him to the hospital, but you have the permission to leave for the day and take care of you...brother so to say." He said. She turned and seen Thomas sitting in one of the chairs, looking very uncomfortable, trying to worry about something other then the pains in his stomach. "He is due in less then two weeks." Alexandria said, grabbing herself a pen. "She informed me. Just be careful. I know you haven't been driving to long personally." He said. "I will, thank you very much." She said, as she signed herself out of school that day, with permission form her mother because of the circumstances, and then walked over to Thomas.