Using Erin and the new babies as a cover, Nate offered to take care of his kids for the afternoon. In reality, he had a few short hours to put together plan he'd been working on for more than a month. While babysitting his own kids usually wasn't an issue, trying to get them all packed and ready to go in the short time that they had while Bree was out of the house and keeping them entertained gave Nate a great appreciation for what Bree did all day. He could handled a bunch of new recruits and deal with nose wiping, but coordinating three children, someone to take care of the pets and watch the house (thankfully his brother had agreed to show up and do that) was just about breaking Nate's patience. He heard Bree's voice before he saw her, and Nate shouted the 'magic' words. The kids appeared from upstairs, giggling as they helped each other down carefully, Nate following behind them carefully holding the baby.
Grinning, they all lined up holding hands in front of several sets of luggage and waited for Bree to notice everything. Nate fussed a bit with Phillip in the weird strap on carrier his mother had bought them but the infant seemed to not care too much. "Welcome home! We have a surprise for you!" Nate said, sounding a little breathless and looking a little more worse for the wear, "First, you have to run upstairs and change, you need to match us," he instructed, pointing out that each of the boys had shorts and sandals on, Emily was wearing a sundress and they all had sun hats or ball caps on, "We've got twenty minutes before we leave," he said holding up a broken clock as the portkey. He'd explain to her later everything but right now it was all about fun. "And I'm going to need help because Scott had my wand and I can't find it so the bags aren't shrunk."
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01 August 1982 @ 05:44 pm
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03 December 1980 @ 09:50 am
It was the worst imaginable thing and the least thing that had been on Nate's mind. After the first wave of children were kidnapped, Nate had the wards on his house tightened - they were a prime couple, after all, if the DMLE was right and the Death Eaters were targeting Muggleborn and pureblood marriages. But Bree wasn't a pureblood, even if she had a history with the Mulcibers. With the wards and the extra security, they should have been safe. They were safe.
Except they weren't. Nate looked over at Bree, who was being interviewed by Frank Longbottom and Nate wanted nothing more to go over there and console her, but he was currently being 'briefed' by Moody. Only Nate wasn't listening, there was nothing to listen to. He had been tricked, of course. A 'fake' alarm and call to duty - everyone was on duty these days, even though Nate had a primarily desk and training job. With so many aurors taken off this case because it was their child involved; and now Nate was too. He wasn't listening to the words Moody was saying, he couldn't listen when his wife was so distraught. Nate knew that was what Moody was saying. With a nod and without waiting to be dismissed, Nate crossed the living room quickly and wrapped Bree in a tight hug, effectively cutting Longbottom off mid-sentence.
The investigating crew, feeling for one of their own, took the cue and moved about them quietly, not wanting to interrupt the preoccupied couple. Nate was pretty sure what they would find - the wards had been ripped open (Nate had felt this on the call-out and realized the diversion) and his wife had been roughed up and knocked unconscious and their children were missing. Their children were missing.
Nate hugged Bree tighter at that thought, unable to speak or say anything.
Except they weren't. Nate looked over at Bree, who was being interviewed by Frank Longbottom and Nate wanted nothing more to go over there and console her, but he was currently being 'briefed' by Moody. Only Nate wasn't listening, there was nothing to listen to. He had been tricked, of course. A 'fake' alarm and call to duty - everyone was on duty these days, even though Nate had a primarily desk and training job. With so many aurors taken off this case because it was their child involved; and now Nate was too. He wasn't listening to the words Moody was saying, he couldn't listen when his wife was so distraught. Nate knew that was what Moody was saying. With a nod and without waiting to be dismissed, Nate crossed the living room quickly and wrapped Bree in a tight hug, effectively cutting Longbottom off mid-sentence.
The investigating crew, feeling for one of their own, took the cue and moved about them quietly, not wanting to interrupt the preoccupied couple. Nate was pretty sure what they would find - the wards had been ripped open (Nate had felt this on the call-out and realized the diversion) and his wife had been roughed up and knocked unconscious and their children were missing. Their children were missing.
Nate hugged Bree tighter at that thought, unable to speak or say anything.
12 March 1979 @ 07:46 pm
Bree otpb!!
Nate yawned and pushed his way into the living room, two plates of cake balanced in his left arm and two glasses of juice, a bottle of mixed nuts in his right hand with several other snacks just in case. One could never know what a pregnant lady would want to eat or munch on. It was better to be prepared but it was probably going to be for not since no one could ever predict the cravings of a pregnant Bree.
"Here you go, love, white cake with extra thick icing and fake strawberries and preserves in the middle and a dentist appointment for me tommorow," Nate laughed, as he sat down carefully next to his wife and nudged Amadaeus away from their snacks with his knee.
"Here you go, love, white cake with extra thick icing and fake strawberries and preserves in the middle and a dentist appointment for me tommorow," Nate laughed, as he sat down carefully next to his wife and nudged Amadaeus away from their snacks with his knee.