Shaking her head, Alexa got up. Becky was acting childish now. "What about your wand?" She asked sarcastically. It was starting to really pile up on her, "You'll be with it soon" She muttered and looked to the door as Forrester came in. She sat down tucking her legs in as Rebecca ran to the door instantly embracing him. Smirking, she nodded calmly to Forrester as he came towards them.

As he took a seat beside her, Alexa smiled relieved he was fine. Not that she wasn't slightly disappointed he hadn't stopped the duel. They could have both been killed. Her eyes caught on his clone and her lips twitched into a smirk. A classic as always.. The two began to talk, and Alexa frowned listening to the dialogue but taking little in.

"I just miss it" Rebecca told her while taking in her body language, so Alexa was trying to look relaxed, but she was alert, even though she was alert, it looked like her mind was on other things.

Alexa sighed, "I'll go get it" She got up, smiling to Forrester and closed the door with a silent click behind her.

Rebecca smiled at Alexa "Thanks" she watched her walk out, then she turned back to Forrester "So, Do you forgive me?" she asked

Opening the door with a small creak, Alexa walked in, frowning as she realised she'd walked in on a conversation.
"Becc..." She placed the wand in her lap and smiled, "If you need me I'll be next door" Brushing her hand, she glanced at Forrester, pausing to say something and then forgot about it. "Ill see you"

Rebecca smiled "Thanks" as soon as Alexa left, Rebecca hugged her wand and started to check it over for scratches or splits

Kris sighed his way into the breakroom from reading up on the old cases and getting his head clear for the next upcoming trial. He ran a hand through his hair as he paced around the room, with his robes undone and tie loosened.

He had been reading on cases like this from back when Harry Potter was in school. No biggie. He undid the top two buttons of his shirt, because when he was nervous, he began to feel a little warmer than normal.

He shook off the robe and then laid it over the arm of a chair and sat down. He began to rub his temples and close his eyes, waiting.

Rebecca looked over at Kris curiously as he walked in, she watched him pace and she waved her wand at the stretcher, which disappeared instantly, she fell into a chair and acted casual "Alright?" she asked him.

Kris's eyes drifted toward the voice. He didn't realize that someone was already in the breakroom with him, and his entrance must have seemed a little off. He ran a hand through his hair and closed his eyes again.

"I'm fine. Just a little nervous."

Rebecca stood up and walked over to Kris, she crouched down by his chair to look at him "Any reason why?" she asked him worriedly "'cause if it's work, I can help" she smiled kindly at him

"It's not only that. I need to know if I'm doing well enough to move up in this place soon."

He pulled a letter out of his pocket and started to re-read it again, and held it out towards Rebecca.

"Karma's having second thoughts about Hogwarts. If one of her friends leaves, she's seeing fit to be transferred back to Germany. I don't think it's right for her."

Rebecca nodded "You're doing very well" she told him and she took the letter and scanned it quickly "Oh, I see, if she moves back, what will you do?" she asked worriedly "I'm sure we can talk to her about this..." Rebecca told him as she read the letter again.

Kris sighed, and shut his eyes once more. He didn't know what he would do - he would definitely try to talk her out of it, maybe even go so far as to visit her at Hogsmeade, if that was allowed.

"I'm not sure. But I do know that she and I may get the current house we live in to ourselves, and take on roommates. My parents want to live in Spain, anyway. And I would take care of Karma, and if Kameron wanted to stay, so be it. But, I'm not sure."

Rebecca looked at Kris and sighed "So you would take on the responsibility of looking after your little sister?" she asked him as she remembered Jayne "I know how it feels, it's hard, I'd give you some leeway at work, let you come in later, and leave earlier when she's at home" Rebecca nodded at him kindly.

"No no, work would still be fine. She's seventeen and able to take care of herself. The only time would be over summer when she was home, and possibly during breaks. Not a whole lot other than that."

She was being really nice, and Kris was grateful. It's just that he didn't really need it so bad now. He had already decided what he would do - so that wasn't the issue. It was finding the roommates that would pose the problem.

"Do you know of anyone who would be looking for a place to share? The house is paid for. Just the bills..."

Warren walked into the breakroom frowning. Definitely more characteristic. Ignoring everyone in there he headed straight toward the counter and grabbed the coffee pot. Why can't things ever go as planned? Every time he was with Alexa...well except when she was being stubborn and irritable, he found it harder and harder to work out his plan. He couldn't sit there and watch as he tore her heart to pieces...again. Every time he saw the pain in her eyes he felt like throwing his plan away and just letting her do what she had to do...but she didn't understand. She couldn't understand. People were still out there looking for him. She might be hunting a murderer but those who had figured it out would be looking for her.

His thoughts far from the coffee pouring in the cup, it wasn't until he felt the scalding hot coffee running over his hand that he noticed it was overflowing. "Bloody hell!!" Pulling his hand back he swore and shoved the coffee pot back onto it's warmer. He waved his none burnt hand over the liquid and watched as it disappeared. Still ignoring everyone he moved over toward the sink and turned on the cold water, shoving his hand under the facet to let the ice cold water run over his now very red skin. Karma. This is what you get for being such a blighted idiot. His frown deepened, Shut it.

Rebecca nodded "Ok, that's fine, take whatever time you need" she told him "Share... share" she frowned as she tried to think "Er... to be honest, I really don't know anyone like that at the moment" she shook her head gently as she tried to think of more people.

Rebecca then turned to Warren who'd just entered, her gaze followed him around the room, she glanced at Kris and then back at Warren "Warren? You ok?" she asked him from her crouching position next to Kris's chair.

Kris nodded, and opened his eyes. He took hold of Becca's hand, and then looked her square in the eye.

"You are too good to me. Thank you."

He leaned forward and kissed the top of her head. His attention drifted when hers did too.

Anger. Kris could feel anger burning off of Warren, more than normal. He was used to feeling other's emotions, but now he was beginning to feel more of them. Anger about a love. Anger that he feels like an idiot.

"Warren, mate, are you alright?"

Warren, his attention fully on the running water over his hand, hadn't noticed Rebecca or Kris in the room until he heard their questions. "Do I look alright?" He bit out and then closed his eyes with a tired sigh. Shutting off the water he looked at his hand, noticing it was extremely red still. What's one more scar huh. Looking over toward the two he grabbed his cup with his good hand and moved towards them, falling into a chair with a tired sigh. "I'm sorry.Yeah, I'm alright." Well he wasn't but he wasn't going to admit that. There was only one person he would have talked to and he didn't work there anymore. "What are you two up to?" Yes...anything to take his mind off of what happened.

Rebecca smiled "It's ok, come to me anytime" she placed her other hand on Kris's arm and then turned to Warren

She frowned at him as he snapped at them, she watched him move around, not saying a thing until he sat down "Alright?" she asked while looking him in the face "I don't think so, c'mon, what's wrong?" she asked him, ignoring his question.

Warren looked up at Rebecca as she was too perceptive. He met her eyes and then glanced at Kris before looking at his burnt hand and the coffee cup in his hand. "Have you ever felt so completely miserable in your own skin and there wasn't a bloody think you could do about it because no matter what you do things will turn out the same way every time?" He sighed and stared at the dark liquid in the cup, swirling it around idly as he thought out loud. "Felt so completely hopeless yet you know you're doing the right thing because anything else would be too hard."

He pulled his gaze from the suddenly fascinating light that bounced off the liquid and met Rebecca's eyes meaningfully. He needed to tell someone or else he would explode. He would drift away in a million pieces and just be a shell of the person he once was. Though...the chances are that once Alexa left that's what would happen anyway.... "Alexa's leaving," the words were simple but the pain in his eyes unmistakable.

Rebecca went pale as the coffee cup was right next to her, she fell off her tiptoes and sat on the floor "She's going?" Rebecca asked "But why?" she frowned before seeing the apparent pain in Warren's eyes "Can't you make her stay?" she asked quietly.

Warren reached his hand out as he saw Rebecca go pale and asked worriedly, "Are you okay?" Reaching his strong hand under her arm he eased her down and sighed as the conversation turned back. "Yes." Because I'm making her. He bit off the thought before he let it slip out of his mouth. Instead he shook his head, "There's something she has to do..." Closing his eyes he raised his glass to his lips and swallowed some of the coffee not really tasting its bitterness. "No...and I won't." I'm the one pushing her away. He sighed and shook his head as he drank some more coffee

Rebecca smiled "Thanks" she watched him drinking, feeling ill she moved away a little "Not really, but I'll live" and pass out soon she added on silently "Something she has to do?" Rebecca asked curiously as she blinked, ok, the room was starting to spin, not a good sign.

Kris silently watched the discussion between Becca and Warren. He too knew what it was like to be left by someone, and it wasn't fun in any way. He nodded understandingly at Warren while he spoke, and watched Rebecca comfort him.

Rebecca. She was starting to look sick, and a little dizzy. He leaned forward in the chair and took her arm.

"Becca, are you okay?"