Benjamin stopped and turned his head with his hand on the door knob. "It's alright. I was just doing my duty. "he nodded, wondering what happened to her all of a sudden. "Take care of yourself." he said and walked out of the office, in brisk walk.

Watching Benjamin with an apologetic expression, Becca nodded and watched him go suddenly. Staring speechlessly at his retreating form, she shook her head in disbelief and slumped back in her chair, feeling even worse about how she'd treated him now. Am I really that bad? She sighed to herself and looked around the room. Changing it back to the normal purple and silver, she stood up and started placing the pictures back in their places with loving looks at them all. Looking at Brian's smiling face in one of the pictures, Becca smiled back and then looked at herself "I was so rude, he didn't even want to sit down and stay in the same room.." she said out loud, talking to herself and wishing she could have run after him to say sorry properly. Maybe she'd meet him again, but he'd reminded her that confrontation wasn't a good introduction. At all.

Walking into her department heads office, Liz regrets having Becki be right on her tail from the minute she left the conference room. She knows, there's more... she thinks to herself. Deciding to play dumb, she tries acting nonchalant.

As long as she acts like she didn't do anything wrong, she figures Becca wouldn't be too upset. She was just holding on to the orbs, til they got back to the Hall of Prophecy.

Yep, that was it, her story. Yep, and she was sticking to it.

Following Liz with her bag hanging from her arm and James in her arms, Becca nodded to the seat in front of her desk "Sit down, please." she moved to put James in his portable bed that was sat on a table by the side of her desk. Wrapping him up lovingly and properly, Becca kept an eye on Liz.

When she was done with making sure her son was comfortable, Becca sat down in her chair and looked Liz into the eyes as she pulled out the orb from her bag "Would you like to explain how this came into my possession outside of the room?" she asked softly.

Looking a little warily at Becca, with little James in her arms, Liz sits down in the chair specified. As Becca took a seat, she tries to avoid her eyes, unsuccessfully.

"I ummm, put the orb into my bag, because well...we heard you call everyone to the meeting." Refusing to look down at her bag, to avoid recognizing that she had more in her bag.

Remembering to back to the room, she remembers the trance she had been in...shivering at the thought of going back near all those prophecies, but yet not thinking that it might still be happening with the prophecies in the bag.

Leaning against the desk, Becca nodded and smiled "Liz, we both know that's not true." she watched the woman's reactions carefully "Care to tell me the truth?" she asked, noticing Liz didn't look at her bag. Becca could tell who was lying pretty easily, she'd used to work in Law Enforcement, she wasn't there for no reason at all!

"Drink? Something to eat?" she offered, gesturing to a cup with a smile "I have everything except coffee."

Shaking her head at the offer, for something to drink. She now succeeds in avoiding Becca's eyes. "I ummm, guess I just couldn't help myself. Those prophecies are so, well hypnotising."

"It was well, as if I were under a trance, I guess." she says shrugging. "I couldn't take my mind off them, even when I went home. And I was hoping to, well...

Watching Liz, Becca nodded. Seemed like Liz had been tempted by the prophecies. That wasn't good. "Them?" Becca asked "You had more then one prophecy in your mind, and you had one in your bag.." she started linking things together "You're not.. looking at your bag" she frowned "Mind lifting your bag up to the desk please?" she asked politely, looking at Liz curiously.

Looking up at Becca again, she dreads what's gonna happen next. Wishing she had found a place to stick the bag, up until now, she picks up her bag. Maybe, she'll be unable to find them... she thinks quickly. It have being the bag she always carried, that she had enlarged the inside, when she had first gotten it 7 years ago. The many compartments, might able to work in her favor.

Placing the bag in front of them on the desk, she looks to Becca, to see what might happen now. Trying to keep from biting her lip, that might give her away, she tries to look serious.

Watching Liz slowly picking up her bag, Becca smiled and looked at the bag. Pulling out her wand, she circled it over the bag and watched as more prophecies came out of it. Staring with an open mouth as they lined themselves up on her desk, she looked up to Liz. "That was.. unexpected." she commented calmly, watching for a reaction.

hehe lol!
 

Her eyes widening, as Becca easily managed to get each one of the prophecies out of her bag. Biting her lip, hard, she looks down at her hands folded in her lap.

They were hers, they really were! She wanted to scream, but knowing that Becca would look at it differently, she tried keeping herself from blurting that out.

She now wished she could just run out the door...with HER prophecies.

;)
 

Watching Liz still, Becca sighed and shook her head "Liz." she leant over her desk a little "Look at me." her eyes searched the woman's face. Shaking her head, Becca waved her wand at the prophecies and watched as they settled in her own bag.

Putting her bag in the drawer, she then looked back to Liz "They're not yours to keep. It's dangerous to take them down from the shelves and take them out of the hall." she explained calmly and softly, trying to make Liz see how important it was to keep the prophecies in the Hall of Prophecies.

hehe couldn't resist, it's just too quiet lol
 

Looking up at Becca, her eyes showing that she was determined to keep those prophecies. She watches, as Becca waves her wand and they go into her bag. "NOOOOOOOO!" Liz wails.

Jumping out of her seat, she starts pacing back and forth. "I need those, they tell me things are going to be alright. I can't sleep, because I keep thinking about them.

"They're mine!" she shrieks turning back to Becca

Watching Liz with wide eyes that showed she wasn't expecting a sudden outburst, Becca waved her wand at the drawer to make sure Liz couldn't get into it. Her eyes followed Liz as she paced.

"Liz." she spoke calmly, looking at the obviously upset employee "They're not yours, you shouldn't be depending on them." Becca's hazel eyes looked up into Liz's face, trying to decide on something. "They belong to the hall, that's where they should stay."

Shaking her head, still upset over the whole thing. "No! They are mine. They even said my name on them. They know me, they have to belong to me!"

Ready to burst into tears, any second, she slumps to the floor, pulling her knees to her chest, rocking back and forth. "I need them..." she adds pathetically.

Staring at Liz concernedly, Becca shook her head and opened the drawer, pulling out a prophecy, she looked at it and shook her head again "This isn't your prophecy. This looks like the prophecy of someone who used to work here." Becca smiled, placing the prophecy back before gasping as Liz slumped to the floor.

Torn between wanting to stay next to her son, and wanting to comfort Liz, Becca glanced at James who was sleeping and reluctantly got up. Moving around the desk, she put her arm around Liz's shoulder "It's okay, come on.." she smiled, thinking that this was a Mungo's case "I know, the department can be crazy.. and I'm going to get you help, okay?" Becca promised "Sit up on the chair, come on." Gentle encouragement was best, right?

A tear rolling down her cheek, she nods in agreement. Standing up, she sits quietly in the chair. She just didn't understand, why would the prophecy say her name, over and over, if it wasn't hers?

To exhausted to argue, she dreads what was coming next. She probably looked totally crazy, now. Her brother Pierre, would definitely be ashamed of her.

But yet...they were her prophecies! She cries inwardly, frustrated, that she couldn't have them back.

"There we go..." Becca smiled, hugging Liz gently still. When Liz sat down, she grabbed a box of tissues and offered them to her before going back to her seat "Give me a second, Liz." she smiled kindly as she rummaged through one drawer. Ignoring the paper cut, she pulled out a piece of parchment that was already written on.

"Okay.. yes..." she muttered to herself as she started writing. When she'd finished up, Becca smiled "Liz, I know this is going to be horrible news right now, but the standard procedure for this kind of incident is removal from the department.. and transferal to St. Mungo's." she said softly, watching for Liz's reaction. Gently stroking on James' tummy to keep him asleep, she searched for some kind of emotion in the woman's face.

Taking a tissue, she wipes her eyes. With a jolt, she realizes what Becca had just said. Removal from the department? She wouldn't even get to see her beautiful prophecies even on the shelves then! "But...?" she asks with her lip quivering slightly. "The prophecies!"

With a realization hitting her, her eyes widen, "St. Mungo's? What did I do? There's nothing wrong with me... I just want my prophecies back!"

Smiling at Liz's slightly childish reactions, Becca shook her head "You're obsessed with the prophecies. They're ruling your life, it can't go on. In Mungo's, you'll undergo treatment to get your mind off them, maybe they'll do something to your memory, I don't know, but I have to take you there, and if you don't go willingly, I'll have to take you up to security and make them take you. I'm so sorry Liz." Becca waved her wand at the office door and watched it close and lock with a special charm. She couldn't risk Liz running away.

Looking up at Becca, she shakes her head, she still had absolutely no idea what she had done wrong. Why wouldn't everyone just leave her alone? she wondered. Now, she had no job, no prophecies, nothing!

What had gone wrong? And Why! Tears coursing down her cheeks, she watches as Becca waved her wand, and she could here the lock fall into place. She was trapped and she knew it.

"What's gonna happen to me?" she asks aloud to Becca. Looking up ather still, a tear falls from her eye, coursing down her cheek. Her face looking tired, like she hadn't had sleep in weeks, she slumps down lower into the chair.

Her mind racing, she's unable to full relax. Afraid for what will happen to her, but also what would happen to her job, and where she was going to go from there.

"You'll go to St. Mungo's, and they'll look after you until you're better." she smiled kindly. "Then, the Ministry will find you a job in another department." she folded the letter up and then put it on her desk "Come on then." she smiled "I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to ask for your wand." Becca held her hand out and looked at Liz with wide, kind and interested eyes.

A tear falling from her eye, as she nods. Reaching into her robes, she goes to pull out her wand. Her eyes widening, her eyebrows knit together. "I...it was right here. Where....?" Taking her hand out, she puts her hand in the other side of her robes.

Looking around frantically, she pulls her bag to her. Pulling books and papers out of her bag, she digs faster.

"It's gone!" she cries. The second wand in a year, gone completely. Just like the prophecies...

Where could it be?!?! she wonders frantically. Never have been as upset as she was now...she's not sure what she's gonna do now, without even her wand.

Shaking her head, Becca got up again and put a hand on Liz's shoulder "Calm down, breathe." she said softly. "I'll take your bag, and we'll go upstairs to security, yeah?" she smiled kindly, glancing at James. "Get yourself ready." Becca smiled, waving her wand at Liz's bag so everything went back into it.

Her primary concern wasn't the very afraid woman in front of her, it was now her son. Moving over to James, Becca rubbed on his tummy gently and hummed soothingly to make him fall asleep again "Sorry baby." she whispered gently, kissing on his head before picking him up in his portable bed and looking at him lovingly.

Turning back to Liz, she smiled again "Ready?" Becca picked up both bags and pointed her wand at Liz to check she didn't have her wand on her.

Still searching for her wand, looking around the floor of the office. "But my wand!" she says turning toward Becca. "I'll go, but I can't lose my wand again!"

She knew the department head, didn't want her having it for her own protection, but it was very disconcerting to not even know where her wand was...