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"She will be back shortly," Montague explained, "She wanted to run an errand or two quickly." Never having had to raise a child himself, Montague was not really good with kids, however he remembered enough from having a teenage sister to know that he should leave Sophia alone for now. "You can...

Montague hoped that Sophia would cheer up with Morgase's return, her mood had been ever since Montague had picked her up, and most likely before he got there, too. He had no idea what had caused this depression, Sophia had always been rather quiet, but this was an extreme he hadn't seen before...

With a loud and tell-tale pop, Montague apparated into his living room. Outside, snow was blowing in a rather loud and windy storm, however it was rather warm inside thanks to a few choice muggle inventions to which Montague had taken a liking. He flicked his wand, which had at ready, turning...

"He's reading and drinking some juice," Montague responded, "That went well, considering."

Montague laughed as Erik clambered up onto him, "With Daddy?" Tristan? Montague summoned a glass of juice with his free hand, the other holding Erik, "Why don't you drink this on the couch and read your book? If you need anything come and get me," he said as he put the boy down on the couch...

Montague apparated into his house, expecting to see his sister around, but was surprised to only see Erik. Alone, no less. That's not good, Montague thought, his sister wouldn't willingly leave the boy alone. "Hey there, Erik," he crouched down beside him, "Where's Mommy?"

"Who runs the inn?" Montague asked. He was curious to find out if he had heard of the barkeep, to get an idea of what Shane was walking into.

Montague pulled up a chair and sat down, this meeting was for Shane and his mother, Montague would only interject if it were necessary. He listened to Shane when he spoke, He's been staying with Ishmael? Sammael would not be happy to hear about that. Montague was curious to see how his sister...

"Hello Shane," Montague nodded, "Welcome back." He walked towards the kitchen, "Can I get you anything to eat or drink?"

Montague stood behind his sister has she embraced her son in a tight hug. Shane had grown up a lot since he left at the age of thirteen. Hands clasped behind his back, he watched as Morgase hugged his long lost nephew. Reguardless of what happened, this was to be an interesting day.

"It's fine, sis," Montague said, "I'm up early, so whenever he's going to come, I'll be up."

"I hope," Montague smiled, "I'm eager to see him again. I'll call my assistant, where are we to meet Shane?"

Montague nodded in acknowledgement of Morgase's concern, Tristan could do something like she was fearing. "I can, if you need me to be. I can call," he paused, realizing his sister might not be familiar with the muggle invention, which he found quite useful in the running of his shop, "Let my...

"Yes," Montague smiled, "Uncle Montygoo." He looked over to his sister, who appeared to be very worried, "It'll be fine. He wants to see his mother again; and he's got to be a smart kid, to make it this far in the world on his own. He'll see the sense in things. Why wouldn't he love to see...

Montague smiled at the boy, "Montague," he waved at him. "Uncle Montague." Looking up at Morgase, "I suppose he can play with that book," he said, referring to a copy of Wuthering Heights, "Never cared for it."

Montague nodded and left for the kitchen to make tea. Shortly thereafter, he returned with two cups. As he sat at the table, he handed a cup to Morgase, "There we are. Capulet's a fast owl, and trustworthy. It shouldn't be too long before he returns with a response."

Montague took the letter and folded it up. Tying it to Capulet's leg, he told the owl, "Take this to Shane, and be quick about it, it is very important." He walked over to a window and opened it, and the owl flew out in a whoosh. Closing the window, Montague turned to his sister, "Would you...

Montague pulled his wand out and flicked it three times. The three items his sister had requested flew down the stairs and settled onto the table, ready to be used. "There you are," he said, "I will be back with Capulet in a moment." He went upstairs to his bedroom window, which he kept open...

Montague stood agape, Shane wanted to see his mother. He was going to be in for a few surprises, they all were. Especially Sophia, if things went against Sammael's wishes. Taking the letter he looked down at it, "You can use my owl, if you wish to respond."

Montague coughed and almost choked on his cold pizza, "Shane?" It had been years since any had heard from the boy, more man though now, much less spoken of him. The mere topic would enrage Sammael and be uncomfortable for the others as a result.