i'll come back to haunt you

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 The biological father of her son comes to try to claim him about seven years after he's born.

She'd been home alone-- a day of work, some time to spend with her son and get things done in the house-- when the knock had come on the door. Checking the security spells she had in place-- an Auror couldn't take any chances, no matter how lowly ranked-- had told her who it was.

It takes her half-a-minute to work her way out of the panic that ensues. Takes her another half-a-minute to contact her cousin and have him come by Floo to take Thomas to his house. It takes longer to convince Andrew that she doesn't need him to stick around-- that yes, she'll call Edgar before properly talking with the returned man-- all while ignoring the increasing louder call on the other side of the door that tells her Elliot knows she's home.

Andrew's dog and Rachel's lioness come for Edgar almost at the same time-- the former barking out a curt "Go home, Ed" before the other speaks, Rachel's clearly worried voice ringing through easily.

"Edgar, it's-- Elliot's here. He won't leave. I haven't let him in but... I don't think he's going to go. I-- I need you here. Now, please."

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He loves his family. He loves being able to come home at night and kiss his wife and hold their son (absolutely always their son since the moment Rachel first allowed him to be this intimate part of her and Thomas' life). He still hates the long stretches of being solely in London, solely working out of an office, solely not in the field.

He loves how easy it makes it to get home when things go wrong, though.

No delay of hours. No delay, really, of more than moments as he barks to a coworker that he'll be back in the morning and throws himself into the fireplace in the office.

"Rachel--" He's barely properly through their own fireplace before he's calling her name, wand drawn. "Rach, where--?"