Medi-Proxy

Bastian Kiaser walked in the door to his flat, just off work with his client and making sure everything was in line with Julian and his custody case. He wondered if his brother would really push for full costody.. and not joint. The he suppose he had every right to, Kate lied to all of them, took Violet without telling Julian where they had gone. Lied to her own daughter about her father not coming to see her... Letting her daughter think her father no longer cared for her.. Yes he could understand the need for pushing for full costody. He had done the same and won, even though Holly would swear to this day had Annika been with her instead it would have happened.

He didn't like what if's there was no way of knowing what could have happened, it only served to torment you.

He sighed and flopped down in his couch, the case with his brother brought back alot of memories about Holly and Annika.. mostly Annika. What more could he do? Other then force the guilt of his daughters death down and keep moving.

Then there was the attacks the articals and clippings going back years and years, who knew then all these started. And they were covered up or ignored.. the muggle authories thought it was an insane serial killer and had nothing on him. The Aurors at the ministry... well there wasn't much to go on...not many eye witness left alive in the attacks.. though there was one the at happened roughly 20 years ago that cought his attention. A muggle house filled with blood, the title had said.. they muggles had been killed.. and the childrens magic sucked away.. although afew of the attacking wizards were killed as well.. shot by a muggle gun. Interesting if he did say so himself..

Then he was just about to turn in and get some rest when an owl flew in from his window and dropped a letter on his coffee table then flew away again.

Letting his curiousity over run his fatigue he opened the later and read throught it.

He frowned at the contents and swore in Russian, instead of turning in for the night, Bastian grabbed his cloak.. Debated weather to contact Julian or not...

His Father was dieing, the man hadn't been much of a father to Julian in any sence of the word or then then giving Julian his family name. He ignored Julian, letting his older brother raise him..

He decided to hold off on calling Julian for the moment, and apparatied to the hospital in Russia..

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It wasn't until the early the next morning that Bastian returned to England though rather then going home he went to Diagonally instead. The bar in the leeky cauldron was close however so he settled for strong coffee.

His Father had taken ill and the Healers didn't know why, he was deep in a coma and not expected to ever wake up. For some reason his father named him his medical Proxy, it was now his choice to either take his father off the life support or leave him like that. His father was many things but he would hate to like life as a Vegatable.... So could he really kill his father? he hadn't been close to the man, but even he had to admit he owed the man alot.. How could he not feel confliction over the deciesion to kill the man? it also didn't help that there was a chance he could recover. Since the healers didn't know what caused it.

Bastian sighed and looked at the time.. 5:30 am.. he would wait afew hours before contacting Julian.. Let him get afew more hours sleep..

He sighed deciding to take a walk, in the quiet early morning street.. he needed to think.