James was back at St. Mungo's. He wanted to spend some time with Allison and he knew that come tomorrow night, he'd be busy and if things went the same way as they had for the past two months, he'd be working for a few days straight.
He knocked on the door, but when he got no answer, he went in worried that something had happened. He had his hand on his wand, since Voldemort had already made it inside once. However, the room was empty. "Allison?" He saw the door of the bathroom there, and went inside.
Crouching next to her, he picked her up and held her against his chest. "What's wrong?" He brushed her hair back, trying to smile, but he was afraid in a way that he hadn't been when he'd been rescuing her. "Should I call the mediwitch?"