Ok guys, so I finally got my ass into gear that managed to finish this chapter for you guys. Where snowballing towards the finish now so its getting really good, if I may say so myself. If you have any troubles with anything that happens in this chapter then review and tell me and I may be able to improve. I quite happy with it though so please enjoy :)

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Dedicated to…the whole of Italy for managing to survive a visit from IVY! I applaud you.

Ten minutes later the bush started to thin until they came to the clearing. It was exactly how Morgan remembered it. The full moon cast long shadows across the frosty ground and the tress swayed gently in the bitter wind. Morgan led Max to a small boulder off to one side.

"Max honey, why don't you sit here and have a rest. I know you're probably really tired."

As she said this Max stifled a yawn, nodded and sat down on the ground, her back leaning up against the boulder. Her eyes drooped closed and Morgan smiled as she breathing evened out and slowed as she fell into a light slumber.

After checking to make sure she was truly asleep Morgan moved away to a spot about three meters away from the boulder and her daughter. She thought she had the right spot but she couldn't be certain. She knew there was only one-way to be sure.

Could she do it? She didn't even know if her Magick existed anymore. Logically she knew that it would always be there but the hadn't used it or even thought about it in so long that she was sure there was a possibility that it had left her forever.

Taking a deep breath she closed her eyes and focused. She went into a light meditative state and searched deep into her subconscious. It took her a while but eventually she managed to snatch on to a small thread of Magick the pulsed gently in the back of her mind, going unnoticed and ignored. When she had a hold of in she let it consumer her and she gasped as her whole being became alive once more.

It was like and veil had been lifted from her, freeing her body and mind. Everything felt like it was alive and buzzing with eternal life. Her eyes were sharp and she could see such detail in everything around her, like she had been blind for the past ten year and had finally found her glasses again. She could heart and smell the life of the forest around her as well as the rush of the river and whistling of the wind through the trees.

And then she felt the minds. The minds of all the animals in the area lit up like little fires in her subconscious. She could sense them, the strongest mind in the area being that of her sleeping child not three meters from her.

Morgan felt whole again. The last ten years without Magick had been hard at first but once she had gotten used to it she had forgotten what it was like to feel your veins will with power and feel so strong and contents, so in tune with everything around her. But now that she was awake again there was no way she would ever let this go.

Her celebrations came to a halt when she remembered she was here for a reason. She could see and feel the spell that she had left on the ground in front of her and when she cast her mind into the earth she could sense her lost belongings. Not wanting to use up too much Magick too soon after only just getting it back she sighed and begin to dig at the hard earth with her fingernails. A short time later her fingers scraped against the fabric of a bag. She increased her pace to pull away the dirt surrounding it then she heaved it out of the ground.

The fabric of the bag had begun to deteriorate in some places and she cursed herself for not putting a spell on it to keep the bag in good condition when she buried it. Given the circumstances at the time she supposed that she shouldn't be too hard on herself. She gently placed the bag on the ground and pried open the top. She stuck her hand in a pulled out the first thing she touched.

It was her Book of Shadows. She sighed with pleasure at the feeling of the rough cover under her fingertips once more. She would enjoy writing in this once more. She then extracted her other books on Wicca and the box that was once her mothers and contained all her mothers Wicca tools, except for the Claddagh ring, which had stayed firmly fastened around her neck for the last ten years.

It felt so right to hold Magick once more. She felt strong and sure. Gathering up all the things she brought them over with her as she sat next to Max. She put them on the ground in front of her and closed her eyes, letting her mind embrace the Magick swirling around her long lost possessions.

As she was doing this she felt a small tug on her senses coming from the other edge of the clearing. Her eyes snapped open and she stood, advancing on the unknown anomaly while keeping an eye on her precious daughter at the same time. When she reached the trees she was instantly drawn to the spot where the Magick was coming from, but saw nothing. She looked closely at the ground, bending down to get closer, and saw a dull gleam in the middle of the grass. She leaned forward and pick up the unknown object and gasped in shock when she realized what it was.

The dull, blood red of the Morganite was exactly the same as when she had last seen it, and if she gazed into its harsh depths she was sure she could see the outline of a blurry shape, the shape of a person, of her.

A single, traitorous tear leaked out of the corner of her eyes. To her, this represented so much. A lost love, lost dreams, lost hope. The only thing she had left in her life was her baby, and she was so thankful for that.

Morgan Heard the rustle of leaves and the snap of a twig and her head snapped up to meet the gaze of two piercing green eyes. Standing about five meters away from her was the heart breaker himself, in all his sexy glory.

And she so didn't need to be thinking like that right now.

But she was tired. Tired of trying to show him what she meant, show him the fault line in her heart that he had caused.

So let and dams down and the tears flowed steadily over her cheeks. Hunter walked towards her but as soon as he got too close she held up her arms and stepped back a bit.

"Will you at least let me explain?"

His voice was so fill of sadness and uncertainty that she nodded. She turned and headed back to Max, who was still fast asleep by the rock. Morgan sank to the ground once more and gently smoothed down Max's mussed hair before turning her full attention onto Hunter once more.

Hunter wretched his gaze away from her…his…their daughter, he would have time to get to know her later hopefully if Morgan would believe him. He stayed standing, knowing he was too nervous to sit.

"I never meant to cheat on you…" he began, raising his hand to stop her from arguing with him over this point.

"When I went you Canada to find my parents, I was so full of hope. In a way I found what I was looking for. Answers and at least one of my parents. My father is now living with me here in Widows Vale. Can you believe it?"

Morgan gave him a slight smile. It really was great news. She knew how much his parents had meant to him and she was happy he had found them, but she had a feeling there was more news on the way.

"But while I found my father I also found out the fact that my mother, she was dead. And so in amongst all of this was the biggest heart ache of all."

Morgan waited patiently for him to continue, curious as to what he thought was more important than his mother. Maybe the girl he was kissing was his real Murin Beatha Dan, his soul mate. The answer she got was not what she was expecting.

"I was away from you."

Morgan looked at him in shock. He admitted this fact with such love and such conviction. She could hear it so clearly but her heart and mind refused to listen still. There was no way he loved her, not when he would kiss that girl like that. As if he knew what she was thinking Hunter tried to quell her fears.

"That girl that you saw me kissing, she was a powerful witch that I saw investigating, she cast a spell on me Morgan. Please believe me when I say there is no way I would willingly cheat on you. I love you. Always have, always will."

Then she felt it. The shields around her heart leaked and she understood what he was saying. She didn't totally forgive him, but she could clearly see the truth in his words. And she felt all the feelings coming back to her from so long ago, making her feel warm and fuzzy. He heart began to pound in irregular rhythms and he breathing caught as she realized what was happening.

She was falling in love all over again.

She stood slowly and faced him, her head held high. She could see the nervousness in his face as he waited for her to say something, but what she had to say could not be conveyed in words.

She took and simple step forward, grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him into a sweet, gentle kiss.

Their mouths stayed locked for several minutes and they held onto each other dearly, both never wanting to relinquish their hold. She they pulled apart the stared each other for a few seconds before they each broke out into a happy smile.

"I love you too…" Morgan whispered, before slapping him across the face. "But that doesn't mean I forgive you yet!"

Hunter raised a hand to his cheek, which was beginning to turn and angry shade of red. Morgan took his hand in both of hers and placed a series of feather light kisses across the lacerated skin on his face.

"But its nothing we can't work out over time."

Hunter chuckled lightly at her antics. As Morgan joined in they heard a sound from behind them. As he heard this Hunter realized with sinking feeling that neither of them had been paying attention to their surroundings fro the last few minutes and now he was hit by a wave of dark Magick so strong it almost made him double over.

Morgan whipped around and felt her heart stop at what she saw.

Her baby, eyes wide with fear, was being held with and large hand across her mouth to stop and making noise and an arm around her torso, keeping her in place. The man that held was large and heavy set with square shoulders and a strong jaw line. His eyes held a menacing, power hungry quality that scared the living daylights out of Morgan. But the main thing that scared her was that she knew what this man was capable of. She stared into his brown eyes, exactly like her own, as he spoke in a menacing voice that sent chills down her spine.

"Well daughter of mine, we meet again."

Dun Dun DAH!!!!!!!! Hows that for climatic?! Please please please review so that I can feel uber mega special and I may update sooner. LOVE YOU ALL!!!! I have MUNA this weekend so GO JAPAN!!! Peace.

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