Title: Please forgive me

Author: Moi of course =)

Feedback: If you want… I'm a bit shy about the whole posting my own stories thing, but maybe it'll help.

A/N – About the title, I stole it from a David Gray song. I don't know how exactly it'll work into the story, but I love it too much to leave it out. Any lyrics you may see are from it. Oh, and I don't own sweep, or else M&H would be locked naked in my closet right now.

PS: Don't tell jess this is here! LOL Sorry, inside joke.

This first part is going to be short, and there'll be quite a jump in the next. Oh! And big spoilers for "Seeker"… Just how my crazy lil sugar- filled head imagined the series going on after book 10.

Goddess! I thought he loved me... I thought we were meant to be together. Obviously I mean nothing to him, or he wouldn't have done this to me. I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw him kissing that other girl. It sickens me just to think about her: a pretty redhead who knows more about fashion than I do. He didn't even bother to call me. I hate him so much that I can't even think clearly enough to write anymore.

-Morgan

1 Please forgive me if I act a little strange, for I know not what I do…

I felt him before he even got near the house. "Mary K.!" I called through the bathroom. She popped her head out the door. "He's coming. Can you…" I trailed off. Mary K. nodded, understanding what I wanted her to do without me even saying it. I slunk back over to my bed and huddled beneath the covers, a place I had often been in the last few days. I dabbed at my nose with a tissue. About 10 minutes later I heard a car door slam outside and felt Hunter's familiar presence coming nearer. I crept out of bed and sat on the landing at the top of the stairs, knowing he would feel me there but not caring. Mary K. answered the door as soon as he knocked. Hunter stood there, shifting slightly from foot to foot.

"I need to see Morgan." he announced.

"She's not here."

"But…"

"I'm sorry, Hunter. She doesn't want to see you."

"What do you mean?! I didn't…"

"Goodbye." With that she closed the door in his face. You had to give it to her; she was bold. Hunter pounded on the door, but Mary K. was already sitting next to me at the top of the stairs. She wrapped her arm around my shoulders and hugged me close while I cried again for the thousandth time that day.



At first I had no clue what Morgan was so upset about. Then I realized… she had been scrying, she had seen me with Justine. It hit me like a ton of bricks. She wouldn't answer my calls, wouldn't open the door for me, wouldn't even acknowledge me at all. So since she won't have me, I'm leaving. The council doesn't need me here anymore, so I'm going home. Maybe I'll spend some time with Sky and Cara in Paris, or maybe I'll just go throw myself into the Thames. Or maybe she just needs time to cool off. I'll love her forever, whether I'm with her or not.

--Gìomanach



a/n: I know this is short. What can I say? I'm evil. It'll get better and longer soon, this is just an intro! Oh, yes, I have big plans for this baby… Expect the rating to go up. ;)