A/N: Chapter 3. Finally get to find out whats new with Mary K. So anything in the ~~~ should be italic.. still havent figurd that out yet. Anyways, this chapter is slightly on the borderline of 14A, but its not bad. just implied things. Enjoy!

"Morgan don't changed the subject."Hunter pleaded wearily.
"Don't bring up that subject. I'm not ready to talk about it. Not yet." I looked at him, waiting for him to reply.
His face softened and he nodded. "Sorry. Mary K, right. Well, her name is Kat now. Your parents and me are the only ones allowed to call her Mary K. She's..not the same sister you left." I gulped slightly. "She's dyed her hair black. Got so many piercing's we've all lost count. She stopped hanging out with her old friends. We're pretty sure she's into drugs."
I stared at Hunter like he was an alien. "You can't be serious."
"There's more." He said, semi darkly.
"I'm afraid to hear it."
"She's been pregnant. Twice." My jaw dropped. He couldn't be talking about Mary K. My baby sister. The Saint. The girl who was most likely to become a nun. The girl I knew would never even think about dyeing her hair. And pregnant? Twice. She's sixteen!
"So...I'm an aunt then?" I said numbly. Mary K. went bad ass because I left. It's my fault. I felt a tear drop down my cheek. In an instant, Hunter was up, and beside me, wrapping his arms around me. I cried for a good five minutes before I calmed down. It was great to be back in his arms again, ignoring the world around me. "So, who's the father? What are the kids names?"
"She doesn't know, and it's only one girl. She, uh..she lost the other one. Premature."
"Oh."
"Her name is Paige. Mary K's daughter. She's about nine months old now. She's a good girl, despite her mum. A real talker!"
"Hunter, I think I just need to sleep this off. Shock, you know." I de-tangled myself from him, as hard as it was. He took the hint, and went back to his bed across the room. So far from me. For the better, I told my brain. "Good night." I said, tapping the base of my lamp to turn it off.
"Good night, Morgan." It didn't take long for me to fall asleep, but when I did, I was racked with nightmares.
"Morgan, wake up. Come on." I felt Hunter shaking me awake. I let my eyes open. I dreamt about Mary K and her first baby. It was almost like a vision of her past. "Are you okay? What happened."
"It hurt her so bad, losing that baby." I whispered. I shoved over in my bed, and pulled Hunter in next to me. Moira growled as she jumped off my bed. "I felt her pain. Why am I feeling this? I'm reined Hunter. I shouldn't feel this." I shook and I cried, and he wrapped his arms around me again. The flash of me breaking his leg flew through my head. I winced, and tried thinking, it's not your fault.
He rubbed my bad, "I know Morgan, I know." It was one of the few times he didn't just let me cry it out.
"What time is it?" I sniffed. Hunter turned, and looked at my clock.
"Ten."
"That's it? Half an hour?" I sighed, clearing the tears from my eyes.

"Go back to sleep. You'll be fine." He whispered something in my ear, and traced a rune on my arm. He moved to get out of the bed. My arm shot out and grabbed him.
"Stay. Don't leave me. Just stay." I could see his smile, even in the darkness. It scared me. Magesight was supposed to be gone. He moved back beside me. I cuddled right into him.
"Good night, Morgan. Sweet dreams. I love you."
"I love you too." Just then, I knew I had to go back. For Hunter, for my parents. For my sister. For my niece and friends. "Hunter?"
"Hmm."
"I'll come back." He reached over me, tapping my lamp to turn it back on.
"You will!" He exclaimed like a little boy.
"I'm not promising I'll stay...but yes, I'll go back." He caught me off-guard a kissed me. Just like old times, I fought fire with fire.
I woke up about three in the morning, and pulled Hunter's shirt on. It was unusually cold down here, even though we were covered in two blankets, and had the body heat. I noticed he had already pulled some pants and a shirt on as well.
"Morgan?" I watched his hand search for me. I lay back down beside him. "Cold?"
"Yea. One of the kids must have hit my heater switch. It's happened before. It'll turn itself back on." I told him, pulling the blankets clear up to my chin.
I opened my eyes again, to be staring into Hunter's. "Good morning."
He grinned back at me, "Morning." He said in his low, sleepy husky voice. "So, I guess I wasn't dreaming last night."
"About what?"I leaned back into my pillows comfortably.
"Seeing you again. Being here. Saying your coming back. Last night." He raised his eyebrow at me, grinning ear to ear.
"Yea, last night was good." I looked at my clock. "Hayley and Phoenix should be coming down here soon. I'm going to go take a shower. Do me a favor and let Moira out, please."
"Aww, can't I join you?" Hunter asked me jokingly.
"Haha. No." I gave him a kiss, and got out of the bed. "I think I need to rename my dog."
"Oh? To what?" Hunter asked, kissing my neck. He too was now standing, looking at my dog. "How long have you had her?"
"Three days. Changing her name this early wont confuse the poor girl. Besides, I think I might need the name Moira in the future." With that, I left him standing there, and headed to the shower.
Thirty minutes later, I was showered, dressed and drying my hair. I walked out of the bathroom, with a cloud of hot air following me. As I left the bathroom, Hunter, Hayley and Phoenix came down the stairs.
"Ready for the movie Morgan?" Hayley asked.
"Sure am. Why don't you and Phoenix choose a movie, then I'll grab the TV." They skipped off to the third and last door downstairs, which was lined with videos.
"You three do this often?" Hunter asked, leaning on the wall.
"Every Saturday at eleven am."
"Just a tradition?"
I looked at my feet, and leaned on the wall opposite of him. "Angeleyes circle. The coven this family belongs to. They have the biggest house, so its held here. Hayley and Phoenix aren't old enough yet, so I watch them."
"You don't join them? Morgan your reined not stripped."
"I know." Eventually, Phoenix and Hayley picked a movie, and I pulled out the rolling TV, and set it up in my room. We folded Hunter's bed up and sat on the couch. Well, Hunter and Phoenix did. Hayley and I got cozy on the floor.
About twenty minutes later, I could hear people arriving upstairs. The beginning of their circle always made me feel uneasy. Like I needed to join them, tell them to un-rein me. It hurt to know I couldn't let them. It hurt to know I could let them.
I started to shift uncomfortably half way through the movie. Something was bothering me. My breathing was tight, and painful. I lifted myself onto my elbows, then brutally shot back down.
~~"Magick is your destiny Morgan, you can't stop it." A white, sun blasted form appeared before me.
"I have to stop it. You know what I've done." I said back.
"I know what you've done daughter. Nothing but good. You have never hurt anyone with your magick." I opened my mouth to argue but found myself unable to speak. "You are a helper Morgan. Sent from the Goddess. You are the last in the Riordan line so far, and you need to keep it up." The figure moved its arm towards me. It glowed more brightly then before.
"No. Don't do that." I pushed the arm away. "Do not give me it back. I hurt people with that. Never again. Don't you dare give that back to me."~~
"Give what back? Morgan!"
~~"You have to take it back. You need it."
I stood and backed away. "Keep it. I don't want it. Why can't you understand, that I hurt people? I nearly killed my best friend. I caused my own father to have a heart attack. I BLINDED my sister, and you want to give me all that power back? You've gotta be evil."
The figure shook, what I could now identify as a girl; or a man with real long hair, her head. "I am of pure goodness."
"Then why the hell would be asking this of me!"~~
"Asking what! Morgan!"
~~"It is your path. You are still to help many people Morgan."
That was news. "Help who? And how?"
"Magically. You need this back, Morgan. You're the only one who can control it."
I snorted. "You call what happened controlled? You are sadly mistaken there." I felt a glow around me. It was being returned to my body. "Stop it! No!"~~
"Girls. Go get your parents!" Hunter said. I tipped over, clutching my
heart.
"Stop it, stop it, stop it. Don't give it back." I cried. Tears freely flowed from my eyes. It hurt. "It shouldn't hurt." I said to Hunter.
"No, it shouldn't. What's going on?" I pushed him away from me, just in case. I writhed in pain again. "Your magick." Hunter gasped at me. "You can't fight this. Let it happen."
"I can't. Hunter help me." I reached out for him. "Don't let this happen to me. You can stop it." He grabbed my hand, but that was all he did.
"I can't stop it Morgan."
Pain shot through the right side of my body. "What's going on?" I turned my head slightly.
"Peyton. Kieran, good. Stop it, you can stop it." They rushed into the room. I could sense half of Angeleye's in my room. No! I could sense again. The reining I had put on myself had been done so much, I only heightened my main senses. Now I could full on sense them. All of them. "No!"
"What's going on?" I heard Peyton ask. I screamed in agony.
"Someone's trying to give her, her magick back. She's fighting it." Hunter explained. "Let it come back, Morgan."
"Never." I hissed. It was too late. "No." I curled up and cried. It was too late. I was a full blood witch again. I could feel my blood pulsing with magick. "No." I whispered through the river I was currently building. I was dangerous again.

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