I'm glad to be with Hunter, he makes me feel safe and loved. He's happy about us having a baby, I am too, it's just that I wish that I wasn't so vulnerable. Goddess, why do the odds always have to be against us? I'm so tired of being afraid. I just want to not have to bring Moira into this.
---Morgan

Hunter's POV:

"Sky!" She waved back at me. I spun her around.

"Welcome home," she smiled, regaining composure.

"Good to be back." I looked around for Morgan. Mrs. Rowlands was hugging her as her dad and Mary K. smiled.

Mary K. caught site of me, grinned and waved. I waved back. She whispered something to Morgan, who laughed.

*Come on* Morgan smiled lovingly at me. We walked toward them.

The Rowlands went on to the baggage claim with Sky while Morgan and I trailed behind. I pulled her off to the side.

"Morgan, when should we tell them?" I just wanted an excuse to be alone with her.

She knew. "When I get home, why don't you come so we can tell them as soon as possible?"

"Right." That was short.

She put her arms around my neck, pulling my head down. I grinned wolfishly as our mouths met. All thoughts vanished as I deepened our kiss. We pushed closer to each other.

"That what you want?" Her mouth was red and soft.

I nodded, breathing hard.

We arrived at the baggage claim with our arms around each other when Mr. Rowlands pulled off Morgan's luggage.

Sky was sitting on my suitcase. "Thank-you."

"Get lost?" She raised her eyebrows.

I glared at her. "I take that as a yes." She laughed.

Sky drove me to Morgan's house. I was more nervous to tell the Rowlands the news than I was my parents, probably because they were Catholic.

"So," Sky broke the silence, "what's your baby's name going to be?"

"Moira." I smiled. I was genuinely thrilled to be going to be a father.

"Moira? Another 'M' in the Riordan family. What's her last name going to be?" She said the last part gingerly, possibly because Morgan and I weren't married.

"Niall."

"That's good. How'd your family react?"

"Mum and Alwyn were happy, but Da was worried, mainly because Cal was there."

"I would hold out to tell Da, or maybe tell Mum to tell Da." She frowned, thinking of her family.

"Aye, Mum will hopefully tell them." Sky parked the car in front of Morgan's house.

I hopped out of the car. "Good luck." I smiled wryly at my cousin.

Morgan was waiting outside her front door and smiled when she saw me. I put my arms around her and kissed her gently. "It'll be alright." She nodded and we entered her home.

"Hunter! Nice to see you." Mrs. Rowlands said cheerfully.

*I can't do this* Morgan's eyes widened.

I stared into her eyes. *Why?*

*Look at how happy they are, they won't be happy in less than ten minutes, they'll be angry* She turned to go up the stairs, but I caught her.

*Love, any way they react, they're your parents, they'll still love you* I rubbed her arm.

She turned back to face her parents. "Mom, Dad can we talk to you?"

"Sure honey, what?"

"Can we go into the family room?" They looked at each other then nodded.

"Mary K., why don't you go upstairs?" Her father said.

"No, she can stay." I smiled at Morgan's sister.

"What is it Morgan? Is everything alright?" Mrs. Rowlands looked anxious.

"Yeah, Mom, everything's fine. I don't know what other way to tell you guys this, other than. . ." I gripped her hand tighter, "I'm pregnant."

Her parents' eyes got big. "Morgan. . ."

Mr. Rowlands stood, furious. He glared hatefully at me. "You bastard! You got my seventeen-year-old daughter pregnant!"

"Sean," Mrs. Rowlands said in a voice barely above a whisper.

He sat down, still seething. Mary K.'s eyes were large, either in shock at her father's reaction or that Morgan was pregnant. Mrs. Rowlands looked disappointed.

Morgan wasn't even facing them anymore. I could tell she was biting back tears. "Mr. Rowlands, I love your daughter with all my heart. I would never hurt her or our child."

"You can't raise a baby, neither of you can." Mrs. Rowlands said hoarsely.

"Of course not, they'll give it up for adoption." Mr. Rowlands spoke with decisiveness.

Morgan turned back to them. "No, we will not." She challenged her father.

"And how the hell do you plan on caring for the child?" He leaned forward.

"Mr. Rowlands, no matter what, we will not give up our baby. We can care for her."

Her mother sniffed. "Morgan, I thought just because you were Wiccan, you would still hold on to how we raised you."

Morgan closed her eyes. Her parents sat across from us, silent. "Are you two moving in together then?" Mr. Rowlands asked.

Mrs. Rowlands looked down. Morgan stared at the other side of the room, determined not to look at her parents. "Is that alright with the both of you?" I asked.

"I think it would be the best." He looked at his wife, who was now staring at him.

I nodded, turning my head to check on Morgan. She was staring at her parents, as was Mary K. They stood and walked to the stairs.

"Morgan. . ." Mary K. got up and put her arms around her sister. They both were fighting back tears. "Congratulations on the baby."

Morgan smiled. "Thanks." She wiped her face with her hand.

"Want me to pack a bag for you?"

She nodded and Mary K. ran upstairs.

I didn't say anything, just pulled her into me and kissed her. I held her face in my hands. "Darling, they'll come around." I brushed her cheek with my lips.

She shook her head. "Are you deaf? They practically told me to get out!" Her voice cracked. "I was right."

They had, but they were just upset. Morgan was too so I didn't press the matter. "I love you." I kissed her hard on the mouth, trying to ease her tension. She fought fire with fire, as always.

We felt Mary K. come back down. I groaned, not wanting to pull away from her. Morgan put her head on my shoulder.

"Here," she handed her the bag. "Morgan, you don't have to go."

"I should. Thanks Mary K." She hugged her sister.

It was getting late. I took Morgan's hand and led her outside. Dammit, Sky took the car. I grinned helplessly at Morgan. She smiled, I was thankful for that.

"Here." She gave me the keys to her car.

I opened the door to my house. Goddess, for such a long way from England, it felt good to be back. I led Morgan upstairs.

She laughed when she saw what Mary K. had packed her: the same nightgown she had worn in Manhattan.

Morgan went to the bathroom while I stripped down to my boxers: my pajamas. I was pulling back the covers when she came back in. I looked up, my jaw dropped. She was even more beautiful than she had been in Manhattan.

She looked uncomfortable with me staring at her. "What?"

I was speechless. "Morgan." Was all I could manage. My love looked down. I lifted her chin to kiss her: I wanted her badly. I carried her over to the bed, and kissed her again, this time sliding my hand up her leg, pushing the gown up with it. I pressed my lips to her neck; she gave a small whimper. Morgan's hands slid around on my chest. I pushed even closer to her, loving the feel of her skin against mine. We were rolling around on my bed, our arms and legs entangled. I felt the same joy I had on Beltane eve when our bodies joined: love, the feeling that we would be together forever.

I woke up to find Morgan asleep on my chest. Last night hadn't been a dream. I touched her face, brushing away some of her dark hair, remembering how it had been spread over my pillow. I moved as silently as I could to the edge of the bed and sat up.

Morgan stirred, her eyes opened slightly. "Stay," she commanded dreamily. "It's too early."

I laughed, getting back into bed. Morgan snuggled into me; she was cold. I pulled the cover over both of our heads and pulled her closer.

~~Cal's POV: ~~

Morgan and Hunter have been living together for two weeks. Her school is starting up soon: she'll be too preoccupied to notice anything.

I stood over him, hatred rising as I watched them sleep close together. The sleeping spell I had cast was working wonderfully; they didn't feel me. I used the strongest binding spell I knew over Giomanach.

His arms were forced to disentangle from Morgan. Hunter's eyes shot open.

"Get up and don't say a word." For now, the binding spell would give me enough power over him. Two men from Amyranth took him down to the car. His eyes never left Morgan.

A/N: OK, I just thought I'd put that little bit from Cal in there to introduce the next chapter. R&R.