Author's Note~ back to Morgan's POV.

My birth mother stood before me. Her incandescent beauty shied me. Everything around us was white. I walked towards her but she shook her head, "No Morgan. go the other way. It's not time for you to come here yet."

I looked back seeing Hunter's misery. My eyes were brimmed with tears. She smiled at me, "It's okay. I'm watching over you. Go back." Hesitantly I turned around and paced back to the world I had started to leave. Suddenly I was seeing everything out of my eyes. My will to live kicked in. I gasped for air. Justine's laughter ended with a gasp and Hunter looked up at me.

"Get me down!" I cried fearfully. My wrists ached; it felt as though the metal had finally dug into my bones.

Hunter gave Justine a violent gaze, "Where are the keys Justine?" his voice stayed strong, unmoved. She smirked at him broadly, childishly, and mockingly.

He held me up to ease the pain in my arms. His face was miserable and he spoke to me wavering on his words, "Morgan. I'm going to have to let you back down for a bit. I need to get the keys from her."

I bit my lip harshly and slightly nodding. Wetness soaked my face. Hunter slowly let me down. I couldn't contain my cries of pain. A loud shrilling scream escaped my mouth. I watched Hunter stop cold debating whether he should lift me again or get the keys. "Please Hunter, get them!" I yelped.

Hastily he went over to Justine. He threatened her, hit her around a bit, everything. She caved after fifteen minutes. Hunter went out of the house in a mad dash. The pain started to get to me again. Wooziness overcame me. I had to force myself away from sleep. His footsteps echoed as he re- entered the house. When he entered the room he did not hold the keys to the massive metal on my wrists, he held an axe.

My face twisted and if possible my wrists hurt even more. Hunter's deep green eyes connected with mine for encouragement "Get your hands as low as you can get them because I have to hit the chains."

Justine lay there enjoying the situation. Hunter lifted the axe and my eyes forced themselves shut. I crunched up. The first whack made me jump. He pulled back and took another swing. I flinched and fell to the floor weakly. My arms hit the floor harshly. The cuts under the shackles were starting to numb. I didn't want to get up. I wanted to lie there until the pain went away.

Hunter fell to his knees beside me. The axe sat embedded in the wall full of bloodstains. His body wrapped around mine warmly. I found the strength to wrap my arms around his neck. I kissed his face and his lips. Justine just sat on the floor feet away from us with a sour expression on her face. He lifted me up onto his shoulder and put me in the passenger seat of his car.

Then he went back in and called the council. They were to pick up Justine right away. He checked to make sure she was tied up smugly then he left. We left her there to wallow in her own defeat. We drove down the road back to the U.S. and back to Widow's Vale. I stared at the hideousness of the metal stuck in my wrists. The chains clanged every time my arms moved. Hunter examined the damage; "we'll get you to a hospital in Widow's Vale. I thought you were dead Morgan. here you are though. I couldn't bear to loose you. Never."

"I almost died. I was right there, with my mother. She told me to go back though. She said it wasn't my time to die." I told him vaguely.

Hours later we returned to New York. We found a hospital and they rushed me in right away. The doctor's asked what happened as they glanced at the horrifying mess I was. Hunter and I explained everything, leaving out witchcraft, as he took off the metal mess and stitched me up. Then he bandaged me up and called my family to let them know what had happened. They showed up with flowers. Bree and Robbie soon showed up after them.

They hugged me then they embraced Hunter with thanks. We both were physically battered up. He turned to me and winked. I gave him a sly smile, and then saw someone else come in. Mr. Niall. Hunter also saw him enter. I could see the look of shock on Hunter's face.

Mr. Niall patted Hunter on the back saying, "Good job." Then he came up to me. He lay a bony hand on my shoulder, "Morgan, I'm glad to see that you're okay."

I lifted my hand onto his, "Thank you." My parents glanced at him questionably. "Mom, dad. this is Hunter's father, Daniel Niall." I introduced him. They introduced themselves from there. I wondered how every obstacle I dealt with, no matter how difficult it proved to be, ended seemingly well.

Hunter came over to me, "Justine's been picked up. They're going to strip her powers and then hand her over to the authorities."



I'm thinking one more chapter. just to resolve everything completely.