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"No, Morgan, come back. I feel really bad ending it this way. I just love Cal; I know I can't live without him. I love you also. so much. You don't understand quite how much I don't think," Hunter said with a wistful look in his eye. Cal seeing this shifted his eyes nervously from Hunter to Morgan.
"I love you too, Morgan. I always have. I still think we are soul mates in my heart. Hunter and I have something special, and if we aren't soul mates I don't want to know what we are. I'm just happy. Happy in a way I couldn't get with just you. You have your moments though. Hunter is as cute as a bunny, and as sweet as a lamb. I love him, but I love you too." Cal said, now included in the wistful staring contest.
It was Morgan who moved first, going to Cal and hugging him. "I missed you so much. It was so hard without you. I was so lost." She began to cry.
"Now, now Morgan. I'm here now, and Hunter was with you when I couldn't be. Don't cry, love," Cal said stroking her hair. He made another face and hunter mouthed comments like 'cry baby' and 'does she ever not cry?' behind her back.
"Yet again with the laughing. Hunter, stop it!"
The door opened. In walked a petite brunette; she was beautiful in her own way, with shining green eyes. Her hair was mid-back, and fell in a cascade of beauty, almost mesmerizing.
Hunter looked almost shocked, "Michelle," he whispered and went to the young girl. "I thought you were still in Miami, how did you get here? When did you get here?" he asked.
"I came as soon as I heard of Cal. Mary missed him so," she said as she stroked hunters face.
"Where is Mary," Cal asked with soft eyes, remembrance on his face. "Right here," a voice came from the door, a small figure, even shorter then Michelle, blocked out the sun. As she moved forward, the light parted around her, letting her be visible to the room. She had red hair down to her back, with deep brown eyes. She came up to Michelle, wrapped her arms around her form behind, and kissed her cheek.
"Michelle, I have missed you more then you could ever know." Hunter seemed wistful, his eyes filled with longing as he reached for her again.
"Nope, no touchy, she's mine until you claim her," Mary said with a giggle, sweeping her hair back from her eyes. "We missed you both when you left us in Chicago. We thought you would always be with us. You are our soul mates" "Okay, you guys have way too many soul mates. way too many," Morgan said as she fell back into step, this time determined to get to the door.
"Morgan," a voice echoed along the walls. "Morgan, come back, we didn't mean any harm." Michelle. She was one of the most powerful blood witches Morgan had laid eyes upon. Mary was a close second, but would never quite pass her.
"How did you do that?" Morgan asked putting her back against the wall next to the door for support.
"Practice," Michelle said with a glance at her rings. "Lots, and lots of practice," she put a hand threw Mary's hair, kissing her temple as you would a child. "In fact, Hunter was the one I first practiced voice with."
"I remember. You were always great, no practice needed," Hunter said with a big floppy grin. "Those nights in Chicago were the best I have ever had." Michelle returned his now knowing glance.
"Ah, ah, ah," Mary said stepping between them, leaning into Michelle, "You must say the magic words first."
"Michelle, I love you," Hunter said with a whisper, pushing Mary aside gently, "I always have, I never forgot you. I know now that my feelings for Cal were just memories of the wonderful times we shard those many months ago," hunter took Michelle's face in his hands and kissed her gently. Mary stood back with a sort of confused smile on her face. Morgan looked at her, tears falling. Morgan always got a little emotional. She looked over to Cal, and saw him staring at Mary, long and lust filled. Rage flew threw Morgan, everyone in the room felt it.
"Morgan, as I said before, I can never forget you. You are a part of me," Confusion past Hunters face. "How are we going to do this? I love Michelle, and I love Morgan. I think I love Cal, and Mary is a definite bonus when she is with Michelle. I don't think Morgan will go along with this, but I think the others just might," He glanced back into Michelle's eyes, and knew it was okay with her. He glanced over at Cal, he was still looking at Mary, and Mary nodded. She had Cal so whipped. Morgan was the last. She looked at him with tears.
"I hate this. I love you both. I cannot live without either of you. I thought I could." She said with a sigh, "If being with Hunter and Cal means that I have to share them with you two, I'm okay with that." She smiled, "It's not like you guys are horrible. I remember reading the letters from you in Hunters desk. They were emotional, always making me cry because I had him, and neither of you did."
"I could always say no to them while they were away," hunter said with a stroke of his hand against Michelle's arm, "But when they are here, it's always so hard."
"No, Morgan, come back. I feel really bad ending it this way. I just love Cal; I know I can't live without him. I love you also. so much. You don't understand quite how much I don't think," Hunter said with a wistful look in his eye. Cal seeing this shifted his eyes nervously from Hunter to Morgan.
"I love you too, Morgan. I always have. I still think we are soul mates in my heart. Hunter and I have something special, and if we aren't soul mates I don't want to know what we are. I'm just happy. Happy in a way I couldn't get with just you. You have your moments though. Hunter is as cute as a bunny, and as sweet as a lamb. I love him, but I love you too." Cal said, now included in the wistful staring contest.
It was Morgan who moved first, going to Cal and hugging him. "I missed you so much. It was so hard without you. I was so lost." She began to cry.
"Now, now Morgan. I'm here now, and Hunter was with you when I couldn't be. Don't cry, love," Cal said stroking her hair. He made another face and hunter mouthed comments like 'cry baby' and 'does she ever not cry?' behind her back.
"Yet again with the laughing. Hunter, stop it!"
The door opened. In walked a petite brunette; she was beautiful in her own way, with shining green eyes. Her hair was mid-back, and fell in a cascade of beauty, almost mesmerizing.
Hunter looked almost shocked, "Michelle," he whispered and went to the young girl. "I thought you were still in Miami, how did you get here? When did you get here?" he asked.
"I came as soon as I heard of Cal. Mary missed him so," she said as she stroked hunters face.
"Where is Mary," Cal asked with soft eyes, remembrance on his face. "Right here," a voice came from the door, a small figure, even shorter then Michelle, blocked out the sun. As she moved forward, the light parted around her, letting her be visible to the room. She had red hair down to her back, with deep brown eyes. She came up to Michelle, wrapped her arms around her form behind, and kissed her cheek.
"Michelle, I have missed you more then you could ever know." Hunter seemed wistful, his eyes filled with longing as he reached for her again.
"Nope, no touchy, she's mine until you claim her," Mary said with a giggle, sweeping her hair back from her eyes. "We missed you both when you left us in Chicago. We thought you would always be with us. You are our soul mates" "Okay, you guys have way too many soul mates. way too many," Morgan said as she fell back into step, this time determined to get to the door.
"Morgan," a voice echoed along the walls. "Morgan, come back, we didn't mean any harm." Michelle. She was one of the most powerful blood witches Morgan had laid eyes upon. Mary was a close second, but would never quite pass her.
"How did you do that?" Morgan asked putting her back against the wall next to the door for support.
"Practice," Michelle said with a glance at her rings. "Lots, and lots of practice," she put a hand threw Mary's hair, kissing her temple as you would a child. "In fact, Hunter was the one I first practiced voice with."
"I remember. You were always great, no practice needed," Hunter said with a big floppy grin. "Those nights in Chicago were the best I have ever had." Michelle returned his now knowing glance.
"Ah, ah, ah," Mary said stepping between them, leaning into Michelle, "You must say the magic words first."
"Michelle, I love you," Hunter said with a whisper, pushing Mary aside gently, "I always have, I never forgot you. I know now that my feelings for Cal were just memories of the wonderful times we shard those many months ago," hunter took Michelle's face in his hands and kissed her gently. Mary stood back with a sort of confused smile on her face. Morgan looked at her, tears falling. Morgan always got a little emotional. She looked over to Cal, and saw him staring at Mary, long and lust filled. Rage flew threw Morgan, everyone in the room felt it.
"Morgan, as I said before, I can never forget you. You are a part of me," Confusion past Hunters face. "How are we going to do this? I love Michelle, and I love Morgan. I think I love Cal, and Mary is a definite bonus when she is with Michelle. I don't think Morgan will go along with this, but I think the others just might," He glanced back into Michelle's eyes, and knew it was okay with her. He glanced over at Cal, he was still looking at Mary, and Mary nodded. She had Cal so whipped. Morgan was the last. She looked at him with tears.
"I hate this. I love you both. I cannot live without either of you. I thought I could." She said with a sigh, "If being with Hunter and Cal means that I have to share them with you two, I'm okay with that." She smiled, "It's not like you guys are horrible. I remember reading the letters from you in Hunters desk. They were emotional, always making me cry because I had him, and neither of you did."
"I could always say no to them while they were away," hunter said with a stroke of his hand against Michelle's arm, "But when they are here, it's always so hard."