Author's notes: You guys really want more, don't ya? Demanding little peoples. *yawns* Fine, I don't have a life of my own anyways. Here's the next installment of my fan fic.

At last it's time. All of my efforts will not go to waste. Finally we shall be together.

-Sgàth

My dreams were troubled by Cal once again. His golden eyes, as intense as a tiger's; his stunning smile, shining at all though I knew it was meant for me; his soft hair; his gentle touch…why am I feeling like this? I don't love Cal anymore, plus he's dead! "He's dead!" I exclaimed, waking myself up. Drenched in cold sweat I looked around my darkened room, almost expecting to see Cal's spirit staring down at me. Nothing but darkness.

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I must have fallen asleep because I awoke to my mom's normal, over-cheerful attempts to wake me. "Morgan, you're going to be late," she urged. I rubbed my eyes, attempting to open them enough to see.

"Where's Mary K.?" I asked, surprising myself with my observations. Normally Mary K. would have been the one to yell at me before I awoke to drive us to school.

"She left with Jaycee half an hour ago, Jaycee's mom picked them up to take them to school so that they could prepare for a project before class," she answered walking out my door. "Hurry up and take a shower, I'll put a poptart in the toaster for you."

I fell out of bed and made my way to the shower and upon finishing it, I threw on my clothing, not having Mary K. to tell me what to wear today, and made my way downstairs to grab my lukewarm poptart and diet coke before heading out the door. Another day… what was to come? So far this week almost everything had gone wrong… I could only imagine what was to come today.

Moodily I stared out of Das Boot's windshield as I drove down the roads toward school. Something was up with Mary K.: taking off without leaving a note, disappearing in the middle of the night, showing up at home with her clothes disheveled, getting home late, and surely lying to our mom. Was I being a good sister to not bring these up with my parents? No, they already knew and had dismissed it as nothing more than carelessness. There was definitely something up; my parents were never that slack. 'Don't be ridiculous, she has probably just found a guy and is too embarrassed to tell you. She's afraid that you might attack him just like you did with Bakker,' reason scolded me.

I pulled into the school parking lot, surprisingly earlier without Mary K. Kithic was already waiting on the steps. Alisa seemed to be fitting in much better and was in conversation with Jenna. In fact, it seemed that Matt was more of the outsider as he sat in the back, shadow half covering his face; I almost felt sorry for him, even after he had cheated on Jenna with Raven. Raven… she seemed almost an outsider as well, but the look of contempt that she gave me as I approached them kept me from feeling sorry for her as well. Though I did understand how it could be weird, considering she had broken up with Sky, and I was still dating Sky's cousin; or was I?

"So, how did it go yesterday?" Bree turned away from her conversation with Robbie.

"Oh…" I replied, I'd nearly forgotten that Bree was with me before I left to go talk to Hunter.

"That bad?"

"Well… considering I ended up running out of there without a coat, and throwing witchfire at his door… yes, I'd say that it was that bad," I replied a little sharper than I intended. Alisa's eyes got wider, she seemed to be afraid of me. I never knew what was going on with her, and didn't understand why she was even in Kithic if she was afraid of magick. Every once in a while a look came across her face… as if she wanted to say something but didn't know how to express it; no, that look… she was trying to hold back tears.

"You threw witchfire at Hunter?" Robbie's reaction was a cross between amusement and disappointment at my blatant abuse of power.

"Not really at him, at his door," my pitiful excuse was ineffective.

"What's this?" Sharon asked, her eyes shining.

"I… went to go apologize to Hunter and—" I started.

"And you ended up throwing witchfire at him… I can see how that makes a fitting apology," Ethan mused, receiving an elbow in his ribs from Sharon, yet again. "Hey! I was just kidding… that kind of hurt."

"Try being sensitive for once," Sharon scolded, though there was a hint of teasing in her voice.

"It's okay; I don't know… he's just… I don't know," I tried to express how I felt without telling them about the Council and all I had been through.

"Too controlling?" Raven offered, her voice showed her anger and her question seemed more of a statement. "Their whole fucking family is like that… dating you and then deciding that you aren't good enough for them as you are and need to change."

There was silence for a moment, no one sure of what to say next. "I didn't know that you and Sky had—" Alisa started, her innocence apparent in her voice, but Jenna quieted her before she could go any farther. It was none of the girl's business, and Goddess knows how Raven would react.

The bell finally rang and we made our way toward our separate classes. My thoughts of Mary K. being replaced by thoughts of Hunter, that was until I ran into Jaycee in the hallway after second.

"Hey Morgan," she greeted.

"Hi… Jaycee," I replied a little surprised that she stopped to talk to me.

"Is Mary K. sick today?" she asked, seeming a little worried.

"No… didn't she get a ride to school with you this morning?" I asked, suddenly feeling a little worried myself.

"No, why would you think—"

"I'm sorry Jaycee, I have to go!" I yelled back to her as I ran through the hallways and out toward my car.

"Miss Rowlands…?" the principal started to speak to me as I ran past.

In continued running, not caring what punishment would await me as I got back. Students gawked at me as I ran, and I heard whispers of 'What's going on?' and 'Is that Morgan?

Finally I made it to Das Boot and started it up again. The engine purred happily, and I found myself thankful that it was more reliable than Bree's car, Breezy. Once again I was driving without a destination already in mind, but feeling that I knew where I had to go. I took the windy roads at 15 miles above the speed limit, but I didn't run into any police cars along the way… but if I had, I doubt I would have stopped.

Soon I was at my destination, shaking inside of my car from the adrenaline rush. I looked out of the window, it wasn't the power sink as it had been the night before; I was back at Hunter's.

*Author's notes* I know this isn't as far as you probably wanted in the next part, but when a story writes itself it's best to let it stop itself too. I know, it took a horribly long time to get this part up, and I will try to be quicker with the rest. I estimate probably five more parts, more or less. Please continue with the reviews ^_^