Disclaimer: Don't own it. Can't have it. But I'll definitely twist it to my own devices!

"Hunter, I have a problem. Hear me out before you say no though ok? I bumped into this kid at the supermarket, a runaway, he's gotta be. He can't be any older than fifteen or sixteen years old." Morgan rambled, standing at the payphone by the grocery store. ". And you want me to take him in. That's fine love, I'm all for helping someone in need. And to tell you the truth, it's been getting a bit lonely over here without Sam around." Hunter admitted. He had been feeling the emptiness of the house more and more since Sam left and he was grateful to finally have a distraction. "Great," Morgan sighed, " I'll bring him right over." Hanging up, she walked back towards the car. Dropping into the driver's seat, she turned to talk to him. " He wouldn't let me huh? I knew it, but it was worth a shot, thanks anyway, it was real nice of you to try..." He said, moving to open the door. "No. Wait, he said you could stay. As long as you need to, he'll feed you and everything, no charge." Morgan said, and he turned back around to face her. "Jeez," he said, suddenly blushing, "You've been so nice to me, given me a place to stay and all, and I don't even know your name." "That's right, it's Morgan, I completely forgot to ask you for yours." " Its...It's...Ea.it's David." Eamonn finally managed, he almost forgot that he couldn't use his Wiccan name. " Alright then David," Morgan said, looking a little skeptical, "Off to Hunter's."