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I sat in the recliner, and watched my parents pace in front of me. Both still in pajama's, both of their hair messy. I ran a hand through my own hair, then cast out my senses. Mary K and Maille were sleeping deeply and peacefully. When I got to my parents, I was almost knocked out of my chair.
"Who is she?" Mom asked finally. She and Dad sat directly in front of me.
"Maille." I said slowly, trying to think of something to say.
"We know her name, Morgan. Why is she here?" Dad dragged his fingers through his thinning hair.
"Uh.."
"Who is she, Morgan? Why would Hunter's cousin be staying here? Why isn't she with him? Who is trying to kill you?" Mom paused for a second, "Why did she call you mom?" I knew she was going to end up asking that.
"Can you give me a minute? I don't want to scare you by blurting something stupid." I asked. Mom and Dad nodded. I thought for a few minutes. I could tell they were both getting impatient. "Ok. First of all, Maille isn't Hunter's cousin. She's staying with me because she wants to, and because I'm her mother." So much for not blurting out stupid things. Mom's jaw dropped, while dad gathered his thoughts.
"Explain." Dad grumbled.
I took a deep breath, "You aren't going to like it." Neither of them moved, so I carried on. "Maille comes from the future. She and Moira sent themselves back in time, to stop something that will eventually kill Hunter and me."
Dad's mouth moved for a second, but he didn't say anything. Finally he squeaked "Moira?" I looked between my parents. They were taking this well.
"Her sister. My other daughter." This was going to take awhile. "She's with her dad." I added. Mom and Dad looked at me, expecting an answer to their unasked question. "Hunter." A musty silence filled the room. I didn't want to look my parents in the eye.
Mom shifted in her seat, about to ask a few questions, she really didn't want to ask. "Are they..." I nodded. "What's trying to..."
"We know what it's called, now we're reading up on it."
"Can you stop it?" Dad asked. He grabbed moms hand and squeezed it a couple of times. I nodded.
"So your daughters sent themselves back in time, to save you from...How?" I cocked an eyebrow. She knew what I meant.
"This is exactly what I was afraid of. She got mixed up in something dangerous." Mom mumbled, leaning against dad.
"It's not dangerous mom. Ok, it is dangerous, but I cant help who I am. I can't just shut off the magick in my veins. I cant, I wont, and I don't want to." I stormed upstairs, and into my room, catching myself before I slammed the door. I looked at my daughter, who was sleeping undisturbed. She didn't appear to be having any bad dreams. I sat on my desk chair, just looking at her. Part of me wanted to completely forget about the dragon spirit and just let my girls stay here, the other half knew we had to figure this out, and set things straight.
I turned in my chair, and looked out the window. The sun was coming up. It was so calming. A mix of red, orange, yellow and pink.
*Mom*
*Morgan* Both were said at once. I jumped sky high with a large headache. I put my thumb and pointer finger to my forehead. I blocked anyone from sending me a message. I don't think I could handle it. If someone wanted to talk to me, they'd have to wait till a decent hour and call me. Using the phone. God, my head hurts. I lay down on Maille's empty cot, hoping that sleep will make my headache go away.
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I sat in the recliner, and watched my parents pace in front of me. Both still in pajama's, both of their hair messy. I ran a hand through my own hair, then cast out my senses. Mary K and Maille were sleeping deeply and peacefully. When I got to my parents, I was almost knocked out of my chair.
"Who is she?" Mom asked finally. She and Dad sat directly in front of me.
"Maille." I said slowly, trying to think of something to say.
"We know her name, Morgan. Why is she here?" Dad dragged his fingers through his thinning hair.
"Uh.."
"Who is she, Morgan? Why would Hunter's cousin be staying here? Why isn't she with him? Who is trying to kill you?" Mom paused for a second, "Why did she call you mom?" I knew she was going to end up asking that.
"Can you give me a minute? I don't want to scare you by blurting something stupid." I asked. Mom and Dad nodded. I thought for a few minutes. I could tell they were both getting impatient. "Ok. First of all, Maille isn't Hunter's cousin. She's staying with me because she wants to, and because I'm her mother." So much for not blurting out stupid things. Mom's jaw dropped, while dad gathered his thoughts.
"Explain." Dad grumbled.
I took a deep breath, "You aren't going to like it." Neither of them moved, so I carried on. "Maille comes from the future. She and Moira sent themselves back in time, to stop something that will eventually kill Hunter and me."
Dad's mouth moved for a second, but he didn't say anything. Finally he squeaked "Moira?" I looked between my parents. They were taking this well.
"Her sister. My other daughter." This was going to take awhile. "She's with her dad." I added. Mom and Dad looked at me, expecting an answer to their unasked question. "Hunter." A musty silence filled the room. I didn't want to look my parents in the eye.
Mom shifted in her seat, about to ask a few questions, she really didn't want to ask. "Are they..." I nodded. "What's trying to..."
"We know what it's called, now we're reading up on it."
"Can you stop it?" Dad asked. He grabbed moms hand and squeezed it a couple of times. I nodded.
"So your daughters sent themselves back in time, to save you from...How?" I cocked an eyebrow. She knew what I meant.
"This is exactly what I was afraid of. She got mixed up in something dangerous." Mom mumbled, leaning against dad.
"It's not dangerous mom. Ok, it is dangerous, but I cant help who I am. I can't just shut off the magick in my veins. I cant, I wont, and I don't want to." I stormed upstairs, and into my room, catching myself before I slammed the door. I looked at my daughter, who was sleeping undisturbed. She didn't appear to be having any bad dreams. I sat on my desk chair, just looking at her. Part of me wanted to completely forget about the dragon spirit and just let my girls stay here, the other half knew we had to figure this out, and set things straight.
I turned in my chair, and looked out the window. The sun was coming up. It was so calming. A mix of red, orange, yellow and pink.
*Mom*
*Morgan* Both were said at once. I jumped sky high with a large headache. I put my thumb and pointer finger to my forehead. I blocked anyone from sending me a message. I don't think I could handle it. If someone wanted to talk to me, they'd have to wait till a decent hour and call me. Using the phone. God, my head hurts. I lay down on Maille's empty cot, hoping that sleep will make my headache go away.
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