A/N: THANK THE peoples, only one day of school left! till next monday
I was walking up the stairs to my house. Hunter's house. As I took each step, another was added. Hunter stood with a brunette little girl, a blonde toddler, and a baby wrapped in a blanket. They weren't getting any closer, but they weren't getting any farther away. They were there but just out of reach.
"Morgan, you can never have te family you want. Never"
"No." I whispered, yet it echoed.
"She'll wake up Mrs. Rowlands, don't worry. She's a strong girl." It took a second for it to register who was talking.. Sky. I think. I didn't want to open my eyes, for some reason.
"I know she will dear. I know." Mom replied.
"What I want to know, is why she couldn't have stopped it. You are all witches, why didn't you help her?" Mary K angrily said. It sent a shiver up my spine.
"Mary Kathleen!" Mom scolded. I blinked quickly, my eyes not adjusting to the lights.
"Mary K it wasn't their fault." I said, clearing the sleep from my throat. I felt all eyes turn to me. Mom, Dad, Mary K, Hunter, Sky, Maille, Moira and a girl I assumed was Alwyn.
"Your awake!" They all exclaimed at once. Hunter, who was closest smoothered me in kisses. Everyone else soon got their turn. "What happened?"
"You fell from the ride." Moira told me, hugging me tightly. Dad ran off to find a doctor. "You fell, and you shouldn't have."
"Moira, honey, don't blame yourself." Hunter said sternly. Dad came back with a doctor, and cleared everyone away from me. He pulled out a flashlight, and made me follow the light with my eyes. He did a few other things then said, "Your leg isn't broken, or sprained, but you might not want to walk on it for a week. You got quite a few bruises on your arms, and leg, and a tiny concussion. I'm sure you can feel that gash above your eye, which by the way we stitched up. Other than that your fine."
"So, does that mean I can go home?" I asked hopefully. He nodded, and I clapped joyfully. "Do you want to rent some crutches?"
"No, that's fine, we have some at home." Dad told him. He nodded, shook dad's hand, then left. "So Morgan, I'll go bring the car around. We'll let you get dressed." He kissed my forehead, and walked out of the room, with mom and Mary K.
"Hullo Morgan." Sky waved and smiled, giggling slightly.
"Hey Sky. Welcome back to Widow's Vale. Watching me fly from a ride wasn't exactly what I was expecting."
"Neither was I. Hunter, I'll go grab your car if you want to talk to Morgan." She offered. Hunter dug in his pocket, and fished out his keys. He tossed them over to Sky, and she walked out gracefully.
"Well mom, I gotta say you scared the hell out of us." Moira laughed uneasily. "Dad was pacing so much, we all thought he might burn a hole in the ground."
"Hunter," a small, blonde haired girl stood furthest away from me. Hunter turned to her. "I think I'm going to go.." He walked over to her and pulled her to me.
"Morgan, this is my sister. Alwyn, this is Morgan." I smiled at Alwyn. She looked a lot like Hunter. Blonde hair, pale skin, green eyes. She was a lot shorter though, couldn't be much taller than 5'4.
"Hunter talks about you a lot on the phone." Alwyn said shyly. I blushed. "All the time." She added. I blushed harder.
Hunter noticed and laughed. *We are going to have two daughters, and me talking about you makes you blush?*
"Well, Alwyn, he talks about you quite a lot to." I mumbled, trying to push the images out of my head, and keep my cheeks from starting on fire.
"Come on Auntie, let's go, and let Mom get dressed." Maille said. She looked at me quickly, then looked away. *Maille?* She ignored me, then took Moira and Alwyn away. I looked at Hunter.
"She's blaming herself." He sighed.
My eyes widened, "What?! She couldn't have done anything! I couldn't do anything. Why does she blame herself for everything?" I grumbled. Hunter sat down beside me. I started to get up, but realized I was wearing one of those stupid hospital gowns with the open flap in the back. I dropped back down.
"Need some help?" Hunter asked, rising out of his seat.
"Actually, yea. What happened to my clothes? Where are they?" I couldn't see them anywhere in my room. Hunter scratched his nose.
"They kinda had to cut them. Your leg was really swollen, and...." I groaned. There went my favorite pair of jeans. "I guess we all forgot about that. I'll go tell your mom. She can bring you some." He turned, but I grabbed his elbow.
"Are you taking Moira, Maille, Alwyn and Sky back to your house?" He nodded. "You know, you should go back to the carnival. Win your girl's some stuff to take back to the future with them."
"Morgan?! You just flew off a ride at this carnival, I don't want to go back there."
"That was a ride, not a game. I just want Maille to forget about this. Take her mind off blaming herself. Please. Win them all something pretty." I batted my eyelashes the best I knew how, and gave him my puppy dog face.
"What about you?" He asked. I looked at him with a strange look.
"I can't walk. What am I supposed to do. Take them. Have fun."
"Maybe." He replied, squeezing my hand, then going out the door. I was alone again. Alone, sore and extremely tired. I fell asleep again.
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I was walking up the stairs to my house. Hunter's house. As I took each step, another was added. Hunter stood with a brunette little girl, a blonde toddler, and a baby wrapped in a blanket. They weren't getting any closer, but they weren't getting any farther away. They were there but just out of reach.
"Morgan, you can never have te family you want. Never"
"No." I whispered, yet it echoed.
"She'll wake up Mrs. Rowlands, don't worry. She's a strong girl." It took a second for it to register who was talking.. Sky. I think. I didn't want to open my eyes, for some reason.
"I know she will dear. I know." Mom replied.
"What I want to know, is why she couldn't have stopped it. You are all witches, why didn't you help her?" Mary K angrily said. It sent a shiver up my spine.
"Mary Kathleen!" Mom scolded. I blinked quickly, my eyes not adjusting to the lights.
"Mary K it wasn't their fault." I said, clearing the sleep from my throat. I felt all eyes turn to me. Mom, Dad, Mary K, Hunter, Sky, Maille, Moira and a girl I assumed was Alwyn.
"Your awake!" They all exclaimed at once. Hunter, who was closest smoothered me in kisses. Everyone else soon got their turn. "What happened?"
"You fell from the ride." Moira told me, hugging me tightly. Dad ran off to find a doctor. "You fell, and you shouldn't have."
"Moira, honey, don't blame yourself." Hunter said sternly. Dad came back with a doctor, and cleared everyone away from me. He pulled out a flashlight, and made me follow the light with my eyes. He did a few other things then said, "Your leg isn't broken, or sprained, but you might not want to walk on it for a week. You got quite a few bruises on your arms, and leg, and a tiny concussion. I'm sure you can feel that gash above your eye, which by the way we stitched up. Other than that your fine."
"So, does that mean I can go home?" I asked hopefully. He nodded, and I clapped joyfully. "Do you want to rent some crutches?"
"No, that's fine, we have some at home." Dad told him. He nodded, shook dad's hand, then left. "So Morgan, I'll go bring the car around. We'll let you get dressed." He kissed my forehead, and walked out of the room, with mom and Mary K.
"Hullo Morgan." Sky waved and smiled, giggling slightly.
"Hey Sky. Welcome back to Widow's Vale. Watching me fly from a ride wasn't exactly what I was expecting."
"Neither was I. Hunter, I'll go grab your car if you want to talk to Morgan." She offered. Hunter dug in his pocket, and fished out his keys. He tossed them over to Sky, and she walked out gracefully.
"Well mom, I gotta say you scared the hell out of us." Moira laughed uneasily. "Dad was pacing so much, we all thought he might burn a hole in the ground."
"Hunter," a small, blonde haired girl stood furthest away from me. Hunter turned to her. "I think I'm going to go.." He walked over to her and pulled her to me.
"Morgan, this is my sister. Alwyn, this is Morgan." I smiled at Alwyn. She looked a lot like Hunter. Blonde hair, pale skin, green eyes. She was a lot shorter though, couldn't be much taller than 5'4.
"Hunter talks about you a lot on the phone." Alwyn said shyly. I blushed. "All the time." She added. I blushed harder.
Hunter noticed and laughed. *We are going to have two daughters, and me talking about you makes you blush?*
"Well, Alwyn, he talks about you quite a lot to." I mumbled, trying to push the images out of my head, and keep my cheeks from starting on fire.
"Come on Auntie, let's go, and let Mom get dressed." Maille said. She looked at me quickly, then looked away. *Maille?* She ignored me, then took Moira and Alwyn away. I looked at Hunter.
"She's blaming herself." He sighed.
My eyes widened, "What?! She couldn't have done anything! I couldn't do anything. Why does she blame herself for everything?" I grumbled. Hunter sat down beside me. I started to get up, but realized I was wearing one of those stupid hospital gowns with the open flap in the back. I dropped back down.
"Need some help?" Hunter asked, rising out of his seat.
"Actually, yea. What happened to my clothes? Where are they?" I couldn't see them anywhere in my room. Hunter scratched his nose.
"They kinda had to cut them. Your leg was really swollen, and...." I groaned. There went my favorite pair of jeans. "I guess we all forgot about that. I'll go tell your mom. She can bring you some." He turned, but I grabbed his elbow.
"Are you taking Moira, Maille, Alwyn and Sky back to your house?" He nodded. "You know, you should go back to the carnival. Win your girl's some stuff to take back to the future with them."
"Morgan?! You just flew off a ride at this carnival, I don't want to go back there."
"That was a ride, not a game. I just want Maille to forget about this. Take her mind off blaming herself. Please. Win them all something pretty." I batted my eyelashes the best I knew how, and gave him my puppy dog face.
"What about you?" He asked. I looked at him with a strange look.
"I can't walk. What am I supposed to do. Take them. Have fun."
"Maybe." He replied, squeezing my hand, then going out the door. I was alone again. Alone, sore and extremely tired. I fell asleep again.
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