A/N Please read and review, I have a lot of spare time at the minute so
I'll be posting quite fast. I have written a song fic about Morgan recently
so if you like the sound of it check it out, it's called Morgan's Torment.
Anyway here's the next chapter, Enjoy!
Chapter 4: Ireland.
Morgan sat next by the window on the flight to Dublin; she sat there twiddling her thumbs waiting for the plane to take off. She hadn't had any more disturbing dreams since the night she awoke with a pentagram drew by blood on her forehead.
"Nervous?" Hunter asked placing his hand on top of her twiddling thumbs, Morgan nodded a reply, "it's okay Morgan, I'll be right here for you every step of the way, well get to the bottom of these dreams and find out what they mean" Morgan sighed, he sounded so confident and definite, if only she could be as certain.
"Hello, this is your captain speaking, the weather seems good for take off, we should be arriving in Dublin around 6pm. At he minute Dublin is experiencing a little rain and we should expect a little turbulence when we fly over Europe. Until then enjoy the in-flight entertainment we have for you, our airhostess's are available for any questions you may have. We also have a range of duty free goods that will be going around and meals will be served in about an hour and half, so sit back and enjoy the flight, thank you for choosing Dublin air in your travels"
Then an airhostess appeared in front of them showing the safety precautions.
Morgan hated it after the airhostess's finished their safety talk, it meant the pilot was about to start the plane, how Morgan hated flying. She took hold of Hunter's hand and squeezed it tight then looked out of the window.
"Are you okay, love?" Hunter asked when he noticed his hand loosing its blood circulation. "Yeah, fine, just don't like flying that's all" she turned back to the window, she saw the airport getting smaller and smaller as the plane went higher.
Morgan heard a small "bing" from above her head and saw the seatbelt light switched off, "Thank the goddess" she cried as she threw of her belt and went to the toilet. Hunter followed her with his eyes and chuckled to himself.
About 3 hours later Morgan and Hunter were eating their in-flight meal, "Don't you hate the airplane food?" Hunter half muttered to himself, staring at it as if it was just going to eat itself.
"What you say?" Morgan asked as she was shovelling hers into her mouth. Hunter laughed again "Would you like mine?" he offered "Okay, I'll have some if I'm still hungry" "I think I'll get some peanuts," Hunter said pushing the button for a flight attendant.
"Oh Hunter, get a some headphones as well so we can watch the in- flight movie its gonna start in 10 minutes" "What film is it?" Hunter asked, "I dunno," Morgan said flipping through the magazine, "ooh Pirates of the Caribbean, that's supposed to be a good film" "oh yes I heard about that, sounds thrilling Orlando bloom and Johnny Depp flinging a load of swords around" "you gotta believe it" Morgan smiled.
A good 2 hours and a half later the plane was ready to land - this was the part Morgan hated.
"Where here!" Hunter cried when he got off the plane "Thank God!" Morgan said following him of the plane.
"Where too now?" Morgan asked when they collected their baggage "Train station, it takes us to a village right outside Cobh, there's a bed and breakfast there, we'll rest there the night and then we'll go find Belwicket tomorrow, sound good?"
"Sounds perfect" Morgan agreed, "How long is the train journey?" "About an hour" Hunter said "Argh crap" Morgan complained "More travelling!"
An hour and a half later Morgan and Hunter were checking themselves into the Travel lodge B&B. "Just one night?" the woman at the counter asked. "We don't know how long we're staying here, if we could just pay one night at a time, is that okay?" Hunter asked "Yes that fine, it's 75 pound a night, that's per room not per person" "That's fine thank you" Hunter said getting out £75 from his wallet, "Okay, I just need your signature here and here," the woman pointed at 2 places on a bill contract for Hunter to sign and he did, "Okay that's fine thank you, here's your key, you have room 12a, have a nice night" The woman called after them as they headed up the stairs. "I don't like the room number" Morgan moaned, "Why is that?" Hunter asked "Because 12a is usually code for room 13 and there were 12 members of the old Belwicket, 13 including the daughter." "Ah well it must be fate then" Hunter said.
The next Morning, Hunter and Morgan slept in until 12.30pm, the time difference and jet lag threw them off balance, so much so that it was in fact Morgan who was awake first.
"Come on Hunter! Get up" Morgan shook Hunter up; she was already fully dressed, "Okay, I'm up" Hunter said, "How do you do that?" Morgan cried "Do what?" "That! As soon as you wake up you're all business and wide-awake, it takes me about 5 cups of coffee and a cold shower!" Hunter laughed, "Well blame genetics" "Okay, I will" Morgan joked, "Damn you genetics!" she yelled aloud to no one in particular, "You're very peculiar, you know that?" Hunter said more like a statement than a question.
"So what's the address again?" Morgan asked, Hunter took a small piece of paper from his pocket that Alwyn had written Kerry's address on, "73 Greenfield Way it says here" "Do they know we're coming?" "Well Alwyn rang her friends uncle, that Dougal Carrigan, so I expect he told Kerry, oh here we go, 69, 70, 71, 72 ah 73" Hunter recited each house number as he passed and stopped outside the gate of 73 Greenfield Way.
"Okay, here I go." Morgan said with a light quiver in her voice.
A woman opened the door as they approached the front door, She was tall and slender, she had Morgan's long brown hair, although Morgan's was thicker and longer, she had Morgan's strong nose, but she had bright blue eyes and a face full of freckles.
"Morgan?" the woman asked
"Yeah, Morgan Rowlands, Riordan, whatever you wan to call me" she shrugged. The woman pulled her in for a hug.
"Oh goddess you're beautiful, you truly are a Riordan, you have so much of you mother in you. I'm Kerry Flynn. My mother married a leapvaughn so it explains my eye and freckles. But you, you are all Riordan, everything about you, all but those eyes, it's like looking into Ciaran's eyes, sorry I'm babbling and I haven't even invited you in! Please do come in," she said holding the door wide open for them both to enter.
"Hunter, isn't it?" Kerry asked when Hunter passed her
"Yes it is, nice to meet you" he held out a hand to shake it with Kerry's"
Morgan looked around the quaint cottage; it was so homey and inviting. Kerry showed them into the living room, which had a log fire going in it
"Please sit down, would you like anything to drink? Eat?" she offered
"If it's okay I wouldn't mind a cup of tea" Hunter asked "Morgan?" she asked "Yeah, tea would be great thanks" she replied.
She disappeared into the kitchen; Morgan and Hunter sat down on the small but amazingly comfortable couch. A minute or two later Kerry returned with a tray holding a steaming teapot, a small jug of milk, a bowl of sugar, three cups and a couple of digestive biscuits on a plate. She rested it on the coffee table in front of them.
"Help yourselves," she said taking a seat on a footstool, "So where are you staying?" she asked
"The Travel lodge B&B" Hunter told her
"Not anymore," she said "There's a spare room upstairs you two can take that"
"Are you sure?" Morgan asked
"Quite sure," she smiled, Morgan looked up at Kerry, the woman who knew her birth mother, her cousin, she grew up with my mother, she thought, Kerry seemed to be staring at her a lot too.
"I'm sorry," she started "it's just you have so much of Maeve in you, but when I look at your eyes, I'm reminded of the monster that killed her" she sighed "I hope you don't turn out like him"
"I don't think you need to worry about that" Hunter said "a couple of years ago he tried to kill her, but she knew his true name so she put a strong binding spell on him and we stripped him of his powers straight away, she's proved herself over and over that she's good."
"Yes I think I may have heard something about that, where is he now?"
"He's dead" Morgan said quietly "After he was stripped he was put in some home in Dublin and he became a bit suicidal, although he didn't have no powers anymore, he found the strength to sneak into the kitchen and stab himself, life without his magick was like living like a ghost but you're still living and breathing." Morgan explained.
"Good, he belongs 6 feet under after what he did to poor Maeve and Angus, anyway moving on to a lighter topic, Belwicket is having a circle tomorrow night, your both invited, actually I don't think you need an invite Morgan, the coven is technically yours" Kerry said.
"Err, Kerry if you don't mind, I would like to ask you a few questions." Morgan asked
"Of course, go ahead" she sat forward eager to hear Morgan was going to ask.
"I heard you married a DARK woodbane, Michael Flynn, did you know he was evil?" Kerry's face dropped "Well, no, not for until a while after we were married, people kept telling me he was but I wouldn't believe them, but we were soul mates, when I found out, I didn't really care, I loved him too much. But he died two years after the dark wave was sent"
Hunter and Morgan's eyes flashed straight on Kerry, "About that, how did you and Michael escape the dark wave, and the other two, Ryann Duffy and Mariah Keefe?" Hunter asked
"Well Michael and I were actually on our honeymoon at the time, we went over to America to see Maeve and Angus, Ryann was 18 at the time, his Grandmother got sick so he went to visit her in Cork and Mariah was treated to a shopping trip in Dublin for her birthday she went with her non-witch boyfriend Tommy White, I still can't believe she married him" Kerry shook her head in disapproval.
"So will you take me up on my offer to stay here?" Kerry asked
Hunter and Morgan looked at each other for a while reading each other's thoughts on the subject.
"Well it will help, I don't think we could dish out £75 every night from our trust fund, we've been saving that for a year now" Hunter told Morgan
"Yeah, I guess it's a sensible option," she agreed "Yeah okay then" she turned to Kerry, "We'll stay" Kerry smiled, "excellent" she said.
Chapter 4: Ireland.
Morgan sat next by the window on the flight to Dublin; she sat there twiddling her thumbs waiting for the plane to take off. She hadn't had any more disturbing dreams since the night she awoke with a pentagram drew by blood on her forehead.
"Nervous?" Hunter asked placing his hand on top of her twiddling thumbs, Morgan nodded a reply, "it's okay Morgan, I'll be right here for you every step of the way, well get to the bottom of these dreams and find out what they mean" Morgan sighed, he sounded so confident and definite, if only she could be as certain.
"Hello, this is your captain speaking, the weather seems good for take off, we should be arriving in Dublin around 6pm. At he minute Dublin is experiencing a little rain and we should expect a little turbulence when we fly over Europe. Until then enjoy the in-flight entertainment we have for you, our airhostess's are available for any questions you may have. We also have a range of duty free goods that will be going around and meals will be served in about an hour and half, so sit back and enjoy the flight, thank you for choosing Dublin air in your travels"
Then an airhostess appeared in front of them showing the safety precautions.
Morgan hated it after the airhostess's finished their safety talk, it meant the pilot was about to start the plane, how Morgan hated flying. She took hold of Hunter's hand and squeezed it tight then looked out of the window.
"Are you okay, love?" Hunter asked when he noticed his hand loosing its blood circulation. "Yeah, fine, just don't like flying that's all" she turned back to the window, she saw the airport getting smaller and smaller as the plane went higher.
Morgan heard a small "bing" from above her head and saw the seatbelt light switched off, "Thank the goddess" she cried as she threw of her belt and went to the toilet. Hunter followed her with his eyes and chuckled to himself.
About 3 hours later Morgan and Hunter were eating their in-flight meal, "Don't you hate the airplane food?" Hunter half muttered to himself, staring at it as if it was just going to eat itself.
"What you say?" Morgan asked as she was shovelling hers into her mouth. Hunter laughed again "Would you like mine?" he offered "Okay, I'll have some if I'm still hungry" "I think I'll get some peanuts," Hunter said pushing the button for a flight attendant.
"Oh Hunter, get a some headphones as well so we can watch the in- flight movie its gonna start in 10 minutes" "What film is it?" Hunter asked, "I dunno," Morgan said flipping through the magazine, "ooh Pirates of the Caribbean, that's supposed to be a good film" "oh yes I heard about that, sounds thrilling Orlando bloom and Johnny Depp flinging a load of swords around" "you gotta believe it" Morgan smiled.
A good 2 hours and a half later the plane was ready to land - this was the part Morgan hated.
"Where here!" Hunter cried when he got off the plane "Thank God!" Morgan said following him of the plane.
"Where too now?" Morgan asked when they collected their baggage "Train station, it takes us to a village right outside Cobh, there's a bed and breakfast there, we'll rest there the night and then we'll go find Belwicket tomorrow, sound good?"
"Sounds perfect" Morgan agreed, "How long is the train journey?" "About an hour" Hunter said "Argh crap" Morgan complained "More travelling!"
An hour and a half later Morgan and Hunter were checking themselves into the Travel lodge B&B. "Just one night?" the woman at the counter asked. "We don't know how long we're staying here, if we could just pay one night at a time, is that okay?" Hunter asked "Yes that fine, it's 75 pound a night, that's per room not per person" "That's fine thank you" Hunter said getting out £75 from his wallet, "Okay, I just need your signature here and here," the woman pointed at 2 places on a bill contract for Hunter to sign and he did, "Okay that's fine thank you, here's your key, you have room 12a, have a nice night" The woman called after them as they headed up the stairs. "I don't like the room number" Morgan moaned, "Why is that?" Hunter asked "Because 12a is usually code for room 13 and there were 12 members of the old Belwicket, 13 including the daughter." "Ah well it must be fate then" Hunter said.
The next Morning, Hunter and Morgan slept in until 12.30pm, the time difference and jet lag threw them off balance, so much so that it was in fact Morgan who was awake first.
"Come on Hunter! Get up" Morgan shook Hunter up; she was already fully dressed, "Okay, I'm up" Hunter said, "How do you do that?" Morgan cried "Do what?" "That! As soon as you wake up you're all business and wide-awake, it takes me about 5 cups of coffee and a cold shower!" Hunter laughed, "Well blame genetics" "Okay, I will" Morgan joked, "Damn you genetics!" she yelled aloud to no one in particular, "You're very peculiar, you know that?" Hunter said more like a statement than a question.
"So what's the address again?" Morgan asked, Hunter took a small piece of paper from his pocket that Alwyn had written Kerry's address on, "73 Greenfield Way it says here" "Do they know we're coming?" "Well Alwyn rang her friends uncle, that Dougal Carrigan, so I expect he told Kerry, oh here we go, 69, 70, 71, 72 ah 73" Hunter recited each house number as he passed and stopped outside the gate of 73 Greenfield Way.
"Okay, here I go." Morgan said with a light quiver in her voice.
A woman opened the door as they approached the front door, She was tall and slender, she had Morgan's long brown hair, although Morgan's was thicker and longer, she had Morgan's strong nose, but she had bright blue eyes and a face full of freckles.
"Morgan?" the woman asked
"Yeah, Morgan Rowlands, Riordan, whatever you wan to call me" she shrugged. The woman pulled her in for a hug.
"Oh goddess you're beautiful, you truly are a Riordan, you have so much of you mother in you. I'm Kerry Flynn. My mother married a leapvaughn so it explains my eye and freckles. But you, you are all Riordan, everything about you, all but those eyes, it's like looking into Ciaran's eyes, sorry I'm babbling and I haven't even invited you in! Please do come in," she said holding the door wide open for them both to enter.
"Hunter, isn't it?" Kerry asked when Hunter passed her
"Yes it is, nice to meet you" he held out a hand to shake it with Kerry's"
Morgan looked around the quaint cottage; it was so homey and inviting. Kerry showed them into the living room, which had a log fire going in it
"Please sit down, would you like anything to drink? Eat?" she offered
"If it's okay I wouldn't mind a cup of tea" Hunter asked "Morgan?" she asked "Yeah, tea would be great thanks" she replied.
She disappeared into the kitchen; Morgan and Hunter sat down on the small but amazingly comfortable couch. A minute or two later Kerry returned with a tray holding a steaming teapot, a small jug of milk, a bowl of sugar, three cups and a couple of digestive biscuits on a plate. She rested it on the coffee table in front of them.
"Help yourselves," she said taking a seat on a footstool, "So where are you staying?" she asked
"The Travel lodge B&B" Hunter told her
"Not anymore," she said "There's a spare room upstairs you two can take that"
"Are you sure?" Morgan asked
"Quite sure," she smiled, Morgan looked up at Kerry, the woman who knew her birth mother, her cousin, she grew up with my mother, she thought, Kerry seemed to be staring at her a lot too.
"I'm sorry," she started "it's just you have so much of Maeve in you, but when I look at your eyes, I'm reminded of the monster that killed her" she sighed "I hope you don't turn out like him"
"I don't think you need to worry about that" Hunter said "a couple of years ago he tried to kill her, but she knew his true name so she put a strong binding spell on him and we stripped him of his powers straight away, she's proved herself over and over that she's good."
"Yes I think I may have heard something about that, where is he now?"
"He's dead" Morgan said quietly "After he was stripped he was put in some home in Dublin and he became a bit suicidal, although he didn't have no powers anymore, he found the strength to sneak into the kitchen and stab himself, life without his magick was like living like a ghost but you're still living and breathing." Morgan explained.
"Good, he belongs 6 feet under after what he did to poor Maeve and Angus, anyway moving on to a lighter topic, Belwicket is having a circle tomorrow night, your both invited, actually I don't think you need an invite Morgan, the coven is technically yours" Kerry said.
"Err, Kerry if you don't mind, I would like to ask you a few questions." Morgan asked
"Of course, go ahead" she sat forward eager to hear Morgan was going to ask.
"I heard you married a DARK woodbane, Michael Flynn, did you know he was evil?" Kerry's face dropped "Well, no, not for until a while after we were married, people kept telling me he was but I wouldn't believe them, but we were soul mates, when I found out, I didn't really care, I loved him too much. But he died two years after the dark wave was sent"
Hunter and Morgan's eyes flashed straight on Kerry, "About that, how did you and Michael escape the dark wave, and the other two, Ryann Duffy and Mariah Keefe?" Hunter asked
"Well Michael and I were actually on our honeymoon at the time, we went over to America to see Maeve and Angus, Ryann was 18 at the time, his Grandmother got sick so he went to visit her in Cork and Mariah was treated to a shopping trip in Dublin for her birthday she went with her non-witch boyfriend Tommy White, I still can't believe she married him" Kerry shook her head in disapproval.
"So will you take me up on my offer to stay here?" Kerry asked
Hunter and Morgan looked at each other for a while reading each other's thoughts on the subject.
"Well it will help, I don't think we could dish out £75 every night from our trust fund, we've been saving that for a year now" Hunter told Morgan
"Yeah, I guess it's a sensible option," she agreed "Yeah okay then" she turned to Kerry, "We'll stay" Kerry smiled, "excellent" she said.
