A/N Okay, hope you're all still enjoying it, not just a quick read of the first few chapters then loose interest, I'm trying to make it more exciting! Here goes chapter 7! Enjoy!

Chapter 7: Confrontation.

"What are you doing in here?" Morgan and Hunter both turned from the desk to face Kerry with her arms folded, "I invite you into my house and let you stay here, what gives you the right to snoop around in my private library!" she demanded, "We're sorry," Morgan said quietly suddenly afraid of this woman for some reason, she had no reason to, she had defeated worse.

"Get out of this room now!" Kerry commanded, Morgan looked as if she was going to cave for a second but saw Hunter standing tall and thought better to stay put.
"NOW!" she repeated, ""How dare you break in to my library, get out!" She yelled at them, growing weaker, it appeared that she wasn't a very strong person she was caving in.

"We believe you are misusing Magicks." Hunter told her firmly, "Misusing magick! How dare you say such things! What gives you that idea?" She questioned,

"Where is the amulet?" Morgan asked, "Amulet? What amulet?" Kerry demanded, "Don't play games with us Kerry, you have it, we're not going to let you use it!" Hunter said firmly.

"Use what for the goddess's sake?" Kerry cried growing confused, Morgan and Hunter cast their senses and could feel that her confusion was genuine; she really didn't know anything about an amulet.

"Well we better go upstairs while we explain," Morgan said, "I think you better!" Kerry replied.

The all went upstairs and took a seat in the still cosy living room. "Now what is this all about an amulet?"

"The dreams started just over a week ago, all about that Celtic cross necklace, its actually an amulet, extremely dangerous, it drains the power from witches, all witches everywhere, this amulet absorbs it and the witch using it has all power, and only two witches ever have used it. One was Maura Riordan, the last evil witch of the Riordan family, she took the powers for not only herself but also her coven and her daughter, her daughter Mynra was the Sgiùrs dàns then stopped her by killing off the coven and her mother then started a new reformed Belwicket.
Mynra threw the amulet into the ocean and was found several years later by Rose MacEwan, it ended up killing her, she absorbed the powers straight into herself and for herself, the amount of powers entering her body was too intense, she exploded - literally." Morgan filled her in on more details after she told her the basic's including Rose's reformation as she died.

"Oh Goddess, so that what that was, I've read that somewhere at 2 points in time, all witches begun to writhe in pain and temporarily lost their powers and gained them again, but no one knew or could explain how or why."
"Well now we know," Morgan sighed softy.

"Just one more thing I want to know," Kerry said, "What?" Morgan asked her.
"How did you find the amulet? And get into my library for that matter, the strongest spells I know were on that door,"

Morgan shrugged, "Well the first time, I felt this, pull, which led me to the way of the library, the door pretty much swung open like it wanted me in there, second time, we wanted to get the amulet because we thought you we're evil and were planning to use it."
Kerry laughed at that, "well Morgan I admire your honesty."

Morgan shrugged, "I've been through a lot, I just don't trust people very easily anymore, same with Hunter, being an ex-seeker and all."

"So what do you propose we do with this amulet thing then" Kerry asked

"I think we should melt it down, so it can't be used ever again," Hunter said
"I agree, I mean if it gets into the wrong hands, who knows what will happen" Morgan said, "can we please have the amulet now?"

Kerry had a sad look on her face, and pulled it out from under her sweater and untied it from the back of her neck and handed it to Morgan.

"Thank you, Kerry, I know you must have grown attached to this," Morgan said softly, "It's just it was our ancestors, like a family heirloom, I'm going to miss it."

"I know but, it's the right thing to do," Hunter said. "So what are you going to do with it now?" Kerry asked "Wait until we go back to America, then we'll melt it down" "When will you be returning?" "It's really up to Morgan, I only bought one way tickets so she could choose when she felt ready to go home," "Morgan?" Kerry asked turning to her. "I think we should catch a flight on Sunday, it's Friday today and I think that gives us time to get ready, its not that I've not enjoyed it here or enjoyed Belwicket, I don't think I'm ready to lead Belwicket yet, and as soon as I am, I'll come back." She reasoned. "Fair enough, well I've enjoyed having you here Morgan, I still can't believe you're Maeve's daughter, even though it's extremely obvious." Kerry smiled and hugged Morgan.

"I was thinking we could go out tonight, Morgan" Hunter said later on, "We've been here about 3 days now and haven't really been out, we could go for a meal and then visit all the Irish pubs, sound good?" Morgan smiled "Yes, it does."

About an hour or so later, Morgan and Hunter were sitting in a nice little restaurant, The waitress had brought out their starters, Morgan had ordered onion soup and Hunter had a salad, "What's going on inside that head of yours?" Hunter asked noticing Morgan staring off into space "Uh huh, yeah sure," Morgan replied, not sure what she was replying to but she did so anyway, still deep in thought. "Hello? Morgan?" "Sorry what?" she said finally coming back to reality "I was asking you what you were thinking," Hunter told her,

"Oh, I was going over everything that's just happened, you know the dreams, finding the necklace, but its still not adding up completely, Kerry had said that Maeve had found it, how? It had been missing for decades, she didn't write anything about it in her book of shadows, and why now! There's something else to come, I wouldn't have these dreams just because I was destined to find it, and it just doesn't make sense!"

Hunter ran it all through his head, "I think you're right something isn't adding up, here" he agreed, "So what do you want to do?" "Well, I'm not in the mood for going round the pubs tonight," "Ah, Morgan come on, take your mind off things, we'll figure it out, you just need to unwind a bit." He smiled a second "Come on, you're legally allowed to drink over here now, why not enjoy it" Morgan caved and smiled, "Yeah okay then, why not take a break from facing the forces of evil, I'll deal with it tomorrow"

They had found a busy pub full of young adults like themselves, hunter was sat at the bar, he had found another blood witch called Peter who he got talking to, Morgan however, decided to let her hair down and was having a great time on the dance floor with some other girls she'd met in there,

"Hunter! Hunter!" Morgan walked quickly over to Hunter crying his name urgently, "Morgan what is it? Are you okay?" he asked beginning to panic, Morgan looked like she'd forgotten what she was going to say, then saw the bar man who was wearing a tall hat with the "Guiness" logo on it, Morgan burst into hysterics

"He has a funny hat!" "Okay, Morgan, just sit down with me now, you're trashed!" he said pulling her up as she nearly collapsed. His friend Peter began to laugh. "No, no, no, no, no" Morgan kept repeating, "you wanted me to come and take advantage of this age drink thingy - now I drink and dance! You dance with me!" she yelled trying to pull him up on the dance floor. "No Morgan, you go ahead," "Ooh you smelly soil splort!" she so wrongly pronounced, "Buy me anover whiskey sour thing, Hunt!" she slapped him on the back in a playful manner "No, Morgan, I think you've had enough" Hunter said in his oh-so sensible tone. "Fine!" Morgan yelled "I'll buy my own!" she fumbled around her pockets and pulled out a couple of euros then ordered a whiskey sour, then ran onto the dance floor back with the other girls she was with earlier.

"Look's like you got your handful with that one" Peter laughed "Nah, she's not normally like this, she's just been wound too tight lately and needs to let it loose, I find her amusing when she's pissed, but I love her more when she's herself" Hunter smiled at his fiancée letting it loose on the dance floor "Your lucky Hunter, I wish I knew my soul mate" "Well Morgan's one in a million," Hunter said taking a sip from his pint of Guiness.

"Hunter!" Morgan walked back up to the bar but tripped over a step on her way and burst into fits of laughter "Step there!" she cried, when she got back up and finally managed to get to Hunter without toppling over, "Hunter get me nother one, pooolice" she said now struggling to form proper sentences. "Okay Morgan, just one more, your seriously drunk!" he said almost laughing, "No, drunk, I swear to Hunter, I'm not the goddess" she then collapsed again,

"Oh, really" Hunter laughed picking her up, "Okay, jist a blit drunk, not lots though, HEEEEEEEY! Funny hat man! Whiskey sour!" the bar tender looked at Hunter asking for confirmation that he could give her another, Hunter nodded then sighed, "What am I going to do with you?" Hunter said. "Hunter I'm going to head back home, e mail me right?" Peter said putting his coat on "Sure, your address is in my pocket. Bye"

Hunter turned back to Morgan, who necked down her whiskey sour, "WoooWoooo!" Morgan yelled when she finished it, "Okay we're going home now Morgan, I think you've had enough"

Morgan put on her coat and started walking to the door followed by Hunter, "No, I don't want to go home!" she said when she got out the door, and she marched up the road on the way to Kerry's house, she turned back to Hunter who was stood looking at her in amusement "Are you clumbing, smo coach!" she yelled at him.