A/N right I thought we should see a rare drunk - funny side of Morgan in
that last chapter, I amused myself writing it. Chapter 8 - (you know its
coming don't ya!) Enjoy!
Chapter 8: Hangover
Just as Hunter and Morgan reached the front door, she collapsed, and this time she was completely out of it. Hunter struggled with the door then; he rang the doorbell to wake Kerry so she could open it since he was now carrying Morgan.
Kerry came down in her nightgown and opened the door, "Hunter? What's going on you have a key," she then saw the passed out Morgan in his arm's "Ooh, okay" she laughed "What happened?
"She wanted to release all the stress and tension she's been carrying for the past few days, you think is funny, you should have seen her earlier." Hunter explained as he carried her up the stairs into their room, he laid her gently on the bed, took her shoes and coat off and pulled the covers over her.
"Is she okay?" Kerry asked, "Yeah, she'll be fine, with the exception of having an enormous hangover in the morning."
Kerry shook her head, "No, I mean with everything she's dealing with, her dreams we're so real to her and then learning all that about her ancestors in such a short time, it must have messed her up a bit"
"She's been through a lot worse like this, when she found out she was a blood witch, then she was adopted then her mother died in a burning barn, then later discovered she was killed by her mùirn betha dàns then realised that he was her father, I think on some level it has messed her up, but we'll get through it, we always do"
"Okay then, I'm going back to back, yell if you want anything" Kerry said leaving the room and closing the door behind her.
Hunter slipped into his pyjamas and settled down in the bed next to the drunk, sleeping Morgan, but he was unable to sleep; he just lay there on his back staring at the ceiling.
"Morning Morgan," Hunter said the next morning, when he sensed her waking up, he turned to look at her and laughed a bit, "You okay?" Morgan let out a groan, "Do you remember any of last night?" Hunter asked her "Bits and pieces, what happened?" "Well I think this go without saying, but you we're really, really drunk" Morgan groaned again, "I wasn't embarrassing was I?" Hunter laughed, "No, you weren't" he said softly kissing her forehead. "Coffee?" he asked, getting up and slipping on his jeans and a t-shirt, "Please" Morgan replied, Hunter went to open the curtains, "No! Harsh light, it's evil!" she groaned, "Sorry," Hunter laughed, closing them again.
Hunter went to the door, but before he opened it, Kerry came in with a steaming cup of tea, "Here, it will rid you of your hangover" Kerry handed it to Morgan, "Okay, been initiated since I was 14 and I forgot there are remedies and spells to rid you of a hangover," Hunter said, practically slapping his forehead, "I forgot too," Morgan croaked, "Killian put one on me before, when I was 17" Morgan recalled when she and her brother Killian went to a pub with the members of Kithic, about a year before it broke up.
"So are you still going to go tomorrow?" Kerry asked her, "I don't know yet, lets see what the day will bring," Morgan said after taking a sip of her tea instantly sounding so much better.
Later Morgan and Hunter took a walk on the sea front walking hand in hand, "I think we should stay put here for a while longer, I know something is going to happen, I feel it" She told him, "Well Morgan, you've got to trust your instincts" Hunter said, "Do you have any idea, even if it's just a guess, what could happen?"
Morgan looked at Hunter then fell to her knees, her head was pounding, she shut her eyes for just a second, and when she opened them -
~~~ Morgan looked around and saw with her new eyes what was to come, the sea was as black as night, the sand was replaced with layer upon layer of debris, the sky was so grey and daunting with hints of dark green streaking across it, the air was humid and unbearable, she couldn't breathe, where beautiful buildings had once been we're now piles of rubble and debris. The roads and beach were littered with bones, and dead bodies. ~~~
Morgan blinked again, what she saw was unbelievable. Things were back to normal when she looked around again. "Is she okay?" a man in his late 50's asked Hunter as he and his wife walked past them on the beach, "Yes, I think so" Hunter smiled at him, he bent down beside Morgan, "Morgan? Are you okay? What happened?" Hunter said softly. "So-so much death, destruction, we've got to stop it" Morgan stammered. She told Hunter what she had saw, "Sounds like a dark wave" Hunter said quietly, Morgan shook her head "No, this was something else, something more dangerous"
Hunter helped Morgan to her feet and sat her on a bench that was about 20 feet away.
"Morgan do you remember anything in particular, anything specific, that could tell us what could have caused this?" Morgan shook head, and began to cry, "It was bad Hunter, worse than anything we've ever faced, making the dark wave look like a small electric shock." "I know Morgan, please be strong for me, okay? Now do you remember anything, that could tell us what caused this?"
Morgan looked at Hunter as if he'd just suddenly grown another head, "We know what will do it, that amulet! Whoever is planning to use it could so easily do something like that but worse," Morgan almost yelled at him.
"But I thought it killed Rose for taking all of it," Hunter said "Yes, but that was then," Morgan said "What if this time, the user would know to store the power in the amulet and take out of it as much as he or she could cope with, or what if it's two or three people or maybe a whole coven, I just don't know Hunter, but I know that it was that amulet" Hunter looked at her thoughtfully "Let's go back shall we?" Morgan nodded.
They let themselves into the house, and could sense another witch inside, "Kerry?" Morgan shouted, "they're in the library" Hunter said.
As they drew closer to the library they felt pain coming out in waves, they ran down the stairs.
Kerry was under a strong binding spell, a man was circling her, he was dressed in black pants and a black shirt, he had mousy hair with streaks of grey and dark green eyes, "Is this her?" he yelled at Kerry, who couldn't do anything but nod, her eyes were streaming with tears.
"Sorry, love, didn't quite hear you!" he yelled at her with a strong Irish accent, "Yes, yes Michael, please don't, don't hurt me" Kerry spluttered.
"Who are you? What are you doing to her?" Morgan cried.
"Sorry! How rude of me not to introduce myself -" "I don't want you to introduce yourself, get out!" Morgan said threatening him, her voice went deep and strong, like the powerful witch within Morgan was taking over.
"Ooh, I like her Kerry," he said, "She's a feisty one" he laughed, "Full of empty threats, she's just a child"
"Less empty than you think," Morgan warned, she gathered up all the power she could and sent him flying across the room with a ball of witch fire, almost breaking his hold on Kerry, but not almost enough.
"Well, well," said the man getting to his feet, tightening his hold on Kerry again, "Stronger then you look" "A lot stronger" Morgan threatened again.
"So, you must be the infamous Morgan Riordan, Maeve's child, heard a lot about you" He said smiling.
"Yes, and you are?" Morgan asked
"I thought you didn't want an introduction" he smirked
"Well, I'll be curious to know the name of the man who will suffer at the hands of Morgan Riordan" she gave him an eerie smile.
The laughed, unimpressed, "Well, if you must know, the names Michael Flynn, Kerry's Husband"
Chapter 8: Hangover
Just as Hunter and Morgan reached the front door, she collapsed, and this time she was completely out of it. Hunter struggled with the door then; he rang the doorbell to wake Kerry so she could open it since he was now carrying Morgan.
Kerry came down in her nightgown and opened the door, "Hunter? What's going on you have a key," she then saw the passed out Morgan in his arm's "Ooh, okay" she laughed "What happened?
"She wanted to release all the stress and tension she's been carrying for the past few days, you think is funny, you should have seen her earlier." Hunter explained as he carried her up the stairs into their room, he laid her gently on the bed, took her shoes and coat off and pulled the covers over her.
"Is she okay?" Kerry asked, "Yeah, she'll be fine, with the exception of having an enormous hangover in the morning."
Kerry shook her head, "No, I mean with everything she's dealing with, her dreams we're so real to her and then learning all that about her ancestors in such a short time, it must have messed her up a bit"
"She's been through a lot worse like this, when she found out she was a blood witch, then she was adopted then her mother died in a burning barn, then later discovered she was killed by her mùirn betha dàns then realised that he was her father, I think on some level it has messed her up, but we'll get through it, we always do"
"Okay then, I'm going back to back, yell if you want anything" Kerry said leaving the room and closing the door behind her.
Hunter slipped into his pyjamas and settled down in the bed next to the drunk, sleeping Morgan, but he was unable to sleep; he just lay there on his back staring at the ceiling.
"Morning Morgan," Hunter said the next morning, when he sensed her waking up, he turned to look at her and laughed a bit, "You okay?" Morgan let out a groan, "Do you remember any of last night?" Hunter asked her "Bits and pieces, what happened?" "Well I think this go without saying, but you we're really, really drunk" Morgan groaned again, "I wasn't embarrassing was I?" Hunter laughed, "No, you weren't" he said softly kissing her forehead. "Coffee?" he asked, getting up and slipping on his jeans and a t-shirt, "Please" Morgan replied, Hunter went to open the curtains, "No! Harsh light, it's evil!" she groaned, "Sorry," Hunter laughed, closing them again.
Hunter went to the door, but before he opened it, Kerry came in with a steaming cup of tea, "Here, it will rid you of your hangover" Kerry handed it to Morgan, "Okay, been initiated since I was 14 and I forgot there are remedies and spells to rid you of a hangover," Hunter said, practically slapping his forehead, "I forgot too," Morgan croaked, "Killian put one on me before, when I was 17" Morgan recalled when she and her brother Killian went to a pub with the members of Kithic, about a year before it broke up.
"So are you still going to go tomorrow?" Kerry asked her, "I don't know yet, lets see what the day will bring," Morgan said after taking a sip of her tea instantly sounding so much better.
Later Morgan and Hunter took a walk on the sea front walking hand in hand, "I think we should stay put here for a while longer, I know something is going to happen, I feel it" She told him, "Well Morgan, you've got to trust your instincts" Hunter said, "Do you have any idea, even if it's just a guess, what could happen?"
Morgan looked at Hunter then fell to her knees, her head was pounding, she shut her eyes for just a second, and when she opened them -
~~~ Morgan looked around and saw with her new eyes what was to come, the sea was as black as night, the sand was replaced with layer upon layer of debris, the sky was so grey and daunting with hints of dark green streaking across it, the air was humid and unbearable, she couldn't breathe, where beautiful buildings had once been we're now piles of rubble and debris. The roads and beach were littered with bones, and dead bodies. ~~~
Morgan blinked again, what she saw was unbelievable. Things were back to normal when she looked around again. "Is she okay?" a man in his late 50's asked Hunter as he and his wife walked past them on the beach, "Yes, I think so" Hunter smiled at him, he bent down beside Morgan, "Morgan? Are you okay? What happened?" Hunter said softly. "So-so much death, destruction, we've got to stop it" Morgan stammered. She told Hunter what she had saw, "Sounds like a dark wave" Hunter said quietly, Morgan shook her head "No, this was something else, something more dangerous"
Hunter helped Morgan to her feet and sat her on a bench that was about 20 feet away.
"Morgan do you remember anything in particular, anything specific, that could tell us what could have caused this?" Morgan shook head, and began to cry, "It was bad Hunter, worse than anything we've ever faced, making the dark wave look like a small electric shock." "I know Morgan, please be strong for me, okay? Now do you remember anything, that could tell us what caused this?"
Morgan looked at Hunter as if he'd just suddenly grown another head, "We know what will do it, that amulet! Whoever is planning to use it could so easily do something like that but worse," Morgan almost yelled at him.
"But I thought it killed Rose for taking all of it," Hunter said "Yes, but that was then," Morgan said "What if this time, the user would know to store the power in the amulet and take out of it as much as he or she could cope with, or what if it's two or three people or maybe a whole coven, I just don't know Hunter, but I know that it was that amulet" Hunter looked at her thoughtfully "Let's go back shall we?" Morgan nodded.
They let themselves into the house, and could sense another witch inside, "Kerry?" Morgan shouted, "they're in the library" Hunter said.
As they drew closer to the library they felt pain coming out in waves, they ran down the stairs.
Kerry was under a strong binding spell, a man was circling her, he was dressed in black pants and a black shirt, he had mousy hair with streaks of grey and dark green eyes, "Is this her?" he yelled at Kerry, who couldn't do anything but nod, her eyes were streaming with tears.
"Sorry, love, didn't quite hear you!" he yelled at her with a strong Irish accent, "Yes, yes Michael, please don't, don't hurt me" Kerry spluttered.
"Who are you? What are you doing to her?" Morgan cried.
"Sorry! How rude of me not to introduce myself -" "I don't want you to introduce yourself, get out!" Morgan said threatening him, her voice went deep and strong, like the powerful witch within Morgan was taking over.
"Ooh, I like her Kerry," he said, "She's a feisty one" he laughed, "Full of empty threats, she's just a child"
"Less empty than you think," Morgan warned, she gathered up all the power she could and sent him flying across the room with a ball of witch fire, almost breaking his hold on Kerry, but not almost enough.
"Well, well," said the man getting to his feet, tightening his hold on Kerry again, "Stronger then you look" "A lot stronger" Morgan threatened again.
"So, you must be the infamous Morgan Riordan, Maeve's child, heard a lot about you" He said smiling.
"Yes, and you are?" Morgan asked
"I thought you didn't want an introduction" he smirked
"Well, I'll be curious to know the name of the man who will suffer at the hands of Morgan Riordan" she gave him an eerie smile.
The laughed, unimpressed, "Well, if you must know, the names Michael Flynn, Kerry's Husband"
