A/N: SORRY...it's been a while. Major busy studing over on this end of my planet. But yes, I am slowing updating whenever I get the chance. Don't give up on me yet my readers! Oh, if someone out there could be kind, I would love it if someone could...edit my chapters before I let them out. Email me if your interested. Thanks. Enjoy!

I walked out the swinging doors of the hospital. The rain was drizzling lightly down, but I paid no attention. The grounds to this place looked like a prison ground. I guess they did have different sorts of people here.
I found a bench and sat down, shoving my hands in my pockets. God was it cold. The soccer games where probably cancelled because of the rain. What was with this rain lately? Who was I kidding? Rain and weather wasn't about to take my mind off my boyfriend, who was lying in that damn white building. Dying. Fighting for his life. In the hands of another.

"You're willing to sacrifice your life, your power, for this pitiful family of yours?" Ciaran growled. Mom clenched her jaw.
"No Ciaran, it's pitiful when you'd rather sacrifice your own family before you'd let yourself die. Let see, this will be two of your family members now? What a wonderful life you live." Ciaran curled his fingers into a fist, and made mom double over in pain. She straightened herself out, clearly not wanting to show him that he was winning.
"That wonderful ex-seeker of yours and now your daughter. Call me presumptuous, but I don't think she'll amount to much." Mom's eyes flashed. "How old is she now? One? Two? Can the little runt even walk yet?"
"Shut up." Mom warned.
"Little brat won't have any power, I bet."Mom's eyes continued to narrow. Ciaran continued to ramble on.
"SHUT UP!" Mom burst. Ciaran clamped his fingers more tightly. Mom didn't flinch. They were fighting now, a fair fight as far as that goes. Not a physical one, but a power one. A blue light erupted.

"Moira!" I felt a cold hand hit my cheek. Not so hard it hurt, but not so light I couldn't feel it. "Are you alright?" I blinked a few times, sending tears down my cheeks.
"Oh god." I wept. "Sky." I threw my arms around my cousins neck. Second cousin actually. I hadn't seen her in nearly four years now.
"Come on, Moira, let's get out of this rain." Sky helped me up, and back to the hospital. We sat near the doors, in two fluffy chairs.
"What are you doing here?" I sniffed. I felt a cold coming on.
"Came to see my favorite girl. Hunter told me what's going on." She glanced around the hospital wing.
"I hate being here." I mumbled.
"It's not fun." Sky agreed.
"When did you get here?" I wiped my eyes on my sleeve, desperately trying to stop the flood gates.
"A few hours ago. Uncle Daniel was flying over, so I thought I'd join him."
"Grandpa's here?" I hadn't seen him in a while either. Grandpa may be strict, but when it came to me, he was a pillow.
"He's at your house." I smiled lightly. "Do you want me to take you home?" Sky asked. I really didn't want to stay, but I really didn't want to leave.
"Can you bring me back later?"
"Sure."
"I'm just going to go tell Logan. I'll be back in a few minutes." I told her, slowly getting up. She sat back, and looked the part.
"Oh god. Not again." I heard MJ's voice. "Moira! Hi. Sorry. Again." She had nearly plowed me over again.
"Smaller cart?" I noted.
"Yea. They didn't trust me with the big one." She smiled sheepishly.
"Why do I not doubt that one. Sorry, I gotta run." I walked quickly to the room Logan and the boys were in. Ian and Gaven were still on the couch asleep, but Logan was holding Jory now. "Logan, I'm going to go home for a bit. Call me if anything changes." Logan nodded.
"Ok." He said simply.
Sky lead me to dads car. She muttered something about money, and drove us home. When we rounded the corner, I realized it was Saturday. Dads entire coven was at our house. Oh god. Jena was at our house.
"Why didn't you join the festivities?" I sarcastically asked Sky. We were sitting in the kitchen, while dads coven was finishing up.
"Moira." Sky warned.
"Okay, okay. Sorry." I paused and listened to the chanting. "How long do you think they'll be?"
"Oh, knowing your father, another good twenty minutes."
"I'm going to go have a shower." I said, dumping my water down the drain. I walked slowly upstairs, passing Dagda on my way. "Hey Boy," I said, rubbing his soft head. He purred, and rubbed against my leg.
I got out of the shower, got dressed and dried my hair the best I could before braiding it. I was walking down the stairs when I heard Sky yell. I ran down the last few stairs.
"Bloody hell, Hunter. What is he doing here?"
"I live here." I heard Killian reply calmly.
"What the bloody hell. Someone explain why this rat is here." Sky screeched. No one spoke. "Who the bloody hell are you?" I heard. "Why the hell are you clinging to my cousin?" I snorted. Jena.
"Okay. Enough." Dad interrupted. "Killian is her brother, Sky, please be civil. This is my girlfriend, Jena."
"Can't even say her name anymore, Dad?" I said quietly. Everyone snapped to look at me, as if none of them knew I was there. Of course they all did, they were witches after all. "You were married to her, so surely you haven't forgotten her name." I paused and looked at Jena. "Or is someone clouding your better judgement?"
"Moira!" Dad growled at me. "Don't start that."
"Why? Before her, you were my best friend, dad. I don't even know you anymore. You're never home, your never around when I need to talk to you." He opened his mouth to reply. Most likely to send me to my room. "And when I do bloody well want to talk, you do that! Why can't it just be like it used to be, dad? Me and you. No her." I glared at Jena.
"Go to your room." Dad said through clenched teeth. My eyes hadn't left Jena. There was something funky going on here, and I was definitely going to find out what. I let my eyes linger to dad. He was mad. I looked to Killian and Sky next. They looked like deer caught in the head lights. I felt bad for them.
I could have kissed Evan for walking in, that very moment. He looked around, raised an eyebrow at me, and we walked out of the house. He opened his car door for me and I slid in.
"He's under some sort of spell." I said to the air. Evan just happened to be filling that air space.
"I noticed. What's the plan of action great cousin of mine?"
"First, I want my boyfriend back to health, then its time to get revenge on that bloody bitch from hell!" I smiled evils.
Evan started his car. "I think I'm scared." He smiled at me.