In Five Minutes Time- (based on the 'Sweep' series by Cate Tiernan)

Chapter 3-

words inside of * * are Witch messages

words in italics= Thoughts

words inside of [ ] are things that go into the story, but are not actually said...like side notes!

(Cal's POV)

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While my mother showed them to their rooms I went to call Morgan. I feel like I should tell her everything. Ever since she mentioned the soul mate/ life partner thing I've been thinking about how she said exactly what I was thinking at the exact moment I was thinking it. I finally found her, my muerin betha dan. After searching for two years I finally found her (It's an old tradition in our coven when a member "matures" they go on a search for their soul mate until they find them. Then you must be bound to them on a certain date, one which I don't know yet - I am not privy to that type of information yet. If you do this while both still virgins- which, believe it or not, I am- you are the most powerful) . I had tried scrying for her, but she didn't show up, so I got frustrated with searching and started going out with Morgan because something about her attracted me strongly. Now I realize that she didn't show up on the scrying stone because of something that her birthmother- Maeve Riorden (Morgan told me about this after the accident, it astounded me, but now it makes perfect sense... and she looks exactly like her- my mom has a picture somewhere, for some reason)- did to her, to try and protect her

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I picked up the phone and dialed Morgan's number. "Hey Cal." She greeted me before I even had a chance to speak.

"Hi Morgan!" I replied, "How are you?"

"Great! How are you?" She replied.

"Okay- kind of- my father and half brother and sister are in town... they're staying with us. It's weird." I said

"...Wow... that's a surprise..." She said after a moment.

"Yeah, Elijah and Sara- my brother and sister- look just like me. It's strange." I said, "They're coming to our school. Sara's your age and Elijah's my age."

"Wow, I can't wait to meet them." Morgan said, "Are they going to be staying long?"

"I guess, but nobody's saying how long, I'm guessing that means a while since they're practically moving in." I said, shrugging my shoulders and sighing.

"Are they joining a coven?" She asked.

"Yeah, probably ours" I said.

"Cool- ours- that sounds nice. I like that word." she sighed.

I had to laugh at how druggishly happy she sounded saying that, "Me too. Listen, I need to tell you something. Can you come over?"

"No, but no one's home over here so you can come over if you want. I can't leave the house after yesterday" she said unhappily, laughingly adding "-except for school."

I laughed, "OK, I'll be right over. I love you."

"I love you too." she said, "See you in a few."

I hung up the phone just as Elijah came into the room. "Talkin' to your girlfriend?" He asked, smiling suggestively.

I laughed, "Yeah, her name's Morgan"

"She a witch?" He asked, as if we were old friends.

"Yep. Blood. Belwicket lineage." I said proudly.

"Not many of them left." He said whistling.

"Nope." I said, getting up, "I told her I was coming over so I gotta go, but we'll talk later."

"Have fun!" he said, "And be safe!". Smiling, he reached into his pocket and pulled something out. He threw it at me- a condom.

I shook my head at him. "That's not what I'm going for." I said, throwing it back at him, "Plus. it would ruin the tradition." Apparently he knew nothing about the tradition- oh well. That said, I turned and walked out of the room and outside to my car. Bree would be perfect for him. I bet she'll go after him first thing in Monday morning. I turned on the car and backed out of the driveway, then I sped off down the road running towards Morgan's house.

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Stupid me didn't update for a LONG time... sorry... I have and excuse though, my excuse is that I have no excuses left so I spent the time I coulda spent updating on trying to find more excuses... make sense? no? go figure, I never actually make sense, except to myself... oh well ~Chels