In Five Minutes Time- (based on the 'Sweep' series by Cate Tiernan)
Chapter 4-
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!
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I've been told that my last chapter was too short, so I thought I'd be extra speedy and make (betcha can't guess...) ANOTHER chapter!!!!!! YAY!!!!! ok, so here it is... hope you like it ~Chels
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(Morgan's POV)
Everything hurts!! Stupid car accident!... I wonder what Cal has to tell me... I miss Hunter, I wonder if he even exists in this world, probably not, that'd be just my luck...
I sat on the couch, random thoughts floating through my head, as I waited for Cal to get over to my house. I've been here all alone all day. Everyone else went to church and the diner and shopping and everywhere I couldn't go and wanted to go, so I was forced to sit here all alone in pain.
The sound of the doorbell ringing jolted me out of my thoughts... weird, I didn't even feel a presence...now I do though, it's Cal. *Come in* I WM'ed him in what I thought sounded like a sing-songish voice.
"What was that supposed to be?" Asked Cal, he was laughing so hard it looked like he would start to cry at any moment. I gave him the evil eye and he coughed and blinked his eyes, "Sorry..." he said, trying not to laugh, " you just sounded like Willy Wonka on crack!". He began laughing again.
"What?! That was mean! Hey, that would make you an Oompa Loompa... So, Oompa Loompa, what did you come here to tell me?" I guess the pain killers had a bigger effect on me than I thought... I just called my boyfriend a little funky colored character from a children's movie... oh well, if they stop me from feeling any more pain, I'll take 'em even if they make me sound a little -um- psycho...
"Morgan?" I vaguely heard Cal say, "Morgan, I'm trying to talk to you." I snapped out of my day dream.
"Sorry... I was, uh, spacing..." I mumbled.
"So I saw..." said Cal, "Anyways, I wanted to tell you about something very important... When you called me your Muìrn Beatha Dàn... I was thinking that right at the second you said it, I-it- and- well- I... what I'm trying to say is that I love you, and that night I realized how much I love you and need you and how you are my soul mate, really and truly... and I wanted to tell you how I've been searching for you and about 'the family tradition' and everything...am I making sense?"
Wow...he really had a lot to say, when he really wants to say something he gets this really ambitious look in his eyes and just talks and talks and talks... "Yes, but you'd make more sense if you'd sit down and tell me all about everything...okay?" I said. I almost started spacing again.
"Okay." He said smiling. He sat down next to me and grabbed both of my hands gently, one in each of his own. "Morgan, in my family, when a man reaches a certain point in his life he goes on a quest to find his Muìrn Beatha Dàn... I scried for you, I did seeing spells of all sorts, I almost gave up because I couldn't find you... I think your mother put a sort of shield on you so that no one could find you like that, to protect you, of course... so, anyways, when I first came to Widow's Vale it was because of my mother and her wanting to start a new coven. She enrolled me in school and was all 'have a nice day' and I did- because the moment I set foot on the campus I and saw you standing there I could feel you, your heart, and my own, I could feel the connection... I didn't understand it at first, I thought it was something else... but then you said it and it all made sense." He paused, a smile playing on his lips, then, remembering he was supposed to be talking, continued ," I was ecstatic, happy, thrilled, whatever you want to call it times a million... so I found my soul mate, at last- but there's more... isn't there always?... Anyways, after the man finds his soul mate they are bound together, in a hand-fasting ceremony, on a certain date -don't ask when because I don't even know that yet- and if it is done on that date and everything and the two soul mates are still virgins they become even more powerful and skilled at using their powers and the love is true and beautiful and the connection between the two grows until it is nearly unbreakable-"
"-The silver cord?" I asked quietly, cutting him off in the middle of his speech.
Cal got this awed look in his eyes, "exactly... how do you know all this stuff?"
"A little birdie told me?" I offered.
"Cute Morgan, really cute." Cal replied, shaking his head with a look of love and admiration on his face, "So can I tell my mother I found my Muìrn Beatha Dàn?"
"I don't see why not... wait, what would that mean?" I asked.
"She'd start making preparations for the ceremony and everything... is that alright?" He asked gently.
"My parents though... how would I tell them? Say 'Mom and Dad I know you don't approve in witchcraft and that I'm only seventeen, but I'm getting the wiccan equivalent of married'?... that'd get me grounded for ever and would probably kill them..." I said, not in a mean way but in a truly questioning way. Then I got an idea... one that just might work... but I want to see what Cal has to say first...
"I- don't know Morgan..." He said, sounding defeated.
"Tell your mother." I said.
"What will you do about your parents?" He asked, looking at me questioningly.
"I have a plan...This involves something on your part too though." I said.
"I'll do anything" he said quickly.
"Okay, so, we do the ceremony with no one from school and none of my family, make sure no one will tell my family." I began, then thought of an important question "... I don't have to live with you right?"
"No, not for it to work or anything, that's just what married people usually do..." He said.
"Okay, so we do the ceremony and then I still live at my house and you still live at your house and , sooner or later, we move in together and ask my parents if we can get married -when they just might say yes to the idea- and we have a christian type wedding and invite everyone and they will think it's legal and that we never were married in a wiccan way, so they'll be happy and I won't be grounded and they won't die of shock... did that make any sense?"
"yes, that made a whole lot of sense actually... it just might work... I'd have to ask my mother, but she's pretty open when it comes to different religions and such. Plus, she knows what it's like to be a mother and how she'd feel in another person's shoes... she's seen it all, being the leader of covens for so long...WOW! I think we're getting married!" He said, smiling.
"I never would have thought I'd be getting married after only a week of going out with someone, and before I was eighteen even... amazing!" I said.
"yes you are!" said Cal, kissing me on my lips, which had healed very nicely with the 'potion' he gave me the night before, although I'd rather have ALL the pain gone than just the pain in my lips... but beggars can't be choosers. now... back to the kissing. It was soft and passionate and full of emotion, the kisses made me all tingly and warm...until I heard the front door open...
Cal immediately positioned himself as if he and I had been deep in conversation and I quickly followed suit.
"Hello?" my mom called, "Morgan?"
"Hi mom, I'm here! I couldn't leave the house, remember?" I called to her.
She walked in. "Oh, Cal's over, he stopped by to check on me...hope you don't mind."
"Morgan, couldn't you have just talked to him on the phone? You know the rule about being alone in the house with a boy" She said, amazingly, not sounding mad.
"I wanted to make sure she was okay... I didn't even call before coming over, I just knocked on the door... sorry, it's my fault." Said Cal.
"Well, in that case, I guess it's alright, since you were the one who found her last night and all... just don't let your father know Morgan." she said.
"I'd better get going anyways, my father and his two other children are in town and are moving in with us for a while... my mom and them are probably waiting for me so we can go out for dinner or something..." Said Cal, flashing her a thousand watt smile, "Bye Morgan." He said and then turned and walked out the door.
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thanx 4 reading! ~Chels