*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Writers note: This story is based on the character of Cate Tiernan, Author of the Sweep Series. I do not own any of the characters. Cate Tiernan does. It is a fan fiction. I am a fan. Please respect my writing. All of these ideas come from my head and not from other fan fictions. If there is a similarity it is purely coincidental. I hope you enjoy the fan fictions! (Some of the ideas of this chapter came from Secret Circle by L.J. Smith)

/* HeyLo HeyLo!! I've been gone awhile again. Did you miss me? o_0 */

/* This is dedicated to MAYTHA. Your persistence made me want to write again. Thank you very much for reading and I hope you continue to enjoy it ^_^ */

~Anj~

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[Thursday Morning - Hunter's POV]

*** You must go back. Hurry, before it's too late. She needs you ------ ***
Thud ---
I slowly got up from the floor. My whole body is sore. Everything hurts. I brushed against some cuts and burns as I wiped the sweat from my face. My head is pounding and I desperately tried to lie back down on the bed.

After a few minutes of struggling, I finally got back into bed. My head is spinning and there is an irritating buzzing in my ear. I closed my eyes, trying to remember the last few days. Ugh! All this thinking is just making my head hurt. I didn't realize how hungry I am until I smelled someone making linden tea downstairs. Once again I struggled to move. I took the shirt on the chair next to my bed and put it on, careful not to hit the bandages. Slowly I made my way down the stairs and into the kitchen. I sensed Amelia, but nobody else.

"Hunter! What are you doing out of bed?! I heard a thud. Are you all right?" she had a worried look on her face.

"The thud was me falling off the bed. I smelled food so I came down. I'm starving." I saw that she was making a vegetable omelet and my mouth watered.

"Good gracious Hunter! Go sit down. I'll bring you some food and some tea." She returned to cooking and to the tea.

Moments passed and she returned with two plates of omelet and some pancakes. Three minutes later, I was done eating.

"Goodness Hunter. We have been so worried. You've been asleep for 4 days. We've had people come and do healing rituals. I've been out of my mind with worry." She grabbed my hand and cried. "Goddess Hunter, you could have died! It's a miracle you're alive." She sobbed

"It's okay Amelia. I'm right here. Everything is alright. I'm here." I kissed her hands and with much effort, brushed the tears from her eyes. I leaned back against the chair and closed my eyes. Visions of Morgan popped into my head. My fight with Morgan at Practical Magick. The circle at the beach. Morgan trapped inside with the dark wave. Morgan almost dying--

"Amelia, I need to know - What happened? Is Morgan all right?" I asked, anxious. She looked at me with tears in her eyes. I briefly sensed that she was hurt when I asked about Morgan.

"After you plowed through the barriers, you hit a protection shield and it sent you flying a few feet away. We all thought you were dead. It was horrible. Morgan was hysterical and there was a lightning storm. It was as if the whole world was crying. We rushed you to the hospital and they bandaged you up and gave you some medicine. We took you home and you've been asleep for 4 days" She paused and took a sip of her tea. "Morgan is fine. She wasn't hurt as badly as you were. She came to visit yesterday to check up on you, but you were still asleep," she said glumly. She was hurt. I can sense it following from her. I reached for her hand, but she pulled it away. She wiped her tears and stood up.

"Okay. I have to go pack." She took the plates and placed it in the sink.

"Pack?! Where are you going?" I asked, shocked.

"I'm going back to England. My flight is at noon. Skye's taking me to the airport in an hour." She explained, not looking at me.

"You're leaving? Why are you leaving?" I stood up and followed her out of the kitchen. "Amelia. Did I do something wrong? Why are you leaving?." I took her hand and pulled her to face me.

"I have to break up with you Hunter." She whispered.

"Break up with me? Why?" I was dumbfounded.

"Because you don't love me." She sighed. "It hurts to hear your boyfriend say a different girls name when he's unconscious. That's right Hunter -- you didn't call out my name -- you called out Morgan's." she sobbed.

"Amelia. I'm sorry--"

"Don't Hunter! It's okay. I've had a lot of time to think things through. I can't compete with her. She's your muirn beatha dan. I can't make you love me. I can't make your heart feel something it wont. Love that strong - like the one you and Morgan have - nothing can keep you apart. Not Ciaran, not the Dark Wave, even death can keep you apart."

"Amelia -- "

"Hunter please -- This is hard enough, but I've made my decision. I love you too much, that's why I have to let you go. I want to see you happy, even if it's not with me. Now please. Let me pack. I need some time by myself."

I watched her climb the stairs. I was surprised. I started to feel woozy so I started to head to the living room--

"Hunter."

"Yes?"

"Sometimes when you think its the end, its really a new beginning. Our love didn't work because someone else loves you more. Don't wait too long to win Morgan back. You guys are meant to be. I think that's how you survived all this. If the barriers couldn't stop you --- what will? Deep down, I've always known that. "

"Thanks Amelia. I do love you." I said, sincerely.

"I know. I love you too." She smiled and closed the door behind her.

** Sigh**

I slumped down on the couch and watched the fire in the fireplace. I was sad about what happened with Amelia. I love her - but she's right, I do love Morgan more. Morgan. I have to get Morgan back. No matter what it takes ---

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Yes-I know. This one sucked. I'm still trying to get over my writers block. It'll be better next time. Please REVIEW AND REVIEW AND OH YEA --- REVIEW!!!