Morgan walked into the room. "May I see Aidan Keller for a moment?" Morgan asked.

"You go on right ahead. Aidan?" The teacher suggested.

After they had stepped outside of the classroom, Morgan asked, "Aidan, do you happen to know a fourteen-year old girl by the name of Caroline Velasquez?"

"No. But you might want to ask my sister, Tara. She's in the next room." Aidan walked back into class.

"Um, excuse me, Miz Carmen—" Morgan started.

"Oh, yes, Morgan, what is it you need, dear?" Mrs. Carmen asked politely, remembering Morgan from earlier days.

"Uh, I need to see, um, Tara Keller for a moment, please." Morgan could barely remember Tara's name.

"Morgan, I don't have a—"

"Uh, Mrs. Carmen," Tara stood up. "She--she means me."

"But your name is—"

"Yes, I know what my name is, she must have been talking to my brother," Tara interrupted.

"But, Tara, you don't have a brother."

"I've just been adopted, okay?" Tara was getting frustrated. They walked out and Tara closed the door behind her. "What Morgan? Can't you see I was just about to talk to Richard?"

"It's Caroline. She died, saving Skye. And, um, smart Uncle Leo decided oh lets put her in Samara's well! And you know what? They're plotting. I know it. Your brother doesn't know her. And I know Caroline is not the evil being but Samara is very manipulative. She will change what she can. And Caroline has powers so that's worse. I just need you to warn Rachel and Aidan. Your mother was a wonderful woman, Tara."

"Don't bring my mother into this, Morgan." Tara tried to stay calm. She knew that soon, soon her anger would emerge. That's when she saw Caroline. "Your sister. Behind you. Beware. I must go." The one armed, dead, being, there she stood. As her sister turned to leave, she didn't see her and walked right through. Caroline was back.

And Samara in control.

Tara walked back in the room, her face partially white. "Are you alright?" Richard asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine," Tara lied, his dark eyes focused on hers. He sensed her fear.