A/N: Hey guys. Story's coming along really well and I'm really thankful for all the reviews you lot have given me.

Booklover03: O yeah, Ryan Philippe would be another good one to. I guess probably more so than Hayden since he is a little more tanned than the way Hunter is described. Yeah definitely, he would be really good in the part. But sadly it probably wont become a movie cries since their wasn't really any promise for it to the movie makers. I think they did try to make it into a movie but the offer was turned down. They felt the sales from the book wouldn't cover it I think. You know that it wouldn't do so well?

Actually I think Rachel Weisz from the Mummy and the Mummy returns, I saw that movie last night and thought she would be good in it, would be good at playing Morgan, when she's older of course (Morgan that is, you know for the 15th book?)

Wow... I've gone completely of the point! But ah well, who cares? Hope you like the new chapter!

Billie Joe: You live in Utah? O cool! I might well Email you, but when my Email is back up and running again. I've buggered it up somehow...But O well, I'll try to Email you soon about Sweep! Hehehe! Bye! Review again!

Saz-646: Does it not drive you mad when I do that? Say I'm gonna do something then not do it. I swear I'm not trying to annoy you, but it will get done in this chapter, I swear by it! Yeah it's a same, I personally would have love to see them together in the book but... I well I still love it. Enjoy the new chapter!

O and when i write in bold further down ( not journal entry ) it is Morgan.

And when i write in itlaics that is Morgan ok?

Excellent!

Chapter nineteen: Losing something very precious.

It was hard saying goodbye to her, so very hard. I really didn't want to leave but yet at the same time I knew I had to go.

Everytime I think of her, my heart flutters with joy but then I remember how far away she is and a black mass closes over my heart. I called her yesterday when I got of the plane. It was hard to know whether she was happy I'd called or saddened that I had, since it had made it final somehow.

Here's an interesting thing though- I got a call from one of the elders at the Council, they want to see da and me. Da says we should go, but I am reluctant to be with them, knowing without doubt that they will only try to make me see that their way is the right way, when in my heart I know that I have to do it.

I mean in 20 or 40 or 60 years were would we be? Where would the witching community stand? Probably not upright if the council has anything to do with it.

It makes me so angry to think of the faith I had in them, but I was merely blinded by them and I am glad I saw them for what they truly stood for now, rather than later.

They seek power, dominance. They wish to keep us under their complete control, they police us, tell us what, how and when we are to do things. It shouldn't be that way. Isn't being part of Wicca, is for us to see that we must make our own choices? The trouble is the council do not see it that way, and they probably never will.

-Giommanach.

Alyce has enrolled me with a witch called Laurie Creels. She is a Healer who used to work for the council but retired some 10 years ago. She is to teach me healing techniques. I start classes with her next Tuesday.

Mom and dad hadn't been to pleased though; they didn't want me to devote so much of my time to Wicca when I was in my last year of high school.

"Morgan what's the next title?" asked Alyce and I started, surprised then blinked a couple of times.

"Yeah it's "The real looking glass" By Martin Sheehan," I whispered hardly recognising myself in the think voice then I started dusting myself of.

"Thinking about Hunter?" she asked with her maternal empathy and I nodded sighing slightly.

"He is a lucky boy to have you in his life" she said smiling up at me.

"I just wish I was in his life," I said distantly.

"You really miss him don't you?" Bree Warren, my best friend said at lunch the next day. She had noticed my mood and had asked what was wrong.

I shifted uneasily and just shrugged my shoulders "Yeah" I said simply and Bree gave me a look to say we'll-talk-about-it-later

"Nothing feels right," I said hesitantly and Bree gave me sympathetic look and I felt so grateful to her.

"What are you up to today after school?" She asked taking a sip of her iced tea. Or what appeared to be iced tea.

"Working at Practical magic again till 7 then I'm free, why you wanna catch a movie or something?" I asked support my head on my outstretched arms.

She looked back at me with a smile "Yeah that'd be good- but it would be nice to just talk to- catch up?"

I nodded and then headed to American History, my feet starting to drag.

"Hey Alyce" I waved but stopped when I saw her face, she looked awful. She was talking to an elderly looking woman with grey hair tied loosely in a bun at the back of her head. She was wringing her hands.

Alyce turned when she heard me call her name and her face kind of blanched "Morgan" she mouthed silently and turned back to the woman who was now almost crying.

Alyce put her hands on the woman's shoulder and whispered something to her, though I couldn't hear it, then she removed her hands and came towards me her arms outstretched and I went forward and we met.

My eyes searched hers "Morgan there's been an incident" she said very upset.

"An incident" repeated, glancing at the woman again who was watching my carefully.

"We need your help" Alyce said and my eyes flicked to hers again.

"This is Cora Mudrayach, her daughter is in hospital, she has internal injuries, Morgan there is nothing I can do for her, but maybe you..." she said trailing of and my eyes opened wide.

I gulped but nodded all the same- I couldn't just do nothing

"Morgan, O Morgan I am so sorry to do this to you, but we have no other choice, she is dying. Can you handle this?" Alyce asked a few minutes after we had turned onto the highway.

I shook my head "I don't know"

She looked at me abruptly then turned back to the road "Goddess"

Finally we came to a stop right outside the hospital and Alyce cut the engine, but as I reached for the door handle she put her hand across mine.

I turned to her" Morgan if it gets too much, get out. Don't go to deep, it could be dangerous for you... for you and your baby" she said after a pregnable pause

I looked at her sharply- she new? He smiled slightly and nodded. But I was glad she new, maybe she could get me through it.

But now I had to focus on the girl in the hospital bed- she needed me now.

I walked quickly down the deserted corridors with Alyce walked steadily beside me, urging it seemed, me along.

I was trying to block things from my mind. If I had any hope of saving her I would need to.

I closed me eyes and stopped for a moment breathing deeply and when I opened them I felt calmer, more ready to deal.

Alyce watched me and then smiled in approval and took my arm again and led me down more hallways.

I dislike the smell of hospitals. It is the smell of pain, anguish and loss. It feels as though it is all around me.

I took another deep breath and tried to control my fears. I had no idea why I was so scared, it was as though I was expecting something horrible but didn't know what.

Goddess I have to calm down.

Alyce stopped suddenly and I nearly bumped into he, she steadied me and steered me into the ward and I felt a silly urge to clasp her hand in mine.

The room was stripped of all colour; it was all white. It seemed like there was no air in the room and I gulped trying to get air into me.

There was a girl around my age, maybe slightly older lying on her side in the bed, she didn't appear to be moving much. I looked around.

There were quite a large number of people in the ward, I noticed.

Cora, the girls mother stood over by her daughters left, unwounded side " What happened?" I gasped reeling in shock at her haggard appearance. Her whole right side was bloody and torn it seemed, It was hot, red, shiny and somehow glossy.

I moved closer to the bed and looked at Alyce behind me and she gave me a quick reassuring smile.

Goddess, what I would do to have Hunter here. His calm, rational voice. I just wanted to feel him here.

I reached deep inside my mind to black things out, to release my emotions. I would need a clear head.

It was hard to do it. Hunter. Practical magic. Mom and Dad. Scotland. I had found so much there. Learning, understanding, acceptance. Ever since I found out that I was a witch, all I wanted was to be accepted as who I was, not what I was. A Woodbane.

Mom and Dad would never accept me, not when they found out about my son. They would never understand.

Then there was Hunter. My Hunter. My love. I wanted him so much, yet I knew that in the end our paths were too different, our lives where not the same. But he loved me, and in his way, he had accepted me.

I looked back at the girl then and spoke to Cora, standing beside her, patting her hand, weeping, "What is her name?" I asked softly, moving forward to the bed.

The people in the room were completely quiet, and then Cora said quietly, her eyes full of anguished tears said "Clara"

It seemed that like what Alyce had said to me, she was bleeding internally, I could see it even now, but I didn't know if there was anything I could do to help. Clara moaned as if in pain and everyone in the room froze.

I reached out and gently laid my hand to her chest and the other to her uninjured side. Clara moaned again and then she shook slightly with the pain of it.

My heart ached for her, for the pain I new she was going through.

I closed my eyes and sank into midlevel meditative state, sinking in not far, but trying to see what was wrong. What I could do to save her.

I reached inside my mind again searching for suitable spells, images, anything that I could find to help me do this.

Nothing I had would be any good though; Her injuries were too far-gone. Her system just wasn't reacting to the invasion. It seemed it had given up. It didn't want to fight.

I had to make it fight.

I sank deeper into her and then saw what she saw in her eyes, I saw her mothers love for her, her love for her husband, whose name was Martin. I saw how she missed a man called Eoin, and I guess it was her father. He had died when she was 8 years old.

I felt her pain, her sense of loss, of loneliness. She new that she wouldn't survive, she new she was too far-gone now.

I sensed she was a witch, one not very powerful but who had so much potential to grow, to bloom, and to become everything she was meant to.

I had to help her be everything that she could be.

I reached in deeper and I felt a sharp tug to my arm, but like Sarah I ignored it. I pressed deeper and saw that her system was dead. That it had no life.

I pressed further into her, and felt her awaken inside of me, her soul was burning again, and her soul was alive!

I began to feel very nauseous and I became aware of the people in the room, I saw they were coming towards me now, suddenly afraid.

I closed my eyes then turned to them, I felt like I was on fire and they recoiled from me, very frightened.

I looked back to Clara and sank in again, pressed against her unconsciousness, trying to see a way that her soul could go back into her body. But it didn't want to go back into its shell; it was empty now, stripped.

I forced it down into myself and found Clara.

Clara you must go back- you can't stay with me.

Why not, it's safe here, I can't feel pain here.

But you have to Clara, you don't belong here. I can help you- let me help you Clara.

I don't want to go back, it's so much pain. Why can't I stay here?

Because it isn't right for you and I'm not letting you go.

Suddenly I felt her leave and then I pressed with her into her body trying to get her system to operate. But it wasn't

I found her heart and squeezed it, releasing air, blood everywhere, I eased it out and it followed me through her body.

I felt Clara shudder suddenly and then we were separated.

Suddenly my eyes snapped open and I blinked furiously, something wasn't right I could feel it.

Without warning a doubled over feeling cramps in my stomach and as I watched the blood come, I recoiled feeling my whole life leaving me.

The last thought I had before I felt nothing was hunter
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