A/N: I'm really sorry it's been so long since I last updated, I just haven't had any time lately since I started at my new job. I wish I had more time. But sadly I don't. I will though be updating when I can- so never fear the story will go on!

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Chapter twenty-seven: Beautiful love.

I can see her smile, her laugh, and her passion. I feel her wrapped around me holding me in a tight embrace; Saying without words that she never wants to let me go. But I am here, and she is- there. I miss her. I just want to be with her. But when is that going to happen? I mean I love what is happening with the new charter at the moment. It's incredibly exciting but also slightly daunting too. I just wish Morgan were here. I wish I could smell her skin, kiss her hair. I want to see her eyes and know that she sees mine. I want to see her.

-Giommanch.

Hunter. Every thought I have at some point comes to him. Where is he? What is he doing? I long to see him. I long to hold him. But he is not here. When will he be? I have to trust I will see him soon. I know he has his own life to lead. His own path to follow. But how can we be together if out paths lead in too very different directions? I want our paths to come together. I do, more than anything. But what does it say when they don't?

- Morgan.

"Sixty six cent change- thankyou" I said quietly as I gave a skinny teenage girl her change back. I was due a break soon- then I would call Hunter. Ask him to meet. It had been almost two months since I had seen him last and everyday I longed to see him.

Alyce came through the battered orange curtain with a tray with two mugs balancing on it and smiled at me knowingly "Hunter?" she guessed and I smiled somewhat grimly.

I sighed, "I just miss him- we haven't spoke all this week because he wasn't allowed outside calls. It's hard not being able to hear his voice" I said then blushed realising what I had said.

But she smiled and handed be a mug of peach tea "I know what it's like to be in your position- it's hard not being able to see him. Let alone talk to him. My husband. Anthony. He died nearly eight years ago now and even now I still miss him. Like he's away on holiday or something. I know what its like to want to be with someone and not being able to be with them. It happens to the best of us" she smiled and then moved off to a customer that had come in and was browsing in the divination section.

I looked around me then lowered my eyes to my ring finger on my right hand seeing the silver claddagh ring Hunter had given me. I turned it over I smiled remembering him as he gave to me. Full of hopes, dreams for our future. Would there be one? Right now it didn't seem to be one. I had to trust Hunter. Trust him enough to know that when the time was right we would be together.

For always.

When I got home that night the lights in my house were off and I felt an odd sense of relief- I just didn't feel up to talking to my parents or Mary K. Having to plaster on a big fake smile and say I was fine and everything was well. Both were untrue.

I sighed again and looked out to the sky outside. It was fully dark now with all remaining sunlight having been claimed by the darkness. I covered my face with my hands as I spotted the heap of brochures on my dressing table. College application forms were due in December and mom was considering every college in the try state area.

I rubbed my eyes tiredly. What should do? My life was with Hunter and he was- everywhere. I couldn't just go to college and let it be at that. I wanted to follow Wicca. I wanted to build a life with it- and with Hunter. But both my catholic parents would be upset- more than they are already. I just didn't know what to do.

Wicca or Christianity?

Hunter or my parents?

Choice. How I hate that word. All my life contained was choice. Why couldn't it be simple? I though but I was answered by my inner witches choice. Nothing is ever simple. It will never be simple.

With Hunter came Wicca but with my parents came Christianity. I would give anything to please both. But I know my life and love were with Wicca.

And it was what I wanted. The trouble was my parents would not see it that way.

I was at dinner – Mary K's inedible concoction when suddenly the phone rang and quickly sensing it was Hunter I dived for the phone clearly startling my family.

"Hunter?" I asked a little breathlessly as I walked out of the dining room and upstairs to my bedroom.

"Hello love, how are you?" he asked and I felt a familiar warmth seep through me at hearing his voice. I could almost see him smiling and it left a song in my heart and I smile on my face.

"I'm- I don't know really" I said knowing it would be useless to lie to him. He would know I was immediately.

"What's wrong? You seem- funny." He said and I sat down quickly on my bed. I looked around me not really seeing anything stopping again on my silver claddagh ring. It looked strange to me yet as familiar as my own arm. I didn't know what I could say to him. Nothing that wouldn't make him worry anyway.

"Morgan?" he asked concerned. He sounded almost fearful. His voice was hitched, controlled. Yet I knew better. He was feeling what I am feeling. A sense of longing and desire, mixed with sadness.

"Hunter." I began but stopped. I didn't know what to say. How do you put something so hard to explain into words? Hunter. All I could think was Hunter. I could hear his laugh. I could feel his passion, his desire as if it were my own. I could see how much it would cost us to love each other the way we deserved to be loved.

"I can feel something's wrong. Please tell me. I'm worried" and he sounded it from what I could tell from his voice.

"I love you" was the only thing I could think of to say. Something's very wrong I felt Hunter think.

"I love you too," he said very slowly. I didn't know what he was thinking then. I had no clue.

"I'm coming to see you. I cant take it anymore" he said suddenly and I was too shock for moment to reply. I had never heard Hunter talk like that before. He sounded almost fed up.

"What?" I asked knowing that I couldn't be possible for him. When the New Charter held meetings, members where taken to a secret location where they couldn't leave unless authorised or when proceedings had finished. Hunter sounded resolute.

"I am coming to you. I want to see you. I need to see you. I can't stand not seeing you any more, I have to see you," he said huskily.

"I need to see you too." I said and I could almost see him smile. That smile I loved so very much. It was the smile I yearned to see.

"I know something is wrong with you. We need to be together. I'm taking leave from the charter to be with you. They have given it to me- however reluctantly- and now I am free to go" he said, he seemed to be waiting for me to say something, anything.

I felt overwhelming happiness then, one of the very few times I had felt so happy. I saw bright colours before my eyes I was so happy. Hunter waited for me to speak. He always waited for me.

Love is kind. Love is patient. Love is all things beautiful. It is not unkind or cruel. It holds no bounds. It is happiness, in and out of itself.

-Arthur Kindle (A/N: This was the last of his works that was printed and it is by far my favourite)

"Your coming?" I said and Hunter laughed then said softly."I'm coming. I will always come, you know that"

"When will you be able to go?" I asked feeling happiness take me over completely. I felt dazed.

"Soon. Tonight soon. I have caught a last minute flight from the airport in- well probably best you don't know where. I tell you all about it when I get home to you" He had always told me I was where his home was.

"I should be there I would say at around two in the afternoon. But the flight might delay but that wouldn't keep me from you. Nothing can." He said and I blushed knowing what he was hinting at.

"I can't wait to see you," I said

"I've missed you so much" he replied. He sighed, "It's always to long inbetween times," he said.

"I know" I whispered, "...I know"

Third person point of view.

Hunter Niall was unprepared for the attack. His hold all fell to the ground as he was jumped upon by a five foot 6, brown haired girl. He laughed breathlessly holding her to him tightly determined not to let her go. Never again. Though sadly he knew he would have too. But not for now. Now he was with his soulmate. His muirn Beatha dans for a week.

Morgan clutched him tightly about the neck and pressed her face into the crook of his neck smelling him. He laughed again at her.

"Oh Morgan" he said almost in wonder, in awe. He closed his eyes basking in the happiness he felt. He was back in the arms to which he belonged. The person he loved more than anything in the world.

Morgan laughed with him. So thankful he was here. So thankful.

Morgan's point of view

Hunter. Hunter. Hunter. The name ran in a constant rhythm in my head. All I could think of was him. And here he was in front of me. Real before my eyes.

He grinned at me as he put my down on the ground but didn't let go. He bent and put his head into the crook of my neck smelling me. He nuzzled my neck and kissed it lightly.

His hand reached up to cup my face and he leaned into me and I responded immediately clinging to him with everything I had.

The kiss went on and on but neither of us showed signed of relenting. Instead Hunter's hand crept up my back holding me to him and kissing me more urgently.

My hands caressed his arms helplessly and he almost purred in contentment. His hand then went to my neck holding it and pressed me gently. And still he kissed me. Still he held me.

Finally he stopped, unable to speak I laid my head against his chest and he rocked me gently. Hunter was here. He was with me. I don't think I had ever felt so happy as when I was with him. Of when he had his arms around me showing me a love I could be sure off.

"I take it you missed me then?" he said with a big grin. I nodded my eyes on his. He bit his lip and leant down again to my ear. "I have missed you too- more than you can know. More than anyone could ever know" he said then kissed my ear gently still rocking me within a secure embrace.

Happiness is this, I thought. Only Hunter could make me this happy. Just to see his face...

In Hunter.... I found everything I had looked for.

"Where are you going to go now?" I asked as we walked out hand in hand to the arrivals. Hunter looked sideways at me with a raised eyebrow and I almost giggled but caught myself just in time.

He pulled me too him kissing my temple and wrapped his arms around my waist "Well- there's a BB nearby in Thornton. I thought maybe you an I could stay there for the week" I was so excited about the fact he was staying for a week that I momentarily forgot the fact that by the way he looked at me and what he said he wished me to be with him there too.

It didn't take long to sink in "O hunter. My parents." I said and he looked saddened for a moment.

"Maybe we could talk to them. I just want to be with you. It's been so long since we were last together. I don't want to miss a minute without you while I'm here. I don't know when we can be together again" hearing it so blunting sent a sharp pain to my heart. Hunter seemed so sad at the reminder that my parents wouldn't allow it. But I would try to win them over and if not- if not I walk out of their not caring if they will let me back in or not. I wanted to be with Hunter and they couldn't stop me from being with him.

I sighed and stopped Hunter beneath one of the flight boards "I'll try to talk them but I just don't know what they will say. Probably no." I said saddened. I couldn't miss a minute of the time Hunter was here. A week. A full week to be with him.

Alone.

We walked to my car as we were. Entangled and even when we reached it Hunter didn't seem to want to let me go. He moaned as if in pain. "How long is it to Thornton?" he asked, his fingers appeared to be twitching and I smirked to myself. Men.

He let go of me long enough that when he got into the car I dragged him to me and kissed him again feeling his fingers touch me. How they moved, how they felt to me. How it felt to be touched by him.

I moaned and heard him do so too. He grabbed the front of my pea coat and pulled me to him even more, if it were possible. He stopped suddenly and rested his forehead against mine. His eyes closed he licked his lips, appearing to be savouring the taste.

I laughed at his expression and he opened his eyes and I saw that familiar spark of mischief and desire. I forgot myself in those eyes.

I leaned my head against his again feeling that I would never get enough of him feeling dread to the time I would have to give him up again. He was like a drug to me. It caused me to relapse when you saw it again. It was inevitable. Like fate, I guess.

I pushed away those troublesome thoughts of him leaving again and focused on the here. The now. It was what I had now and I just wanted to be with him for however long we had. I didn't care. As long as I could see him I didn't care.

"Goddess. I'm addicted" he joked and I slapped him slightly on the thigh. The mischief in his eyes intensified till it appeared to be burning.

"Hmmm... ... Feisty" he said looking at me in that unmistakable way. I blushed- again. Dweeb, I thought. What else to lovers do? Play Scrabble? ( A/N: If you play scrabble with your boyfriend I apologise for the offensive line there, but I couldn't help it!)

"I don't care what we do- as long as you with me" he said reading my mind as he so often did. I ran my hand down his cheek and rubbed my nose along his. He kissed my nose then my mouth and we were kissing again.

I really needed to go to rehab.

Hunter was indeed staying at the BB in Thornton. It was a nice place. Not that I paid much attention to the scenery outside. What was inside my white whale of a car was much more interesting.

Hunter kept stealing sidelong glanced at me but when I looked over at him he would turn away. I know this because I was doing it myself.

We both looked at one another at the same time and out eyes met and held.

"Road" he said with amusement and it took a moment for what he had said to me to sink in to my elsewhere brain.

I wrenched my attention back to the road. Suddenly Hunter laughed, he probably couldn't hold it in any longer. He sobered soon enough though while he looked at me. He leaned over to me and kissed my cheek and I am almost ashamed to say that again I blushed. What was with me?

Shaking my head Hunter put his arm across the back of the front seat and gave a big yawn

"Are you tired?" I asked surprised. It must have come out in my voice since he grinned at me and I could hear clearly in my head.

"Not that tired" I blushed again. Dweeb. Dweeb. Dweeb.

"So- what have you been up to lately?" I asked trying to bring back some normality. He gave me a very pointed looked before grinning at me. I knew he had heard what I had thought and I fought that urge to hide my face it was that red.

I kept my attention on the road trying not to blush even more when I felt Hunter's hand creep up to rest on my thigh.

"Your beautiful when you blush" he blurted out and he looked embarrassed he had said that. I was startled but not that much. I love everything about him. He too thought that way about me.

"Really?" I said doing a little teasing of my own. I made a left turn to quickly and it made him lean towards me. He stroked back the hair that had fallen over my eyes.

We came to the BB in a few minutes and Hunter looked ahead of him – for the first time- and saw the house that was owned by an elderly woman in her late 70's. She didn't have much need for a big empty house so she had letted it out the rooms within in and she now catered as a BB to tourists. It was a big house with I had heard not to many visitors.

Hunter got out and before I had even got round to unbuckling my seat belt he opened my door. I unbuckled it and he offered his hand to me winking at me devilishly.

"Ms. Rowlands" he mocked

"Mr. Niall" I said sarcastically and he grinned again at me. Where was the landlady?

He kissed me once and then grabbing his holdall he led me through the old wooden doors into the hallway. To our right a woman in a flowery white dress stood to greet us. She waved and bustled over to us. Hunter still kept my hand in his. I didn't think he would ever let me go for the time he was here.

He swung our hands together and talked in quiet tones to the young girl "I'm sorry my mother couldn't meet you- but she ill and I said that I would come here to meet you and give you your key. Here. Yours is room 5. There will be breakfast in the morning between 6 and 9 o clock. Or you can have it later if you wish" More blushing. I have to stop it. "Just call down to the receptionist, she will be down later. She's just had to step out for a short while. Oh and dinner is included in your stay. Do you have any questions? Your staying till next Monday yes?" She asked and Hunter nodded.

"Yes I am. No questions except would it be okay if my girlfriend were to stay with me?"

The girl nodded "Sure, that's no problem" she smiled kindly at us. "Have a good stay and we will see you in a week" Hunter and I both smiled as she left then looked at each other.

Hunter took my hand without a word and led me to the staircase. I felt like I wanted to remember this moment forever. Hunter was looking back at me with curious eyes. He smiled slowly as what I thought seeped through to him.

"I do too." He said. I smiled and looked down. Hunter put his hand on my chin to stop the movement. He smiled from the corner of his mouth and he ran a finger along my bottom lip before looking into my eyes again.

"Come with me" he said taking my hand once again as I was bombarded with images of him. His scent. His hands. His voice whispering to me. His love. His fierce sense of protection and honesty.

I was about to turn to him so he could open the door when he pressed me up against the door. I think he just couldn't help himself any more. Neither could I. Seeing him here. Being so close to him did amazing things to me. Crazy things.

(A/N: Warning: Rated! Suggested things happening here! If you don't like that sort.... Ahem.... Of ... thing then don't read. I don't want to upset anyone.)

I leant into him and clasped my hands about him pulling him closer. I smiled against him and felt him do the same. His hand rested against my back under my purple shirt. My legs wrapped instinctively around him. Hunter murmured something against my lips then leant in again capturing my lips with his own. Hunter ran his hand down the door still kissing me, holding me tight. He moved against me.

I held his face away from me in my hands. Sure of what he wanted and what I wanted too.

He looked into my eyes, breathing hard. He then turned to the door whispering. "Dereach beir del uluh" and the door popped open. Since I had been leaning against the door I kind of fell backwards but Hunter Caught me, his arms encircling me and pulling me flat against him until we were touching from chest to head to toe.

I held his face in my hands as we kissed, wanting him now more than ever. I wanted to touch him. To feel him touch me.

I unbuttoned his white shirt and eased it of his shoulders running my hands over his chest and back. He moved me backwards and we stumbled slightly but it did not break our kiss. He pushed me backwards and slowly moved to be on top of me. Our kiss had been broken. He looked into my eyes now like he saw the whole world hidden in them.

He rose up from me bracing his hands on either side of my head looking down at me. I pushed my hair out of my eyes and rose up too. Hunter just stared into my eyes for another moment then laid his hand on my shirt pulling it over my head.

We never did sleep last night. We stayed awake talking of all the things that had happened to us over the past two months. Hunter was braced on his elbow on his side looking at me lovingly- as he often did.

I pushed back a strand of hair that had fallen over his green eyes. His hair had grown quite a lot. He obviously hadn't bothered to cut it. It now rested in tousled blond waves to the base of his neck. It just made him even sexier than he already was.

He cocked his head to one side and ran a hand up my arm caressing. Like a man warming his hands at a fire.

"I love you" he sad suddenly as if just to say it gave him solace.

"I love you too- I always will," I said moving closer to him, laying my head on his chest. He stroked my hair till I at last fell asleep.

Arthurs note:

Now that was a long chapter. Goddess. I just felt so bad since I hadn't updated in so long. I've been at this computer for the past 4 hours. My back I so sore!

Please review- even though I don't deserve it!

Witchy Liz: Don't worry. I like how you're honest with whole wanker thing. Maybe I am a bit of one. Who knows?

Saz-646: I know the author's note was long. To many things to say. This wont be as long but the story sure as hell is! I don't know what I was thinking! Yeah Holiday was great. Glad you enjoyed the last chapter!

aUtHiStIc: You guess it was? Cries

Nah I'm joking. This one actually is one of my favourites. Maybe, yeah it's my favourite.

I don't think Morgan will visit him again since I don't think she ever did. I wouldn't wan't to see him again if he was my da, would you?

JadeMoon: I love Angel. I really liked Vincent Kartheiser in it. You know he played Connor? I had an... What would be the right word? ponders... I guess obsession? with him and it has not abated. Goddess. American football I so complicated. Soccer seems so easy in comparison. Tis a real pity you haven't heard of Eastenders it's really good. It's been around since the late 1950's. Coronation street is even older I think. No I didn't hear of the shark attack on the girl. 13 years old? That's horrible. My heart goes out to her family. Sorry about the long wait smiles sheepishly. I just don't have a lot of time anymore. I started at a new job. Do you work? Do you like it?

Thanks for the reviews guys and i hope you enjoyed that chapter. I will try to update soon.