Moira got in just in time at 6.30. She could smell dinner it smelt ok but there was just no telling with Morgan's cooking.

"Moira? That you?" Morgan shouted from the kitchen.

"Yeah, did you see the news earlier on?" Moira asked, her mother would be interested in it. If it really had been some sort of dark magick sacrifice, it was in one of the next towns up from where they were.

"No, I've been busy as you can see, what's happened." Morgan asked while she ran back and forward in the kitchen.

"There was a murder up in Youghal. The body was covered in runes they think it might be some sort of dark magick ritual." Morgan almost dropped the sauce she was stirring.

"Youghal? That's just an hour away from here. Have they found anything out about the ritual what it was?"

"No it said they had expert working on it, I would think they had people from the New Charter in doing research."

"I'll have to ask Hunter what's going on when he gets back."

"We'll have to ask Hunter, there's no reason to keep this secret from me." Morgan looked thoughtful for a moment then nodded.

"Shouldn't Hunter be getting back soon since tea's about ready?" Moira asked as she got out plates and cutlery to set the table.

"Well he said he would try it's only his first week back and there already over working him."

"That is good though, that he got back his old position?"

"Yes, it is. I just hope he can work from home most of the time, he used to be travelling all over the place." Morgan looked down as she said this. Moira knew that it had been when he was on a ferry trying to sort out work that she thought Hunter had been killed all those years ago. "I just now that I've got him back I wouldn't be comfortable with him going away again."

"I know mum." Morgan smiled. Just then Hunter came in the door.

"I'm not late am I?" Hunter asked going over to give Morgan a kiss.

"No, just in time." Morgan said serving dinner onto three plates.

"Now the question is will we be poisoned by the dinner?" Moira laughed.

"There's nothing wrong with my cooking." Morgan said defensively.

"There's nothing wrong with it when it's making pot tarts." Hunter cringed.

"There's nothing wrong with pop tarts either, it's a good nutritious start to the day." Moran smiled.

"Nutritious? We are talking about pop tarts aren't we?" Hunter said. Moira laughed as they sat down for dinner.

"Have you heard anything about that murder at work?" Moira asked.

"Yes unfortunately, they have just about everyone in the department on it."

"It's that serious?" Morgan looked worried.

"Yes it's very serious but that's about all we know so far."

"Don't you know what ritual it is? Or who might have done it?" Moira asked this wasn't sounding good if the New Charter couldn't work out what it was.

"No, nobody has a clue. We have people translating the runes on the body. It's not like anything anyone's ever seen before, we think it's a very old dark ritual but we don't know what it's for and we fear this might only be the first part of it."

"You mean there might be more murders?" Morgan asked.

"Yes, we think so, were doing all we can to find out who's doing it and stop them but so far we have nothing. We should be careful about what Moira's doing."

"What why Moira?" Morgan asked startled.

"It was a fourteen year old girl that was killed and more importantly she was a powerful blood witch." Hunter said seriously.

"It didn't say she was a witch on the News."

"It wouldn't her parents didn't know, either did she. They were a Christian family and probably don't know anything about the power their daughter had."

"So it must be a pretty powerful coven to be doing this." Morgan asked.

"Yes it would need to be to be trying something so old that the New Charter don't even have it in their files."

"What about the councils files? Don't they have information on older rituals than the New Charter?"

"Well they were reluctant to let us have them but the council let us have any books that would be of help but we've found nothing." At that moment the phone rang. Morgan got up to go get it.

"I take that I wont be allowed out as much now then?" Moira asked feeling that this was going to turn into a nightmare for her too.

"Well I don't see why you can't go out, as long as we know where you are at all times and you send either your mother or me a witch message if your going to be late." Moira groaned.

"Its better than having us scry for you isn't it." Moira nodded, she hated it when her mum scryed to find out where she was, she could be doing anything, it was a complete invasion of her privacy.

"Hunter its Daniel." Morgan said as she came through and sat back down. Hunter got up to go talk to his dad.

"Wow mum, I might have to say this was edible." Moira said as she finished the last of the food on her plate.

"What do you mean, edible? I thought it was really nice." Morgan looked hurt.

"It was great mum, I'm actually worried you're going to turn into a good cook." Morgan smiled. Hunter came back through.

"That was quick, what was that about he's still coming to visit next week isn't he?" Morgan asked.

"No he's not, he was at the airport, he was in a hurry so couldn't talk for too long."

"At the airport what's going on?" Morgan asked.

"Well you know how we were saying we have no information on the ritual that this murder is part of and can't find books on it anywhere?"

"Yes."

"Well Da's sure he's seen a book on it before, he didn't look at it for long so can't tell us much about it, it was that long ago but he knows where it is, or where it was when he saw it anyway."

"Where is it?" Morgan asked.

"Back in Canada, in Janine's library where he found that book on Rose McEwan." Moira didn't know what they were talking about.

"Who's Janine?" Both Morgan and Hunter looked uncomfortable.

"A witch I had to investigate when I was still a seeker, she used to collect people's real names."

"Oh, right." Moira said though from the expressions on both her mum and Hunter she suspected that there was more to it than that.

"What happened with her?"

"Well she seemed friendly enough," at this Morgan raised her eyebrows Hunter didn't seem to notice. "She let my father have a look in her library she was a rowenwand so she had a great collection of very interesting books, a lot of them dark magick."

"She was a dark witch then?" Moira asked curious.

"Not exactly she just had different opinions of what was dark magick and what wasn't and disagreed with a lot of the councils ideas, this was before the New Charter came about so the council were basically in charge of everything in the wiccan world."

"So what happened to her?"

"As far as I know she's still there, she doesn't like me much though, I made her burn all her lists of names of course."

"So Daniel is going over to try and get this book off her, do you think she'll just let him have it?"

"I doubt it but I'm sure if she's still there he'll manage to get it off her." Morgan got up to clear the plates Hunter followed her into the kitchen. Moira had a feeling something was missing from the story Hunter had told her. People had been doing that to her for years now. Keeping parts of the story from her, until recently didn't know Hunter even existed, she knew a sugar coated version of her mothers past and she suspected there were still parts of that she didn't know about. She was still reading through her mothers old Book of Shadows she had been jumping about when studying for her initiation and after she was initiated had stopped reading them for a while but now she had started again because every time she picked them up she found out something new and strange about her mothers past. She was seeing a whole new side of her mother that she hadn't known before. She had found out about Ciaran McEwan being her grandfather not Angus as she had always thought. There was so much she didn't know and though her mother had promised to be completely honest with her from now on, she still felt there was too much she didn't know.

She picked up the wireless phone and went up to her room to phone Ian, she wanted to tell him everything she had found out about the murder.