A/N well 3 reviews I'm proud! Thanks to high low, I'm glad you like ALL my stories shame you read the end first though, but you know not totally the end. And to the rest of you, you shall have to wait and see!

Keaira's POV

It had been a brilliant night. Kai's presents were amazing, more than I'd ever hoped for. The circle was the same. Our coven was going to be strong. Even with Sarah, I knew she was a good leader, even if I had some, personal difficulties with her. I wish Dylan were here to see this the thought popped into my head before I could stop it. He had been planning my birthday on the way back from… and now he was gone and he thought it was my fault. I turned over, hugging my pillow and crying over losing Dylan again. Then I felt even worse; I was going out with Kai now. I had never said I loved him but he told me often, I just didn't know. I had loved Dylan for so long. But my feelings for Kai were so strong, but different to how I'd felt about Dylan. I just didn't know what to do.

I cried myself to sleep the end to my perfect day. I woke early on Sunday and decided to go out and clear my head. I walked to the old oak tree. A place where I had good and bad memories. I walked a little way into the woods and found a clearing. That's what I loved about these woods, you could always find somewhere new. I had brought my tools with me and my new robe. I cast my circle with my new athame and felt power pouring into the circle. I sat and meditated, trying to pull myself together. Then I lit a candle with my mind and looked deep into it.

Show me what I am ready to know

I looked deeper and saw my mother, when she was younger. She was in a wood, by a cliff. The scene panned out, showing a good looking, black haired boy and… my dad. They were fighting and I could feel my mother's thoughts.

Cal, oh hunter don't hurt him. I can't move, I'm under a binding spell.

My dad pulled out sliver chain I knew from history of magick as a braigh. He tied the other boy's hands and he screamed, as it burned is flesh.

Cal! No, my mum broke the binding spell and flung something at my dad, an athame. It plunged into his neck and he staggered backwards. Over the cliff.

I pulled away quickly, breaking out of my circle. Oh my god. Why hadn't they told me? What had happened? Who was cal? I felt sick. I staggered home not even bothering to pull off my robe I got to my cottage and tottered into the room,

"Who's cal?" I asked and then everything went black.

I woke up on my bed and turned over and was sick, my mum was there, pulling my hair back from my face and mopping me down then I fell back in to the darkness.

Morgan's POV

Keaira lay on her bed, twitching, and almost spasming. It had been almost 2 hours since she had come back and she had only regained consciousness a few times, and only then to puke everywhere. I couldn't understand it. How did she know about cal? Why was she so ill? Why weren't mine and hunter's healing spells working? I decided to scry.

I went to the living room and stared deep into the fire.

Show me why Keaira is so ill. I commanded. I thought briefly back to when I had just let the visions come, it had been my birth father, Ciaran who had taught me how to ask the fire questions. Now, years later, I had it down to a fine art. A vision came almost at once.

There was a bedroom; Keaira was sitting in a chair, with a big smile plastered over her face. I gasped as I saw more, as I saw the reason she was ill. The vision panned to show Kai, giving her a box that I knew held her athame.

A/N Hey I know it was short, but this was just such a good cliffie! So if you want to know more then review you know the drill!