The bakery was not the place we were going to use for the wedding, instead we were only sampling what we could have somebody else make. The smell of sweet rolls and croisants, aong with the lure of warm pastries and cakes fillied my nostrils and making my mouth water. My mom took charge of everything as I quickly turned into a puppet being hauled by its strings.

I never imagined that I could actually waist five hours of my life inside a bakery, and would actually be sick of cakes and sweets alltogether. Around midday we left and headed towards the travel agency to order the plane tickets along with reservations once in England.

The wedding was not to be large, only a makeup of my family and friends and Hunter's family and friends, which to tell the truth, we shared most of the same friends. All of this plannig had made me think of his sister Alwyn who had just recently wed at the age of nineteen against her brother and father's wishes. They both believed she was too young, and I had to agree.

000

Later that night I was getting myself ready to go to the long awaited Kithic meeting that I had had missed so much while I was away, when Mary K. stepped into my bedroom.

" Morgan, Morgan, Morgan. Since you love me, your most wonderful little sister, let me do your makeup and hair tonight." she batted her eyelashes and smiled sheepishly at me. I opened my mouth to respond, but she pulled me into our shared bathroom before I could properly answer. I had never had so much rubbing, poking, and coloring done to my face before, and I feared she had made me out to look like a clown, but when I looked into the mirror, my sister managed to prove how artistically gifted she was. I was speechless and amazed, though also saddened that Hunter would not be there tonight to witness me in this state of glory.

All of this still ran through my head as I pulled my old car up the side street by Bree's driveway. The night air was warm against my face, atleast warmer than I was used to. Since neither Hunter or I were here enough to run Kithic, the coven merged with Starlocket under the run of Alyce Fernbrake. It made me happy to know that my friends were in good hands when I wasn't here with them. Except for Bree and Alyce, I had not seen anyone else from our old coven in the time I'd been home, which had made it several months, and for some even years. My heart was growing tired of longing; longing to see my old friends, longing to just have my life set normal for once, and especially longing for Hunter, whom I had not seen in three months. Since he had been away on business, we had been doing any talking over the phone, including wedding plans.

I knocked hesitantly on the door, and waited nervously for someone to answer. Finally, Bree answered the door with a bright smile on her face as she ushered me in. She mimed for me to be quiet and then pointed towards the den where everyone was mingling. I tried to look casual as I stepped into the large room, but the act broke as everyone's attention quickly turned to me.

And soon I was wrapped up in an ocean of emotions and hugs, with several close friends placing kisses upon my cheeks and forhead. When Robbie finally made it to me, I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck in a sisterly fashion, already feeling the hot tears form in my eyes.

" Goddess, it's been too long Robbie. I've missed you and everyone here so much." I stepped back and wiped my eyes while we both laughed.

" Morganita, I hear you're going to get hitched. Now why would you want to do something like that?" he asked grinning.

" To torture you mainly. You're definatley coming, and Mom's orders are to wear a suit." We talked on like old friends for awhile until Alyce got our attentions.

" Alright, now before we begin, I would like to introduce our special guest, and old friend of both covens." I casually watched as a man walked into the den. And the my brain began to function. He was over six feet tall, blonde hair, brilliant green eyes, and handsome: Hunter, my Hunter. I don't even know what came over me, but one minute I'm staring at him in disbelief, the next I was running into his arms at full speed, wrapping my legs around his waist as I hugged him tightly.

I didn't even realize I was crying until he wiped away one of my tears with his hand. My feet slid down to the floor, and I stood as he gently kissed me, letting me know that this was only for the public and that the real welcom home party would take place later.

" It's about time the bride and groom to be were put back together. And while we are here tonight, we can also perform a chant for luck and happiness for the upcoming event." Alyce spoke joyfully to all of us.

" Events actually." I mumbled. Hunter looked down at me with raised eyebrows.

" Your mum's still making you have the Catholic wedding?"

" Well of course. She has a chance to put her daughter through hell by making me wear high heels and a poofy dress. If you were here planning the miserable event with me like you're supposed to, then you would know that." I answered back coyly. He flicked my nose lightly before we broke up into a circle to begin.

000

As we were running deisil in the circle, I began to feel a bout of dizziness and nausea wash over me. Without meaning to, I stumbled backwards and broke the circle, falling onto my knees in case I did actually throw up. When the world finally quit spinning, I looked over and saw Hunter by my side, and Alyce and Bree standing over me concerned.

" I got really dizzy for some reason. I guess I'm just tired. I'm so s'sorry I broke the circle." My voice was shaky and weak and I felt like crying. What was happening to me? This was nothing like how I would usually act. I guess the wedding plans really would be the death of me.