Hello my lovely readers… I am so sorry for the delay, I had originally wanted to post the chapter last week; I was one of the million FPL providers that had their power disabled due to Wilma. Luckily, for us, a cold front followed it so the loss of A/C was not that bad… anyways on to the long awaited story.

line- time change
" "dialogue
'Bold': thoughts
'Italic': Ciarnan's words
!Italic, underlined! : witch message

Recap: One last coherent thought ran through my mind. 'Oh goddess, not him, not now…'

'A Plan'

My weary eyes finally opened after goddess knows how long, but to a sight that I did not want to encounter. I was lying on a threadbare couch, naked with only a blanket as a shield, and Hunter Niall passed out next to me with dark circles around his eyes. In the dim light, his hair shone silver; I was almost tempted to touch it until something clicked.

Whenever someone had tried to enter my mind without my consent, he or she would be assaulted by my most pained images. This, usually, caused all those trying to get into my mind, while I slept, a rude awakening (no pun intended) and made them pass out from shock or whatever else. I immediately recognized the signs that typically occurred afterwards: short labored breaths, darkened eyes, and a pained expression. 'Serves him right.' I thought nodding my head in agreement with my own thought. However, my little empathetic side felt bad for him. Yea, that lasted. I then proceeded to awake him by swinging my arms out 'accidentally' and then followed by yawning very loudly. 'Now that is a rude awakening.' I could not help but laugh at his expression from being awoken in such a manner. Propping myself on my elbow and making sure I was covered, I cocked my head to the side and, as innocently as I could manage, said;

"Have a nice dream sleeping beauty?" he scowled at me and got up from his sprawled position on the floor.

"Either you have twisted dreams or you're just twisted." I knew what he was talking about. I laughed at him silently for underestimating me… again. Just because I was asleep did not mean my defenses were down. I smiled sweetly at him but did not address him on the subject.

"Can I have some clothes?" Well, that seemed to have stopped his train of thought. With his eyes averted, e pointed to a pile of clothing on the coffee table then pointed up the stairs.

"Up the stairs and at the end of the hall" (1) I picked up the pile and followed his directions. Halfway up, I decided to annoy him and show how I outsmarted him… again.

"By the way, next time you decide to skim someone's mind, ask for their permission. You never know what kind of defenses they could have." I kept walking ignoring the indulgence I would get from seeing his surprise. Giggling as I entered the bathroom to change, my smile turned to a slight scowl. The clothing was too big for me, height-wise. I knew that his cousin, Sky, was quite tall like him, but I had been hoping that maybe she had some older (shorter) clothing. 'She probably does, it's just in a box somewhere in England.'

With no other way to clothe myself, I donned the baggy and dragging clothing and went back downstairs. To my surprise, Hunter was sprawled out on the couch, asleep. He looked so peaceful and this time I did not hesitate to touch his baby soft hair. It glittered between silver and gold in the dim lighting of his living room. His serene hypnotizing green eyes fluttered open and I could not pull my self away from his stare. Silence crept upon us and my senses felt heightened. It scared me, so I decided to shatter the silence.

"How long was I out?" He blinked as if he heard me, but at the same time was too immersed in the moment to comprehend what I said.

"Couple of hours." He stared at something over my shoulder. I followed his gaze to a clock on the wall. It was 4 A.M.; I had left at dusk, around seven. I nodded at the clock and turned back to face him. He stared into my eyes and I felt myself being pulled in by his eyes. Before I knew it, I was kneeling by the side of the couch and my lips were inches from his. Yet, all I could see was the endless sea in his eyes.

We kissed and it was as if I had found the epitome of bliss. We pulled away and even though it was a simple kiss, we were both breathless. 'He's my mùirn beatha dàn.' I thought anxiously. I felt my heart start to become whole and then I pushed myself away from him as my father's words traveled into my head 'A challenge… seeker... I want you to 'charm' him to our side…' 'Oh no. The mission. Father. He is not going to let him live past his usefulness. But I need him safe, even if he is my weakness.' I gripped my head as I felt a headache start. 'Would he love me enough? Both of them? I cannot choose sides. I refuse. I need a plan.' I smiled triumphantly as a plan formedin my mind, ensuring my safety and his. I removed my hand from my forehead and looked back into Hunter's eyes. He wore a confused look on his face. 'Cute.' I leaned in for one last kiss. Pulling back, I gave him a genuine and sincere smile.

"I'll be back soon. I have some loose ends get rid of and to tie up." Grabbing his keys from its place by the door, I left to start my plan.

1. I do not remember the orientation of the house and I do not have any books to back me up.

A/n: Yea, delayed reaction huh? Sorry I haven't been updating as often as most of us would like but school is getting very complicated, especially since we missed like two weeks cuz of the hurricane. I promise I'll update again by December. Hope you enjoyed it( sorry if it seems vague) and don't forget to review.