"Cal?" Robbie approached his still form, lying on his bed.

"Yeah?" The voice was calm, but a tremor betrayed another emotion: anxiety, confusion, fear?

"Are you alright?" Robbie pursued.

Cal sat up slightly, smiling, "Why wouldn't I be?"

"Well, up until a minute ago, Morgan was your reason for living, literally," Robbie proposed, "and now you have been given an excellently accurate theory for why she was just a tool."

"Does that mean I am still in love with Liadan?" Cal asked.

Robbie shook his head, "You're asking the wrong person."

Cal looked at him, "Who should I ask?"

Robbie smiled slightly, "Yourself, you dope."

"Oh, that's no help at all," Cal grimaced. "I knew I loved her. I knew it. But now I don't know anything at all."

"It could be true that you love Morgan," Robbie reminded him.

"But it's not," Cal sighed. "I guess I knew, even when I knew, that I wasn't."

"You just lost me, but as long as that was a personal epiphany, I'm happy for you," Robbie smiled.

Cal didn't return the smile, "But she betrayed me."

"And we're talking about who now?" Robbie asked, confused.

"Liadan," Cal breathed.

"But weren't you on a break?" Robbie asked.

"That doesn't matter," Cal steamed. "She said the same thing, but it doesn't matter. And of ALL THE PEOPLE she could have chosen…"

"Did Liadan hurt you?" Robbie asked.

Cal looked at him oddly, "Uh, yes."

"Did you like being hurt?"

Cal's confusion deepened, "Uh, no."

"Then why did you try to do the same thing to Hunter?" Robbie asked.

"You are so simple," Cal sighed. "Revenge, of course."

"But it wasn't Hunter who wronged you," Robbie reminded him. "If you were going to punish someone, it should have been Liadan."

"But, what could I do to her?" Cal said helplessly.

"Hmm, ignore her and her kid for another witch?" Robbie theorized.

"Oh, I guess I did that," Cal admitted.

"Don't you think that enough people have been hurt?" Robbie asked.

"But, now Morgan has a little me," Cal reminded him.

"Morgan also has a Hunter," Robbie assured him. "He is a strong guy. He'll be able to find the strength to raise any child of Morgan's as his own."

"But I don't think you could say the same of me. I've done nothing for Bran."

"Bran is still young," Robbie smiled. "He needs a father figure."

"But, there's still the problem of Liadan," Cal winced. "She can't ever forgive all of what I've done, and haven't."

"Liadan is much stronger than you think," Robbie contradicted. "She's been waiting for you a long time and I think she deserves her reward."

"You know, you make a lot of sense," Cal said, looking slightly surprised.

Robbie smirked, "Aren't you glad that I came instead of Bree?"

Cal shuttered, "Uh, that girl has sharper claws then any feline I've met."