A/N: Thank you for your reviews! As you can tell things are getting a lot more sinister now. I will be swapping point of view again as usual – This chapter is from Morgan

As Moria trudged silently up stairs, Hunter turned to me.

"I'll go and place more spells around the house." He stood up and I shook my head slowly and grabbed his arm to pull me up.

"I'll come with you."

Hunter shook his head and tried to push me back onto the sofa. "Stay here. I'll sort it."

I shook my head again, feeling slightly stronger.

"No. I'll do this with you." Then I took his hand and pulled him towards my workroom to retrieve our tools.

It was then I saw it again.

Moria, lying on the twigs and leaves of a woodland floor. Her eyes were wide, but empty, hollow: Dead.

And he was standing over her, his white linen robe stained with blood; her blood. A dripping Atheme clutched in his hand. Then, eyes glittering, he tipped back his head and laughed.

"MORGAN!"

I gasped and felt myself hit the floor. My hands went to my stomach and I felt the stickiness of a liquid there. Oh Goddess…

"Crap. Moria! Call Katrina! Call Keady!" I could hear Hunter continue to call out instructions, heard Moira's feet padding down the stairs. Then a muffled scream. Alls I could see was fading, dimmer, dimmer, until it was blackness. The noise was simply a buzzing in my ears…

Don't let go, Morgan.

The voice rang smooth and clear. It was tinted with Irish, a voice that I had heard a few times before… Meave?

Child, don't let go. I'm here, Morgan. There are people that need you where you are. Don't let go. Hold on. It's a struggle, and it will hurt, but you must fight this! You can fight it, Morgan. I love you.

"Morgan?" Hunter. "Morgan, love, please hear me. Goddess, please hear me Morgan!"

I can, Hunter, I can!

"I love you Morgan. Please, just open your eyes. Its alright. Just open your eyes."

It hurts, I whimpered to myself. It hurts.

"Come on, Morgan. I'm here. No one can hurt you now."

I fought it. I pushed with all my might, and a bright light flooded my eyes.

"Morgan." A face came into view, and I focused.

A scream stifled in my throat.

"Cal!"