A/N Hey! Thanks to Ally, Hope this is soon enough for you, I am so glad you read this because you are like the only person who reviews. Also hey to my friend Yasmin who will eventually read this chapter (I started writing this just before we met up to go and see Romeo and Juliet) I hope it will be good!

"What? How?" Keairs asked, feeling completely confused. This weird boy sits next to her in a sort of real dream about her being in the Summerlands and says he's related to her? Well, it was true she didn't know all of her blood family. Mainly because she didn't want to, her father was an evil witch as was his family. Her mother she didn't know much about, although she had helped to save Keaira's life, so she assumed she wasn't evil.

"I'm your... uncle I guess,"

"Cal?" She lept up in shock, she knew that this was a witch that did not need to be in her life. He had ruined her adoptive mother's and father's lives and she didn't want him to ruin hers.

"Morgan's told you about me... and Hunter too I guess," He looked so... sad.

"Yes, of course," (A/N Oh my god, I just realised, because of my strange intertwining of the families, Hunter is really Keaira's uncle too, but he's her Dad as well... that sounds so weird!)

"I should have expected that... and I suppose you don't think much of your father, but I never knew him, I didn't know about him,"

"I know, and that's one thing that made him so... I don't like Selene either. In fact wow, I don't like any of your family, including you!"

"My family is your family. In more ways than one. I mean Hunter is my brother, as is Braeden. So we're all related, and your biological father was Braeden, so you are my neice."

"No, I'm not, in no way. For one you are dead! And for another..." She didn't know what to say, it was in a strange freaky soap opera way, true. "I'm going now," and she forced herself to wake up.

It was almost like pulling herself out of a scrying vision, a little uncomfortable but she knew she could wake up, so she did. She sat up, bleary eyed and headed straight into the shower. It was a sunday, most people would have a long lie, but she really didn't want to go back to sleep.

A/N Sorry this is so short, but I wrote this ages ago, and I have no idea what happens next, so I thought I'd post this, so you can read a bit!