A/n: Hello my lovelies, here goes the next chapter for you, enjoy and r+r please.

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Even though I'm no longer a member, I contacted the council to ask about Morgan's dreams, they took a lot of convincing to help us, until I explained that people's lives are in danger, I'm beginning to think that they only care about themselves. I never trust the council's judgement, but they have powerful people among them who could help decipher Morgan's dream. All they told me is that they believe its Morgan's conscience tearing at her for being the cause of her fathers death, I told them that's rubbish, that there's more to it than that but they want nothing more to do with it and hung on me! I think that death wasn't the end for Ciaran, I think it's a lot more than what we're seeing. Whatever it is, we're in danger.

- Giomanach

Morgan sat in her math class and stared down at the textbook of sums in front of her, how stupid, she thought, when will I ever need know these equations in my adult life? How is this going to help me fight the darkness? She filled in the answers to the questions not caring whether they were right or wrong. A week ago she would barely have to look at them and she'd know the answer, now they just seemed like a blur of numbers.

The shrill ringing of the life saving bell went off and Morgan stood up and slammed the text book close and she packed it into her book bag and put her worksheet in the tray on the teachers desk at the front of the classroom, "Um, Morgan, can I have a word please?" Mrs Henderson asked just as Morgan was about to make her escape, she turned on the spot to face her teacher with a bored expression, "Yes?" she queried.

Mrs Henderson pointed at the seat at the front of the class, "Please, sit" she said motioning with her hand. Morgan slumped down into the chair with a massive sigh.

"Are you okay?" her teacher surprised Morgan by asking. Well, not really… she thought, "Yes. Fine. Why?" Morgan said. "It's just that, well you've not been yourself the last few days" she said, "When you first came here you were dismissive and disrupted and a general pain" Morgan nodded, not knowing where she was going with her point, "But then, miraculously you changed, in a big way, you certainly surprised all of the faculty and we were all pretty proud of you when you buckled down and you became… well nice and you… you're a bright girl Morgan." "Yes, what are you trying to say Mrs Henderson?" Morgan asked, "I don't want you to fall behind again, you've become very distracted lately" well wouldn't you be too if you were going through what I was going through, Morgan thought, "I know what you're thinking" she continued, "You've got other stuff going on and I wouldn't understand, just try not to let it get in the way of your work, I heard you opened your own shop and you have other responsibilities in your life, but you could go a long way, a long, long way. In fact I sent your file over to oxford and a lot of other major colleges and every single one has accepted you, you only have to pick one" She pulled a wad of letters out of her drawer, and sure enough there were at least 20 letters of acceptance there.

Morgan was touched, speechless. "Well, wow, I don't know what to say." Morgan said, "We all have high hopes for you here Morgan." "Thank you," she managed. Mrs Henderson smiled, "You were meant for great things Morgan, but I think there is one in particular you should think about" she said taking the letters of Morgan and picking one out, she handed it back to her. Morgan read it and looked up at her favourite teacher. She never picked up on the fact that Mrs Henderson was a witch too, "This is for that witchcraft school up in Scotland, how did you? Why? Who are you?"

"I've been watching you for a long time Morgan, My name is Erica Henderson, I was sent here 2 years ago by the council when a seer in the coven foresaw that a dark young witch needed help and guidance was coming here, I've been cloaking who I was from you until I knew the time was right, I just felt a change in you lately, I hope you're- " "Not going back to old ways?" Morgan cut her off, "No I'm not," "Well, what is the matter?" she asked running a hand through her thick red hair. Morgan filled her in with her dreams and told her that Hunter had tried to get back in touch with the council but they aren't willing to help.

"I think you and Hunter are right Morgan, I believe you are in danger, and I think the council believe you are also, but because most of them don't believe that 'civilian' witches ought not intervene in council business." "What!" Morgan lurched up from her chair "All this time thy believed us and they've fobbed us off with that ridiculous excuse and now they're looking into it themselves? What the…? What gives them the right? This is people's lives they're messing with!"

"I know Morgan, please calm down, I'll contact them and I'll keep giving you all the information I can, I don't believe in what the elder members do half of the time, but at the end of the day, they're good people they're doing what they think is right." "Right for who?" Morgan muttered, "Thanks again, Erica, I'll think about it, I really will"

Morgan turned and left the room and walked down the empty corridors, her footsteps reverberating off the walls. She outstretched her fingertips on both hands using her powers to blow open the doors before she exited them, knowing it was wrong to do so, she just needed to blow of some steam.

Climbing into her Porsche she turned on the engine and it purred to life, she put a CD into the player and turned the volume up and sped off down the street.

When she was halfway home, Morgan heard a scream in her mind, without thinking she turned the wheel sharply to take the next exit and headed to the place that the scream came from, she searched for it with her minds eye. She learned it was Mary K.'s home, she climbed out the car and a SUV was parked outside, Morgan knew it as Bakker's mom's car, the passenger door swung open then slammed shut again. She heard muffled cries from inside. That was it, something inside Morgan had changed she could feel the anger and her magick flowing through her, just like she used to all the time, she knew it was wrong but she was past caring.

Morgan headed over to the car yanked the door open and pulled Bakker out by his collar and threw him to the floor, he stared up at her eyes wide open, "What the hell do you think you are doing?" She growled at him. "What's it to you bitch?"

Morgan helped Mary K. out of the car and quickly asked her is she was okay, Mary K. nodded "Go inside," Morgan told her firmly, Mary K. ran inside.

"This has nothing to do with you!" Bakker yelled at her, "She's my girlfriend man, we were having a private moment,"

"Sure you were Bakker," Morgan said in an amused tone, "She looked like she was really enjoying your 'private moment' the screams really gave it away, good job man." With her powers Morgan held Bakker in place, "You are never to see Mary K. again, you are not to talk to her, touch her, if I even catch you even looking at her I'll know and I'll come for you." Bakker struggled in his place, "Oh yeah?" he said, "And what are you going to do about it if I do?" he challenged

"Believe me when I say you don't want to know" Morgan threatened, "You can't hurt me, bitch" he spat at her, Morgan threw a ball of crackly blue witch fire at his chest where it left a scorch, Bakker let out a painful scream "What are you?" he cried.

Morgan knelt beside him and healed his wound, "That is the barest taste of what I can do to you. Next time, there won't be anything left to heal" she warned and then released him with her mind. He got up and scrambled into his car and drove off.

Morgan relaxed and felt her anger melt away, what had she done? She thought, she would have to think about it later, now she needed to make sure Mary K. was alright, and make sure she didn't see anything. She went up to the door and knocked. Nikki opened the door. "Yes?" she said, no greeting just, yes? Morgan smiled, "Hi, I came to see Mary K." Nikki didn't reply, instead she just pointed up the stairs, Nikki just wondered off and positioned herself in front of the TV.

Morgan sensed pain and distress from Mary K.'s room, she went in and found her crying on her bed. Saying no words Morgan just hugged her.

"He used to be so nice" Mary K. choked out. "Why would he do this to me?" "Listen to me, he is an ass, you'll not go near him again, and I'll make sure he'll never hurt you again, I promise" Mary K. looked up at Morgan, "What did you say to him?" she asked, "It doesn't matter, just know you'll be safe now" Mary K. smiled softly, "He broke my heart," she said, "Thank you," "it's okay" Morgan smiled. After a moment Mary K. said "I wish you were my sister"