A/N- Sorry for the long wait! I kind of lost the inspiration to write for about a week or so. It put me very behind. Anyhow, I hope you all will enjoy this chapter.

Chapter 6- Magical Insight

Morgana jumped up from her seat. She dropped the crystal that had been in her hand on the map before her. She backed slowly away from it.

She had just had a strong sense of Gosalyn's energy. Very strong. So much so that she now knew clearly where the young girl was hiding. But it disturbed her. Only so many different things could produce such a strong signature. Death…and…physical passion. And the signature had been held to long to be death. A death signature was more like a power surge. This meant…

Morgana pushed the thought away. It bothered her to think that Gosalyn, at the very moment she had began scrying for the girl, was sleeping with Negaduck. And if it bothered her…it would kill her beloved Dark. But she had to tell him. It wasn't right that she would withhold information from him. Especially this information. Well, maybe she would only tell him of her location and leave out how she finally found her.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the doorbell. Grateful for the distraction, she rushed downstairs and opened the door. Her father stood on the other side.

"Daddy, what are you doing here?" Morgana asked.

Morton McCawber stepped through the doorway. He was always welcomed at his daughter's house and had never had to worry about an invite to cross the threshold. Morgana stared at him as she shut the door after him.

"You didn't answer," she said, following him into the sitting room.

"Darling, we must talk," he said, taking a seat in a high-backed, velvet chair. Morgana set on the couch across from him.

"Okay. But what about? Daddy, I don't mean to sound…ungrateful that you've stopped by, but I have an important telephone call to make," she said.

"I know," Morton said as Eek and Squeak flew into the room with a pot of tea.

The two bats set it down on the coffee table between the witch and the vampire. They then flew back towards the kitchen for cups.

"What do you mean, you 'know'? Daddy, what do you know? Have you known all along where they're at?" Morgana said, taking a cup from Eek as Morton did the same from Squeak.

"No, daughter, I haven't known all along. I know now. I've been using a location spell myself."

Morton helped himself to the tea. Morgana had set her cup down, forgetting it for the moment. She raised an eyebrow at her father as he calmly began to sip the tea.

"What's going on, Father?" she asked, standing.

Morton chuckled, still drinking. "Child, you can never tower over me as you do others. No matter how powerful you are, I am more so. Sit down, silly girl."

Morgana did not move. "Daddy, you know as well as I do that you're magic is not what it used to be. I've taken you on and won before, and I will do it again. Tell me what is going on!"

It was now Morton's turn to stand. He sat down his cup and looked his daughter in the eye.

"I've been using a type of therapy to help me regain my former glory. Would you care for me to test it?" he said, colored orbs of magic beginning to form at his hands. Morgana sank back onto the couch. The vampire chuckled, retaking his seat as well. "As I thought. However, I am proud that you do stand up when you feel you need to. That lets me know that it you, not your husband, that rules this roost. Now, for why I am here. It concerns Gosalyn and Negaduck."

"I never doubted that. But what concerns them, Daddy? Quit beating around the bush!"

"Dearest, are you sure that we should be trying to take Gos back?"

Morgana narrowed her eyes at her father. "What do you mean? We're only trying to protect her."

"That's exactly what I mean. What makes you think that she even needs protection? Maybe they are actually in love," Morton said plaintively.

"She is too young for him. She is just a child," Morgana said. "He'll hurt her. Maybe even kill her…just as he did Launchpad."

"She is no younger than your mother was when she met me. I, too, am an immortal, just like Negaduck is now. Which, may I remind you, is your doing, child. In fact, she is a year older than your mother. My darling wife was sixteen when I first met her. True, we did not marry until she was eighteen, but still…I loved her. Love her still. Do you not believe the same is possible for Gosalyn and Negaduck?"

"He's evil."

"So was I, once upon a time. Your mother saw past my previous misdeeds and accepted that I had changed. And it caused us much strife, but eventually, she made others see that as well. I believe that this is the same situation Gosalyn and Negaduck are in," Morton said, standing. "I take my leave now. But think about what I have said. If you want my advice, Morg, and you don't want Darkwing to find out that Gos has…given herself to Negaduck, don't make that telephone call."

And with that, the vampire left. Morgana sat there, dumbfounded. Could it all be true? Could this situation be the same as that of her mother's and father's? The witch sat and recalled, for a moment, the stories her mother used to tell her about how she and her father had met. Those had been Morgana's bedtime stories. But…

Pushing that thought aside, Morgana took a deep breath, reached over to the end table, and picked up the telephone's receiver.

End Notes: Okay, Morton was not originally going to appear in this chapter, but I missed him. Didn't you? I thought I would bring him back in for a moment. Anyhow, please review!