This isn't an update just some minor editing. My grammar was all over the place; I think I got most of it though.

Credit to XxHoney PunchxX for the Morgan/Hunter scene cos I can't write Hunter to save my life. XD

I turned slowly to go back inside where I knew I would be facing the firing squad. When I reached the living room I was instantly met with the cold, angry gaze of my mother.

"So when were you going to tell us?"

"About Ciaran and Killian?"

"Of course! What else?!"

"I wasn't planning on telling you at all because I knew you'd react like this!"

"You found your biological father and half brother and you didn't think we should know?!"

"Why should I tell you? They're my family, not yours!"

Mom was seething by now and I could see that Mary K was close to tears.

Throwing up my hands in frustration I whirled and stormed upstairs.

I slammed into my room and launched myself facedown on my bed, punching the pillow hard. I felt like crying again but I was too angry.

The phone started ringing downstairs. I knew immediately that it was Hunter.

I ran to answer it, realising that I hadn't told him any of what had happened.

I only just grabbed the phone before my mother reached it.

"Hunter!"

"What's wrong, love?" His lack of greeting was somehow reassuring.

"Hunter, its Ciaran. He's dead."

"I know, that's why I'm calling. I was going to ask you to come over and tell you then. How do you know?"

"Killian's here. He came and told me earlier. He wanted me to hear it from him."

"Oh, Morgan, I'm so sorry."

"No, its okay. Killian I can take. If you had been the one to tell me I think I would have completely lost it."

I neglected to mention that I hadn't exactly taken it well even without Hunter having broken the news to me.

"Do you want me to come over?"

I hesitated. How do you explain that you can't see someone because if you do you'll probably start bawling?

"No better not. My parents aren't dealing with the fact that I have an older brother very well."

"Okay; well call me if you need anything."

"Okay."

We hung up with our usual habit of not saying goodbye and I realised that mom had been listening.

"So Hunter knew about this family of yours as well did he?!"

Shit. I quickly ran back over my conversation with Hunter wondering how much she had overheard. Luckily she didn't seem to have heard anything too incriminating.

"Yeah, Hunter knows. I told him ages ago because I knew he wouldn't go off the rails over it!" I was shouting again but was past caring.

I grabbed my car keys and stormed out of the house.

"Where are you going?" Mom demanded.

"To Hunter's!"

I got in Das Boot and started the drive to Hunter's house fuming. He was standing in the doorway sensing me pull up.

"Hey, love, I thought you were having family issues?" Hunter smiled pulling me inside the house out of the cold. He kissed me quickly as a greeting, regardless of my mood and I didn't pull back.

"I am. Mom knows that you knew about Killian and Ciaran." I answered, as we pulled apart. I felt my anger just flicker out, being in Hunters arms. I groaned pathetically. "I wish I had gone with Killian and gotten wasted."

"No you don't. Remember what happened the last time?"

I remembered all too well what happened the last time. Just the memory of that hangover was enough to put me off. I cringed remembering then just nodded.

Hunter led me inside and left me in the living room for a few moments then returned with some tea. Thankfully he spelled it to be soothing. I smiled soon as I drank it, already feeling it calm me down to some degree. Hunter sat into the seat beside me and took my hand.

After a few moments of silence Hunter asked, "Do you want to talk about it?" He smiled facing me. I hesitated, unsure of whether or not I really wanted to get into it all and forced back the tears that were threatening to spill over. Slowly so the tears wouldn't fall I told Hunter the entire story. Including the fights with my parents, which nearly had me howling like a banshee.

Hunter leaned in to kiss me. "They'll come around. Remember it's a bit hard on them as well. They know about your past after all."

"What makes it even worse is the fact that he was killed by a Taibhs; I mean Ciaran MacEwan, Leader of Amyranth - killed by Taibhs. It's just so strange; I guess I just thought nothing could have killed him. Especially something he has been summoning for years…" Morgan said tears threatening to spill from her eyes again.

Hunter nodded knowing what she was feeling. I was strange to have something like that kill him, but he probably made that fatal mistake in summoning it.

"Anyway about your parents; they are probably feeling hurt themselves. They're probably thinking 'What if they tried to take her?' I mean they raised you practically from birth Morgan. They are bound to feel this way. And because Ciaran and Killian are witches it doesn't help." Hunter said stroking her cheek and the back of her neck. Her skin felt on fire where he touched, "Anyway. Most of your day is spent at school." He added trying to make the situation better, then adding with a grin, "And you know you're always welcome here…"

I grinned back having to laugh. Momentarily the sadness over Ciaran's death left me when he kissed me. I smiled and kissed him back. First they were friendly and reassuring. Then Hunter, being Hunter, made them more passionate. We sat there for hours and I didn't even bother looking at the time. Then someone came through the door shocking us apart.

"Sorry to interrupt…" Sky said with a smirk on her face at the living room door. Morgan stole a quick glance at the clock and then sighed. She had to go home.

"Don't worry. I have to go anyway…" I said standing trying to hide the fact I was blushing. Hunter then looked at the clock himself and then stood behind me. Sky stepped aside into the kitchen to let me out. She gave us some privacy and made herself a cup of tea in the kitchen. Hunter stood with me beside the door. I turned and smiled then took off. Hunter grabbed my wrist and pulled me back for a last kiss. Eventually we eased apart. I reluctantly walked back to Das Boot.

Driving home I didn't really think about Ciaran being dead at all but soon as I got home it all came rushing back without a warning almost making me cry. Realising it was quite late I slipped in silently hoping everyone was asleep. However my mother was waiting for me in the living room ready for Family War Round 2.

"Where have you been?" Mom's voice was calm but I knew that one wrong move and she would explode at me. I wasn't in the mood for walking on eggshells though.

"Hunter's." I replied shortly.

"Doing what?!"

I almost burst out laughing at that one. She was more worried about what hunter and I were getting up to than the fact that I had long lost relatives popping up left, right and centre.

I gave her a disgusted look. "I just found out that Ciaran is DEAD and you're worried about whether I'm having sex with Hunter?! You are UNBELIEVABLE!"

"Morgan, it's nearly two in the morning, what am I supposed to think?! I'm starting to wonder if catholic school might have been a good influence."

"Oh no, I don't need this now, mom!"

"Don't you? Maybe this is exactly what you need."

"It really isn't. I just want to go to bed, get some sleep and call Killian in the morning so we can talk properly."

"I really don't think he's a good influence on you either."

"You only met him once and not under the best circumstances!"

"He is probably drunk, Morgan, that's what he said last night!"

"He has the right idea! I wish I'd gone with him!"

"Morgan! I won't have you drinking! It's bad enough that you went off round Hunter's house instead of sorting out your problems."

I opened my mouth to answer then closed it suddenly feeling too wound up even to argue. Instead I turned and stormed up the stairs slamming my bedroom door shut behind me and wedging my bedside table under the door handle.

The next morning I got up even later than usual and went down to gulp a diet coke, rushing to give Mary K a lift only to find that she had already left.

In an even worse mood than usual due to my parents frosty attitude towards me and Mary K's early departure, I stormed into the living room and picked up the phone, punching in Killian's mobile number with a little more force that was really necessary.

When he finally picked up he sounded so hung over that I was briefly glad I hadn't followed him the night before.

"Ugh my head! Morning Sis."

Not in the mood for small talk I got straight to the point.

"Can you meet up with me later? We need to talk without my parents around."

"Yeah sure, I'll meet you from school; I should be recovered by then."

"Okay, thanks. I have to go or I'll be late. Hope you feel better, bye."

I hung up feeling marginally better myself and left to get to school in the fifteen minutes left till the late bell.

I went through school that day like a zombie, moving from class to class without really registering where I was or what I was supposed to be learning. Bree kept asking what was wrong and all I could do was stare blankly at her and tell her I was fine.

As promised Killian was waiting outside the school on his usual stone bench. He looked as if he had started drinking as soon as he left and hadn't stopped till morning.

I walked over to him avoiding Mary K's glare as she walked out of school arm in arm with Jaycee.

"Hey, Killian."

"Hey, little sister. How are you holding up?"

"You look like death warmed over." I told him choosing not to answer his question.

"I feel like death warmed over. Worst hangover I've ever had. Well, that I can remember having. And you don't look so hot yourself Sis."

I tried to smile and failed miserably. Giving up I linked my arm through his and propelled him towards Das Boot.

We got in and sat in silence for a few minutes before Killian spoke.

"Look sis, I'm not sure if it would be a good idea for you to be at the funeral. No one knows you and half of Amyranth will probably be there. I'm not going either. We can go see the grave after if you want to but I don't think you should be at the funeral."

I looked away from him and out the car window. I had mixed feelings about whether or not I even wanted to go to the funeral but it would have been nice to have a real choice.

After a moment I nodded my agreement, knowing that he was right. It would be really stupid to risk going to Ciaran's funeral and I could visit the grave afterwards with Killian if I wanted to say goodbye.

Next chapter will probably be the last one mainly because I didn't actually have a plot in mind when I started this. (Yes Lissa I know I should plan it XD) I dnt know how long its going to take. So Please review!