After dropping Killian off at the house where he was staying I drove straight home but sat outside in Das Boot for several moments not wanting to go inside in case Mary K was already there.

I knew it was cowardly of me but I just couldn't take another argument with her right then.

Sighing and running a hand through my hair I got out of my car and walked up the front path mentally berating myself the whole way for being such a coward about seeing my own sister.

Thankfully the house was empty and I hurried to the phone to call Hunter; he picked up on the first ring.

"Hey, love."

"Hey." I replied, not really knowing where to start.

"Morgan, what's the matter?"

"Just...Killian doesn't think it would be a good idea for me to go to the funeral."

"And what do you think?"

"I don't know...I mean he's right. All his family will be there and most of Amyranth, plus I'd have to go to Scotland cost that's where he wanted to be buried apparently."

"But you feel like you need to say goodbye?"

I chose not to answer that one, instead asking him "You don't think I should go either, do you?"

Hunter considered carefully. "I think it's up to you but if it's my opinion you want then I think it's a really bad idea for you to be there."

I groaned and flopped back onto the couch. "Why does everything have to be so complicated?!"

"Because that's how life is. You just have to believe it will all work out in the end."

His voice was soft and filled with sympathy. We talked a while longer and then moved onto more interesting activities which included Hunter lying on top of me, pressing me into the couch while trailing gentle kisses down my neck as his hand slipped under the hem of my blouse.

It was at this point we were, unfortunately interrupted by the sound of my mothers shriek from the doorway. "What on earth is going on in here?!"

Hunter shot up off of me before I had even registered the amount of trouble I was going to be in the second he was out of the house.

"What do you think you're doing?! Get away from my daughter, right now! "

"Mom, I can explain..." I started although honestly I had no idea how to even begin explaining but she was having none of it.

"Morgan, get to your room, I'll deal with you in a minute. Get out of my house, Hunter; I don't want to find you in here again without my permission!"

Hunter glanced at me before grabbing his coat and heading for the front door. "I'll call you later." He told me as he hurried out the door still blushing furiously.

As soon as he was out the door my mother rounded on me. "What did you think you were doing?! I have told you time and time again no boys in the house when your father and I aren't here and I come home to find you doing... that... on the couch!"

"Mom, we were just..." I stopped unable to find the words to justify what we had been doing and too tired to try.

"Just go to your room, Morgan I'll talk to you later." With that she turned and marched into the kitchen.

The next morning was an absolute nightmare. Both my parents were mad at me because of what I had been caught doing with Hunter and Mary K still wasn't speaking to me because of Killian. I had received the "We're so disappointed in you" lecture the night before when my dad got home and none of them had spoken to me since though Mary K had given me a glance of grudging respect when she found out why I was in disgrace.

She still got a ride to school with a friend though, apparently not willing to sit in a car with me for 10 whole minutes.

I stumbled through school barely aware of what class I was in never mind what I was supposed to be learning and left in a worse mood than when I came in.

Killian was waiting for me after school on his usual stone bench and didn't improve my disposition by howling with laughter when I told him about the events of the previous night.

I glared at him as he finally stood up straight, wiping tears of mirth from his eyes. "I'm sorry, sis but I would have paid to see that!"

"Glad you find it so damn funny!" I started to walk towards Das Boot, still fuming, leaving my brother to catch me up.

"Oh, don't be like that. Morgan!" He grabbed my arm and pulled me around to face him.

"Kyle called earlier. Wanted to know if I was going to be back for the funeral. Figured I'd stick around here with you; we could have a circle if you want."

I got a little less angry at that. "Won't your family wonder where you are?"

He shook his head. "Nah. They just figure I'm grieving in my own way. They don't really care as long as they aren't around for it."

I didn't know what to say to him. I had no experience of a family that couldn't give a toss where I was or what I was doing.

"I have to get home." I told him. "Mom grounded me for the rest of my natural life."

Killian tried and failed to hide his smirk and pulled me in for a hug. "It'll be okay, you know? Its not gonna feel like this forever; you barely had a chance to know him but he did love you." He paused and frowned. "In his own twisted way. I have got to stop getting all sentimental."

I laughed and hugged him back. "See you later, Killian." Over his shoulder I spotted Mary K walking past with a couple of her friends. She was glaring at me again and I wondered idly how long she was going to keep this up. I sighed and headed towards my car, giving one last wave to Killian who was so busy flirting with a couple of girls from my year that he barely noticed. So much for the grieving son.

Yeah I guess you realised by now that this was pretty much a filler chapter and a short one at that but I'm still working the plot out. And that's no excuse for not reviewing btw. Lol

Sorry, Lissa I couldn't work the nudity in but he did get chucked out of the house so I hope you're happy. :P

Will try to update quicker next time.