Oh no I haven't updated in SO long and I'm really sorry for that. I've been really busy with exam revision (exams in about a week) and with family stuff. I would like to thank everyone who gave their condolences about my Poppas death. It was much appreciated.

I wanna reply to an anonymous review I got this mourning from Wicca32195 which, by the way, prompted me to write and post this chapter.

1) Max was born the same way that Moira was born in the books. Although they took precautions it was destiny that Max would be conceived, and no one messes with destiny.

2) Max may seem a little mature for her age but that is because her whole life she has had to comfort Morgan and she is a smart but innocent little girl. Either that or I suck at writing little kids. I like Max though. With her the whole mature thing kinda works don't ya think?

3) And in response to 3 I hadn't continued the story because I have been really busy so here is the next chapter. Maybe next time you send an anonymous review you could somehow give me a way to reply to it. Otherwise I can't answer your questions! But thank you for the review regardless.

ON TO THE STORY!!!

Disclaimer (coz I ain't done one in a while): I own Max, who owns a Happy Meal toy, and Jessica and Makayla, but don't own anything else…though I wish I owned Hunter. Aren't English accents cool!

Before she could quite believe what was happening she found herself smothered by her former best friend in a backbreaking hug. Morgan's head spun and she almost fainted. This place, town, state, no country were going to be the death of her. There were too many emotions raging through her. She felt like sometime she was going to crash. Finally Bree released her and Morgan's fears were stamped down at the sight of Bree smiling face. Oh how she had missed her.

"I can't believe it's really you Morgan. You have to tell me what you've been up to lately. We kind of lost touch didn't we. Have you seen your parents yet? I'm sure they'll be thrilled to see you. Where did you go? What did…" Bree's rant of questions continued with her oblivious to the fact that Morgan wasn't listening. She was searching around, brow creased with worry.

"Morgan, what's wrong…"

"Where's Max. I can't find Max. Where is she?!"

"Who's Max? Oh! Is he your boyfriend…"

"No! She's my daughter! Where did she go? She was right here just a moment ago!"

Morgan rushed off to look around the shop with Bree struggling to keep up, her pregnancy hindering her movement considerably. Meanwhile Morgan was having a panic attack. Her breath had become shallow and she was beginning to see black dots. She stopped to catch her breath and that's when she heard it.

"Mum!"

She whipped around at hearing her daughters insanely British voice. There she was, standing by the toys section waving brightly at her and smiling. In a second Morgan was by her side and had swept her up in a giant hug. A single tear crept its was down Morgan's cheek as she put Max down and knelt in front of her.

"Maxy baby. You gave Mommy a real scare there. You can't just run off like that. I couldn't find you and it made me worry. Please promise me that you won't ever do it again ok?"

"Ok Mummy I promise." Said Max and she gave her Mum a great big smile. Morgan's heart melted and she smiled back before grabbing her in another big hug. Bree watched the mother and daughter with a smile. Morgan stood up and saw Bree watching and blushed

"Sorry. I kinda panicked for a second there. Oh, um. Let me introduce you to my daughter, Max."

Bree smiled at Max "Hey Max, I'm your Aunty Bree."

Max gave Bree a gorgeous little smile, mumbled a little 'Hello' and hid behind Morgan.

"Sorry, she's a bit shy around strangers." Said Morgan. "Anyway, do you want to go grab something to eat and we can catch up."

"Sure" said Bree and they headed towards the food court.

~~MWHWHWHHHAAAAHAHA!!TheDividerLineIsBackSoFearIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!WaitHowDidSheGetHere?????AnywayNextScene!!!!!!!!!!~~

Morgan stood in line at MacDonald's, waiting to get Max's Happy Meal and her own Deli Wrap. Personally she really couldn't stand anything from this place but she knew it was Max's favourite and they never got to have it at home. Brightingville is far to small to have MacDonald's. Morgan turned around while she waited and check on Max. She was sitting with Bree and quickly getting over her shyness. She was chatting away animatedly whilst Bree payed attention to every word she said and commented occasionally. Morgan smiled and moved to the front of the que.

"Can I please have a Happy meal and a chicken Deli wrap please." Morgan asked the attendant politely. The man was in his late twenties with disgusting smoker's teeth, bad acne and seat stains. As soon as he caught sight of her he sneered in what she supposed was meant to be a charming smile and smoothed his disgusting greasy hair back.

"Would you like a date with that." He asked pathetically. "How about tonight, you and me. We can hit the town or spend the night at my place. You pick."

Morgan felt the need to be violently ill. This sleazebag cannot be serious. But he kept going.

"Come on baby. I'll give you the best night of your life…"

"Mummy?"

Morgan looked down to see Max standing next to her, tugging on her shirt. The attendant looked startled.

"What is it baby?" Morgan asked, a small smile gracing her lips.

"Can I had a juice with me Happy Meal?"

"Of course you can baby." Morgan turned back to the attendant who was looking thoroughly uncomfortable.

"Well. You heard my Daughter. One juice please."

"Um, Yes Ma'am. Coming right up Ma'am."

They got there food extra fast and headed back towards Bree who was giggling.

"I thought you could use some help" she said, looking mischievous.

"You have no idea how much I love you right now."

YusAnotherLineToExertMyDominanceOverYouAll……OkNowIHaveRunOutOfThingsToWrite…LONGLIVEMISS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

After they had finished eating Morgan and Bree talked while Max played with her Happy Meal toy.

"So when is this gorgeous thing due." Said Morgan as she rubbed Bree's swollen stomach affectionately.

"In about a month. Oh the joys of Motherhood. I just can't wait to see the little thing."

"How's Robbie been through this whole thing?"

Bree smiled "Oh, you know. He's being perfect as usual. Waiting on me hand and foot. Going out to the supermarket at all times of the day and night whenever I had a craving. It's almost too good to be true. Almost." Bree's face went dreamy thinking about her man. "Anyway enough about my love life, what about yours. Any new men since you left?"

Morgan sighed, painful memories coming up. "No, there hasn't been. I'm too busy with this handful."

"She has the most gorgeous British accent. She looks exactly like you" Bree observed.

"I know." Said Morgan. "We really should be going. I haven't been to see my parents yet. I can't really procrastinate any longer.

"Oh, ok Morgan. I'll see you later. You have to swing round our house sometime."

"Of course I will."

"Good. Oh and, one more thing. Except for the eyes."

Morgan froze "Except for the eyes what?"

"Max looks exactly like you…Except for the eyes. I know who they belong to."

Morgan sighed. "He's still here isn't he?"

"Honey, he never left."

With that Bree left and Morgan headed out holding Max's hand, her mind occupied with lots of difficult thoughts.

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So there goes another chapter of this story, which I hope you are enjoying immensely. I thought I'd share some stats with you. This is whats been happening with my story so far.

63 Reviews

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And I can't figure out how to find my overall hits on the new fanfic system (grrr) but last I checked it was over 1600 hits…which is HUGE!!

So thank you to everyone. I will try and update as soon as my exams are over.

Yours faithfully

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