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CPOV

Goddess, what was I thinking? Sky was Hunter's cousin. So she was my half-cousin. Sort of. Besides, it must run in their side of the family, because they were both so stubborn. Courtney had said so a thousand times! You'd think they'd open up a little bit. They're all business. That is so irritating.

Morgan and Sky arrived quickly. They were a bit early, probably anxious about Hunter. I looked at Morgan and remembered that she was who I was fighting Hunter and Sky for. Of course.

"So what are we going to do?" Sky challenged me. I looked at her.

"We're going to scry for him," I replied.

"We already did that," Sky told me. I sighed.

"Yes, but you didn't have me." I said. It was true, I could show them what they wanted to know without showing them what I didn't want them to know.

"Sure, everything's going to be different with the evil sorcerer's son." Sky said sarcastically.

"Cut it out, Sky," I said. "It will be different." It was going to be so different that she would be astounded. That'll show the British a thing or two.

"We're going to use fire," I announced, taking out a candle. "Morgan? Would you?" Morgan lit the candle with her mind. We all looked into the fire. Are you ready for this? It challenged. 'Courtney,' I sent her a witch message then. 'We're ready.' Courtney had agreed to step outside the antimagick field so I could signal her. Yes, we answered the fire. Show us Hunter.

HPOV

Courtney had gone for a little while. I was surprised. She normally didn't leave me alone unbound. I felt someone scrying for me. I jumped.

"You guys," I said quietly, as if Courtney was going to come back through the door any second. "I don't know where I am, but I'm being held by Courtney. Sky should know who she is. You can ask her later." I heard footsteps. "Hang in there! Tell Cal I hate his guts!" Courtney entered.

"Giomanach," she said innocently. "Was that your cousin?" I felt the scriers fade. I just glared at her. Courtney grinned. She went over to me and whispered in my ear,

"Now they're scrying for me. Oh well. Looks like you're going to have to play statue for a while." She said this so the scriers couldn't hear. I opened my mouth to warn them.

"Guys! Courtney can…" then I couldn't move.

"It's strange, Giomanach," Courtney said to me. "How much your cousin cares about you. After all, it's not like you're the best person in the world. Why doesn't she go hang around Cal? He's much better." Oh, wow. She thought Cal was so great. Why not go advertise him in front of everybody?

"Do you have a girlfriend?" She asked suddenly. Of course she did. She was Courtney. She also knew I couldn't answer. This was all a publicity stunt.

I have little sore spots. This girl knew all but one, and now she had stumbled across it on accident! She was smart!

"What's she like?" she asked eagerly. I willed up all my energy.

"Courtney can hear you," I said as loud as I could.

"Pardon?" asked Courtney.

"Stop scrying," I ordered. Courtney grinned.

"Well aren't you clever?" she said. "Ah, well, go on, why don't you? Go away! I know about you; you know about me, now go away!" Courtney shook her head. "They are so persistent," She unbound me.

"Okay, now really," she said, looking really interested. "What's she like?" I stared at her suspiciously. She didn't seem evil; she didn't seem to know Cal. She seemed like the girl I had first taught a long while ago. I raised my eyebrows, she raised hers like I was about to tell her a big secret. I spent a long time just staring at her, looking for any signs of trickery or evil. She didn't show any. But that didn't mean she wasn't.

"You really want to know?" I said. Courtney nodded eagerly. "Maybe you should have thought about that before you kidnapped me!" Courtney frowned and looked really disappointed. I rolled my eyes. Did she have a reverse personality or something?

SPOV

We broke out of scrying for Courtney. So now we knew who had Hunter. All we had to do was find him.

Knowing who had my cousin didn't help much. I stared at Cal, looking very pleased with himself. How lofty he is. "That's it?" I asked, and the confident smile dropped off his face. "That doesn't help much. All we know is who has him. We still don't know where he is."

"He's in Widow's Vale," Cal replied. "Not too far away,"

"We already knew that!"

"Hey," Morgan shouted, playing peacemaker. "It's all we could have done. Did anybody see a window?"

"I think I did," I said slowly.

"I did," Cal said suddenly. We all looked at him. "It was in the back."

"What did you see?" Morgan asked him.

"I saw a big tree," he said immediately. I stared at him suspiciously. It was like he had been purposefully looking for a window. Cal caught my expression. "Yes, I was looking at the window most of the time," he said, reading my face perfectly. "After all, this was about finding him. That's what we were scrying for."

It was…brilliant. It was such a good idea that I was surprised he actually thought of it. "You thought of that?" I asked.

"Sure," Cal replied. "I mean, you want me for a reason." Not really. Still, you had to give him credit. He was about to help us find Hunter, after all.

"So he's in the woods," Morgan said as if to herself. I grinned.

"We're one step closer to find Silver."

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