Summary – Hunter arrives in Widows Vale with his mentor Ciaran MacEwan. There he meets his half brother Cal and his girlfriend Morgan, whom he feels strangely drawn to, and is sucked into a cat and mouse game that has played between Ciaran and Selene Belltower for years and on top of it all he is reunited with his cousin Sky who is a Seeker for the International Council of Witches and has been hunting him down for years.

Disclaimer: These are all Cate Tiernans toys. They're just in my playground.

A/N: Only a few chapters left to go now! I promise. For a story that's been regrettably 5 years in the making I am sticking to my word that it will be complete before the year is out! I'm so sorry it's taken me so long to finish! Anyway it's not over yet so enjoy this new chapter and please don't forget to show me some love!

So it appears I have another sister and this sibling doesn't seem to be a complete dickhead like the other two morons. It's Morgan. That bird Cal was seeing and the one Hunter was pining for.

The only problem is da tried to kill her and so I had to betray my own father, a move that's very bloody risky for any moron including me, his own flesh and blood to try to get away with, in order to save her life.
I was drawn to Morgan for some reason when I first met her and I couldn't understand why, all I knew is that it wasn't attraction, which in itself is pretty weird for me. I just knew I couldn't let anyone harm her. Even da.
He may be the worlds biggest asshole but he's my dad and you'd have to be a bloody idiot to cross him. Enter Killian.
And now he's been caught by the council and striped of his Magick, believe me, the bastard had it coming to him, but a part of me still feels like scum for turning on his kin. The only solace I can find in it is that Morgan is safe.

Goddess, I'm itching to talk to her, to get to know my little sis. I'm so happy that I'm not the baby anymore! But the girl is going to need time. I get that. I think Hunter might need a dose in understanding that too, he's not as clever as he thinks, especially when it comes to girls, that's my area of expertise.

Hunter's finally free of the Taibhs. I've gained a sister. The world is free of my dad's rein of terror. We should all be rejoicing right?
I think I need to go home for a few days. Leave Morgan to get her head together and I won't be so tempted to bother her so soon and perhaps I can use that time to try and stop feeling guilty for something I know I shouldn't be. Hunter knows how to reach me if I'm needed. I need a good stiff drink, a party and the opportunity to bury my head in a pair of breasts or two.

- Killian

After our conversation and my ridiculously inappropriate revelation of love, which, by the way, must have been the worst way anyone could have broken the news to anyone, ever before. I asked Morgan if she wanted me to leave her sleep alone. She had looked torn between wanting space from me and not wanting to be alone but in the end, luckily for me, the latter won out.

I curled up next to her on my bed trying so hard not to touch her fearing that it would be very unwelcome. We lay side by side awkwardly for what seemed like hours but was actually closer to about 30 minutes. I could feel, rather than see, that her eyes were as wide open as mine.

Eventually she broke the silence and turned to me. "Thank you," she said, I turned over to face her. "Whatever for?" I asked

"Saving me, despite yourself" she said, "It must have been difficult to resist those urges brought on by the Taibhs."

"It wasn't difficult at all, Morgan. The power you had over me was always stronger than its power over me, as I said already, it was you who saved me." I relaxed a little then and brushed a bit of her hair out of her face and then placed my hand gently on her upper arm. I took it as a good sign when she didn't flinch or pull away.

"I need time," she said then, and in those three words I understood her message as clear as day. She needed time to decide how she felt about all the information I shared with her tonight, about Cal and his death and probably about me. I nodded slowly. "But," she added, "I can't seem to stay away from you," she whispered, I noticed that she looked rather conflicted, "and I don't think I want to even though I know I should, at least right now,"

"I'll always be here, whatever you decide," I told her

"I think I'm beginning to understand that," she let out a yawn, "for now, though, I don't want to make any more decisions or try to understand anything else. I just need you to continue making me feel safe. Will you just, hold me, please?" she asked

Without hesitation I pulled her in my arms and poured all of my emotions into my actions, hoping that my touch could further convey everything I had already told her and help her to realise that she truly was safe with me and that I truly loved her.

Even though she didn't tell me that she loved me too or anything remotely close to that, this was more than I could have hoped for after everything and I was more than relieved that she still wanted to be anywhere near me.

I felt her relax in my embrace and watched her close her eyes. A few minutes later her breathing became deep and even and I knew she was asleep. Even in sleep she looked troubled, like she was going through an internal conflict, though, I didn't expect anything else after all that has happened. It pains me to see her suffering all I wanted to do was shoulder that pain for her and if I could, I would in a heartbeat. To have this beautiful woman sleep beside me not once, but twice now, when she is the furthest thing from what I deserve made me feel like the luckiest man on the planet, but terrified me at the same time as I wondered what my penance will be for all my wrong doings. I prayed to the Goddess and hoped that it didn't involve losing her.

The next morning I woke before Morgan at 9am, by nature I was an early bird and that was oversleeping for me. I must have needed if after the night before.

Morgan was still tucked under my arm. My left arm had gone numb, my back ached and my neck was stiff. Gently I untangled myself from her and placed a pillow under her head and pulled the blanket up over her and then I headed downstairs.

Killian and Sky were already gathered around the breakfast bar, drinking coffee in silence. Killian being awake before 11am was a shock for me. They both looked exhausted.

"How is, Morgan?" Killian asked

"She's strong." I told him, "I told her everything last night and she seems to be dealing with the information better than I thought she would but she's resting now, who knows how she'll be this morning,"

I could tell Killian was itching to connect to his illegitimate sister but was being respectful of her current situation. Those who didn't know Killian very well wouldn't believe he was capable of such feelings towards another person, I was one of the lucky few who did and saw how fiercely loyal he was to those he cared about.

Sky poured me a cup of tea and buttered me a slice of toast, I thanked her and joined them at the table.

"Ciaran was taken to a facility in Ireland that houses witches in need of rehab, psychiatric care or witches that had to be stripped," Sky informed me, "I checked the house over and nearly half of Ciaran's booked were deemed too dark and were taken as well as an entire cabinet of potions and a large chest of dark magick working tools and herbs. Everything else, I guess, belongs to Killian and Morgan now."

After breakfast, I took some toast and a cup of tea back up the stairs with me. I could sense Morgan was in the shower. I didn't know what became of Morgan's clothes, but Sky had thought of everything and had gone over to the Rowland's house to relay how Morgan was coping with Cal's death, picked up some clothes and promised she'll be home safe and sound soon. She was really good and always managed to think of things that I never would.

Morgan stepped out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel, seeing her half naked dripping wet like that stirred all my primal male hormones. I don't know how I managed to contain myself, but I did.

"How are you feeling?" I asked, she shrugged, still seeming sleepy.

I placed her tray of food on the bed and laid her clothes out over my desk chair, "Here I brought you some breakfast and Sky went to fetch some clothes for you," I said, "I'll leave you to get ready and then the rest is up to you," Morgan mumbled a thank you and I headed back downstairs

Sky was just hanging up from a phone call as I re entered the kitchen, "That was Patrick," she informed me, "He's on his way over, he wants to speak with you and he was rather insistent that the sooner, the better," she said apologetically

I sighed, "But Morgan needs me right now," I knew I sounded like a whiney little bitch right now, and quite frankly if I could put this conversation off for as long as possible, I would. I knew I planned to tell them the truth about everything, but I was so scared about what they would do to me for my participation in Ciaran's circle for the last seven years.

"I told him," Sky assured me, she didn't need to finish her sentence telling me that he didn't give a rat's ass about my feelings or Morgan's, we'd had a few hours to get over it already, down to business.

"Where's Killian?" I decided to change the subject upon realising that he was not home.

"He told me to tell you he was heading home for a couple of days just to let things settle back here, he didn't want to get in the way or spook Morgan and he said to call him if and when you need him and he'll be back in a heartbeat,"

Morgan appeared at that moment, she had braided her long wet hair down her back, she was wearing faded jeans and a fuzzy red sweater. I flashed quickly to the image of her standing in my room wrapped in that towel, wet from the shower. She had brought down the tray with the empty plate and cup and thanked Sky for retrieving her clothes, even amidst her tragedy this girl still remembered her manners.

"What would you like to do, Morgan?" I asked, "Would you like to talk some more? Or I could take you out for a drive to try or we can go through some of your wiccan studies if you'd like to take your mind off things" I suggested

"Actually, I think I'd just like to go home." she sounded so small, broken.

"Okay," I sighed, trying hard not to take it personally

"I've got a lot to think about," she explained, "and I don't think I can do it... here. Or with you." that was a blow. It hurt but how could I have been so stupid and selfish? She was kidnapped and brought here, had almost DIED here and then I bombarded her with information and admitted that I was an accessory to multiple murders. OF COURSE she'd want to get away!

"You don't have to explain to me, Morgan." I told her, "Let me get my coat, I'll take you home,"

"Actually, I think it'll be best if I take her," Sky added, "I promised her mum after all,"

Morgan looked a little relieved and again I had to remind myself that it was at least what I deserved, I cleared my throat, "Ah right, yes, of course,"

Sky went to find her car keys while Morgan and I were left standing awkwardly facing each other on the opposite ends of the room, neither one of us knowing what to say to the other to ease the tension, the worst part was, I couldn't tell what she was thinking, how she was feeling and whether her opinion about me had changed. And that was unusual for me, as a witch I can always hone into someone's basic emotions but Morgan was too strong and right now she was a closed book. I didn't like it but I would just have to suck it up for now.

I knew it wouldn't take Sky this long to collect her keys, it felt like she was intentionally giving us some time to say something to one another before she took her home so I made sure to use this time up wisely, "Morgan, just promise me that if you need to talk to someone whether it's about all this, or anything else I'm just a phone call or a witch message away." I said sincerely, walking slowly towards her and closing the distance between us, "Same goes for if you don't feel safe in any way. But if you feel that you don't feel safe or comfortable with me anymore, then promise me you'll at least call Sky."

"I promise," she whispered, "thank you for all your help, again,"

"You're welcome," I replied and resisted the urge to kiss her on the forehead. I was so afraid to cross any boundaries she may have put up since waking, but I didn't want her to leave without showing her some form of affection, instead I took her hand in mine and gently placed a kiss on the back of her hand.

"I'll be seeing you, Morgan," I tried to remain casual

I could see she was struggling to contain her feelings anymore as silent tears slid down her cheeks.

Sky chose the perfect moment to return, "Are you ready, Morgan?" she asked

Morgan could only nod and turned to follow her out of the house leaving me alone with my own thoughts.