Sealed

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Quinn laid silent in the bed that Henri had placed her in. Her eyes were open but she wasn't watching or listening. She had closed her mind, it was a skill she didn't know she had until she was able to close out Henri and the other voices trying to deceive her. She wanted her mind closed so that no more images of Flan and Mary Katherine could come to her. Her body felt weak. But she knew that she needed to get stronger, for Morgan. SHe had no will left for herself, but she could not let the precious life within her slip away.

The McKenna women were indeed rich with magic, they always had been. Quinn traveled within her own mind, trying to find the strength to endure. Henri had drained almost all of her strength, but she knew there had to still be some inside of her. Quinn concentrated on her lives past with Flan. Magic had lived in both Meara and Aithne. Aithne had been the child of a healer, her marriage to Flan bonded by Nessa. Meara had been able to see into the hearts of men. Quinn tried to remember.

Words of Aithne's came to her mind, and she focused all of her energy on them. She whispered the incantation. She felt her heart beat faster. She felt a little stronger, but she kept still with her mind cloaked.

Henri sat beside her bead, satisfied. Forrester was dead. He had sent Flan to the church. Flan would be beside himself after finding the blood stains and the clothes. He wanted Flan broken, just as he had broken poor little Quinn. Henri then left Quinn in the care of two of his minions. He had one more pretty little mortal to suck the life from and then enjoy.

 

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As Flan rose from the floor to leave this awful place, he felt a hand touch his shoulder. It was not the hand of any human or vampire, this was a light and airy touch, one that he had never experienced before. He turned to face the image of a beautiful young woman, clothed in a tattered dress that had been ripped all the way up to her sex. Her hair tussled and there were tear stains in her eyes. She was floating above the floor and the wall behind her was visible.

Her mouth did not move, but her words resounded in his head. He could tell that Mary Katherine could hear her too. "I am Mary Scott, I am Henri's first victim. I speak for the rest of the victims of this mad man, He has used some magic to keep us trapped here between this plain and what lies beyond. Henri derives even more pleasure in making us watch him bring the newest victim over into our keep. We have tried to stop him, to warn the next one, but we have not had the means until now. The child with in Mary Katherine McKenna, Nessa is a powerful spirit and can help us save the woman Henri now has in his clutches. We must hurry to her before her takes her life and rapes her corpse like he has all of us. Please, we must stop him this time! I know Nessa can free our souls if we stop him."

She showed them the room in Ipswich's Ancient House, where Henri was terrorizing the young dark haired woman. The rest of the female ghost were watching in horror as Henri threw her back on the bed and slowly pealed away her clothes. They heard his voice, "Ah if Flann gets to be the one that walks in the day, I will make his nights a living hell! He will remember the night when I killed his precious Quinn. But my dear child, you are too warm for my taste, I will drain you before I fuck the rest of the life out of you." Henri began to disrobe at the foot of the bed, his hand traced her thigh and the young woman's pregnant belly became visible, but her face was hidden in the shadows.

Flan grabbed Mary Katherine's hand and moved with vampiric speed back out to the back of the church. He wrapped his arm around Mary Katherine and lifted up into the air. "I am coming for you Quinn, Hang on, my love!"

 

[wideeyedone]

Quinn curled up in the bed tightly. She listened to Henri's followers chant. They were whispering some sort of incantation. Quinn was not willing to die here, not with Morgan's heart fluttering inside of her. Morgan deserved to live. She dreaded what she was going to have to do, but these men had helped Henri, so she couldn't regret it. She closed her eyes for a moment and took a slow deep breath. She had never practiced her vampiric skills, she was just going to have to try.

She let her eyes open. She listened to the heartbeats and breathing of both men. then with speed that amazed her she grabbed the first man and snapped his neck. The second man she grabbed in her hands and he was her first victim. She took his blood. It was so very different than exchanging blood with Flan, but she needed the strength and if she fed from this man than he could never help Henri again. Quinn knew she wasn't strong enough to face Henri, but she could get away from these two. She fed on him until his heart slowed and then she dropped him to the floor, letting him bleed out.

She opened the closet and found a button down shirt and a pair of khaki pants. The pants only fit because of her pregnant belly, they were too big and too long. She cuffed the hems of the pants and ran down the stairs. Her shoes were gone and there was nothing in the apartment that would fit her feet. She ran out into the street and discovered she had no where to go. She walked back to All Hallows Church. If Flan was looking for her, this was where he might come. She would sit on the steps and pray for daylight.

Quinn rested her hands on her belly and felt Morgan move under her touch.

 

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Nessa guided them to the room where Henri was holding the young lady. As they got closer, she told him that the woman inside was a mortal, not Quinn. Flan resolved to save this woman and her child from Henri. He used his mind to open the window and landed inside with his sword drawn. He let go of Mary Katherine, who immediately began to say the ancient words that came
from Nessa.

Henri had stripped off his clothes and was laying naked beside the young woman. He had his hand around the wide-eyed girl's neck and was just about to sink his fangs into her neck, when the window flew open. He gripped her neck tighter and his eyes darted to the window. He recognized the sword and shadow instantly. "Damn you Flannagan De Inrverness! But as you can see It is not your precious Quinn that I have in my hands. You have come to rescue the wrong damsel in distress. If you take one more step, I shall break her neck like twig and all your heroics will be for naught." He laughed and looked over at Mary Katherine. "You bring your new lover, the witch-vampire with you? How sweet for me she is with child too."

Flan glared at Henri. "This is one will not be your last victim, Henri. She will live to see her child grow up and have her grandchildren. She will never remember this night or you, I will see to that."

Mary Katherine continued to recite the incantation. Henri glared back at Flan. "That is where you wrong Flan, she dies now!"

Henri went to move his hand, but it would respond to his will. He tried again, but without any results. His eyes flew open as he became aware of an invisible force beginning to lift him from the bed and suddenly he was pinned against the wall. "What is this power that you possess witch? I burned many of your kind in my youth and Hell shall have you now." Henri spat and cursed as his useless limbs began to spread further apart.

Flan rushed over to the terrified young lady and scooped her up into his arms. "You are safe now, child. Sleep and forget all that has happened this night." He took the information from her mind and walked towards the window. "I will be back soon, Mary Katherine. Play with him as you like."

Flan took off into the air and landed in the girls room, her husband was just arriving home, when he tucked her into bed. Mary Scott was there and smiled at Flan. Nessa can free us now, this one is safe. They herd the foot steps on the stairs and flew out the window to head back to deal with Henri.

Mary Katherine was up in Henri's face when they entered the room. "You pathetic excuse for a man!" she spat at him as she touched his manhood. "No wonder you had to murder women to sleep with them, they wouldn't have know this was in them. You would have been laughed out of their beds." She slapped his face. "I wish Flan would leave you to me to kill, I would tear you apart one peice at a time."

Flan walked up to Mary Katherine and touched her shoulder. "We must set these spirits free, leave this one to me." She walked over to where Mary Scott stood and began to recite more ancient words. The room began to fill with the spirits of the women Henri had murdered.

Flan turned his attention back to Henri. "Where is Quinn? I smell her blood in you and you will not take that where I am going to send you!" Flan sank his fangs deep into Henri's neck and began to draw the blood from him. He shut his mind to any thoughts Henri would give him because he knew it would be all lies. He let go and sealed Henri's wounds. He had only taken enough blood to weaken the monster not destroy him.

Henri's eyes opened and he laughed. "Your Quinn is dead. I drained her and raped her this evening at dusk. She was in such a ow place because of your affair with the witch that she did not even fight me. She was dead to you anyway, Flan. She saw your betrayal and did not wish to live anymore. She took your child with her to the grave."

"Then there is no more need of you, Henri!" He raised his sword and was about to split Henri in half when his cell phone began ringing "God Save the Queen," which told him it was Lord Dalton. He put down the sword and answered the phone.

 

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Lord John Dalton walked the area around All Hallows Church. He knew if he had the chance again, he could hear her voice, and perhaps assure her that all was well and that they were coming for her. He came down the street a little before daybreak.

At first he was sure that she was a homeless person or some tourist too tired or too drunk to make it back to their hotel. But then he heard the celtic words coming from her lips. He looked at her more closely and then ran to her side.

"Is that you, Quinn? Are you alright?" His voice was full of concern. She turned her face up to his. She looked at him with discerning eyes.

"I am from a long line of witches. Please don't try to fool me. Why are you looking for me?" Her voice was calm and clear. Her pretty eyes surveyed him.

"Good girl." He said with a smile. "I heard you. Days ago, I heard you calling for help and I called Flan. I have known him for hundreds of years. He is in Sussex now, looking for you."

Quinn nodded, blinking back tears. She didn't know how she was going to face Flan and Mary Katherine.

"I need to call him and tell him you are alive." John was a wise man, and he knew women well. "I will tell him you are alive and that will give you some time to sort out your feelings."

John dialed Flan. Flan sounded as if he was midgrowl when he answered the phone.

"I have Quinn. She is alive. She killed the men gaurding her and she escaped. She was waiting for you on the steps of the church."

 

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Flan pushed the button and heard John's voice. He blurted out, "I have the bastard that killed Quinn, John. I am about to Quarter him and let him rot with his followers."

John was very calm in his reply, his English upbringing shining through. "I have Quinn. She is alive. She killed the men guarding her and she escaped. She was waiting for you on the steps of the church."

Flan looked right at Henri and smiled s wicked smile. "Quinn is alive and well! I shall be there shortly, I have one more thing to do here. The souls of his victims need to be set free. Tell Quinn that I love her and will be there in a few minutes."

He closed the phone and stepped right up to Henri. "You under estimated my wife. Quinn fed on your minions and waits for me. I will be back with her soon and you will meet whatever justice you have coming, but not by my hands, by theirs." He pointed to the ever increasing number of souls entering the room.

As Henri's last victim appeared in the room, Mary Katherine finished the incantation. Mary Scott was the first to move towards Henri, stopping to kiss Flan's cheek. "Quinn is a lucky woman to have such a caring man. We will watch over her always, from what is beyond." She continued to walk right up to Henri, but as she approached, a small light shone through the wall behind Henri. She smiled once more at Flan and Mary Katherine and disappeared into the light.

Henri cried out in pain as the light grew brighter with each soul that passed through him. The light grew brighter in intensity and Henri's flesh began bursting into flames, until there was nothing left of him but a pile of ashes.

Flan looked at Mary Katherine solemnly. "I must go to Quinn alone. I know my wife and it would not be wise for you to see her until time has healed her wounds. Take these ashes and scatter them to the four winds. When you have done this go back to the house with Gretchen. She will take care of you until it is safe." He squeezed her hand. "You and Nessa have done well today. This is why you needed my blood. I will explain that to Quinn when she is ready to hear the story." He planted a small kiss on her cheek and stepped out of the window.

He lifted up into the air and flew with a greater speed than he had ever dared. Instantly he was standing by the back gate of All Hallows Church. He could see Quinn and John sitting there. She was so weak and dirty, but she had never looked more beautiful. As Flan walked towards her, Lord Dalton kissed her forehead and stood. "He never stopped looking for you, Quinn and he never would have. He loves you with all that he is or ever will be. I will see you again shortly and we shall have a proper Tea. Goodbye Quinn De Inverness."

John meet Flan a few steps later and shook his hand. "Just show her your love for now. She can hear the stories later." John took off into the air.

Flan walked up and sat down beside Quinn. Without saying a word, he slipped his arm around her and pulled her into his lap. Quinn was shaking from the cold, from hunger, or from something else, Flan folded his arms around her and kissed her forehead and cheeks. He whispered into her ear, "It is okay now, you're here with me. You are where you belong, my love. You are in my arms, safe and warm."

Flan sat there holding Quinn with the sun rising, his lips kissing her softly.

 

[wideeyedone]

Quinn melted into Flan's arms. She trembled as her tears fell. She was still weakened from Henri taking her blood. The blood of the human man had helped but it wasn't enough. "I don't want to be here. Take me somewhere else. I don't want to be near this place anymore."

The sun helped her feel more warm. "I need clothes. These things belonged to Henri or one of his followers." She allowed Quinn to wrap his jacket around her. SHe turned her face towards him. "Are you sure he is dead? You saw it this time?"

Quinn saw him nod and then she closed her eyes and let the emotions wash over her. She sobbed against his chest. Her tears came in wave after wave of emotion, remorse for being out after dark, shame from the way Henri had touched her and marked her, sorrow for his time with Mary Katherine, and relief that Henri was dead. But she also mourned her innocence a bit, she had taken life, she had fed on others.

She did not even feel him lift her up. He held her close to his chest and started down the street. She wound her arms around his neck and cried softly as she tried take rest in his touch.

 

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There were too many humans present to do what he wanted to do, which was take off with her and fly her to the safest place he knew. He turned a corner into an alleyway and as soon as it was safe he launched into the air and flew with her cuddle in his arms. The flew high in the air and they landed in his Library at Castle De Inverness.

He used his mind to open the hidden door and carried her down the stairs, lighting the torches and closing the door behind them. "The rest of the world can live without us for a little bit, Quinn. I want some time alone with you. Time to put all this behind us and focus on our future together. I love you, Quinn."

They arrived in the bedroom
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and Flann set her down on the bed. "I want to to feed on my blood first, then I shall take you the underground pool and wash you. My beautiful Quinn. I am so happy that you are back in my arms. Feed on me now, see the events of our time apart."

Quinn nuzzled into his neck, took a deep breath, and let her fangs pierced Flan's familiar flesh. She pulled the blood from him and saw all the events that had unfolded while she was in Henri's prison. She saw Flan laying in bed dreaming of her on the plane, taking Mary Katherine's blood with thoughts of Quinn in his mind. He saw her laying on top of him motionless, so close to death. Quinn saw Flan struggling to move against the spell of Mary Katherine and have her with his blood. She felt Flan trying to make her stop her, but the spell was too powerful. She saw Flann fling her off of him finally and his anger towards her afterwards. Quinn saw Gretchen protect her and heard Nessa's explanation of why it was necessary. The events played on until Quinn finally watched as Henri's body was incinerated to ashes as the souls passed through his body.

The vision ended and when she woke, Flan had torn the clothes from her body. Quinn lay naked on top of Flan's chest, his throbbing cock, pressed against the gentle folds of her sex. "Make love with me, Quinn. Let's replace your bad memories with good ones. Let me take your blood and your memories away with it. I will own these memories and you will never need worry about them again. They will be MINE. The past doesn't matter now, we are together again. I love you, Quinn. You are MINE and I am YOURS. Nothing else matters. You are my love, my angel, my precious Quinn, the only one I has ever loved." Flan's hands caressed her hips and his thumbs pressed against her hip bones. "MINE!"

 

[wideeyedone]

Quinn winced as his thumb pressed against the raw skin that Henri had tattooed.

"Don't touch there. Please." She whispered. She moved his hands to her waist. She leant down and kissed him. She rocked her body back and forth, riding him. Her tears came as soon as his fingers began to caress her skin.

"I was so desperate for you. I needed you so badly. I am so sorry I disobeyed you. I didn't mean to. I was buying a watch for you, I intended to be finished before sunset." Her words were lost between her sobs and her gasps.

Flan rolled over, laying her down on the bed. He took his legs in her arms and covered her skin with kisses. He drove himself into her again and again. He told her that he loved her, he told her that he would have never let her go. His words and his touch testified to his devotion to her.

Her orgasm came through her tears. The emotional release was powerful. She took his wrist and drank from him again and she offered him the same. She needed him in every way.

 

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Flan withdrew his thumb from the tender spot without saying anything and let her move his hand to her waist. Her mouth was upon his in an instant and all he cared about was being with her. There would be plenty of time to undo anything Henri had done later. This was a time to just be back together and enjoy the feel of each other's bodies.

As Flan's hand lightly caressed the small of her back, he felt a warm, dewy, drop on his chest; more tear soon followed and then came Quinn's words of need and apology. When her crying progressed into uncontrollable sobs, Flan reached up and held her face in both of his hands, looking into her tear filled eyes. "My precious angel, you were tricked into the grips of Henri by a man I trusted too much. I let Forrester trick me into leaving you alone. They have all paid the price for their treachery and crimes against others. They are of no concern to us anymore. You, my love, are the only thing that matters. You and our child conceived by our love are back safe in my arms. I will not let anything happen to you again."

Flan kissed her mouth and wiped away her tears. "Please, no more talk of these things, they are behind us now. Let's make love and exchange blood until you are strong. Let's stay here together until all your memories are replaced with thoughts of us." Flan placed her on the bed and slipped inside her velvety folds. The warmth of her Quinn's flesh around him made him moan out loud. "Mon Cara Anam!" He thrust deeper inside her. "You are my Love." Flan pulled back, thrust in, and continued to repeat this process as he told his beloved Quinn how much he loved her.

Quinn's thighs began to shake as they were wrapped around Flan. She pulled him in deep as the orgasm swept over her body. Flan kisses her tear filled eyes and offered her his wrist. The memories flooded their minds and they were back in the times of Aithne and Flan as mortals. They were enjoying a trip away from the tribe. They had called it a scouting expedition, but it had been little more than an excuse to run off into the woods and explore the country side and each other.

They were in a cave wrapped in animal furs by a fire. Aithne was riding Flan hard, the sweat from her breast glistened in the firelight. Her nipples were hard and begging to be sucked. Flan reached up, took Aithne by the hair, and pulled her breast to his mouth. He pulled the little bud into his mouth sucking on it as he thrust deep inside her. Aithne’s climax was long and hard, she collapsed breathing heavily on Flan’s chest. The cuddled and fell asleep wrapped in each other’s arms.

Quinn was cuddled up in his arms. She was sleeping peacefully for what had to be the first time since she had been captured by Henri. Flan smiled down at her and brushed her hair back out of her eyes. He kissed her forehead. “Rest well, my sweet child. Let your mind enjoy those times we had together in our past. We have so many good times ahead. Sleep, my love, sleep.”

 

[wideeyedone]

Quinn slept for a long time. It was a peacefull dreamless sleep. Flan's blood was already making her stronger and as she woke she could feel Morgan vigorously moving inside of her. As her eyes opened she snuggled in tighter to Flan. The sheets had fallen away from her and the tattoo on her hip was visible. Flan was running his fingers over her skin and looking at the mark. She could tell he had been awake for some time.

"I am sorry, my love. I was not strong enough to fight Henri. I had to wait until he sent weaker ones to hold me." Her voice was but a whisper. It seemed like it had been such a long time that Henri had held her. He had robbed her of her hope and her security in Flan's love. She had felt as if she were gong to die of a broken heart. Quinn looked up to Flan.

"I don't want to see her. I know why she did what she did. But I don't want to see her."

 

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Flan had woken up first. Quinn was in a deep sleep, catching up from the nights with the monster, Henri. Flan traced her skin lightly as she slept. He came to the spot where she had objected to earlier. His fingers detected the raised area of a recently acquired tattoo. It was a small "h."
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So that was why Quin had objected to his touching it, she was ashamed that Henri had marked her as his. Flan pushed back the covers to see what could be done to erase Henri's mark, to make it his own. He was formulating the cover up when Quinn woke up.

His heart broke a little when she apologized and said that she did not want to see Mary Katherine. "My Love, you will not have to see her until you are ready. I have plans to keep you her for a few days to make love to you and to teach you some of the things I should have from the beginning. I am sorry, my angel, that I did not teach you more before we set out on our honeymoon. But for now..."

Flan lowered his head to her hip and kissed the small 'h.' "You must remember that Henri Boulanger is no more and you are MINE Quinn! When we are done making love this morning I am going to change this" Flan traced the mark with his tongue. "h into a 'M' and add the letters 'I' 'N' and 'E' to your hip where my fingers fall when I grip your hip when I make love to you from behind." Flan kissed each spot as he said the corresponding letter.

He could smell her excitement and wanted to taste her sweet nectar once more. He kissed his way down to the folds of her sex and greedily consumed her. "I want you to cum in my mouth, my love, I want to taste you. You are MINE and I never want to be without you again." Flan pushed his fingers inside her and rubbed the spot inside while he continued to kiss and suck on her beautiful sex.

Quinn cried out and the hot fluid covered his face. Flan licked and sucked her until she came again her hips held tight in his hand. Flan looked up into her eyes and saw the tears beginning to fall. He moved up and pulled her on top of him, letting her face rest against his chest. "Let it out, My sweetest angel, let it out. Wash me clean with your tears. Bathe me in the tears of your love. Make me YOURS again. I love you, Quinn. Mon Cara Anam!"

 

[wideeyedone]

After her tears, Quinn fell back into sleep. Her body was still recovering from being drained by Henri. But this sleep was more comforting. In her dream, Quinn was with her mother. Her mother kissed her on the cheek and slid a white gown over her head. Her mother was wearing a similar one. Then Aithne and Meara were there. Meara had her bow slung across her back. All of the women were dressed in white.

Morgan was there, dressed in white, a grown woman. Nessa held her hand tightly. They looked almost as one. Quinn could see them for what they were, goddesses, the oldest keepers of the strong magic. Mary Katherine was with them too. Her eyes were downcast, but Quinn said nothing to her. Before she knew it, Quinn was lying down on a stone altar. It was cold, it felt like the slab that Henri had her chained to. But her mother reassured her with a gentle look.

The women locked hands around her. McKenna. That was the only word that Quinn understood. But there was magic within all of these women and the magic was strong inside of Quinn, she just didn't know it. She felt the heat build inside of her as the incantation continued.

"Quinn Meara McKenna De Iverness, you are better than the ghosts that haunt you." Mary Katherine whispered. "This ends tonight."

Light flooded over all of them, it was so bright, yet it didn't hurt their eyes. They did not want to look away and it drove away every darkness. Quinn wanted to Flan to be with her, so she called for him. ANd this time, she knew with all of her heart that he would come.

 

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Quinn's tears fell on Flan's chest. These tears were a combination of emotions all rolled into one; love, regret, and her emotional scars. Because Flan knew that crying was something that Quinn only shared with him, he felt honored that she trusted him enough to let her guard down and let her emotions show.

Soon he felt Quinn's body start to relax and she had drifted off to sleep. Flan held her in his arms and lightly caressed her skin while he stroked her hair. He could feel Morgan stirring in her womb. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the moment. Sleep came upon him and he heard Quinn's calling.

Flan walked along a familiar path in the woods near their home back in the time of being human. He entered an open temple in the woods. It was Danu's Temple; the mother of all their gods and goddesses. Quinn was lying on the stone and the light of Danu was washing over her body. He could see the blackness of her resent exposure to Henri being force out of her body.

Nessa and Quinn's mother opened the circle to let Flan inside. Nessa instructed Flan to strip himself of his worldly clothing and present himself to Danu. He was then told to draw a small amount of blood from each woman in the circle, starting with Quinn's mother. He walked up to each woman, who tilted her head and exposed her neck. Flan's fangs penetrated the women's flesh and he drew back 3 beats of her heart's blood. When he finished with each one she looked at him and said. "Sireadh Thall… Sireadh Thall… Sireadh Thall… Mar a bha… Mar a tha… Mar a bhitheas… Go Brath…" (Seek Beyond… Seek Beyond… Seek Beyond… As it was… As it is… As it shall be… Evermore…)

When Flan had finished drawing the blood from Nessa, he was instructed to walk towards the light to receive the blood of Danu. Flan disappeared into the light.
Flan eyes adjusted and he saw the most beautiful woman leaning against a tree. Flan dropped down on one knee and bowed. "Danu; Queen of all that was, is, and ever shall be, how may I serve my Queen?"
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She answered him with her mind. "Rise Flan and come to me. You must take my blood and share it with your love, Quinn. My blood will help her and Morgan become all that I have need of them being.

Morgan will grow to do great things for the world in its time of greatest need. Quinn, Mary Katherine, and Nessa will be with her to assist her.

You have been a good and faithful husband, Flan. You shall be rewarded and changed by my blood, as well."

Flan made a move towards her neck, but Danu put out her hand to stop him. "You must take my blood from the source closest to my womb; it is from there that all things flow." Danu laid back and spread her legs wide. Flan moved between her thighs and sank his fangs into her the artery just inside her thigh. As if drawn there by her will, his hand moved to caress her sex. He slid two fingers inside her and his thumb caressed the precious nub. She threw her head back and the blood became hot in Flan's mouth as she moaned and began to convulse in the throws of an orgasm. He felt his body growing warm and then change into something more closely resembling a human. His heart began to beat again, he felt warm.

Flan's mouth left Danu's thigh and he was back at the alter, standing between Quinn's out stretched legs. He took his sword, that was leaning against the alter and began to cut Quinn's dress away. He covered her body in warm kisses, he saw her eyes widen when she felt the heat of his touch, soft moans escaped from her as the clothing fell away. When she was fully exposed, Flan was standing at her head. He leaned down and kissed her mouth. She could heart the beating of his heart, smell the blood coursing through his body; blood lust like she had never known filled her body.

Flan kissed her mouth and let his tongue brush against the tip of her fang. Blood dripped into her mouth, Quinn sucked greedily on his tongue. Flan reached up and touched her mouth, his mind spoke to her for the first time. "Not yet, my love. I will offer my blood to you from the source of the life that grows inside you and I will draw yours from the out so that it flows through Morgan. She shall be washed in the blood of Danu and your coven of women. Your heart will beat again too and your flesh will be made warm again."
Flan pulled away from her kiss and saw her eyes were full of desire, love, and lust. He kissed his way down her body as he crawled between her thighs. Flan straddled her face and offered her his cock. She lovingly covered the head with kisses. Flan reached down and penetrated the vein running along the top of his penis with his thumb; the blood began dripping down into Quinn's mouth. She pulled him deeper in her mouth and began to consume the hot blood. Flan's eyes rolled back as he felt her drawing his blood from his cock. He looked down at her belly full of life and he could hear Morgan groaning in pleasure as the blood reached her."Bathe me in the blood of my sister and of my Queen."

The women in the circle had shed their clothing too and were rubbing themselves as the watched the activity on the alter. They were chanting in unison. "Ri Traghadh… Sri Lionadh… (With the ebb… With the flow…)

She is a river,
Her blood flows down across the Land.
Her whispering lips birth her name into the void: Danu, Danu, Danu.
Listen to the voice:
Deep as a well that vanishes into the darkness, echoing with secret desires, with sighs that bring both pleasure and pain, washing away death with life.

In her arms she carries all lives into the cradle of the Earth:
Embracing our bones, like shining pieces of stone."

The alter began to glow. Flan could see the wetness gathering her sex; he spread Quinn legs wider her and penetrated the vein in her inner thigh. He pulled the old blood from her, as she was filling her body with his blood on the other end. Flan's fingers pushed deep inside her and he began to rub the tip of her uterus, as his thumb caressed her very excited clit. Quinn moaned and went to work on his manhood like never before. She pulled him deeper into her throat and sank her teeth deep into his cock.

Flan sighed loudly with pleasure and pain, giving himself completely to his love.

 

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Quinn relished the golden warmth washing over her. It was if all of the anguish of the past days was washing away. Flan's blood was filling her, she felt the dormant magic inside of her coming to the surface. She had had the strength within her all along and she knew she could never be in that sort of danger again. She was a vampiric witch and pict as well, no mortal or vampire would make her a victim again.

She could feel the strength and speed within herself. She shivered and writhed as Flan brought her to climax again and again. The warmth and the women began to wane and soon, the women were gone. It was just her and Flan tangled in the sheets.

She kissed the marks on his cock and sealed them closed. He did the same for the wounds on her thigh. She moved so that they were face to face. She snuggled in tight.

"I love you. I know what happened with Mary Kate wasn't your fault." She whispered. SHe nuzzled his chest, kissing his tattoos. "You have waited for me through ten lifetimes. What man could love me more?"

Quinn closed her eyes and let him cover her with kisses. His whispers of love reassuring her, erasing any trace of doubt.

"I love you with my whole heart." Quinn whispered.

 

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Their pleasure had outweighed any pain with this exchange of blood. Quinn’s orgasm resulted in a flood of her nectar washing over Flan. He released every bit of anger and resentment for Henri and the rest of the McKenna men with his own orgasm. All that was left inside Flan was his love for Quinn and his daughter, Morgan. As he released his seed, he saw Danu smiling at the couple. Quinn’s mother and the rest of her kin also released powerful orgasms that filled their body with love and produced a brilliant light.

After the flash, Danu and the circle of women faded. The next thing Flan was aware of was that he and Quinn were back in his underground layer at Castle de Inverness. She was snuggling up against his chest her warm flesh pressed tightly against his. He could hear her heart beating in time with his. Tears rolled down his face; not blood tears, but human tears. It had not been a dream; the two of them had been transformed into something other than vampires.

She spoke to him of Mary Kate as she kissed his chest, her warm lips caressing his flesh made alive again by the flow of blood throughout his body. He listened as she continued, lightly stoking her hair. When she finished he rolled her over so that he could kiss his way down her body. She closed her eyes as his now hot lips covered her body for the first time. She shuddered as his hot breath filled her ear.

“Quinn De Inverness, I would have waited a thousand lifetimes and fought the devil himself to be back in your arms. You are my soul and I am nothing but an empty shell without you. I have loved you from the first time I ever saw you and nothing will ever change that.”

Flan slid off the edge of the bed and scooped Quinn up in his arms. She nuzzled her face in close and whispered to him. "I love you with my whole heart." He kissed her head and carried her into the next room. “I love you too! Let’s bath together and let me wash you clean. I have call Neteru who will change Henri’s ‘h’ into an ‘m’ and we will add the letters ‘i’, ‘n’, and e’ to your hip where my fingers press when we make love from behind. We will transform his mark into MINE, which is what you are my love. You are as completely and utterly Mine as I am YOURS.

Flan lifted the two of them into the air and slowly lowered into the warm air of the underground pool. He let Quinn float in the chest deep water and covered her with more kisses. They slipped under the water together, still locked in a lover’s kiss. The outside world was gone completely. They were left floating in a world all their own.
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Quinn and Flan were intertwined under the water. Quinn felt herself completely relax in his arms. He whispered sweet words in her ear as he explained how he was going to rid her of Henri's mark. He smoothed her hair back and then he kissed her deeply. Flan picked her up and set her on the edge of the pool. He nuzzled her belly and kissed all over it. He had come so close to losing Morgan along with his Quinn.

His strong fingers and his mouth adored her belly and her breasts. Somehow it was sexual and not all at once- but pure and tender and loving. She cradled his head against her skin and whispered that it was all going to be okay now.

After a few moments he brought her back into the water. The warm water sloshed against them. They held each other close. Then there was a flash of light. Flan looked at Quinn, her face was blank and Nessa's voice came out of her mouth.

"It is time for my arrival. Mary Katherine needs Quinn's magic to survive the birth. Your Quinn is not a fighter, she is a healer. Bring her to Mary Katherine." Quinn remained in a trance like state for some time, but Flan held her body close to his until she came to.

 

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Flan was enjoying this special time alone with his beloved Quinn. He kissed her belly and felt Morgan stir from with in. Quinn breast were beginning to fill even more and the warm, wet flesh was too appealing. He suckled her breast and stroked her belly, just barely brushing the top of the baby, fine hair of her sex. His loves were all her together with him now. Soon he would be able to hold his precious Morgan again.

He had always felt a different kind of love with her and had wondered why until he had discovered that her soul was separate from the others. The time with her was full of the pure love that a father feels for his daughter; a love that is without any underlying desire.

Flan kissed Quinn’s belly once more before looking up into her eyes. “I love you, my dearest, Quinn.” He saw her shudder and wanted her body pressed up against his. He pulled her back into his arms and walked to the deeper end of the pool so her entire body was submerged in the warm water.

He was about to kiss her when here eyes fluttered and the room was filled with a brilliant light. Nessa told them of Mary Kate’s impending birth. Flan knew that she and Gretchen would be on their way back to McKenna Manor so the Nessa could be born in the recently unearthed temple of the ancients.

While Quinn was still in her trance like state, Flan called to Neteru with his mind for the first time. "My maker, the veil between our minds has been lifted by the magic of the ancient ones. Quinn and I are on our way back to her ancestral castle for the birth of Nessa. We would be honored if you would attend this ritual and would be grateful if you could come before and alter the mark that Henri left on my love."

Neteru answered with love flowing in her message. "My child, if I could not feel your spirit in this message, I would think it to be a trick, but my heart knows that it is you. I would be honored to attend and to alter the make of such a beast. I love you both and will be there when you call."

Quinn came to and looked into Flan's tear-filled eyes. "Neteru will meet us and change this mark into MINE." He wrapped Quinn in his arms and flew back to the bedroom. They dressed and then Flan pulled Quinn back into his arms. “This means that Morgan will not be too far behind Nessa. We will be parents soon, my love.” He kissed her, as they wrapped up in each other’s arms and flew through the air until they were back in their bedroom in McKenna Manor.

When they arrived, Quinn went to the closet and pulled out a simple pure white linen gown and headed to the bathroom to freshen up and change into the gown. Flan walked down to the excavation site and met a very startled David. "When did you get back?" He said as he spun around and saw Flan looking over his shoulder. "But then I should be used to that by now, shouldn't I!" There were many many working on clearing the dust off the writings on the walls, but the chamber was cleared of any debris

He laughed and showed Flan around the site. We found this Alter yesterday that has two side table to either side. There is a channel of water that flows from the lower end of the Alter and down into a stone bowel that is still sitting between the post.

Flan walked over and looked at the pictographs on the wall. "Well, my friend, you have found an ancient ceremonial birthing room, prepared for two future births. It says 'Nessa, the powerful, shall prepare the way for the arrival of a new being that will be a force for good.' Good job, David. I am going to have you send these guys home for a few days and bring in a few workers who are experts in this kind of ritualistic chambers. Why don't we head up to the house to see Quinn for a moment?"

The two men headed to the house. David stopped and looked at Flan. "That trip did you some good! You look darker than I have ever seen you in all our years together. You're still a pastie Scott, but you look better." Flan thanked him and the walked into the dinning room of the house. Mary Kate, Gretchen, Neteru, and Quinn were all standing there talking. They were all beauties in their own way. David looked at Mary Kate's belly and his mouth flew open. "But, but ..."

 

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Quinn shushed them all and placed her hand on Mark's forehead. She rewrote his memories with a few words, replacing the images of Mary Katherine making love to him, with images of Charlotte. The Mckenna women had drawn straws to see who would be in Mary Katherine's place. Charlotte was as lovely and fiery as Mary Katherine, but perhaps a tiny bit more discreet. As soon as Charlotte walked in the room, Mark's eyes lit up.

"Isn't my girl lovely?" Mark whispered as he nuzzled against Charlotte. The others sighed with relief as Charlotte whisked Mark upstairs to her bed chamber.

Mary Katherine looked at Quinn somberly. "I hope there are no hard feelings, Quinn. I needed his blood for Nessa." Mary Katherine spoke quietly. Quinn's eyes met hers. Quinn had never before looked so somber.

"It is forgiven, but we both know that you could have gone about it in a different way. Make sure it never happens again, I have a deep magic inside of me as well and I don't want us to have to find out whose well runs deeper."

The party made its way to the birthing chamber. The women were dressed in white and Flan was asked to stand outside of the sacred circle. Quinn had all the women wash their hands. Mary Katherine stripped down to her bare, porcelain skin. She laid back in the birthing chair. Quinn placed her hands on Mary Katherine's belly.

"The contractions are coming but I am afraid that Nessa is going to fight her way into the world. This isn't going to be an easy birth." Gretchen and Neturu each took one of Mary Katherine's hands. Just then a strong contraction wracked Mary Kate's body. She screamed out and Quinn placed her hands on her taut belly. Quinn began to sing. Her song sounded like nonsense, the words so old, that Flan could only grasp a few of them. But her bell like voice was calming Mary Katherine.

For hours they ministered to Mary Kate. They gave her sips of water and Quinn sang her through the pain. Then white light filled the chamber. Quinn was singing more strongly now. Her hands helped push the baby down, out of Mary Kate's womb.

Quinn caught the baby. Nessa was crying in seconds. She was a loud and red baby. A shock of dark hair covering her scalp. Gretchen took over the birthing of the placenta. Quinn blessed the baby before handing her to her mother.

"You were born through tumultous times. But you, you are a child of peace." She kissed her head and handed her to her mother. Then she collapsed.

 

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Flan stood and watched Quinn work her magic on Mary Kate. He was amazed by the strength that now radiated from her. She was as powerful of a witch now as she was a vampire. The energy that flowed from her was pure light and came directly from Danu. The song she sang had to be from her too because it was filled with words that had been lost long before Flan had existed.

The song was having a calming effect on Mary Kate, but it filled Flan with desire for his wife. He was ready to have her alone again in their bedroom. Her body under her white dress was beginning to show more as she began to sweat more. This birth was taking a great deal of her energy. If she had been a mortal witch, he doubted that she would have been able to survive this ritual.

Flan watched Quinn’s swaying belly and hoped that Mary Kate would be recovered enough to help Quinn through her impending birth. Neteru would have to allow her to feed on her to gain her strength. He knew that they would enjoy each others company. Neteru had had many female lovers over her lifetime, but only a few men had ever won her affections.

The chamber filled with such a bright light that the mortal women had to shield their eyes. Nessa came into this world bathed with the light of Danu. The waters from the pond flowed over Mary Kate’s body; cooling her and cleansing Nessa. Quinn looked tenderly at the new born. Flan imagined her looking at Morgan in that same way. He smiled as she kissed the baby girl and handed her to Mary Kate.

Flan saw Quinn’s knees begin to waver and she started to fall backwards, but Flan moved with his vamperic speed and caught her in his arms. Quinn’s skin was hot to the touch and her gown was soaked through. He picked her up and carried her to their tower bedroom.

Once they were inside, Flan stripped the gown off and laid her naked body on the bed. Flan removed his own clothing, sat against the headboard, and pulled Quinn up into his lap. He caressed the spot where the cheeks of her bottom meets her thigh and kissed her forehead. “You need to feed to regain your strength, my lover.” Flan put his wrist to her mouth and sighed as he felt her teeth sink into his flesh. “Drink my love, drink.”

Flan did not allow himself to drift into any past lives with this feeding. He stayed in this moment, caressing the lady of his dreams. The here and now of this tender moment was too much to leave. Flan brought his hand around her waist and stroked her belly, as she sucked the life giving blood from his wrist.
Soon Quinn was full of life again.

She withdrew her mouth from Flan’s wrist and turned to face him; her knees straddling his hips. Quinn moaned as she lowered herself onto Flan’s cock. She pushed against him until he was buried deep inside her and then she began to softly kiss his entire face. Flan brought his hands up to her soft round ass and pulled her closer. “My love, you amaze me! I find it hard to believe, but I love you more every day.”

Flan did not move a muscle; he simply enjoyed being one with his wife. They laid that way for hours; listening to their beating heart and feeling Morgan moving in Quinn’s belly.

 

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There was a knock at the door and much to her suprise Flan invited the person in. It was Neteru.

"The time is now to change these marks. We don't want you bearing these marks when you bring the new little princess of the McKennas and the Ivernesses into the world." Neturu had Flan squeaze her hip.

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She scratched into Quinn's hip. Quinn writhed and whimpered but Neteru and Flan held her still. Flan gave her his wrist again to feed on as the needle did its work. Quinn looked so radiant as she fucked him and fed. He could feel every movement of her tight body. It wasn't long before Neteru was done. The woad and her infusion of her own blood made the mark more than just a symbol. She was strengthening Quinn preparing her for what was to come.

Neteru slipped from the room with a kiss on the cheek for her former love. And then Flan took her with animalistic need. He turned his darling onto her back. Her hair spilled around her like silk. He thrust his rock hard cock inside of her, slamming into her. Her full breasts bounced and jiggled. He even saw them start to leak a little of the life giving fluid that had filled them. He lowered his head and suckled at her breasts.

Quinn let herself go. She couldn't worry about Mary Katherine or Henri or anything that had happened. There was only here and now. There was only Flan and Quinn. There was only pleasure and pain and love and devotion. Soon her climax ripped through her body, her scream bouncing around the chamber. Her fingers raked at his chest and her hips bucked underneath him. He had to keep his weight up on his elbows so he didn't crush her swollen belly.

Then after his seed was spilt inside of her, Quinn curled up like a contented, smiling little kitten and fell sound asleep.

 

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Flan was still deep inside Quinn when Neturu called to him. “I am coming to give Quinn strength and piece of mind. The marks of the evil doer will be change into your.” She was knocking on the door in the next few seconds and entered the room to see Flan taking Quinn from behind.

His finger were curled around her hip bone as Neturu instructed; his index finger covered Henri’s ‘h’, she went to work on that letter first, quickly changing it into an ‘M’. She placed the ‘I’ under Flan’s middle finger; the ‘N’ under his ring finger; and the ‘E’ under his pinky finger. When she was done with the placement of the letters, Flan slid his hand up Quinn’s body and offered her his wrist, as Neturu finished her work.

Flan could feel Quinn’s pussy muscles continue to squeeze and release his cock as she was being held still to be tattooed. She was experiencing the pleasure of taking blood and sex together with the pain of the needle piercing her skin above her hip. Low guttural moans escaped from Quinn’s lips, Flan’s need for his wife was building as she continued to work his cock with her internal muscles.

Neturu finished her work and bent down to whisper in the couple’s ears. “Your love will change the world as we know it. I love you both.” Flan kissed his maker on the cheek. “I love you too, my mother.” Neturu was gone in an instant. Flan’s lust had built to a feverous pitch.

He lifted her off of him, and Quinn groaned at the empty feeling in between her legs. “I will fill you again with such lust as I have ever known. You are MINE, Quinn and the world shall know it from now on.” Flan laid Quinn’s on the bed so that her hips were just on the edge; he was back inside her with one thrust.

Flan was lost in lust as he watched the juggling of his lover’s breast; when he noticed a new sweet smell in the room. He looked down to see the fluid leaking from Quinn’s breast; this new smell took his lust to a higher level. He lowered his head to her breast and took Quinn’s nipple in his mouth. The sweet colostrum filled his mouth; Flan let his tooth scrap her flesh. Quinn’s blood mixed with her first milk and he greedily consumed the fluids.

Letting go of all control, Quinn give herself over to the lust that had grown between them. The rest of the world faded away and the only thing left was their love. Flan felt Quinn’s muscles began to contract tight against his cock. Her orgasm was so intense that she brought her hands up to Flan’s chest, as Quinn screamed out, he felt her nails bite into his chest. The pain intensified his lust, Flan thrust in as deep as he could.

Feeling his own orgasm build up beyond his control, Flan cried out, the word that had just been tattooed on Quinn’s hip. “MINE!” He coated Quinn’s cervix with a huge load of his sperm. Flan looked down at Quinn with love in his eyes. “I love you, my sweet BabyGirl.” Quinn cooed and rolled over on her side. Flan curled up behind her with his hand resting on her swollen belly.

Flan drifted off to sleep. Whether it was the blood or Quinn’s milk, Flan dreamt of Morgan. He was experiencing one of her births into this world. He saw that they were in a tent and then he saw her mother’s face through her eyes; it was Aithne! Morgan was the same soul as the daughter that he never got to see. She had come back to be with her father and mother again. Flan woke crying tears of joy. They would all truly be a family for the first time in history. Flan nestled up close to his beloved wife, knowing that he would see their daughter again soon.

 

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Quinn slept soundly for hours wrapped in Flan's arms. But when midnight came and the stars were all in their places she felt Morgan begin to stir within her. the first contractions were hard and jarred her awake. Morgan was fighting to be free of her mother's body. The pain was more than Quinn had expected. She found herself whimpering and clutching at Flan.

Her eyes were wide with fear. "I need a doctor..." She whispered. Her heart pounded in her chest. She could feel her supernatural blood pounding inside of her. Her body was readying.

"Flan, please.....I am scared." She whispered. She saw him awaken. He took her in his arms. She was shivering. "I don't know what to do...." She whispered. Flan swept her into his arms and covered her with kisses.

She let him kiss her tears away and he rested his hands on her belly as the contractions tightened.

 

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Flan’s hand rested on Quinn’s belly as they slept; dreaming of the time that he had spent with Morgan beside the pond. Her word came back to him, words that at the time had puzzled him, but these words would come true soon. “My precious, Flan, these waters shall bring you more joy that you have ever know at any time in your lifetime.” She looked up into Flan’s eyes. “You need to wake up; I want to be with you and Quinn now.”

Flan awakened with Quinn clutching his arm tightly. He saw fear and uncertainty on her face and in her voice; he needed to reassure her. Flan held her tighter in his arms and called out with his mind for Neteru and Gretchen to meet them in the temple. Flan kissed Quinn and held her face in both hands. “It is okay, Mon Cara. We will head to the temple now and see our Morgan very soon. Neteru and Gretchen will be there to help us bring our Morgan into this world. A Grá, she is looking forward to seeing us; Morgan was just in my dreams.”

Flan scooped Quinn up into his arms and flew out the window of the tower to the temple. The ladies were already there and Neteru had started a fire with her mind. They walked past the table that Mary Kate had delivered her baby in and entered a small inner chamber.

The chamber was very intimate with a birthing chair in the middle of the room just above the water. Flan stripped off his clothing and helped Quinn out of hers. He sat down on the chair with Quinn on his lap.; he spread his legs and wrapped his arms around her waist to support her. Quinn's perinium slipped into the water; Morgan would be born into the very water that she had died in at the hands of her uncles.

The contractions were becoming more intense and Quinn was crying out in pain, as her body prepared to allow the child inside her out. Flan kissed her and whispered in her ear. “I am going to give you blood to help you through this.” He offered Quinn his wrist as a contraction came over her. Quinn sunk her teeth deep into his wrist and began to draw from her lover. The pain began to subside and Quinn’s body opened up.

Neteru knelt behind the couple and placed one wrist up to Flan’s mouth and the other she used to stroke Quinn’s hair. “My blessed children, this is the love that I saw all those years ago in the Pictish village. This is the moment you were robbed of all those centuries ago. Take my blood and let it mingle with yours to strengthen Morgan.” Flan sank his teeth into his creator’s wrist; it was the first time he had tasted her powerful blood in such a long time. He felt the heat of her power wash through his body and flow into Quinn.

Gretchen dropped down into the water between Quinn’s legs and watched as Morgan’s dark black hair began to appear. Quinn sucked in deeply and got the first flow of Neteru and Flan’s blood. The power of the blood took away her pain as Morgan’s head became free of the birth canal. With another powerful push, Morgan was floating in the water; Gretchen brought her head up out of the water and she sucked in her first breath. Soon the chamber was filled with the cries of a newborn baby.

Gretchen finshed wiping Morgan clean and wrapped her in white cloth. While she was cleaning Morgan, the chain of blood was broken; Flan kissed Quinn and whispered in her ear, “I love you.” He wrapped his arms tight around her and held her in his lap. Gretchen placed Morgan in Quinn’s arms; her jet black eyes blinked stared up into Quinn and Flan’s loving eyes. Tears ran down both of their faces as the power of the moment washed over them. After thousands of years, they were finally the family.

Morgan rooted against Quinn's chest and Gretchen showed the young mother how to get her to feed on her nipple. Morgan latched on to Quinn’s breast and began to suckle her life giving fluid. Morgan sucked greedily, as Quinn sighed at the powerful connection between them. Morgan lifted her head cried after she had nursed for awhile. Neteru stroked the infant's cheek and looked at Flan. “She needs you, Flan; she is hungry for her father’s blood.

Quinn turned Morgan around and laid her between her breast, as Flan poked a small hole in his wrist again and held it next to Morgan’s mouth. Flan felt her latch on and began to draw in his blood; he rested his hand on Quinn’s breast as Morgan fed. He thought back to the words he had heard in his dreams earlier tonight. The waters that had caused him such sarrow many years ago, had just brought forth the family that mortal death had taken from him. He kissed Quinn again and watched as his daughter drank the blood that would transform her into one of the most powerful creatures the world had ever seen. He wondered about what she would have to face and why the world needed her now.

Flan pushed the thoughts from his mind and enjoyed the feeling of love in his heart. Morgan broke free and drifted off to sleep; Flan kissed Quinn again and again. "I have never loved you more than this moment. Thank you for this gift of life. I love you. I love you. I love you!"

 

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Gretchen brought pillows and blankets and sent everyone but the new little family out of the chamber. Mother and child slept nestled together. For Quinn, in this lifetime, this was all new. But she had mothered before in her other lives. But poor Quinn had been raised by her crazy uncle alone in McKenna Manor. She had not had much opportunity to cuddle and love a baby before this.

Flan helped her know what to do. And then he took his girls in his arms and they slept. Quinn was exhausted. She was so thankful that Henri had not been able to steal this from her. That her uncle had not been able to keep her and Flan apart. They were one soul living in two bodies and now in all of that beauty and fortune they were given more.

Quinn slept and dreampt of her parents. They had loved her so much. It was a comfort to be in presence of her mother, even if it was only a dream.