"We need to replicate that very same day. Where were you at the time he stepped into that chaos?"

The mansion back in Seattle. Wondering why the fuck he would do it.

Anabella replies.

"I need to know EXACTLY what you were going? Where you were standing? WHat you were thinking?"

Morgan made notes.

I remember I was standing on the balcony on the back of the house, listening to that thing howl. I closed my eyes and thought, why would he do this. He must be freakin crazy. I stood there for about 5 minutes then went inside. I dialed his cell and just go static. I wept.

Morgan had the piece she needed. "Then go back to that spot. We all must go back to Seattle. THAT is where he has been the whole time."

Morgan doned her coat and left the building.

**MORGAN HAS LEFT THE BUILDING!**

"WTF"....LOL

Anabella thought she understood what Morgana was going to do. Esme, you are a part of this family, you and I will travel back to Seattle, to Mercer Island, to the mansion. We should check out at once. Im assuming Morgan will be gathering the others and meeting us there.

**Hours later**

Exhausted and undernourished Anabella slipped into her seat. It was a private jet that housed her and the rest of the Giovann family when they needed to travel. Sun you know. The pilot stepped into the cabin annoucning that they would be taking off and it should be a smooth flight to Seattle. The steward offered Ana a bottle of AB negative which she drank rather quick;y. Esme sat next to her pondering (sorry Mel, just want to keep you with us). The plane takes off and a few minutes later they were in the air.

Anabella turns to Esme and chats about Leonardo and what could happen if Morrelle could come back. She also talked about the early years when Morgan was teaching her the black arts. Morgan thought it would be wonderful to have a Maige who was also vampire to watch over her brother.

*More hours pass*

The plane descends through the clouds. Perfect, it was sunset in Seattle. "Dman those ghoul pilots are good" Anabella thinks to herself. It hits the tarmac and rolls into a private hanger. A car waits for the ladies, Rhaul...such a good soul, escorted the ladies and retreived their bags. The drive was quiet. Home at last. The car rolls through traffic over the bridge to the Island and Anabella sees the Mansion. A sigh escapes her. Eventually the car pulls up outside rolling through the massive iron gates, up the drive and to the house. The car stops and the ladies get out. Anabella looks around for signs of the Coven but none. She bends down re-introducing herself to her beloved hounds before walking into the grand foyer.

Esme follows behind. "I guess now we wait" Anabella states to Esme. Esme begins to make herself at home, the ghouls rush to grab her bags and put them in her untouched suite up the grande staircase. Anabella leaves Esme to her thoughts and goes to the back balcony which stood just outside her Masterbedroom.

"I was outside. I was waiting for Morelle to appear.... But if you don't mind.. I'd like to stay in the study. It's where I belong as of late. If Seattle is to be rebuilt, I will oversee the business aspect. You know parties better than I... so if you arrange Galas, then we can get some unlife back into OUR city. I do suggest that if my brother comes back... take him on a vacation. Rekindle everything between you two. I'm going to take back over the business. The laws of the family do not state that I cannot oversee it. Just... bring my brother back to life, so to speak."

She steps into the study, and looks around. Everything was still wrecked. No ghouls had come in here. She began picking up the books and such again, putting them back into place by memory. She wouldn't let a ghoul touch the study anymore. This was her recent sanctuary. Looking at the desk, she decided she needed to get a laptop to put there, to keep digital accounts of everything. Her brother needed to be carefully brought back, and she was going to let him live, or something like it, and enjoy himself, but give him all the comforts while she used her acquired skills to assist him.

The only thing in her way to getting everything handled, and feeling secure was the thought that Morelle would be hunted by Leonardo. She had tried to take his place, to no avail. Her heart hurt out of feeling helpless to protect her brother. Awkwardly enough, she almost missed Antonio, and seeing Leonardo brought back old memories. Memories she'd rather bury.

The Intrusion Point

Morgan stood facing the swirling entity. Her hair whipped around madly. The car was parked near perfect to the way it was before her brother's leap of faith.

Only Isabel and Deimia were present at the time of Morrelle's departure, so only those two stood to the side while Morgan concentrates her thoughts on the swirling plasmic mist.

Nothing had come out of it, no vile beastie things like before, so Morgan figured the plasma "gate" was getting smaller, so fewer vampires, demons, and werewolve types were being born into the world. There was enough anyway.

Morgan knew the time lapse: 13 seconds. She had to get in and get out within that time-frame. The others fastened a rope from the car fender to her waist, and so she timed her move, called out to him, and entered the maelstrom.

It was tornadic inside! There was blue, white, and yellow mists flying around everywhere. Surrounded by a pale backdrop. Where these lost souls?

She called to him, but no answer, until she saw two forms, two jelly-like forms, suspended in some sort of web. Many flying mists whipped around her, almost denying her access, but she had her Ward with her and makes it to where the two forms were caught. It took all her strength to free them, but she did, with one soul mist who seemed obliged t help. Perhaps by doing this, this soul could be saved.

Many other mists turned against the one who would help, and they swirl in combat, which gives Morgan the time to pull these two forms out and away.

It was like passing through a placebo, and soon three forms emerge from the sticky goo.

They fall to the ground, and Morgan wipes away quickly, the layer from the male form, to reveal her brother, Morrelle. She laughs and cries at the same time. Victoria stirs a bit and soon her sticky goo was pulled away to reveal her face.

She holds onto her goey brother.

Deimia calls the Giovanni mansion and reveals "He's here. They're both here."

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Esme sits in the study after hearing the news. She sits in the chair at the desk, just looking at the desk. Her brother was back. She smiled, and took out the paperwork, picking up a pair of reading glasses from the drawer. She began going over the paperwork once again, signing where required, and calculating out the math where it was needed.

Thoughts flew through her mind as she was working, and she stopped for a minute, removing the reading glasses and holding her forehead in her hand. She hadn't had proper time to grieve for the loss of her first child, and now all the stress, anxiety, and emotional pain was hitting her. Somehow she had managed to make it through hell and back, literally and figuratively. She knew she could endure more, but she also had to let go. Morelle was free, and that was all she wanted. She could keep things running smoothly from there, but should anything harm her family, gods help the person behind it.

She felt the bruise on her belly and sighed. She hadn't wanted the child, but it was hers. She was just glad the real Morelle hadn't killed it. He might never have forgiven himself.

She looked to the door, imagining that Anabella was probably running outside to hold Morelle, and kiss him as if it were the last time. She knew her brother would be happy without her as anything but a protector. At least she hoped so. Stopping herself from crying any further, she dried her face and went back to work.

Morgan informed the rest that she was taking him back to the coven's temple. He needs to be retaught many things. The maelstrom, or Pinhead, or both, seems to have taken bits and pieces from his conscience. He has yet to speak, but Deimia surmises he may be introverted and his re-cognitive skills will take time to resurface.

Nevertheless, he is bathed now, along with his long-time ghoul, Victoria. You could hear the animosity in her voice when Victoria's name was mentioned. Victoria spoke a few words like, hungry, and water. Later in the evening, she formed sentences. She clings very close to Morrelle, like survivors of a plane crash do.

It wasn't until the midnight hour when you could see Morrelle starting to notice things, and recognizing faces. And it wasn't until around 2 am that the first words came from his mouth. He asked where he was and where everyone was? He also surprised all of them by asking for something to eat. At that moment, Morgan put her hand on his chest, and felt a heartbeat.

“My god,” she said in amazement. “you're human.”

He had all his knowledge coming back to him, but the craving for blood was nowhere inside him. He remembers almost all of his vampiric past, and some of the unpleasant feelings of Hell, but he has cheated death, once again.

“Where is everyone else?,” he inquires.

Morgan grabs his hand.

“I will show you.”

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She gathered all the ghouls into the main hall, and spoke to them as a group. She assigned various tasks, and asked that the "thing" in the basement be disposed of. She wanted everything to be in tip top shape once again, and wanted all to be perfect for any gala that Ana wanted to throw. The small family needed to be social again, and to get back on their feet. Sitting around and moping was not an option.

As soon as she set out the house orders, she went to her room and began to reorganize. Everything was to be changed over, and her old clothes would be saved for guests, should they need them. Even Midnight needed clothes, she was sure. She wanted no longer to be the belle of the ball, only the accountant behind the scenes where she belonged.

Anabella felt it. She heard the scurring around the house and went back inside. She knew that Esme had things under control. "Rhaul, I will need you to buy some wine...White, Red, Blush. Rhaul inquired why and Anabella stated "We wll soon have guests, none to my liking. They ware human." Anabella sighs.

She went down the long stair case to the family room. "Remove the pictures from the walls. Replace them with pleasant paintings. I do not wish Morrelle to know what he once was.

"Allow me to keep the study as it once was, Ana. It it the only place I can call sanctuary anymore." She stands in the study door, watching her. "So, you know too, hmm? Enjoy him as he once was. My brother, instead of my lover, is back." She smiled sadly. "I wish you two the best. Just leave the numbers and the finer details to me." She steps back into the study, and goes back to her work.

Morrelle is schooled about current events, and all the worldly things that transpired in his abscense. He was given a brief rundown on the state of the family, and the one in Venice. He was told about the warrant out for his head, dead or alive.

He listened for a few hours, especially the part about making a place for her (Morgan) witches. Morrelle gave it much thought and then approved of the idea. It would be a good thing to have allies in different places, and all places.

He explains the need to return home and "see where everyone stood."

Morgan reluctantly agrees.

"But I will go with you," she states adamantly.

She was strong enough to use the Witches Flight spell and the wind carries them up and away, into the night sky and through clouds. It was exhilerating and frightning all in one.

They descend upon the Giovanni courtyard.

Morrelle goes to knock on the front door, but is puzzled why he needed to? It was his home, wasn't it?

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"As you wish Esme, but I ask you to keep the skelton key with you at all times. I have a feeling that Morgan will be wanting into this place." Anabella replies with a light smile. Im sure he doesn't remember me as we once were." A sadness crossed her brow.

There was a buzz at the door, the ghouls whispering that the Master was home. "Esme, I believe your brother has returned home, but I think he has company,"

Anabella walks to the door waiting for Esme. A ghoul opens it widely "Master!!!!! " a female yelled. Anabella frowned from inside at the site of this ghoul making her voice known. Quietly she walked to the foyer while the ghoul grabbed Morrelle's hand and pulled him inside.

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