admit, it is nice to hold Rinda like this. She leans in and kisses Rinda’s lips softly before she too drifts off to sleep.
DAY FIFTEEN - March 14
The next morning Morna and Rinda go to breakfast together. Rinda had just reminded Morna of a prank they had pulled on Shamus, the head of the Elders when they were kids. And Morna is still chuckling as they enter the dining room.
Morna makes plans with Rinda, Fionn and Micah for them to go check on the girls at The Bridge. She goes back to her room to get her note pad. She wants to send a note to Carlisle about her friends back there and things that she wants him to do to provide for them. She also wants to thank him for looking out for the girls and Mike while she is at the Gateway.
Carlisle had contacted his brother and a cousin from Airendell, both are warriors that were trained by Morna, Luca and Bronwyn, and will protect the girls while Morna is occupied with the as yet unknown threat against their Guild. She sits on the bed and composes her notes, seals them up in envelopes before returning to the group.
She is walking back into the dining room when she hears Fionn and Rinda arguing. Others such as Breena and Brigid are trying to get them to lower their voices, but Morna hears enough to freeze in her tracks.
“No Fionn, I did not get into her pants last night! You dumb ass, nosey son of a…” Rinda shouts.
Morna is sickened when she hears Damian’s calm voice cut in, “That’s enough! Do not talk about Morna that way. Fionn, I will take you out if you ever speak of her that way again! I have been staying outside of Morna’s door when she sleeps ever since Luca left her. I will keep her safe. Safe even from her friends, if necessary. Morna and Rinda did nothing wrong last night. Morna showed Rinda pictures of kids and then they talked about growing up together. God Fionn… can you really believe Morna would do that? She loves Luca more than any person I have ever met has loved another person.”
“Look Damian, I wasn’t disparaging Morna’s character. But you have to admit she is really vulnerable right now, and this one has been hung up on Morna since they were fourteen years old. Hell kid, they are almost eight hundred and fifty years old. Do you realize how long that is to carry a torch for someone? I was just afraid that Rinda might have made a desperate attempt to get something back she was never destined to have.” The room is silent for several seconds. “Look, sorry. I should have discussed this with Rinda in private, but I suspect everyone was wondering… Rinda can be a little impulsive… God I am a dumb ass.” Fionn rubs his face, and looks around the room, “I am sorry, I should have just kept my thoughts to myself.”
Breena chuckles and mutters; “Yeah, like Fionn MacLeod has ever kept his thoughts to himself. You dumbass. Good thing we all love you so much and know you aren’t malicious when stupidly blurt out whatever you are thinking.”
Morna gathers up her courage and walks into the dining room. “Yes, Fionn. You always have been a dumb ass, but we love you anyway. Now if everyone is finished discussing my private life, can we take care of some business?” Everyone looks embarrassed, but Morna acts like she doesn’t notice.
After Rinda, Fionn and Micah leave for The Bridge Morna mutters, “Poor Micah, I bet he will have to listen to those two snipe at each other all day. I wonder when they are going to realize they are meant for each other.” She chuckles softly to herself and then she looks at Maria, “Have you had any luck with the beads I brought back from the Spirit Plain?”
Maria and George both looked very troubled. Maria looks at her hands. “What is it?” asks Morna.
Maria finally speaks up, “The impressions I got from the beads are very, very confusing. I could clearly make out a connection with the