Date: Mon, 14 Oct 2002 21:01:10 -0400
From: x j <magickmaker7@hotmail.com>
Subject: Caleb's Love 9

ATTENTION READERS - Usual disclaimers apply. Please read responsibly. Oh,
and another note, I do NOT support OR recommend suicide. In a perfect world
no one would feel a need to kill themselves. However, I will not judge
anyone who does because they have to live their life. If they decide that
they can't handle that then I can only feel sorry for them. These characters
are NOT REAL. Do not use these situations as a model or guideline for your
own life. I will not be responsible for your actions if you do.

	As time goes on my life only seems to become more complicated. I apologize
to all my great readers out there for not getting this to you sooner. I
tried.

Notes On The Muse Responsible For The Writer Of This Story:::

1. A muse is supposed to inspire creativity. They make the work of writers,
artists, singers, and the like much easier. They make things just sort of
... flow.

2. Do not attempt to bribe a muse. They only inspire when they are good and
damn ready! It doesn't matter how much you plead, promise, or beg.

3. When your muse goes on vacation... all hell breaks loose. Or, rather, no
hell breaks loose. It is near impossible to get anything done. If you can
complete one sentence per hour you're in good shape.

4. My muse took an unexpected visit to Hrastnik. Don't know where that is?
Yeah, my point exactly. (FYI: The Bureau of Muses International informed me
that Hrastnik is in Slovenia, which is a country somewhere near Italy.)
Apparently the DMI tells me that I'm just not good enough to have my own
muse yet. (That's like, Shakespeare status) So I have to share with other
people. Apparently this Hrastnik fellow was having a real writers block
beyond anything they had ever seen before. I hear they had to call in extra
muses for the case. It was ugly, but I hear the gentleman is okay now.

*****Okay readers. On a more serious note I'm sorry I've babbled on so long.
Life happened. The time it took me to get this out to you had nothing to do
with the fine people of Hrastnik. So don't hold them accountable. LOL.
Enough though! Here's the story.


Chapter 9: Sex, Family, and a Man Missing

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Tyler's POV

	I was being gently shaken awake. I tried to open my eyes. That was when I
realized that I was blindfolded. I sighed at Derek and his little games. I
had no clue what he hoped to accomplish but it all seemed very silly in my
waking state.

	"Derek!" I mumbled with a little annoyance in my voice. I wasn't really
that bothered but I did want to make him feel a little guilty about waking
me up like this. It was pretty ridiculous and I liked to sleep in! I reached
a hand up to flip the blindfold off of my eyes.

	Less gently I felt someone grab first the hand going for the blindfold,
then the other one. I felt my hands pulled fairly roughly up and over my
head, being pinned down to the mattress. This was going a little too far. I
tried to sit up only to realize that he must have been straddling my chest.

	"Derek! Come on, let me up!" I grumbled, feeling a twinge of fear in this
very vulnerable position. I mean it had to be Derek, right? Memories started
to creep back in and on the inside I was starting to feel very uneasy.

	I felt one of the hands leave my wrists. It moved down to my nipples and
rubbed and pinched them. I struggled against the one hand the held my arms
but I still couldn't budge loose.

	"Derek please, stop! It's not funny anymore!" I pleaded shakily, hearing
the fear that was evident in my voice. Images, fears, and feelings from my
past started coming back to me. I struggled against the other body more
desperately now, honestly fearful.

	I felt what could only be hair brush against the side of my face. "Ssh.
You're safe sweetie. Don't be afraid." a soothing voice whispered in my ear.
I breathed a sigh of relief. I would know that voice, and the smell of that
hair, anywhere. It was Derek. Instantly all my fears were forgotten and
replaced with love... and me totally wanting him. As long as he was with me
I felt so safe and protected.

	I felt his hand rub on my chest. The hand moved to my nipple and pinched
hard. I started to cry out in pain but then it lightened it's grip and I
felt his mouth on my other nipple. He swirled his tongue around it and
sucked on it while the other hand was now stroking lightly across the nipple
that had only been in pain a second ago. I couldn't repress a loud moaning
sound that seemed to come from my innermost being. Derek knew that, as long
as I felt safe, I liked it a little rougher sometimes. Not enough to do
serious harm of course.

	He lightly kissed up to just below my neck. There he nibbled playfully at
the skin, just to the point of pain, before kissing each area he had just
bitten. I could feel myself being extremely aroused by this sweet torture. I
felt his hand brush across my thigh before he dug his fingernails into the
skin. Once again I almost cried out in both surprise and the slightly
painful sensation that ran straight to my dick, making it all the more hard.
The only thing that stopped me from crying out is that, at that moment, his
lips closed firmly onto my own and his tongue entered my mouth forcefully.

	His hand stopped digging into my leg and moved ever so slowly down my inner
thigh.  He played lightly with my balls and then moved down just a little
further to my hole. My whole body shivered with anticipation. I felt the
hand leave for a little while only to come back slippery with lube. His
fingers dragged teasingly over my opening until I started to squirm and my
breathing became more erratic. He worked his way down my body, biting here
and there, causing amazing sensations just on the brink of pain. My chest,
nipples, stomach, down my slight treasure trail he left small little bites
all the while avoiding the penetration my body was craving. "please!" I
begged in a whisper for the wonderful invasion that I knew would only be a
prelude to better things to come.

	Apparently that was enough for him. He pushed two fingers in suddenly and
not too gently. I gasped, loving what he was doing to me. All too soon a
third finger was added to the others as a writhed under him. I couldn't
stand it anymore and I begged him to make love to me.

	He let go of my arms and I felt a sort of freedom after all this time. I
felt him position himself right at the entrance of my opening. "Unnngh!" I
cried out as entered me all at once, driving himself into me. I breathed
heavily as a wave of pleasure, from being filled, washed over me. He guided
my arms around his upper body, just under his arms, and I held on and held
him close. I wrapped my legs around his waist, behind his buttocks.

	"Please?" I quietly questioned, bringing my hand up to the blindfold. I
could feel him lean closer toward my face. He lightly kissed my lips, the
tip of my nose, and finally my forehead before gently sliding the blindfold
up over my head. I could only smile. There was Derek, the man I loved with
everything I had, looking down at me.

	He thrust in and out of me forcefully. I couldn't help but start moaning
loudly as he once again went back to my neck, gently biting the flesh. The
tension in us reached the point of no return and all too soon we shared an
amazingly intense orgasm.

	He slowly rolled off to the side of me. He gathered me into his arms,
stroking my back and whispering his love for me. I was overwhelmed with all
the emotion I was feeling. I felt myself tremble slightly. He looked down at
me. I realized I was crying when he leaned down to kiss away my tears.

	"Ty? You okay?" he questioned softly.

	"I just love you so much Derek." I whispered back.

	"You know I love you too Tyler."

	"Yeah I know." I replied tiredly. "It's just so amazing. At first I didn't
know if you could ever love me... how you found me and all."

	"Ssh. I do love you Yanis. That's all that matters, okay. Don't think about
the past. It hurts me when you do. It wasn't your fault Baby. You have to
understand that."

	I just snuggled closer to him. I knew he was right, about everything. I had
him now. I knew that he loved me and I knew that, with him around, nobody
would ever hurt me again. He was my lover, my love, and my protector.


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Laura's POV

	I always was an early riser. When my eyes opened that morning I didn't hear
anyone else up. I got out of bed, threw on some clothes, and made my way to
the kitchen. I figured everyone else would be up soon enough and I started
getting out the materials for breakfast. I decided just to get everything
ready but not actually cook yet.

	I looked up to see Lou entering the kitchen. "good morning." I said, a
little distracted with the breakfast.

	"Yeah I guess that depends on your point of view!" she shot back.

	I took a break from what I was doing and thought. Lou wasn't usually an
early riser as far as I knew. Judging by the tone of her voice something had
gone wrong this morning. "Okay. So why are you up so early?"

	"Couldn't get all that much sleep! By the sound of things Caleb and Dylan
are doing just fine! No consideration for those of us light sleepers!
Personally, I believe it was the "Oh.. oh god!" that woke me up and the
constant groaning that kept me up!" she practically growled, still upset by
being woken up.

	 I couldn't help but giggle a little. We fell pretty silent after that, her
still waking up fully as I started making food for her and keeping the
others in mind that would soon follow. It was in this quiet that I heard a
noise that, unfortunately, I could label as fairly familiar. Tyler and Derek
were at it this morning too! I lightly chuckled and Lou just made a face.

	"That doesn't bother you? That the two gay guys, one that hadn't even been
officially out, got guys before us? How did we let that happen?" she asked.
She didn't sound annoyed or angry, just a little disappointed.

	It was a good question really and I hadn't thought about that. Derek was
the first one in out coven before he found Tyler. Dylan hadn't even been out
yet for crying out loud! "Well I honestly don't know. I guess we need to get
out more." I stated somberly.

	"See on the other hand when I think about how Tyler and Derek met each
other I'm almost glad I haven't found someone yet. That was awful." she
sighed. "Speaking of which did Dylan and Caleb ever mention how they met? I
don't remember them saying anything about it."

	"No, I don't think they did. Maybe they're just not comfortable saying.
Maybe that's a bad story too." I suggested.

	Just then our conversation was cut short as Theresa entered. "Have any of
you seen Brian? I guess I was so smashed last night I didn't notice... but
he wasn't in the room this morning."

	Both me and Lou stated that we hadn't seen him. "Wait! I saw him going into
the forest last night." Lou put in. "He was going out there with Caleb right
before Dylan went out there... oh my god! You don't think he had anything to
do with how we saw them last night do you?"

	Theresa thought about it before she sighed. "I just don't know anymore. But
I'm going to have to go look for him if he doesn't show up soon. I mean I
can't just leave him out there. If I know him he's already gotten himself
into some kind of trouble."

	 "Oh most definitely." we heard a voice before seeing the body for it enter
the room. I think we all just stared. It was the girl from last night. She
was wearing these dark green silk boxer shorts with a white tee-shirt. She
got a plate, got some of the eggs and bacon I had finished making and sat
down. She just ate her food quietly as if her being here was the most
natural thing in the world.

	Personally I felt very... out of the loop. So I just turned back to making
breakfast. Nothing could get sorted out before Dylan came. That's how it
seemed anyway. Before Tyler and Derek emerged and lightened the mood.

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Caleb's POV

	After a cataclysmic orgasm me and Dylan laid in each others arms. I
snuggled up against his chest, feeling his heart beat under me. Dylan had
been a real animal this time. He seemed to need me with an intensity neither
of us had experienced before. Of course I thoroughly enjoyed it.

	His hand was behind my head, gently stroking my neck just at the hairline.
We gazed into each other's eyes. I don't know what I would do without him.
"I thought I was going to loose you." I whispered, laying my head on his
chest.

	"I know Baby. I don't think I really realized how much I meant to you. I
never thought you would... do something like that." he whispered, stroking
my back now.

	"I don't think I realized either. It's just... I didn't really think about
it before. I don't want to be alone anymore. It hurts so much to be alone.
Especially when that means loosing someone. I just didn't know how I would
go on without you. So I kind of decided that I wouldn't. You're not mad are
you?"

	"No I'm not mad Babe. A little shocked maybe. But not mad. How could I be
mad? If I was gone, wherever I went, I would loose you too. If it would mean
that we could be together then that has to be about the most beautiful,
amazing, loving sacrifice you could ever make. If there is no life after
death then I can also understand you not wanting to hurt like that with me
gone. I love you. I wouldn't want you to hurt like that ever again." I felt
him kiss the top of my forehead.

	"So what about this goddess now?" I asked.

	"That is a very good question. I don't know that I have all the answers. If
she wants to just go on her way then there's nothing we can do to stop her.
If she needs some kind of care then that's another matter. Then there's also
the legal aspect of it. She wasn't really born so, in this world, she
doesn't exist. I guess if she wants I can make that happen. I know people,
with my legal connections,  who could do that. What do you think Babe? Would
you want to raise a teenager? Be a father? With me of course?"

	I thought about his question for a moment. A million thoughts raced through
my head. I didn't know if I was ready for this. Of course, if it was with
Dylan...

	"Okay, I shouldn't have asked." he interrupted my thought process. "I can
understand you not wanting to. I mean we're still trying to figure things
out ourselves. Not to mention that you're not much older than she is if you
go by body structure. If you don't want to do it then we just figure out
something else."

	"Dylan would you just stop for a moment!? Listen. I don't know if I'm ready
for that. We don't even know if that's what has to happen. But, I think, I
could do anything with you. I think, if you want to, I would like to give it
a try." I felt his arms close around me, holding me close. I heard him sigh.

	"You are everything I have ever wanted. What did I do without you?" he
asked quietly.

	"Hrm. Use your hand?" I giggled.

	I think it took a moment for my comment to sink in. Because after a brief
pause he rolled onto his back and laughed. "You have such a one track mind!"
he managed between laughs. Before I could even respond he pounced on top of
me.

	He ran his hands up my chest to my nipples. He leaned down and kissed me.
The he reached around and grabbed my hardening member, giving me a good
sized erection and turning me on big time. He was just so amazingly erotic.
Now it looked like he was going to claim me again and my whole body craved
it... "That ought to teach you!" he giggled before rolling off of me and
getting up, leaving me and my boner, which was almost painfully hard, all
alone in bed.

	"Hey! Wait! Please! Dylan come on. You can't leave me like this. What am I
supposed to do?" I asked in desperation.

	"Gee I guess maybe you can... use your hand!" he laughed.

	This was not fair. I slumped back on the bed in defeat. I opened my eyes
and looked at his amused expression. "You are so evil." I whispered. Okay,
think Caleb. Slowly a smirk crossed my face. If I played this right I would
have him.

	I relaxed a little more on the bed. I opened my legs and brought my feet
closer to me with my legs bent at the knee so I was, in essence, totally
exposed. I laid back and closed my eyes. My hand quickly found my erection.
I slowly began to jerk off. Except for my noise the room was totally silent
so I assumed it was having the desired effect on Dylan. Just as I predicted
I felt him crawl onto the bed. It felt like he got in between my legs. He
ran a finger down the inside of my arm and I shivered and instinctively
stopped my self-exploration.

	He pushed my hand away, replacing it with his. After a few strokes I felt
his hand replaced with his soft, wet, mouth as he massaged and teased the
opening of my ass hole. I sighed. I opened my eyes, just a little, to look
up at him. He had a general look of being thrilled with what he was doing to
me. I concentrated on his strong arms, his smooth chest, the face and body
of the man I wanted to spend eternity with. That put my brain into overload
and my orgasm overtook me.

	I felt him crawl over to the side of me. He nuzzled and kissed my neck.
"Better?" he asked. I could only mumble in the affirmative. "Oh no!" he
interrupted. "We have to go downstairs and you know it Babe. Come on, lets
get up."

	"No way. I'm sleeping." I grumbled. At least that's what it was supposed to
be even though it probably sounded nothing like that.

	"Oh I don't think so!" He whispered. Before I could react he picked me up
and hoisted me over his shoulder. He set me down in the shower and turned
the water on. I cried out as the first few seconds of ice cold water hit my
once-warm skin. Eventually it warmed up and I accepted my fate and got
showered. In about fifteen minutes me and Dylan were dressed and ready to go
downstairs and face whatever craziness awaited us.

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Dylan's POV

	Me and Caleb went downstairs. One of the first things we heard was
conversation and what sounded like general friendliness coming from the
kitchen. When we turned into the kitchen I saw something I wouldn't have
ever expected to see, at least not this soon. There was, well, the goddess
chatting it up with everyone like they had all been old friends. Two things
registered in my mind. One, Brian was no where to be seen. Two, we had to
get a better name for this girl because I do not want to have to address her
as "goddess" or whatever all the time.

	"Hey, good morning guys. You look so much better than you did last night!"
Tyler chimed in, being the first to see us. Of course this led to everyone
coming over to us and making sure we were all right (as if THEY were the
authority on the subject of our health).

	Once we received the "okay" from everyone we sat down. A rather
uncomfortable silence emerged. It was obvious everyone wanted to know about
last night but no one wanted to ask. Finally I just broke down, decided
someone had to talk eventually, and asked, "So, um, what exactly should we
call you? I'm sorry but I really don't think your um... title is going to
work for a regular basis." the others seemed to already be informed as to
the "title" I mentioned. They were also a little confused as to how and why
they had never gotten a real name though.

	"Well I'm sure you know I have been called many names." she responded.

	"Yeah and I'm also quite sure that Hecate won't do for all practical
purposes so what name would you have us use?" I responded playfully, but
serious. There were some names that people automatically associated with
witchcraft and we just couldn't use them. It was that simple.

	She giggled. "This is true! So many names from so many people. Really I
wouldn't object if you came up with a name of your own to call me. It's been
done many times before. Or you can take your pick. Hecate, Diana, Isis,
Inana, Ishtar, Gaia, Aradia... but, no, you don't like those do you?" she
cocked her head to the side a bit. "How about... Arinna. Yes, that's it. You
like it. I can feel it."

	I just shook my head in disbelief. I did like it. However, I did not like
the fact that she could tell whether or not I liked it. That was going to
have to be discussed. Before we got down to that though I had to make sure I
could even try to enforce some rules. "Okay, Arinna, what are you going to
do now? You can leave, or you can stay. That's about the only options that I
see."

	She had a sort of odd way or staring right at you when you were talking to
her. Almost like she was listening too good. When I was done she turned to
Caleb. "What about you?"

	"Well" Caleb started, a little hesitant. "I think Dylan is right that those
are the immediate choices. We talked about it and if you wanted to stay then
me and Dylan would be willing to have you."

	She just nodded, almost as if in approval. "Yes, I would like to stay with
you. In a way I have to stay with you. Your love is what keeps me here. If I
were to separate myself from you for any long period of time it would be
like depriving myself of oxygen. Eventually, I would "die"."

	"Why do you say die like that? Almost as if it's just... some kind of
technical term?	" Tyler cut in.

	"Ah. A true student. Always wanting to learn more. However, I do not think
that now is the time for that lesson. I will give lessons. You are not ready
for that yet though. In fact, there are only a few of you here that are.
Before you ask, by the way, I am not going to say who." she finished. I
could see the cogs turning in Tyler's head and he looked like he would ask
another question soon if he wasn't stopped.

	"Ok." I tried to cut all further discussion short. "If the rest of you can
excuse us I think that the three of us - me, Caleb, and Arinna - have some
things to talk about."

	Everyone grumbled a bit but nodded their consent. I left the room telling
them to follow me. We entered one of the rooms that wasn't in use by anyone.
I closed the door and locked it. I knew this group had a hard time minding
their own business. There were things to be discussed. As a family.

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Goddess Arinna's POV:

	We entered the room. That was one of the things I liked about this house.
All of the rooms were different, but at the same time they all sort of tied
in with each other to form a very comfortable atmosphere. Not to mention
that, for the person who knew what to look for, there was evidence of
goddess worship without being blatant. Pictures, designs carved in wood,
that sort of thing that wasn't very noticeable but still there.

	We all sat on the bed in a sort of triangle. There was a little period of
silence. It seemed that no one knew quite what to say. I looked expectantly
at Dylan. He seemed to be the one to take charge usually and so I figured he
would probably speak first. I know I wasn't about to speak first. They
wanted to have this chat. This was their show.

	Dylan sighed. To my surprise Caleb was the first to speak. "Well this is
it. Now, I know that you probably know quite a bit about us already.
However, there will be time for talking later. I think right now that we
wanted to go over some things. Such as goals, what is expected of you, what
is frowned upon, and just what kind of a world you've dropped yourself
into."

	Both me and Dylan looked at him in surprise. He blushed a little and then
hung his head and went about tracing his finger on the design of the
blanket. It was obvious that he wasn't used to taking the lead like that.
Dylan put a hand on his in reassurance.

	"Caleb's right. We do need to discuss those things. First of all I would
like to set a few ground rules here right now. One, no looking into people's
minds like you do unless you have a very good reason. Then, if possible, I
would like you to ask me first. Which leads to number two, the same applies
to ALL magick. This world... in this world, right now, your followers are
few and far between. We have to be very secretive about magick. If some
people found out... it wouldn't be good." Dylan added.

	These were things that, really, I already knew. I knew so much! Sometimes I
wish I didn't know all these things. I do though and there's not much of
anything I can do about it. The talk went on for a while more. I suppose
probably an hour or two at least. We discussed a lot of things and I told
them what I could about the reason I was there. Some things, of course, I
couldn't tell them yet. I think they understood that.

	I was mildly distracted by the one known as Brian. His fate was one of the
only things I didn't know about this group. I had only been told that he
would have big choices to make. That the choices he made could effect this
world greatly. This world was so physical, so fragile. One thing I did know
was that I couldn't trust him. None of us could. Each of us would have a
role to play. His, I had been told, was that of a "great deceiver". One who
I was to protect Dylan and Caleb from at all costs. After all, there is much
more to their destiny than bringing me here.

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Theresa's POV:

	Dylan, Caleb, and Arinna went to go have a talk. Their first family talk. I
was so happy for them. However, that reminded my of my own little problem.
My husband still hadn't come back yet! This was NOT good. So, though I can't
say I was happy about having to do this, I asked Tyler to help me go find
him. I figured he might be at our house so that was the first place we went.
I hoped that he was there because if he wasn't I didn't know where I would
look!

	For the sake of convenience we went there by magick. It was a system. We
had agreed that all of our houses would be ok for teleportation. Everyone in
the coven had a special place in their house to teleport into. So me and
Tyler went. When we got there we decided to split up and search the house
for him.

	Room by room we looked. It seemed that nothing would turn up. Then we
descended on the main part of the house. "Oh. Theresa. I found something."
Tyler called. Just then my eye caught sight of something too. I grabbed the
note and went to catch up with Tyler.

	I walked into the room. There, on the table, the phone sat. It was off the
hook. This obviously meant the Brian had been here. "Look, I found this too"
I looked at the note now.

" Theresa,

	I'm sorry I couldn't have talked to you in person. But I came home to check
up on something and I found an opportunity I couldn't turn down. I don't
know when or if I will ever see you again. Please don't look for me. Know
that I care about you and I'm sorry it had to be this way.
								--Brian "

	Other than that though, that was it. We searched the whole house and found
nothing else. We returned back to Dylan's place. Tyler held me for a little
while as I cried. I didn't know where to look for Brian now, or even whether
or not I should. Wherever he was I could only hope that he was safe.

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COMING IN NEXT CHAPTER: Brian's POV
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