Subj:Recovering Love: An Angelique and Morgan Story
Date: 1/16/00 3:55:49 PM Central Standard Time
From: Angie

Chapter Two: A Chain Of Sorrow

Morgan allowed himself to be unwillingly asborbed by time. Falling, downward into the settle darkness. Morgan open his dazed eyes with a loud thud. By his surroundings he felt that he was by the gazebo on the Colllins estate. It was there that many dark and devesating secrets had been reavled. And with a snarl on his face he didn't care how he came to be here. Or if he was alive or dead. The gazebo seemed pointless for it's purpose. For Morgan the purpose mean't ultimate destruction for someone who had cause him great and endless pain. But there he stood alone with the whispers of the wind brought him to realize that he was freezing. But it was easily ignored as he had remembered for the raged that was buried in him still burned brightly. The rustling of the wind stopped and he heard a voice that was familarly haunting to him.

Morgan. The voice spoke his name with an ever lasting pleasure. Morgan I need you.

No! It can not be Catherine! I will not respond to her. He twisted his head in anguish, the tears lasting forever in his soul searching eyes. HE will not show the pain that he is going through but is more than willing to show the hatered.

Listen to me Morgan. I saved you and now you must help me.

Why would you save me Catherine? Morgan ask with a sick feeling in his stomach. Why would you save me when it is Bramwell you love.

Catherine? Who is Catherine? I am Angelique and I need your help. I do not come from this time. I was able to bring you to that time to your time in the past. But since I do not belong there I need you to do something for me so that I can be there.

If it was Bramwell that was falling to his death and not mine would you have saved him then?

I do not know a Bramwell. Nor do I know you. I just need you to provide me with the neccesarily information on this time. Angelique said growing easily annoyed.

What do you mean this time? Morgan said trying to make comparisions by the voice if this Angelique did look like Catherine.

You are in 1795 in your past of which you were not a part of. I do not have time for these childish questions. I have forty five minutes to come to this time. And there I shall stay for as long as I need to.

You mean Bramwell wasn't born yet. He always was a few years younger than me so I won't have to deal with him just yet. Morgan said with a devlish gleam reflecting in the moonlight.

Yes but I need you to help me come here.

If I find a way for you to come here what is in it for me?

This Bramwell that you speak of. Is that the one that looks like Barnabas? Angelique said feeling tremendous power at that name.

Yes it is his father.

Do you know of a Josette Dupress

Yes they married in 1798

I assure you that wedding is never going to take place and there will never be a Bramwell. Does that sastified you? The thought confused her with all her heart. Now she had a chance to make sure Barnabas never meets Josette at all. But she still hated him with an everlasting agony of madness. No matter what time she was in.

More than you could ever ask.

Alright. Right now I need for you to go in the gazebo. And you will call me Catherine since you say that I have the voice of Catherine. Remember the last time you two were together here. Our voices will say it at the same time. Do you understand me? I do not belong in this time. I need you to concentrate on me.

Yes. Morgan said thinking it wouldn't be right for him to think of Catherine anymore if she loved Bramwell.

Morgan it is I Catherine. I need you Morgan.

Catherine it is I Morgan. I need you Catherine. The voices were equal but at the same time were not. They were repeated with one filled with rememberenece of the past, and the other filled with ambition

A figure began to form and Morgan gasped. It is Catherine. It's gotta be Catherine in disguise. She didn't come here to help me. She came here to follow me to the edge of death.

Well Morgan I can sense that you still have your doubts about me. I will prove to you in time that I am who I say I am. Now come along we have some things to attend to.

Where are we going?

Well we very well can't go to Collinwood univited now can we?

What do you have in mind? Asked Morgan as he wondered about what kind of powers this Catherine look alike could have.

You will see.

Long after they gone a figure of a ghost was within the twlight

The time of terror and the whispers of the wind

Include a chain of sorrow

Came forth the ghost of tommrow

And there stood the very image of Josette Dupres

Nicholas felt the wave of pain pass him by. It always hurt him to think about Maggie. He thought drinking himself into a thoughtless rage. I should be with her now! Nicholas walked over to where Angelique had once been. The same time portal that she went through. A burst of energy appeared before him and when the brightness dissapeared there was a book. The Collins Family History. Nicholas read as an unexpected pleasure ran through him. It hadn't occurred to him that when time portals are used other things not seen may go through as well. This was appartenly the Collins history from this time. Nicholas ran his finger among the pages and drew out a shocked gasp. What is Maggie relation with the Collins family? It took him a few moments to get over the shock when the name read Josette Dupres Collins.

Why does she look so much like Maggie? Nicholas whispered as he began to comprehend the weakness of love Angelique must have known this. I knew all along that she was up to something. I just let her go ahead with it so that I can look after her crude ways. But now I have a chance to go into that time as well. She wouldn't have any idea which Nicholas I am. Nicholas smiled deviously. It would confuse the hell out of her. And I will make sure that she stays in that time forever. In a time where she doesn't belong. It seemed fitting since Angelique never belonged anywhere. Yes my dear Angelique you will seek out your fortune of fear but I shall overcome the the trimuph of madness.

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