Family Reunion
Disclaimer: I don't own them, I wish I did but they all belong to the evil Joss! The only people I do own are Angel's family, but you can borrow them if you ask first.
Chapter Nine
Boyle Family Mansion
The Boyle's and the LeDeath's where seated in the family room by a warm fire. Evan, Tara, and Shani were sitting on the floor next to the fire and the adults where spread around on the couches drinking warm tea.
Now will you tell us how it we are alive again? Tara asked breaking the silence.
Johnathan raised an eyebrow at Jacques.
I will them, they are my children and I suppose we should have told them all earlier, but Kathryn and I wanted to wait until we where older he said.
You see children, your mother and I aren't regular people, and we are Pagans. The ancient religion that worshipped the Goddess Bridged. We have been practicing the craft, but secretly because as you know Paganism is no longer allowed which is why we have not told you about it earlier. Johnathan finished.
I do not understand what that has to do with Aunt Anna and Jacques? I would like to know how it is that they bought us back? Evan asked impatiently.
Your mother and I have been practicing Paganism since we where young, as did our parents and their parents. The are some other, older Irish families who have been practicing the craft as well such as your fathers' family the Boyle's. Annabelle finished
Uncle Jacques, what do you have to do with Paganism than? You are not Irish, you're French! Shani inquired.
As you know your father and I where roommates at the university, and I meet your aunt through your father, but one of the reasons we are such good friends is because my family also practiced the craft. Jacques said smiling at Annabelle as he remembered their courting days.
Now we have a question for you. We noticed the marks on your neck are Vampyr bites, we would like to now whom it was that killed you, Annabelle asked, surprised to see her sister and nieces burst into tears at the question.
Johnathan turned to his sister-in-law and his old friend. Our murder he said gravely was...............Angelus. Jacques gasped and Annabelle fainted dropping her tea, when they heard that their own nephew was the killer of his family.
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