A plane landed in the Bayfield airport. A plane that had flown straight through from Mexico. He had gotten lucky with being able to find a flight straight through. All the other flights had far too many stops in between. Stops that he didn't want to make. Otherwise, he might have changed flights and gone back home to his wife and kids. He knew they were in good hands but he couldn't help but start missing them the moment he stepped onto the plane in the first place. The flight had been too long for the man who doesn't like heights to begin with. Yes. The six foot three inch tall man who is in good shape is scared of heights.

With much relief, he steps off the plane. His brown hair cut and styled like the surfer he is. He's wearing dark khaki shorts that come down to his knees and a light yellow shirt with a surf board picture and 'Born To Surf' in lettering above it. He'd called Jules from Mexico to let her know when his plane was leaving and when it was scheduled to land. He was looking forward to seeing her again. He checks his pocket to make sure he's not lost his bagage claim form. Nope. It's right there. Now to just collect that bagage.

Jules was waiting outside the terminal area in the airport coffee bar. She was in no mood to subject herself to security checkpoints needlessly. She's let her brother know where she'd be waiting when they talked on the phone. She was somewhat surprised he'd come all this way. she knew how much he'd miss everyone. She really wanted to have a long talk with him and hear what was going on.

She waited, it shouldn't be long they'd announce his flight had landed over the P> A a little while ago. She sipped at her latte and waited. She sloshed a little on herself but it was not a big deal today. She was wearing old jeans and an even older sweatshirt. Running errands clothes.

He went through the security check point before heading to collect his lugguage before heading to find the place Jules had said she'd be waiting for him. The coffee bar just came into sight. His lugguage was on wheels and he was pulling it along behind him.

"Jules," he said with a smile as he spotted her and headed over to where she was sitting. He let go of his lugguage and opened his arms to give her a hug. "I'm glad to see you."

She hugged him back. "Marc, I missed you. How is everyone?" she asked him while she held him. She knew he must already miss them so she didn't let go. It was surely small comfort but at least she tried. "You want a coffee, or should we just head to my place?" she asked him.

"I missed you too, Jules," he said and hugged her close. "Everyone is good. I left them in the care of Juan and his family. You remember Juan?" Juan was his best friend and right hand man. Juan had been helping him with the circus and such for the past three years. Their kids were growing up together. "Tomás wanted to come. It's not easy explaining to a four year old that they need to stay and help take care of mommy and sister." He chuckled softly and had a bit of a grin on his face.

"Naw, I think I'll pass on the coffee for now," he said politely. "The flight wasn't the most pleasant of things for me with me being scared of heights and all. I've got a little bit of anxiety from it going on still. I'm looking forward to seeing your place."

(I might point ou not evryone afraid of heights has trouble with planes and not everyone afraid of planes is afraid of heights) :P

"Yes sure, It's full though, my boyfreind takes up so much room." she teases. Her boyfreind is nonexistant so it's what she jokingly calles her piano.

She gets red of her coffee cup and leads him out to the car. It's a lease job. When you travel as much as Jules does, you tend not to own lots of large things you have to leave behind or pay to ship. Her only exception to this rule is here pianos.

As you can imagine though, it must take her a while to pick a vehicle, most objects give her impressions.

(Yup. I know this. I, myself, am terrified of heights and planes. ;))

He shakes his head and laughs at her comment. "Oh I'm sure he does," he jokes back.

He gathered up his lugguage and followed her out to the car. His bags get loaded into the trunk and he climbs into the passenger seat. Seatbelt goes on.

"Things going okay out here?" he asks her after she gets in the car too.

"So far. I just stayed here after talking to everyone down south. I've had some wierd things happenng. Nothing serious or bad though. I think this place is part of what's changing me. I'm going to ride it out though." she said. Truthfully at first Bayfield had scared the hell out of her.

He listened very closely to her as she spoke. He couldn't help but frown slightly as he listened.

"Weird things? What sort of weird things?" he asked. "Changing you? How so?" He couldn't imagine Jules changing. Not the Jules he'd met a few months ago and welcomed into his home with his family. Does he sound worried? Probably a bit. He's hoping he didn't make a mistake by coming here.

" I see more things." she said softly as she unlocked the trunk for him. She hadn't kept her gift a secret from him. He should get what she was driving at.

Once his luggage was in the trunk she went around and unlocked the car. She wasn't sure what he'd say, her gift always seemed to make him slightly edgy and she wondered why. She did know he'd grown up in a house with magic. She'd meant to ask Gatt sometime if her knew, but at the same time didn't want to pry too deeply.

"Oh." He wasn't sure what else to say to that really. "You said it's changing you. Is it because of that?" he asked while making sure his seatbelt was buckled. "Are you doing okay? With seeing more things I mean." There was a slight edge in his voice but he wanted to make sure his half sister was okay with it all.

"I think so, this place just has weird energy. At least to me it does." she said after buckling up herself and starting the car.

"If you don't mind me asking, what are you going to do here. I'm not totally sure why you came all this way." she said frankly.

Weird energy. He wasn't sure if he liked the sound of that or not.

"Well..." he said. "You said you found Gattling. It's been quite a while since I had a single conversation on the phone with him and even longer since I seen him last."

He paused for a moment.

"He and I need to sit down some time and talk. We've got some things we need to clear up and such." He's probably making it sound a lot easier than it's probably going to be. We won't know yet though, will we?

"Did you ever lok for him before? He talked to me for a long time the night I had dinner with him. We haven't talked since though. He sure was curious about you." she said as she pulled clear of the airport's lot.

He shook his head slightly. "No," he finally said. "I never looked for him. I wasn't sure if he had even wanted to talk to me or not. Our single phone call was a bit on the strained side. At least... that's how it felt to me anyway."

He slumped back entirely against the seat in the car. "How is Gattling anyway? You say he was curious about me... What did he say? Did he mention Vivienne during your conversation with him?"

"Yes, He tracked her here." she answered as she pulled onto the main road from the long airport driveway. " Why don't you talk about her?"

He's mildly surprised to learn that Vivienne is here in this city. Only mildly because he knew how close Gattling and her were. Jules' question took him more by surprise than finding out Viv was out here.

He shrugged slightly before answering. "As kids, we just kind of clashed I guess you could say," he answered.

Well Viv was a kid. "How do you clash with a kid so much younger Marc?" she was curious.

Questions. Questions. So many questions. But she is, after all, his half sister even if he hadn't known until meeting her for that first time some months ago that he even had a half sister.

"It had to do with her father for the most part," he finally answered. He wasn't sure what all, if anything, Gattling had told her. "I was the oldest, and yet, I couldn't take his crap. She was the tough one of us all."


(Lemme know if I need to fix this :?: )

"That's a reason to clash, wounded pride is one thing, but you sound almost ungrateful, and you've never given me that impression. What sort of shit was it?" Jules asked uncharacteristically using a swear word.

He cast a glance over towards his half-sister as she used a swear word. He didn't recall having heard her swear before. "Mac, her father and my step-father, would use our magic against us I guess you can say." He paused, trying to decide what all to tell her.

"Then one day, I was pretty drained because of the man. I said I wished I didn't have magic so he couldn't use it against me. She took my magic," he said bluntly. He's decided why bother with beating around the bush and keeping secrets. It'll all end up coming out sooner or later anyway. "When I asked for it back, she couldn't give it."

"What did she, uh, do with it?" Jules asked incredulously. She didn't know much but she knew Viv was closer to her age than Marc's. She found it hard to believe the girl was that powerful.

He shrugged again. "I don't know what she did with it," he answered. "All I know is that she took it and couldn't give it back. Like I said, she was the stronger one of us all."

She nodded and pulled onto her sideroad. It didn't take more than twenty minutes to reach her place. She pulled into her driveway and turned the car off. "I warned you it's small." she said.

He was quiet for the rest of the short distance to her house. "Small, shmall. You've been in my house. The traveling trailer. It's not very big. Probably smaller than your place. But it's cozy. I'm sure your place is just as cozy," he said with a chuckle.

He unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car. "You sure your boyfriend is up for company," he said teasingly as he walked to the back of the car so he could get his bags out of the trunk.

She unlocked the trunk. "Spoiled he gets to spend time with me everynight." she jokes. She may love her piano a little too much. She went ahead and unlocked the house while he got his bags and shut the trunk.

He just shook his head and laughed. Once his bags were out of the trunk, he closed it and headed up to the house. He's got 2 big lugguage bags with him. He'd been unsure of what all to pack since he wasn't sure how long he was going to end up being here.

"Mind if I use your phone to call Abegail to let her know I made it safely? I'm sure she's going to worry until she hears from me," he asked as he got to the front door.

"What a silly question Marc." she said as she showed himthe guest room right off her living room. "Go ahead and use the one there on the nightstand if you like." she told him.

She excused herself to go kick off her shoes and check her mail. Leaving him a few minutes to look around, collect himself and call home.

"Thanks Jules," he said with a smile and set it bags on the bed. First things first. He's calling home.

He dials the number to Juan's house and listens to it ring a few times.

"Hey Juan. Abegail around?"

"Yeah sure. Hold on."

He waits for a moment before a woman's voice is heard on the other end.

"Marcus?"

"Hi honey. I wanted to let you know that I made it to Bayfield okay and am here at Jules' house now. If you need me for anything, you've got the number. How are the kids? I miss you already."

"The kids are good. They miss you. So do I. Everything will be fine though. Juan and his wife are wonderful people. You know that. We'll be alright."

"Alright honey. I don't want to run up Jules' phone bill so I'm going to hang up for now. I love you."

"I love you, too. Be safe. Tell Jules hello."

The entire conversation was spoken in Spanish. (I'm just too lazy to type it out that way.)

After hanging up the phone, he put his bags off to the side and headed out into the living room. "So," he says. "Abegail said to tell you hello. What's on the agenda now?"

"Food soune okay to you? I have a pot of gumbo going." Jules said as she tossed out her junkmail. "Was there anything you wanted to do? Or anything you need to do. What am I thinking here you are sort of trapped at my mercy, if you need to use my car lemme know." she tells her brother.

"You sure know the way to a mans heart," he joked with her as he sat down in the nearest place. "Gumbo sounds great. I've not eaten since I left home. Abegail wanted me to bring some of her menudo with me but I had to explain to her that it wasn't allowed. She worries about me not eating good while I'm up here." He laughed as he spoke.

"I guess at some point, Gattling should probably be made aware that I'm here," he suggested. "Use your car? I don't even know my way around the city yet. Aren't you worried I'd get myself lost?"

"I did at first, but seriously it has Gps and mapsmart, all kinds of gadgets, the damned seats have a message setting. But it didn't have a weird vibe so I leased it." she told him with humor in her voice.

"You want me to call Gattling? " she asked, she didn't mean right this minute she meant when he was ready.

"Wow," he says sounding impressed. Sure beat his pick-up truck back home. "How much you paying to lease something like that?" he asked curiously.

"Yeah," he answered with a slight nod of his head. "He might take the news better from you than if I were to just call him up out of the blue to announce that I'm here in town to see him. You think?"

"Well I'm not sure how it will go. His girlfriend seemed very protective of him." she answered honestly.

"Leasing it is a little less than buying it brandnew but all my maintenance is their financial burden and I get credit on my taxes as a travel expense. there are perks to being a performer." she said

"He's got a girlfriend?" he asks. "Protective of him, eh? You don't think she'll keep him from seeing me, do you?" Does he sound a little worried about that? If so, it's because he is.

"It sure felt that way to me, when I tried to. Maybe it's just me." Jules said. She went out to the kitchen and got out bowls for the gumbo. "Is iced tea okay? I have lemonade if you'd rather have that." she said getting out some glasses.

He couldn't help but frown slightly. That was followed by a soft sigh. "I sure hope I didn't come all this way only to be turned away and not allowed to see him," he says.

"Yeah. Iced tea is fine. No sugar though. Is there anything I can help with?"

" She'll just want to makesure it won't freak him out I think. I don't know if she believed me about who I was. She did finally have him call me. She's having a baby, so that's probably part of why." Jules told Marc.

Marc just blinked. A few times. He didn't know what to say for several long moments.

"A baby?" Wow. "Gattling is going to be a father?"

Jules knows it isn't Gatt's. No one told her that though so she keeps her mouth shut. "It would seem so. He seemed nervous and excited. Pretty normal I'd expect. He works in an art gallery. I have to warn you about something though......" she said.