AUTHOR'S NOTE: This fanfic is hugely inspired by Dark Shadows, a Gothic television soap opera that originally aired weekdays on the ABC television network, from June 27, 1966 to April 2, 1971 and was produced by Dan Curtis. Just so you know, I don't own ABC or Dark Shadows and I won't be receiving any payment whatsoever for this story.

This is the story of Barnabas and his beloved Josette with Quentin and Angelique thrown into the mix. I hope you do not mind some 'other' pairings in this and the next chapters. Be patient. All things will become as it should be in time...

~V~V~

Quentin had used his excellent tracking abilities so that they could locate Samantha and Morgan. "They are holed up in a cave near the cliffs," Quentin deduced.

"I fear the worst," said Barnabas. "I am afraid that he may have thrown her off of Widow's Hill in his desperation."

"No, Barnabas, if our daughter were dead, I would know it," Angelique said. "She and I have a strong bond; we always have. Samantha is alive and well... and I can sense that she isn't in any pain."

"Then he hasn't hurt her yet. We must find her at once," Barnabas spoke.

"Come with me. I can lead you to her location," Quentin urged Barnabas and Angelique.

"Thank you for helping me... for helping Samantha," Angelique said to Quentin. "After what I did and said... you didn't have to come."

"I came because I have feelings for you... and it's the right thing to do."

"Feelings for me?"

"Yes, I am in love with you, Angelique. I thought you would know that," he said quietly so Barnabas would not overhear them.

"You're in love with me? I do not believe it," she stated.

"That's because you've always been obsessed with him," Quentin spoke as he glanced over at Barnabas who wasn't listening to them because he was intent on finding Samantha. "We've been lovers for years... but you never cared how I felt, because all you could think about was Barnabas."

"He doesn't even love you. He loves Josette," Quentin reminded. "You're never going to get him back..."

"I think I know that now," she said softly. "I think he was never really mine after all. I just thought he was... but his heart has always belonged to her."

Quentin didn't say anything; he was in such a deep state of shock. Did Angelique finally see the light? Had she really given up on Barnabas?

"Quentin, we must not discuss this now. We have to concentrate on Samantha," Angelique said urgently. "We have to save her."

"We will," Quentin promised. "Your daughter will be alright."

~V~V~

It wasn't long at all until they had come upon the cave where Morgan was holed up with Samantha. "I don't hear anything in there," Angelique said quietly as they peered inside. "Do you suppose my dear, sweet Samantha is alright?"

"You tell us, Angelique," spoke Barnabas. "You are the one who has the psychic bond."

"Let's go in... and be prepared to strike," Quentin urged. "We must be ready to use our supernatural abilities if necessary. The spirit of Brutus Collins is lethal, and I don't want anyone getting hurt."

"Let's do this," Angelique said as she took Quentin's hand. They walked into the darkened cave together with Barnabas by their side.

"Samantha!" Angelique called out as her voice echoed back to her.

As they walked deeper into the cave, they found Samantha and Morgan huddled over a small fire, locked in a lover's embrace. The trio stared at them in a state of shock. "What in the world is going on here?" gasped Angelique.

Barnabas and Quentin had been prepared to seize Morgan and rip him to shreds. When Samantha saw their approach, she was frightened. "Don't hurt Morgan!" she begged. "The spirit of Brutus is gone. It took love to defeat the evil... and once Morgan discovered how much I love him, Brutus had no power over him."

Barnabas realized then that Morgan was now the young man he had come to know and love. He smiled as he watched Morgan caress Samantha's hair and pull her against him. "I love Samantha. I would never hurt her," he vowed.

Barnabas, Quentin, and Angelique looked on as Samantha and Morgan kissed. "Ahhhh, young love," spoke Quentin. "All's well that ends well, I do suppose. Angelique, should we return to the future?"

Angelique looked into the eyes of her werewolf lover. Now that she knew there was no hope for her and Barnabas, she knew there was no reason to remain in the past. She was ready to return to the future... with the man who loved her. "Yes, I think we should," she agreed. "What about you, Samantha?"

"I'm staying with Morgan," Samantha spoke as she looked over at the man she loved.

She then turned her gaze onto Barnabas. "And... I would like to get to know my father."

Barnabas reached out his hand to Samantha and she took it. She stood and gave him a tentative hug. "Welcome home, my darling ~ my dearest Samantha," Barnabas said to his little girl.