The Grey Area

Feb 20/03

Disclaimer: Disclaimer: The Charmed characters do not belong to me. They are the creation of Constance Burge and Aaron spelling. I just borrow them for your enjoyment.

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How long had it even been? He was gone from her life and this time she knew it was forever. She felt as if someone had taken a dagger to her heart and twisted it. How much was she expected to take before she broke?

Lying on her bed, her mind drifted as she fell to sleep remembering the happier times they had together. The love they shared, only to have to taken from them, from her.

She felt the warmth of the sun coming through her window. When had she fallen to sleep? The last she recalled was thoughts of him, the one that had stolen her heart. And even now she can't remember when it had happened. But she knew one day she woke up and she thought of him. She went to bed and she thought of him. Everywhere she went, all she ever thought about was him. And she knew that he was the one for her.

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Piper stood at the stove as she had most mornings in her adult life. She was thinking of the demon from the night before. How had this all started? It seemed to her, one day the three of them were living normal sister lives, and the next they were thrown into a world of magic and evil. They had nothing or no one to guide or help them other then an old book, where the pages miraculously turned on their own when they needed it.

Prue walked into the kitchen seeing her middle sister standing at the stove, "Morning Piper." She acknowledged as she grabbed her coffee cup and started straight for the fresh coffee.

"Morning Prue. Sleep well."

"Yes and no. I was till trying to work out what happened last night."

"Well maybe Phoebe and I can look in the BOS while you are at work." Piper suggested as she served up a helping of French Toast to her sister.

"Might be a good idea. I just don't get what happen that's all." She continued as she starred into her food.

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She paced back and forth. She could feel the tides shifting even now. She could feel the power that would soon be hers to control.

"My lady. It has begun."

"Yes. The time when those that are not certain can truly see what is happening. That what they thought was right is wrong and what they thought was wrong is right."

This time only happened once every two hundered years. The space between good and evil was thin. They all lived in it. The space between the two. Setting things by their own rules. Making them up as they went along. But at this time they would seek out those that were caught unconditionally on one side. But it was for them, her to let them truly see what was real.

"Find the good ones, the fighters of all evil. Out there is one or two that see that what they are doing is not real. They are being used for their powers. They must see past the opinions of the leaders and the rest of them." she spoke as she cast a glance out the window to the world.

"And how many evil ones this time my lady?"

"Harder to see the dark ones. But I see several. Several that are fighting their own battle inside. Tired of been lead to their destruction. Some see the end of their kind but they fight an inner battle of wills. Soon everyone will see the true colours."

He watched and heeded her words. He was found by her, what seemed like a lifetime ago. Maybe it was. But he still clung to her words, her gift. He was an agent of darkness once. Now he did as he pleased with his powers. Sometimes he would help an innocent. Sometimes he would help a demon. It didn't matter. He did it because he wanted to. Now all he did was help others. Some were easy to persuade, others not so easy. They even lost some along the way. Ones that could not see that in their world they had no rules. They would be distracted that split second in the heat of a battle and they would be vanquished or killed.

"I sense a great power in our future Ronim. We will have a great gift on our side."

"Great powers of good or evil?" He didn't really care, for once they were there and saw what they all had, the person was no longer good or evil. They just were.

"It is very powerful. Almost too powerful. But it is a great power of good. I have never felt anything this strong before." She looked at him with a new glee in her eyes. "With her powers we might be able to unlock the magic. To set us free forever. She will be the key to setting the world to its own mind, to let everyone see everything. To decide for themselves what to protect or not. What to kill or not." She smiled knowing that soon that power would be hers.

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"Oh Coffee." Phoebe nearly sleep walked to the coffee machine as she picked up her mug. Going though the motions of adding sugar and milk as she brought the hot liquid to her lips. Savouring the first sip of the day. "Oh much better." She spoke out loud as she sat down next to Prue.

Prue watched as Phoebe made her motions through the kitchen as she had every morning. "Didn't sleep well Phoebs?" Being the oldest Prue had a keen sense of both her sisters emotions. And right then her youngest sister was screaming; lack of sleep.

"Yes and no. I woke up a few times but when I slept all I got was a nightmare."

Prue cast a glance towards Piper. Usually when their baby sister got a nightmare it was now more then that; she had the gift of foresight. With her powers her nightmares or any dream, usually meant that she was seeing the future.

"I don't know what it was Prue so don't look at me like that." Phoebe said as she rested her head on her arms that were on the kitchen table, "All I could see was an innocent that was left to die. And I just felt like someone who was meant to save her just stood there and then walked as away as she died." she explaiened without lifting her her head up from her arms.

Piper looked on as Phoebe explained her nightmare to her oldest sister. "Sounds like something we should look into Phoebe. Any ideas at all?" Piper asked as she sat besides her sister placing her arm around her baby sisters' shoulder.

"None. It was so weird though." She cast her eyes into her coffee cup.

Piper and Prue both shared a look. Their baby sister was leaving something out.

"Phoebe. What aren't you telling us?" Prue cast a curious look at her sister. But Phoebe knew it well. Tell now or else.

Phoebe looked from one sister to the next. She wasn't even really certain as to what she felt. Because that was what it was; a feeling. But she had to tell them or it would eat away at her.

"I'm not really sure. It's just that I had this feeling. A strong feeling that I was very close to this person."

"Close as in how close?" Piper asked fearing she would not like the answer.

Phoebe locked eyes with Piper, "Like it was me."