Rather than having my readers wait for unknown amounts of time for updates, I've decided to write this story in full before posting it on . I will add a chapter to the story every Thursday for you to read. Hopefully that will keep everyone happy.

Secondly, I want to apologize if anyone finds this story offensive. I did not mean to offend anyone of any religion I just thought this would make an interesting story. So, please don't take offense because I have nothing against any religions or those who practice them. I hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own any rights to Charmed nor am I connected with anything to do with Charmed. I wrote this purely for fun.

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Marvin Healey walked with determination from doorstep to doorstep on Prescott Street. He held a thick pile of fliers against his breast to keep them from escaping with the strong autumn wind that had picked up that morning. He climbed the front steps of Halliwell manor and clutched the fliers with his left hand so that he could slip a single flier out of the pile with his right. A few of his fliers flew out of his arms and across the Halliwell's front lawn. He quickly ran to catch what he could before the wind moved them further.

Inside the manor, Piper was fervently cleaning every surface she could reach with a vacuum or a cloth. She had just moved into the conservatory with the vacuum as Marvin raced by the window to grab one of his fliers. Piper pulled the vacuum closer to where she was standing, knocking over one of the small tables holding a glass vase full of flowers. Without thinking, Piper threw out her free hand causing the table and the vase to freeze in midair. Piper cursed under her breath and ran to grab the displaced items.

Marvin stood in shock as he watched Piper pluck a flower that was floating in the air and replace it in the vase on the table. He quickly stepped out of view to avoid being seen and raced back to his own home across the street. He couldn't believe he had lived across the street from a servant of Satan for over twenty years.

He pushed through his front door and slammed it behind himself. He placed his fliers, advertising a function coming up at his church, on the table next to the door and paced around his front room, trying to come up with a plan to save his neighbor from an afterlife of eternal misery and despair. Not knowing who to turn to, he turned his computer on and logged on to his favorite search engine.

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Piper crammed the vacuum cleaner back into the closet where the Halliwell sisters kept most of their cleaning products. She closed the closet door just as Leo orbed into the room in a cloud of bright, white lights.

"Those shoes had better be clean," Piper warned, causing Leo to stop in place and look down at his feet.

"Are we expecting company?" Leo asked as he slipped his shoes off of his feet and set them by the front door. Piper stared at him in disbelief.

"Tonight is Daryl's party!" Piper exclaimed. "You said you were going to be there."

Leo looked down at the floor before sheepishly looking Piper in the eye and shrugging his shoulders. Piper sighed and rolled her eyes.

"I'm really sorry, Piper," Leo said softly as he took her hands into his. "They have me working late tonight." Piper took a few deep breaths before nodding. There was no point in trying to argue. It was hard enough getting the Elders to allow her to be engaged to Leo and she didn't want to give them any reason to take him away. She knew right from the beginning of their relationship that she would have to make compromises.

"I thought you were having the party for Daryl at P3," said Leo. "Why are you cleaning the manor?"

"In case we end up coming back here," Piper replied matter-of-factly.

"Of course," said Leo with a smile. Piper smacked his arm playfully and made her way into the kitchen.

Prue and Phoebe walked into the manor through the kitchen door with three large, paper bags full of groceries. They set their bags on the kitchen cupboard and began listing off everything Piper had sent them to pick up for the party. Piper watched as they packed everything into the refrigerator and cupboards.

"Piper, I think you might be going a little overboard," Leo warned as he saw how much effort Piper was putting into her party planning. Piper completely ignored him and got to work making appetizers for Daryl's party.

Leo walked behind Piper and wrapped his arms around her waist. Piper smiled and continued chopping vegetables for the party. Leo squeezed her tighter and gently kissed her neck. Piper sighed and tilted her head to the side. She set the knife she was using on the counter and turned to look Leo in the eye. Her sisters smiled and quietly left the room to give them some privacy.

"Leo, I need to get the veggie tray done," said Piper. She placed her hands on the back of Leo's neck and tenderly kissed the side of his mouth. Leo turned into her kiss and ran his hand through her hair.

"The vegetables can wait," he said with a smile.

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Marvin peered through the Venetian blinds of his front room. He'd been keeping an eye on Halliwell manor for anything supernatural or demonic over the past few hours. Through the use of the internet, he'd stumbled upon a group in the area that had experience working with people that had been tempted by evil. They had agreed to meet with Marvin some time during the week to stage an intervention if Marvin was able to convince Piper to join them.

He watched as Piper walked out of the manor and headed for her Jeep, which she had parked on the side of the street. Marvin rushed for the door and grabbed his car keys. Before Piper had reached her Jeep, Marvin grabbed a box from the trunk of his car and dropped it onto the pavement. Its contents spilled all over the pavement and caught Piper's attention. Unable to resist helping others, Piper ran to help Marvin and immediately began placing things back in the box they'd fallen from. Marvin couldn't help smile slyly while she wasn't looking.

"Thank you so much for your help," said Marvin as Piper placed the last stray item back into the box. "There aren't many people willing to help an old man anymore." He smiled sweetly at her as he lifted the box into his arms.

"I was happy to help," said Piper with a smile.

"I wish there was someway I could thank you better," said Marvin. "You really must let me give you a little something. I've just baked a batch of cookies. Come in and I'll make you something to drink."

"That's really sweet," said Piper. "But I was just on my way to work. Thank you so much for the offer though." She smiled again and began walking back to her car.

Marvin turned and headed back toward his house. Once inside, he set the box down and clenched his teeth angrily. He was sure his plan would have worked.

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Piper walked behind the bar at P3 to grab drinks for her table. She opened a bottle of Perrier for herself and placed it on a tray before opening a beer for Daryl and mixing a few girly drinks for her sisters and Sheila, Daryl's wife.

Marvin was sitting at the bar with a five dollar bill in his hand and a hat worn low enough to conceal his face. He'd been listening in on the Halliwell's conversations for most of the night and had been waiting for them to order a round of drinks following their appetizers.

As soon as Piper turned to grab a bottle of rum, he reached over the bottle of Perrier, holding up his money for the bartender and inconspicuously spilled a small vile of clear liquid into the green, glass bottle.

Completely oblivious to what had just happened, or even to Marvin's presence in her club, Piper lifted the tray of drinks off of the bar and carried it over to her table. Prue and Phoebe were deep in conversation with Daryl, congratulating him on his recent promotion due to his many successes with his cases. Piper set the tray on the table and began passing the drinks around the table.

"It's time for a toast!" said Phoebe excitedly as Piper handed her the drink she had ordered. Everyone lifted their glasses and toasted to Daryl's success. Piper took a large swig of her drink and grimaced slightly at the taste. She wasn't sure if it was because of something she ate, but her drink tasted different than what she was expecting.

Marvin watched from the bar. Piper took the occasional sip of her drink, but she had obviously noticed something wrong. Finally she pushed it aside and looked up at the bar to see if anyone else was ordering Perrier. She had to squint to see anything at the bar as the liquid in her drink took effect.

Piper struggled to focus in on the conversation around her. She stared at Darryl and his wife, Sheila, trying to force her eyes to stay open. She was suddenly exhausted.

"I told you that you were working too hard today," Phoebe whispered as she nudged Piper with her elbow. Piper flinched and looked over a Phoebe.

"Huh?" she mumbled.

"You look exhausted," Phoebe replied. "How early did you get up this morning?"

"I'm fine," Piper yawned, trying to look like she was completely focused on the party.

She sat back against the back of the sofa and swallowed hard as a knot began to form in her stomach. A wave of dizziness caught her off guard and she grabbed onto Phoebe's arm to keep herself from falling over.

Phoebe looked over at Piper with a worried expression. Piper's face had become ashen and she was breathing heavily. Prue set her drink on the coffee table and leaned over Phoebe to look at Piper.

"Are you ok?" Phoebe asked as she brushed a few stray pieces of hair behind Piper's ear. She grabbed Piper's drink and held it out for Piper. Piper shook her head and pushed it away.

"I don't want anymore. It tastes kind of funny," Piper groaned. "I'm fine. It's just a cramp." Prue looked at Piper suspiciously. Piper had always been a terrible liar.

"Tastes funny?" Daryl asked. He took Piper's bottle of Perrier and smelled its contents. "Funny, how?"

"It's kind of salty," replied Piper. She let go of Phoebe's arms as the dizziness subsided. "We must have bought a bad batch. I'll go tell Rex not to serve anymore."

She grabbed her stomach suddenly and covered her mouth with her free hand. Phoebe gently ran her hand against Piper's back and watched her sister sympathetically.

"Are you going to be sick?" Phoebe asked softly. Piper nodded and quickly stood up. Phoebe followed Piper and took her to the staff washroom where they would get some privacy. Prue took Piper's drink from Daryl and looked at the bottom to see if anything was in her drink.

"Do you think someone slipped something in here?" Prue asked. She looked over at Daryl with concern.

"To me, it sounds like it could possibly be GHB, which is a common date rape drug that has a bit of a salty taste," replied Daryl, "Go check on Piper. I'll hang onto her drink and we'll take it to the hospital with us." Prue nodded and walked quickly to the staff bathroom to check on Piper.

Phoebe had Piper propped up against the wall next to the toilet and was gently pressing a wet paper towel against Piper's forehead and neck. Piper was shaking uncontrollably and breathing in shallow, ragged breaths. Tears streaked down her cheeks as she fought the urge to vomit again. Losing the battle, she quickly pulled herself forward and wretched into the porcelain bowl. Phoebe gently rubbed her back until she was finished before helping Piper back against the wall.

Piper breathed rapidly in sharp gasps and looked up at Prue. Her eyelids were beginning to droop as she began to lose consciousness. Prue knelt beside Phoebe and ran her thumb over Piper's cheek to wipe away the fresh tears that had spilled over the rim of Piper's eye.

"Piper, we need to get you to a hospital," Prue explained using her protective older sister tone. "Are you going to be able to walk?" Piper thought for a moment before nodding her head and attempting to stand up. She collapsed against Prue and dropped to her knees. Prue quickly knelt beside her and held her up. She instructed Phoebe to get Daryl as she helped Piper sit back against the wall.

Within seconds, Daryl burst into the staff bathroom with Sheila in tow. He gently lifted Piper into his arms and carried her out to her SUV in the staff parking lot. Prue grabbed her keys and started the ignition as Sheila got Piper strapped in and passed her a bowl to vomit in. Phoebe jumped into the seat next to Piper and Sheila and shut the door just as Prue threw the SUV into drive. Daryl was left to drive his own car to the hospital.

As they drove quickly through the streets of San Francisco to the nearest hospital, Piper collapsed against Phoebe. Phoebe maneuvered Piper so that her head was resting against her lap. She could feel Piper's body trembling and watched as Piper fought her hardest to stay awake.

Back at the club, Marvin sighed in defeat, not considering the fact the Piper's sisters would go to the washroom with her. He had planned to have her go to the staff washroom alone and pass out, giving him the opportunity to grab her and leave out the back door. Unfortunately, his plans had been foiled and he had wasted his night in an overly crowded nightclub for nothing.

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I hope you enjoyed chapter one!!! Check back next Thursday for the next chapter.