A/N: Okay, I was asked what Piper and Phoebe's orbing colours were. In my world Piper's were red and Phoebe's were yellow.

Chapter Two

At the Police Station

Peyton was sitting at her desk finishing off some reports. It was the end of the day and all in all it had been a fairly quiet one except for the arrival of the new Captain. Peyton was looking forward to getting home to see Prue and Belle. Peyton was so deep in concentration that she didn't here the person approaching.

"Peyton Dean, I'm told," Darryl said.

Peyton looked up to see Captain Darryl Morris standing beside her desk looking down at her. She stood up and held out her hand, "Captain Morris. It's nice to finally meet you."

"Finally?" Darryl asked, suspiciously. He still couldn't place why she looked so familiar to him.

"Well, you know. You're the new captain. You've been the talk of the station since before you arrived. Are you enjoying your first day?" She asked politely.

Darryl looked down at her. He noted that she had tucked her necklace under her shirt. "I'm enjoying it fine thank you. I'm just going around meeting my team. I'm told you're the new detective."

"Yep. Just made detective three months ago," Peyton confirmed, smiling.

"I couldn't help noticing your necklace earlier. It's the triquetra, right?" Darryl asked, surprising himself as much as Peyton with his question. It had been in the back of his mind since he saw it, but he hadn't meant to bring it up.

Peyton pulled out her necklace and looked down at it. "You know what it is?" she asked slightly shocked. "You're about the first non-wiccan person who's seen it and recognised it. I'm assuming you're non-wiccan?"

"I've come across it before, a long time ago," Darryl said, thinking back to his encounters with the Charmed Ones. "And you're right I'm not Wiccan. I take it, though you are?"

"Yes, Wicca is my faith. Is that going to be a problem?" Peyton asked a little defensively, folding her arms. She was used to people having a problem with her being Wiccan. Although, none of them knew that she had powers, she and her cousins protected that secret fiercely.

Darryl looked down at Peyton. "No, of course not. I'm fairly open-minded, just so long as it doesn't interfere with your job, what you do in your off hours is completely up to you."

"Peyton, hey you ready to go?" asked Josh, Peyton's twin brother, as he walked over to her and Darryl. "Hey, man."

"Hi. And who are you?" Darryl asked.

"Oh, Captain, this is my twin brother Josh. Josh this is my new Captain, Darryl Morris," Peyton introduced.

"Nice to meet you," Josh replied, before turning back to his sister. "You didn't answer my question."

"And you were interrupting my conversation," Peyton shot back. Peyton and Josh were very close, they new each other so well, and were telepathically linked. That didn't stop them from giving each other a hard time, though.

"That's okay, we're about done," Darryl said, before the siblings could say anything more to each other. "Like I said, I just wanted to meet the members of my team."

"Well, I'll see you tomorrow," Peyton said, grabbing her coat. As she and Josh got to the door, she said to him "You know what, you can be so annoying sometimes."

"That's what brothers are for," Josh replied to her, smirking, to which Peyton rolled her eyes and punched him in the arm. "Ow." Josh said playfully.

They took the elevator to the underground parking, in mostly silence. As they were walking to their car, they heard something behind them. They turned around to see a man with dark hair and dark eyes looking menacingly at them.

"I've been waiting for you witches to show up," the Demon said.

'Demon' Josh said telepathically to Peyton as the Demon threw an energy ball at them.

Josh and Peyton dove in opposite directions to get out of the way.

'We out-number him. We need to stay separated so he has to keep his attention divided.' Josh telepathically told Peyton.

'Okay, you astral-project and distract him with two of you. I'll return fire,' Peyton replied.

'Just be careful, we don't know how strong he is' Josh said.

'I'll be fine.' She responded.

Meanwhile the demon was planning his own attack. He had just turned to Peyton when out of the corner of his eye, he saw the male witch appear. He turned around to see two Josh's standing about four feet apart.

"You're little parlour trick won't save you, witch" the Demon snarled.

"Well, how about this?" Peyton asked as she held up her hand.

Suddenly a fire started on the front of the demon's right shoulder. Peyton held up her other hand and a second fire started on the demon's chest.

The Demon screamed loudly, before as both fire's burned him before going out, telling Peyton and Josh that they were dealing with an upper level demon who was fairly powerful.

"I'll be back for you later," Demon said as he shimmered out.

At the Mansion

Josh and Peyton ran up to the attic as soon as the got home, to find Bianca, Chris and Prue sitting at the circle shaped table, flipping through the Book of Shadows.

"Quick, we need that book. We just got attacked by a demon at the station," Peyton said urgently. "Hi, Prue,"'

"Hi, good to see you," Prue replied.

"You too?" Bianca asked looking up in surprise, referring to the attack.

"What do you mean too?" Josh asked.

"We got attacked as well. What did the demon look like?" Chris asked. "Did you vanquish him?"

"Human, brown hair, brown eyes. He threw energy balls too. And no, we didn't vanquish him, he retreated as soon as we fought back," Peyton replied.

Bianca looked at Chris with a worried look. "So we're dealing with two different demons."

"Why do you say that?" Peyton asked.

"Well, the one who attacked was also human looking, but this one had blond hair, and he threw fireballs. He put up a bit of a fight before he retreated," Prue explained.

"Hey, here you are," Wyatt said walking into the attic. Everyone looked over too him. He had obviously just got home from work, he was still wearing his fancy suit and carrying his brief case. "What's going on?"

"We were attacked today, by demons," Chris replied. "Bianca, Prue, Belle and me here. And Josh and Peyton at the station."

Wyatt stared at Chris in surprise. Then he looked over to his baby sister and said "Hey, sis. Great to see you."

"Hi, Wyatt," Prue replied, going over and giving him a hug.

Wyatt looked around the room as what Chris told him sank in. "Where's Belle?"

"That's what we really wanted to tell you guys. During the fight she orbed. Whitelighter orbs," Bianca told them.

"She orbed. She used a power?" Josh asked in surprise.

"I don't think she meant to. Between that and the attack she freaked out. She ran out of the attic. We tried to talk to her. She just unpacked her stuff from the car, telling us to leave her alone. The she locked herself in her room," Chris explained.

"She won't even let me in," Prue said, sadly. "We figured we should probably give her some space, so we came up here, tidied things up and started going through the book."

"So no one's talked to her about it?" Wyatt said with concern, knowing Belle's feelings of witchcraft.

"We tried," Bianca said.

"Well, I guess, I better have a go. Maybe I'll have better luck," Wyatt said, walking out of the attic.

Belle's room.

Belle was sitting on her bed staring into space. She wasn't sure what had spooked her more. The fact that she had been face to face with a demon who tried to kill her or the fact that she had used a magical power. She didn't want anything to do with magic.

A knock on the door startled Belle out of her thoughts. "Go away, I don't want to see anyone," she shouted.

"Belle, its Wyatt. Can I come in?" the persistent voice came through the door.

"No!" Belle yelled.

Suddenly there were a swirl of white orbs next to Belle's bed as Wyatt appeared. Belle looked horrified. "What part of go away and leave me alone don't you get?"

"I thought it might help for you to talk about what happened," Wyatt replied gently, sitting down next to her.

"What's to talk about?" Belle asked trying to sound nonchalant.

"Oh I don't know, the fact that you faced a demon, and used a power for the first time. I know how you feel about witchcraft. It must be pretty hard to deal with for you," Wyatt responded.

Belle sighed, realising that Wyatt wasn't going to give up. "You're right it's all pretty freaky. But I'm not ready to deal with it."

"Would being a witch be so bad?" Wyatt asked.

Belle looked at him incredulously. "Are you kidding? You know everything that's happened how can you ask that?"

"I know that you've some pretty negative experiences. But you know that isn't all there is to magic," Wyatt explained.

"Look, I'm tired. I think I'm going to turn in," Belle said, deciding to simply avoid the subject.

"Okay, but think about what I said," Wyatt relented, gently. He then stood up, gave her a gentle smile before orbing out and leaving Belle alone.