The Hunter and The Wiccan

Hell Hath No Fury

A/N: I am so sorry for the long wait! When I first started writing I promised I wouldn't take this long to update, obviously that didn't work out very well. I had a really bad case of writer's block, then my sister borrowed my computer, then I got sick for a week, then I got sick again for about two weeks, it just sucked! Again I am sorry for the long wait. Now I'll stop ranting and let you get on with the story. Enjoy.

Prue was dead. Dean was dead and in Hell. Sam was God knows where. And Piper was all alone. I mean, she had Phoebe but she didn't really understand. She didn't understand how much Piper relied on Prue, not to vanquish demons or complete the Power of Three, but to just be her sister, to just be there, to just be. Piper didn't know how to function without Prue, didn't understand how the world could keep going when Prue was dead, didn't understand how she was supposed to keep going when Prue was dead. Prue Halliwell, the wonder witch, the oldest sister, the leader, the most powerful of the three Halliwells, the completion to the Power of Three, she was so many things but to Piper, none of that mattered, she didn't care about any of that. To Piper, Prue was her big sister, the girl who was always there for her, who held her when she cried, who eat ice cream and watched romantic comedies with her when she got dumped, who beat up all the cheerleaders when they picked on her, the girl who always caught her when she fell, and now she was gone, dead.

Just like that.

And yet the world went on, people continued with their lives, and she was expected to move on, to let go. Like nothing happened. Like the most important person in the world wasn't dead. Like she wasn't two seconds away from breaking down and screaming at the skies until her throat went raw. Is that what normal people did? Move on, let go, act like nothing happened. Is that what normal people did? People who didn't have to rely on their siblings to keep them alive, people who didn't have demons after them, people whose names didn't end with Halliwell or Winchester, is that what they did? Piper had spent the last couple of years wishing to be normal but if that's what normal people did- move on, let go, act like nothing happened- then she didn't want to be normal… not anymore.

All she wanted now was her sister back but that wouldn't happen, she couldn't make that happen, no matter how loudly she screamed at the skies, no matter how many things she blew up, no matter how many demons she hunted, it wouldn't bring Prue back. Maybe that's what Phoebe and Cole were trying to tell her, it wouldn't bring Prue back. But that didn't matter, because when she hunted down demons, she actually felt something besides overwhelming, black hole sadness, sure it was anger and vengeance, but it was something, when she was hunting demons, she felt closer to Prue and Dean, she felt better, and maybe that was unhealthy but who cares. Nobody understood what she was going through. I mean, yeah, Phoebe lost her sister too, but Piper lost everything, she lost two of the most important people in her life, she lost her big sister and… whatever the hell Dean was to her, they were gone… dead… she didn't even get to say goodbye.

One second everything was fine, she was protecting an innocent with her sister, thinking about when she would get to see Dean again, then she got thrown through a wall and when she woke up, everything was different, worse, so much worse. So yeah, she recklessly hunts down demons, she's turning into a Fury and she doesn't care, she's not fighting it, because why should she? What does she have left? What does she have to fight for? What does she have to come back too?

Prue was dead. Dean was dead and in Hell. Sam was gone. And she was alone.

All alone.

Paige, Phoebe and Cole were sitting in the attic, waiting for Piper and the Furies to show up. Paige took a deep breath before willing herself to orb, peeking an eye open, she sighed in frustration as Cole paced across the attic- patience was not his strong suit- and Phoebe flipped through the book, hoping to find something to help Piper.

"So, how exactly do we un-demon Piper when she gets here?" Paige asked, curiously, sincerely hoping they had an actual plan.

"We get her to open up, to express the anger and pain that she's been holding in. To do that, I think you need to understand what happened that day, how much she lost." Phoebe told her, hesitantly, not 100% positive that she should tell her but she had to; Paige had to know the right things to say to get Piper to open up. Paige leaned forward, intrigued, and even Cole stopped pacing and walked a little closer to hear better.

"Prue and Piper were really close, they were always there for each other, don't get me wrong, we were all close and we all loved each other but Prue and Piper just had this special bond."

~Flashback~

"Do you want me to beat them up? Because I'll beat them up, one-by-one."

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"I promise you're gonna be fine."

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"Because if I go, that'll mean she's really gone and I can't handle that. She's been there my whole life. I've always had a big sister and I don't know how to live without one."

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"I am not angry, I am pissed! Don't you understand?! You healed the wrong sister!"

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"I promise you're gonna be fine."

"You healed the wrong sister!"

~End Flashback~

"It would have been hard enough on Piper with just Prue but when she found out that Dean was also dead… that's when she really lost it. I think, she was really counting on him being there, you know? Then the numbness faded and everything just hit her at once, she got reckless and vengeful. She was really close to them, we all were, but they seemed to have a soft spot for her."

~Flashback~

"What are you smiling at?"

"You."

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"I need to protect you!"

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"How is anything ever going to be okay again? Everybody is gone, Phoebe, everybody we've ever cared about is gone. Mom, Grams, Andy, Prue, Dean, they are all gone! And we're alone."

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"I am so pissed at you, Dean. Yeah, still. You went to visit Bobby, said you'd be back in a couple days, that everything was fine, then you-you told me you were going to die over the phone. So you kind of deserve me railing at you on voicemails that you're never going to get… So I guess I'll call and yell at you again tomorrow."

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"I need to protect you!"

"We're alone."

"You think I abandoned you. You think it's my fault that Prue is dead. You blame me. You should just admit it." Phoebe told Piper who backhanded her into a cabinet before whirling on Paige.

"You don't want kill me, Piper, you don't even know me." Paige said, nervously, backing away as Piper raised her arm to scratch her but before she could, she crumpled to the floor to show Sam standing behind her, still holding the butt of his gun up.

"Sam? What are you doing here?" Phoebe asked, letting Cole pull her up

"You called me, asking about Furies. Naturally, I was curious and to be honest a little worried, I know Piper hasn't been doing well and has been getting reckless, despite what she says, so I was worried that, well, this would happen." Sam said, nodding down at Piper, tucking his gun back into his jeans

"Oh, well, thanks. Is there anything you can do to help? I'm fresh out of ideas. I thought the anger she was suppressing was directed at me but apparently it's not. Do you have anything?" Phoebe asked, desperate to help her sister

"Yeah, I might have an idea." Sam said, bending down to pick Piper up, hefting her over his shoulder

Piper groaned, turning her head to the left as she finally came to, blinking her blurry eyes, rubbing her sore head she sat up, looking around, she bolted up when she recognized the mausoleum and ran to the doors only to find them locked.

"You have to stop running, Piper." She spun around at the sound of Sam's voice, finding him standing next to the one thing she had been trying to avoid. Prue's plaque. Piper glared at him, hissing before turning back to the doors, pounding on them.

"You have to stop avoiding it, Piper; you have to stop suppressing it. Tell her the truth, tell her you hate her, I know you do because I am in the exact same position as you are. It's alright to hate the people who die; it doesn't mean you love them any less. I love my brother but he died and I hate him for it too. I am alone and I hate him. It's okay to hate Prue. It's okay to hate Dean." Sam told her, swallowing hard, it was never easy talking about Dean but this was necessary, he had to get through to Piper.

"Shut up!" Piper shrieked at him, glaring before going back to pounding on the door, furiously

"No! You are going to listen and you are going to stop avoiding this! Dean asked me to take care of you before he died and that is what I am going to do, damn it! So listen to me, Dean is dead, Piper, and so is Prue, and they are never going coming back, okay? So, yell until your throat is raw, cry your eyes out, hit me, hate them but do NOT ignore them, do not forget them, don't not care. Don't. You have too care, Piper, you have to remember, you have to face it and… you have to turn back. You have to, because I need you too. I don't know if you've noticed, but I don't exactly have a lot of people left, just you and Bobby, I can't afford to lose anyone else, Piper, I can't. Just let it out, Piper, let it out." Piper slowly turned around to face him, shaking, her eyes filled with tears

"HOW DARE YOU!" She screamed, running toward him, making him tense only to relax when she started banging on the plaque "How dare you leave me?! How could you go and die and leave me here all alone?! Please come back. I need you, Prue, I need my big sister. Please." She begged, crying, turning back to normal in a puff of smoke. Sam slide down the wall to join her on the ground, pulling her into his arms as she cried, screaming her throat raw, hitting him lightly on the chest.

"It's okay, Piper, it's okay. That's it, keep going, let it out." Sam muttered, rubbing her back, gently

"It's not okay, it's not okay! She risked her life everyday and she never thought about what would happen to me and Phoebe if she was gone. How could she? How could she leave us?" Piper cried into his chest, shoulders shaking with the force of her sobs, "How could she think that I could live without her? How can the world keep going when they're gone?"

"I don't know. I'll tell you if I ever figure it out though."

A couple minutes passed before she spoke again, "How do we keep going? Prue and Dean were such big parts of our lives, how do we function without them?"

"I don't know that either but God I wish I did. If you figure it out, tell me, will you?"

"Promise." She said, sticking her pinky out, making his lips twitch, it wasn't much but it was a start.

Piper and Sam got out of the car and walked up the steps to the door, stopping, Piper leaned against the railing, looking back at her, Sam turned around and walked back, leaning against the railing next to her.

"What's up?" Sam inquired, bumping her shoulder with his as he tilted his head, looking at her curiously.

"I don't know how to face them after I tried to kill them. Is there like a card or something that says 'Sorry, I tried to kill you'?" Piper asked quietly, peering up at the Hunter that was towering over her.

"You would think that with how often it happens, there would be, but sadly no. Which sucks for you, considering this is like the, what, third time you've tried to kill all of us." Sam said with a sly smirk, making her bark out a surprised laugh, punching him his arm. Rubbing his shoulder, he wrapped an arm around her comfortingly, "Come on, let's go inside. It'll be okay."

"How do you know?" She questioned shyly, suddenly sounding a whole lot like she did when they first met.

"Because they're your family and they love you which means it's already forgotten." He told her, getting a smile for his efforts. Piper pushed off the railing, nodding resolutely, and they walked inside, heading into the living room to see Phoebe and Paige sitting on the couch, talking quietly about magic, Cole hovering over Phoebe's shoulder, reading the book, careful not to get too close, and a tall figure by the window turned to face them at the sound of their entrance, making Piper gasp and Sam gap.

"Dean?

I do not own Charmed, Supernatural or The Vampire Diaries. Again sorry for the long wait, hope you enjoyed. Please review. Hope I had everybody in character; it's been awhile since I wrote for this story which I am ashamed by.

Should I have Piper be pregnant now or keep with the Charmed timeline?

Xxx Dark Goddess2000 Xxx