Lover's Leap

Disclaimer – The characters from Charmed, belong to Constance M. Burge/Brad Kern, and the WB. However any characters you don't recognize belong to me. I am merely borrowing the characters and hoping they'll stay for a long, long, time….lol.


Part 2


'She's beautiful...' I looked down at my wife who was nestled in my arms. I've never really understood why she fell in love with me...I was a demon, still am in fact...but she never once gave up on me, not even after what happened. I smiled when she turned and burrowed closer to me. A lot had happened in the last seven years...but we came through for each other. She gave me the most beautiful daughter ever...but sometimes I wonder if Alexis had to inherit her mother's stubbornness. I remembered the first time I saw her. I had kind of lied to Alexis. I told her where Prue first saw me. I saw her long before that...truth be told, I think that that's when I fell in love with her...

*flashback*Baker High School**Prue's senior year*flashback*

I looked around in contempt at the buildings. The laughing teenagers were giving me a headache. 'Why the hell did the triad send me to a bloody high school...now I've got to stick around until Malloreon turns up. Wait, who the hell are they? And why are they coming towards me...I think I'll just shimmer out of here...come to think of it, I think I'll stay...one of them's a witch...or going to be one, since I can't sense her powers...but which one?' A good-looking blonde spoke first. I didn't hear her the first time as I was trying to figure out which one was the witch. These witches really pissed me off...I mean, all that power and they wasted it trying to be good. I laughed under my breath, then smiled when I realized which one was the witch. She had long black hair and dancing blue eyes. Well, I suppose they would have been dancing, had she been happy. I looked closely, well, I tried to at least. I finally tuned into what the blonde was saying, and then spoke.


"Simon. My name's Simon." Inwardly I groaned...I couldn't think of a better name than that? The witch looked at me, and for some reason my stupid heart started going faster. But that's because she's a powerful witch and I was looking forward to killing her. Right? Luckily, I was saved from that particular conversation I was having with myself by Malloreon. Of course he wasn't in his demonic form. He motioned for me to go to him, so I cut of the blonde in mid sentence, muttered a quick 'cya' and left.
"Belthazor."
"Malloreon." Wow...this guy could really hold a conversation. I smirked at him, and kept myself from laughing when he looked affronted. I decided to put him out of his misery and spoke.
"Why did the Triad send me here? And did you know that there is a really powerful witch here?"
"The Triad wanted you to see a future kill."


Ok, now I was confused…did he always talk like that?
"And that would be who?" After a couple of seconds, I finally got it.
"A future Charmed One." I kept my emotions tightly under wraps – it really wouldn't do if Malloreon discovered that I was keeping my jaw from dropping.
"Oh…I suppose that's who the witch was." My voice was light and calm, just the way I wanted it.
"Yes, I suppose it was. Heres the information on her." He handed me a thick file, and then spoke again. "The Triad want you to study the information. When they gain their powers, according to them, the only one you kill is her."
"Why? Why not just kill them all? Or now, for that matter?" I was really confused now.
"That's not for me to say." With that he blinked out.

*End flashback*

"Cole? Sweetie, are you okay?" I was snapped out of my revere when my wife began shaking me. She had the sweetest look of worry on her face.
"Huh?" Oh, real suave Turner. That's really smooth. I wouldn't be surprised if I had a little bit of drool under my mouth. Oh, god…I hope I didn't.
"You were staring out into space." She gave me another look. I didn't like this one much. It's her I-think-you-belong-in-a-mental-hospital look. I remember her using it on quite a few people. I scowled suddenly, and then grinned inwardly at her look of confusion. When she was about to speak, I shot out my hands and began tickling her.
"I was thinking." I managed to say, wincing when her fist connected with my stomach.


"Mommy? Daddy?" A bleary eyed Alexis appeared in my line of sight, and I let out a small laugh as I got out of the bed, pulling the sheet around me. My wife scowled and waved her hand. I found myself on the bed again with Prue pulling the sheet up over her.
"What's wrong sweetie?" Her voice was laced with laughter.
"Melinda and I talked. She said that we had to get to their house really soon." That's one thing that had surprised all of us. Apparently the bond between my wife, Piper, Phoebe & Paige was so strong that it passed into our daughters. The four girls were telepathic – which came in handy a lot of the time. I exchanged a look with Prue, and then spoke to Alexis.


"Alex, sweetie, go get changed. Tell Melinda we'll be there in a couple of min." My daughter nodded, and as soon as she left the room, we jumped out of bed. Ten minutes later we were at the manor. Piper and Leo were waiting for us, and just as we got there, Paige and Glen orbed in with Jesse, their daughter.
"What's wrong?" Prue asked worriedly. Piper's face was ashen, and I looked around. The three girls were playing in the sun room…wait, three? Where was Katrina? If Phoebe's daughter wasn't here…hold on, Phoebe and Josh weren't here either…damn.
"Prue, Paige…something's up." Piper's voice was tired and held a hint of hopelessness. I tightened my grip around Prue and waited for her to continue. When she did, I was glad I had tightened my grip. My wife looked ready to faint. I sort of tuned out and began to remember what happened the last time this had happened.

TBC…

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