A/N: I have finally figured out how this fic is going to end. This might be the second to last or even last official chapter.

Chapter Ten

Pam ran over to her son and pulled him into her arms. "Shh, it's okay sweetie, he's gone now," her son seeming to have become a child again at the sight of the demon.

"Are you sure? I…I don't wanna ever see him again, though," he replied, frightened.

"Oh, I am definitely sure. He will never bother you again," Pam soothed.

"OK," his voice but a low whimper.

~ A few weeks later ~

Everything was better. There hadn't been a demonic attack in weeks. It's like the underworld gives breaks for mourning.

"Peter, time for breakfast," Pam called. "Your father wants to speak with you."

Peter hopped down the stairs, he'd been extremely happy ever since the perpetrator of one of the most traumatic acts he'd ever known was destroyed. "Jeez, Mom, the way you talk about Dad, it's like you hate him or something," Peter mused, as he finished his rabbit-like journey down the stairs.

"Oh, you always were the smart one, that's because I do, we've hated each other ever since we found out I was pregnant with you," Pam replied cheerfully.

Leo joined in, "Your mother is right. We hate each other, and it's all your fault."

"What, what is this, I don't understand."

"Understand it, kid, your parents hate each other, and it is no one's fault but yours," Leo retorted.

"No, no, it's not my fault, I didn't even know you hated each other," Peter reasoned.

Next Piper walked in, "Oh, Peter, silly Peter. You see, it is your fault. If you hadn't have been born, then your parents would've gotten along just fine. It is also your fault that your mother and I hate each other. After all, she did sleep with my husband."

And Prue couldn't resist joining the fray. "So as not to feel left out, I'll hate you too. You are more powerful than I am, no one was supposed to be more powerful than I. I was the oldest, and supposedly, the strongest, but that didn't last. Oh no. Out popped Peter, the bastard child of a witch and a whitelighter, more powerful than even I."

"NO, this isn't my fault. NOOOOOO…"

~ Another Place ~

"…OOOOOOO" Peter shot up, drenched in cold sweat. Realizing that his jump was severely restrained, he looked down and saw he was shackled to the wall, at both his hands and feet. Once his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he realized that he was in an underground cavern, and all the memories came flooding back to him. Then, a blue demon sauntered in, a grin on his face. "No, Axel, NO! I won't lot you do it this time, No," he whimpered, but to no avail…

End Chapter Ten