Disclaimer: The only thing I own in this story is Trista, Carrie, and all the other people that I made up. Dan, Piper and Leo all belong to that stupid Brad Kern!!!

A/n: Okay, I hope this didn't take to long for all of you. Volleyball season is almost over, so hopefully I should have some more time in the next week. Thanx too:

Piperleo4eva: Yah, she really wasn't. I kinda gave you a clue when Trista opens the door, and almost says 'mommy', but Piper stops her. Actually, I gave a lot of clues, hinting around the subject of Trista. We'll just have to see about the Dan breaking up with Piper thing, cuz it wasn't what I had in mind...

Chrissister/Melinda: Lol. It's okay to babble every once in a while. This chap. will probably explain more.

OTHCharmedFreak: DAN IS HATED! Everyone knows it. And we'll just have to see how he reacts in this chap. haha

I-Cant-Think-Of-A-Name-Lol: Thanx.

Versatilecutie: Well, I would think she would tell him, considering he's right there and watching. But, she might not tell him everything...

Kk241289: Yep, so could I!
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"Mommy, why are you kissing that man?" Piper spun around as her little girl spoke. "Uh, Trista, I thought we talked about saying the 'm' word." Piper said softly, kneeling down to Trista's height. "Oops!" Trista covered her mouth. "Sorry, mommy! Oh, no! I did it again!"

"It's okay. Why don't you go watch the movie, and I'll be there in a sec to talk with you." Piper suggested. Trista nodded vigorously and skipped into the family room. Piper took a deep breath, then stood up and faced her husband-to-be.

"What the HELL was she talking about?" Dan roared, pushing himself into Piper's face. "Dan, please, don't yell in front of Trista." Piper said softly, taking a step back. "Couldn't we just go..." "No, Piper, I want to know what your daughter was talking about!"

Piper closed her eyes and cringed as Dan's words echoed through her head. She couldn't keep the lies inside anymore. Sooner or later, they would have to come out. 'I guess is has to be sooner.' Piper thought to herself.

"Okay. Before I started dating you, I had another boyfriend who I thought would be 'the one'. Then we went to the party, both got drunk, and slept together. I broke up with him as soon as I found out I was pregnant, and after Trista was born I put her up for adoption."

"Are you telling me that that girl in there is you and Leo's damn kid?" Dan screamed. Piper cringed again. She should have known Dan would be able to figure it out, considering she had told him almost everything about Leo.

"I-I never said that, Dan." Piper stuttered. "I had someone before Leo, and h-he was the one that got-t me T-Trista." Piper's body shook in fear as Dan loomed over her. He pondered this for a second, and as soon as Piper thought she had convinced him, something clicked in his head.

"Next week is the 4-year anniversary of us being together. And the day before that is the 4-year anniversary of when you and Leo split up." Dan summed up. "How old is Trista anyway?" "Um..." Piper knew she shouldn't lie to Dan, but the words wouldn't come out of her mouth.

"Piper Marie Halliwell! Tell me who the fuckin' father is, God damnit! " Dan screamed, his face flushing red with anger. Piper's nose picked up the scent of alcohol and beer for the first time coming from Dan. "You've been drinking, haven't you?" Piper asked, taking a step away from her fiancée

"Stop avoiding my question." Dan breathed, grabbing Piper's wrist before she could run away. "If you tell me who the father is, I'll spare you the pain and agony that that son of a bitch is going to endure once I get my hands on him."

"Dan, you can't hurt him. He is a perfectly respectable man, and my friend." 'Damn it, I shouldn't have said that.' Piper added to herself. "So it is Leo! Oh, I'm going to kill him!" A smile spread across Dan's face. "Right after I kill you, of course."

"WHAT!" Piper screeched. "B-bu-but D-Dan...w-we're s-supposed to get married! And have kids. Trista isn't mine anymore. S-she's Carrie's." Piper back-pedaled through the front hall, her eyes unwillingly locking with Dan's and seeing the anger in his eyes.

"Don't say that name, Piper, or she's going to have a worse fate than you will." "No!" Piper gasped. "She's just a little girl." "Yes, the little girl that you and your damn boyfriend created out of love. I thought we were love, Piper. We were the best thing in the entire world."

"Dan, the only reason you picked me over all of those damn girls at campus was because you liked my sex!" Piper screamed, realization dawning on her. He had constantly been pressuring her to sleep with him, even before Trista was born.

"That is besides the point. I love you deeply, Piper, and when you're going around and fucking other people, I have a reason to be angry. Now, get over here!" Piper spun on her heel and ran towards the kitchen, hoping Trista wouldn't catch on and follow them.

Piper groaned in frustration as she realized her stupidity. The kitchen was in the back of the apartment, and there were no other doors to get out other than the one Dan had just come through. "A dead-end." Dan stated. Piper screamed and spun around, pushing herself into the counter.

Dan grabbed a butcher knife on the counter and started towards Piper. "If you won't be happy with me, then I won't allow you to be happy with anybody. And I can assure you, you will see your beloved daughter up in heaven soon enough."

"Damn it, Dan, just stop! I know that I did something wrong, and you should understand that I didn't mean too. It wasn't all my fault! I was under the influence. Just like you are know. Please, just snap out of it and we can talk like normal, sober people."

There was a glimmer of understanding in Dan's eyes, and it looked like he was trying hard to fight through all the alcohol. But his anger won over, and he raised the knife about Piper's head and was ready to swing it down and cut.

Piper squeezed her eyes shut and prepared to see what heaven was going to be like. But nothing came. There was no splat, or laughter, or scream coming from her mouth. Just...grunting. Piper opened her eyes slowly to see what was happening.

Trista had jumped onto the arm that Dan was holding the knife with in an attempt to throw him off balance. But her 40 pound body was no match for Dan, and she was now trying her hardest to hang on and not fall to the ground.

Rage and anger spread through Piper's body as she watched Dan trying to force Trista off of him. 'How can he be so careless?' Piper fumed to herself. As her mind started coming up with a plan, Dan finally threw Trista to the floor.

"Trista!" Piper screamed as her little girl curled up on the floor. Dan looked up into Piper's eyes and laughed senselessly. "She won't last long anymore." Dan knelt down next to Trista's shiver body, grabbed the knife with both hands, and held it over her body. "Say goodbye."

Piper leaped across the kitchen, landed hard on her right elbow, then slid into Trista and pushed her out of the way just as Dan was bringing down the knife. The sharp blade caught Piper's thigh, and she screamed as it made a line down to her knee.

Trista and Piper continued sliding on the waxy floor as Dan stood up. Piper pulled her legs up to her chest and laid against Trista protectively as they came to a stop. Trista slowly opened her eyes and looked up at Piper.

"Mommy, what happened?" Trista asked softly, both of them ignoring the fact that Trista had said the wrong thing. "Don't worry about it right now, honey. Just get up and ran as fast as you can to your room. Don't ask questions, just do it." Piper whispered. Trista nodded and jumped up to her feet.

"Get back here you damn little girl!" Dan roared as Trista raced out of the room. Dan grabbed Piper's neck and pulled her to her feet, letting her dangle above the ground. "What did you do?" Dan asked menacingly. "I'm protecting my daughter." Piper spat back, kicking Dan in the shin.

Dan groaned, then with his free hand cut a slice down the length of Piper's upper arm. Piper screamed and closed her eyes in pain. Dan watched with glee as blood dripped onto the tile floor. Then he threw down the knife and carried Piper into the living room.

Piper was thrown onto the couch, and she sunk into it, blood dripping into the creases. Trista peaked her head out from around the corner of the living room. Piper caught a glimpse of her hair as Dan lay on top of her and started pulling her shirt off.

"Trista, honey, don't watch!" Piper yelled, closing her eyes as Dan unbuttoned his own shirt. "Go to your room and lock the door!" Piper could hear the little thumping of Trista's feet as she bounded down the hallway to her room.

"Now, let's see if you can still keep up like you could in college." Dan teased. He slid Piper's pants down her legs and tore the side of her underwear so he could pull it way easily. Piper tried rolling around to throw Dan to the ground, but he had all his weight on her, and she couldn't' push him off.

Dan quickly threw off his khaki's and underwear, then laid down and ran his hands up and down Piper's legs, just like he used to. Piper squeezed her eyes shut in disgust. She hated being forced to do things with the "man of her dreams".

Piper squirmed as Dan started unhooking the back of Piper's bra. Dan slapped Piper across the face. "Don't move, or I'll make it hard on you." Piper continued squirming, trying to break free. Dan sat up, one hook left to go, and punched Piper in the stomach.

Piper's head and legs flew off the couch at the same time, catching Dan off guard. But he was able to keep his balance. "Nice try, but you're going to need more energy to get me off of you." Dan punched Piper in the stomach again, and she fell into darkness.

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A/n: Okay, I'm really sorry for the long wait. I've been busy this week. But the good new is I have nothing to do now after school, so I should hopefully have more time to write! I hadn't intended on making Dan an abusive boyfriend, but now I think it fits. Plz r&r!