A/N: Ah! Lots to say in this author's note, so be patient. First, a thank you to the readers.

Matt91: What makes you think Scott's a demon? – Looks around innocently, but not too innocently, just enough to make people ponder whether Scott is or isn't really a demon. –

CharmedChick4Eva: I'm sorry for the shortness! After I finish the thank you's, I'll explain it.

Charmedluver: Again, sorry for the shortness and I'll explain it in a sec.

Wyatt333: I do want to, but I'm still getting used to this computer and for now, I'm sticking with just the one fic until I get used to this and everything.

CursedBlondie, Wow. A lot to explain, and a few people were confused so . . .

IMPORTANT! EVERYONE PLEASE READ: A lot of you are asking me the same questions, so let me use CursedBlondie's review to explain everything at once for everyone who's confused:

Chapters 1-21 are PART ONE of "A Vision of Utopia. The kids are all little and Piper and Phoebe are alive. PART TWO of the fic is Ch 22-??? And picks up 14 years after the end of Ch 21. Make sense? So (here's the one a lot of people keep asking about) in chapter 1-21, Melinda was 4 years old. In chapter 22-??? She is 18 years old. Still doesn't make sense? Go read the Authors Note of chapter 21. if you're still confused, e-mail me.

After Piper and Paige vanquished Kirkus in Part One, the demons are supposed to be gone. Then Melinda is attacked in Ch 24/45. That's the mystery part, which you'll find out more about as the chapters go along.

Chapter 22-?? Is supposed to be the first Spin-Off of "A Vision of Utopia. In 22, I explain what has happened in the past 14 years, and that Melinda was given the power of orbing by the Elders so she could Up There.

Anymore questions? Feel free to ask. A lot of people felt it was confusing, putting the two parts (And 3, when I get to it) confusing, but it would be less confusing if everyone read the Authors notes carefully, and I'll try to make the important stuff more obvious by putting it in bold italics or something.

Okay, few things: 1) For some reason, fanfic didn't send me all your reviews and I had to get them off the website. So if I missed anyone, I apologize! 2) The shortness is because of this: On my PC, I wrote 2 and a partial 3 pages. On my laptop, however, Microsoft word is . . . small! And what is supposed to be size 12 Font looks equivalent to size 6 or 8 on a PC. Also, because of that, three pages on here is like one and half pages on a PC. So that's why it was so short. From now on, I'll just have to write, like, five pages on here. But you guys need to let me know how long it is, because I can't tell. Everything is tiny on here.

So I apologize again for both things and hopefully, I'll get used to this soon and everything will be back to normal.

Mkay, onto chapter 26! Please enjoy and please review!

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Melinda awoke to find that she was in her bed, undressed under the covers. Outside, the sky had grown darker and was now blue mixed with red and oranges as the sun set. Beside her, she expected to find Scott. Only he wasn't there. The sheets were wrinkled and the pillow was sitting at an angle, revealing that he had been there. But wasn't now.

Melinda spotted a note on the pillow. It was folded over with Melly written on it in Scott's tiny, messy scrawl. She opened it and read:

Dearest Melly,

I don't know what happened last night and, to be honest, I don't think I want to know. You were covered in all these horrible wounds and you looked like – well, I thought I was going to loose you. And then you wouldn't let me call an ambulance or take you to the hospital. And then somehow, you were fine. Not even a scratch. I don't understand it. I wish you'd talk to me, tell me what's wrong. Tell me what's up with you. I just don't understand why you can't tell me. I love you, and I will no matter what.

I had to go to work. If I come in late again, my boss will fire my ass. But we'll talk later over dinner at my place. Be there at eight, and don't be late. Be prepared to talk and this time, Melly, I want the truth.

Love,

Scott

Gripping the letter, Melinda let out a long deep sigh of relief. She had been so worried Scott was going to break up with her. That would completely destroy her - break her heart.

But now? Now she had to tell him the truth or, she feared, he really would break up with her. Would he, though? Would he really break up with her over something like this?

Yes, said a voice in her head. And it was right. So many weird things happened to her that she couldn't explain to Scott, She'd have to tell him, or she'd loose him forever.

She sighed, tears welling in her eyes as she climbed from bed and went into the bathroom, where she took a nice, long shower, the water steaming, to wake herself up. She climbed out, blow dried her hair, and got dressed. Then she went down to the kitchen where she found Chris and Wyatt eating dinner.

Had she really been out that long? What time was it? And what time had it been when she had awoken earlier that day? She couldn't even remember.

"Hey, sleepy head. Have a good day?" Chris asked, grinning slightly.

Wyatt elbowed him, then bit into his sandwich.

Melinda glared at him, blushing despite herself. Sometimes living with two male cousins was worse than living with two brothers. "I'm going to Scott's at eight for dinner. What time is it now?"

"Seven-Forty," Wyatt replied. "We got back from the club around five and we saw Scott's car on the road, so we stayed down her. He left about an hour ago. "

Melinda nodded slightly. At least she had Wyatt, who was a little kinder to her when it came to her relationships. At least he didn't tease her like Chris did. "Well, I guess I have to go now, then. It's a fifteen minute drive to his house, longer during rush hour and everyone will be heading home right about now."

She ran back upstairs, grabbed her stuff, and came back down. With a quick good-bye to her cousins, she left and went to Scott's house.

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How long had she been standing there? It was about 9:00 now. Why was she still standing there? She'd arrived a little after eight to find the apartment locked and Scott not there. She had forgotten the key he'd had copied for her and she had been forced to wait outside for him. But now? Now, an hour plus had passed and he still hadn't shown up and she was hungry and tired.

She was sitting against the wall by his door, and had stood up and was about to leave, feeling worried and scared and disappointed, when Scott finally showed. He looked slightly surprised to see her.

Surprised? Melinda thought huffily. He'd been the one insisting that she not be late and that she be prepared to talk, and here he was showing up almost two hours late!

"Melly," Scott said as he approached. "What're you doing here?"

"Dinner, remember? Eight o clock sharp. You said not to be late, but obviously . . ." She let her words trail off, not trying to hide her disappointment and anger.

"Sorry, I-" Scott paused, fidgeting.

Melinda tensed. Scott only fidgeted when he was nervous, when he had something he wanted to say. When something bad was coming. She grew worried, waiting for him to speak.

"Melly, I-" He paused again, trying to search for the right words. He didn't want to hurt her. "Melinda, I think we should break up."

Oh, yeah, real smooth.

Melinda felt her heart shatter into a million pieces. Her chest hurt and it became hard to breathe.

"What? Scott, what are you talking about?" Melinda gasped, trying hard not to cry. She had heard him, and heard him well. But his words just refused to register.

"I think we should break up. I can't be in a relationship where- where you don't trust me."

"I trust you, Scott!"

Scott shook his head sadly. "No you don't. If you did, you'd tell me what was going on. You'd explain all the weird things that happen to you. But you don't. I can't be in a relationship that's built out of lies. I'm sorry."

"No – Scott – please don't do this to me! Please, I love you. Please don't do this," Melinda begged. Yes, begged. Normally, Melinda wasn't the beginning type. But she loved Scott with all her heart and the thought of loosing him was unbearable. Unthinkable.

"To you?" Scott seemed angry now. "You've been lying to me for so long now, I never know when you're telling the truth. I'm sorry, but it's over."

He unlocked his apartment and went inside, slamming the door on Melinda's face without even looking back – cold and heartless.

Melinda shuddered uncontrollably. Had that been real? Had Scott – her love, her soulmate – really just broken up with her?

Yes, yes it had been real. She'd lost him. There was no denying it. She'd lost him.

Numb, Melinda turned and walked to the elevator and pushed the button. The doors opened slowly and she stepped in, staring at Scott's apartment door and praying it suddenly opened and he ran to her, telling her what a huge mistake he had made and how much he loved her and wanted to take back what he'd said, wanted her to forget it had ever happened.

But he didn't.

The door remained closed as Melinda stared at it, tears filling her eyes and blurring her vision, streaming down her face and taking her completely not waterproof mascara with it.

Then the elevator doors closed, shutting Scott out of her life forever.