A/N:Oh my god, guys! You have no idea how I'm enjoying writing this fic. It's absolutely amazing!
In this chapter wasn't suppose to be any Piper/Leo fluff, but as I realized it actualy fitted quite well and people asked me for some PLness, I wrote it in. I hope you like it :D

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The cave smelled of blood and though she was accustomed to the scent and was rather fond of it, now it nauseated her. She took a deep breath through her mouth and gazed at the dark figure in front of her, struggling to see its' features beyond the massive black hood. Her jet black eyes remained expressionless and her body was still, her breaths were unnoticeable to an outsider. The Source sat before her on his blood-red throne, holding a golden goblet in one hand filled with thick luscious wine. Though his eyes were unseen under the hood, she knew his gaze was fixated upon the goblet, while his thoughts were fixated upon her.

He had summoned her not long after she left the whitelighter in the alley. But she wasn't Bellatrix for nothing, she knew what was the reason for this abrupt summon - she hadn't kill a single witch in three months. What she didn't know and wished to, was what will the Source do to her now. A nervous thought flickered through her mind concerning her and a certain death, but she brushed it off quickly. Three hundred years of loyal service won't bring upon her demise - she knew this for sure.

"Don't be so sure…" Source's sudden voice yanked her out of her thoughts and forced her to focus on him again.

"About what?" Piper asked solely as a formality. She knew quite well he was boring into her mind while she allowed herself to delve in her thoughts.

"Your death," replied the Source, shifting his head slightly to gaze at her.

Piper always found it somewhat unnerving to be watched over by this abyss-like hood.

"You aren't yourself for the past months… not as useful, not as resourceful, not as satisfying…" continued the Source. "I realize you haven't killed either… what is happening to you, Bellatrix?" his voice was so cold and unconcerned that Piper stifled a shudder.

"Nothing's happening, Sire. I was just distracted recently…" she replied coolly, her mind involuntarily drifting to an image of a certain whitelighter.

"Ah…" sighed the Source. "Distracted indeed. How is Leo?"

Piper's body tightened and she clenched her jaw to calm herself down. "How should I know?" she responded venomously, knowing her acting lacked convince.

"Bellatrix, don't play games… you should know better than that," said the Source, beckoning all of the present guards to leave the lair. They quickly obeyed, leaving him and Piper alone in the cavern chamber. As soon as they were alone, he reached up and drew the heavy black hood aback, revealing a pair of mesmerizing brown eyes, soft lips and an all-together attractive female face. She tilted her head to one side and stood up, walking closer to the now bowing Bellatrix. "Return into your human form."

Piper straightened up, quickly morphing back into her petite female self. She glanced at the Source for a long while, studying her beautiful features, thinking to herself they could've easily been mistaken as sisters.

The Source scowled upon sensing the last thought and sent a fireball at the demon. Piper cringed momentarily, casting all thoughts out of her mind. "I apologize…"

The Source sneered disgustedly at the demon, stepping aback. "I sincerely don't care. What I do care about is your position in the Underworld… or more likely your living status!" she hissed at Piper, sending a painful electricity bolt at her back. "If you won't pull yourself back together I won't have other choice than to send you to rot in the Wasteland. And believe me when I say you will suffer!"

Piper remained silent, her gaze embedded forward aimlessly as the figure beside her spat threats. She rhythmically clenched and unclenched her jaws, knowing that the Source wasn't finished yet.

"I want you back to your old self again! I want to see that lust for blood in your eyes again!" she paused, scanning Piper face. It could've been so easy to just kill her… But she quickly shook those thoughts away. No, the prophecy must be fulfilled.

"I understand you kept your… contact, with the Charmed Ones' whitelighter, did you not?" the Source spoke again after an unsettling silence.

Piper did not replied, knowing it was pointless.

"Yes…" hissed the Source, staring into Piper's eyes and trying to sense a feeling, perhaps, that indicated something wrong. But Piper's exterior remained cool and unnerved as her interior. "That was a good idea… you could've played him to your advantage and perhaps even trick him into betraying the power of three… but you didn't!" she spat, anger that was carefully controlled, burst out in those last three words. "Than, tell me… Bellatrix… what exactly was your purpose in seeing him?"

Piper glanced at the Source, her features betraying confusion. Purpose? I…

"I think I love you!" proclaimed the overzealous Leo, flailing his arms about him as he spoke, like whenever he was nervous. "I think I fallen in love with you the first time I saw you standing on the threshold of the Manor. I couldn't think straight ever since the first time we kissed and every time I see you I cannot help but smile, no matter how serious or difficult things are. I have to hold my breath every time you look into my eyes, because I'm sure I'll burst if I won't. I realize how utterly helpless I am if you're not beside me. You smile and the world loses of its' cruelty. You laugh and I understand the true meaning of the word 'priceless'. You--"

"Leo, take a breath, please!" she laughed, squeezing his hand to reassure him. She watched him calm down, smiling at the streaming words of affection. He began to speak again, but she shushed him with a tender kiss, sending him into fields of utter ecstasy. How warm he was beside her, how tender. She felt herself being washed over with so many opposite and battling emotions, she couldn't decide of which to follow. Hot and cold pricks of needles showered her whole body, urging her to get closer and deeper into his soul. Never in her three hundred years did she felt so much alive. I can't believe I ever thought about ripping these lips off and throwing them into a bonfire… she thought to herself, her mind cascading like waterfalls of infinite pleasure.

He pulled away slowly, his tongue licking his lips as he tried to savor the overwhelming taste. His eyes bore into her, searching her soul for every little secret. How beautiful and sweet and intoxicating she was…

The next morning Piper woke up in the bed of her small apartment, entangled in the sheets and between a pair of strong protective arms. She stirred a bit, her mind racing through the events of the previous night as she mentally cursed herself.

"Good morning…" a raspy voice shook her out of her thoughts and she turned around to gaze into Leo's smiling face.

"Morning… how long was I out?"

"About the whole night…" he replied, planting a kiss on her shoulder.

"Leo…?"

"Hmm?" he hummed in between soft little kisses.

"Did you watch me sleeping?"

He paused, glancing up at her and smiling. "Yes…" he drawled guiltily. "And there couldn't have been better use for my time…" he added, returning to her shoulder.

Piper stiffened for a moment, then curled out of his embrace to the other side of the bed. Oh my god… what the hell happened?

Leo gazed at her, concerned. "What?"

Piper stood up swiftly, bracing a sheet around herself. This is not happening… this cannot…

"Piper, tell me…" he spoke again, his voice luring her back into the bed, back into his arms.

"Th-this… this was a mistake," she murmured to herself, pacing back and forth in front of the window.

"Piper… don't!" he sat up, pulling his jeans on and walked over to her. He tried to hold her, but she squirmed away from him to the other side of the room. "Damn it, Piper!" he exclaimed frustrated, raking his fingers through his hair. "Every time I think we're getting closer, you pull away again! Why are you doing this? What are you afraid of?"

Piper shook her head vigorously, her eyes locked on the floor. "You have no idea what you're talking about…" she stepped further away, clutching the sheet around her naked body. "I think it'll be better if you leave…"

Leo glared at her in shock, trying to mouth some objection, but remaining utterly speechless. Finally, giving up on the attempt to catch her eyes, he grabbed his shirt and headed for the door. But just as Piper was heaving her sigh of relief, he grabbed her wrist, pulling her closer to him until the tips on their noses touched. "You may keep your secrets for now…" he heard her heart thud fiercely against his chest, as he lowered his face and inhaled the scent of her shivering skin. "But soon… you will tell me everything…" he leaned in, whispering the words in his caressing voice against her lips. He watched her gulp hardly and brushed her lips with his own, orbing out of the apartment, leaving her absolutely disheveled.

She found herself standing on her tiptoes in her bedroom, her slender fingers brushing her tingling lips. Realizing what he had done, she growled in anger, releasing an energy ball to the spot where he stood a moment ago, watching it dissipate with fierce wisps of smoke on the polished wood. This isn't as half as pleasing as wringing his DAMN NECK would be!

She stomped over to the window, jerking the curtains apart and watching the sky. How she missed her lair in the Underworld… She glanced at the bed and the tossed sheets and a blanket, and scowled to herself. Damn whitelighter…

"Bellatrix!" the Source's voice boomed through the cave, this time yanking Piper out of her memories. Grimly she realized her lips were veiled with subtle, almost unnoticeable, tingling sensation.

"I want you to kill someone," continued the Source, unaware of Piper's current state. She walked back to the throne and seated down, boring her eyes into Piper's. "I want you to be as cruel as you were before. Bring me the victim's eyes and heart; I would like a stew. You must be swift, ruthless, skillful and most of all do not hesitate… or else…" she allowed the sentence trail off, letting the words to sink into Piper's mind.

Piper stirred back to her present, gazing at the Source. "Any preferences as to the victim?" Piper asked, knowing she probably does. This is good… I'll kill whomever it is that she wants me to kill and then she'll back off from me for a while…

"Yes… as a matter of fact I do," replied the Source, her eyes glimmering with something unrecognizable. She motioned her palm towards Piper and a darklighter's crossbow appeared in her hand. "The Charmed Ones' whitelighter"

Piper could not contain her shock as her eyes widened slightly in horror and her heart started pounding painfully inside her ribcage. The crossbow in her hand became menacing and painful in her grip and she felt the now familiar tingling sensation on her lips return full force. In that moment she hated the Source for her games even more than she hated herself for the weakness.

The Source grinned maliciously, gazing into Piper's eyes. "You hesitated," she said quietly, her smile widening as with a flick of her fingers, the earth beneath Piper's feet opened up, revealing a seemingly bottomless abyss. And before she could react, Piper was falling down that abyss, stripped of her powers and heading to the accursed Wasteland.

A/N: Just in case you're having a heart-attack - NO, Piper isn't vanquished. She's just sent to the Wasteland, poor child.
To those who didn't got it, Phoebe is the Source. I hope this won't offend people... if people get offended by stuff like this. I just didn't want to leave her out of the story and the Source Of All Evil seemed the right character ::shrug:: Don't hate me!
So what do you think? The flashback part wasn't too much? Please review, so I can know whether people actually like it.

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