A/N: Wyatt333: Nope Glenn's not going to become a Tracer. As far as Dantalian stealing the essence, you'll have to wait and see what she does but I promise not to make confusing. About naming the baby, I really can't say right now, other than the dispute is not over. Zythe: Demonic divorce, I never thought of that way. LOL! Roger is slime, I will confirm that. CCMcKenna: I need more of your story!! PrueTrudeau: That was a shocking response! Princess Pinky: I think you'll like what I have in store for Paige and her goodbye to Glenn…but that's not till later in the story. Glad you liked the unbinding! JadeEyedHalliwell, piperleo4eva, PrUe AnD AnDy, CuteLittleBrit, Gomay: Thanks for reviewing!
Eternally Charmed: When Good Witches Go BadOn the other side of town, Andy lay sound asleep in his old queen size bed at the apartment he'd lived in when he'd been a police inspector. A female figure with long golden blonde hair lay beside him, wearing one of his old dress shirts.
Sun filtered through a pair of beige mini-blinds teasing Andy's eyes lids. The sound of the alarm, made both he and the female companion beside him jump.
"Wake up handsome. We're due at the stationhouse in 90 minutes" the women rolled over kissing at lips playfully.
Still half asleep, Andy's mind began to whirl. The women's kiss was intoxicating, much like the kiss of a siren. Despite his will he couldn't fight it. "Prue?" A fleeting memory entered his mind of he and Prue on their wedding day and then suddenly disappeared replacing itself with a picture of the women lying beside him.
"What did you just call me?" The women looked at him curiously as she propped up on one elbow.
"I don't know" Andy's brow furrowed his mind was still concentrating on the women's kiss. He knew the kiss wasn't right. It wasn't Prue's but thanks to the magical fog clouding his mind he didn't have the initiative to fight it.
A cell phone beside the bed rang and the women jumped to answer it. "It's mine," she told Andy picking it up. "Inspector Lauren Sheridan"
"Inspector Sheridan" That name buzzed in Andy's mind. He knew it from someplace but at the moment he couldn't think of where.
"No, Mom that's okay, Andy and I were just getting ready for work." Sheridan leaned over and gave Andy another quick peck on the cheek, "Dinner at Quake so that we can discuss the final plans for the rehearsal dinner? Sure thing we'll be there. I love you too, Mom"
"But not as much as I love you" Lauren growled as she hung up the phone and stretched out over Andy's long body. Just think, in a couple of days, "you and I are going to be Mr. and Mrs. Andrew Trudeau"
Andy gave Lauren a slight smile and automatically started stroking her hair. There was just something about her that was too alluring for him to resist.
Lauren kissed him deeply for several seconds before pulling, "Did you call Father Austin to confirm that he'll be there on Saturday?"
"Father Austin?" Andy pulled away slightly causing Lauren to purr playfully. Dantalian's spell had included an element, which would make him very vulnerable to that name. When he'd been younger he and Prue had talked about wedding in which Father Austin would be the one to bind them in a holy union. All this was before Prue had learned about her heritage as witch.
"Silly, if you really want this Catholic wedding, you need to make sure he'll be there"
"Right" Andy replied dully reaching for the cordless phone on the nightstand.
From her lair, Dantalian watched with a pleased smile pressed to her lips. If either Prue or Andy pledged their love for another, their destiny as soul mates would be lost forever.
At the hospital, a nurse placed a newborn baby boy in Prue's arms, "maybe this will make you feel better"
"Somehow I doubt that" Prue thought inwardly taking the child into her arms and cradling the baby. The baby was rather long thing with a whopping amount of thick dark hair that stuck out from underneath the hospital issued knit cap.
"I think he has your nose," Roger whispered attempting to kiss Prue's cheek. Automatically, Prue turned her head pulling away. Something inside told her not to accept any affection.
"Get away from me"
"You're not still angry about Ashlyn are you?" Roger ran a hand through his thinning light brown hair.
"Is that her name?" Typical, just typical, when'd they'd been engaged, Roger had always been known to have a flavor of the month.
Roger sat on the edge of the bed revealing a hurt look, "C'mon Prue, why can't you just accept that I've changed and that my life is devoted you and little Broderick Aaron Winston" Roger reached out and stroked the baby's cheek with his index finger.
"Broderick Aaron Winston" Prue closed her eyes for a moment and sighed. The last thing she remembered was being at the manor, with the shape shifter and her sisters and going into labor. A spell, she thought, there was no other explanation for all of this madness.
The baby wriggled in her arms and began open it's mouth like a baby bird searching for food.
"Why don't you try to feed him?" Roger suggested trying to encourage her to bond with the baby.
Prue pushed the baby into Roger's arms "I can't right now. I feel sick. Can you ask one of the nurses to do it?"
"Fine" Roger answered reluctant, trying not to show his anger.
Calmly, Prue watched him take the baby from the room waiting for him for him to exit, before before pressing her hands to her face and then pulling them away. The Elders, she couldn't help but blame the Elders. Somehow even in her angelic state they'd managed to drop the ball.
"Is it too much to ask, that at least one of my children had a normal birth?" She spoke looking heavenward. It would have been nice if she and Andy could have enjoyed the moment at least one time, without the interference of evil or the greater good.
"Okay, Prue keep it together, just keep it together. You're a Charmed One, a high priestess. There has to be way out of this right?" she thought for moment before tossing back the covers. There was a way out of this and it started with her sisters.
"I have to find them"
Manor
Piper cupped a forefinger to her chin, staring at the ground while Phoebe held out three straws, "All right which one of us is going to turn evil?"
"None of you" Leo protested grabbing the straws, "You can't turn evil, don't you remember the last time? When Prue was turned evil, the book turned evil along with you and Piper"
"Yeah but we really don't have a choice" Phoebe countered snatching the straws back, "it's the only way to save Prue and her family"
"No isn't, you can use your powers as witches and the Charmed Ones, right now with Prue as High Priestess, your magic rivals that of the Source himself"
Piper pulled her hand from her face, and motioned toward the window. The weather outside was getting worse "But that's just it Prue isn't the high priestess anymore, if she were the balance of the greater good wouldn't have been thrown off"
"She's right" Natalie agreed, "If Prue were still within the realm, chaos wouldn't be erupting" Just like with the dark horsemen, small bands of riots had begun to break out all over the city where evil was gaining the upper hand.
"I think I can make potion to keep the book from turning evil this time. All we'll have to do is use it before evil has a chance to touch it"
"But evil touches it, when it touches you" Leo held his hands out pleading it. "It'll feed off your emotions and your bond as sisters"
"Then we'll just have to find a way to stop that from happening. I'll do" Piper put in volunteering, "Just don't let me kill him this time"
"No honey, you have to the baby. We can't risk Melinda losing you. It needs to be me" Phoebe retorted.
"But Phoebe you have Cole now"
Words automatically tumbled from Paige's lips, "No it has to me"
"What?" Piper and Phoebe replied in union, "No Paige you don't know what this like, the pull of evil is all consuming, once it has you. You won't want to fight it"
Maybe she wouldn't want to fight it. The notion teased Paige's brain for just a second, wanting something to take her mind off the pain of losing Glenn. "Yeah, but I'm the only one who has nothing to lose" She said letting a pause lapsed between them, before trying to convince her sisters she was the best choice.
"Piper, you're already Mother and Phoebe despite your fear of giving life to demonic child you want to be Mother, I'm the only one with nothing to lose". Paige watched calmly as Phoebe bit her lip, looking right past her to Piper.
"Is it just me or she starting to sound like Prue?"
"More and more everyday" Piper smiled, flipping the pages of the book, "now let's just get this over with"
"Here's one" Phoebe pointed, "It's to banish evil, maybe if we just change the words it will bring evil to us"
"You really want to chance that?" Piper raised an eyebrow of doubt, "Phoebe what if ends up bringing us every demon from here to Timbuktu?"
"Then we'll deal it, but what other chance have we got to take"
"All right, all right" Piper started to move away from the book, you change the words, "I'll get the candles and the salt."
A few minutes passed and suddenly Paige found herself standing within the symbolic circle, candles and salt were all around her.
"Are you ready?" Phoebe asked, trying to look hopeful.
"As ready as I'll ever be, I guess, but just in case this doesn't work you do have a potion that will bring me back, right?"
Phoebe picked up a red vile from the table and then set it back down.
"All right let's get this over with" Piper held one corner of the paper that Phoebe was holding on too and together they began to chant.
"With this salt I sprinkle about
I bring your negative spirits out
Your inner goodness is now adrift
Take it way and bring evil into our midst.
Phoebe then threw a ball shaped object into the circle causing a small explosion that made she and Piper jump. When the smoke cleared, Paige was coughing, waving her hands away from her face. "Did it work?"
"I don't know" Piper replied curiously, "try blinking"
"Blinking?"
Phoebe took a step closer to her younger sister, "It's just like orbing, all you need to do is think about where you want to go and blink"
"Try thinking about the kitchen, " Piper muttered making Paige nod.
Paige then blinked, disappearing and then reappeared waving slightly. "Whoa that was pretty cool, now what do I do?"
"You think about something that morally you would never do then you enjoy it," Phoebe quipped earning an elbow from Piper.
"You think about Amanda and you blink to her," Piper corrected not expecting the smirk she got in return.
Paige shook her head, a look of mischief, planted firmly on her face as evil had already started to take it's hold "No I think I like the first suggestion better"
"Paige? Paige!" Both sisters watched Paige blink out causing pits of dread to form in their stomach. "No…Paige don't-"
"Crap! It's too late" Piper swore, "she's gone"
