Disclaimer: I do not own Charmed, but I wish I could be in it.
An Innocent
Paige and Phoebe orbed into the kitchen. Piper was sitting at the table, the black cat eating out of a bowl on the floor, Wyatt and Chris watching intently.
"Okay, what's the big emergency?" Phoebe asked.
"This cat is," Piper said, not taking her eyes off of the cat.
"That doesn't make any sense," Phoebe said. "How?"
"Well, for one thing, this is his ninth can of tuna," Piper said, turning to Phoebe. Phoebe's attention was instantly on the cat.
"I still don't see what the big fuss is about. Wyatt and Chris aren't saying it's evil or the two of them would have vanquished it already. So, what's really up with this cat?" Phoebe asked annoyed.
"Read what the license says, and then look on the back of it," Paige said, handing her the cat.
At first, Phoebe held the cat as though it might attack her, but then looked at the license and read, "Peter Halliwell. Wait, you mean," Phoebe started before turning over the license. And on the back, in clear writing, were the names: Peter Halliwell, Prue Halliwell, Piper Halliwell, Phoebe Halliwell, and Paige Matthews. "Oh my god," Phoebe said.
Right at that instant the cat leapt from Phoebe's arms to the floor, and turned to face all of them. The next second they were all in a circle of light, with a dark void about the ring. "All right kitty," Paige said. "Get this over with."
"Where are we?" Piper asked. She reached down and picked up the boys, and handed Wyatt to Paige.
"Where you are is not important, that I brought you here is," a familiar voice to Paige said.
They all turned around to see the cat sitting on a table.
"Who are you?" Paige asked.
"You know what I'll tell you Paige," the cat replied.
"Well, how about you tell us how we got here then?" Piper asked.
"I astral-projected you all here. I brought the boys so they wouldn't be afraid and so you didn't worry about them."
"How come you can talk here but not in the manor?" Phoebe asked.
"My tongue has been bound in my body, and my essence is not truly in my body. When you unbind my tongue in my body I can talk to you all there, and I'd prefer to do that with Leo; he needs to know about this." The cat blinked and they were all back in the mansion, exactly as they were before the cat projected them out.
"Okay," Piper said, after putting Chris in the playpen with Wyatt, "Paige and Phoebe, work on getting him talkable. Leo," she called. Leo soon orbed in.
"What's up Piper?" he asked.
"Come with me," she said. She led him to the attic, where Phoebe and Paige were just starting a spell to try to get the cat to talk.
"Let what is bound, now be set free. We give the gift of talking to thee," they said together.
The cat opened its mouth to speak, but only let out a mew. It looked at them and shook its head.
"What's going on?" Leo asked.
"Apparently this cat is connected to Peter Halliwell, and something's wrong," Piper said.
"Why didn't it work?" Paige asked.
In response, the cat jumped up to the table with the potion pot, and all the ingredients, and nudged it with its nose. "Make a potion kitty?" Paige asked.
"Why are you calling it kitty?" Phoebe asked.
"He won't tell us his name yet, so kitty will just have to work for now. What ingredients?"
The cat guided them in making the potion by creating the words in midair, and when the potion was done, he leapt to the floor so they could try again. "Same spell?" Phoebe asked. He nodded in response.
"Let what is bound, now be set free. We give the gift of talking to thee," the three chanted, and then Paige threw the potion. When the potion hit the cat, an enormous ring of fire sprung around him, circled upward and then vanished. When the smoke cleared, the cat was still sitting staring at them. "Well?" Paige asked.
"Thank you," he said.
"Man that took forever," Phoebe said, flopping onto the couch.
"I know, but now that you are all here, and I don't have to use magic to talk to you, I can tell you why I'm here." The cat closed his eyes, took a deep breath and started. "I am here because Peter Halliwell is in mortal danger."
"How?" Piper asked.
"A demon has attacked him and carried him off. If he dies, I die. And that's two innocents against your record."
"Allright. What did this demon look like?" Paige asked.
"I didn't get a good enough look at it," the cat admitted, hanging it's head.
"Well, do you know where the demon might have taken him?" Piper asked.
"No," he sighed.
"So, how do you expect us to help you?" Phoebe asked impatiently from the couch. "We can't scry for him, we have nothing of his. We can't track the demon because we don't know who it is. I don't see how we can help."
Piper and Paige looked at each other and sighed. "She's right kitty," Piper said, kneeling down. "There's not much we can do yet."
The cat looked at her, moving from eye to eye, and then walked slowly out of the room. Piper, Paige, and Phoebe watched him go in silence.
"Leo," Piper asked. "Would you please explain to us who Peter Halliwell is, and why we've never heard about him before?"
Leo sat down in a chair, and buried his face in his hands.
"What?" Paige asked.
"Peter Halliwell disappeared before you were born," Leo said. "He was your parents' first child, and they were distraught. Your mother tried everything she could think of to try to get him back. Even Grams couldn't find him. So, the Elders had him wiped from memory; to ease their pain."
The next sound they heard was the cat hissing and screaming. They all rushed downstairs to find him being cornered by four demons. "Hey," Piper yelled. She blew up two, as one of the demons threw a fireball at them. Paige caught it and threw it back at the demon, vanquishing him on the spot. And as Piper got ready to blow up the last demon, the cat showed his power. He conjured a fireball in front of him and vanquished the demon by himself.
"Piper, blow him up. He's a demon," Phoebe said.
The cat turned to face them. "Would you kill your Peter?"
What is the cat talking about? And, who are the demons after Peter?
A/N: I'm still looking for reviews. I'm not very good at my Charmed fictions, but I am trying.