Divine Source

Disclaimer: I don't own X-men or Charmed in any way, shape, or form. I own only the plot.

Chapter 20

Taylor sighed heavily in relief as the chamber doors shut and left her to herself while the Woogy went to plan their union and his ascendance to the Source's throne.

"I don't care what happens after this," she muttered to herself as she repeatedly wiped at her lips and tongue. "But I'm going to vanquish that son of a bitch in the most painful way known to magic." She spent a few more seconds wiping at her lips and tongue while trying to suppress the urge to gag wildly at the memory of the Woogy's tongue forcing entrance into her mouth. "Oh I hate my life. Evil things kissing like an octopus..." she sighed.

She was wasting time that she couldn't afford to lose. She glanced around her chambers and took in her surroundings. The same dull and depressing coloring and walls were in the room. In the center of the room was a magnificently large bed with a large gold and white bedspread. It was covered in a large and sheer white canopy which had been drawn back.

Taylor rolled her eyes as she approached the bed. It looked comfortable and, after plopping down onto it unceremoniously, she found that her conclusions had been correct. It was comfortable and for Taylor, who'd been awake at this point for almost two days, it was heaven. A voice in the back of head pressed her to lay down and sleep before tackling the mission ahead. Taylor ignored the voice and instead, managed to mutter a comical vow that pushed it from her head.

"If he thinks this bed is meant for the both of us, then he's been under that house for too long." She sighed again as she laid back on the bed. "Time to get down to business."

"What exactly are we waiting for again?" Bobby asked a bit impatiently. He, the other members of the X-men team, and Chris had been sitting in the kitchen for over two hours now. Chris had been waiting for the potion to finish brewing before tackling the spell that he was suppose to write. He had completed both actions almost an hour ago and Bobby, as well as the other X-men, were getting a bit agitated. They'd figured that they'd be in the underworld by now, fighting demons.

"We're giving Taylor a chance to return and fill us in before we go barging down there and getting ourselves in a situation where we could lose people," Chris explained calmly, as though he were bored. "I'm expecting her any moment now."

"That's what you said twenty minutes ago," Logan growled from his seat at the table. He brandished his metal claws before allowing them to sheathe themselves. He had done this every so often since the X-men had joined the room and it was Bobby's suspicion that he was doing it to keep from being bored.

"What the f-"

"Logan!" Taylor said disapprovingly waving a finger. "Language!" The X-men stared at Taylor in surprise while Chris merely walked over to her. She had suddenly appeared in the kitchen without any warning. She now stood between the table and the counter, facing them all as Chris stood next to her.

"How?"

"Astral projection, remember?" From the look on her face she appeared amused. Then the look disappeared. "Look, the plan is a no go." At their confused looks, she hastily elaborated. "I can't get away at the moment and you guys cannot come down there." She stole a look at Chris, who looked innocently back at her, that suggested that she knew of his plans all along. She sighed. "I'm marrying the Woogy," she told them quietly as though to soften the blow. The effect was immediate.

Logan's claws brandished themselves threateningly, Bobby and Rogue paled, Cyclops' mouth dropped in shock, and Chris just stood gaping at her as though he hadn't heard her right.

"I'm sorry?"

"I know, I know. I've got no choice though. He's got a little girl in his clutches, and before you say anything, he's hidden her in a place that we'll never sense her or find her without our union." Taylor had been looking at her fingernails throughout this speech. However, once she'd finished it, she saw that both Chris and Logan looked murderous while the others were merely shocked.

"You-you can't," Chris managed to choke out. Taylor turned to him.

"No, what I can't do is let that little girl get killed. I'm sorry, but this is my fight now. Just-just give me time okay. After I marry him and make sure that the girl and her family are safe, I will come back here as fast as possible and we'll destroy him, okay?" She didn't notice their silence as she continued. "And he kissed me! I mean grabby-hands and tongue and everything!" Chris and Logan's murderous looks increased at this bit of information. "I mean, who knew Magneto was a closet perv?"

"Magneto?" Cyclops asked suddenly. "The Woogy has possessed Magneto?" Taylor made a face that suggested she'd made a huge mistake.

"Oops," she smacked her forehead. "I knew I'd forgotten something." Cyclops gaped at her.

"You forgot? How could you forget to tell us something like this?" His voice was rising steadily until, finally, he was yelling at her. Taylor reacted quickly.

"Well maybe I forgot because he was too busy sucking my brains from my mouth you overzealous son of a-"

"I believe that is enough," said a voice from the doorway. All who were present turned to see Professor Xavier wheel into the kitchen. He smiled gently at Taylor. "My dear, I do believe you were telling us that Magneto's been possessed by the Woogy. May I ask if Pyro and Mystique are still in his employ?" Taylor tore her heated gaze from Cyclops and softened it as she turned to the professor.

"They are," she confirmed. "He plans to take over the underworld as the Source of all evil." She faltered. "The Source is-"

"I've already explained," Chris told Taylor soothingly, although she could sense anger just beneath his cool surface. She mentally shrugged the thought away. Why would he be angry? He wasn't the one with an inch of old tongue down his throat.

"Oh, okay. Well, like I said, he wants to become the Source. Once he's achieved this goal, he plans to reward Pyro and Mystique with demonic powers, so they must know he's been possessed. I mean, when I called him the Woogy, they didn't even bat an eyelash." The professor nodded. "There's more." The professor looked up at her expectantly. "I have to marry him to assure the safety of a small girl, her parents, and the town in which she lives."

"I see," the Professor said tiredly. "Well, do as you must. We will await you're your next set of instructions here." Taylor smiled wryly.

"In that case, go and get some rest. Trust me, this will not be over by tomorrow. Go get some sleep or you'll all be of no use to me." With that said, she disappeared and the X-men were left staring at the spot that she had once occupied.

"He kissed her?" Logan growled angrily from his seat.

Taylor gasped as she reoccupied her body. She'd been gone a long time, but judging by the state of things, he hadn't been back. The door was still locked and seeing as how she hadn't been jerked violently back to her body, she assumed that all was well.

There was a knock at the door. Gritting her teeth, Taylor rose from the bed feeling oddly rested. She supposed seeing the others had given her strength, knowing that she wasn't in this alone. With a hearty sigh, she stopped at the door and composed herself before opening it.

"Yes?" she asked as a woman who appeared to be in her late thirties entered the room. She was holding a long black gown with gold trim.

"I've been sent to give you your wedding dress," she said icily. She shoved the gown into Taylor's hands and looked her over as though she didn't approve of the Woogy's choice in wife. Taylor gaped at the dress. She hadn't expected the ceremony to be so soon.

"He does know that I'm only seventeen, right?" Taylor said hoping to stall. The woman just stared at Taylor as though she had no idea what she was talking about. She turned her back to the young girl and began walking away but Taylor carried on. "You know, where I'm from, this is illegal!"