Divine Source

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

Chapter 23

Taylor's POV……

That's when everything else ceased to matter. All I could see was the Woogy or Eric, as he liked to be called. He was so handsome and he smiled at me with such warmth. I could hear Chris calling out to me, but I couldn't stop myself from making my way over to Eric. He was all I needed. I loved him.

Author's POV…

Chris and Logan stared in horror as Taylor's facial expression went from shock to immediate adoration. She walked over to the newly formed Woogy in front of them and made her way into his arms. He smiled down at her before looking back up at the others.

"It appears as though I've won," the Woogy chuckled merrily.

"No you haven't!" Chris denied hotly as he tried to decipher what was going on.

"Oh yes I have. I now have my wife, who has finally succumbed to my love potion, and a new body with new powers. I am now completely unstoppable."

"Oh really?" Logan asked stepping towards the Woggy menacingly with his claws drawn. "Care to test that theory?" Taylor looked up sharply at the threat and frowned.

"Logan don't!" Taylor cried. "I love him." Again the Woogy smiled at the X-men and Chris.

"She loves me," he repeated obnoxiously before disappearing with Taylor in his arms.

Chris stared after them in shock. His mouth had dropped open and his eyes as wide as saucers. Logan looked to Chris and found the young man to be in the same state of shock as he. Growling, he retracted his claws and began to stalk out of the room.

Taylor swayed slightly as she and Eric appeared within their bedchamber in the underworld. He reached out and steadied her and she smiled gratefully up at him. Taking advantage of his outreached arm, she snuggled into him and giggled happily.

"Oh Eric," she sighed contentedly. "I love you." Eric smiled as he moved them towards their bed.

"I know."

Logan got halfway to the X-jet before realizing that he had no idea how to find Taylor. He growled in frustration and turned around. He soon ended back up in the kitchen where Chris was still standing, surrounded by the others.

"How do we fix this?" he asked Chris gruffly. The younger man blinked a few times as though trying to regain his bearings.

"We…we scry," Chris said again. "We use spells, potions, crystals…anything that might help us find her."

"I thought that she blocked all of that."

"She had, but since she's been underground, I've been able to sense her whenever she comes up." Logan nodded.

"Okay, so you can sense her." Chris shook his head and stared Logan in his eyes.

"No, at least, not from up here. We'll have to go down there." Cyclops raised an eyebrow as he responded for the first time since Taylor had been abducted.

"Down where?" he asked suspiciously. Chris pointed at the floor. "To the basement?" Chris rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"No you one-eyed idiot! We're going to the underworld."

Taylor smiled as she reached up to Eric's face and brought him down for a kiss. As their lips met, Taylor felt a tugging in her heart. She knew this was right but it felt wrong. Something was weighing her down. She couldn't feel this way.

Her thought's were cut off as Eric reached down and lifted her up and placed her onto their bed. He continued kissing her as his hands roamed places no one had ever been before.

"Wait," Taylor breathed just as Eric began slipping her clothing off. "I don't know if I can do this."

"What do you mean?" Eric breathed heavily as he pulled his face from Taylor's neck. This was unexpected. He was feeling heavily for this witch and Demons were not supposed to feel. He desired her. Not just he body, but her as an entirety. Suddenly it was important that he tie himself to her in the most primal way possible. He wanted her with-child. With his child.

"I don't know," Taylor said softly as the feeling died away as she looked into his eyes. "It's nothing. I just love you so much." Eric smiled at her before kissing her softly and dispelling any doubts that had begun to manifest themselves within her head.

Logan took in his surroundings with a mixture of disgust and awe. His idea of hell had nothing on this dark and dank demon infested hole. He, Chris, and the other X-men (save Xavier, Rogue, and Bobby) had orbed to the underworld to find Taylor. Logan looked to Chris, only to find him standing with his eyes closed. He seemed to be concentrating on something.

Suddenly, Chris gasped and opened his eyes, his chest heaving with exertion.

"I've found her," he said heavily. "We've got to hurry. Everyone hold onto me."

Chris and the X-men appeared in a flurry of white lights inside of Taylor and Eric's bedchamber. Taylor was the first to notice them. She screamed and pulled the blanket up to her naked chest. Eric, who was still clothed from the waist down, was thrown off of her and onto the floor. He looked at the X-men angrily.

"Do you mind?" he asked them. "I'm on my honeymoon." Chris' face turned purple with anger. Without thinking he raised his hand and used his powers to throw Eric across the room. Far away from Taylor.

"Chris, don't!" she screamed as Eric hit the wall with a thud. Still holding the sheet to her body, she raised herself up from the bed and got out of it. Before she had the chance to run to Eric's side, Chris ran over to her and held her to him.

"Taylor," he whispered longingly. He did his best to ignore the feeling that was raising in him as he held Taylor to him. "Taylor, you have to fight this. You don't love the Woogy. I know you don't." Taylor struggled against Chris, unaware of the effect she was having on him.

"Yes I do! Let me go to him. I have to make sure he's alright." Chris sighed heavily, still trying to ignore the way she was rubbing against him.

"I'm sorry."

"For what?" Taylor asked. Chris didn't answer, instead, he began reciting a spell.

"The truth behind those hazel eyes, the secrets you can no longer hide, the feelings within that heart of yours, you'll share with the world in unchecked scores."

Taylor's P.O.V….

And just like that, all of my feelings for Eric were gone. My love for him, the desire to have his children, the weighing feeling on my heart…it all disappeared. I wanted nothing more than to go home. Disappear. My heart hurt. I could feel again, but what I was feeling hurt more than anything the Woogy had ever done to me.

"NO!" I heard him shout as he raised himself from the ground. At the sight of him I felt my heart break. The potion he had given me had just lost its power. I no longer cared for him in that way.

"No!" he tried again as he stood. He faced me and I leaned into Chris. "Taylor, don't go."

"You tricked me," I began angrily. I could feel tears gathering in my eyes.

"No," he said trying to placate me.

"You wanted me to love you."

"Yes. I did want you to love me but-"

"You gave me a potion that would've had me giving you my body had they not shown up."

"I'm sorry-"

"You're sorry? There is not enough apologizing for what you've done to me. You almost took away the one thing that makes me worth something. The one thing I was supposed to have control over. You almost took my virginity!"

"Wait. I love you." I froze my face a mixture of shock and disgust. "I love you," Eric said again. I breathed deeply as I felt the tear in my heart become bigger and my tears began to fall.

"You know what? I almost believe you. That potion was the source of my love, I don't love you Er-Woogy. I don't even know you."

"Please," he took a step toward and me, on impulse I raised my hands to freeze him.

"Provide me with the strongest power, to destroy his life before the hour, never again shall he draw breath," I took a deep breath as the Woogy unfroze and realized what was happening. "And may he have the sweetest death."