Disclaimer: I don't own Charmed. If I did, then I'd be rich and I wouldn't be on here writing my fan fiction and the show would be a completely different show. It would be very very different. Charmed is owned by Spelling and that other dude, or it's owned by Constance M. Burge, or it's owned by someone else. Not totally sure who. And this disclaimer goes for the entire story, including the last chapter. It just kinda slipped my mind.

A/N: Thoughts are in italics. And I know this is a short chapter but the next chapter needs to be separated from this one. And as the story goes on, the chapters will get longer, quite a lot longer. But the next few chapters aren't gonna be too lengthy. And the more reviews I get, the more motivated I am to kick out stories. Even if they're not so great reviews. I like constructive criticism.

And to my fabulous two reviewers: thank you so so so so so much. sexyirishBeep and Robin-a-Bobbin, both of you are awesome. it's all the motivation i need to keep going.

Chapter Two: Mistake

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Prue stood in the solarium early the next morning. She was watching the birds play in the birdbath in the back yard. She heard someone walk down the stairs and quickly spun around to see Gavin attempt to sneak out of the house.

"Sleep with her and now you're done with her?" She asked. He looked at her, hurt by what she said, and walked over to her.

"No, I have a meeting early this morning and I need to get ready for it."

"If you say so."

He walked a little closer to her. "You know, you're very pretty." Prue didn't move an inch. "Very, very pretty." He moved closer. He reached out and put his hand on Prue's cheek. He looked deep into her eyes and smiled warmly at her. She pulled away from him.

"Bastard." She slowly walked away.

"Prue, don't deny it." She spun around to look at him with hatred filled eyes. "You know there's something between us." Once again, she didn't move as he advanced on her. "Something that has to be played out." He walked as close to her as he could get. He wrapped his arm around her waist. She didn't flinch. He moved in and kissed her passionately.

He put his other hand on the back of her neck, gently holding her to him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and deepened the kiss.

Noo! She thought. She pushed him away from her. He looked into her eyes questioningly. Prue studied his expression. He looked hurt.

"I thought we both wanted this." He said. He shook his head and walked away from her. She heard the front door close and she stood, paralyzed, with tears running down her cheeks.

What have I just done?