Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Charmed characters. The song belongs to Evanescence

The character of Grace is mine.

Garden of Eden

Rated NC-17 – Incest, rape, violence

This fic is AU. Some of the characters may be changed around a little bit. I'm also making Chris a few years older than he actually is.

This is also my first incest (m/f) fic (yay for me) I finally decided to allow my warped little mind to enter into the underside of fanfic writing (like it hasn't been living there for a long time now…)

Part 1: Escape

"I want to know where the rest of them are." He stood over me, the whip in his hand cracked as it came down on me again. The whip would cut through flesh, but when it hit he would also let a lightening charge run through it, causing my body to jerk and spasm uncontrollably.

"This can all be over. All you have to do is tell me where they're hidden."

"I'll never tell you." I whispered painfully. He shook his head almost sadly. But I knew better than anyone that he enjoyed causing pain. He dropped the whip on the floor. The smile on his face was lecherous. His hand moved to his pants and he started to unzip his fly. He crouched on the floor next to me; there was no need for him to remove my pants because any clothes I had been wearing had been taken from me weeks ago.

"You look so good with blood on you." He reached down and ran the tip of one finger along one of my many wounds, coating his finger in blood. He brought it to his mouth and licked it clean.

"You're getting a bit thin though." I stared at him, refusing to say anything. The chains rattled as I moved my hands, he laughed at my vain struggles.

"Don't bother, you know that isn't going to do you any good." He grabbed my arms and turned me over roughly. Begging him not to just made it worse. I could feel him thrusting into my back passage and despite my promise to myself that I would stay silent I cried out in pain.

"That's real nice. Scream for me." He whispered in my ear. I closed my eyes tightly and endured. I could hear him grunting as he moved harder and faster. I clenched my teeth hard, but I didn't notice the pain when I closed my teeth on my inner cheek and lip. With one final deep thrust inside me he collapsed on top of me breathing hard. After a moment he pulled himself out and rolled me over on my back. He smiled down at me.

"You're perfect." He said. I didn't have to wait long, I knew it wasn't over. After a few minutes he rammed into me, raping me. When he was finished he stood up and walked out.

I curled up on the cold floor. I could feel the blood running down my legs. Stop him, Chris. Please stop him. I prayed silently. That was when I noticed that the manacles had become loose. How the hell had that happened? I pushed them off my wrists and struggled to my feet. Where was I supposed to go from here? I couldn't just walk out of the mansion and due to the 'security' on this place I couldn't orb either. My eye caught on the book on its stand. I stumbled over to it, falling twice on the way. His…unique idea of torture had taken more out of me than I had first thought. I knew a few people who would no doubt tell me 'a strong body is nothing without a strong mind.' No doubt the same worked in reverse. There were faint markings on the wall; I wouldn't have to take time drawing it out again. I rifled through the pages looking for the right spell. But the page had been ripped out.

"No, god no. It has to be here." I whispered desperately. I picked up the book and flipped through the pages again. A piece of paper fell out on the floor, I picked it up. The spell was written out in Chris' hand. He had obviously hidden it in the book at some stage. I walked over to the wall and touched it briefly.

"Please work." I read the spell out loud. The door banged open behind me; I stared back over my shoulder. One of his lackeys entered the room, his jaw dropped when he saw what I was doing. Clutching the paper in one hand I turned back to the wall and dived at it. I closed my eyes tightly hoping that if the spell hadn't worked then I would at least hit my head hard enough to kill myself. I went right through crashing to the ground, hard.

I could hear voices and footsteps approaching. I rolled over onto my back. But for the moment that was all I could do. I watched as two sets of feet walked in and stopped, and then they moved towards me. I saw the portal close behind me.

"Who are you?" A familiar voice asked. I stared at him, but didn't answer.

"The questions can wait for later. Can't you see she's hurt, Leo? Heal her."

Leo shook his head then knelt next to me, hands spreading to heal my wounds. Now I had the strength to move, I skittered away from him.

"Get away from me!" I hissed. He turned to look at her again and then back to me.

"You're badly injured, let me heal you." He said.

"Like you ever cared before. Leave me alone." Then I thought of something else.

"Where's Chris?" He looked at her again, eyebrows raised in question.

"You know Chris?" He asked me.

"He's a friend of mine." I replied carefully.

"Chris!" Called Paige. A moment later he orbed into the room.

"What's the matter?" He asked her. She pointed to me, still lying on the floor. His eyes widened when he saw me.

"Grace? What are…what the fuck happened to you!" He asked dropping to his knees next to me.

"He did." I replied. It was answer enough.

"I told you not to go back there." He said even as he held his hands over me and I allowed him to heal the worst if my wounds.

"Had no choice. I needed to find a spell. Getting caught wasn't part of the plan."

"Shit! You should have listened to me, Grace."

"You don't think I know that already. Him doing this once to me was bad enough. I-"

"It's alright. He can't get you here." He said. I knew that Chris wasn't angry at me, just upset that this had happened again. No doubt he was blaming himself for not being there.

"Sleep." He passed a hand over my eyes and I was out.

(Second person POV)

"Who is she?" Leo asked.

"This is…Grace. She's from the same time as I am." Chris draped his jacket over her and lifted her easily.

"I'm going to put her in the spare room and finish healing her." He looked at his father, as if daring the elder to challenge what he was doing. His father made no such move, nor did Paige. He looked down at into her face as he carried her into the room and laid her gently on the bed. Even in sleep there was that fearful look on her face. How could I let this happen to her again? He wondered.

I woke up slowly. I looked around the room I was now in. It looked familiar and then I remembered from where. I was home, but it wasn't the way it should have been. I was the only one in here. I pushed the covers back and climbed out of the bed, going into the bathroom I got into the shower.

"Grace? Where are you?" Chris voice came from the bedroom.

"In the shower." I replied quietly.

"I've got some clothes here for you when you're finished." He said.

I wanted to wash away the dirty feeling. I washed myself with the shower gel, but the feeling remained. I scrubbed at myself, scrawling my nails hard over my skin until I started to draw blood. It did no good.

"You alright in there?" He asked.

I didn't answer him, to intent on trying to get it out of me. I laid my head against the tiles and I started crying. Chris must have heard me, because the next thing I see is his hand reaching into the shower with a large bath towel. I ignored him and then he pulled the curtain back and reached with his other hand to turn the water off. With a hiss he yanked his hand back as the water hit him.

"What are you doing! You're going to burn yourself!" He said. I stared at him, not really seeing him. He wrapped the towel around me and I didn't really notice that either.

"He wanted to know where the rest of us were." I said bitterly. He helped me out of the shower and back into the bedroom.

"Didn't tell him anything."

"What did you do to yourself, Grace?" His voice was shocked as he inspected and then healed the scrawl marks I had scratched into myself.

"I wanted to get rid of it, get rid of the him, get rid of the feeling. He wouldn't stop."

"Oh, Gracie." His voice was a whisper.

"You should have gone to dad. Told him what he was doing to you." He pulled a long sleeved t-shirt over my head. I didn't know why I couldn't dress myself.

"Not after what happened the last time." I said.

"Why did you come here?" He asked.

"The manacles came loose. No one can orb in or out of there anymore, you know that. And I couldn't just walk out. I used the spell that you left in the book. Couldn't think of anything else." I said.

"It could be worse here. You know that, right?" He asked. I leaped to my feet and walked across the floor.

"Worse! How the fuck could it be worse! Is there someone here who wants to torture me? Rape me? How could it be worse, Chris? Tell me!" I screamed at him. He came over to me, caught me in his arms and hugged me tight.

"That isn't what I meant. It's alright." He whispered.

"I'm sorry." I mumbled.

"It isn't your fault."

We went downstairs where Chris decided that I needed food. I shook my head at what he offered, it took him a few minutes to realise that there was nothing wrong with the food.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"I'm not very hungry." I replied. He sighed as he poured some cereal in a bowl and drowned it in milk before setting it down on the counter in front of me.

"You have to eat something. You look like you haven't had anything to eat in a while." He said.

"You wouldn't feel like eating if you were me either." I mumbled.

"So this is our new arrival." I looked at the person in the doorway.

"Hello." I said unenthusiastically.

"This is Grace, Grace this is-" Chris started.

"Phoebe, I know who she is Chris." I said. I shoved a spoonful of the cereal in my mouth so I wouldn't have to say anymore and almost gagged, I swallowed hard.

"You want to come into the front room?" Phoebe asked. I glanced at Chris who shrugged. They started in the direction of the door and I just orbed. It's nice to be able to do that without having to worry about demons coming to get you. What I didn't count on was still being so weak that I collapsed when I orbed into the other room. I came to with Leo leaning over me.

"What happened?" I heard Chris ask as he came in with Phoebe.

"She passed out as soon as she orbed in here." Leo answered.

"You alright?" He put a hand on my shoulder and I looked at it and then glared at him until he removed it.

"Until I saw you." I snapped. I climbed slowly to my feet. He had a hurt look on his face. Screw you. I thought. I looked at Chris who came over and sat next to me on the sofa.

"You still haven't told us who she is." Paige said pointedly.

"She's just a friend. I told you." Chris said. I glanced at him.

"You might as well tell them. They're probably going to figure it out eventually anyway." I said. He sighed and nodded.

"She's my younger sister."