A/N. Thank you for the reviews. I won't keep you waiting any longer, so on with the chapter!
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Chapter 12"But…but that means she's dead," Paige stammered weakly. For the first time that evening fear gripped her heart and tears pricked at the back of her eyes.
"Not necessarily," Leo said. "Her signal could be blocked or she could be in the underworld."
"Like that's a whole lot better," Phoebe snapped.
Both Leo and Paige gaped at her in shock.
"Sorry," she apologised, rubbing her temple and sighing wearily.
"It's okay." Leo patted Phoebe's arm to show there were no hard feelings. "Just because I can't sense Piper doesn't mean we're helpless." Leo fixed his sisters-in-law with a beady glare. "Phoebe try and get a premonition in my room. Paige scry. We are going to get my wife and baby back."
For a moment, the two Charmed Ones stood motionless, surprised at Leo's bossy tone.
"Well, hurry up," Leo ordered.
Paige and Phoebe sprung into action. Paige up the stairs and Phoebe into Piper's bedroom. Leo closed his eyes and concentrated all his energies on finding his wife and unborn child. He was not going to give up.
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"What do you want with me?" Piper asked fiercely. Her voice did not betray the terror she felt. Her baby couldn't be born yet, it was too early.
The demon chuckled lightly, as if what Piper had said was mildly amusing and stepped threateningly towards the pregnant witch. "Not you my dear." He bent over and put his mouth next to Piper's ear. "I want your baby," he whispered.
Piper almost gagged as the full effects of the words sunk in. He wanted her baby. For what? To kill it? To raise it evil? The only thing Piper did know was that she would do everything in her power and more to ensure he never touched her baby.
"I won't let you hurt my baby," Piper spat.
The demon gasped mockingly, faking fear of Piper. "I don't want to hurt the infant. I want to raise it. Imagine what I could do with the power of the Blessed One on my side."
Piper clenched her teeth and gripped her hands to the floor as another contraction hit her. She refused to scream or make any sound. She wouldn't give her captor the satisfaction.
"Don't worry. It won't be long now."
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Phoebe stood in the centre of Piper and Leo's bedroom, completely at a loss for where to start. She moved over to Piper's wardrobe, figuring her clothes would be the strongest connection to her. She ran her hands along the row of Piper's garments. Nothing. She wondered over to her older sister's dressing table and randomly picked up a pale pink coloured lipstick. Rolling it between her palms she squeezed her eyes shut. 'Come on,' she thought, knowing she had got a vision on will before and hoping it would happen again. Nothing. Sighing in frustration she threw the lipstick down.
Phoebe flopped onto Piper's bed, felling completely defeated. Her power had failed her and she didn't like the sensation it gave. She spread out her fingers and clutched at the bed covers, desperate now. Black and white images crashed into her mind with such a force her body physically convulsed.
When the vision ended, Phoebe's eyes snapped open. Her stomach swirled and her head pounded. The vision had been horrifying and violent. Phoebe lay still for a moment, willing the physical effects to disperse. She knew who the demon was.
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"I won't let you have my baby," Piper snarled, her dark eyes fierce and blazing with hatred.
"We've been through this already," the captor drawled. "You don't have a choice."
For the first time since this nightmare had begun Piper felt a glimmer of hope. Her last contraction had been at least ten minutes ago and her waters hadn't broken. She didn't know why this was, but Piper would hazard a guess that it was…what did they call them? Practise contractions? (A/N. I don't know if they are actually called that, but I do know it can happen.)
"What's your name any way?" Piper asked, her tone light.
"Why do you ask?"
"Well, I figured I was gonna be here a while, so I thought I may as well know who you are," Piper said casually. If she played her cards right, she could wheedle information form the demon. The more she knew the better chance she had of getting out.
A glowing orange ball of fire appeared an inch above the demon's upturned palm. "Stupid witch," he snarled, throwing the fireball straight at Piper.
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A/N. Dun dun dun! How's Piper going to get out of this one? Read on and find out.