My computer totally crashed this weekend and I was freaking out about losing my story but it worked out and here's the next chapter. Thanks for the reviews! I totally appreciate it and hopefully any confusion will be cleared up soon. Oh, and no worries! Phoebe will not be getting pregnant.


"GET OUT!" He bellowed urgently. He needed her out. Now. Phoebe just stared at him in silent shock. They were still naked. Without thinking he felt an energy ball forming in his hand. Phoebe gasped as she saw it.

"Cole …" She whispered. He was terrifying. His eyes were blazing and wild and he looked capable of anything. He was capable of anything. She reached for her shirt and clutched it to her chest.

"Baby, please." And she knew she had made a mistake. She was instantly pinned to the floor. His hands were around her neck, choking her. She gasped for breath. There was a cold hatred in his eyes as he squeezed her tighter. Her vision began getting blurry as her eyes filled with tears. She couldn't breathe. Finally she managed to utter the one word that she thought might stop him from killing her right there.

"Pi … per." She was right. He instantly loosened his grip. For just a fraction of a moment. Long enough for her to inhale and then he struck her across the face.

"You conniving little slut!" And with one motion he had risen to a standing position and had pulled Phoebe with him.

"Don't you dare mention her!" He was fuming with unprecedented anger.

"Cole, no. Please." She had never seen him like this. Never. She couldn't see any humanity in his eyes. It was as if losing Piper had caused him to lose his goodness as well.

"Are you begging already? Pathetic. What do you want? Mercy? Forgiveness?" He still held her throat dangerously tight.

"I need," she swallowed painfully, "your …" He threw her to the ground once more.

"You will never have me Phoebe." His voice was now frighteningly dead-pan. "I. Don't. Love. You." Phoebe saw the sad sincerity in his eyes and a cold shiver went through her. Suddenly, the exhaustion of the last few days encompassed her. She was too fatigued to care or to be angry anymore. She just needed his help. That was all.

"Piper's missing." She said flatly. That was all she had come here to say. To ask him for his help. Well, kind of. In the back of her head she had hoped more would happen … and it had. What had she done? She was sore and bruised and tired but mostly she felt dirty, filthy. As she spoke those words she saw his eyes widen and suddenly a wave of sanity and compassion washed over his face. He was going to find her, she knew it.


Tatum nodded to Piper. This was the queue. With one swift motion Piper kicked her guard in between his legs and Tatum elbowed hers in the face. Caught off guard, the demon guiding Piper fell to the ground in agony. Remembering a move she had seen Phoebe use once, Piper kicked him under the chin. With a sickening gurgle his head snapped back and fell to the ground with a loud thud. Piper winced. She wasn't wearing any shoes and her foot was now throbbing. She gingerly turned around and threw her arms out to the demon that Tatum was fighting. Her powers were weakened in the underworld but it was enough to scorch his back and daze him long enough for Tatum to take him down with a choke hold. Once they were certain the demons were really down they tried to pull the rings off of each of their fingers. Thanks to years of observation, the captive women had determined that the keys used to unlock the cells were actually rings that select demons wore. They would simply wave their hands over the cell door and the ring would unlock it.

"It won't come off." Piper grunted, trying to pull the tight ring off of the dead demon's hand.

"Let me." Tatum murmured and much to Piper's horror she took the demon's finger in her mouth and with a revolting crunch, bit it off.

"It worked, didn't it?" Tatum said upon seeing the appalled look on Piper's face. She grinned goofily and Piper couldn't help but admire her tenacious attitude.

"Sure you're up for this?" Tatum asked Piper kindly. She just nodded. No, she wasn't sure. She was scared shitless for lack of another term. This was a suicide mission but she felt there was no other choice. She straightened her back and nodded decidedly.

"Okay," Tatum agreed. "See you soon." Well, that was the plan anyway. If they both survived. And with that, the two women departed in opposite directions.

Tatum sprinted through the dark tunnels from where they had just come. Ignoring the shout of a demon who had seen her and the pain in her feet she continued running faster that she had ever thought possible. Upon reaching the barracks she slowed. With a wave of the severed finger, the first cell door swung open. The prisoners looked at her in shock as she yelled at them to run. She was already opening the second cell door when the first prisoners finally began to shuffle around. They were scared, she knew, but for this to work she needed them all out. She yelled another order to flee as she opened the third cell door and finally, she saw one daring girl dart out of the first opened cell. That was all they needed. In an instant there was a rush of bodies running out in different directions. Tatum smiled inwardly as she proceeded to sprint down the line of cells. Slowly a low rumble of yelling and running began to permeate through the normally silent corridors. As Tatum approached the end of this first row of barracks she heard a different noise – demons. Her heart leapt as she unlocked the cell before hers. By this time the inmates were waiting for her to free them and Tatum barely made it away from the door as the women streamed out. Even amidst the ruckus, she was painfully aware of the sounds of energy and fire balls hitting their targets. That's when she saw him, a demon. He had shimmered in. She was still meters away from her own cell. She continued sprinting as he formed his fire ball and she flew to the ground as he released it. He angrily formed another one just as she waved the bloody finger in front of the door and much to her grateful surprise her fellow, normally unfriendly cell-mates attacked the demon. In the melee, Tatum barely had the chance to grab Taylor and sneak off to the next row of barracks. No one would be left behind.


Piper took a deep breath and nervously pushed the invisible button that announced her presence to Abdiel.

"What took so long?" He grumbled angrily as the cave wall dematerialized to let Piper into his chamber.

"Sorry sir." She spoke softly and deferentially. "We got delayed." He narrowed his eyes as he watched her approach, alone.

"Where's Tatum?" He asked suspiciously.

"That's why, sir. She's sick." He glared at her, not sure what to believe. Where were the guards? What was going on?

"But I'm here, sir." She looked up at him. What was this? When had she changed her mind and become so submissive? Something wasn't right.

"And I'm glad you are." He laughed. He'd play along for now.

"Come here, sugar." He gazed at her lustfully. Piper's heart was beating wildly, her hands were sweating profusely. She couldn't believe she was doing this. She quavered for a moment but took a few small steps towards him.

"Closer." He urged. She was still nervous, he could tell. He liked how innocent, almost virginal she seemed as she approached him. He focused on her legs as she approached him. She was no longer wearing that bathrobe. She had on a relatively short tunic like all the other girls. This one was shortened even more due to her small baby bump. The material rode up her thighs as she walked towards him slowly. Piper noticed the direction of his gaze and instantly pulled down the hem of her tunic self-consciously. He grinned at that display of modesty. Despite her more brazen attitude a few moments ago she was still shy. This just heightened his desire for her.


"Do you think you can handle these last few?" Tatum asked her sister urgently. "I need to get back to Piper."

"Where is she?" Taylor asked as they continued to run down another row of barracks. By this point there was fighting everywhere, former prisoners fighting with the demons.

"With Abdiel." Tatum shuddered inwardly.

"Go!" Taylor said forcefully. Alone? Her sister had left the pregnant witch alone with him?

"Meet me at his lair." Tatum spoke quickly before she dodged between scuttling people and headed back to Abdiel and Piper.

Tatum ran in just in time to see Piper slam into the cave wall. She cringed as she heard the sickening thud that her body made as she fell to the ground. With a wild fury, Tatum sprinted towards Abdiel and jumped onto his back. He hadn't been expecting the awkward assault and was caught off guard. Piper groaned as she struggled to get to her feet. Tatum was clinging desperately to Abdiel's neck. She had come in just in time. Piper had held him off as long as she could but with her powers weakened down there it was hard for her. The force field had been her saving grace, but even that didn't seem to be as durable as usual. Abdiel was beyond furious. He roared as Tatum continued to cling to his neck. He flailed about, it seemed that Tatum's powers were channeled through her hands. Piper took the opportunity to approach them carefully. He saw her and unleashed a wave of power from his hands that threw her to the ground once more. With a hard thud Piper landed on her ass. She was getting seriously pissed off at this guy. She had graduated from the intense fear she was going to bring him down. As she got to her feet again she saw Abdiel slam his back, and by default, Tatum, into the coarse cave wall. He then leaned forward and repeated it over and over again. Piper stood, horrified as she heard the terrible sound of Tatum's body crunching against the hard surface. But she wouldn't let go. Tatum refused to loosen her grip on the enormous demon. Piper rushed forward and saw the make-shift athame fall to the ground from where Tatum had been concealing it underneath her tunic. She summoned her energy and let out a force of power from her arms that stunned Abdiel just long enough for her to dive down and grab the sharp knife. He kicked at her and she rolled away, narrowly missing his gargantuan leg. In one surprisingly fluid motion Piper managed to get to her feet and thrust the sharp knife upwards into Abdiel's gut. His eyes widened as she pushed it deeper into his body. The look of pure unadulterated malevolence was the last thing she saw before his thick boot-covered foot powerfully connected with her body sending her viciously to the cave floor.


It was all Phoebe and Paige could do to keep up with Cole. He was shimmering and sprinting through the underworld faster than they could catch their breaths. He was on an all-out rampage. Every demon he had come across had either fled in terror or been vanquished when they were unable to give him any useful information.

"He's not here." Paige sighed as they orbed in yet again, too far behind Cole. He had gotten ahead of them and Paige could no longer sense him in the underworld. They were lost and their potions were running out. The fighting was pandemic. Everywhere they went there was more yelling and violence. The body count was rising at an alarming rate. It seemed the ruckus was increasing by the moment. The sheer volume of screams was enough to send shivers down their spines. It was an all-out war zone and they were trapped in the middle of it.


"Are you sure you know where you're going?" Piper asked as the three of them hurried through the caverns, fleeing from the pandemonium.

"Hmm." Taylor had met up with them and they had managed to get away from Abdiel. Barely. The wound hadn't been nearly as devastating as Piper had hoped. He had just grown even more furious. Luckily the release of the prisoners had created sufficient distraction and they had been able to sneak away. It had been a terrible and exhilarating experience. She was going to go home as were Taylor and Tatum. They had pulled it off … well, not quite yet. They still had to find their way out of this labyrinth of a place. They were bruised and tired but despite it all, they were going to be okay. They had done it. She had done it … without her sisters no less. A tiny wave of pride washed over. It was short-lived, however, as a sudden tearing sensation stopped her in her tracks. She heard a moan and it wasn't until Tatum turned around worriedly that she realized it had come from her.

"You okay?" Tatum asked concerned as Piper breathed in deeply as the pain waned.

"Yeah." She whispered softly. Strange. It was probably just the baby kicking, letting her know she wasn't happy with all the commotion. That was it. They continued on their way, carefully hiding behind boulders wary of the spontaneous shimmering demons who continued to fight. Even when they were alone they could hear the fighting echoing through the underworld.


"Where is she?" He roared. Abdiel was pinned against the wall, Cole's hands tightly around his neck. An informant had tipped him about Piper's whereabouts. His heart had lodged in his throat when he had heard. She wasn't just being kept as a prisoner, she was a sex slave. If Abdiel had so much as looked at her wrong he was going to make sure he died an incredibly painful and drawn-out death.

"I said, where is she?" He screamed as Abdiel's neck where Cole was holding him began to bubble and blister. Cole didn't even have the lucidness to notice or care about this newly discovered facet of his powers. He threw the demon to the floor and flung a fireball at him, singeing him lightly. Abdiel grinned maliciously and without warning Cole was thrown back by a powerful energy ball.

"You don't intimidate me, Cole. You're nothing but a domesticated housecat." The two demons circled each other threateningly.

"Tell me where she is." Cole spoke through tightly clenched teeth. He was going to kill this bastard.

"What's your rush?" Abdiel grinned again, nothing but iniquity in his eyes. "So the rumors are true. You've gone soft. Is that witch's pussy so good that you'd betray your very legacy for it?" And with that Cole lost all control. With an unprecedented blast Abdiel was blasted to oblivion. He'd find her without him.


"I'm fine." She spoke trying to keep her voice level. The pain in her stomach had increased, coming in waves until they had been forced to stop.

"Piper." Taylor spoke gently. This wasn't good. Piper refused to admit to the intensity of the pain and she continued to trek through the caves with great tenacity but she could see that Piper was suffering immensely.

"It's okay, let's just keep going." She took a few more steps but the pain immobilized her. It engulfed her, each wave seemed stronger than the one before. Tatum shared a look with her sister.

"You go, I'll stay with her." Tatum spoke softly gesturing towards her sister.

"No." Piper said decidedly through gritted teeth. She wouldn't hold them back. They were losing momentum. Taylor nodded. She'd get out of here and then find some help. Piper was seriously hurt. It wasn't surprising though. Abdiel had kicked her square in the abdomen. But they had no time to argue. Three demons shimmered in yelling and fighting, the barrage of fire balls forced them to hide behind a huge boulder. Once the shouting had abated and Tatum had checked to make sure they had shimmered out they decided to continue on. It wasn't long however, before Piper's knees buckled underneath her and she fell to the ground in agony.

"Just go." Piper ordered.

"I'll catch up." She wouldn't be the reason that they got caught.

"Don't be ridiculous." Tatum chastised. "We're not leaving you here."

"Don't be an idiot." Piper replied frustrated and in pain. "Get the hell out of here while you can."


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