Disclaimer: Obviously, I don't own Charmed. I'm almost positive it's illegal to do what I'm going to do with these characters...ah well, don't sue. It's only fun and fiction!

AN: Thanks Tigerdrake,wAnNaBpIpEr, reader, line100,and charmedfanatic12 for your reviews. Special thanks to my sisters Charmed Princess, Missy Paige, and Starring Piper(my twin and my twintastic muse) jsut 'cuz I love'em.

Chapter 5

The harsh sound of a telephone ringing interrupted the peaceful solitude in the Halliwell household. Phoebe's head jerked up from the novel she'd been reading. She was supposed to be in an interview, but the meeting had fallen through. So, she had come home early, hoping to find Piper or Paige to keep her company. Instead, she found neither sister was home, and Phoebe had been forced to entertain herself. The tone sounded again, and she stretched luxuriously, unhurriedly pulling herself out of the over-sized chair she'd been occupying for last hour. In the middle of the third ring, she snatched the phone off the receiver.

"Hello?," she answered with a smile.

"Hi, this is Meagan, from P3. Is this one of Piper Halliwell's sisters?," the voice on the other line implored. Phoebe allowed herself to worry a little, unaccustomed to phone calls regarding Piper so formally.

"Yes? Is anything wrong?," she returned immediately. A small, apologetic half-laugh could be heard faintly.

"No, no," Meagan answered, "Everything is fine. In fact, it's wonderful. A man called, insisting that I call and let you know that Piper will be out of town for the weekend. See, he's looking to invest in P3...He wants to make it into a chain of clubs throughout...well, I'm not sure where all yet., but this is big news." Phoebe was a little exasperated. Why hadn't Piper called her for herself? Still, this was pretty important, and Phoebe felt the excitement she could hear in Meagan's voice infect her as well. "So, she has to attend some seminars...learn about expanding..all that. She's going to be pretty busy, but she didn't want you to worry."

"Wow. I really...wasn't expecting that. Thanks for calling, Meagan," she breathed. Meagan assured her that it hadn't troubled her a bit, then hung up. The news left Phoebe a little restless. Nervous energy prevented her from returning to her earlier activity. Deciding she'd never be able to get back into her book, Phoebe picked up the still-warm phone. She dialed Paige's cell phone number from memory and listened to the ring.

"Hello," Paige answered, rather breathlessly. Phoebe raised her eyebrows. Suggestive comments immediately ruptured in her head, making her grin.

"Paige, sorry to interrupt your obviously vigorous engagement," she began teasingly, "but I figured you could get your... excersize in some other time. I've got some interesting news to tell you!"

Paige took a deep breath. She didn't know whether to laugh or yell. Deciding on the former, she assumed her most sarcastic expression, completely ignoring the fact that her sister couldn't see it. "Well, Phoebe," she countered, "I actually can't get my excersize later. You see, he's going out of town today. This was his going away party."

Phoebe nearly choked. Was she serious? She coudn't be. Could she? "Wel...I...I'm...," Phoebe stammered uncertainly. Paige burst into giggles. "Oh...you," she scolded, laughing.

"Hey, you started it," Paige told her smugly, "I jsut happen to be better at it than you are."

Phoebe stopped laughing long enough to get riled up. "Trust me, you aren't," she returned, a taunting edge to her tone, "If I happen to let you win sometimes, that is only so you'll continue to try. What fun would it be for me if you stopped playing?"

Paige made a childish sound, pretending to sulk. Phoebe heard the pout in her voice and nearly smiled. She wished she could see the look on her sister's face. "So, anyway, what were you going to tell me?," Paige asked, recovering from their earlier bickering.

"Oh yeah!," Phoebe exclaimed, surprised she'd managed to forget, if only briefly, "Some guy wants to make P3 into a CHAIN of P3s!"

"Wait! Are you serious?," Paige demanded incredulously. Phoebe nodded solemnly, remembered that Paige couldn't see the nod, and stopped, embarrassed.

"As a demon attack," Phoebe answered, smiling, "So Piper is going to be out of town for the weekend, attending seminars and getting educated on expansion."

"Well, other than Piper being out of town, this is great news!," Paige exulted, "So P3 is having little P3s? Aw, I'm so proud." Phoebe laughed and rolled her eyes. Sometimes, Paige was the most immature person she knew. Then, she remembered how well she knew herself.

"So, when are you getting home?," Phoebe asked suddenly, "Because I was thinking we should do something...stay in and watch movies...something, jsut the two of us. What do you think?"

"Sounds wonderful," Paige returned, "Especially after the day I've had. See you in say...three and a half hours?"

"I'll be here," Phoebe assured pleasantly.

"Ok. Love ya sis," Paige replied. Phoebe echoed her last words and hung up on her end. Grinning, she began to plan her now-full evening. We'll watch some movies, namely Kill It Before It dies. Now that Piper is gone, I don't have to listen to her whine about watching "a horror movie with horrible dialogue and corny actors". That's a plus. So why do I feel so strange about her absence?, Phoebe asked herself, trying to shake the feeling. Frightening though it was, she couldn't seem to come up with an acceptable reason. Instead, she brushed it aside and focused on the fun she would be having in jsut a few hours. Piper was perfectly fine.

Piper couldn't breathe, not even enough to sustain herself. Nothing she tried eased the pressure in her chest, which only succeeded in making the unobtainable oxygen even harder to reach. Struggling to stay calm, she focused her thoughts on happy memories, anything to take her mind off of the blinding panic which consumed her. He was going to hurt her, torture her, and she knew, jsut as she knew she would not be escaping, that she deserved the impending pain. The knowledge horrified her, registered in her mind as a realization of childhood fear, but it never occured to her as wrong.

Matt watched her carefully, enjoying the easily-read emotions playing across her face. He had never expected her to be quite this effortlessly convinced. God had known. Piper was perfect for His plan, Matt shouldn't have been surprised by the turn of events. A voice whispered commands to him, making him go completely still. He had to concentrate. Then, he moved, obeying God's voice.

"Piper," he whispered, caressing her hips in long, pleasurable motions. Piper nearly gagged. He was repulsive to her, but he barely noticed. "I'm going to cleanse you from your former life, my angel. Then, we can continue with God's plans for you. Are you ready to move forward in our new life?," he asked her gently. He didn't care about her response, his desire was too strong. Piper groaned, starting to cry silently. For a moment, he wondered why God would tell him to do this, when he could only remember passages from the Bible, isisting this very action was wrong. Swiftly, he banished those thoughts. She needed him to do this. God had told him to do this. He longed to do this. So, he did, while Piper screamed and begged for him to stop.

AN: Hope y'all enjoyed this chapter...Jsut so you know, the story won't be centered around the rape. It is jsut one of the many horrors to come...*smiles evilly* Review please!!!!!!!!!!!!