A/N: Ahhh, yes. As you can see by the title, there is going to be heaps of kissing here. Lime? Maybe... but very very slight. And there are two parts, because it was getting long for just one chapter. Also, coz I might not have enough time, now that I've started work, and I've been kind of distracted by a certain AWESOME as movie, like AVATAR. [Has anyone seen it? It's EPIC!] Currently obsessing about it, and I might need to write a one-shot about it to get it out of my system. Seriously, that movie just sticks to your head like awesomely slimy bubble gum. XD Anyway, enough of my musings. I'm sure you probably skipped this thing when you read the title so... Hahaha...

Bythe way. Given this chapter, and what I think I'm heading to in the long run, the rating might change to M. Yes. M. For reasons you might probably know. Just warning you ahead of time, because you might not be able to find it on the basic search anymore. ^_^ And yes, now I shall shut up. Enjoy!

DISCLAIMER: These characters are simply borrowed for my own personal gain and amusement. I repeat: BORROWED. That good for 'ya?

Chapter Five - Kiss Me

Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance
Silver moon's sparkling…
So kiss me

- Kiss Me (Sixpence None The Richer)

"Piper, you need to stop spinning for a moment and have fun…" Prue heard Leo by the other side of the counter.

As was expected, Piper was at the bar, serving drinks like a maniac. Walking towards them, she sat down on one of the stools. "He's right Piper," she added as her sister poured a concoction of drinks on a glass. "It's your club! Dance, be merry!"

"I can't. These drinks are not gonna serve themselves!" Piper answered. The club was packed with so many people. It was like Valentine's Day, except in November.

Sixpence None The Richer had been hard to book, but seeing tonight's crowd had been worth it. So many people had come, and some were still coming in. P3 had been a bit down ever since she took that whole month of vacation 'up there' and they were still recovering. Even though Prue and Phoebe had managed to keep it going, it was more of like hanging in the lifeline rather than anything else. Today, she happened to get a stroke of luck and managed to book them before Christmas. It was almost like a small miracle.

"Piper…" Leo said, in his most adoring voice.

Piper just looked at him. "Don't use that voice on me! I can't Leo, there's just too much to do…" she told him.

"But, Piper…" he said again, this time combining it with a little pout that made him look cuter.

Prue smiled at the exchange. Piper, who was still trying to mix up another drink couldn't help looking at Leo and his little antic. Ever since 'they' had let him come back, they'd tried to cherish every moment together. Sighing, Piper finally agreed. "One song. And then I'll have to get back."

As if on cue, the chords of the next song started to resonate through the amplifiers of the band and onto the listening ears of the crowd. Leo smiled and waited for Piper to come out from behind the counter and led her to dance. The guitar strums gave everyone an ambiance of familiarity and warmth… Something romantic was coming their way. People in the dance floor who recognized the song immediately started clapping while the others got their partners to dance. The first lines of the song set the mood.

"This one's for the couples!" announced Leigh Nash on the mike.

Kiss me, out of the bearded barley…

Lightly, beside the green, green grass

Swing, swing, swing the spinning wear those shoes and I will wear that dress, oh…

Prue took her camera and adjusted the lenses for better lighting and focus, setting the frame on one of the band member's guitars. The different colored lights in the dark room was great for taking pictures and she was glad they'd given her this particular assignment. 415 was publishing an article featuring the hottest clubs in San Francisco. What better way to promote your sister's club than to sneak it into one of the most popular magazines in the city? If only she wasn't feeling a bit mushy with all the romanticism and gooey eyes around her. It just rubbed in the fact that she was actually working on a Friday night, with no date to speak of whatsoever. Could this night get any sadder?

And then she saw Phoebe and Cole on the dance floor through her lenses. I had to ask… she snapped sarcastically in her head. She got off the stool and left her empty glass on the counter to look for another angle to find. She was much too distracted setting the exposure on her camera when she bumped into the couple she had been observing before.

"Oh, I'm so sorry!"

"Prue!" Phoebe exclaimed when she turned around. "What'cha doing?" her youngest sister gritted between her teeth in a hinting tone, still smiling. Clearly, she'd just interrupted a romantic moment. Prue smiled apologetically.

Cole, who was on the other side, gestured with one hand , while the other still on Phoebe's waist. "Hi!"

Prue gave him a nod. "Hi… Sorry to interrupt." she apologized again. "I was just gonna take a picture of you guys."

"Oooh sure!" Phoebe agreed, ready to pose.

Cole shifted in his place, a bit hesitant. "Uh, I'm not exactly the most photogenic guy." he said.

"What are you talking about?" Phoebe said, looking up to him. "You could pass for a model!"

"Is that true now, Ms. Phoebe Halliwell?" he asked her grinning. Prue tried to look away as their flirting got worse.

"Very, very true, Mr. Cole Turner…" she smiled back at him in the same manner.

"Eherm…" Prue cleared her throat. "Yeah, hi? Big sister still here."

"Oh, yeah… Sorry. Forgot you were there…" said Phoebe, still looking at Cole. Prue didn't know which was worse: that the perv was flirting with her sister or that she didn't have a date to flirt with herself. Rolling her eyes she put the camera up in front of her face to capture their blissful moment.

"Okay, steady now…" she said while behind the camera, adjusting the focus. Watching them look into each other's eyes all happy and dreamy behind the lenses, she had to bite down the feeling of jealousy that came onto her. Focusing the camera, everything else went blurry except for the two of them dancing and she took a picture. Moving quickly on to the other side, she snapped another one from a different angle. If it didn't make the magazine, they would at least have a picture together.

Then, all of the sudden, everything in the room went dark. All of the lights went out and the band stopped playing. The flash on her camera was the last light she saw before everything else went into darkness. Prue lowered the camera from her face and looked around, trying to see.

"Phoebe? Cole?" she called out amidst the confusion. Everyone in the room including the band became restless and nervous, which made it harder for everyone to find anyone.

She tried calling out again. "Pipe-?"

But her sentence was cut short by a pair of lips attacking her mouth. Her eyes widened in surprise at the sudden contact. What the? Stiffening, her hands drew together and tried to push whoever it was away, but all the person did was place a hand on the small of her back to keep her still and press her even closer against him. His other hand went to her wrists on his chest and held them there while he focused on the kiss. She did not know what was happening but she kept struggling against her captor, which made everything worse. Her body rubbed against his in all the right places and tilted her head to a more open position. All she knew was that there was a guy, a very strong guy who wouldn't let her move an inch and who was slowly making her melt on the spot. His lips ravaged hers, violent, slow and passionate. She hadn't been kissed like that in a very long time: hard and sensuous, merciless and scorching; the kiss coaxed her to respond. The urge to fight or even use her powers against him went out the window when he took her lower lip and bit it softly, sending a powerful jolt down her back. Soothing the pain, he ran the tip of his tongue across her lip, exactly where he'd nipped her. Soon enough, she closed her eyes and let go.

Brush met another brush and she gave back what she'd received in full force. The heat just kept building, his hand caressing her back, finding the hem of her low-cut blouse and slipping in a warm hand. He kissed her like she was a drug and he was an addict who had been deprived of for a very, very long time. And just when she was about to open her mouth and deepen the kiss…

He pulled away.

A tiny moan of protest escaped her lips when she was left hanging by the brink. No… Not yet! she moaned in her head. Frowning at the loss, Prue opened her eyes and saw nothing, only darkness. And then, almost blindingly, the power came back on again and the lights started flashing. Everyone looked unsettled, trying to find people.

"It's okay! It's okay!" she heard Piper's voice in the distance. "Just a minor power cut, that's all!"

Everything looked hazy and blurred, like she was drunk or something. Watching the blurry faces looking at her, she recognized Piper and Phoebe.

"Prue…?" Phoebe's voice echoed in her head. She sounded so far away. "Are you alright?"

Feeling even dizzier, she did not hear Cole or Piper's voice joining Phoebe's. Their faces floated for a flimsy moment before her eyes finally closed and she lost consciousness. The last thought within her mind whispered a question: Who was the guy who kissed her?

"That went splendidly well…" Cole mused, seated in his office desk. "Report this to the Triad." He motioned at his shadow, who detached itself from his reflected pose on the wall and disappeared silently out the window.

The first step was done. And done beautifully. The demon had been transferred inside her without any problems. Although she had fainted and Piper and Phoebe would probably be worried, they wouldn't suspect a thing out of him, and she wouldn't be able to say anything about him at all. The timing was just perfect… he couldn't have asked for a better moment. He just felt… good. Especially after that searing kiss. Too bad she was going to die. The witch was actually not a bad kisser. Not bad at all… It had almost made him wish he didn't have to stop. He could've kissed her all night, and probably done more. What harm could it do bedding the witch?

Don't get too cocky. You can't fail again.

The Triad hadn't been too happy about the fiasco with the time traveling during All Hallow's Eve. Then again, they did have to admit it was a bit too farfetched. The other side would have obviously been alerted to their plans. Changing everything since 1670 would definitely be too radical a change they would not allow, especially when dealing with one of the most powerful forces of good they had come up against in centuries. His rhetoric though had been pretty good, considering they'd given him another chance and he wasn't dead yet.

This time he'd just have to target the Charmed Ones' most powerful link.

Prue Halliwell.

"Morning!" Prue's cheery voice greeted from the hallway.

Piper and Phoebe looked up from their cups of coffee. The Saturday morning's sun shone through the window curtains, giving a cheerful look inside the kitchen. Prue had just come down in her robes, with her pajamas still on, looking well rested and perky. Not like she had fainted last night in the middle of the nightclub at all.

"Hey, morning hun." Greeted Phoebe.

"Yeah, good morning indeed." Added Piper. "How are you?" she asked in a concerned voice.

Prue went to the kitchen counter and took some already-toasted bread out of the toaster. "I'm fine, actually. How are you?"

Piper and Phoebe gave each other a look. There was clearly something wrong. "You don't remember anything about last night?" Phoebe asked.

"Uh, no actually. Why?" she asked as she moved down to reach for the water boiler.

"Why? Prue, you fainted in the middle of the dance floor." Piper deadpanned.

Phoebe motioned at Piper. "Maybe she did hit her head… Like, really hard." she said, sipping on her mug.

"But Leo healed her." Piper answered Phoebe, said puzzled. "Doesn't it cure concussions and whatever damage it might have done?"

"I dunno, maybe he didn't do it properly?" Phoebe answered. "Leo?" she called out to the ceiling.

Not looking up from the boiling water she was pouring on her cup, Prue finished making her coffee and sat down on the kitchen table. "Hey, hey, no need to call Leo. I'm fine! See?" Prue said, smiling at them for effect.

A swirl of blue orb lights appeared by the door to the kitchen anyway, materializing into Leo. "What's up?"

"Nothing's up." Prue answered. "You guys just worry too much." She said facing her sisters.

"She can't remember anything from last night." Answered Phoebe.

Prue picked the piece of toast she brought with her. "Hey! I do too!" she protested while munching on the bread.

Piper looked at her. "Do not." she mimicked her tone and the way she said it with her mouth full. Prue just snickered at her.

"Do too!" Prue said back, more insistently.

"Oh, yeah? Okay, then can you tell us what happened last night?" Challenged Phoebe, as Piper and Leo listened intently for the answer.

Prue paused for a moment, swallowing the piece of toast. "I got kissed."

"You got what?" the sisters asked almost simultaneously. "By whom?" Piper asked.

Prue tried to brace herself for the series of bombarded questions that were going to come her way when she answered that particular question. "I… don't know."

Piper and Phoebe just looked at her shocked at what they were hearing. "You don't know? How? When? You didn't see him? How could you not have possibly seen him!"

Prue got up from where she was sitting and headed for the sun room while Piper and Phoebe walked around her, freaking out. "Is that why you fainted? Did he do anything to you?" they continued, their voices alternating between questions.

"Uh, girls, I think we should let her talk?" said Leo who had followed them from the kitchen, interrupting their interrogation and into the sunroom. Prue had managed to sit down on one of the couches, still sipping her coffee. "One question at a time. Piper?"

"Heey! How come she gets to go first?" protested Phoebe.

"'Cause I'm older. Shush!" said Piper. "So, how again could you not have seen him?"

Prue shifted in her seat. "It was very dark. I didn't see a thing." She couldn't believe that was the answer. It sounded so irresponsible in her head.

"It must've happened during the power cut." Leo commented.

"Did he do anything to you? Besides the kissing of course…" Phoebe asked.

"Uh… No, not really." Prue frowned, trying to remember. "All I know is that he kissed me. And then when the lights came back on, he was gone, as if he hadn't been there at all."

"Okay…" Piper tried to process.

Phoebe sat down on the couch beside her and jumped forward with a pillow. "So how was the kiss?" she asked, excited. "Was it soft and tentative…? Or was it like a 'I gotta have you now' kind of thing?"

Trust Phoebe to ask these kind of things.

"Phoebe!" chided Piper. "How could you even ask that! For all we know, this could be a very dangerous guy!"

Phoebe just scoffed at her. "Pfft. As if you don't want to know," she said. Piper just gave her a silent ha-ha gesture.

"Piper's right. He must've done something to her to make her faint afterwards." Leo commented. "And if worse came to worst, it could even be a demon…"

"Okay. So we'll check the Book of Shadows later!" Phoebe said. "Now, back to my question. How was it?"

They all rolled their eyes. "If you must know…" Prue smiled, looking down at the cushion in her arms. "It was very, very good…" she ended in a quiet whisper.

Her younger sisters gasped. Leo just looked on, amused but slightly worried. It was something to get kissed by a stranger, it was another to faint because of it. A kiss couldn't have been that good, could it?

"Anyways, as much as I'd love to describe to you the details of my private life," Prue said getting off the couch with her empty cup of coffee. "I need to get going now. Those pictures have a deadline!"

The glass doors slid automatically to the side when Cole entered 415. The building looked metallic on the outside, the whole outer core full of mirrors. It wasn't too big, but enough to probably house a small enterprise and compete with the buildings beside it. Standing by the lobby, he waited, lurking by the walls, careful not to draw attention. People came in and out of the sliding doors, a line waited at the reception, while a bunch more came out of the elevators. After five more minutes of waiting, he saw what he'd been waiting for.

Prue rummaged through her bag, trying to find the envelope with all the pictures she'd managed to develop this morning. Coming into the building, Cole observed her, trying to see if the essence had started taking effect. Looking up from her bag, she noticed the people coming in and out of the elevators. It's a Saturday, people. Why aren't you guys at home enjoying the sun? she thought to herself. Probably because of the same reason you're here, her conscience answered back. She just couldn't stop thinking about that kiss. That had been the most passionate, most fulfilling and most hunger-driven one she'd ever had in a while. The only one she could remember that could compare was probably Andy and her back in high school, and that was a very, very long time ago. Just thinking about it made kept her on fire.

"Hi Prue! How was your assignment?"

Startled, she glanced beside her towards the guy who had spoken up and she saw Diego, one of the photographers for the sports' section.

"Oh hi! I-It was good, yeah, got 'em right here." She said, showing him the manila envelope. Is it me, or are those lips just… A wave of lust came to her. Her body grew even hotter, no thanks either to what she had been thinking about just a few seconds ago.

Cole did not take his eyes off of her for a moment. If the essence was going to take effect, it should be right about now, with that man setting off the trigger.

"Looks good. That's your sister's club isn't it?" he asked, checking out the pictures inside the envelope.

Prue's eyes darkened. Maybe if I could just see? There's no harm in trying right…?

"Come here…" she said in a low husky voice. Taking the manila envelope from his hands and dropping it on the floor, she grabbed his face and pulled him towards her, kissing him with as much passion as she wanted to receive.

No, no, no… The kiss felt bland. There was no fire, no thrill, no life. This was not it at all. Pulling out of the kiss, she frowned at the lack of air. She bent over a bit, gasping for air and soon enough the drowning sensation went away.

"Whoah! Prue, I'm sorry but… uh, I have girlfriend!" exclaimed Diego, who was also breathless. "But that! That was… phew… that was amazing!"

Her eyes almost bulged out of their sockets, realizing what she'd just done. "Oh my god! Oh my god! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to do that! I don't know what came over me!"

Cole grinned from a distance. He had to admit she was a pretty good kisser. One of the perks for this little spell, I guess. He'd felt the kiss. Every single little bit about it. The guy was probably seeing stars right now. He would too, if he were not a demon, but that was quite good advantage. Getting distracted right now would be a mistake he couldn't afford to make, and Prue was strong. She wouldn't be easy to take down. The sisters would probably figure it out, but not before she died of course. He watched as she panicked and probably sprouted apologies like confetti, picking the manila folder up from the floor and running to the elevators like she was being chased by the devil himself.

Five hours later, they had managed to leave the house for a walk in the park. Relaxation and fun was to be the theme of the afternoon. No work, a successful night… Not a demon in sight, and just the perfect sunny autumn weather: not too hot, but not too cold either. Golden Gate Park had been one of the familiar places they'd been going to since they could remember. It was here that they first managed to scrape their knees, learned how to ride a bike, go on picnics… Where Prue and Andy shared their first kiss… Where Phoebe had spied in on them and told Grams. It was place full of memories indeed.

"When did you say Cole was gonna come?" Piper asked Phoebe while walking. They had decided to take a break and celebrate a bit from the whole demon-hunting thing. Leo walked with his arm draped around her in a very sweet gesture.

"Soon." answered Phoebe on the other side of the cobble-stoned pathway. "He said he just needed to check something out first and then he'd have the afternoon off."

They were heading for the big spread of grass by the lake where they could relax and have a picnic. Many people, families, couples, kids, and teenagers in their usual groups were hanging out around the lake, which also had a playground nearby. Guys barely in their twenties were perched up the skateboard ramps, where they laughed and hung out as if they were on top of the world. Everyone was clearly taking advantage of the day to relax. Finding a spot near the playground and right beside the lake, they laid out their picnic blanket and Leo put the basket on top.

Phoebe scanned her surroundings, trying to see where Cole might be coming from, while Leo and Piper were busy cuddling and being all cute. From a distance she saw a couple making out. The outline of the woman seemed vaguely memorable, although her face was half covered by the guy's helmet. The long black hair, her frame, and maybe even her clothing did resemble her. She could swear Prue had the exact same jacket as the lady. She'd definitely say it was Prue, were it not for the obviously very heated make out session the lady was having with one of the skater boys. Her older sister was not one to go for guys like him, much less randomly kiss people in the middle of the park. That's just so un-Prue-like.

"Hey, is that Prue?" asked Leo, who seemed to have spotted the same couple.

Phoebe glanced back at him to answer. "Was thinking the exact same thing, but nah… Maybe me in high school, but definitely not Prue." she dismissed.

"No Phoebe, look!" Piper pointed at them. "It is Prue!"

"What?" Phoebe whipped her head back to the same direction. The lady had pulled out from the kiss, and was now shaking her head, her hands on her mouth, mortified and panting. When Phoebe looked at her face, her jaw dropped like a block of lead from a two-storey building. It was Prue. What was even more unbelievable was that her supposedly sensible and responsible sister, the epitome of decorum and composure, had stopped and stared at another guy coming her way. And with that, she just promptly kissed him as well, never mind that the girlfriend was right there on his arm who was too indignant to do something. The sisters could not believe what was happening either. Moving fast, Leo got up from his comfortable position with Piper and ran to Prue who was getting berated by the guy's girlfriend.

Piper and Phoebe watched them, still in awe, but now a bit more amused and worried. Leo came back with the offender after pacifying the angry girlfriend. They could only imagine what he said to the couple. The guy though didn't look like he was complaining, although Prue still looked mortified and something else.

"Okay. What was THAT?" asked Piper, eyes wide to emphasize her point. Prue sat down slowly on the picnic blanket, her face pale.

"Did you lose your keys down that guy's throat or something?" asked Phoebe, a bit more sarcastically, poking fun on her sister. It wasn't every day your older sister was more irresponsible than you.

Prue was still looking a bit dazed, but managed to focus when Piper shook her a bit. "Hey, kissing beauty! Here!"

"Oh. Hi." Prue said waking up from her haze. "What's up?"

Piper and Phoebe gave each other a look. Rearranging the relaxed positions, they sat down in front of Prue as close as possible. "Is there something you would like to tell us?" Phoebe asked.

"Like, why are you acting like a hormonal teenager all of a sudden?" Piper pitched in.

Prue stared back at them, "I just wanted to know what it'd be like to kiss the guy! Is that so bad?" she asked them back.

"Hey guys!"

The voice came from above their heads. Looking up, they saw Cole in his usual suit, smiling down on them, but mostly on Phoebe.

"Cole!" Phoebe exclaimed, getting up. "You're here!" she said, a bit surprised but with controlled enthusiasm. If Prue was on a kissing rampage, all their boyfriends here were in danger. She wondered why she hadn't attacked Leo yet.

Piper who was still observing Prue, tried to figure out what was happening to her sister. With this, she saw her eyes darken, dead-set on Cole who was giving Phoebe a hello kiss. Oh hell no!

"Prue?" she called out to her. "Prue! Don't!" she tried whispering as harshly as possible so Prue could hear her but not the couple beside them.

Prue was in some sort of trance. She could hear Piper, but she was miles away. The only thing she needed to do was find that guy who kissed her, and if she needed to kiss every single guy in the world, then so be it. Slowly getting up, she was determined to pry Phoebe off. She felt lust and desire, but something else. Anger. Angry at the fact that Cole was kissing someone else. Angry because it was supposed to be her and not this… this lady.

Get off of him… she thought. And with that she put her arm on Phoebe flung her to the side. The control on her powers had blurred and the force was enough to throw Phoebe to the ground.

"Leo!" Piper said, looking at him. He knew what to do. Going behind Prue, he put his arms around her to stop her.

"No!" she moaned as if in pain. She struggled with Leo, trying to release herself from his grip. Phoebe, got up and went to Cole.

"I think you should go… Uh, Prue's not feeling too well today." she said to him, apologetically.

Cole was looking at Prue. I shouldn't have come too close. "Yeah…" he agreed. It was much to dangerous. "Call me?"

"Yeah," she said, giving him a brief kiss on the cheek. "I'll see you later…"

As Cole left the scene, Prue started to calm down. Leo, who was still holding her, loosened his grip and her head fell down to her chest.

"What's gotten into her?" Phoebe asked annoyed. She had been right about the boyfriend theory. Although Cole wasn't exactly her boyfriend yet, it was common knowledge that she liked him, and Prue knew that very well, so this would count.

"I don't know, but we better go home." Piper said, "I bet the Book of Shadows has something to say about this."

She was getting weaker, and that was good. He was still trying to control this power he had over her, but he would not make another mistake. This time he would just have to disappear from Phoebe for a couple of days and keep his distance until the curse took full force. If a hundred meters was enough to awaken the curse inside of her, then a hundred meters from her would have to do.

Tonight, he would enforce the curse.

Prue opened her eyes. She was still in her room, dark and lit only by the moonlight outside shining through her window. The white curtain waved at the wind coming in. She frowned, rubbing her eyes. No wonder it's so cold. Not bothering to put her robe on, she got out from under the covers and walked quickly to the windows to close them. A chill went down her spine when a voice whispered in her ear.

"Don't be afraid…" he said. "Do you recognize me?"

Prue's first instinct was to turn around, but a pair of strong arms held her in place and hugged her from behind. Closing her eyes, she did not feel fear, but a sense of tranquility.

"Yes…" she answered him. She felt like she had found what she'd been looking for all day, and for some reason, she did recognize him, which soothed her instead of frightened her.

"Of all the things I have seen, things from centuries past, you are the most beautiful." he said in a low voice. His hand trailed over her long raven black hair, his fingers tangling themselves between the soft locks to put it aside on her right shoulder and show the porcelain white skin of her neck. His lips barely touched her skin, and his breath tickled her.

His mouth went to the shell of her ear. "I feel as though I've waited all my life to meet you, to know you, to have you."

His hand trailed a path of fire down her right shoulder, taking the strap of her nightgown along, down her arms, to her waist… Her hip… Her thigh. The hunger she had felt before increased by a tenfold and quickly, she finally turned around to kiss him. She didn't care what he looked like or who he was, or what he was doing there. Those questions could be answered later… She only wanted to feel what she'd felt last night and that was the only thing that mattered right now. Their lips touched and she felt like she was going to burst. Soon enough, they were in a heated battle. The kiss was passionate, hungry, almost desperate. Her arms wound themselves around his neck to bring herself even closer to him, pressing her body against his. His hands roamed her back, caressing through her nightgown, a hand cradling her neck while the other explored uncharted territory.

Little by little, she started to feel the need for air, except the need for his kiss was close in competition. Finally, when she could almost not take it anymore, she tried pulling out and catch her much need breath, but instead finding out that she could not breathe anyway. Her eyes filled with fear when she opened them. He had disappeared, the spell broken when she broke the kiss, but the feeling of suffocation persisted.

Air! I need air! her mind screamed, trying to will her lungs to take the oxygen in. Bending over, clutching her neck and chest, she felt the lightheadedness. Soon she would lose consciousness and die.

"No…" she tried to say with a choked voice, while tears fell down her cheeks.

And just before the moment she felt herself slipping away… She woke up.

A/N: And there's part one folks! Want part two? Then review! [ah crap, I'm rhyming again XD] But yes, I'm serious. No reviews, no next chapter. Mwahahhaha! XD