A/N: Hello again pepods. Hope your all good.

Wrote this part up rather qickly, I think but that's why it's kinda short.

Hope you like...although not sure if you will.

3. Conversations With Evil

"You make me sick." Jaden sneered, letting go of Prue's shoulders. He watched a smirk appear on her face, as she slinked over to a chair in the corner of her chambers.

"Hmm, I feel the same Ja." Prue mocked him again, while casually lounging on the slightly uncomfortable chair.

Jaden moved further in the room and stood above her, growing increasingly pissed off with the names she called him. "For someone who used to dedicate her existence to good, you can sure be a bitch."

Prue laughed, "As you said, Ja, 'used to'. Plus if you wasn't such a suck up and an egomaniac, maybe I wouldn't be such a bitch. I mean the Source has you whipped."

His jaw clenched again, even against his minds protests for it not to. It gave Prue too much pleasure and he knew it. "Egomaniac? You're a fine one to talk. I'm not the one that parades around here trying to prove my parlour tricks are special."

"My so called parlour tricks have saved your ass more than I care to count. Also not all of my powers are parlour tricks, I mean maybe I should speak to the Source about this…after all he did give them to me." Prue replied, standing up and preparing to leave the room, until Jaden gripped her arm.

"As I said, a bitch." he spat through his teeth.

Prue, once again, ran her finger along his clenched jaw, letting him know she had him where she wanted him. "Takes one to know one, Ja." she whispered with a sadistic smile.

"You really do belong here." Jaden sneered, wondering if there was actually any of the Charmed One left.

"..And that's what pisses you off the most." she continued to taunt him.

It had been a kind of ritual since she arrived. At first he was cruel to her and insured she knew there was no escape. He was, as she had put it, the Source's errand-boy, which meant he had the pleasure of watching over her.

He took fun in her misery and then slowly Prue somehow became less concerned with her good heritage, becoming more active in the Source's bidding. Only little things at first, until she found a distaste for her previous lifestyle and felt privileged to be asked as opposed to other demons and warlocks, like Jaden.

Realisation dawned, that it was near impossible to ever leave this place, so instead she welcomed it. She wasn't sure if spells had been used or potions and if she was honest, she didn't care. Prue Halliwell felt free.

As payment for all of Jaden's early taunts and mind games, however, Prue made him the victim of her spiteful tongue, which now had became a regular occurrence between them.

"I admit, I miss the days of the 'I'm good and will always remain good'speech." he sniggered.

"That's because in that part of our relationship, you wore the trousers. Now however, I have to say, you have a lovely pair of legs." she looked down at his covered legs, then back to his face, knowing that once again she had got under his skin.

Jaden let go off her arm, as he bristled at the remark. "I knew you were always checking me out." he sniggered to try and hide the embarrassment he felt from the underlining meaning in her words.

"In your dreams, Ja….and considering your in my chambers at such an unsociable hour, I believe it's the other way round." Prue smiled pleasantly, although ridicule danced in her eyes.

"Every hour with you is unsociable." he spat back, taking a seat in the chair Prue had used earlier.

"Then why do you insist on coming here and taunting me with your captivating personality and breathtaking good-looks?" she remarked dramatically, while taking a seat on his lap as he had rudely made himself at home.

Momentarily losing his voice due to her actions, Prue took full opportunity to push Jaden to the edge. "Come on, Ja, show me what your made of." she whispered in his ear.

Suddenly Prue found herself picked up roughly and then dropped back on the chair, while Jaden remained standing, looking more than flustered. Prue sat with an amused smile on her face, while she ran a finger over her bottom lip.

Prue couldn't deny that Jaden was attractive but she hated the guy and thrived on making his life a nightmare when he was around her. She loved when he got all embarrassed and wide-eyed.

"Well I wasn't expected that but…." she teased.

"Shut it!" Jaden barked back, "I'm not in the mood for your games, Prue."

"Fine, Jaden. What are you doing here then? 'cause I'm certainly not in the mood for your company either." Prue shot back, slightly miffed at the tone he had used. Sometimes he took the fun right out of everything.

He glared at her for a short time, while she inspected her nails, waiting for a response. We should have killed her when we had the chance, he thought bitterly.

Prue looked up at him at that moment, making Jaden believe she had heard his thoughts. "Well?" she pressed.

"You have an assignment…"

"It's about time, do you realise I have been stuck here for almost a month? I would like to breath none stale, demon free air for a while." Prue replied.

Jaden rolled his eyes. "If you hadn't almost been spotted by that whitelighter, you would have been able to get out ages ago. Your supposed to remain secret, remember?"

"How was I meant to know the whitelighter was on their way?…and anyway I got out, didn't I?"

"Barely." he replied with a mutter.

"Still, I got out and it's not like anyone's came looking for me since." Prue shot back.

"Personally, I don't blame them. I would be glad when your gone." Jaden faked a smile towards her.

Prue mirrored the expression. "You would miss me, why else would you insist on coming all the way down here to tell me in person?"

He glared in response, knowing she would twist what ever answer he gave her. "It was either me or Earl."

She considered this for a brief moment. "Okay, I would prefer to make your day hellish…Earl is too nice for his own good. Plus your jaw does the cutest thing when you get all angry and frustrated." Prue grinned, watching as his indignant expression took control of his features. "..see?" she laughed.

"Right, you can find out from the Source." Jaden responded, getting annoyed at the constant games.

"Nooo, no, no, no, no." Prue tried not to laugh, while jumping up from the chair and grabbing his arm. "Come on, we've exchanged pleasantries now... Tell me."

Jaden smiled, having her right where he wanted and liking the change. "Your right, the air is rather stale in here." he replied, then began to leave the chamber.

"I'm impressed, Errand-boy just grew a backbone…Can you give the Source's butt an extra kiss from me, please?" Prue called after him.

Jaden spun at the words and lunged back towards her. "You treed on thin ice." he sneered through his teeth again, while pinning Prue to the wall with one hand.

"My assignment?" she asked nicely, acting as if she wasn't pinned to a wall by a very pissed of warlock.

Despite himself, Jaden smiled. "I hope your ready to go home."

A/N: Dum, dum, dum...

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