A/N: Hi guys. New update for you.

Now I know some of you are hating the Jaden/Prue stuff but please bare with it. Everything will work out, lol.

Anyway below is what you came to read so...

17. Facing the Consequences

Prue carefully made her way through the darkened halls towards her bedroom, still wrapped in the soft and comforting towel. She remained as quiet as possible, not wanting to be confronted by the endless questions her sisters had.

Closing the door firmly behind her, Prue walked over to the bedside lamp, which illuminated the majority of the room in a soft glow.

Sighing heavily, she then went to her set of draws, ignoring the discarded jacket laying mockingly on the chair.

Why now? Why when I am so close? she thought bitterly.

As she pulled her chosen nightwear out, see felt a cold and unwanted presence envelope the room. She wanted to hide. Never before in her life had she wanted to run and hide so much but yet her feet refused to move as she kept still.

"You left."

His voice was calm and small, which worried Prue since she had tried to prepare herself for a smug, gloating attitude.

Releasing her breath softly, she closed the draw firmly, clothing still in hand and turned to face the darkened corner where he stood. It was then Prue noticed her own jacket laying haphazardly on her bed, where he had obviously thrown it.

"I wasn't up for an encore." she reproached, keeping her eyes anywhere but on the warlock.

Jaden stepped out from the shadow and took steady steps towards her, causing Prue to glance with a glare, trying to still him from any further movement. However the expression did nothing to prevent his advance.

"Who said I was?" Jaden spat in a low voice, standing in front of Prue, who was instantly aware of her state of dress…or lack there of.

She recovered her venomous glare and flicked her head up to meet his overbearing stare. "What do you want?"

"Now, now Prue, calm yourself." Jaden mocked, feeling elated by her loss of confidence around him. He finally felt in control of the former Charmed One. Even when he had been her captor, a part of him never obtained the control he now experienced.

With this feeling, he brought his index finger down on the scaring he had caused and gently run his finger along the mark, while his eyes followed his motion.

Prue's, however, remained on his face, trying not to recoil at the simplest of touches.

"What do you want Jaden?" she repeated, frozen in place.

"I came for my jacket." he huskily responded, finally allowing the smug grin to appear across his lips.

"It's on the chair."

Jaden's grin grew and he released a soft laugh, while he moved his hand up to Prue's face, brushing her hair behind her ear. "You look tired, you should sleep." he mocked.

Slowly he walked over to the chair and picked up his jacket, before he shimmered out of sight.

Prue lett out an infuriated breath and threw her clothing on the floor in anger.

She was far from being able to sleep.

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Cole kept a firm eye on Prue as she danced to the music, which blared through out the club. Lights flashed and smoke was the intoxicating air shared by the crowded confides around them.

The ex-demon had heard movement from the eldest Halliwell earlier that night and when he checked to see what the noise had been, he only found an empty bedroom. Having believed she had went to bed, he thought it was best he tried to find her.

It had been a shock however to find her entering a club, which was not P3.

Cole kept a distance, as he planned on neither Prue nor her sisters finding out he was following her. It was purely out of worry, as he could not bare to see Phoebe distraught as she had been previously. Added to the fact he felt responsible for what had happened before, he wanted to protect Prue as she had done for Phoebe….and him.

Still, he could not figure out Prue's current mood. Why had she left so late and why so secretive? It was strange occurrence to him and all he could work out was that she looked somewhat happy, in control.

He pitted the male population that had formed around her. They had no idea of what they were trying to obtain. Cole couldn't help but laugh softly at their somewhat naïve efforts.

Cole sipped his cold beer, remaining alert to Prue and her surroundings.

How different would it be if I had went for Prue instead of Phoebe? he mused to himself, with an inner chuckle. For a start, she wouldn't be dancing with anyone but me like that.

Suddenly he noticed what he had been dreading.

He watched as someone pulled on Prue's arm forcefully. Not just anyone. The warlock. Jaden.

Cole moved from his seat instantly and followed with difficulty, trying to push through the crowd. Some cursed his rude movements but he gave little care, as he watched Prue being pulled through the mass of people.

"Hey handsome. Wanna dance?" one woman asked, stepping right in front of his path, placing her hands on his chest seductively.

Glancing down, he growled lowly. "Move." he ordered.

"Now, don't be shy." she teased, moving even closer to him.

"Move." he yelled, pushing her forcefully aside.

Cole ignored her cries of obscenities and moved forward trying to catch a glimpse of Prue and the soon-to-be dead warlock.

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"Jaden, let go off me!" Prue yelled over the load music, as Jaden pulled her away from the dance floor. The scene had been all too familiar to the one in P3, where he had once again pulled her away.

"Let me go!" she shouted again, while glaring at the people who stood to stare at the odd couple.

Finally Jaden pushed open the backdoor to the club, which was discreetly down a hidden hallway. He dragged Prue behind, before being covered in the cold night air and allowing his fierce grip on her to relax.

"You bastard!" the raven haired witched pushed against his chest. "What the hell do you think you are playing at? Do you not understand the words let go off me?"

"That's not what you told me earlier." he sneered back, leaning in closer.

Prue pushed him away, sending him into the wall.

"Don't start that! I am not yours to pull around as you wish." she spat in disgust. "I will never be yours."

"You already have been…" Jaden returned, briefly glancing at his mark on her, which had not gone unnoticed by Prue. "..in more ways than one."

"This.." she motioned to the same scar. "…gives you no hold over me. You do not own me Jaden!"

The warlock moved forward towards Prue, while she stood her ground. Once again he placed a gentle hand on her hair, bringing it behind her ear.

"We'll see." he mocked.

Prue smiled dangerously, while looking up at Jaden. "You will never own me Jaden. It will only be fun to watch you try."

She laughed, as she pushed past him and walked down the alleyway, before shimmering out of sight.

The door to the side of Jaden suddenly burst opened and he turned to face the person, who eyed him coldly.

"Where's Prue?" Cole snapped, stepping up to the warlock.

Jaden regarded the demon in disgust, a clear traitor to their kind. "Who wants to know?" he replied, playing dumb.

Cole produced an energy ball in his right hand and inched closer. "I do. Now where is Prue?"

"Gone home." the warlock grinned menacingly. "Didn't like the unsavoury characters in this place."

"Good, that means I can deal with you without her knowing." Cole responded, releasing the energy ball with a flick of his wrist, but was disappointed as Jaden shimmered out of the firing line and appeared behind him.

"Belthazor, now that wasn't polite, was it?" Jaden chuckled. "I mean, what would the Source think?"

"I don't care what he thinks." Cole spat, another energy ball appearing in his hand.

"You will." Jaden grinned, as two demons shimmered in behind Cole. "We've been waiting for you Belthazor. It's time for you to face the consequences."

Before Cole could shimmer away, the two behind him attacked, sending the startled lawyer to the ground, while the pain coursed through his entire body. He was then pulled roughly into a tight grip by the same demons.

All he could focus on was the smug face of Jaden as he loomed over him.

"I'll be sure to send Phoebe your love." he mocked.

Cole attempted to fight but was held even tighter and could only watch as he was shimmered out of the alleyway.

"It's been a very productive day." Jaden commented to himself, finally disappearing.

A/N: Dum, dum dum...

Now wasn't that boring, lol.

Anway I'll have a new update up hopefully soon, so thank you to all those who are reading and big big grins to those who review. I love them all.

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