I don't any of the characters from charmed, or twilight.

Bella's POV

I woke up in my room, flowers covered every piece of furniture in the room. Roses, lilies, tulips all kinds, everywhere.

I smiled and pulled a vase full of sunflowers so I could smell them. I smiled even wider and buried my face in the petals. There was a light rapping at the door and it sprung open lightly.

'Hello darling.' Michael said softly.

'Dad?' I asked, I sprung out of bed and then fell back because my head felt like someone was beating down on it. 'Oh, my-ouch. Just give me a minute dad.' I took a deep breath before I smiled. 'Okay, I'm okay. So how long have I been asleep?'

'More like trapped in your own mind. It's like you've been in a coma.' Michael told me cautiously and he sat at the edge of my bed.

My eyes opened widely, 'What? Dad, how long?'

'It hasn't been too long, just two weeks.' He said just as cautious.

'Two weeks!' I exclaimed, surprise washing over me as I stood up and faced the consequences once again. 'Ow! Crap. Okay dad what happened? I want to know everything.'

Michael sighed and seemed like he didn't want to tell me anything but nevertheless he spoke, 'We cast a spell once you fell asleep but something went wrong. Your mind couldn't find a way out, we tried everything but nothing worked. No spell, no amount of magic, no matter how strong, worked. We were all so frightened but then we realized that after time, when you were ready to wake up you would.'

I looked at him shook my head, frowning I turned away and stared at the wall.

'Darling, what is it?' He asked me curiously.

'Nothing dad.' I told him, but my voice wasn't convincing.

'You're lying. Bella, dear, you can tell me the truth.' He told me placing a hand on my shoulder and gently nudging me.

I didn't want to talk about it, I don't think I even planned on telling anyone, it was a deadly secret that I would probably take to the grave. But he needed to know and I needed to talk about it, with someone. With the one person that would understand me.

'Dad. I remember everything from that night.' I looked into his eyes, 'And I think that's why I didn't wake up.'

His eye's bore into my own asking me, questioning me, what in the world did I mean.

'I didn't want to wake up. I didn't want to because of what did. Dad I practically murdered them, I tortured them. Everything I did to them, everything, was out of pure hate and anger. I'm not even human, what if after time I started to change. What if I became a monster?' He didn't speak so I continued, 'I acted out of hatred and I would have killed them if I hadn't stopped myself. I was never this violent or angry. I was a nice, quiet, simple, average girl, with nothing on her mind.

'Can you honestly tell me that I haven't changed, that I haven't became a monster. That's why I didn't wake up. I didn't want to wake up to find another girl in place of myself, where I once was.' Tears fell from my eyes and burned my skin. It was foolish of me to be embarrassed at my vulnerability but I couldn't help it-I couldn't stop it either.

It was a while before my father spoke, I think he was trying to find the right words to speak to me with so I was fine if he took up all the time in the world.

'You think that just because you are not human you will become a monster.' He asked me, I nodded and he laughed, a throaty laugh that seemed to mock me.

'What?' I asked defensively.

'The only way you will become a monster is if you let yourself become one. Being human has nothing to do with it. You have free will, you have a mind to make your decisions. You are a smart, independent and clever girl, you can decide who you want to become.' He took a deep breath but began to speak before I could, 'You say you did what you did out of hatred but I think you did what you did out of fear. Fear for the well being of yourself, your friends, your family. And although your actions might have been out of anger why does that matter, after the hell those creatures put you through I believe you're allowed a little retribution.'

'So I'm not becoming the essence of pure evil?' I asked him shyly.

'Not anytime soon.' He sat gently patting my knee and standing up, 'You are the Supreme One. The only way you will become evil is if you choose to or if you are forced.'

'Thanks dad.' I told him gratefully.

'Your welcome daughter.' He made his way towards the door and I watched him with great interest. And suddenly something he said to me before passed my mind.

'Dad?' I called to him, sitting up straight.

'Yes?'

'How did you know I'd wake up when I was ready to?' I asked.

'Oh I didn't know. I thought you would never wake up. I honestly thou you were...' He stopped ans cleared his throat. 'The Whitelighter did, Chris.' I smiled and nodded my head softly. He opened the door but before he set a foot outside of the door he turned to me again, 'He really cares for you, you know? He never left your side only when Piper, or one of the other sisters, needed him.'

I didn't say anything and watched as he left the room.

'Hey.' A voice called out to me. I turned around and saw Chris making his way towards me. I smiled widely, so wide I thought my face would split in have. I ran into his arms despite the voice in the back of my head telling me that the sisters and other people were around us.

The club was full, more than any other time we had been there. We went because we were celebrating my recovery, I didn't think they'd missed me but when the sister found out I woke they attacked me worse than they did when I left because of the Titans. Chris wasn't there to celebrate with us, apparently Piper wanted him to look for information about Wyatt. I tried to act nonchalant about his disappearance and I think they didn't notice that I was disappointed. At least I hope they didn't

'Oh.' He exclaimed when I crashed into him. 'What's this all about?'

'I don't know.' I cried out.

'Are you crying?' he asked me.

'Shut up. I missed you.' I told him looking down at my feet. He took my hand and led me away from the drinks and dancing to the back room.

When he shut the door his lips met mine hungrily, 'I missed you too.' He groaned.

'Wait.' I commanded him and pushed him away, my hands on his chest.

'Umm, okay.' He shrugged but took a step back.

'I don't know how to tell you this. Usually, I am so good at knowing what I'm feeling but ever since I've been with you I'm been so confused.' He opened his mouth to speak but I shushed him, 'Wait, let me finish. This has to end okay. This is wrong and I know this is totally out of the blue but this-' I motioned to the both of us, '-is wrong.'

He shook his head, 'Are you breaking up with me?'

'Well technically we were never together.' I told him.

He yelled out of frustration and knocked a vase and other things off the desk, 'So what, this was just a fling?'

'No! No I love you, I just-' I began but he interrupted me.

'I don't want to hear it, okay. We have love isn't that all that matters.' He asked, still angry.

'No. Commitment, we need to know for certain that we have a future. And I'm immortal, your not. I'm a part of this world, you're not. I'm alive, you haven't even been born yet.' I told him suddenly realizing everything that was wrong with us. He seemed to notice this and he frowned.

'That's only the cons, what about the pros. What about how we make each other feel, how much we love each other, how we're great for each other, how we helped the other grow. We need each other, and you know I'm right. Don't you?' He sat sitting down and looking up at me.

I didn't answer but I sat next to him and sighed, 'None of that matters not now, not today. We'll think about that another day.'

I sighed because there was no use in fighting him, he was right. He was always right. I took his hand and pushed him down and kissed him lightly, he hesitantly put his hand on my hips and pulled away from me for a second, his eye's asking me if we were breaking up. I shook my head and whispered no. He kissed me again more forcefully this time and I hoped that when that time came she'd be able to.

Phoebe's POV

'Hey where's Bella?' Paige asked me as we sat at the bar.

'Oh I don't know. But I saw Chris just a couple seconds ago, maybe she's with him.' Piper said as she stood in front of us.

'No because I saw Bella go into the back room.' I told them.

'Was she by herself?' Piper asked me.

'Yeah I think so.' I said trying to remember if she was by herself, but I just remember seeing her. 'Yup, positive she was by herself.'

'Okay well can you go get her.' Paige asked, 'I have to ask her a question.'

'Ugh, Paige, can't you go?'

'Please. Pretty, pretty please.' She begged me.

I shrugged my shoulders, 'Fine. But you owe me, big time.' I told her before walking away, she said something but I didn't hear her.

I walked into the back room hoping to see Bella sleeping or talking on the phone but I opened the door and tried to keep from screaming. My suspicions were right, she and Chris were keeping a secret from me. But I didn't expect it to be that much of a secret.

They were kissing.

Right there, right on the sofa.

Why didn't they tell anyone? Oh who am I kidding. I wouldn't have told anyone. I couldn't blame either of them for trying to protect themselves. But I couldn't be the only one that knew about this. I couldn't be able to keep this secret. I walked back to the bar in complete shock and didn't even notice that my sisters were looking at me.

'Well?' Paige asked.

I turned to her, 'Well what?'

'Where's Bella?' She asked.

'Bella? Oh right Bella. She, she's not there she must have teleported out.' I said, lying through my teeth.

'That's too bad.' She said, shoulders slumped.

'Hey you guys wanna go home? I'm tired.' Piper said motioning to the bump in front of her.

I stared at her bump and my eyes popped out.

I needed to let them all down easy. God I hoped no one found out, at least not anytime soon.

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