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Love Potion No. 9
Vial Twelve
By Devon
Masterson-Bond
Aoi37@hotmail
AN: There is a purpose to my madness, but I shall be
tasteful
Pandora sighed as she looked from her hiding place. There
was no way out of that bastard’s psycho trap from what she could tell. Well
there might be two ways actually, both required Wyatt to find her. She wasn’t
so sure that she could siphon off enough magic to orb out of this weird
dimension before he caught her. It was not like he was going to sit still and
let her take from him. Then there was the possibility of giving him whatever he
wanted.
“Pandora, you can not hide in this place from me,” Wyatt
called out as he walked the streets of the deserted town. He balled his fists
in frustration. This had been going on for days now and it was getting old. He
was going to have to change tactics. “I will find you,” he uttered before
orbing away
Once he was gone, Pandora sighed and came out of hiding.
Apparently Wyatt could only stay in the dimension for short periods of time,
because he always orbed away after a few hours. The design of the trap she
imagined. For that small snafu in his plans she was grateful. It allowed her to
rest and think. She had hoped that Chris would have found her by now. Of course
that would be if he were to notice her absence in the first place. What had
happened before had been a fluke. He probably just felt guilty for hurting her.
Despite the façade he put up, he was kind. “Give it up, girl, no knight in
shining armor for you. Figure out on your own.” She started down one of the
endless streets when a stream of orbs appeared in front of her. She froze.
“Pandora?” Chris asked.
“Chris!” Pandora launched herself at him. “You don’t know
how glad I am to see you.”
“I think I have a clue,” he teased.
Pandora flushed slightly and pulled away from him. “Please
tell me you know how to get out of here.”
Chris held a small vial and nodded. He threw down the
potion. A stream of power surrounded them as he pulled her close. They orbed
away to the attic. “I never thought I would be so glad to see this attic,” she
sighed.
Pandora sunk onto the couch with her face buried into her
hands. Embarrassment settled over her being now that she was safe. My how far she had fallen, dependent on the
help of someone to get her out of that mess. She stood to her feet and looked
towards Chris who was staring at her curiously. Garnet eyes narrowed slightly
as she sucked in her cheeks and shook her head.
Chris moved his hand to his ear and craned his neck slightly
so he would catch the gratification that she was internally working through.
“Thank you,” she said lowly flushing.
“Sorry did not catch that. You’re going to have to speak
up,” he taunted moving closer.
“Thank you for saving me, Chris,” Pandora gritted through
her teeth. He was being a real ass.
Chris smiled. “You owe me.”
Wrinkling her features, she shook her head. “Whatever. It
was compensation for you stabbing me through my chest if you want to get
technical.” A confused look passed over Chris’s features for a second until he
saw her frown. “Don’t tell me you forgot about that.” She turned away from
Chris as she tried to gather her emotions.
A hand brushed her shoulder and then turned her around. “I
didn’t forget. I just didn’t…”
Pandora shook her head, “It’s over. You got me out of there
before Wyatt could find me and that’s all that matters. I’m going to go home….”
Her sentence trailed as Chris’s lips brushed hers closing the gap between them.
Feeling her attraction towards him getting the best of her again, she pulled
away. Euphoria from contact glazed her eyes slightly. She never realized how
powerful Chris was before. Perhaps it was because this was the first time she
had a chance to focus on the experience without being under the spell. It was
nice. She was falling for him. It would be hell when they went back to their
separate lives in the future.
“I want you to stay,” he said simply kissing her more
passionately. Careful control began to peel away layer by layer as the kiss
deepened. A lightheaded sensation overtook him unlike he had ever experienced
and he could not get enough of it. He pushed her up against the couch as he
feverishly took steps to claim her.
“Chris,” she sighed in pleasure. Her mind was a whir as she
succumbed to the situation and it was nothing short of amazing. It was more
intensive than the first time, he was completely different person. Screw the
spell, apparently it was a hindrance based on this new information. She threw
her head back as she neared the completion. It was absolutely clear to her that
she loved…. “Wyatt,” she cried out as ‘Chris’ revealed himself in the middle of
the intimate act. “How in the hell…” her sentence trailed as her eyes welled up
with tears. This was not the time.
Wyatt looked at her in concern before letting haughtiness
taking over. He arranged himself appropriately. “I told you that you would be
mine. I just had to make you see it.”
Glistening garnet eyes flashed for a moment. “You think by
sleeping with me that I will do your dirty work?”
A snicker emanated from the blonde as he moved closer to
Pandora. She backed up until she was up against the wall trying to arrange her
clothes so she would have some decency. Hot, lusty breath accosted her cheek as
she turned away squeezing her eyes shut. Why did she have to be so weak? “Your
powers are the last thing I want from you,” he said into as her ear nuzzling
her neck with his nose. “I sought to claim you and that is what I have done.
You desired me more than him admit it.”
“Get away from me,” She said squeezing her tighter.
A look of disappointment passed over Wyatt features. It was
killing his sexual high. “I like it better when you are your usual self,” he
said lowly kissing the side of her neck. “But no matter you’ll come back to
yourself soon enough and learn to…”
“Learn to what?” she asked pushing him away suddenly. He
smiled. There was still fire in her.
“Love you, Wyatt? Is that you want? I’d rather die than be with someone
like you.” Anger formed a shield around her fragile feelings. No one was to know
how sensitive and insecure she was deep inside her heart.
A growled formed in his throat as he advanced forward, “You
will not defy me.”
Black orbs surrounded her hand. Pandora raised an eyebrow as
she pointed her crossbow at him. “I am through playing with you. I will get out
of here and do whatever it takes make sure that the future is different.”
Wyatt shook his head in anger. “This is my mind, I control
this place. Who comes and who goes. You will stay here as long as I please.”
Pandora shook her head at the new bit of information and an
idea formed. Why didn’t she think of it
sooner? “I don’t care what you say I will be free,” she replied as the familiar
tingling sensation came over her.
“No,” Wyatt cried out reaching for her fading form. His hands
grasped at nothingness as she disappeared. In the real world blue eyes opened
in annoyance. He jumped to his feet and screamed out in frustration. He was so
close, but he lost control. The experience had been phenomenal, but now she
hated him even more. His eyes softened as he saw his coveted sketchbook near
where he had been casting. The sketches had been a source of focus while he was
casting the draining spell. A sketch of Pandora sitting on the steps of his
ancestral home smiling hardened his resolve. “I will have you.”
12-12-12
Piper sat on the couch of her room rubbing her stomach
causally. She was still getting used to her surroundings at magic school. She
always hated when the others dropped her off for her safety as though she was
some powerless ninny. She could still blow up and freeze with the best of them,
maybe even more so since she had more of a tendency to get pissed off. Better
to channel her frustrations and annoyance on attacking demons trying to turn
her child into the dark lord that destroys all than hang around knitting. Where
was Leo anyway? Some husband! He was off fighting evil without her, whatever
happened to being by her side in sickness and in health? He was a ghost now
that’s what.
Wyatt giggled as he played with his favorite bear and truck.
“At least someone is having fun over there,” Piper mumbled. Her oldest son had
few worries in the world and she liked to keep it that way. He would be torn up
to know that his Uncle Darryl was in jail blamed for killing an unarmed man thanks
to the Cleaners. She hated the Cleaners. They always had a habit of making it
worse instead of better. How were they supposed to know that someone from IA
was shadowing Darryl and saw them take out the poltergeist? “I just wish I knew
what was going on, that’s all I ask,” she said speaking to the ceiling.
A stream of orbs formed in the room and Piper smiled
expecting Leo or Paige. Brown eyes widened. “Sheila? How…I thought.”
Her form flickered and she nearly dropped her charge. Shelia
shook her head and laid Pandora on the bed gingerly. “I can’t explain now.
Something is happening to the timeline, my timeline specifically and I won’t be
as you see me now. Pan is about to wake up and should be safe here.”
“I…” Piper’s sentence trailed as Sheila orbed away. “Okay,
that’s weird.” The smell of vanilla flowed into the room causing Pandora to sit
up suddenly. A glazed looked formed in her eyes and Piper knew what that meant.
She moved towards the honey blonde. “Hey, lover girl, I need you to focus,” she
slapped Pandora’s face lightly until she became aware of herself again.
“I’m back,” she smiled.
“Welcome,” Piper greeted putting her hands on her hips. “Now
will you explain why Sheila is a whitelighter and brought you to magic school?”
“What?” Pandora asked standing up. She started patting
herself. “She can’t be dead.” She held out her hand and her black orbs brought
forth her crossbow.
“Whoa. Whoa. Put that thing away. Half whitelighters
present,” Piper scolded motioning towards Wyatt and her abdomen.
The crossbow disappeared and Pandora sank down onto the bed.
Wyatt took the opportunity to orb into her lap. He offered her his bear for
comfort and she shook her head. He then hugged her and went on playing on her
lap. “Persistent even as a child.” she chuckled at the irony. Pandora looked
towards Piper. “I was trapped in Wyatt’s mind and I don’t know what’s going
on.”
“That makes two of us,” Piper sat down misery loved company.
“Where are the others?”
“I don’t know and it’s pissing me off,” Piper replied then
looked upward. “You hear that, Leo, you have a lot of explaining to do.”
Pandora settled Wyatt on the bed and tousled his hair
affectionately. “I’m going to go look for them,” she sighed before orbing away.
“Wait a minute dam…” her eyes spied little ears looking up
at her with pouty look, “darn it.” She moved over to Wyatt and picked him up.
“It’s just you me again.” She kissed him on the forehead. “You all better to be okay.”
To be continued….
© Devon Masterson-Bond
2005
Another Bond Girl
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