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Love Potion No. 9
Vial Fourteen
By Devon
Masterson-Bond
Aoi37hotmail
AN: Thanks for sticking
through the block and the business of school. Also there is a controversial
topic mentioned in here. If you have a problem discuss it with me before you go
off the deep end.
Reloaded 3/13/08 since
I a ridiculous amount of mistakes. Sorry --
Darryl
tensed as the guards bound his wrists, legs, and torso with thick leather
straps. Every bone in his body said struggle against them and that this was not
right, but police logic overruled. It was pointless. He was going to die and
that was it. No blaze of glory, no magic to bail him out…part of him regretted
telling Piper not to help him. Magic got him into this mess and depending on
the foul thing was not going to get him out of it.
Sheridan had him on tape, alone, shooting a
surrendering man. It did not add up at least not at first, but a year in jail
gives a person time to sort out the details. The passage only felt like a
moment but he still had memories of everything. It confirmed his theory; he was
the residential normal person that was being punished for the exposure of
Phoebe caused by rushing everyone around that day. “She has the ability to
see the future and she did not see this!?”
A gruff hand pushed his
head back and a strap went across his forehead. His body started to shake as
the fear finally overtook him. A mouth guard was shoved into his mouth. The
last shred of dignity kept him from screaming. Now his life was merely seconds.
14-14-14
“For the crime of
negligence resulting in the death of an innocent and a fraternizer you have
been found…” the four girls bit their lips.
“The Charmed Ones were
set up,” Chris called out as they orbed into the center chamber. A struggling Sheridan looked confused
for a moment then panicked.
“You dare bring an
innocent into these proceedings?” one of the council members asked incredulously.
“This woman is
possessed,” Leo explained. He looked at Barbas, “to set up the Charmed Ones.”
“I…where am I? What is
this?” Sheridan
asked wildly. She struggled in Chris’s grasp. She glanced towards Barbas for
help then frowned when he simply rolled his eyes in annoyance.
“How about we refresh
your memory,” Chris suggested pushing her into the center of the chamber. Sheridan fell into the
circle of truth then backed up furiously trying to keep the circle from reading
her. The view globe’s picture changed to Sheridan
sitting in her office going over case work and a poltergeist possessing her.
The possessed Sheridan
grabbed a folder marked Darryl Morris.
“What is the meaning of
this Barbas?”
Barbas sneered while
looking apologetic. “What can I say I am demon? I may have dramatized a few
elements using information that I had.”
“I am getting out of
here,” a soft glow surrounded Sheridan.
“No you don’t,” Chris
pulled out the wand he used earlier and captured the escaping apparition. The
unpossessed Sheridan
fell to the floor unconscious.
“Wrong as I may have
went about it, the Charmed Ones are still careless. Phoebe should have seen
this, but she has been selfishly pushing her visions and missed the obvious.”
“You know what,
Barbas…” Paige began; Phoebe put her hand on Paige’s shoulder.
“He’s right, I have
been reckless.”
“He’s full of…”
“For the crime of
selfishly using her powers Phoebe Halliwell shall be stripped of her active
powers until they are earned by her deeds and Morris is spared. The council is
dismissed.” The Council members disappeared.
Piper looked at Gideon.
“Get them back here. We have done too much…”
“No, Piper, it’s okay.
They are not the only ones who think I have been abusing my powers lately
besides this is my fault.” Phoebe painted a smile on her face. “It may be
relaxing to be without my powers and increase my focus.”
“No…” Piper argued when
Leo touched he shoulder and shook his head.
“Let’s just go home,”
the four of them orbed away.
Pan prepared to orb as
well when she felt eyes upon her. She turned around to find he was in fact
observing her. “Don’t even thinking about it,” she replied before orbing away.
Barbas smirked. “What
are you amused by?” Gideon asked rolling his eyes.
“What, your little plot
didn’t go as planned?”
“You nearly had an
innocent man executed and the Charmed Ones exiled. I only…”
“The result was the
same regardless. Phoebe has been stripped of her powers and I have fulfilled my
end of the bargain. I get out of jail free.” He stood and adjusted his black
jacket dramatically then held his palm towards his face. “You’re afraid your
little plot will be discovered.”
“The job is not done.
You need to continue to occupy the Charmed Ones.”
“I am more interested
in that darklighter. She’s unusual and I like unusual,” Barbas grinned then
teleported away. “Happy plotting.”
Gideon frowned. Barbas
was no help. He was too powerful of a demon to keep tight reins on under the
guide of partnership. Perhaps he should step into the unusual as well. He orbed
away feeling more confident about his goal.
14-14-14
“Home sweet home,”
Pandora sighed jumping on her bed hugging her pillow. Her smile faded some what
when she felt a weight lean against her. A nervous chuckle escaped her as the
toddler version of her nemesis sat next to her looking innocent. “You can’t
just orb in here whenever, Wyatt.” She pulled him onto her lap. “Your mother’s
probably going into early labor over this.” She kissed on the forehead. “Always
stay on the side of good, Wyatt. Don’t let them change you. We like you just
like this. Now let’s get you home.” The two orbed away.
“Wyatt!” Paige sighed
walking into the foyer. “Looks like Leo was right.” Wyatt orbed to
Paige’s arms and looked up at Pan from the top of the stairs. She sat down and
smiled at him.
“He is getting way too
good at that.”
“Yeah it’s becoming a
pain,” Paige sighed then shifted Wyatt in her arms. “At least he always goes to
same place.”
Pandora reddened and
shifted the subject. “Well at least he can get away if there’s trouble,” she
commented then stood. “I gotta go. I need sleep, later.” She waved then orbed
away.
14-14-14
Sheila closed the door
to her bedroom. Darryl was sleeping finally. He seemed anxious at dinner. He
was so in tune with everything even her pregnancy. She could not bring herself
to tell him what happened, not when he seemed so vulnerable. That left it all
to her to bear. She would end this pregnancy and then it would be over.
Standing at the top of
the stairs, she took a deep breath absent mindedly caressing her abdomen. It
was her baby too! But who knew what type of fire and brimstone would occur if
the child was allowed to live. “I’m sorry.”
Sheila fell forward
barely bothering to brace herself. She wanted to loose the baby not die.
Several grunts escaped her as she tumbled down the stairs followed by searing
pain. A soft cry escaped her lips as she landed at the bottom on top of her
arm. “That’s definitely broken,” she hissed though her teeth as her eyes
squinted shut in pain. Excruciating pain shot through her spine and abdomen as
white orbs streamed into existence. Leo appeared looking disappointed and
distraught. “Sheila.”
“No, Leo, don’t heal
me,” she begged.
“I have to,” he
replied. “This isn’t the way.” He placed his hands over her and began to heal
her.
“I said no,” Sheila
growled pushing her weight against him to stop him. She fell against him.
Leo gripped her by the
shoulders and gently pulled her forward. “You can’t do this.”
“This is my choice.
This baby is not Darryl’s…”
“I know,” Leo replied.
“You knew the whole time
and you let that bastard rape me?” Shelia winced as she pulled away. A blue
light surrounded her. “And you’re trying to heal me again!? Get out!”
‘The power is coming
from inside of you. She’s healing herself now that she learned the magic.”
“She?” Sheila shook her
head. A breakdown was eminent. “How a dare you and the others set me up? You
are like family to me and Darryl. I don’t understand…”
“Let me explain…”
“No,” Sheila replied,
“you can get out. We’re done.” She looked towards the stairs.
“They won’t wake up
until morning,” Leo said answering her unspoken question. Brown eyes glared
into mismatched ones. “I just found out what happened.”
“Then why stop me, Leo?
I know how much you hate demons, darklighters, and all that evil crap.”
“Pandora isn’t evil,”
Leo replied.
“What does she have to
do with anything…?” Sheila shook her head. “You can’t be serious.” Leo nodded.
“No. No. No. That can’t be. She’s too old and….”
“She’s a darklighter
witch,” Leo explained.
“So then she’s the one
that set me up so she could be born?”
“Do you believe she
did?” Leo asked. “I didn’t get that from her character. Her whitelighter seemed
very proud of her and I would trust her judgment on what happened since you
trust her as well,” he replied cryptically.
Sheila, now healed, sat
with her legs folded. “I can’t...why me? I am not even a witch.”
“Listen,” he said
softly comforting her, “sometimes while in a trial it is easy to lose sight of
the reason. I hate that this happened but there’s nothing I can do. This was
foretold to your family generations ago. All of the children’s powers were
bound to protect the line. That is why you have never been able to do magic.
Pandora has aranju so she can absorb magic. The potion will wear off and you
will have control of your magic again. I will be your whitelighter to guide
you.”
Sheila sighed. “I don’t
want Darryl to know until I am ready. I need time.” She paused. “I know there’s
more to this. I’ve known you and Piper long enough to know that magical destiny
carries some sort of sacrifice. Tell me the truth Leo. What are they planning
for my family?”
“Pandora is an
equalizer. She exists to keep a high concentration of power in check.”
“So demons will be
after us.”
“Most likely, but…”
“You don’t have to
color my world, Leo. It’s okay,” she said before going into a thoughtful
silence. The two sat in tension for a few moments. “I die don’t I?”
Leo’s mouth dropped
open in shock. He did not expect such a direct question and since his family
and eldership, he found it difficult to tip toe around issues. He would want
straight answers if he were in her position. “Don’t answer, Leo. I already
know. She told me without realizing it.” Sheila stood. “I am going to bed now.
Good night.”
14-14-14
Pandora rinsed her face
and looked into the mirror. She started to fade again but then it passed. She
had been solid for two hours now. Everything seemed fine when she peaked in on
Sheila tossing in her slumber. A sleep spell helped calm her down. With that
out of the way, she needed to focus on the problems at hand.
“For once I just want a
normal day,” she sighed to herself as laid face down on the floor. “One. Two.
Three…” she counted as started doing push ups.
“What are you doing?”
Chris asked.
“Working out.” Good
thing she did not have her hair in rollers or something. Him catching her in
her pajamas was bad enough. “If I want to keep my weight down, I have to stay
in shape.”
“I never thought you
were the type to worry about your weight.”
Pandora finished her
push ups and moved to sit-ups. “Well I am sorry but some of us aren’t born
thin.”
“You don’t have to get
an attitude,” he replied.
“What do you want
Chris?” she asked finishing her nightly routine. Already she felt weird wearing
boxers that had little pink hearts on them and a tank top.
“I’m wondering what’s
the deal with you and Leo?”
Pandora rolled her
eyes, “You know just as much as I do. What business is it of yours anyway?”
“I don’t want the
timeline messed up,” he shrugged.
“Well don’t worry. I
only want to change one thing and it is the same as you. I am tired of being on
constant guard even in my dreams.” She sat down on her bed. “Anything else?”
She folded her legs in the lotus position and braided her hair.
“About before…”
The dreaded subject.
“Before when?” she asked. “Having sex in the attic or when you stabbed me?” her
bluntness flushed the two of them but it was only shield she possessed.
“Uh, yeah that,” he
coughed. “I have a fiancée.”
A honey eyebrow arched
as she processed what was said. “So you’re telling me,” she growled then paused
collecting herself. She did not want to know. He was a cad simple as that. “Get
out.”
“Let me explain…”
A crossbow appeared in
her hands. “You do not want to continue this conversation.”
Chris backed away then
stopped. “Look I like you,” her hand tensed on the trigged, “and I don’t know
what’s going to happen after I save Wyatt. She maybe alive or still dead.”
Pandora relaxed her
finger and looked at him confusion. “Your fiancée is dead.” He nodded.
“Wyatt killed Bianca
for helping get back here. That’s why my…the sisters summoned you.”
“Nice. I am the rebound
toy, even worse,” she shook her head. “Just go home, Chris. I don’t think my
confidence can take it anymore.” Chris orbed away. “Why can’t I come across
normal people?” she groaned before orbing herself some place else. She needed
to think.
Sheila sat on the
blanket watching the tide roll in and out. She tried to sleep but it eluded
her. For awhile she managed to rest but it was only an hour or two then she
felt strangely energetic. A tingling sensation in her abdomen made her turn
around as black orbs streamed downward. “Following me?”
“I could ask you the
same thing,” Pandora commented sitting in the sand. She pulled her knees to her
chest.
“I take it you couldn’t
sleep either,” Sheila observed as she took in Pandora’s appearance. “Nice jammies.”
“Thanks.”
“You look a lot like my
sister,” Sheila sighed.
“About that….I’m sorry.
I figured it out too late to prevent it.”
“It’s…okay.” Sheila’s
eyes lowered and she turned away.
“You should get some
rest,” Pandora suggested.
“What about you?”
Sheila asked.
“I’ll be fine, I always
am.”
Sheila turned around
again, “Is that to be your life, just surviving?”
“No offense but I don’t
want to talk about it or be scolded right now.” Pandora rubbed her head in
agitation. “At this point my life is just causing people trouble.”
“Don’t say that!”
Garnet eyes narrowed.
“You don’t know me or what I can do. I lost control and destroyed an entire
city. My parents and the few friends They had were killed by me just so Wyatt
could see what I could do. I’m dangerous.”
“That doesn’t mean you
don’t need to live…”
“Three hours ago I was
fading again and then I was fine. Don’t tell me you wouldn’t like to get rid of
me if you had the chance, I know what you were thinking.”
“Look, I am not about
say I’m perfect or life is beautiful, I was in a low point.”
“Well I am a low point
too! I cause grief for everyone around me and I am tired!”
Sheila jumped to her
feet. “Don’t you dare give up! If I can be strong and give you life then you
can be strong enough to fight for it. You will not throw away everything I may
have to give up for you.”
“No one asked you to.”
Sheila’s hand cracked
across Pandora’s cheek. “Grow up and stop looking for the easy way out. It’s
not all about you.”
Pandora held her face
and gave Sheila a look of defiance. Black orbs surrounded her. “No you don’t.”
Sheila grabbed her arm.
“Let me go.”
“It’s too late for
that.”
Pandora paused. She
could feel her eyes welling up with tears. She was so weak. “I am not strong
enough,” she said lowly as she looked downward.
“Then lean on someone.”
She wrapped her arms around Pandora and held her. Sobs racked the two of them
for a few moments before Pandora pulled away. The two women’s gaze locked for a
moment as understanding finally came between the two of them.
“I have someone I have
to go yell at,” she said as she stood.
“Give them hell,”
Sheila smirked gathering her blanket.
Pandora nodded. “Will
you be okay?”
“Just orb me to my car
and I will be fine.”
“Good night,” She said
as black orbs surrounded Sheila and flurried off to their destination. Pandora
wiped the last of her tears. She felt a lot better but she was not done yet.
14-14-14
Chris sat in his room
at P3 throwing a tennis ball against the wall. He was not happy at the
situation he was in currently. The only person he had encountered in awhile
that understood him hated his guts. Then there was the whole guilt thing. “I
need to focus,” he chastised himself. He was there to work not to have fun.
“We need to talk,”
Pandora replied as she orbed into his room.
“You told me to leave,”
he said frowning.
“Look, Chris, I am done
playing games. I like you and I don’t know how long this is going to last or if
there will be an "us" in the next timeline. So I am going to enjoy
it.”
“You think that…”
“Free,” Pandora
interrupted moving closer to him. A soft fog settled over the both of them as
they wrapped in vanilla. They would battle it out in the morning.
To be continued….
© Devon Masterson-Bond
2007
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