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Love Potion No. 9
Vial Seven
By Devon
Masterson-Bond
Aoi37@hotmail

Pandora stood outside the San Francisco Police Precinct.
This was her first story of sorts. Elise thought it would be good if she eased
into the world with small columns in addition to answering a few letters of Phoebe�s.
Of course she didn�t mind, it gave her something to do and it kept Phoebe from
hovering over her like a mother hen

Her wound was quite healed. It wasn�t even tender any more. Healing
herself and orbing, both, took a lot of magic; they were a blessing and a
curse. �Miss, can I help you?� a graying desk sergeant asked.

Pandora flushed. �I�m sorry, Pandora Daedelus. I�m from the
Bay View Mirror.�

The desk sergeant chuckled as he took in her appearance.
�You�re kind of young to be a Lois
Lane.�

�Well we all have to start somewhere,� Pandora smiled
politely.

�Ain't that the truth?� He sighed wistfully then looked over
some paperwork. �Detective Morris will be looking after you, straight down the
hall and through the door.�

�Thanks,� she said before starting down the corridor. Her
eyes observed everything casually as she walked. The corridor was painfully
bland with its cream colored walls and plain woodened benches. The hallways had
the typical government motif as thought it were long waiting room with no
music. At the end of the hall was a door with opaque glass. �Criminal
Investigation� was written across it. She reached for the knob when the door
swung open and a tall black man came barreling out and knocked her down.

He had been quite miffed that he had been chosen to baby-sit
some reporter. Had he really fallen that far from grace? It seemed like
everything was getting worse since he stopped helping the girls. Instead of
freeing him, he felt weighed and he missed them. �Excuse me�do I know you?�

�That�s not how an
apology is supposed to go,� she thought as she shook her head and accepted
his outstretched hand. �It�s okay and I don�t believe we�ve ever met before.�

The officer frowned he was almost sure that he had been right.
�Well sorry, I was in a hurry. I gotta� baby-sit some reporter.�

�Really?� A honey colored eyebrow rose. This was going to be
an interesting interview after all. She extended her hand. �Pandora Daedelus,
Bayview Mirror.�

�Lt. Darryl Morris,� he greeted flushing. �She still looks familiar.�

�Lt. Morris, since I know you�re busy and childcare is
expensive, I�ll keep this short. I only need an hour of your time.� Darryl
grimaced inwardly. She made it plainly obvious that she was insulted but at
least she did not blow things out of proportion.

�Listen, Miss Dae...Dae��

�Daedelus,� Pandora supplied. She pulled out her note pad.

�Miss Daedelus�� Darryl paused as he stared into her garnet
eyes. They were quite unusual; one would almost thing that they were brown at
first glance. Further investigation revealed their true color. For a brief
second, alarm over too him thinking that he was in the presence of a demon, but
then his logic took over. No demon would come after him now; he was done with
the sisters, much less attack him in the police station. There was also warmth
in her eyes, not even Cole could duplicate that trait. The eyes said everything
about person. This person was just a walking example of the law of independent
assortment. It would be interesting to see what her parents looked like.

�I can come at another time.�

Darryl looked at his watch. Fortunately for him, he had a
lunch date with his wife to save him from further embarrassment. �I have to
meet someone for lunch.�

Pandora nodded. �We can really do this over the phone.� She
did like his stare. It was not lecherous, but potentially dangerous
nonetheless. This cop�s name was vaguely familiar and she could almost bet it
had something to do with the Charmed Ones.

�That�s fine.�

�How about I call at 1:00pm?�

Darryl nodded then smiled as he saw Sheila coming down the
hall. He needed a bright spot in his day. �Sheila.� She stood to his feet and
kissed her lightly. �You�re early.�

�I wanted to talk about�� Sheila�s sentence trailed

Darryl took her pause as an opening for an introduction.
�Sheila this is Pandora Daedelus a reporter for the Bayview Mirror.�

Pandora smiled and offered her hand. �Nice to meet you.�

An eyebrow rose curiously as Sheila scanned Pandora�s
features. Pandora looked a lot like her sister. �Excuse me for staring, but you
favor someone in my family just a bit. Are you from here?�

�Not exactly,� Pandora replied.

�Well do you have family here?�

�I was adopted.� Pandora smiled almost nervously. �Well I
have a deadline to meet. Thanks for your help.� She waved and left.

�I think I scared her off,� Sheila sighed. She bit her lip
curiously. �She has beautiful eyes, they�re unusual. I feel like I know her. I
wonder��

�Hey, I thought you wanted to talk to me about something.�

Shelia shook her head. �Let�s get something to eat.�

7-7-7
�I hate karma.� Pandora muttered. A look of disbelief graced
her face as she stared at the address circled in black Sharpie. The building in
the classifieds was a specialty store, magical ingredients and items being the
specialty. �Might as well face the music.� She opened the door and walked
inside the store. A soft tinkling signaled her entrance.

�Welcome to Blue Crystal,� A voice greeted. �What can I get
you today?�

�I�m here to inquire about the apartment.�

�Really?� A short red-headed woman stepped out from behind a
stack of books. She looked to be about seven months pregnant. �You�re the first
person since I put the ad in the newspaper. I didn�t even think it would be in
today�s paper.�

�It�s not�yet. I work there and got a copy early.�

The woman smiled. �My name is Lilandra and this�� she
touched her abdomen affectionately. ��is Prudence and hopefully she will be
greeting the world in three months or less.�

�Pandora Daedelus. Prudence�that�s an interesting name, why
did you chose it?�

�Ah, now that is quite a story,� she answered ushering her
to the back of the store. �I want to show you the apartment first.� She walked
towards a door in the far corner. �There�s a main entrance outside of the shop,
this is just for safety.�

The two women started up a flight of stairs and opened up
the door. The late later afternoon sun greeted them through large windows and
bounced off the brick walls of the open base. �I didn�t need all of this space
so I renovated t so I could turn it into an apartment. Of course I�ve been so
busy I didn�t get around to it until now.�

�Interesting.�

�There�s a full bathroom over there in the far corner and a
kitchen with a bar type eating area.�

�How much are you asking?�

Lilandra looked at Pandora carefully. �I�m sure you know
what kind of place I run downstairs and you looked at the apartment in spite of
that. May I ask why?�

Garnet eyes stared into intriguing blue ones. She could tell
that this woman had no magical talent what so ever and neither did her child,
however this type of establishment was perfect place for her to dwell given her
luck. There was no fighting it anymore. �I need a place to stay. It�s not my
place to judge.�

Lilandra smiled. �A non-believer, eh? Four years ago, I was just a financial advisor
for the most powerful firm in San Francisco
and now I am here. You wanted to know why I chose the name Prudence�I was
attacked and a woman named Prudence saved me. I was attacked by a demon and she
was a witch. That�s how I got involved with this. No one believes me and my
husband thinks I am weird, but he supports me.�

�If you�re trying to freak me out as a test, it won�t work.
I am not here to judge.�

Lilandra�s smile widened even more. �Twelve hundred per
month. That includes utilities�if you want cable then it will be extra.�

�I�ll take it. When can I move in?�

�Today once we discuss the details. How long will you be
staying?�

�I�m not sure, but I have a feeling it�s going to be
awhile.�

7-7-7

Chris stared intently at a map then closed his eyes. It had
been a couple o days now and he needed to check up Pandora to make sure she
didn�t get into trouble or caused any. He could quite swallow his pride and pester
his aunt since it would bring about embarrassment. It was only a matter of time
before she sensed what happened. Then she would know that he betrayed Bianca
and his cause.

There was no time for fun and games. His one and only
objective was to set everything right by stopping Wyatt from turning evil.
�This is hopeless,� he yawned. He ran his fingers through his hair in
frustration then put his head down. �There�s got to be an easier�� his sentence
trailed as he slipped into much needed slumber.

In another time, a Halliwell at in the same attic doggedly
concentrating on reaching their goal. Wyatt sat chanting a spell while
surrounded by candles and crystal cage. Several of his best guards were also
close at hand. Dream intervention as dangerous business for someone like him.
It left him vulnerable for attack. No matter how seemingly loyal it all came
down to who was the strongest.

A slight grin crossed his face as fog began to roll into his
vision; he was successful. �Now let�s see
what you have been up to little brother.�

Hi vision began to clear up and he realized he was in the
attic. A reminiscent smile formed on his lips. Here had been something about
his old life that he missed. It seemed that this was memory dream. Knowing
Chris, he was probably analyzing some situation that he felt he made the wrong
choice. He was always anal like that. Of course it was one of the things, that
Wyatt cherished bout him because it forced him to be up to par with the family
reputation. �I wonder what was bothering
him now.�

Wyatt stood to his feet. It was then the smile vanished from
his face as he saw Chris was being intimate in the attic. A soft flush crossed
his face, this was not what he wanted to see, his little brother getting it on with
someone most likely old enough to be his mother. He turned away and prepared to
exit when he heard a familiar voice. �No.� He turned around and stalked over to
Chris then shoved him away. �What the hell?�

Appropriate clothes suddenly appeared on Chris and he glared
at his brother. This was clearly not part of the dream. �Get out of my head.�

Wyatt tightened and loosened his fists as they crackled with
energy. �I indulged you when you took on of my best hunters and turned her. I
even gave you a second chance when I would have killed anyone else on sight and
you take what is mine?�

�She is not yours,� Chris spat preparing himself.

Wyatt did not reply only tackled Chris and proceeded to
choke him. He was consumed with anger and could not think. Not only did she
choose someone else, but his brother. All bets were off now. �You will never
touch her again��

Chris dug into Wyatt�s hands. He had never seen his brother
so crazed. If he wasn�t careful then�

�Chris?� Chris?� someone called

�Mom?� Wyatt asked pausing.

Chris knocked Wyatt off of him and scrambled away. A light
headed feeling over too him as he woke up. :�What�s wrong?� he asked quickly in
a raspy voice.

�You were screaming in your sleep,� Paige replied,
�something about Wyatt.�

What happened to your neck?� Piper broke in as she reached
for him.

Chris pulled away. �I�m fine.� He was still in shock over
what happened.

�Let me see,� Piper persisted. Christ struggled to move away
only to have Piper slap his hands until he would let her examine him. �These
look like finger prints.�

�I�m fine,� he repeated firmly before pulling away again. �I
am going to look for more leads.� He orbed away.

�He hates me,� Piper sighed.

�I am sure that�s not it.�

�Then what is it, Paige?� Piper threw her hands up in
exasperation. �I�m sorry; it�s just that I can�t help feeling like I am sort of
terrible mother in the future. My first born becomes some sort of dark lord and
my youngest resents me.�

�I�m sure you�re a great mother,� Paige consoled. �You�re a
great mother now.�

Piper�s eyes widened. �Maybe he needs a father figure.� She
walked past Paige and left the room. �Later.�

�Okay,� she replied. She was not sure what happened, but she
would leave it alone for now.

She pulled out her spell diary and sighed, she better get to
work if trial number three was going to be ready by next week. After what
happened days ago, she diligently tried to get Pandora back home. If she hadn�t
meddled then the honey blond would have been better off, though Paige had to
admit Chris had mellowed out somewhat. He was surprisingly shier than she would
have ever given him credit for. �I better get back to work.�

To be continued�

� Devon Masterson-Bond 2005
Another Bond Girl Production
Charmed is owned by Spelling Entertainment and Warner Bros.
I only own the fiction plot and original characters. Don�t sue me, hire me
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