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Chapter 1: Oops

"Mel, what were you thinking!" PJ whispered harshly, pulling her cousin behind a corner of what seemed like an abandoned building. She glared at the brunette with beady eyes. "Do you have any idea what you've done?"

Mel looked at her incredulously, "Me?" She pointed her finger at PJ, "you were the one that gave the advice!"

"You were the one that cast the spell!" PJ retorted.

"Which you suggested, may I add." A staring contest commenced.

"You know what, this is so stupid," sighed Mel, looking around curiously. "I think we should find a way to get home instead."

"Agreed." The two cousins- almost like sisters- set off. It was dark, not that it mattered to them. With strong powers and numerous spells up their sleeves, why would they need to be afraid of anything?

"Doesn't that bother you!" Blurted Chris, standing up instantly.

"Not if it makes her happy," Leo said simply.

"Oh come on! What about all this forbidden lovers,you and me against the world thing that just doesn't go away," he continued, now clearly frustrated.

"You know Chris, it's a little late for male bonding." Leo cut sharply, "especially since I'm petitioning the other Elders to send you back to your time."

"What!" Chris and Phoebe chorused together, shocked.

"Wait, are you serious?" Asked Phoebe. Why would they send him back? Her nephew: Leo's son!

"Okay, PJ do you have any idea where we're going?" Asked Mel, trudging on the pavement. She shook her head. Great. Just great.

"Lets just find home. It can't be that hard."

"Yeah, sure if you have night-vision," muttered PJ. She glanced at her watch: 11:12. "I'm tired!"

"Me too. At times like this, I wish I could orb," stated Mel. It wasn't fair that her brothers have more powers than her. Just beacuse her father was a mortal when she was born...

Bang! Something crashed. An ear-piercing scream followed. PJ and Mel looked at each other. Someone needed their help. They rushed forwards towards the origin of the sound. There stood a woman, off her feet, her neck grasped tightly by a disfigured man.

Not a man.

PJ and Mel have seen these creatures way too often: demons. PJ quickly snuck up from behind and delivered a powerful kick, hard enough to release the woman from his cruel clutches. Mel quickly took the woman to safety by her side. The poor lady, who looked like she was in her mid-twenties, started coughing and spluttering as she tried to regain her breath.

"PJ let's go!" Cried Mel, motioning her over.

PJ, with her quick reflexes, dodged an energy ball and aimed a round-house kick on his stomach. As the demon was temporarily beaten, PJ ran towards Mel. But soon enough the demon stood up. He gave a deadly smile. "Witches," he smirked, a neon purple energy ball emerging from his palms.

"Take her and go PJ," ordered Mel, handing the lady gently to PJ.

She looked at her cousin in confusion. "I'm not leaving you Mel!"

The energy ball was thrown at them, but luckily, Mel slowed it down with her deceleration power. "Just go, I'll handle him."

Helplessly, PJ did what she was told, reluctantly leaving her cousin with danger. Mel wasn't afraid, she is never afraid. Until one thought crept in her mind; she's never fought alone. It was usually her brothers doing the hard work. Mel cracked her neck, smirking back at the Demon. This was going to be fun. She was going to fight her first Demon alone...not that anyone else would find that a good thing.

"I'm Greg, she's expecting me."

It was as if Leo was slapped across the face. His mouth gaped open slightly in dismay. Had Piper moved on? His heart ached suddenly at the thought of it. Leo found himself unable to formulate a word to say.

"Uh, Leo, I got it. Sorry, I'm running a little late," smiled Piper, grabbing her purse. He swallowed, unable to process what had just happened. And to make things worse, Leo froze like an idiot when Greg placed a kiss on Piper's cheek. His eyes disobeyed him as they exposed his angst.

"Leo? Is he your, uh..."

"Yeah, one in the same," Piper answered quickly, unable to ignore the awkwardness that suddenly appeared in the air. "Leo, Greg, Greg, Leo."

"Nice to finally meet you." Greg shook his hand.

"Thanks. Finally," Leo replied after finding his lost voice. Though what he said what nothing short of a lie. He wished he had never met Greg. Piper and he was still married, and Leo couldn't help but feel wholly betrayal kicking him in the gut. His eyes dropped to the carpet, a swift queasy feeling lurching in his stomach. His face mantained a stoic expression, his once sunny eyes now stayed like coals.

"So you're gonna be okay taking care of everything? Wyatt and Chris?" She asked, completly unaffected. Leo felt a pang of anger towards Piper and her selfishness. Did she not even consider what he might feel about it!? Did their relationship mean so little, that she was so easily able to move on? He refused to believe Piper was over him; not after everything they went through. She wasn't serious, or he hoped so.

"Uh, yeah, absolutely," Leo agreed begrudgingly. His voice was normal, expertly keeping resent out of the words. Piper looked at him doubtfully, and he could have sworn he saw a flash of reget and sadness in her eyes. But it left as soon as it came. "Really, everything will be fine. If anything comes up I'll call you," he assured her, despite his heart's impassioned protests.

"Okay, thanks, good night." Piper spoke laconically as Greg's hand fastened around hers. Hastily she left with Greg, missing the disbelief and hurt scarred on estranged husband's face.

Slowly, Leo shut the door, even though he wanted to run after her. But it was his responsibiity that forced him to shut the door. His hand grasped the door knob lamently. His anger now directed to himself for letting the diamond leave his touch. As an Elder, he could only treasure the warm, precious memories he had of them together. Those tender memories seemed like a lifetime ago.

This was not going good. The demon was a lot stronger that Mel assumed. Hand-to-hand combat wasn't useful now that he was obviously physically stronger. Speed wasn't much of a useful factor in the fight. She stood up again, her fists out.

"When will you realise that this futile, Witch," the demon sneered, an athame suddenly appearing in his hands.

Okay, now Mel started to panic. Deceleration didn't help much, but she was willing to try. She would be brave. Like her mum. Like her brothers. Like her dad. A sudden surge of energy built up inside her, waiting to erupt. Determination, strength and anger. She felt enlightened and new.

The demon saw something change. Her power; it had greatly increased all of a sudden. Mel looked at him in inspiring confidence; her hands started to glow white. He was suddenly engulfed in fire. The demon screeched and howled in pain as flames exploded around him. Mel looked at him in shock. Did she do that? But she doesn't have that kind of power...or does she have a new one?

Mel gasped; this happened before too. When she was angry with this girl in her school, and she used to pick on her- but that's not the point- she also suddenly caught fire. You powers are linked with your emotions Her dad used to say. Mel smiled: it about time she had another power.

"You don't belong here." Leo stated unemotionally, "And as your Whitelighter, he's done more harm than good."

"You are so full of it." Chris muttered, venom oozing from his voice. "This is about me being a bad Whitelighter!" He yelled, "It's about you feeling like I've let you down or something!"

"You don't know what you're doing here, Leo." Phoebe said in slight fear.

Melinda staggered back. A jolt of excruciating pain suddenly shot in her abdomens. Quivering, she looked down; the athame was embedded in her stomach. Blood oozed out, dripping down her pants, creating an ocean of fresh blood beneath. Mel's breath trapped in her throat as she felt the walls spinning around her...

"He won't hurt you again Sally, I promise. Just go home. Everything is going to be fine." PJ quickly reassured the rookie witch.

"Thank you so much! I don't know where I would be without you." Sally shook her hand vigorously before leaving eagerly. As soon as she was gone PJ ran back to the alley way, her heart thudding like a drum.

Despair. Utter despair.

"Mel?" She whispered quietly, "Mel?" Her voice trembling as she laid her cousins' head in her lap, covered in blood. "Someone HELP!" She screamed suddenly, tears rolling down her cheeks.

"Actually you did leave us," interjected Piper, as she came to the attic after her date.

"Like I had a choice," whispered Leo, but it came out as a hiss.

"There's always a choice!" She snapped, "and its pretty clear you chose work over the people you love."

"That's not true, Piper," he retorted, offended by her statement.

"That's your problem. Leo, you're a workaholic."

Phoebe, Paige and Chris stared at the two arguing. Normally they would try to stop it, but knowing Piper, it would be best if they didn't intervene. Interfering in their personal matters was like a death wish. In the middle of the argument, Leo looked at Piper with a shocked, yet irritated expression. He opened his mouth to respond, but he felt a sudden sharp sting in his heart. He stumbled back. Paige, Phoebe and Chris quickly came to his side and helped him sit down.

Piper's anger immediantly evaporated as she also ran to his side. "Leo?" She asked, concerned.

"Leo, what's wrong?" Implored Paige, shaking his shoulders slightly. But Leo continued to groan, his face contorted in pain.

He couldn't explain what was happening to him. He put his hand over his heart. A heart attack? No, Elders were immortal. He then heard voices- cries of pleas.

Help! Someone! Anyone!

Mel, it's going to be okay. Please stay strong!

The cries kept echoing in his head, making it unbearable to even take notice of his surrounding. Instinctively, he orbed to the source of distress.

Chris, Paige, Piper and Phoebe stood, flabbergasted. "Where did he go?" Asked Piper, feeling a twinge of guilt for yelling at him earlier.

"Do you think it was Elders calling?" Mumbled Chirs, slightly scared. He hated Leo, but not to that extent.

"But why would they do that to him?" Spoke Phoebe, "Maybe a charge was in trouble. The pain was almost unbearble." Being a novice Empath, she could feel the same pain slicing through her.

"Elders don't have charges," disagreed Paige, feeling uneasy. "Plus, he's never reacted that badly ever about a charge."

PJ sobbed on Mel's lifeless, bleeding body. "Someone please!" She wept. Suddenly, a bright blue light shone and PJ instantly turned. He mouth gaped open. He looked like...Mel's dad- her Uncle Leo.

Leo arrived at a dark alleyway. He saw two dark figures on the ground, one of them was certainly crying. The girl then turned around. Leo saw her tear-stained face, her brown eyes staring back at him in shock. A witch? Maybe. Then he spotted it; a body lying on the floor, surrounded a seemigly endless river of blood. Swiftly he ran towards the body; he didn't know why he was so scared and worried. He looked at the unconcious stranger's pale face. Leo then put his hands in front of her and they began to glow, letting out a breath of relief that he didn't realise he was holding in.

"She's going to be fine," Leo smiled.

PJ didn't move until, her uncle- who she assumed- began to...heal Mel? Is he a Whitelighter? It was peculiar watching her Uncle use powers. He was a mortal in her time after all. She remained silently watching them. Then she heard him speak; Mel's going to be fine. That same voice. The same optimism. He was without doubt her uncle- Mel's dad. PJ finally broke out a grin.

"Really?"

He looked back at the the unconscious brunette. "She's a little knocked out but I'll take her to some special people. She'll be completely fine."

"Wait!" PJ stopped him before be could- what she presumed- orb. "Are you a... a Whitelighter?"

"No," he answered, "an Elder actually. You?"

PJ stayed quiet, taking it all in. An Elder? A flipping' Elder? Her Aunt Piper hated them. She looked at Leo, who was waiting for her answer. "Oh sorry," she flushed, "Witches- she is." She pointed at Mel's unconscious body.

Leo turned to they mysterious girl who he had just healed. He studied her carefully. He had never seen her before. PJ saw him observing Mel. He looks just like the way Mel's dad did when he was worried about her.

"How did you find us?"

"I don't know," he breathed. "All I knew was someone was in desperate danger and I had to go. I don't know why I went.I automatically orbed. Strange, right?" He laughed slightly to lighten the dull mood. "You ready to go?"

PJ nodded. "Okay."

A/N: This is my first fanfic, (thanks to em for letting me share).Melinda has the power of Acceration/Decceration. R&R.