Demons and Wizards

Disclaimer: See Chapter One

Chapter Nine: Confliction

Author's Note: This Chapter contains sexual content. If you are uncomfortable with such material, I apologize.

So I try to hold onto a time when nothing mattered
And I can't explain what happened
And I can't erase the things that I've done
No I can't
"Untitled" by Simple Plan

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She could feel him inside of her. His eyes were staring deep into hers. She had forgotten how beautiful his blue eyes were. He was moving at a steady rhythm matching hers. She closed her eyes as she felt the ecstasy run through her veins. She could feel him tensing. She too began to reach her peak. Together, they both released..

He pulled out of her and whispered in her ear, "I love you, and I never stopped."

"I love you too, baby. Stay with me please." and he did.

Phoebe Halliwell woke up nude in her bed at the Dwelling. The smell of passionate sex hung in the air. She pulled her long brown hair and put it into a pony-tail as she looked for her robe.

Cole was gone.

She sighed as she pulled her blue satin robe over her naked flesh. She then noticed a note placed on the pillow next to her.

P-

I had to go. See you soon?

Love, C

She smiled and folded it up and put it into her dresser. She looked in the mirror and smiled. She was happy. She quickly dressed and headed downstairs. Once downstairs, she saw her son sitting on one of the overstuffed couches, staring into the fire.

"Damien?" she asked kindly.

"Mom." he said in equal kindness.

"Damien, honey, I'm sorry I didn't tell you about everything." Phoebe said as sat next to her son.

"I know. It's just that, I would like to know about stuff like that. I mean, part of me is evil, and the very real possibility of becoming the Source terrifies me. I would like to think that I'm meant to do great things for good. Not evil."

"Sweetheart. The difference between you and evil is that you save innocents everyday."

"Not last night though. That poor boy cried out for us to help, and we were powerless."

"Perhaps that boy couldn't be saved." Phoebe said trying to comfort.

"Then why did Maria have that premonition!" Damien stood up angrily. "I thought the purpose of that power was to give us enough warning to save the innocent!"

"Baby, premonitions have double meanings. Sometimes you're supposed to thwart them, and other times you have to let them play out, and learn from what happens. Maybe, we're supposed to learn something from this particular vision."

"Perhaps, but Mom, more and more people are going to die, and we can't do anything about. There has to be a connection between the two victims, that we just aren't seeing. Uncle Leo and Wyatt are working overtime Up There trying to find anything out. Chris is too involved with Hermione, to be objective now that she knows of us and is. I heard them talking last night. She wants to help and he's going to let her. And Maria is my only ally." he said pacing the floor.

"Damien, you shouldn't view her as your only ally. Your aunts and I are always with you."

"But when it comes down to it, I can't help but think that you all see the demon in me, and don't actually see the real me." he looked away from his mother.

"Sweetheart, of course I see the real you. You're my baby."

"You didn't always see the real me." He sat back down and looked into the fire.

"Yes, I did. I always knew about, and so did your father. We love you none the less, you know that now. Damien, just because I never said anything, doesn't mean I didn't know."

"Mom, I need you to do something for me." he asked.

"Anything sweetie." Phoebe said as she placed her hand on his.

"I want you to bind my demonic powers." He looked her in the eyes.

"Excuse me?" Phoebe asked flabbergasted.

"I want you to bind my demonic powers. Before you say anything let me explain." his eyes met hers. She had a "you better" look on her face.

"I was up all night thinking about everything that happened. And you and Dumbledore were right. I can get mean at times, more mean that I should. And as I was thinking about it, I decided that maybe having active demonic powers are affecting me and my judgment as a witch, and I can't allow that to happen. Being a witch is very important to me, and I can not just abandon it like that. I want you to bind only two powers. My ability to flame, and my power of energy balls. By doing that I can still keep my basic Wiccan powers and levitation."

"Damien, if we remove them, you will be defenseless. All you will have to guide you is levitation, and trust me, it comes in handy, but isn't the best power."

"I know Mom, but remember when I was thirteen and I wanted another witch power like everyone else?"

"Yes."

"And you said that I probably wouldn't get another one because of the demonic ones. I think that maybe with them bound, I can inherit another witch power. Plus I mean, we'll make a reversal potion that I can take at anytime to unbind them."

"I'll think about it." Phoebe said, "Now shouldn't you be in class?"

"Yeah. Thanks, Mom." Damien said as he stood up. She too stood up. He leaned forward and kissed her cheek and flamed out.

"That son of mine." she smiled to herself as she headed out of the Dwelling, to face her day.

I know this chapter is short. And was delayed in getting posted, and I heartily apologize. This chapter is to act as a filler between the next intense chapter planned. I felt it would be pertinent to explore the relationship between Phoebe and Damien. I hope you liked, and please review!