Bitter Destruction

Sorry for such a long wait. I won't make excuses.



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Phoebe and Cole sat silently in front with blank expressions. Prue had her hands over her lap and her head peering out the window. I was a little puzzled about why it was so hushed. Was bringing up my sudden weight-gain so dramatic and controversial that they were afraid that it would hurt someone's feelings (mine) or make them get ripped into pieces (by Prue)? Was this all my fault?



I had to do something about the baby. I couldn't take care of a child so full of evil, not when I wanted a life that had nothing to do with evil - well... nothing to do with loving or caring for it, anyway. Mothering a child that was basically the entire flesh of the last Source would be like mothering the most destructive, violent, demonic being in the world.



But how to get rid of it?



'No!' my inner thoughts screamed at me. 'Remember living a life without your mother, without that touch and tenderness that only the woman that gave birth to you could give? You're absolutely selfish to want to destroy your baby! Give it the chance to have the love that you never received.'



I couldn't deny how my conscience was right. Growing up motherless was nothing anywhere near to happiness. When I was young, I dreamt of meeting her, touching her soft hand, seeing her comforting smile, the warming glow that glistened off her skin.



Mother.



"Delilah?"



I turned my attention to Prue, my eyes wide after realizing my mistake. "...what?" I asked innocently, though I knew well what she was going to say.



Prue glanced at the front of Piper's jeep before returning my gaze. "You... um..." She motioned her hand toward my head and waved back to hers, trying not to get the others' attention.



Blushing, I whispered, "Sorry... I was just thinking."



"About your mother?" she questioned softly.



"Y-Yes," I answered with a little hesitance.



"Why--"



"We're here," Phoebe announced, turning off the vehicle and pulling out the key.



I, with a little more haste than I meant to use, got out of the car and shut the door before Prue could finish her sentence. We were beside a patch of green where no trees were present. It was all open space.



Cole sighed heavily as he and Prue rounded the corner of the jeep. "Prue, just--"



"Yeah, whatever," she said sassily before he could finish.



I sighed, as well, and looked at Phoebe. "Why do they have to be at each other's throats all the time?" I pondered aloud.



"Prue's a Scorpio," she shrugged.



Rolling my eyes, I went to the older sister's side. "Prue... I thought we discussed--"



"Delilah, I know," she said, her voice a bit bitter. "I'm trying."



Cole had the blankets placed on the green grass and the basket placed in the center. Phoebe sat down, her legs barely covered by her short dress. Cole placed himself at her side, a look of anger etched deep in his expression. I joined them on the opposite side, my knees tucked beneath me. We all glanced at one another before looking up at Prue who was staring off into the sky.



"Prue?" Phoebe asked, breaking the odd silence. "You going to sit down with us, sweetie?"



I could see Prue's hands were clenched at her sides, rolled up into tiny balls that made her knuckles as white as her dress. I leapt to my feet as gracefully as possible and placed my head upon her shoulder. "Prue?" I asked quietly.



"Yeah?" she responded. She still sounded equally unpleasant.



"What's wrong?" I questioned in her ear, tucking my nose into her honey-scented hair.



Her body suddenly shook, like a wave washed over her. I moved away, afraid that I'd triggered something. "Prue?"



"I'm sorry." It was hard to hear her. She must've had her teeth ground together, keeping her voice hidden inside her mouth. Her dark mane whipped around, revealing her disappointed face. "I just... I want to protect you, Delilah."



The pulsating organ inside my chest roared to life, shaking my ribs as it quaked. 'She knows,' I thought, biting the inside of my cheek. I rolled my eyes around to keep tears from swarming into them. "What do you mean? You are protecting me," I retorted.



"No, no, I haven't been. I-- You-- Oh, damnit!" she shouted.



Confusion formed along my face because I couldn't figure out what she was getting at. Then hands pulled me into the jeep - wet hands.



"What now?" said Phoebe's voice.



I glanced around, my eyes coming into focus. Phoebe's blonde hair was slightly sodden, making it almost a brownish color. The basket and ruffled blankets were piled on Cole's lap while he looked on with his moist skin shimmering from the water droplets. I looked to Prue and saw she'd been looking at me.



"What happened?" I whispered to her.



"Rain," Prue mumbled back.



"I thought you were going to check the radar before we left, Phoebe," Cole nagged.



"No!" she said quickly. "You said you were going to!"



Cole opened his mouth to bellow back, but Prue interfered. "Hold on, guys, before someone gets a black eye." The couple in the front seat glared at her. "Let's just take this somewhere else. P3?"



"Will you actually be joining us this time?" Cole inquired, his tone rude.



"Yes," Prue sneered at him. Phoebe started the jeep and pulled away from the curb. The eldest Charmed One turned herself toward me. "Sorry about how I acted back there, Delilah. I'm not sure exactly what was coming over me."



I half-smiled. "It's okay," I said in a small voice.



Prue smiled back and grasped my hand with her wet one.



In a matter of minutes, we were at Piper's club called P3. There were currently no cars in the parking lot. Phoebe pulled in close to the door so that we wouldn't get even more rain poured on us. We all ran into the building as fast as possible.



The club was the same as I remembered it the first time I'd entered with Piper: stools were arranged around the bar counter, the stage at the side was broad and empty, along with the dancefloor.



Phoebe tugged at her wet hair as Cole laid out the blankets and placed the basket near the center. The couple sat down near each other though they both looked slightly aggitated. Prue waited until I sat down opposite to the witch-demon pair and then joined me.



The four of us sat in a stillness that annoyed me. Prue had no reason to feel she had done anything wrong, for she hadn't! And Cole and Phoebe should stop their stupid bickering because that's not what makes them the cute couple that they are!



I sighed heavily, making everyone turn their attention toward me. Nervously, I ran a hand through my hair, realizing I'd broken the lull amongst them and myself. Then I shook the nervousness away because I wasn't the one acting stupid; they were.



"Look," I said, my voice a bit shaky. "I don't want you guys to be acting like this, okay? Please. Cole, Phoebe," I acknowledged them, "I don't want you guys to argue. Not about me or Prue or the weather--"



We smiled at one another, even Prue.



"That's not what makes you guys so strong. It's your forbidden love, or whatever the hell you call it."



Phoebe turned to Cole and pecked him on the mouth, which led to a deeper kiss that Prue and I voluntarily turned away from. "Prue," I said softly, tucking some hair behind my ear. "I love you. I love you so much. I don't know what I'd do without you. If you hadn't rescued me and made me realize how much I actually need someone, how much I need you... God, I'd either be getting continuously rap--" I choked on the word. Prue's hand latched onto mine, caressing it delicately. "Or I'd be dead," I finished.



"You have protected me, Prue Halliwell. You've saved me."



Prue pulled me into a hug and kissed my exposed cheek. "I love you, too, Delilah," she whispered, and my heart melted.



Suddenly, during our embrace, my mind rang as if an alarm had gone off, like it'd been triggered. I pulled away and my head darted in all directions. "Delilah?" Prue wondered aloud, following my head-motions. "What...?"



"Demons..." I whispered in shock. "Demons!" I cried.



Cole and Phoebe pulled away, as well, and gave me confused looks. "Demons? Where?"



"Other side of the counter!" I shouted.



A fireball surged toward the stage, informing the two witches and part-demon that I was telling the truth.



"What the hell? How'd you know--" Cole tried to say but Phoebe cut him off, "Cole! Kick ass first!"



Cole got to his feet but fell immediately back to the floor to dodge another fireball. Prue, Phoebe, and I crawled over to the counter and knelt beside him. "I think there's three," he informed us.



"Why are they here?" Phoebe whispered urgently.



"Whatever the answer to that is isn't going to help now," Prue retorted. "We have to do something now, or else Piper will be pissed to come home to a mess."



"Right," Phoebe and I said in unison.



Prue and Cole jumped up, leaving Phoebe and I beneath the counter still. Cole threw energyballs at the demons, but I could only hear the screaming of one demon. Then Cole's body went hurdling backward as he roared in pain. "Cole!" Phoebe shrieked and crawled over to him.



"Cole!" Prue shouted; she was outnumbered. She had been reflecting the fireballs with her power but couldn't hit the demons quick enough.



I leaped upward to her side. "Prue, let's just get out of here!" I cried.



"We can't - ahh!" she screamed as we both had to jump to the side where the counter was no longer blocking us.



The two demons left strutted toward us, their distorted faces revealing happy grins. "Lovely witches," they cackled and formed fireballs in their hands.



"No!" I yelled and my arm darted forward, releasing my own fireball two times larger than theirs. The demons burst into a fiery blaze as they screeched in misery before falling into two piles of ash. My eyes wouldn't move away from my limb that had just thrown fire. It was impossible.



Once my eyes had somewhat gotten over the new fascination, I saw the faces of Cole, Phoebe, and Prue. Each one of them looked not only shocked and concerned, but highly afraid.



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Not my favorite chapter (that one's to come soon. :D) but it's getting to the good stuff.



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PS - I know I said I wouldn't give excuses, but I have been trying to work on another story. Maybe I'll do more of that and less Prue/Delilah goodness. Is that what you guys want? Let me know! :D