Arguments and Love

"And any evil tendencies no matter how small will only get bigger." Wyatt explained quietly. He was just going to let her yell.

"I feel empty Wyatt, being a demon made me who I was. I'm not cut out to be human. I can't have a normal job or be a house wife..." Her voice dropping, leaning her back some.

He sighed. "I'm sorry." He rubbed his face.

"What am I suppose to do now?"

She looked up at him, her blue eyes dull showing no hint of happiness. Though she was happy to be pregnant and loved, being stripped of her powers left her with an empty feeling.

"We will figure something out. Maybe after you have the baby we can give you some of your powers back." Wyatt stated softly.

She looked at him. "Are you just saying that to get me to come back home?"

"No it's not just to get you home." He sighed watching her. "I didn't realize you would feel this empty."

"It's different for me than you. I wasn't born with a soul Wyatt."

She got up and rubbed her head. "I asked for one so I could truly love after seeing what my father did to my mother. Though I have a soul now, its not a strong one. That's why I feel so incomplete. The only thing keeping me alive and whole is you."

"And our baby right?"

"Yes and the baby. But he is wearing me out." She rubbed her stomach. "He is strong and I'm very weak lately."

Wyatt moved and started to rub her stomach. "Maybe we can talk to the Elders and see if they can help."

She groaned. "I don't like them and they don't like me."

"Then I will talk to them. They can't let a child of the Charmed line get hurt."

"I guess." She said. "But you also know how much they fought for us not to have kids. I just see them using this as an opportunity against us."

He rubbed her arms. "They won't."

"Okay fine. If you feel that it is best, we can go see them." She leaned into him arms, missing his embrace. She wasn't sure what it was about Wyatt that her soul clung to, but she was glad all the same.

He held her close and kissed her temple. "I'm sorry I did this against your wishes." He whispered.

She nodded. "I know. I just have a temper and should not have left."

He nodded some. "Are you hungry?'

"A little. I wanted some Thia with a pickle and peanut butter."

"Okay I'll get that fixed up for you." He said with a small smile. He helped her sit back down.

"When did you learn how to cook Thia food? Or food in general?"

She always cook. He could make any potion in the world but when it came to food, he was clueless.

"I'm a Whitelighter. I'll orb everywhere to get it all." He said with a grin.

"And you got mad at me when I shimmered every where I went. So not fair." She pouted.

"But this is for dinner for our baby there is a difference."