Kirianna Ledräen wrote:Chrissy and Belén, I hope this inspires you both...

Kirianna Ledräen wrote:Cue the opening... [/i]


-It was a beautiful, warm and Sunny afternoon in San Francisco, which was in great contrast to the snowy weather from over the Christmas holidays. Now, the snow that had fallen, the first in recent history, was all just a memory. A wonderful memory of snowmen and snow angels, captured for eternity on film and computer chip.
-Despite the city having been slowed down during those snowy days, it was moving at its regular pace now, people and vehicles, moving freely on the streets. The ice cream trucks were starting to make their rounds of the neighborhoods, enticing children of all ages to cool down with their sweet treats in the increasingly warmer weather.
-One such ice cream truck was making its way down Prescott street, calling the children with its simple song. Chris watched it for a moment, as he and Bianca unloaded the groceries from the jeep. He thought briefly back to those snowy days, to the snowman Wyatt had built with Tom, to shoveling the front steps with Leo and Cole. To the most wonderful Christmas he had ever had. But as the memory faded to the corner of his mind where he stored his most precious memories, the knowledge that things were getting back to normal entered his mind as Bianca handed him the last bag of food.
-Some of their neighbors were out for an afternoon walk, as Chris and Bianca ascended the front stairs of the manor. As Chris reached the door, it suddenly occurred to him that he wouldn't be able to open the door, since his hands were full.
-"Should we orb in?" Bianca asked from beside him. He took a quick look behind, to the street where a couple was walking past.
-"Better not. Too many witnesses." Chris said, then an idea came to him and he smiled. He freed a finger and aimed it at the door, using his powers to open it. He stepped aside to let Bianca go first. "After you, Darling."
-"Why thank you, Sweetheart." She replied, returning his big grin, as she entered the manor. He followed close behind, kicking the door shut with his heel.
-"Mom, we're home. We got the stuff you wanted." He called, as he and his wife brought the bags into the dining room. Everything seemed strangely quite. He knew his mother should be home. She wasn't do to go to P3 until later.
-As they placed the bags on the dining room table, there came a thumping sound, followed closely by an explosion. They both looked at each other, the cheer they had felt slipped away only to be replaced by fear.
-"Mom!" Chris said, eyes wide, then they both run up to the attic.


-Piper was hiding behind the couch in the attic, as another energy ball flew overhead. She'd just made it here as the barrage started. Still, she found herself with a wounded shoulder. Peering around the corner of the sofa, she tried to see where her assailants were so she could blow them up. But another energy ball whizzed by her head, making her retreat again.
-"This is getting ridiculous." She grumbled, as another energy ball slammed into the couch. Just then she heard running on the stairs and turned in time to see the attic door fly open.
-Chris and Bianca hardly had time to register what was going on when they heard Piper call to them.
-"Get down!" She yelled, as an energy ball sailed toward them. Chris grabbed Bianca's hand and pulled her down behind the couch next to Piper.
-"What's going on?" Bianca asked, covering her head, as fragments from a nearby shelf rained down on them.
-"More demons trying to make a name for themselves." Piper replied, annoyed. "We need to distract them."
-"Got it." Chris said, then orbed to the other side of the room. "Hey! Over here!" He called, drawing the demons attention. They both turned to attack him, sending energy balls at his head. He quickly orbed out of the way, as the energy balls hit another shelf, sending pieces everywhere. Piper used their moment of distraction to blow one of the demons up. The surviving demon turned back on Piper, letting fly another energy ball. As she ducked out of sight behind the old couch, Bianca shimmered behind the demon and stabbed him with an athame, effectively vanquishing him.
-Piper stood up then, brushing herself off. Chris and Bianca walked over to her, trying not the trip on the mess.
-"You know, it would be nice if demons could make energy balls that do less property damage." Chris said, stumbling on a piece of table. Bianca caught him before he could hurt himself.
-"If only." Piper commented, looking at her arm.
-"Mom, you're hurt!" Chris said, worried, as he noticed the shoulder wound.
-"It not that bad. I've had worst." She said, brushing it off.
-"Here, let me heal it." He said, as he approached her. He placed his hands just above the wound, and they started to glow, sending healing energy into her shoulder, and making it better.
-"Where are the kids?" Bianca asked, worried, after not seeing them anywhere.
-"They're in their room. Wyatt is protecting them with his force field." Piper reassured her. The younger woman let out a sigh of relief, glad that her daughter and brothers-in-law where all right. Chris finished healing Piper then, relieved that she was all right, too.
-"Do you know what those demons wanted?" Chris asked then, getting back to business.
-"To kill one of the Charmed Ones. That's what they all want, isn't it?" Piper said, as she walked over to the only shelf left standing and retrieved the mortal and pestle that she'd come up here to get in the first place.
-"So it was just another random attack?" Bianca asked.
-"Well, there have been a lot of them lately. Ever since the snow melted, the Underworld seems to want to enjoy the warmer weather." Piper said, as she started down the stairs from the attic. Bianca right behind her. "Did you get the ingredients I asked for?" Chris heard her ask, as she walked out of sight. He looked around the attic one last time, shaking his head, before following. Yup, things sure were getting back to normal. Normal for the Halliwells, at least...

Cue the theme... "I am the sun. I am the air. I am human and I need to be loved....."

Girl, I really like it!

And it looks like it's my turn again. I hope you like this one, too!

Chrissy.W.x wrote:
Steve sighed as he closed another book. He was again at the library of the school, searching for a way to get rid of the darker side of his family. But this seemed to be useless. Sure the demons from that caln - the Ashon - were easy to vanquish, a simple potion or an energy ball where enough... But there were thousands of them in the underworld. And everyone of them knew of his existance, everyone knew about the powers which were lying in his genes. And all those demons wanted to get them, it if that meant they had to hurt his finacée, they would. So Steve and Nicki stayed at the school, feeling like prisoners. Especially since the activity of the demons in general had increased lately.
"Don't you think you should take a break?" a voice stratled him.
Steve looked up to see Paige smiling sadly at him. "What are you doing here?" he asked. "There are no classes this week."
"I know," Paige hold up some papers, "but I've still some exams to correct, and since Kyle has to work today... But, that doesn't answer my question."
"Steve shrugged: "How can I have a break... I can't rest as long as they are out there threatening to kill everyone I love..."
Paige looked at him understanding. She knew how hard that must be for him. He just came to terms with who he really was and now this all came back to him. It wasn't fair. then she frowned: "Have you asked Julian, maybe..."
"The source?" Steve interrupted her. He knew that Belthazor had helped them in the past, and he apprechiated it, but that didn't mean that he also liked it.
"Yeah... he IS the source... maybe he can at least help you to find them..."
Steve sighed agan and then nodded slowly, whispering: "Maybe..."

Somewhere in the middle of San Francisco, Cole was pacing in front of a judge and his jury. He was wearing a fine black suit and all that he presented scremaed authority. Behind him, on dock sat a young boy, not older than 17, dressed in old clothes, whith his head bowed, looking at his hands which were resting in his lap.
While Cole was pacing around he spoke: "Judge Harris, honored jury... Look at this boy. Look at this boy and ask yourself: Is it possible that a boy like him could kill a dog with his own hands? Even more, could a boy like him eat that dog with everything, including the bones? As this trial proved there is NO way, that a human being can survice eating all this, neither is it possible that a human being can eat an animal in the described way. Sure, we have a witness... A 6 year old girl that just entered elementary school (Is the age right for this?). Can we really trust her memory? Can we really trust that memory of a young child who claims to have seen all this in a dark alley? I have to say, I'm really sorry that we couldn't find that ppor dog, because I'm sure, since there is nothing left of him, that he wasn't eaten but just ran away and lost his way back... Therefore I reguest to set my client free from all those accusation and let him go back to his normal life. Thank you." This said, he sat back down besides his client.
The judge, an elderly woman with grey heair and small glasses on her nose eyes him with suspicion. She knew him very well, from the time he had worked under the name "Turner". She didn't know what had happened to him in all those past years when he was gone. Actually she thought he was dead. The more surprised she had been to see him enter and sit down on his place, where she had expected a Mr. Halliwell to sit.
Finally she turned to the jury and told them to go and find a sentence. So the jury left same as the judge herself. Also most of the watchers left to get a bit of fresh air. Only some guards were staying behind, same as the lawyer of prosecution and he himself with his client. Cole looked around quickly to make sure no one was listening.
Then he turned to the "boy" by his side and hissed: "Lurch I suggest if you get out of this alliove you better not chase for food again in this city. Go search yourself a new home or even better, hunt down demons insead..."
Lurch just looked up at him and for a split second his eyes turned red. Then he nodded and lowered his head again.

Menawhile in the other end of town, Phoebe just got home from work. When she crossed the hallway she saw her sister, nephew and his wife in the kitchen. She waved hello and then went straight up to the attic. She wanted to check something in the book. She had done this interview today - yes she was asked to do an interview - with that new senator. Ithad gone well, but... This guy had such a mysterious tatoo on his left hand and Phoebe couldn't help the feeling that she had seen that symbole before.
But when she opened the door to the attic she stopped immediately. The whole place was a mess, shelves were broken, same as the old table. and there were some smoking marks on the old sofa.
Shaking her head she turned around and walked with fast steps down again and into the kitchen. She sighed and sat down at the table, and when everyone was looking at her questioning she asked: "What happened this time? And why did non of you clean up this mess up there?"
...


Ok... I'm not very good in english lawyer-speech... I'm sure there are a lot of mistakes so feel free to correct me.

-After spending another fifteen minutes grading exams, Paige got fed up and orbed to the attic to look in the Book of Shadows. What she found when she materialized next to the book stand, she hadn't expected. Broken shelves, table in pieces, scorch marks on the old sofa. ‘Demons.' She thought, annoyed. Looking around at the mess for a moment, she finally came to a decision, and with a sigh started to chant. "Let the object of objection become but a dream, as I cause the seen to be unseen." And with the last word, the broken shelves fixed themselves, the table was back in one piece, and the scorch marks were gone. With a satisfied nod, Paige picked up the Book of Shadows, and went looking for her sisters.

-"You know, all these demons attacks are getting ridiculous." Phoebe was saying to Piper, Chris and Bianca, as Paige entered the kitchen.
-"Another random attack?" Paige asked, laying the Book on the counter.
-"Oh, you noticed?" Chris said somewhat sarcastically, teasing her. Paige scrunched up her face at him.
-"Yes, I noticed. And I cleaned up your mess." She said as she opened the Book.
-"Uh-uh, not my mess. Mom's." He accused, earning himself a towel slap from Piper. They all laughed, breaking the slowly mounting tension.
-"Thank you, Paige. I thought I'd be spending the rest of the afternoon cleaning it." Piper said as she stirred something in a pot.
-"Potion?" Paige asked, lifting her head from the Book for a minute.
-"Dinner." Piper answered. Phoebe leaned over the pot then, taking a look inside. Piper, looking at her little sister, cleared her throat, and Phoebe moved back, smiling.
-"You know, every time demons start these random attacks, there always seems to be some extra demonic power behind it all." Bianca finally spoke up. Everyone looked at her like she had snakes for hair.
-"Honey, you're starting to sound like Piper." Paige said, mock sympathetic, earning herself a towel slap this time. Chris and Phoebe were trying not to laugh, even though they knew it was true. Bianca glared at them each in turn.
-"Fine. I'm going to go check on the kids." She said with mock snobbery, then grabbing an apple, headed upstairs. Phoebe nudged Chris then, and they both laughed.
-"Hey, aren't you supposed to be at Magic School?" Phoebe asked Paige after a minute.
-"Huh? Ah yeah. Grading exams. Just needed to check something in the Book of Shadows." The witch-whitelighter said, closing the Book, and picking it up. "And now I should get going."
-"I'll take the Book. I was heading up to the attic anyway." Phoebe said. Paige handed her the heavy tome, relieved she'd have one less stop on the way back.
-"Hey, Chris." Paige said, turning to her nephew.
-"Yeah?" He said, walking over to his mother.
-"Could you go check on Steve? He's been kind of down, what with half his family trying to kill him and all." She asked him.
-"Sure. Where is he?" The Elder-witch asked, looking over Piper's shoulder into the pot.
-"He's in the library at Magic School." Paige said just before she orbed away. Piper slowly turned her head to look at Chris, and smirked. He gave her a big smile, then orbed himself to Magic School.

-As soon as he materialized in the library, it was clear to Chris that Steve had recently left. Books were left opened, paper and pen were still on the table, and a chair was moved away from its station. Chris walked over to the table, to see what Steve had been up to. Wondering if maybe he would be back soon. He waited for about ten minutes, then orbed to Paige's office.
-"I thought you said Steve was in the library?" Chris said, while still in the middle of his orb. Paige, startled, put her hand to her heart and looked up from her work.
-"Chris! You should really learn to knock." She said, glaring at her nephew.
-"Sorry. I didn't realize grading exams took that much attention." He joked, smiling broadly.
-"Yes, you did. And Steve was in the library the last time I saw him. He's not there now?" She asked, wondering.
-"No. And I waited there ten minutes. I hope nothing's wrong." He said, looking worried.
-"Well, maybe he went to talk to Belthazor." Paige speculated.

-The Underworld was a scary place. Even for someone with magic powers. It was dark, dank, and the screams were horrifying. And everywhere you went, everything looked the same. Rocky floors, rocky walls, rocky ceilings. Maybe a fire pit or two for light. And while little alcoves dotted the walls, cave entrances hid in plain sight. And there were demons everywhere.
-Steve started to regret coming here, the second he arrived. But Paige had a point. Maybe Belthazor would know a way to help him. And if he didn't, Steve just hoped The Source wouldn't kill him, despite what everyone said about him.
-So he stood outside Belthazor's cave, trying to decide whether or not to go in...


Okay, I'm kinda confused. Is Belthazor the Source? Or is Julian? Because you had Paige suggest to Steve to talk to Julian. Then he thought "the source", then you mention Belthazor... So if I got that, or anything else wrong, feel free to tell me.

Kirianna Ledräen wrote:Girl, I really like it!

And it looks like it's my turn again. I hope you like this one, too!

Kirianna Ledräen wrote: -After spending another fifteen minutes grading exams, Paige got fed up and orbed to the attic to look in the Book of Shadows. What she found when she materialized next to the book stand, she hadn't expected. Broken shelves, table in pieces, scorch marks on the old sofa. ‘Demons.' She thought, annoyed. Looking around at the mess for a moment, she finally came to a decision, and with a sigh started to chant. "Let the object of objection become but a dream, as I cause the seen to be unseen." And with the last word, the broken shelves fixed themselves, the table was back in one piece, and the scorch marks were gone. With a satisfied nod, Paige picked up the Book of Shadows, and went looking for her sisters.

-"You know, all these demons attacks are getting ridiculous." Phoebe was saying to Piper, Chris and Bianca, as Paige entered the kitchen.
-"Another random attack?" Paige asked, laying the Book on the counter.
-"Oh, you noticed?" Chris said somewhat sarcastically, teasing her. Paige scrunched up her face at him.
-"Yes, I noticed. And I cleaned up your mess." She said as she opened the Book.
-"Uh-uh, not my mess. Mom's." He accused, earning himself a towel slap from Piper. They all laughed, breaking the slowly mounting tension.
-"Thank you, Paige. I thought I'd be spending the rest of the afternoon cleaning it." Piper said as she stirred something in a pot.
-"Potion?" Paige asked, lifting her head from the Book for a minute.
-"Dinner." Piper answered. Phoebe leaned over the pot then, taking a look inside. Piper, looking at her little sister, cleared her throat, and Phoebe moved back, smiling.
-"You know, every time demons start these random attacks, there always seems to be some extra demonic power behind it all." Bianca finally spoke up. Everyone looked at her like she had snakes for hair.
-"Honey, you're starting to sound like Piper." Paige said, mock sympathetic, earning herself a towel slap this time. Chris and Phoebe were trying not to laugh, even though they knew it was true. Bianca glared at them each in turn.
-"Fine. I'm going to go check on the kids." She said with mock snobbery, then grabbing an apple, headed upstairs. Phoebe nudged Chris then, and they both laughed.
-"Hey, aren't you supposed to be at Magic School?" Phoebe asked Paige after a minute.
-"Huh? Ah yeah. Grading exams. Just needed to check something in the Book of Shadows." The witch-whitelighter said, closing the Book, and picking it up. "And now I should get going."
-"I'll take the Book. I was heading up to the attic anyway." Phoebe said. Paige handed her the heavy tome, relieved she'd have one less stop on the way back.
-"Hey, Chris." Paige said, turning to her nephew.
-"Yeah?" He said, walking over to his mother.
-"Could you go check on Steve? He's been kind of down, what with half his family trying to kill him and all." She asked him.
-"Sure. Where is he?" The Elder-witch asked, looking over Piper's shoulder into the pot.
-"He's in the library at Magic School." Paige said just before she orbed away. Piper slowly turned her head to look at Chris, and smirked. He gave her a big smile, then orbed himself to Magic School.

-As soon as he materialized in the library, it was clear to Chris that Steve had recently left. Books were left opened, paper and pen were still on the table, and a chair was moved away from its station. Chris walked over to the table, to see what Steve had been up to. Wondering if maybe he would be back soon. He waited for about ten minutes, then orbed to Paige's office.
-"I thought you said Steve was in the library?" Chris said, while still in the middle of his orb. Paige, startled, put her hand to her heart and looked up from her work.
-"Chris! You should really learn to knock." She said, glaring at her nephew.
-"Sorry. I didn't realize grading exams took that much attention." He joked, smiling broadly.
-"Yes, you did. And Steve was in the library the last time I saw him. He's not there now?" She asked, wondering.
-"No. And I waited there ten minutes. I hope nothing's wrong." He said, looking worried.
-"Well, maybe he went to talk to Belthazor." Paige speculated.

-The Underworld was a scary place. Even for someone with magic powers. It was dark, dank, and the screams were horrifying. And everywhere you went, everything looked the same. Rocky floors, rocky walls, rocky ceilings. Maybe a fire pit or two for light. And while little alcoves dotted the walls, cave entrances hid in plain sight. And there were demons everywhere.
-Steve started to regret coming here, the second he arrived. But Paige had a point. Maybe Belthazor would know a way to help him. And if he didn't, Steve just hoped The Source wouldn't kill him, despite what everyone said about him.
-So he stood outside Belthazor's cave, trying to decide whether or not to go in...

Chrissy.W.x wrote:[i]Finally he took a deep breath and knocked.
"What's the password?" he heard through the door.
"Julian it's me..." Steve said, almost whining.
The door was opened only a second later and a grumbling Julian let him in. "Why the * do we give you a password, when you never use it?" He mumbled, more annoyed then angry.
Steve shrugged: "Sorry... I had other things in mind lately." Then he sat down on a chair the demonic witch had offered to him.
"So... Steve..." Julian began sitting down, too, "What can I do for you?"
The young man looked around interested, then he asked: "Is he not here?"
"Who Belthazor?" And when he saw his guest nod Julian answered: "No... He's busy."
Steve nodded again, looking down at his shoes. Then he turned to his host again and saw that he still looked at him questioning. She he took a breath and explained: "I'm here, because I need your help. I wanted to ask if you could help me to get rid of the demonic part of my family."
Julian exhaled deeply: "The Ashon right?" The man nodded. "Well," the demonic witch said, "I heard of that... that they want you back in their rows. And I do understand that you don't want that... But..." He made a break thinking how to say what he needed to say. But there was no easy way so he said: "But I can't help wipe out a whole calm just because of that."
"But they want to kill me!" Steve exclaimed.
"No," Julian said calm, "they want you back, they want to make you one of their own again and they want to use your powers to their own advantage."
"What?" Steve asked shocked. "On who's side are you?"
"On no one's side... that's the problem."

When Bianca entered the nursery she was surprised to see that the kids weren't alone. Bend over Christopher's crib was standing a well known person dressed in an Elder-robe. "Odin, what are you doing here?" she asked walking over to him.
"Oh hey Bianca," he said, looking shortly at her before turning his attention back to Christopher who looked at him smiling, waving with his fluffy cat he had got to Christmas. The Elder took the car and played with it in front of the boy's eyes letting the cat tickle him, while he explained: "I just wanted to see how my Godson is feeling today... I haven't seen him in a while."
Bianca grinned: "You saw him just this morning, when you picked up Leo..."
Odin looked at her frowning, then he shrugged: "That IS a while..."
"Yeah, sure..." Bianca replied laughing and went over to pick up Hope who was also awake by now, while Wyatt was still deep asleep, softly snoring. The girl started to giggle when she saw her mom and immediately started to play with her hair.
"You know," Odin then spoke, looking at the small boy deep in thoughts, "if someone had told me that I would be a Godfather a few years ago, I would have thought he must be crazy... But now, now I wouldn't never wanna miss this. He's such a cute boy. Same as Wyatt. And Hope is the cutest of all of them."
The Phoenix smiled at him as she stepped closer to him again: "Who would have thought that an Elder would ever speak those words..."
"Uhhh, we aren't that bad Bianca," the Elder replied looking now at her, "we just didn't know..."
The woman patted his shoulder: "Well then it's good that you do know now, because you are a great baby-sitter, you just spoil them too much..."
The Elder giggled but then he turned serious before he sighed: "I'm sorry... They are calling for me." Bianca just nodded and Odin orbed away.

After talking with Paige Chris had tried to sense for his friend. But he couldn't get hold of Steve's signal... And that worried him. because actually that could mean only one thing: he was in the underworld...
So the question now was: Was he there on his own, or was he kidnapped?
Sure no demon was able to enter the school but who knew...
So he orbed straight to Tom asking him if he had heard anything, which he didn't... Then he orbed to John, who was by that time in Sweden.
"Chris, what are you doing here?" the whitelighter asked, when he saw the Elder-witch orb in. It was pretty cold in Sweden, the sun was already down, and Chris was just dressed in a thin shirt.
"God is that cold here..." Chris shivered. Then he turned to the man in front of him: "Have you seen Steve? I can't sense him."
John nodded: "Yeah, don't worry... he's fine."
"You know where he is?" Chris asked frowning.
"Yeah," John nodded again. "I orbed him down to the underworld a couple of minutes ago... He wanted to meat that friend of yours... How was his name??? Julius or something?"
Chris sighed: "Julian..."
"Oh yeah that was the one..." The whitelighter said smiling.
Chris rolled his eyes. John was a good whitelighter but in his opinion he was sometimes to careless. "What if his clan finds him down there? How can you leave him there all on his own?"
John shrugged: "Because he asked me to... and he said he would fry me if I don't leave... You know what he can be like when he has set his mind on something... You're the one he has that from."
Chris rose an eyebrow and then grinned. Yeah that was true. Ever since Steve got out of his hole he was much more a fighter then he had ever been before. "Where did you orb him to?" he asked then.
"It was some cave he had described before..." John answered. Then he asked: "Can I go now, I have a charge to take care of..?"
The Elder-witch nodded and John left. Chris followed him with his eyes for a moment, wondering if Steve was really save. But from what John said, he had orbed him straight to Julian's front door... So he hoped for the best and orbed back to the manor.

Phoebe had made herself comfortable on the old sofa with her legs crossed and the Book of Shadows on her lab. She was flipping through the pages. She was sure she had seen this symbol before.
Not that this Senator seemed weird or unusual, but still. She had seen this sign and it was like she was drawn to it. She even had asked him about it and he'd said it was a sin of his youth. But still...
She flipped to page after page but she couldn't find it...
Annoyed she slammed the book shut. "Where the * have I seen this sign before?" she mumbled to herself.
Then she got an idea. Maybe she had seen it at the school, when she was preparing her classes... She had gone through tons of books there.
Filled with new determination she got up and left the attic to head down the stairs. in the small middle landing between ground and first floor she stopped and said: "I wanna go to the school." As soon as this was said, the door to the magic school appeared.
"I'll be back for dinner!" she called loudly. And when she heard an "ok" from the kitchen she opened the door and stepped through it. Then, with a soft "plop" the door disappeared again as it fell shut on it's own.

When Chris materialised in the hallway of the manor, he suddenly felt a strange dizziness. And the blue lights surrounding him were glowing so bright that it almost hurt his eyes... and then it was like there was a purple shimmer in it all. He felt that he slowly took solid farm again but still he felt like he had sat in a carrousel for far too long. And also the lights around him took a longer time to disappear...
Then he was completely reformed again. But still... Chris couldn't help the feeling that something was very wrong. The hallway, where he still stood in, seemed so different... Well it was the hallway of the manor, but still... He spotted some bags casually thrown into a corner. And there were lots of jackets on the clothes-pegs. Oh and that ugly vase his mom loved so much... it wasn't there...
Then he heard a noise from the stairs, and when he turned there, he noticed that there were much more pictures on the wall, much more... But he hadn't the time to wonder about that, or even have a closer look. Because that second a young boy ran down the stairs, probably six or seven years old, followed by another boy which Chris recognised immediately, same as the older man, with dark hair with a few grey streaks and very familiar green eyes, who was playfully hunting the kids. Giggling and laughing they ran down the stairs and over to the sunroom where the older man caught the second of the boys, lifted him up and tickled him. The smaller boy turned around laughing, too. Then he spotted Chris and stopped for a moment.
He waved his hand smiling and greeted him: "Hello Uncle Christopher!"
The older man turned around looking into Chris's eyes which were kind of scared. He stopped tickling the boy and let him down to the ground again. He smiled widely and friendly. "Hey," he said, not knowing what else to say.
Chris was still frozen in shock. He stared at the three people not believing his eyes. 'That can't be, can it?' he thought.
Meanwhile also the older one of the boys looked at Chris with narrowed eyes. Then he sensed what was going on and his eyes grew wide.
"Christopher?" the small boy asked. "Is somethin' wrong?"
At this words the older boy turned to the younger one. "This isn't your uncle, Kevin," he said. Then he turned to Chris again: "That's dad!"
"Well... a younger version of me," corrected the old Chris smiling.
The young boy who the other one had called Kevin frowned confused. Then he went over to Chris looking at him wondering. "Matthew said you're our dad... are you our dad?" he asked.
Chris looked from the small boy to the older one: "Your name is Matthew?... So that's why Wyatt didn't tell me... you're named after him..."
"You know me?" Matthew asked now confused on his own.
The old Chris smiled, still looking at his younger version, and said: "We saw you, when you built up the bridge to Wyatt in the past."
Chris just nodded, completely shocked by all that. Was he really in the future? Or was that a trick by some demon?
Finally they went over to him and the old Chris patted his shoulder, while Matthew and Kevin hugged him. "Don't worry," the old Chris said, "this is true... you're about 23 years in the future..."
Chris nodded, but still he felt so dizzy. Everything was kind of unreal, it was like he would see the whole world through a big cloud. But the feeling of those cute boys, hugging his legs and waist respectively, let the things become real for him. Chris knelt down to look at them. 'God, he looks so much like me,' he thought looking and Matthew smiling. And turning to Kevin he thought‚ 'And he looks like his mom... That's unbelievable.'
Then he turned his head to Chris: "So we have three kids?"
The old Chris chuckled while Kevin stated: "No... six!"
Chris eyes grew wide as he stared at the boy shocked again: "S-six?"
His older version nodded: "Yepp... apart from Hope... there are also Natalie and Rebecca..."
"They are twins!" added Kevin which gained him a soft punch by his older brother.
"And Liam... the youngest."
Chris wanted to answer something, wanted to scream or something, but before he could say anything he heard again someone coming down the stairs. A little scared of what would happen next he turned his head same as the others.
"I swear to you, I did nothing," they heard a young male voice.
"Yeah... it was Christopher's idea... We were just up their to check something in the book, when he went in..."
That second voice Chris knew very well. "Wyatt," he muttered almost inaudible.
"He was just mumbling something like he needed some help with the whole sword-thing..." the first voice said.
Then the three persons appeared to their view. "I still can't believe it... I thought you're already out of this experimentating-phase... Especially you Wyatt," said the leader of the group - an older woman with long partly brown, partly grey hair who looked really *. "You can be really happy that Paige isn't here, Jim," she added.
"Oh please don't tell her or dad... please... They will kill me..." the teenager replied whining.
Chris meanwhile had rose and looked at them not believing his eyes. "Mom..." he said with a low and almost breaking voice.
The three persons turned to the group. The two young man looked at them confused. Then the teenager called Jim exclaimed: "See... there he is... nothing bad happened."
But Piper immediately knew what was going on. Even if she had no sensing power or something like that. She knew this man in front of her wasn't Christopher. She saw it in his eyes. This man was Chris... the Chris from the past. "Oh my..." she muttered. And then she went over to him. She just wanted to hug him, because she could imagine, that this must be freaking him out.
But Chris couldn't stand this anymore. Seeing her... his mother, grown old... still alive... It was just too much to bear at that moment, even if he knew his brother wouldn't kill her this time... It was just too much... Without any other word he orbed out.
"What...?" the old Piper asked surprised.
"Can anyone tell us what's going on here?" Wyatt asked.
"That was Dad!" Kevin stated.
"What?" Jim asked confused.
But then the truth hit Wyatt as he tried to sense for his brother. "Oh my God..." he muttered.
"Where is he gone?" Piper asked kind of frustrated.
Chris smiled weakly. "I guess I know it... Don't worry, I'll pick him up," he said. Then he gave his mother a kiss on her cheek and followed 'himself' by orbing.

Meanwhile in our time...
When the spinning stopped, Christopher looked around. "Oh sh*t..." he mumbled, noticing not only that his brother and cousin were nowhere to see but also that the attic was much too large. That wasn't his attic. "Oh my... I'm so grounded," he whined. Frustrated he moved his hand through his messy hair and again turned around himself for a couple of times. "Chris will kill me," he muttered again.
At that moment bluish orbing lights appeared in front of him, and turned into the small body of a three years old Wyatt. Both boys looked at each other frowning. "Where is Chris?" Wyatt asked then, sensing that this was not his big brother, even if he seemed familiar.
Christopher rolled his eyes and knelt down in front of him: "Hey, big brother, it's me... Christopher!"
"Christopher?" Wyatt asked back frowning. It was weird, his little brother was just a baby but... he couldn't deny that with the man in front of him it felt the same. And he remembered that, not so long ago, he had had the same feeling like now. It felt like when there had been two grown-up Chrises around. Or was he imagining that?
"Yeah it's me," the man said grabbing Wyatt's hands. "I'm sorry I've scared you, brother."
Wyatt was still frowning, but before anyone of them could say another word, they heard another voice from the stairs.
"Chris? Are you up there?"
"sh*t... mom," Christopher mumbled. She couldn't find out... she couldn't. So he picked Wyatt up to his arms and orbed with him away right on time. When Piper opened the door the attic was empty. She shrugged and then went back down again.

Back in the future...
Chris sat under a tree on a little hill in the middle of an old cemetery as his older self orbed in. He orbed in Chris's back, so he couldn't see his face. But he knew that his younger self was crying. He knew it, because he remembered that day very well. And he tried to remember what he had done, or has to do now... 'Jesus, that's confusing,' he thought.
Taking a deep breath he sat down beside his younger version and put his arm around him.
"It weird, but I'm happy you still know this place," Chris sobbed, drying his tears with his sleeve and then looking at his older version with red eyes.
The older Chris sighed and pulled his younger version into a close hug. "Of course I do... how could I forget it... even if she's alive this time."
The young Chris still sobbed a little his older version tried to soothe him: "It's ok, Chris. It's ok..."
"No, it's not... Mom died, MY mom died... And I just put that aside enjoying my life with the new Piper, forgetting about her..." Chris sobbed. He felt so much guilt.
"You didn't forget her... otherwise you wouldn't have been so shocked," the old Chris stated. "Our version of her is in our heart always and forever. That's why we made sure... well you will make sure that this place stays untouched."
The younger Chris looked up, seeing how the older one smiled at him and nodded. "Yeah... I bought this area... And I still come here from time to time, to think about her... and so will you..."
His younger version dried his tears and smiled weakly. "That's a good idea."
They sat together silently for a little while, thinking about their past life, and the new life they now had, and the younger Chris began to relax more and more. He always wanted this... this chance to see how the future is like. And now that he had it, the first thing he noticed was that he clearly didn't belong there anymore. This, even if it was the time he should be in, it wasn't his... his time was back in the past, with his wife and girl. Still this could be a really interesting experience.
He sighed deeply: "So why am I here?"
The older Chris shrugged: "I'm not sure... but from what I heard in the hallway... I guess Christopher did something to help him deal with his destiny... You know, I told him when he turns twenty-four, I'll pass Excalibur on to him... But he doesn't want that... So I suppose he cast a spell or something... And I guess the fact that today is Friday 13th did the rest."
"It's Friday 13th here today?" Chris asked and the older one nodded. Then the younger one asked: "Why would he need to do something like that?"
The older Chris smiled: "He's afraid, same as we were..."
The younger Chris nodded and thought: 'I still am...' Then he said: "I guess we should go back, mom is surely worried sick." The older Chris had to chuckle by these words. "And," the younger Chris said, "I'm really wondering about the other surprises you have for me..."

Meanwhile in our time...
Christopher orbed with Wyatt up there. Trying not to be seen, he hurried down the long hallway to the private chambers. Even if - in his time - Christopher was up there a lot of times, he still didn't know all the Elders and therefore he was afraid that his cover would be blown. And on the other hand he wasn't sure how long his brother would stay calm in his arms.
Finally he reached the door he was searching for and knocked.
It took a little while, but then the door was opened. "Chris? What are you doing here?"
Christopher looked around, and when he saw that no one was near he whispered: "Uncle Odin, it's me... I'm in huge trouble and I need your help! The others can't know that I'm here."
Odin frowned, then he rose his eyebrows: "Christopher?" The young man nodded. "Oh my... come in, come in..."

Belén wrote:Mmmm... Weird... Never thought I would be able to write anything this weekend, but I was just watching TV and felt like doing so. Well, I lost experience here, sorry if there are mistakes! Your beginning was VERY cute

Belén wrote:When Piper reached the top floor, she found out that the attic was empty. What she didn’t know was that someone had just left before she got there, and that this person was his little offspring, a bit grown-up and coming from faraway in the future. No, she didn’t know this, but she FELT odd. Something was wrong, and she wouldn’t be able to hide her distress. Her face, with a worried expression, turned to one side and the other scanning the room in search of that “something” she was sure there was there. However, the room was quiet now, too quiet... –Chris???- Repeated, stepping forward carefully and still looking around. No noise... But she’d heard something before! –Chris, this is not fun.- It wasn’t, and if she got no answer, then there was NO Chris there, so... –Pheebs!- Piper had started to feel nervous. No answer either. All of a sudden, she had a feeling, like a flash: -WYATT!?- And this was the problem... Wyatt wouldn’t answer. –Wyatt!!! Come here right now, sweety! Mom is worried!- Actually, Mom started to move faster and turn all pieces of furniture, chests, and boxes upside down as she kept calling for her little son. After a minute or two which seemed like eternity, she decided Wyatt was nowhere to be found in the attic, and thus she started to the stairs which she climbed down faster than a lightning while still shouting her sons’ names: CHRIS!! WYATT! CHRISTOPHER!!- She rushed to her room and after that to the nursery, but while she could find out the other kids were fine, she couldn’t get Wyatt. –LEOOOOO!!! For God’s sake, LEOOOOO Come here now, please! It’s Wyatt...!-


Wyatt... Who was safe, but not at home, and not with Chris... He was with his little big brother in the upper world, sitting on his lap while Odin paced around nervously and Christopher looked at him from time to time, a bit ashamed and scared at the same time.

-So you made up a spell...-

Christopher nodded, and Odin, after sighing deeply, went on:

-And you just appeared here.-

And again, the young witch nodded, followed by a little giggle from Wyatt, a Wyatt bigger and bigger each day, who decided now to jump from his legs and play on his own on the floor.

-He appear!- The boy repeated happily, not even knowing what it was about. This made Christopher even more ashamed. Odin stared at him now, stopping a few steps from him, hands at his back:

-Why on earth did you do that?-

-I am... I am worried.- He answered. –But I didn’t want... I mean...-

-Personal gain, Christopher! Didn’t your parents teach you that???- Odin was frustrated. Frustrated and worried, and he might be sounding a bit angry, but above all, he was worried. Christopher lowered his eyes, and Wyatt raised his:

-Don’t shout at Chris, uncle...- He said with an extremely serious expression for a kid.

-No, he’s right, Wy...- Muttered Christopher, very upset with himself. In fact, he knew HIS Wyatt would have said the same thing as Odin now. “What the * are you thinking about?? Christopher!! Personal gain, dammit! You know you can put all of us in danger!” Oh, yes. And he had. –I...- He was going to continue, and his eyes filled with tears, but what really startled him was the touch of those little hands around his knees:

-I’m not telling mom or dad, I promise.- Said the childish voice of his brother. Odin sighed again and sat down, taking his hand to his forehead to wipe out the sweat. He couldn’t think of the consequences of that action, but not telling the scared man off was a sensible idea coming from the little child. He had to help, not worsen the situation by scaring the young boy to death! –Ok... Listen, Christopher... You’re gonna go down there, and you will try to... keep the secret. They’ll think you’re Chris, so no need to frighten them all. I will talk to Silas and we’ll see what we can do.- Christopher raised his eyes, now with hope towards him, and asked:

-You sure???- Odin smiled and stood up tiredly, going to them afterwards and patting his shoulder:

-Absolutely. Don’t worry, buddy.-

-No worry, baddie!- Repeated little Wyatt, pronouncing the word bad in a funny way. Christopher had to laugh after all, and messed with the id’s hair.

Wow! Great updates, girls! I really enjoyed them!

And Belén, welcome back! Hope you can find the time to update more often!

Well, this update isn't going to be too big, I seem to be short on ideas lately....

Okay, so it's longer then I expected.... lol
And Chrissy, I fixed that little error you noticed...

Chrissy.W.x wrote:When the door to his office was suddenly opened Darryl startled. He had been zoned out a little, since there wasn't much to do these days.
"Did I wake you up," Kyle asked smiling, when he saw how his colleague rubbed his eyes.
"Don't get checky, young man," the detective said with faked anger.
Kyle just laughed and sat down in front of his friend, placing a box with burgers and coffe on his table. "I thought you might be hungry, too," he said.
Darryl smiled: "Thanks." And so they both had their lunch.
While they were eating the two man talked about all the things that came to their minds. They talked about the last case, the new Senator, the results of the last football game...
Then Darryl said: "By the way, I tried to call you last evening. I wanted to ask if you like to come over for a beer since Sheila was in theater with her friend and my son sleep at his friend's home."
Kyle grinned: "Yeah, sorry, I slept at the Paige's..."
Darryl looked up from his burger. And when he finally managed to swallow down the bite he asked: "Again?" he knew that Kyle and Paige spent a lot of time together lately, but hadn't he just told him yesterday that he had stayed with her.
His friend meanwhile just nodded, with his mouth full of burger, too, so Darryl added: "You spend a lot of time in the manor lately."
Kyle grinned: "Not that much... only four nights this week, so far..."
Now Darryl caughed, surprised by his friend's words: "Four nigths? You realised that we only have Thursday, do you?" His friend just nodded smiling.

Kirianna Ledräen wrote: -Back in the future...
- Piper was pacing back and forth, worrying about Chris, Past Chris. She laughed to herself at that thought. Just over twenty-three years ago, it had been Future Chris. Time travel was just so confusing! But either way, he was still her son. She glanced over at Wyatt, Jim, Matthew and Kevin. Wyatt gave her a reassuring smile, as Jim kept Matthew and Kevin busy. Moments later, Piper's heart nearly jumped out of her chest as both Chrises orbed in.
- "Thank God you're alright!" She said, with her hand to her heart, walking toward them. She quickly put her arms around the younger Chris, and pulled him into a hug. He was both stunned and relieved, feeling just like he had that day in the past when he'd first hugged her after she had found out who he was. And just like that time, his heart was pounding. To see her alive and well, the way she should have been in his own time line, was overwhelming to say least, but also heartwarming.
- "I'm fine, Mom." He said, holding her a little longer, before pulling back and looking at everyone. Piper moved next to the older Chris then, took holed of his arm, and smiled proudly up at him. Kevin moved away from Matthew and Jim, and walked up to Past Chris and lightly touched his arm, as if to see if he was really there.
- "Are you really my dad?" He asked curiously, in his young voice. Chris looked down at him and smiled.
- "Looks that way." Chris replied, reaching over to mess the young boy's hair, getting a giggle in return. Chris then looked over at his older self, a serious expression transforming his face. "So how do I get back to my time?"
- Just then, a set of blue-white orbs started to appear nearby and formed into Leo. An older looking Leo. It didn't take Leo long to realize something wasn't right. He looked from one face to the other, and stopped on the younger Chris.
- "Dad! Your hair! It's turning white!" Chris said shocked, before Leo could open his mouth to speak. Chris's reaction caused Leo to laugh, and he knew he'd been right about him.
- "Yes, it is getting a little grey." Leo said, smiling broadly. Everyone else was trying to stifle their laugher, and the tension no one had sensed building, was broken.
- "But, I thought you would always look young. So how is that possible?" Chris stammered. Leo absently ran his fingers through his greying dark blonde hair.
- "Chris, do you remember when I first became an Elder?" Leo asked, looking at his time traveling son.
- "Yeah." He said in an embarrassed tone, his cheeks turning red at the memory. Leo smiled at his embarrassment, despite himself.
- "Do you remember, that when I came back down for the first time, I had a few white hairs?" He asked, regaining his composure.
- "Yeah." Piper said, sounding a little annoyed, despite the smile on her face. Chris blushed even more at this. Even the elder Chris was starting to blush. The two young boys were listening intently, looking from one adult to the other. Wyatt and Jim stood by, silently, taking it all in.
- "I told your mother then that I must have spent too much time Up There. But in reality, it was a preview of what was to come. Even though Elders, like Kings, can be any age, eventually they must grow older. It gives them a more distinguished, wiser look. Though we will never die, we also won't ever look like we just walked out of a grave. But, I'm afraid, the cost of looking wise requires grey hair. And I didn't want Piper to feel like she was growing older by herself, so I sped up the process." Leo explained. He looked at the two boys, a smile creeping onto his lips, and winked.
- "And I'm, you're, just getting old." The older Chris said, teasing his younger counterpart. Past Chris had to laugh at that.
- "Now it's my turn. What are you doing here, Chris?" Leo asked, looking for the explanation this time.
- "I wish I knew." Chris replied, bewildered.
- "But..." Leo began.
- "Ask your other son." Piper said, looking at Wyatt. Leo looked over to him, surprised.
- "It was Christopher. Jim and I went up to the attic to check something in the Book, and found him up there. He was mumbling about the sword or something, then disappeared." Wyatt explained, as he moved closer.
- "We didn't know anything was really wrong until we came down here with Aunt Piper, and saw Chris." Jim added, feeling a little ashamed for not stopping Christopher.
- "So how do I get back?" Chris asked again, looking at Leo. "Can Hope bring me back, and get Christopher?" Just then, more blue-white orbs formed a few feet away, and a voice could be heard.
- "Did I hear my name?" Hope said before she was fully formed.
- "Hope!" Chris said, when he saw his grown up daughter.
- "Uncle Christoph... Chris? Dad?" She said, shocked. Her young father smiled at her sheepishly. She quickly glanced at her older father, who gave her a similar smile. "What's going on here?"
- "That's what we are trying to figure out, Hope." Leo answered her. Then he turned his attention to Wyatt. "Tell me again what happened when you saw Christopher in the attic."
- "He was chanting something. He was talking to low for me to get most of it. But it did sound like a spell." Wyatt recounted, wishing he had heard what Christopher has said.
- "And then you came down here and found Chris?" Leo probed.
- "Yes." Wyatt confirmed. Leo thought for a moment. Something sounded vaguely familiar to him. Christopher casts a spell, and now he's in the past and Chris is in the future...
- "I think he cast a switching spell." Leo concluded after a minute, and a little pacing.
- "A switching spell?" Piper said, baffled.
- "I'm sure you remember how many times a switching spell has been cast on us?" Leo said, smiling at the memories.
- "You mean when our powers were switched? Or my pregnancy syndromes?" She said, chuckling at the second one, her kids looking at her puzzled. "Or when Phoebe switched places with her past life? Or when Paige switched bodies with Phoebe? Or those three blondes stole our identities?" She pointed out.
- "Or when the baby was switched to me..." Leo added, trying not to laugh. Both Chrises, Wyatt, Hope and Jim looked at Leo, dumbfounded. Matthew and Kevin looked rather grossed out, their faces scrunched in disgust at the thought of Leo being pregnant. Piper couldn't help but laugh at that. "But yeah, that's what I mean. But it looks like, this time, Christopher and Chris switched times, instead of bodies or powers."
- "But what does that mean? And will Hope be able to bring us back to our own times?" Chris asked, after a moment to compose himself. Since he had been there for his own birth, he knew the baby they had meant had been Wyatt. And the thought that his father had carried Wyatt, even for a short time, was disconcerting.
- "No, she won't be able to. Since it was a spell that switched you in the first place, the only way back is for the magic to run its course, or the spell to be reversed." Leo said, feeling sorry for Chris.
- "Great! And since Wyatt and Jim didn't hear what Christopher said, I can't reverse the spell." Chris said, feeling helpless.
- "Unfortunately, it looks like only Christopher can reverse it." Leo said, compassionately.

First, I want to say, Chrissy, love your update!!!
Second, I know you've been itching to write, so your wait is over.
And Third, I hope you like this!

Chrissy.W.x wrote:Back in our time:
"Piper, what's going on?" Leo asked even before he was completely materialised. And as soon as he took a look at his wife, he knew something must be wrong, since the worry and distress was clearly readable in Piper's eyes. She was standing in the empty nursery, and that worried Leo even more.
"Wyatt and Chris, I can't find them. I don't..."
"Shhhh..." Leo went over to her and pulled her into a hug to make her calm down. He wouldn't find out what's going on when she panicked. Then he separated a little from her to look her in the eyes and said: "Tell me what happened."
Piper tried to calm down, but was hardly able to. "I was finishing lunch and I wanted to pick up the boys. I went to the attic to get Chris since I heard something from the room... But no one was there. So I came here and found Bianca who told me that Wyatt orbed away, saying 'Chris' before he left. And..." She started sobbing by now. "and I called for them and... they didn't come... and.. I don't know Leo, I just feel that something is wrong. I just feel it."
"Where is Bianca now?" Leo asked now worried on his own.
"Downstairs, with the kids..." his wife replied.
The Elder sighed and pulled her close again, rubbing her back in circles to calm her down. Even if he knew there wasn't much anyone could do to calm down a worried mother, especially one of the kind like Piper. And while he hugged his wife he tried to sense for his boys, worried on his own...
But then he sighed relieved and pulled away from his wife to look at her again: "Please, stop worrying, they are fine. Wyatt is up there and Chris seems to be, too. Through his signal is a little foggy, but it is him, I'm sure..."
"Are you really sure?" Piper asked, desperate.
Leo nodded and hugged her again, tightly.
Right that moment bluish orbing lights filled the room again, making the couple separate and rise their heads.
"Mommy?" Wyatt asked as soon as he saw the tears on her face.
"Wyatt..." Piper breathed out and ran over to him and Chris(topher) to pick up the small boy and hold him close.
"What happened?" the older of the brothers asked, though he had a small idea of what had been going on while they had visited Odin.
"Nothing," Leo smiled, "Piper was just worried, because she couldn't find you... And I guess with the increasing demon activity lately she overreacted a little."
That was when the woman turned to them sharply, addressing both men: "I did NOT overreact... And I still have the feeling that something's wrong here... And Chris, why did you father say your signal is foggy when he tried to sense for you?"
Chris(topher) looked from one to the other. He had talked about this problem with Odin. His magical signature was the same as the one of the baby, but - even if they were kind of the same - it was different from Chris'. So Odin used some of his magic to mask his signal. But how should he explain that now. "Well," he started, "I guess maybe this has something to do with the demon I ran into earlier... But I doubt it is anything worth worrying about..." And he surprised himself how easily it worked to lie at his parents right now, while in his own time he wasn't able to do that. But it was probably like Chris had once said: "When you're not in your own time, some things seem to be easier to do... especially when it comes to lying to the people you love. But even so, it won't make it easier for yourself."
Christopher was still lost in his thoughts when a sentence from Piper made his worries increase again, drastically.
"Well, ok... but now you should come down with us for lunch. Your wife is already down there with your daughter and Christopher," Piper said.
'Wife?' Christopher thought. 'Daughter?' Inside he felt like falling into a deep black hole. 'Oh no... I can't play the loving husband...' What if she wants to kiss him... or even worse what if she wanted to... 'Don't go there, Christopher,' he told himself, 'don't go there!' Sighing he followed his parents out of the attic and down the stairs, all the while desperately trying to find a way to get out of this as soon as possible.

Kirianna Ledräen wrote:First, I want to say, Chrissy, love your update!!!

Kirianna Ledräen wrote:Second, I know you've been itching to write, so your wait is over.

Kirianna Ledräen wrote:And Third, I hope you like this!

Kirianna Ledräen wrote:You know, I should really start watch "Law and Order". Maybe then the "lawyer speak" would come a little easier..... lol

Kirianna Ledräen wrote:-Still in our time, halfway across town...

- Court had just been called back into session, and Cole quickly eyed Lurch as the judge entered and sat down. For some unknown reason, Cole had the feeling he was needed at home, and so he wanted to get this over with as soon as possible. He watched as Judge Harris asked the jury to show her their verdict, and satisfied with the outcome, gave the piece of paper back to the bailiff, who in turn gave it back to the lead juror. Then he and his client stood up to hear the verdict.
- "How do you find the defendant?" Judge Harris asked the jury.
- "In the charge of animal cruelty, we, the jury, find the defendant not guilty." The head juror announced, much to Cole's relief. He looked over at Lurch, who had a creepy little smile on his face, and nudged him under the desk with his foot, making the young looking demon give him a quick glare.
- "Young Mister Smith, you are free to go." The judge told Lurch, then turning to the prosecution said, "Mr. and Mrs. Connally, I suggest you find an outlet for your daughter's imagination. And it would be best to keep her out of dark alleys while alone at night. Court is adjourned." She finished with a strike of her gavel.
- Everyone in the court room stood up then, as the judge and jurors left, then everyone followed suit. Little Sarah Connally glared across the room at Lurch, as her mother held her close, while her father talked to their lawyer. Lurch smiled that sick smile again, scaring the little girl, and making her hide her face in her mother's shirt. Cole stepped in their line of sight then, glaring at Lurch, and leaning close.
- "Lurch, I warned you already, get out of town as soon as we leave here." Lurch glared up at him, not afraid of Cole's threat.
- "Yeah, sure, whatever." He said in a voice that shouldn't belong to a seventeen-year-old boy. Cole leaned in even more, right into the demon's face.
- "If I ever catch you in San Francisco again, I'm going to send the Charmed Ones after you." He hissed.
- "Is that a threat?" Lurch asked, getting in Cole's face this time.
- "No, it's a promise. And for God's sake, go brush your teeth! Your breath smells like dead dog!" With that, Cole picked up his brief case, and hurried back home.

- Piper, Leo, Wyatt, and Chris(topher) headed down the stairs. Christopher was lagging behind, still trying to find a way out of the mess he had orbed himself into. He stopped when he heard Wyatt run over to Baby Christopher and Hope, who were sitting on the floor in the living room, playing. Bianca was with them, and Christopher's mind was spinning. What am I going to do? He thought, frantically. And just then, his prayers were answered, as a demon shimmered into the hallway, near the front door.
- "Wyatt, force field!" Piper yelled. Wyatt immediately obeyed, and his shield came up to protect himself, Baby Christopher and Hope. Bianca stayed near the children, and Piper raised her hands to blow up the demon. But the demon attacked first, sending an energy ball coursing toward Piper and Leo. Christopher quickly orbed out of the way, and behind the demon, as Piper and Leo ducked. The energy ball hit into the wall, scorching it.
- "Chris!" Bianca yelled, making Christopher turn her way, and alerting the demon of his presence behind him. The demon quickly turned on him, sending an energy ball flying. Christopher orbed out of the way again, but the front door opened just then, and Cole came in. Right in the path of the energy ball. Piper froze the energy ball and then blew up the demon with two quick hand movements. Cole was standing stoke still, with the energy ball only an inch from his face.
- "Is everyone all right?" Leo asked, looking at everyone in turn. Christopher had orbed back to the stairs, behind Leo. Wyatt lowered his shield then, knowing the danger was gone. Bianca stayed by them, but looked over to Chris(topher) worried. Piper was brushing herself off, and looked over at Cole, who still hadn't moved.
- "You can move now, Cole." Piper said, as she walked over to him.
- "Easy for you to say." That's when Piper noticed Cole's dilemma. His back was pressed up against the door, his head at an angle. If he moved, even a little bit, he risked getting the frozen energy ball in the head.
- "Oh. Chris, sweetie, could you give us a hand here, please?" Piper asked, inspecting Cole's situation. Christopher came down the rest of the stairs, his heart pounding against his ribs, terrified he'd be found out at any moment.
- "I think, if you pull the energy ball away from your uncle, slowly, then toss it into the wall where the other one hit, it should be fine. And we can deal with the wall later." Piper said, moving back away from Cole.
- "Okay." Christopher said, in a small voice. He lifted his hand then, and started to slowly move the energy ball telekinetically away from Cole. "Dad, you better duck." He said. Leo looked at him confused for a second, then moved out of the way, when he realized what Chris(topher) was about to do. And as soon as Leo was out of the way, the energy ball was flying into the wall, right where the last one had hit.
- "Thanks, kid. That's another one I own you." Cole said, placing his hand on Christopher's shoulder. Just then, he was thrown into a vision. Chris standing in the manor...A demon's back... An unintelligible spell being cast by an unseen person...The manor's grandfather clock... And unrecognizable object glinting in the sun... Cole shook his head as he came out of it. Not sure what to make of the fuzzy flashes he'd just had. Piper looked at him, worried, having recognized the look on his face, as the same one Phoebe got when she had a premonition.
- "What did you see?" She asked him. Christopher held his breath and moved away, fearing Cole had found him out.
- "I don't know. It wasn't very clear. Chris was the only thing I could make out. And he was just standing in the manor. Everything else was just a jumble of images that don't make much sense." He tried to explain, but the pictures were quickly fading from his mind. He shook his head again, and the reason he'd come home so quickly, came back to him. "Is everything all right here? I mean, other then the demon attack?"
- "Oh, yeah, everything is fine. Now." Piper said, giving Chris(topher) a worried look.
- "What do you mean, now?" Cole asked, following Piper's gaze to Christopher, who avoided her eyes and looked down at his feet. Feeling like he was just about to be busted.
- "Oh, nothing. Chris and Wyatt went missing for a few heart wrenching minutes. But they are both back now. And safe." Piper said, feeling a little better. Cole visibly relaxed then, feeling, maybe, he hadn't been needed home so quickly. "So, who's hungry?" Piper asked, after a moment. Everyone answered that they were, except Christopher.
- "I'm not hungry. I think I'm just going to go check the Book and see if I can identify that demon." He said, then jogged up the stairs before anyone could stop him.

Chrissy.W.x wrote:Like it???? Girl I love it! I was laughing so much while reading it. it's perfect!

Awe, thank you!!

Chrissy.W.x wrote:Well, I'm going on now... Hope it'll turn out at least half as good as yours...

Chrissy.W.x wrote:Steve looked at the demonic witch intensely, confused about his behavior. What did he mean? Did he mean he wouldn't help him just because the world wasn't in danger? Was he to small to fit into Belthazor's clients?
Julian seemed to guess what the demon-Elder was thinking, so he explained: "I know the Ashon aren’t the kindest of demons, but... See it from their point of view just for once."
Steve just shook his head and rose. "I better go," he muttered.
But Julian wasn't done yet: "What if a demon would take away his child from it's human parent to raise it far away from the mortal world? What if the mortal family of that child would want the kid back? Would you want me to kill all the mortals then, too?"
Steve turned around and glared at the man: "That's not the same!"
"Isn't it?" Julian gave back.
"What is it that you want me to do then?" the younger one asked, getting angry. "Shall I go to them, let them corrupt my soul to the point that I'd willing kill my own fiancée and maybe even eat her? Do you want me to become a monster?"
"You already are that, Steve... You are a half-demon, the monster - as you called it - is a part of you!"
The young man wanted to throw another angry comment back at the demonic witch when the door was suddenly roughly opened and Belthazor stormed into the cave slamming the door shut behind him.
"Those stupid little demon-followers of mine... How often do I have to tell them to not go after the Charmed Ones, d*mn it!" he groaned angrily, his eyes glowing dangerously, as he went over to his separated room. But seconds later he returned, his emotions calmed down, and looked at Steve with a weird smile. Then he said to Julian: "Why didn't you tell me that we have a guest?"
"Well..." Julian started.
But Steve interrupted him: "I was just about to leave... That is if you could give me a lift."
Belthazor looked at Julian who sighed, then he turned to Steve nodded, saying: "Alright, as you wish... Have a nice day." He waved his hand and the young man disappeared.
As soon as he was gone Belthazor turned to his friend: "What was that about?"
The demonic witch shrugged: "What do you think, he asked for help to get rid of his family..."
"And you said no," the source stated. And when the other nodded he asked: "Why didn't you tell him the truth?"
Julian glared at him: "What? Shall I tell him that they aren't doing this for the reason he believes in? That they just want to help him the same way as Elenia does? Do you honestly believe that Steve would believe that his demonic family just wants him to find out who he really is?"
"Maybe that would make things easier for him..." Belthazor thought out loud, but then shook his head. "No I guess it won't. I guess he didn't even think about the fact that he HAS a demonic side..."
Julian nodded: "Non of them seems to think about that..."
The source snorted: "Yeah... Not even Cole who knows about this first hand..."

Paige was still correcting exams in her office at the school, when her mobile phone rang. She sighed and answered it: "Yeah..."
"Hey baby... it's me..." she heard from the other end of the line...
"Oh hey Kyle... How are you doing?"
"I'm lonely... I miss you."
Paige grinned, through he couldn't see it: "I miss you, too..."
"You know," Kyle then began, "I was wondering if you'd like to go out with me tonight... There is this new restaurant near the department, which looks really lovely. And later we could watch a movie."
Paige looked at her watch and then at the pile of still uncorrected exams, before she sighed: "Oh honey, I would love to, but I'm so busy right now, I doubt I'll make it out of here before eight or nine tonight..."
She heard her lover sigh. Then he was silent. "Kyle?"
"Yeah... I'm here, I was just thinking..." There was another silence, then he asked: "Do you think Piper would let me use her kitchen?"
Now Paige chuckled: "I'm not sure... Why?"
"Because then I would prepare you a little snack and wait for you to get home tonight..." he replied, his voice a little seductive..."
Paige smiled again: "Well... as long as you don’t set the whole room on fire, she won't mind... I hope..."
"Great!" Kyle said enthusiastically.
"Yeah great..."
"See you later, baby..."
"Yeah, bye honey..." And with this she ended the call. She kept staring at her phone for a moment before she smiled again and put it aside to return to her work with new found eagerness.

Kirianna Ledräen wrote:Well, here's my updated. It's a little longer then I thought, I hope that's all right. Actually, I thought I'd finish writing it and updating it tomorrow. But anyway, I got it done. Enjoy!!

Kirianna Ledräen wrote:- Bianca was heading up the stairs to the attic, with a tray of food for Chris(topher). It had been an hour or so since the last demon attack, and since Chris(topher) had seemed rather distant, she had decided to let him be for a while. But she was worried about him. And despite his saying so earlier, she was pretty sure he was hungry now. Plus, he did have a hard time turning down anything Piper cooked.
- "Hi honey. I brought you something to eat." She said, as she walked into the attic. Chris(topher) looked up from the Book, which was in his lap, fear creeping into his mind. Fear he'd be found out by the one person who would know the difference. He forced himself to relax, knowing if he didn't, he'd be found out for sure.
- "Thank you." He said after a moment, and after closing the Book and placing it on its stand. He'd told the others earlier he was going to look for the demon, but that was far from the truth. He was looking for a way back to his time, and to bring Chris back to this one. But, so far, with no luck.
- Bianca placed the tray on the table. Glad for Paige's little cleanup spell. She looked over at Chris(topher), watching him for a moment. She could tell something was bothering him, and she hoped he would talk to her.
- "I didn't want to bother you before, and I knew you needed some time alone. But I'm worried about you. Is everything all right?" She asked, as she walked over to him. Christopher swallowed around the lump in his throat, hoping she didn't notice, before he spoke.
- "I'm fine. Everything is fine." He lied, not sounding too convincing, but hopefully convincing enough.
- "Don't lie to me. What's wrong?" She pressed, becoming suspicious. Wondering why he wasn't looking her in the eye.
- "I'm not lying! Nothing's wrong." He said a little more forcefully then he intended.
- "It sure doesn't sound like nothing's wrong. What's going on with you today?" She said, feeling affronted.
- "Can't I come up to the attic and look in the Book without being asked a thousand questions? And why, every time I want to be alone, does something have to be wrong? For the last time, I'm fine!" He said, raising his voice, and feeling angry. He just wanted to get back to his time and fix this before anyone found out. And everyone bothering him with questions wasn't helping. He knew he could lie if he needed to, but he just wanted to get back before he caused any more trouble.
- "Fine. No, fine. If you want to be alone, I'm gone." Bianca said, angrily, feeling a pain in her heart. A sense of betrayal. She started to walk out of the attic. Christopher felt a guilty pang, knowing he probably did just make more trouble. For Chris.
- "Bianca... I'm sorry. Please, I..." He started, moving toward her. She stopped but didn't look back at him. "I'm just stressed out with all demons. And I just need some time to clear my head." He continued.
- "Then you should have said so in the first place. You didn't have to lie and yell, and..." She said, never turning to face him. She didn't want him to see the tears about to spill onto her cheeks.
- "I'm sorry. You don't know how sorry I am." He said, feeling really bad for yelling at her and upsetting her. And knowing Chris would kick his butt for doing it. "I'm going to go. Try to find some... Try to clear my head, find some peace for a little while. Later." He said, defeated. Then orbed away.

- The police station was rather busy this afternoon. The detectives and other officers were coming and going, bringing in suspects and racing out to emergencies. And Darryl was watching it all. He'd been filling in paperwork all morning, and he knew he'd be doing the same thing all afternoon, unless some big emergency required his expertise. But right now, he was taking a coffee break, even though it hadn't been that long since he'd finished having lunch with Kyle. There was just so much work that he needed the extra break.
- Just then a couple of cops brought in a big man in cuffs, who was struggling. Darryl recognized the man, as he'd been the one to put him away. He was rather surprised to see him, even though he'd heard he'd been released on parol recently.
- "Well, well, if it isn't Detective Darryl Morris. Been a long time." The prisoner said.
- "Not long enough, Jackson. Aren't you supposed to be on parol?" Darryl asked him, as the two officers sat him roughly in a chair.
- "Mitchell's too busy to bother with me. What with all his delinquents." Jackson said, grinning evilly.
- "Oh, really? You do know what breaking parol will do to you, right? You're going right back to jail." Darryl said, leaning in close. Then straightening up, and turning to a junior officer, he said, "Daniels, go tell Henry we found his missing parolee."
- "Yes, sir." Officer Daniels said, then went in search of the parol officer. Darryl moved away from Jackson, and let him stew in his own mess. As he turned around, he saw Kyle sitting at his desk, his hand on the phone, and a ridiculously big grin on his face. That grin was so contagious, Darryl found himself smiling, too.
- "Just talked to Paige, didn't you?" He asked as he approached the younger man. Kyle looked up, still grinning widely.
- "Yeah, we have a date tonight. I'm going to prepare something for her." Kyle told him, his smile never leaving his face.
- "Well, it's not tonight yet. Still got about five hours or so to go." Darryl reminded him. An idea came to him then.
- "Hey, I don't suppose I can leave early?" He asked, hopefully.
- "I'm not your boss. You should go see the captain. But you better think of a better excuse then you want to cook for your girlfriend." Darryl said, patting Kyle on the shoulder as he headed back to his office.
- "I might just do that." Kyle said to himself.

- Steve had been sent back to the main hall in Magic School. And he was rather *. Why wouldn't Julian and Belthazor help him? It seemed like he was never going to get rid of his father's demonic side of the family. And since there were so many, it would take forever to find and vanquish them all by himself. * it! He thought, then punched the wall.
- "Steve?" He heard the sweet voice, so full of worry, that he'd heard so many times, and that his heart cherished. Nicki had just come out of one of the classrooms, and had seen him punch the wall. She walked over to him now, worried about the man she loved.
- "Nicki. Hi." He said, sheepishly. He tried to smile, but it didn't work. She was still terribly worried.
- "Steve, sweetheart, what's wrong?" She asked as she came up to him, and took his hand in hers. His knuckles were bleeding. He looked away from her, ashamed to let her see him this way.
- "It's nothing." He lied, looking at the floor. She held up his hand, and made him wince by touching his knuckles.
- "This isn't nothing. What is it? Please tell me. I can help, whatever it is." She said lovingly, trying to soothe his anger. It seemed to work, but only for a moment.
- "You can't help me. No one can!" He said, his anger rising again. He pulled his hand from her grasp, and started to walk down the corridor.
- "Steve! Steve!" Nicki tried calling after him, but he never stopped.

- Christopher had orbed himself to the library at Magic School, hoping he could find something there to help him get back. But so far, still no luck. He closed another book in frustration, just as an angry Steve came in, knocking over a chair. He watched him for a moment before saying anything.
- "Rough day?" He asked the slightly younger man.
- "Yeah. You have no idea." He said, seeing Christopher for the first time, since he'd arrived in the library.
- "Oh, I may not know about your day, but mine hasn't been any better, I'm sure." Christopher confessed.
- "Fight with the Mrs.?" Steve joked, as he came and sat next to him.
- "Oh, it's so much more then that." Christopher said, feeling his cheek heat up.
- "Isn't it always? I mean with all the magic, it just makes everything complicated, worst." The demon-Elder said, glancing at the pile of books in front of Christopher.
- "Well, not always. And sometimes the magic makes it easier. At least then, I can find out if a girl likes me before I make a fool of myself." The future Elder-witch said, forgetting himself for a minute. He looked up suddenly, realizing his mistake. Steve was staring wide eyed at him, mouth hanging open. "Ah, ah, what I meant was..." He tried to explain, starting to panic.
- "You're not Chris." Steve said, getting out of his chair, and looking around the deserted library for help that wasn't there.
- "Yes, I am." Christopher tried, getting up himself. Also noticing the library was empty, thankfully.
- "No, you're not. Who are you?" Steve said, suddenly going into defensive mode, now that the shock had worn off. "Who sent you?"
- "No, no! It's nothing like that! I am Chris! I swear!" He said, trying to defend himself, but seeing Steve wasn't buying it. So it looked like the truth was his only option left. "Well, not that Chris. I'm Christopher. From the future."
- "What?" Steve looked at him for a minute. He sure looked like Chris. But then, if they'd been born at the same time, they could have been twins. Wait! They could never have been born at the same time! At least not at the same time and be two different people. If Chris hadn't somehow gotten out of all time, he would be Christopher. All this time travel stuff is giving me a headache! Steve thought. But sure enough, it did make sense. It's not like Christopher hadn't been in the past before. And his powers were telling him that Christopher was telling the truth. "So what are you doing here?"
- "Would you believe I screwed up a spell?" Christopher said, sheepishly. Feeling really stupid now. That spell should have worked! He thought.
- "Does anyone else know you're here?" Steve asked, coming back to the table, and sitting down, nursing his hand.
- "Only Wyatt and Odin. The others think I'm Chris." He admitted, looking over at the books he'd taken. Steve followed his gaze, and noticed for the first time that they were all books on time travel.
- "What about Chris? Where is he?" Steve asked, looking at the adult version of the little boy he knows so well.
- "In my time. I think. I really screwed up." Christopher put his head in his hands, wishing Hope was there to take him back. And suddenly wondering why she hadn't brought Chris back and got him.
- "Well, Paige keeps saying that things happen for a reason. So maybe there is a reason your spell worked the way it did. Maybe you're supposed to be here right now." Steve said, trying to lift his spirits. It was so weird talking to him like this. It was usually Chris who gave him the pep talks. But this wasn't Chris, this was Christopher.
- "Yeah, maybe. I don't know." The future Elder-witch said. He sat up straighter then, trying to figure out what to do next, when he noticed Steve's hand.
- "What happened to your hand?" He asked, looking at the drying blood on Steve's knuckles.
- "Oh, it ah, had a confrontation with a wall." Now it was Steve's turn to feel stupid. He flexed his hand and felt a small but sharp pain run through his nerves. Christopher looked at him, curious. So he decided to go on. "I was angry that no one would help me vanquish my father's family. I just can't stand the thought that they'd hurt Nicki. I need them gone!"
- Christopher looked at him, feeling sorry for him, but also knowing the outcome of all this. And knowing it wasn't the outcome Steve expected. But he did know enough about what happened to help Steve find his way. And maybe Steve could help him find his way back as well.
- "Steve."
- "Yeah?"
- "What if I help you with your problem, and you help me with mine? Sound like a plan?" Christopher offered, at least then they'd both have an outlet for their troubles. And he could avoid his family.
- "Sounds like a plan!" Steve said, then they shook on it.

Chrissy.W.x wrote:*loooooooooooool* Girl, I love this, it's great... *hugs* Well, my brain is still cooked just fine witht he temperature here... I'm sweating like *... *sigh* But I'll do my best to produce something presentable... Hope you'll like it...

Chrissy.W.x wrote:Meanwhile in the future...
Chris was sitting on the sofa in the living room, unsure what to do now. "Relax," his older version had said, "as far as I remember I stayed a coupke of dys before Christopher solved this little problem..." 'Great, just great!' Chris thought. As much as he liked this chance, it also made him feel uncomfortable... What surprises may stil be out there for him? He didn't know... He really didn't know...
Right now he was alone, taking a breath so to say. Wyatt was meeting his girlfriend and Jim, who was really a nice young man, was also meeting some friends... His mom was at the restaurant, and it was good for Chris to know, that they had managed to keep it as good as it was when Julian's grandma had been the boss there. So that meant, they would succeed. And Leo and Hope were up there, talking with the Elders amd trying to find a different way to switch him and Christopher back. And Chris, well the older Chris, and his kids were at the school. He sighed, Actually he really didn't like to be all alone. So he decided it was time to explore this world a litte bit, and the best place to start this was the golden gate bridge...
He was just about to orb away when the front door was obened ad a soft baby-cry was heard. "Anybody home?" a voice was yelling. A female voice... Bianca's voice. Chris stopped. A little unsure he went over to the hallway, preparing himself to see an old woman since his wife should be 50 years by now...
But when he turned the corner he was surprised that Bianca didn't look as old as he had thought. She had a few more grams on her hibs, but after 6 kids that was no miracle. Her hair was still dark and thick and when she turned to him she saw that, even if there were some wrinkles she still had those beautiful shining eyes and that beautiful little nose and that beautiful smile. "Wow..." he muttered.
Bianca looked at him confused as she picked the little boy out of them pram. "Is everything ok?"
Chris slowly went closer and looked at the little baby in her arms. He was perfect, same as his mom, and he remembered him a lot of Hope. He looked up at the older version of his wife and smiled at her full of love, which let the woman become a little uneasy, since she still thought the man by her side was Christopher.
"I just noticed that you are perfect... you both are," he said.
"Christopher, what's going on here?" she asked confused.
Now Chris realised that she didn't know and smiled embarrassed. "Well..." he said, scratching his head, "not Christopher, just Chris... mini-me kind of let us switch positions in time.
The Phoenix looked at him blankly for a moment, then she gasped. "Chris?" she asked.
The man just nodded and seconds later he was pulled into an one-arm-hug.

Back in our time...
Julian was sitting on the computer watching a live-picture from the library of magic school. He watched Steve, to be precisious, because he was a little bit worried about that young man. He wished he could help him, but as long as the boy wasn't ready to accept who he was, there was no chance. But at least this way he could make sure that the man wouldn't do anything stupid again.
Staring at the picture, he observed how he punched the wall, frowning. He really felt pity for the man.
then he watched him go to the library where Chris was sitting bend over some books, he watched them how they talked...
"Wow," he muttered, and then called loudly, "B.! COME OVER HERE, QUICK!"
A moment later the red demon falmed in: "What's wrong?" But Julian just turned the speekers louder and mentioned for him to listen...
"No, no! It's nothing like that! I am Chris! I swear!" they heard the Elder-witch say, "Well, not that Chris. I'm Christopher. From the future."
"Oh my God..." the demon muttered, and Julian just nodded.
They listened a little more to the conversation and the more they talked the more they both shook their heads.
"We need to do something..." Belthazor said.
Julian nodded: "I completely agree." And with those words he shimmered away.
Belthazor turned his attention back to the screen where he saw the two young man shake hands.
"Ok, so where do we start?" he heard Steve ask.
And right when Chris wanted to answer something the demon saw how Julian shimmered in. He observed how the other two looked at him confused as the demonic witch stormed over to Chris. "No time for explanations" he heard Julian say. Then he saw him grab Christopher's arm and shimmer with him away, leaving a confused Steve behind
The next second both Julian and Christopher appeared in their cave.
"What the h*ll is all this about?" the witch-Elder asked confused.
"What this is about?" Julian asked. "What the h*ll are you thinking Chrsitopher?"
"You..." he was busted, he couldn't believe it. Then he saw the picture of the library at the screen and smirked. 'Great...'
Now the source approched the young man who was looking at him confused for a moment. "Belthazor?" he asked.
But the source was in no mood for talkings he just asked: "Do you have any idea how much trouble you can curse by interfering with Steve's problem... Never heard of future consequences????"

Kirianna Ledräen wrote:I love it!!! It's absolutely wonderful!!
Now, I know you've been waiting to update, and despite my writer's block, I managed to work out a scene. I hope you like!

Kirianna Ledräen wrote:- Paige was hard at work, still grading papers, when she heard a soft knock on the door. Looking up, annoyed, she stared at the door for a moment, wondering if she should pretend she wasn't there. Another knock. Sighing, she put her head down, shaking it all the while.
- "Come in." She said, exasperated.
- "Hey. Are you busy?" Phoebe asked, poking her head gingerly inside, before coming in. She could tell from the look on her half-sister's face that Paige was very busy.
- "Yeah. Papers. Lots of them." Paige said, motioning to the large pile in front of her.
- "It never seems to end, does it? But I won't take up much of your time." Phoebe said, as she sat in the chair across from Paige.
- "Okay. What is it? What do you need?" Paige asked, after taking a deep breath. She really wanted to get all these papers graded and get home early. Kyle would be waiting, and she couldn't wait to spend some much deserved down time with him.
- "Well, I was looking for a symbol, and I can't find the book on runes. Or the one on ancient symbology. You haven't seen them, have you?" Phoebe asked. That tattoo the Senator had, was still seared in her brain. She'd been looking for it for a couple of hours now, without any success. She had taken as many books as she could carry from the library and gone to her office, so she wouldn't be disturbed by the seemingly constant flow of students.
- "Runes? Ancient Symbology?" Paige said, thinking. "I don't think I've seen either of those books in months. Sorry."
- "It's okay. I guess I'll just have to go look some more. Later." Phoebe said as she got up and left. She heard Paige give her reply as she exited the office. She turned down the hall, and headed for the library. Still thinking about that tattoo, when she absently bumped into Nicki.
- "Oh, I'm so sorry! I wasn't looking where I was going." The Empath apologized.
- "It's okay. I wasn't looking where I was going either." Nicki said, trying to muster a smile, but failing miserably. Phoebe's power kicked in then, telling her something was wrong.
- "Oh, honey, what's wrong?" She asked, sympathetically, feeling for the young woman.
- "It's Steve. We got in a bit of a fight. He's so * bent on destroying his demonic family..." Nicki said, starting to tear up a little. Phoebe moved next to her and put her arm around the young witch, trying to comfort her.
- "Oh, I am an expert on boyfriends who try to get rid of their demons." She said, starting to lead Nicki toward the library.
- "Yeah, I guess you would be. What with Cole..." Nicki said, feeling like she might have insulted Phoebe. But Phoebe just laughed.
- "It's alright, sweetie. Hey, you don't happen to know where I can find the book on runes or ancient symbology, do you?" She asked, changing the subject for a minute.
- "I thought I saw them in the library a few days ago. Why?" Nicki said, letting herself be lead down the hall.
- "I need them to find a symbol I've been looking for. I just can't seem to find it." The Charmed One said.
- "Well, there is a better book then either of those. I can show it to you. It's in the library." Nicki said, trying to be helpful.
- "Good. I'd hoped you'd say that." Phoebe said, smiling. "You know, the first time Cole wanted to be good, it was a disaster..." She said as she continued to lead Nicki down the hall.