Chapter One: Wyatt's Gone
As quiet as a mouse, Barbas sneaked up to Wyatt in his play-pen. He grabbed the young child, who couldn't sense any evil and shimmered to his lair.
"Wyatt, Wyatt, Wyatt" Barbas started.
"Mama?" said the young child, not realizing what had happened.
"No, no. I'm not your 'Mama', but I will be your murderer," Barbas replied.
Wyatt looked up at the scary man and started to cry.
Back at the Manor, Piper had a feeling that she needed to go and check on Wyatt.
"He's fine!" said Paige. "I just checked in on him"
"Are you sure he was asleep?" asked Piper.
"Yes! Now, can we get back to the matter at hand?" asked Phoebe.
"Yes, fine. Whatever," said Piper, still unconvinced that her son was okay.
Phoebe was pacing the room. "How are we gonna do this?" she asked, and kicked the ironing board.
"Honey, it's going to be fine. It's only a wedding" replied Paige.
"'It's only a wedding'?" repeated her older sister, "Only a wedding! It's my wedding, god damn it. Oh, no. Piper, I think I'm getting cold feet!"
Piper giggled and said, "That's normal, Pheebs. I think it's part of the marriage way. You HAVE to get cold feet, or you won't have a happy marriage"
Paige cracked up laughing. "Are you on drugs?" she asked, still laughing. It seemed that the laughing was contagious, but then Piper felt an urgent need to go up to Wyatt's room.
"Umm… be right back. Bathroom!" she lied, and raced upstairs to Wyatt's room, to find that his play-pen was empty, and the gate was still locked.
"PHOEBE! PAIGE!" She screamed. Her two younger sisters ran into the room.
"Oh, no." said Paige.
"Oh no! OH NO! My son has just been kidnapped, and all you can say is 'Oh, no?", Piper exclaimed, furious. "Leo!"
Her husband, Leo, orbed in. "What?" he asked. Piper pointed to the play-pen and mouthed 'He's gone'.
"WHAT?!?" shouted Leo.
"Can you sense him?" asked Phoebe.
"I can try," replied Leo and started to do the sense thing that he usually does.
"Well?" asked Piper.
"Nothing, but I do sense evil in the room" replied Leo, looking around.
Phoebe looked at the ironing board. 'Didn't I just kick that?' she thought.
She nudged Piper and pointed to the ironing board. "Blast it," she mouthed.
And Piper did. But the ironing board didn't blow up, instead, a demon's face appeared and went up in flames. Piper decided to freeze the flames, as this meant that they could get information on where Wyatt was.
"Where's my son?" she asked the head.
It didn't reply.
"Where is he?"
"Ask Barbas," said the head before it combusted.