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Imaginary Friends Take ? ?


Written by: Henry Alonso Myers
Transcribed by: Janelle Hackbarth

Re-written by: Chris's Adorer

Season 7, Episode 20
Episode Number: 154


SUMMARY: When Piper's asking about Wyatt's age, she wants to know about her other child. Did he survive? Is he alive still? She wants to see him.

Disclaimer: Definitely not mine. Or otherwise, this epsiode would have been this way.


MANOR, ATTIC

Paige was making a potion. There was a small explosion. The phones were also on the table and the woman cursed, "Ah, damn it!"

Piper entered saying, "Shh! Keep it down. I just got Chris to sleep."

Paige just rolled her eyes. "Well, if you were here to help me, you know, that would maybe help."

Piper sighed. "Yes, and I will do that, but first I need to make sure Wyatt's okay at preschool. Have you seen the phone?"

Paige asked shocked, "Preschool? Don't you mean magic school?"

Piper declared, "No, I mean preschool. We enrolled him last week, remember?"

Paige clarified still. "You didn't tell me that. Did you?"

Now Piper rolled her eyes. "Yes, and you said you were worried about him using magic in public."

Paige sighed relieved. "Oh. And what'd you say?"

Piper explained, "I said I was worried about him having a normal life."

Paige replied, "Huh. All right. Cool. I'm all up to speed now. It's just with these charges and these demons attacking, eh, I'm a little scattered." She added something in the potion.

Piper needed more information. "And that's different how exactly?"

The youngest woman didn't know what to say. "I just don't know why the Elders couldn't see fit to give me a local witch instead of a New Zealand witch."

Piper couldn't help here. "I don't know, but I need the phone." And she saw the phones.

Paige protested immediately. "No! No. No using the phone."

Piper was confused. "Why are all the handsets up here?"

Paige said as an explanation, "Because I am trying to prevent a demon attack."

Piper raised an eyebrow. "What?"

Paige explained now, "Look, all the attacks have been different, right? And all the demons have had different powers. The one thing I've noticed is that every time a phone rings, a demon attacks."

Piper defended this. "No, they don't. Phoebe called earlier and nothing happened."

Paige couldn't believe it. "Really?" The Elders jingled and she groaned. "Stop the jingling, already. I'll be there as soon as I can. Charges." The phone rang. A demon shimmered in and threw an energy ball. They ducked. Piper tried to blow up the demon, but he fell to the floor. Paige threw a potion at the demon. Nothing. The demon created another energy ball. "Piper!"

The eldest sister blew him up and realized, "You might be right about that phone thing."


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MANOR, ATTIC

Piper was hanging up the phone saying, "That was Wyatt's preschool. I wonder what they wanted."

Paige rolled her eyes. "Well, I am more interested in these demons and what they wanted and try to figure out how to vanquish them."

Piper, however, was not happy. "It just doesn't sound right. Why would demons attack when the phone rings?"

Paige agreed. "And they're all different demons, remember? The last one even looked kind of human. Better add some mandrake root in case they're shape shifters."

Piper then remembered something. "Wait, the last attack happened when the preschool called, too, didn't it?"

Again Paige nodded. "Yeah, I think you're right. Do you think Wyatt is creating these demons?"

At this Piper sighed annoyed, "That's ridiculous."

Paige needed her sister to remember something. "Well, he created the dragons."

Piper had to defend herself and her son, "One! One lousy dragon. You're gonna hold it against him for his entire life."

At this Phoebe entered the attic and knew already what was going on. "Oh, no. Let me guess, another demon attack?"

Paige offered knowingly, "Or Wyatt's acting up again."

The eldest sister glared at her, "Or Paige is overreacting again."

The baby sister still knew, "Wyatt has been isolating himself at preschool and only talking to himself."

Piper was irritated, "Who said he's only talking to himself?"

Paige added in a sing song tone, "I heard the message."

Phoebe now put in, "That's odd."

Piper quickly defended her son again. "No, it's not odd. Just because he's talking to himself does not mean he's creating demons."

The middle sister said knowingly, "Except he's kind of quiet around home."

Confused Piper asked, "So?"

Phoebe explained, "So Wyatt's in his second stage of development. I mean, his sense of language should be maturing. Which means he should be talking to other people, not just himself."

Piper snorted, "I'm very sorry you went back to college."

Phoebe smiled at her. "I know, but it's really helping with my column. And that has absolutely nothing to do with why Wyatt is creating demons."

Piper had enough. "He's not creating demons!"

Phoebe tried to calm her sister. "Well, let's see. Maybe it's a reaction to preschool. Some kind of Freudian transference or something?"

The eldest was not happy. "Mumbo-jumbo!"

Phoebe started another attempt. "Look, all I'm saying is, if he's talking to himself, the problems may be normal, not magical."

Piper asked now. "Normal problems like what?"

Phoebe, shaking her head, helped out, "I have no idea. It could be anything. (She sighs.) I could ask my professor. She's the expert."

Piper wanted to say, "But I…"

The middle sister just said and left, "Be back soon!"

Meanwhile, Piper grabbed the phone and startled with that her youngest sister, "Hey, what are you doing? Put the phone down."

Piper could only demand, "I have to call the preschool."

Paige just told her wisely, "Well, then use your cell phone." She took the phone from her sister and the eldest could only roll her eyes, walking away.


PRESCHOOL

A teacher stepped out of the room and Leo quickly walked over, catching her by surprise. "Ms. Henderson, hey. I came as soon as I could."

Ms. Henderson, startled, asked confused, "Leo, what are you doing here?"

Leo explained, "Well, you called about Wyatt, right?"

The teacher just said, "Yeah. But I said it was nothing to worry about. I thought I made that clear."

The man blushed and said nervously, "Well, I was in the area. Is he all right?"

Ms. Henderson gave in and told the father, "He's just talking to himself. I mean, I wouldn't have even bothered calling if your wife hadn't asked me to."

Leo adopted an apologetic look. "She's very protective. He's-he's a special kid."

Ms. Henderson had to add, "Oh, they're all special, Leo."

The former Elder knew that. "Right, but he has special needs."

Ms. Henderson was confused now. "Special needs? You never said Wyatt was a special needs child."

Leo quickly hinted, "Not like that. He's, um, gifted."

Then Ms. Henderson understood nodding, "First child?"

Leo looked at her astonished. "Is it that obvious?"

Ms. Henderson asked a last question. "Do you want to see him?"

Leo could help but say, "Please." Together they entered the classroom and could see that Wyatt was sitting with a teddy bear by himself.

Ms. Henderson searched for the boy and found him, "Oh, there he is."

Leo noticed this too and had to ask, "Oh, um, how long has he been doing that…talking to himself?"

Ms. Henderson thought about it. "Oh, I don't know. On and off since he first started coming here, I guess."

Leo wanted to know. "Oh, and, uh, is that normal?"

Ms. Henderson laughed slightly. "Normal? No. But I don't think you should be alarmed. He's just playing by himself. Lots of kids do that."

Leo agreed only. "Mm-hmm."

The invisible Vicus was in front of Wyatt and laughed, "I really like our conversations, Wyatt. But you know I'm a secret, right? Nobody else can see me."

Ms. Henderson explained, "You're just not used to letting him go during the day. Happens to lots of first-time parents."

Leo just said, "It's more complicated."

Ms. Henderson gave him a knowing look. "I see this every day. Trust me, it's not."

The father had to say, "You know, he wasn't feeling very well this morning. Maybe I should just take him home, you know, just-just to be safe."

Ms. Henderson gave in. "Uh, well, okay, if you really think that's best."

Vicus told Wyatt smiling, "Now we won't be able to talk much longer..."

Leo's whole face lit up. "Thanks."

Vicus promised his target, "But don't worry, I'll be back. I promise."

The former Avatar crouched in front of Wyatt. "Okay, buddy, come on. Are you ready? Let's go home, okay?"

The still seen Vicus stood up while Leo picked Wyatt up and walked away. The demon had to add, "See you soon, Wyatt. I want to hear more about that special teddy bear."

Leo, now talking to Ms. Henderson, spoke, "See you later." And they left while Vicus also disappeared.


UNDERWORLD, VICUS' LAIR

Vicus appeared again and a demon came to him, saying, "Vicus. I was getting worried."

Vicus just said, "You failed me."

The demon had to explain, "We didn't fail. We've been distracting the witches for you, dying relentlessly."

Vicus glared at him. "But you haven't sustained the distractions. The father took the boy from school, just as I was starting to make some progress."

The demon was astonished. "What? Forget him. We don't need his powers. Dealing with the Charmed Ones is too dangerous anyway."

Vicus put in to consider, "Do you think you know how to do this better than I do, Hugo?"

Hugo explained, "That's not what I'm saying. You've been working at this for, what, three weeks now? We're risking everything here, and for what?"

Vicus said determined. "For us. To add his power to yours, to the Collective. Now, didn't I risk everything nurturing the evil within you, Hugo, just as I did with all the others?"

Hugo knew what Vicus was talking about, "Yes, of course you did, but…"

Vicus put a hand on the demon's shoulder, "Then you must trust me. See, this Wyatt will grow to become one of the most powerful witches to ever walk the earth. It's better he walk with us than against us."

Hugo looked down. "I just worry."

Vicus just offered, "Don't. I realize that I only have a small window at this age in which to change him, but I am close. Very close."


COLLEGE

Phoebe ran up to a female professor and catching her attention. "Um, Professor Slotkin?"

Professor Slotkin, ignoring her, continued her way, "Sorry, Ms. Halliwell. I don't have time to discuss your paper topic right now."

Phoebe quickly defended herself, "No, no, it's not about the paper, it's actually personal."

Professor Slotkin, stunned, turned around. "Oh?"

The middle Charmed One explained her case. "Yeah. It's about my nephew. He's two and a half, and he's just going through some stuff, and I was kind of hoping you could help me understand it."

The professor just offered, "Terrible twos?"

Phoebe continued the explanation. "Well, I think it started out as that, and now it's just…well, at preschool he talks to himself, and then at home he doesn't talk to anybody."

Professor Slotkin could only suggest. "Well, perhaps he has an imaginary friend. Although, he's a little early for that developmentally."

Phoebe smiled at her and offered, "Well, he's very advanced for his age. And if it was an imaginary friend, is that necessarily a bad thing?"

Professor Slotkin thought about it and said, "Freud used to think it was a sign of immature thinking. Of course, nowadays we know that kids create imaginary friends for lots of reasons: Companionship, conflict resolution, sometimes as a coping mechanism."

The student searched for her papers. "Let me write this down."

The professor now had to make clear. "Oh, and that's Slotkin with an 'S'. You were planning on giving me credit."

Phoebe looked confused at her. "I'm sorry, what?"

Professor Slotkin needed to tell her that. "Well, last week we discussed Lorenz's Theory of imprinting in class, and this week I read about him in your column. I imagine we're discussing next week's content now."

Phoebe now had to defend herself. "No, no. This is actually about my nephew."

Professor Slotkin gave her to think. "Please, we both know why you're taking my class."

Phoebe continued her reasoning. "I'm taking your class to be a better columnist and to understand human behavior."

Professor Slotkin now just told her. "I've spent years studying and teaching psychology, Ms. Halliwell, dedicated my life to it. But I'll be damned if I'm just gonna let you poach my class to steal a sound bite or two for your column."

Phoebe was shocked. "No, but I…"

Professor Slotkin continued her speech coldly. "You want to learn about imaginary friends? Do the research. I look forward to reading your paper on it." With that she left and her student could only look shocked after her.


MANOR, CONSERVATORY

Leo and Piper were sitting at the table while Wyatt played with his teddy bear. And then the father spoke, "The truth is we don't know if it's a problem or not."

Piper sighed, "Well, that's what has me worried."

Leo had a reason for it and looked at her. "You know, maybe putting him in a normal school wasn't such a good idea."

The mother had enough. "But we agreed it was a good idea. And when we did that we knew there was gonna be some road bumps like this."

Leo gave her something. "Okay, well, the problem is we don't know if the road bumps are magical or just a normal part of development."

The eldest Charmed One let out another sigh. "I wish we could just ask him."

The former Elder offered. "Okay, well, I think we're a few years away from him giving you an answer."

Piper said sadly. "Well, especially if he just keeps talking to himself." Just then Paige orbed in with a mask. "Whoa!"

Paige put the mask down. "Exactly. Okay, I like the Maori people, but, uh, I'm pretty okay if I don't see them again." She sighed. "I think I found out something about who's been attacking us."

Piper turned to her husband. "Leo, would you take Wyatt upstairs so he doesn't hear the demon talk?"

The man picked Wyatt up. "Okay, buddy, let's go upstairs. Take your Wuvey with you."

Paige continued her explanation. "Anyway, as I was saying…" Father and son left. "I've been searching through the library at magic school, and I think I found something out about these demons."

Piper was curious. "And?"

Paige rolled her eyes at her sister's impatience. "And it seems as if their various offensive powers are traditionally associated with good magic."

Baffled Piper asked, "Good magic? I thought these guys were supposed to be demons."

Paige nodded. "Yeah, thought so, too. But it goes to kind of support the theory that Wyatt's creating them."

Piper got frustrated. "Oh, for crying out loud!"

The baby sister couldn't let go. "I'm just saying." Just then the phone rang again.

The eldest sister was on overload. "Oh, this is ridiculous. We can't live like this. It's crazy." With that she went to the desk.

Paige was confused. "Where you going?"

The answer was that Piper took out a notepad and pen and said determined, "I'm going to figure out if Wyatt is behind this once and for all."


WYATT'S BEDROOM

Leo put Wyatt down in his bed and told him. "Ohh, big guy. You okay, buddy?" His eldest was silent. The father went then over to Chris in his crib.

Vicus appeared by Wyatt again. "Hey, Wyatt. I promised I'd be back, didn't I?"

Wyatt smiled upon his new friend. "Yeah," he agreed.

Leo looked confused at his son. "Wyatt?" He walked over to him.

Vicus put a finger over his lips. "Shh! Remember... I'm a secret, right?" Wyatt smiled and laughed. "Hey, I really like your teddy bear. Maybe you'll let me hold him someday, huh? I've got a great surprise for both of you." Still Wyatt continued his smiling and laughs.


CONSERVATORY

Piper was writing a spell and had some problems. "Shoot. What rhymes with communicate?"

Paige found that not good. "Are you sure this is a good idea?"

The eldest sister only said, "Of course I'm sure."

The half whitelighter had to remind her. "But what about the whole personal gain thing?"

Piper just told her. "Wyatt created a demon who kidnapped him and a dragon that nearly destroyed the city. I'm not really worried about personal gain."

Still the youngest witch was not happy. "I know. I guess just cause I'm Whitelighter now, have to think of these things, right?"

Piper knew more, of course. "Besides, we're casting it on ourselves so we can try to understand what he's not telling us. So if I switch this and I leave that... okay.

Help this mother and understand
The thoughts inside her little man
Though his mouth be quiet.
Let us hear his inner Wyatt.

Behind them a young man appeared in white orbs and quickly let them know who he was. "Mom? It's me... Wyatt."

Piper's jaw dropped while Future Wyatt only smiled.


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STILL CONSERVATORY

Future Wyatt hugged his Mom, saying, "Wow! Mom, look at you! You look great!"

Piper laughed a bit. "Right. Okay."

The future son offered knowingly. "Looks like you're as surprised to see me as I am to be back."

Piper nodded, "Yeah."

Paige wanted to know. "Back from where?"

The young man said only, "The future."

The mother groaned. "Oh, no! No, no, no! We wanted to communicate with you—I mean the younger you, the two and a half year-old you."

Future Wyatt knew more, "Well, if there's one thing you guys taught me, magic may work in mysterious ways, but it always works."

Paige looked at him curiously, "Where'd you hear that? That's nice."

Her nephew snorted. "I'm surprised to hear you ask. In the future you're always telling me that."

Paige blushed a bit. "Oh! Well, that's the future me. I'm me now who clearly doesn't have those kind of brilliant thoughts."

Future Wyatt clapped his hands. "Right. Look, all I'm saying is if your spell brought me here, there's gotta be a good reason."

Piper asked one of her babies, "Well, I don't know. Do you remember anything about what you were going through when you were 2 ½?"

Future Wyatt could only shrug. "No, not really."

The eldest sister then concluded, "So then we're still looking for that reason."

Future Wyatt walked curiously around and told his mother and aunt, "But still this is a fantastic opportunity that magic's brought us. I mean, for me to see the past and for you guys to learn about the future."

Piper was shocked and then. "Oh, no, no. No, no, no. We don't want to know anything about the future. We don't want to risk changing it again."

The son looked at his mother confused. "Again?" he asked.

His aunt just said, "Don't ask."

The young man sighed. "Okay. But until we find out why magic brought me back, we could at least try and enjoy the moment, right?"

Piper smiled at this new version of her son lovingly. "How did you become such an optimist?"

Future Wyatt then only offered. "From you, mom." With that the man walked away.

Paige scoffed a laugh and nudged her oldest sistersmirking, "You must've turned over a new leaf in the future."

Piper gave her a glare. "Don't count on it. So that doesn't help us with our Wyatt."

Paige nodded agreeing. "No."

But then the front door opened, closed and Phoebe called out, "Piper, you home?" She rushed over quickly. "Okay, the professor gave me some information that I think will be useful—who is he?" she asked confused.

Her nephew helped her. "Aunt Phoebe, it's me! Wyatt!"

The middle sister was more confused now. "Wy-what?" He hugged her. "Oh!"

Future Wyatt was just fascinated. "This is so amazing!"

Phoebe made an educated guess smiling, "What, did a spell backfire?"

The baby sister was baffled, "How'd you guess?"

Phoebe smirked, "Yeah."

Piper blushed a bit. "Yeah, well, you know. What did your professor say?"

Phoebe offered her knowledge, "Well, she said that he probably was talking to an imaginary friend. I mean not-not you. You know, the other you when you were…this is gonna be so confusing."

Future Wyatt told her only. "You'll get used to it."

Paige looked at her nephew hopefully, "Okay, imaginary friends. Ring any bells for you?"

The young man shook his head, "I'm afraid not."

Phoebe continued her talk, "She also said that he's a little young for an imaginary friend. Again, not you, just…"

Future Wyatt just said, "I got it."

The woman grabbed her head, "Right."

The Elders' jingling. Paige groaned and spoke in a different language, "A te wa. Sorry."

Phoebe was now confused, again. "What language is that?"

Future Wyatt knew that, of course. "Maori. Your New Zealand charge, right? I remember hearing about him."

Paige groaned even more, "Yes, well, he can wait, because I think this is a little bit more important."

Future Wyatt just told her, "I thought you said there was nothing more important than your charges?"

Paige told her nephew angrily, "Look, mister, I'm pulling double duty here, okay? So no guilt from the future for me."

Piper was not happy. "Okay, you know what? Can we focus on helping him, please?"

Future Wyatt offered his knowledge now, "Look, all I'm saying is that 'someone' always told me that Whitelighters are the glue that keeps the magic world working."

Phoebe was amused, "Oh, Paige told you that?" And the eldest sister smiled.

Paige didn't like it. "Don't be so surprised. Do I ever have a life in the future?"

Future Wyatt just told his aunt, "You should go, really. We'll figure this out."

Paige groaned frustrated."A te wa." And she was gone.

Future Wyatt summed up, "Okay. So you guys cast a spell to communicate with me, right? So let's go talk to me." And the young man headed upstairs.


UPSTAIRS HALLWAY

Leo was carrying Chris just as the future son turned around the corner, startling the older man, "Dad! Hey, look at you! You have haven't changed a bit! Maybe a little less gray and few pounds lighter."

The father was confused, "What?"

Phoebe helped her brother-in-law, "Future son."

The young man then noticed the baby, "Hey, is this Chris? Oh, my gosh! He's so small. Hey, little brother. Is this before of after he swallowed the marble?"

Piper got curious. "Marble? What marble?"

Instead Phoebe helped her nephew, "Easy on the future information."

Future Wyatt looked down briefly, saying, "Of course, you're right."

Piper wanted to know more, "No, but really, what marble?"

Leo demanded to know, "You want to explain what's going on?"

Future Wyatt patted his father on the back. "Apparently they brought me here to figure out what's wrong with me. Is that still my room?" He pointed to the room and left.

Leo stated to the sisters. "Explain."


WYATT'S BEDROOM

Vicus was talking to Wyatt and asked sweetly, "If you let me see Mr. Bear, I will give him right back, I promise."

Just then Future Wyatt entered the room and asked confused, "Hey, don't I know you?" Vicus stood up. "You look familiar."

Vicus was confused and wanted to know. "Wait. You can see me?"

The young man said, "What do you mean? Of course I can."

Piper's voice was heard. "Wyatt?" The demon disappeared. "Who are you talking to?" The woman, Phoebe, and Leo entered. "What's going on?" she demanded to know.

Future Wyatt turned to them. "That man, you didn't see him?"

Phoebe asked confused, "See who?"

Her nephew told them, "He was just there talking to…me."

Leo wanted to know. "Me? What, do you mean you or him?"

The son just said, "Both."


UNDERWORLD, VICUS'S LAIR

Vicus and Hugo were talking about the subject while the demon explained, "The boy was just starting to trust me. He was about to give me the bear. Where did this other witch come from?"

Hugo asked only, "What other witch?"

Vicus said and sat down. "The one who saw me. Now how is that possible?"

The young man told him, "It doesn't matter. They know you now. I told you this was going to be too dangerous."

Vicus became angry. "I made it so that only Wyatt could see me."

Hugo then was clueless. "Well, then they must have found a way through your powers."

The demon was sure. "No. No, this witch who saw me seemed surprised. But still, he thought he knew me. And his name was Wyatt, too. We may have an opportunity here."

That left Hugo more confused. "I don't follow."

Vicus got an idea. "Don't you see? If I made it so that only Wyatt can see me, then that means this other witch must be Wyatt, too. They conjured him from the future. An older Wyatt, a good Wyatt."

Hugo watched him closely. "But doesn't that make it worse? If this future Wyatt is good, then that means you never infect the boy."

Vicus began to leave and demanded, "Gather the collective. We need to attack now. Distract the sisters with everything you've got."

Hugo wanted to know why. "What do you plan to do?"

Vicus smiled at him in hope. "I'm gonna get the boy to give me that bear. With it, I'll finally turn him, and then I'll watch the future change before my very eyes." And the demon finally disappeared.


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