Books/TV: A Charmed and Twilight Crossover

Main Pair: Isabella Marie Swan/Brandon (Born 1981) and Christopher Perry Halliwell (Born 2004)

Title: Elsewhere

Author: BlueEyesBurning

Rating: M

Warning: Need to know main plot line for Twilight and everything after Chris comes in Charmed. I will change it a little in Charmed, but only with what happens with Chris after he dies. He won't die! And Cullen's won't be in it for a big while.

Author's Note: I have my other story My Baby Isabella and to be honest that was my first story so it comes before this one. Meaning, I might not update for a while. I have a basic plan for this, but not a very good one. So, sorry in advance if I don't update in a while. And, by the way, I know the ages don't all match up, but just imagine they do, or this story won't work.

Summary: Everything that happened up until New Moon happened, but when Edward leaves, Bella gets attacked by Victoria. She calls for help, and Leo comes. He explains everything and says she's half witch/half white lighter. He tells her that the Charmed Ones are witches, like her, but they don't know yet. (Before Prue dies, they haven't met Leo yet.) She befriends the Halliwell's, she with them through everything – Prue dying, finding Paige, and Chris appearing. Chapter one starts when Chris appears in 'Oh My Goddess.'

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Everything goes to their respectable owners.

Prologue

Edward left.

Edward hurt me.

Edward never loved me.

Edward's a stupid idiot because I was too dependent on him.

There. That's four very good reasons why I should hate him. But, yet, I can't. I don't understand. Why can't I be normal? Why did I have to fall in love with a vampire? Why do I have to be such a danger magnet? My chest ached, and it ached. It always did. It never stopped, unless I was with Jacob Black, but it only dulled, and when I was alone it reared its ugly head again.

Five weeks ago I was left bawling like a baby in the forest outside my house. I was told there, by my boyfriend, that he never loved me; that I wasn't good enough for him; that he didn't want me. I followed him and I tripped and I fell on the cold wet mud that coated the hard floor of the forest that day. I was found by one Sam Uley, and taken home.

Today, I'm back in the woods; in mine and Edward's meadow to be precise. Today I'm here to say goodbye. I'm getting closure. Last week I found all my things, which Edward had hid. I was walking around my room, when I tripped over and pulled my floorboard up in the process. It was the same one Edward hid my things under. I pulled them out and when Charlie got home from work, he found me in the same position staring at the memories.

This morning I woke up, and it was the first night I hadn't woken by being shaken awake by my father. I thought it as a sign. I took a plastic bag from the kitchen and put all the pictures, and the CD and the air line tickets in them. I left a note for Charlie and started walking. One in my meadow I took the shovel I had in my bad and started digging. I have considered burning them, but I didn't want to cause a forest fire, so digging a hole and putting them in it was what I opted for.

One I had dug my hole I dropped the bag in and started to put the dirt back in. When I was done with that I put my shovel back into my bag and whispered my last words directed at the love of my life. "Goodbye, Edward."

Then I turned around and started to walk back home when my eyes lay rest on something horribly terrifying. I froze in fear and shock.

"Hello, Bella." She smiled. "Miss me?" I shake my head side to side in a 'no' motion. "Shame," She sighed, and ran forward at such a speed I couldn't see her. "Your Edward killed my James. So I'm going to kill you," she whispered into my ear.

I shivered in fear, and found my voice. "N-no, Victoria, please. I'm not with Edward anymore," I pleaded.

"It doesn't matter. You were when it happened, and that's all that matters." She snared, and somehow I found this version of her easier to deal with. I guess it put across the fact that I was going to die better than the other version. It was like with James, I couldn't stand that he was stood in front of me, smiling innocently and telling my how he was going to kill me in a friendly voice. But when he was fighting with Edward, when he was actually doing the hurting and he lost control it was easier to deal with.

But, when she stepped forwards and growled, then pounced at me, I still let out a scream. And begged for mercy and pleaded for help. She broke my legs and crushed my wrist. And by the end I was only whispering the word help.

And then a miracle happened. I saw blue lights, and then a man was stood just behind Victoria. She turned snarled at him, and then ran off. I groaned in pain and the man came over. He was tall, with light brown curly hair, and cool blue eyes. He seemed to calm me, in a way I didn't understand.

He laid his hands above my left leg, and I saw the blue lights again. And suddenly, the pain in my leg was gone. He did the same thing to both my wrists, and I watched in awe. I gasped, and he pulled me into a sitting position.

"Wh...what? Who are you?" I croaked out, my voice hoarse.

"My name is Leo Wyatt. I'm a White Lighter. You're Isabella Brandon," he said, smiling slightly.

"N...no. My name is Isabella Swan." I insisted.

"Um... right. We best get you home. I think this is a discussion to have with your father, too." He mumbled.

"Okay, but I'm not sure I can walk." I said, blushing.

"I can orb," he said, but must have noticed my confused expression. "The blue lights, you saw. I just think of a place and I just kind of go there; in blue lights." He explained. I nodded my head and held into to him. I closed my eyes and when I opened them we were stood in my back garden.

I opened the door and I saw my father lay on the couch, watching a game. I smiled at him, and he grunted, eyes back on the screen. "Dad," I said, looking for his reaction. I guess he heard something in my voice, because he turned around and looked straight at me. "We have to talk. The man said my name was Isabella Brandon. I don't understand."

His face visibly paled and I knew this was something bad. So, the next hour and a half was spent Charlie explain that I was adopted, when I was younger, and me yelling about why he didn't tell me. I asked him about my parents. He told me he had their address, and I told him I was going to see them. He begged me not to leave, but I couldn't help it. I spent eighteen years thinking I was a Swan. But, I was not. I was a Brandon.

Then it hit me. Alice's name. Her human name was Mary-Alice Brandon. Coincident, right? I hope so. I can't remember if she had brothers or sisters. Or if her parents had children after they had her committed. Damn, what if I was related to her?

Oh, well. I couldn't change it now. I had all my things packed into two suitcases and in my truck after just an hour. Charlie asked me where I was going to stay, and it stopped me for a second. Then Leo piped up, and said I could stay with him. Charlie said no. But I said yes. He had explaining to do. So, I had to see him sometime. Leo said he had some tickets for San Francisco anyway. Even though I knew he was lying. He'd just orb us. By the time I was ready to go I had calmed down enough to we were off.

When we reached the airport he told me to get out, and grab my stuff. He put his arms around me and I closed my eyes. I felt the calming feeling and then I opened my eyes. We were in a small flat in, I'm guessing, San Francisco.

"The bedroom's through there," he said, pointing towards a door. "I don't sleep here anyway; I just keep my stuff here, so the room's yours. Kitchen's there. This is the lounge, and the bathroom is down there." He explained.

I nodded and dropped my bags. "So, will you tell me more about... well, um, myself?" I asked him.

"Okay, sit down." He said, gesturing to the nice bright red sofa behind us. "Your family is one of the most powerful witch families in the whole history of witches. About eighty years or so ago we thought we lost your line, but obviously we didn't. I'm guessing when you we given up for adoption your birth parents bound your powers, so people wouldn't think badly of you. I knew your grandparents. You are the first woman to be born into the family. All children of Brandon's have been men. Since I can sense both White Lighter and Witch in you. I would say your father had an affair with your mother, who would be the White Lighter. She got pregnant, and they had to give you up. As far as I know this has never happened before, and it is very unheard of and completely unthinkable. So, don't think badly of your birth parents. That's about all I know, so any questions?"

I sighed; I was in way over my head. "Um, what about the three girls? The ones you want me to be friends with? Tell me about them."

"They are more commonly known as The Charmed Ones. They will have demons after them a lot. But they don't know that, and at the minute there are only two. The other isn't in town at the minute. They aren't witches yet either. Like you, they had their powers bound. You need to approach them very carefully and don't show yourself until you feel a power charge in the air and you'll know that their powers have been set free. You need to protect them and guide them. And before you meet them, I will protect and guide you." He said, smiling slightly.

I grinned back, and stood up. "Well, then Leo. We're about to get on great. I can count on that. I'm going to go to bed." I announced, grabbing my bag and walking towards the room, he had pointed out earlier.

"Goodnight, Isabella." He called.

"It's Bella." I shouted back. I could hear his laughter and I joined in. "Goodnight, Leo."

Yeah, I was really going to enjoy this. I decided, as I slipped into a dreamless sleep, for once.

The next day, Leo took me to my birth parents house. But I only found my father, and his witch wife. We talked, apparently she knew about me, and would help me to adjust as well, since I apparently need "some woman's advice".

I asked my father if there was any way in which I could find my mother and he told me the only way would be to call an elder to find her. I grinned sheepishly as Leo, he sighed and orbed away. I spent the rest of the day with Isaac and Holly. I learnt a lot and I read through the family Book of Shadows. The next few days went through easily, Leo found my mother, and I was going to see her soon since everything was going smoothly.

Or, at least, that was until I woke up in the middle of a storm because I felt the air shift.

The Charmed Ones had arrived.

Time Skip

Six weeks. Six weeks I had been a witch. Six weeks had I been following Prudence 'Prue' Halliwell, Piper Halliwell and Phoebe Halliwell. It had been hell. None of them could control their powers – not very well anyway. And they used them for personal gain. That was against what Elders say, that was one of the first things Leo and Holly drilled into me. No. Personal. Gain.

This brings me to where I am now. I am now stood in front of the Halliwell Manor. I knew they were all home I could feel them all inside. One was stressed, one was over excited, and one was trying to sort everything out.

I knocked on the door, and waited. Prudence opened that door, about a minute later.

"Yes? Can I help you?" She asked, trying to act nicely, though I could tell she was still stressed about something.

"Yes, you can. I need to talk to you and your sister. Immediately." I replied.

"Um, okay. Come in. Follow me." She said, ushering me in, closing the door and guiding me into the living area. I had been in here before, when I was 'snooping'. And it looked exactly the same. "Piper. Phoebe. We have a guest." She shouted upstairs and into the kitchen.

Phoebe Halliwell came skipping down the stair and Piper Halliwell walked out of the kitchen drying her hands on a towel.

"Okay, so what do you need to say?" Prudence asked, obviously still irritated.

I took a deep breath and then answered, "I know what you are."

There were shocked gasps, and the rest of the night was spent with me explaining to them who I was.