Now or Never

Disclaimer: I don't own X-men or Charmed in any way, shape, or form. I own only the plot and the OC.

Summary: Two years after leaving the X-mansion, Taylor and Chris are living in the Halliwell mansion still battling demons while Taylor attends college. Wolverine shows up on their doorstep one day with information on a new threat to both Mutant-kind and witchcraft.

Chapter 1

Taylor hummed to herself as she entered the Halliwell mansion. Her nose was soon assaulted by the smell of pizza and she smiled. Chris was making homemade pizza again. It was her favorite and he knew it.

"Chris! Chris, I'm home," she called happily as she hung her jacket and purse up in the hall. She glanced around the house as she headed towards the kitchen, taking in the manor as she did so.

It hadn't changed a bit since she'd left. There were pictures of Wyatt, his parents, his aunts, and his younger brother all over the place. When she and Chris had moved back in he had wanted to move them, fearing that seeing them everyday would cause pain but Taylor had refused. She wanted the photographs around so that she could always look to them for inspiration. Halliwell witches for notorious for their smarts as well as their powers.

Taylor entered the kitchen just in time to see Chris pull a large pizza from the oven, a smile playing on his lips.

"How'd you do on your test?" he asked as he placed the pan onto the counter.

"Great. Thanks for helping me study this week. It really helped out a lot, especially since I lost three days hunting that witch killer," Taylor replied hopping up on a stool that went with the counter. She reached over to the pizza to pull off a pepperoni but snatched her hand back when Chris swatted playfully at her hand.

"No way," he told her with a smile. "Give some time to cool down before you massacre it." Taylor laughed.

"Fine. Where'd you learn how to cook like that anyway?" Taylor pouted.

"Mom."

"Should've known. There's no way Piper would let her boys go through life eating frozen dinners and McDonalds every night." Chris made a face.

"Ha ha, very funny. Why don't you go grab a movie and we'll watch it while we eat." Taylor nodded and jumped happily off of the stool and walked out of the kitchen.

It had been two years since she and Chris had left the X-mansion. Neither of them had heard from Xavier or the X-men since. This didn't really bother Taylor since she had been so worried about Mutant and witch relations but she did have a nagging feeling that it wasn't over. She'd meet them again and she knew it.


Taylor was heading back towards the kitchen with a DVD in hand when the doorbell rang. Sighing, she turned on her heel and headed for the door. The bell rang again, this time more impatient.

"Keep your pants on," she snapped aloud as she finally reached the door. She pulled it open with an impatient tug and stood there in shock. Standing in front of her was Logan. He looked good in a pair of worn jeans, t-shirt, and leather jacket. She could just barely make out the bike parked in the street behind him. Logan smiled at her, or smirked rather, before opening his mouth.

"Hey, Ice," he grunted looking her over without trying to hide it. "Long time, no see." With that said he brushed passed Taylor and entered the mansion. Taylor just stood there and watched, her mouth hanging open in shock.

"Oh crap," she moaned. "Chris, come here now!"


After Logan had entered the mansion Taylor had ushered him and Chris into the living room. Taylor opted to sit in a chair, feeling that it would save her of having to sit near Logan and Logan opted for the chair next to Taylor's. This left Chris to the couch where he glared openly at Logan and vice versa. Once they'd all been seated, Logan explained why he'd shown up.

"Okay, so you're here because you think some magical being is trying to convert mutants into demons?" Taylor asked after listening to Logan's explanation.

"Yes. Actually it's Xavier's idea. He wanted me to come here and explain the situation to you." Taylor raised an eyebrow.

"Really? He couldn't have sent Rogue or Storm?" Logan grinned cheekily.

"I missed ya. What can I say?" His face then turned serious. "Besides, we've got unfinished business."


"Unfinished business?" Chris ranted twenty minutes later. Logan was staying in one of the spare bedrooms at Taylor's invitation. Chris, however, had disagreed but allowed it because it would allow them quicker access to the mutant when they needed him. However, after hearing Logan talk about unfinished business, Chris had grabbed Taylor and taken her to the attic where he was sure they could talk in private.

"Yea, so?" Taylor shrugged. She walked over to the book, hoping to find something on whatever was happening to the mutants.

"Unfinished business means he's here for more than this demon."

"We don't know if it's a demon, Chris," Taylor told him absently as she flipped through the book. "We don't know much of anything actually, which is exactly why we need him."

"We need him?" Chris echoed.

"Yes. We need him. As in you and I. We need Logan to help us because, without his information, we'll never stop what's happening." Chris frowned.

"He's bad news, Taylor. You know it. That's why you left the mansion." Taylor sighed and stopped flipping through the book.

"You know what? I don't want to talk about this right now. I want to find this demon."

"If it's a demon," Chris mimicked. Taylor threw her hands up in agitation.

"Whatever! I just want to find the evil thing that's doing this and stop it before all hell breaks lose." Chris nodded and Taylor resumed flipping through the book.

"Fine," he responded. His jaw muscles locked and Taylor knew that, while she'd avoided the conversation for now, Chris was not going to let it go.