That's totally unfair! I want to end the other stories first! Buuut noo, new ones are just coming and coming. Echś :P
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Charmed and it's characters.
Piper froze the energyball in mid air and angrily flicked her wrists at the demon, vanquishing it. Then she blew up the energyball. This was seventh demon in one day. No, Piper corrected herself mentally, checking the time, in 5 hours. She sighed. Lately the demon activity was higher than usual. For a moment she was sure that Chris had something to do with it, but soon she abandoned the idea. Her Whitelighter wasn't that stupid. And if he really wanted to protect Wyatt he wouldn't risk something like that. But apparently something was up. She tried to call Leo, but the Elder didn't show up. Nothing new, lately. She just turned around to leave the room, but next demon shimmered in. She blew him up before the demon even had the chance to think about attacking her.
"That's it!" Piper growled, walking to the table. She grabbed a notepad and a pen and sat down on the sofa. She started writing furiously, every so often crossing some word. Her mood started to improve considerably as the spell started to take a properly form. Up until the front door opened.
"Hey," Phoebe's voice called. There was the sound of closing door. "Anybody home? I have a demon problem!"
Piper sighed and put the notepad and pen next to her on the sofa and got up to met her sister in corridor. "You have a demon problem?" the eldest Charmed One exclaimed. "I've vanquished eight of them in the last five hours!"
"Oh," Phoebe was taken aback for a while. "Well, did you try to call Leo?"
"He's not answering," stated Piper coldly.
Phoebe winced, hating herself for even mentioning it, but it's not like they had any other choice, "And Chris?"
Piper sent her a deadly glare. The Charmed Ones' relationship with their Whitelighter was, well, very strained at the moment. "No," she replied.
"Look," the middle sister raised her hands in surrender. "I'm not saying, that I like the idea myself, but Chris may know something about it. If not from the future, then from his escapades to the Underworld."
Piper sighed in defeat, "You're right." She turned to the entrance of the room. "I'll get Wyatt and meet you in the attic."
"Sure," Phoebe shrugged and walked to the stairs.
Piper took her son from the playpen and looking around suspiciously, headed to the attic. The short trip was uneventful and when Piper walked into the attic, Phoebe was busy with segregating the potions. "Chris," she called, putting Wyatt in the crib.
The Whitelighter appeared, looking rather haggard and tired. Two seconds later next set of orbs appeared, revealing Leo.
"What happened?" the Elder asked.
"I called for you ages ago!" Piper glared at him and turned to Chris. "We're constantly under attack, do you know anything about it?"
"Yeah," Chris nodded, sighing. "I tried to stop them, but some of them managed to slip past."
Phoebe frowned at him, "How many did you stop?"
The Whitelighter shrugged, "Didn't count. But I hope the next time they will think twice."
"Why they're attacking us anyway?" asked Piper.
"I don't know," Chris shrugged again. "Its seems, that suddenly half of the Underworld wants to get to you with no reason."
Paige walked into the manor, "Hey, anybody home?" she called. She wandered through the rooms, looking for someone. She noticed the notepad on the sofa and picked it up. She read what was written on the paper, unconsciously muttering the words under her breath.
"Paige, is that you?" called Phoebe from the stairs.
"Yeah," Paige laid the notepad back and walked to her sister. "Where's everybody?"
"In the attic," Phoebe explained. "We have trouble."
"No say," Paige rolled her eyes. "Let me guess. It has something to do with the demons spree."
"Yeah. Chris told us, that half of the Underworld is after us, but we have no clue why."
"Great, and I just thought I'll have the rest of the day off," Paige sighed walking into the attic.
"You're not the only one," said Piper, making a potion. Leo played with Wyatt. Chris was standing by the window.
"Yeah, I know," Paige smirked, remembering the unfinished spell she had read. "So what are we going to do?"
"Make a lot of potions," Chris answered. "And pry that-"
He didn't finish. Five demons shimmered in. Piper tried to blow them up, but nothing happened. Chris tried to throw them away telekineticaly with the same result. Paige tried to orb some potions to her, but the vials stayed in their place. Phoebe tried to tap into demon's powers with empathy without success. Leo tried to use his new lightning bolt, but again nothing happened.
"What the hell?" Piper exclaimed.
"My powers don't work!" cried Paige.
"Mine, too," Phoebe shouted, kicking the demon, that was closest to her.
"And mine," Leo paled.
"Potions!" Chris yelled, diving away from the demon, that came after him.
The Charmed Ones tried, really tried, but without their powers they were defenseless. Chris on the other hand had a lot more experience with fighting demons even without his powers. But even he couldn't do anything, as each of demons grabbed one of the sisters and shimmered out with them and Leo. Gritting his teeth Chris threw himself near the table, where the potions were, and used one of them to vanquish the remaining demon. He sighed in relief and got up. Why his powers didn't work? He looked around. Well, at least they didn't take Wyatt. He walked over to the crib, to check on the child, expecting to see the blue shield. But there wasn't any. The Whitelighter groaned.