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Could It Be Any Harder

Wyatt looked around him as white smokes rolled around him, creating a heavenly scene in the white space less room, as he saw white arches with fairies web and flowers and the smooth sound of the water drops tearing into the smooth surface of a pond. Everything around him looked heavenly, then he heard a voice, calling out to his name in a most seductive way.

The blonde haired Halliwell looked around just as he found himself strapped on a white chair with nothing on but his black boxers. "Wyatt…" The mystic voice called out to him, just as he felt a flower petal pressed against his cheeks, turning around he saw nothing but the white smoke.

"Wyatt….." The ghostly voice called out to him. "I love you so much….and I want you so much……." The voice called out to him, just as he saw a figure among the smoke. It had a slender body, yet tall but couldn't be taller than him, in fact he knew the figure must be few inches smaller than him. The smoke became thicker just as the figure approached him. The slender figure was only few feet away from him, and few more steps would have revealed this figure, however before he could see the mysterious figure, his alarm clock blared pulling him out of the mysterious world as he jerked awake.

"Shit." Wyatt cursed as he looked around the room as the sun filtered through the net-curtains. He had been dreaming the same specific dream for almost a month, yet no matter how close he came to see who the figure was, he would always wake up as if this person was tempting him, testing his patience before they could reveal themselves to him.

The 22-year-old pulled himself off of the mattress and rubbed his face before punching the alarm clock to shut it up as it still blared. Wyatt looked through his blonde hair as the green numbers showed it was 7 in the morning. Yawning and stretching his body, he got up and slowly made his way up to the toilet as he could not resist the urge to scratch his butt.


By the time Wyatt got down, his younger brother was ready and waiting downstairs patiently for Wyatt to come down, "Morning Chris," Wyatt said as Chris looked at him, "Chris, what do you say?"

"Good Morning Wyatt," Chris replied in a voice that had no accent or tone.

"Let me see your beautiful eyes when you say that," Wyatt said as he waited Chris to look at him, who slowly turned to look at him.

"Good morning Wyatt," Chris said as Wyatt smiled before making his way to the kitchen while Chris followed him.

"What would you like to have today?" Wyatt asked as he looked at his younger brother, who looked at him, "How about some pancakes, huh? You like pancakes right." Wyatt said as he grabbed the pancake mix from the fridge while Chris nodded.

The older Halliwell swiftly moved around the kitchen doing all the jobs while Chris sat on the stool watching his brother, who was smiling, dancing and pulling silly faces at him every now and then. Chris had already lined his fork and knife in front of him neatly along with the napkin which was neatly folded in his lap.

"Here you go," Wyatt said placing the orange juice in front of him as Chris slowly leaned in and pulled a glass towards him before pouring himself a half a glass of orange juice, making sure that he doesn't spill a drop of juice anywhere, "Enjoy," Wyatt said placing pancakes with syrup in front of Chris, who then pulled the plate and lined it up, so the pattern in the plate was correctly facing him.

Once the breakfast was done, both boys made their way to the foyer of the Halliwell Manor, where Wyatt grabbed his keys, while Chris got his scarf, gloves and jacket. Once Wyatt made sure that Chris was properly wrapped so only his eyes and nose were visible, they made their way out. Its autumn and the cold had already arrived, and what was worse was that tonight was Halloween, causing the Twice Blessed to shudder at the thought of how chaotic this day was going to be.


"Okay Chris, remember what I told you," Wyatt said as Chris looked at him sideways before nodding, "What did I say?"

Chris sat there thinking before replying in the same tone as that morning at breakfast. If anyone else was listening, they would have thought that the brunette was speaking some other language since Chris' voice could sometimes be hard to understand, but no matter what Wyatt always understands what Chris would say. Even by one look, Wyatt understands what his brother needed.

"Not to go with anyone even if you know them, wait for you at the gate," Chris said as Wyatt smiled and looked at him to carry on but Chris stayed quiet.

"And…..?" Wyatt said looking at Chris, who looked at the toy that hung on the rear-view mirror, "Chris, what else did I tell you not to do?"

"Not to pick fights and be good." Chris said as Wyatt laughed at his brother's innocence.

"Good boy, now off you go." Wyatt said but Chris carried on talking.

"I am 20-years-old, I am not a little child. Wyatt is a little child, always being a messy idiot." Chris said as he opened the door and made his way out, while muttering more things as Wyatt sat in his car, watching the brunette make his way into the building, while still talking to himself. Wyatt saw one of Chris' girl friends waving at Chris, but the younger Halliwell was pre-occupied in his own conversation that he did not notice.

"Hey Wyatt," said Emily smiling at Wyatt, who gave a little nod. "I guess he's mad at you, huh?"

"Yeah, I guess so." Wyatt chuckled as he saw Chris stop in short distance. For a while he stood there motionlessly, as if he was looking at the grass beneath him, then he slowly turned around to see Wyatt, who waved at Chris. For a minute Chris did not respond back, but then he slowly raised his hand and waved back before making into the building.

"He's improved a lot, hasn't he?" Emily said as both of them saw him disappear around the corner.

"Yeah." Wyatt said with a smile, not taking his eyes off where his brother had gone, until Emily leaned on the frame of the open window of the car. That was when he looked up and met her soft green eyes.

"Well I guess I'm not surprised, after all who wouldn't improve so much if they had a brother like you," Emily said lightly twirling her almond blonde hair as Wyatt laughed, "You know, since its Halloween and all, I was wondering if you want to come over to the party I'm having at my house," Wyatt looked at her as he saw the little disappointment in her eyes. Emily knows the answer for the question, yet she would always try, "I mean, I'm sure your aunts wouldn't mind looking after Chris for a night, right?"

"I'm sorry Emily," Wyatt said genuinely, "But you know Chris doesn't like to stay away from me more than few hours, otherwise he gets anxious and panicked."

"Come on Wyatt," Emily said stamping her feet. "I mean you stay away from him when he's in college, and the party is only for few hours, I'm sure he wouldn't miss you for an extra couple of hours."

Wyatt shook his head, "You know how I have to drop in every lunch to check on him, and if I'm just a few minutes late, you see how upsets he gets. He practically screams his head off."

"Fine Mr Boring, I'm going." Emily said with a fake anger in a voice.

"Come on Emily, don't be like that." Wyatt said as Emily smiled. Wyatt always knew that Emily had a crush on him, but he is not interested in any relationship right now. In fact, he could not remember the last time he dated or just went out for a night. He always stayed in with Chris. Wyatt always put his brother first and never went anywhere alone or had time for himself.

Emily turned around and placed both her hands on her hips as if she was ready to scold at a little child.

"Well, as far as I've seen, you never go anywhere, and always stay in with Chris," Emily said as Wyatt looked at her, "I mean come on, I understand Chris' needs but still Wyatt, you have got to make time for yourself and I would like it very much if you can make it there."

"Alright, I'll try but no guarantees." Wyatt said as Emily smiled widely.

"Great, but if you are not there by 11," Emily said looking at Wyatt with her arms folder in her chest, "Then the party is coming to your house," the 22-year-old tried to object but the blonde haired girl continued, "I mean it Halliwell, so you better be there." With that she turned on her heels and walked off. The Twice Blessed watched her disappear into the building before stepping on the gas.


"Hey Aunt Paige," Wyatt whispered into his mobile as he looked at his watch before looking at his lecturer in the front with that he ducked behind the chair, "Can you do me a little favour and check on Chris for me."

"Okay, but why aren't you checking up on him." Paige's voice spoke back.

"Cause, I'm stuck in a meeting," Wyatt whispered as one of his fellow colleagues, got up and made his way to the stage and began speaking about random things, "I tried to blow it off, but my stupid lecturer says its compulsory for me to be here since this meeting is worth half of my grade."

"Okay, I'll check up on him, as soon as I can," Paige said as Wyatt heard a whizzing noise from the background.

"What do you mean, as soon as you can?" Wyatt whispered as he heard a explosion and then a laughter, "What are you doing?"

"Well long story short, my charge blew up a potion and it's had a weird effect on her," Paige said as he heard another explosion followed by a laughter, " I think she's gone Insane……Marge, sweetie, no, leave the cat alone…no sweetie, cats aren't meant to……fly…"

Wyatt looked at his watch, its already 12.30 and he was suppose to be there on the dot. "Aunt Paige, you got to go and check up on him NOW."

"Now?" Paige voice said as he heard a yelp of a cat.

"YES, NOW," Wyatt said as he saw a pair of grey pants in front of him. Slowly looking up, he saw his lecturer, in his glasses, looking pretty mad, "Okay I got to go, but please, go NOW." With that he blinked as he heard Paige yell.

"Wyattt……" Paige's voice yelled followed by the sound of the noise of the orbs.


Paige stumbled back and fell as her body hit the solid ground beneath her the moment her orbs fizzled out. "I am so grounding you for this Mister," Paige yelled at the ceiling, before taking her surroundings in. "Couldn't you find a better place to orb me?" She yelled once again before getting up from the toilet floor. Just then she heard couple of voices, but from the sound of it, it sounded like guys, "Shit." Paige cursed herself as she ran and locked herself in the cubicle, while she heard guys voice outside.

"She sure has a fine ass." Said one of the voice as the other laughed.

"Yeah, well that's, not the only thing she has, that's so fine, have you seen her…" Second guys voice said as Paige pulled a sick face when he finished the sentence.

"Gross bastards." Paige thought to herself as she heard them laugh.

"I'm sure you would like to get some of that." Another voice commented as the first laughed. Once they disappeared out of sight, Paige stuck her head out to check, making sure the coast was clear, she snuck out of the toilet.

By the time she reached the front gate, the youngest Halliwell sister saw no sign of Chris. Paige scouted the entire area outside the college, hoping to find her nephew, yet there was nothing. That was when she found one of Chris' friends from his special needs class.

"Sandra," Paige yelled as the girl in the automatic wheelchair, stopped to turn around.

"Hey Ms Matthews." Sandra smiled as Paige smiled at her.

"Have you seen Chris, cause he was suppose to wait at the gate, but he isn't there." Paige said as Sandra looked at her.

"Oh sure thing Ms Matthews, I saw him," Sandra said as the auburn haired woman looked at her, "Just few minutes ago, Wyatt came by and picked him up, just like always."

"Oh….," Paige said as the girl looked up at her.

"Is there anything else, Ms Matthews?" Sandra said looking up as Paige shook her head.

"No, thanks honey," Paige smiled as Sandra wheeled off, then the youngest aunt's smile turned to that of frustration as she pulled out her cell phone from her bag, "WYATT MATTHEW HALLIWELL, you are so grounded" Paige shouted as she speed-dialled Wyatt's number.

"You Mister, are in one serious trouble," Paige said as Wyatt's puzzled voice came over, "If you were going to pick him up, why did you bother sending me, huh, I could've stayed with my insane charge, who knows what she's done now. I hope she hasn't fried her cat or her neighbour for that matter."

"What are you talking about Aunt Paige?" Wyatt's voice came over as the Witchlighter looked around the place she was standing in, "Where is Chris?"

"What do you mean, where is Chris?" Paige spoke into her handset, "You picked him up."

"No I didn't…" Wyatt panicked voice came over as Paige looked confused.

"But Chris' classmate said she saw you picking him up….." Paige said trailing off as she realised what had really happened.


"SHIT!" Wyatt shouted as every one in the hall looked at him. Without another word, Wyatt pelted out of the hall as his lecturer called out for him to come back.


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