I watched, silent, terrified as Wyatt stabbed Excalibur through Skye. I reached over and felt Chris's arm. HJ was on my other side. It was weird, we were all older.

"Shh, Char."

I know Christopher, I'm not stupid. I said into his mind.

"Henry, oh, Henry, I know you're out there." Wyatt said in his creepy voice. "You too, Christopher. I'm going to kill Henry, then you, then your stupid wife. You know, little brother, it's all your fault that Mom died." HJ gasped, we were caught. Chris grabbed us and orbed, but he wasn't fast enough.

"Anti-orb spell." Wyatt said as he ran the sword through Henry Jr. I grabbed Chris's hand and, knowing it was too late for HJ, transported. The last thing I heard was Wyatt's 'damn.'

I awoke with a start and transported myself to Aunt Piper's house.

"Aunt Piper?" I said, going into her bedroom.

"What's wrong, Charlie?" She asked groggily.

"Can I talk to you?"

"Sure, honey." We walked downstairs and Piper made me her awesome hot chocolate.

"When does Wyatt get Excalibur?"

"How do you know about that?" My adoptive aunt looked concerned.

"I had another dream. Wyatt had the sword. He killed Skye and HJ. Then, he wanted to kill Chris and I. He said, and I quote, 'Henry, oh, Henry, I know you're out there. You too, Christpher. I'm going to kill Henry, then you and your stupid wife. You know, little brother. It's all your fault that Mom died.'" Piper was shocked. "So, when does he get the sword?"

"Eighteen. Honey, I'm really worried about these dreams you're having."

"They aren't dreams." How I knew that, I don't even know. "They just don't feel like dreams."

"What are they then? Premonitions?"

"No. They feel more like memories." Aunt Piper gasped.

"What do you remember?"

"I remember everything, Aunt Piper."

"Everything?"

"Well, no, but I remember enough."

"So, you remember coming to the past?"

"Yes. I remember the pain of watching my family die, watching Chris die. You remember the day I got there? I left with Chris. It was to tell him that Gracie had been kidnapped. Skye, Mel, and HJ were dead. Persephone died as I was leaving." Aunt Piper pulled me into her arms.

"I'm sorry, honey. I'm sorry you remember that. Do you want your diary back?"

"Diary?"

"When you left, you gave me your diary and Chris's journal. I was told not to read them, to just give them to you when you got either remembered or turned eighteen." I nodded and she went upstairs. When she came back, she put a book into my hands.

Hi, it's me, Charlie. I know, it's odd that I'm writing to myself, but I want to remember. Remember what it was like to be married to Chris, to go back to the past. I want to remember what it felt like to have that magical little girl growing inside me. I'll tell you, it was incredible.

Anyway, a few months ago, my husband Chris left to go to the past. I won't tell you how he became my husband, I don't want to ruin the surprise. Yesterday, Perse and Dora decided to send me to the past if anything happened. Well, something did. Persephone died. There was a big battle. I saw my friends, including Alisa, lying dead on the floor.

That's when I followed Chris, back to the past. This journal/diary/awesome book you write in tells the story of that.

Until next time,

Charlotte Catherine Warren Halliwell

February 16, 2003

Today, I saw my family again. Auntie Piper, Auntie Paige, and Auntie Phoebe died years ago. I was fourteen when we lost Piper, eighteen for Paige and Phoebe. I really missed them. And Chris. I haven't kissed him in almost three months. The Headless Horseman was released at Magic School. Piper, Paige, and Phoebe all lost their heads. Don't worry, mini-me. They were fine. The sisters managed to figure out how to vanquish him and all was better. But Phoebe figured out the fact that Chris was her nephew. Now, we just need Aunt Piper to get pregnant, so we don't lose my best friend.

~Charlie

February 19, 2003

Well, Aunt Piper's finally pregnant. But Leo left. We hate him so much, so Chris and I don't really care. I just know that it makes Piper unhappy. The sisters don't really understand, but they deserve to be happy. They know that, but they don't know what will make them happy. Paige and Uncle Henry are perfect for each other, as are Aunt Phoebe and Uncle Coop. Leo's basically an ass, but Aunt Piper loves him. I know she was really upset when he missed every one of Chris's birthdays. When he was fourteen, she died. I'm sure you remember that. It was a traumatizing part of our past. She was just injured, but Chris can't heal. And Leo didn't show up in time. When he finally did, she was dead and he blamed Chris.

Until next time,

Charlie

May 21, 2003

Piper had really bad morning sickness today. I followed and threw up myself. Twice. When I talked to Chris about it, we decided to go to a doctor and see if I was pregnant. It turns out I am. We are excited, but nervous at the same time. The normal, traditional first parent nerves, added to the demon-slaying witch ones. I miss my family, the ones I know. I just want to go home, to go back to what it was like before we lost Wyatt.

Charlie.

'My' journal entries went on for a while. It was details of every bit of my life in the past.

"Char?"

"Hi, Aunt Piper."

"You need to go to bed, honey. Stay in Chris's room, as usual. I know the nightmares have been affecting both of you, so you'll stay home today. Don't tell him. He needs to remember on his own." I crawled up the stairs and to Chris's room. I quickly slid into his bed without waking him.

I awoke gently hours later still in Chris's arms. He was asleep when I walked downstairs to find Aunt Piper. She was on the phone with my mom.

"She remembers, Rin." Aunt Piper, Dad, and Aunt Phoebe are the only ones to call Catherine Williams Warren 'Rin.'

"Everything."

"Yes, she remembers the wedding and the baby. She remembers coming to the past, Chris's death."

"I know. I'm sorry she remembers it too." I then walked into the room.

"Morning, Aunt Piper."

"It's two in the afternoon."

"And your point is?" she laughed. Chris walked in. He hugged me.

"Nightmares last night?"

"Yeah." He nodded and the doorbell rang. He went to answer it and came back minutes later with a brunette on his arm. A brunette I recognized too well.

"Hey, guys. This is Bianca. My girlfriend."