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Ah so confused. Started off as a one chapter thing that was about 2,500 odd words. Then it got longer so I decided to do a few chapters. I wrote around 4 and that was it, finished. Then all these new ideas came, and I tried to think of new ways to give him angst and I haven't got a clue what's going on anymore so bare with me.

Enough with the ramblings! Thank you so much to everyone who reviewed and here's the second chapter.

Chapter 2, Crashes In The Night

Having heard the crashes Piper had bolted out of bed, running out of her bedroom clad in only her pyjamas, her hair roughly tied back, stray strands falling around her stricken face as she made her way to her son's nursery.

She was half way across the landing when she heard it. The piercing scream, reverberating in her ears, but it wasn't just any scream. She knew the voice; the usual sarcastic, neurotic voice was in pain. Screaming in agony.

Shaken out of his stupor from the determination not to fail, Chris heard movements outside and the door began to rattle, Pipers voice coming to his ears, muttering in concern as she tried to bang the door down.

"Leo!" She screamed at the top of her lungs. She was sure she had heard Chris screaming, after all it couldn't have been Wyatt, but why was the man here?

What was he doing with Wyatt right then and there?

Was the scream a result of Wyatt's force field?

The questions ran amuck in her brain.

No, she had been hit by the force field when her son's morality had been changed, and even then the pain had not been enough to cause anyone to scream like that.

She threw herself into the door, unsure of the risk of blowing up the door, especially since whatever or whoever was in there, demon or Chris could use the blinding debris to their advantage to attack, and maybe even to cause Wyatt's shield to lower.

But why had Chris screamed?

"Leo!" Chris heard her scream again and he looked up groggily, staring at the door longingly, praying Piper could get through. He opened his mouth and tried to call out but he was too weak, his mouth was dry all of a sudden and his throat seemed to constrict as he tried to swallow.

He closed his mouth and opened it once more, like a fish out of water, hoping to find his voice, but all that came out was a quiet groan.

There was a noise, and Chris looked up at Wyatt's crib, that the demon had yet to infiltrate. The blue-tinged bubble had been activated, protecting Wyatt from the demon stalking towards him.

Deciding to help the toddler after all, he gritted his teeth and tried to push himself up as quietly as possible, not wanting the demon to attack before he was even on his feet. His knees clicked in pain after lying awkwardly, but barely a scratch in comparison to his other more fatal wounds.

The creature growled and Chris saw him run forward towards the crib, as if hoping to tackle the shield but was only thrown to the wall once more. He looked around in search of a weapon of some kind, maybe there was some way to deactivate it, and his eyes rested on Chris, wounded and bleeding, his grey long sleeved shirt almost completely red from the crimson stains of his own blood.

He sneered and stepped towards the man purposefully, who was still attempting to rise. The demon grinned madly as he stood over the wounded Whitelighter, his large form blocking the light from the little lampshade on the side table.

"Make him open it." The creature said, his tongue licking the bottom of his sharp pointed fangs in anticipation.

Chris, despite the pain, still managed to laugh bitterly. "Go to hell."

"So much power.." The demon muttered. "Oh well." He said, his tone changing from wonder back to anger at Chris' lack of co-operation.

The man didn't even look up; he rested his head on the floorboards, only half aware of the puddle beneath him of his own blood. He was shaking from an unseen cold spreading through him, making his limbs feel numb.

"Leo goddamn it!" Piper screamed once more, and finally the blue orbs lowered to the ground, revealing Leo, looking sorry for taking so long.

"I'm sorry Piper, I couldn't just leave-" He looked at her face and noticed the small cracks that had begun to form on the doorframe from where Piper had been trying to get in.

"Piper?" He said questionably.

"Someone's in there."

Leo looked stricken, and began to orb but Pipers hands shot out, grabbing at the dissipating matter, making him stop.

"You can't orb in there, by the time you know what's going on you could be killed."

"But if Wyatt's hurt."

"I don't think he is, I would have felt it, and his shield will keep him safe."

"But if that's true then I can orb close enough to Wyatt, for his shield to protect me as I assess the situation."

Leo's insistence was getting on her nerves.

"Chris is in there too." She said in a clipped tone

"What! I should have known he was behind this!"

"No, Leo." And Piper was surprised at herself for standing up for the Whitelighter. "I-I heard him scream."

"So Wyatt's shield must have repelled him."

"No, it was-, the scream, it was nothing Wyatt could have done."

Leo only stared.

"Either way we have to get in there."

He turned back towards the door and motioned for Piper to move behind the wall out of sight.

He flicked his wrist, and the door orbed away, revealing the destroyed room, and the strong stench of blood that filled his nostrils as he took a deep breath, the smell enough to make Piper feel sick suddenly. It was so strong she could almost taste it's metallic texture in the air. Her stomach churned and she put a hand to her mouth.

She'd seen blood before, more than her fair share, but this was her little boy's nursery. The one place blood should never be spilled.

The demon in question had his back to the door, and had yet to notice the presence of the Elder and his ex-wife. He was too busy holding Chris up by the neck, choking the man.

Piper began to dart forward, unsure of what she might do but knowing she had to do it fast. Leo held her back and as she was about to protest she saw the look in his eyes that told her to keep quiet. They had to be careful. One wrong move and everything would turn from very bad, to much, much worse.

TBC

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