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Chap. 3:

The Halliwells were a little shocked by Cassie's story. To be honest, they were expecting worse. Perhaps something that could not possibly be fixed. Or maybe someone entirely demonic. What they did not expect were the girl's unique gifts.

Phoebe was astounded and intrigued by her powers. "I've never heard of such a power before or read about it in the Book of Shadows." she thought.

Wyatt felt a strange sense of relief. "Thank goodness we don't have to vanquish her!" he thought.

And Chris, ever the cynic, was reviewing all the possible demons that Cassandra could possibly come in contact with.

When her eyes glazed over from Phoebe's psychic power, the other witches glanced around the table.

"How long will she be out?" Chris asked his aunt quietly.

"It's hard to say," Phoebe explained. "Some visions take longer than others, but judging by the look on her face it's a good one!"

Wyatt glanced at her, wondering what she saw that made her smile so happily. He wished with all his heart then that his powers gave him some way of knowing.

"Are you sure we can help her?" Chris asked looking around the table. He was upset by the way his family simply accepted this strange girl without evaluating the risks. "What if demons attack?"

Wyatt stood up angrily, he was compelled by a protective feeling so strong that it was impossible to resist. "We will help this girl," he said with a note of finality.

"She's coming to," Phoebe hissed and the table once more fell to silence.

Cassie looked up, her eyes glowing with happiness. Her gaze was still dreamy for she was still unwilling to leave behind the beautiful world that she had just been torn from. She sighed with content and then her expression grew panicked. She had forgotten the Halliwells during the time she had spent in her vision and seeing them seemed to embarrass her.

"What did you see?" Phoebe demanded impatiently.

"It's…sort of personal," Cassie told her sweetly.

Wyatt wanted to beg the girl to tell him, the not knowing was painful for him. It struck Wyatt as odd that this girl who he barely knew could make him feel so helpless. And him, the twice blessed child of a Charmed One and a White-lighter! The young man who was so used to being in control and the most powerful, was quite put-off to find himself so easily swayed by this fragile young girl.

"Can you show me?" Phoebe asked shyly. "Woman to woman…I promise not to tell."

Wyatt was hurt by his aunt's betrayal.

"Ok," Cassie replied hesitantly and took Phoebe's hands in her own. The two closed their eyes and once again entered another world entirely. Both of their expressions filled with joy and Wyatt and Chris looked at each other in confusion. When the two came to, they whispered together silently, but still refused to tell the boys anything. And their patience was wearing thin.

Cassie's POV:

It was wonderful. Phoebe Halliwell's powers were unlike any that I had experienced before. They were not meant for fighting. They simply came to a witch, whether she wanted the vision or not. And I must say, my vision complicated things quite a bit.

*The Vision*

I was standing in front of a mirror, nervously adjusting my hair. I was wearing a long white dress. It was beautiful. The silken bodice clung to my every curve, all the way down to my hips where it fanned out into a long silk skirt that formed a short elegant train. Small, delicate beads were embroidered on parts to accentuate its simplistic beauty. The room was warm and inviting, probably one of the rooms at the Manor.

A light knocking filled the room and Phoebe walked carefully in.

"Sweetie, you look beautiful!" she exclaimed, looking at me in the mirror.

"I'm so scared!" I moaned to her, feeling the butterflies fill my stomach. "What if this doesn't work out?"

"Trust me it will! And not just because I'm married to a cupid or because I can see the future," she told me seriously. "This is going to work out because you and Wyatt are meant to be together. You are two halves of a whole. From the day you met you have both known it deep down. This is going to last forever."

I smiled at her, happy that some of the butterflies had left. "Now that you've solved that problem; why don't you solve the problem of my hair and veil?"

Phoebe laughed and grabbed a curling iron and a brush. Quickly, she turned my long curls into a beautiful bun that had curls falling out of it. She pinned my veil just beneath the base of it and pronounced me ready to go.

I walked out of the room and into the hallway. Leo, Piper's beloved husband, stood waiting for me.

"You look beautiful, Cassie," he said to me, as he took my arm. "There's no need to be nervous."

I nodded and tried to keep my nerves from showing on the outside. Together, Leo and I descended the staircase. We walked into their sunroom which had been turned into a flower-filled paradise. But none of the decorations mattered. Because right in the center of the room was Wyatt, and he was staring at me with such love and happiness that all my fears floated away. I stared into his eyes and I felt at peace. It is almost as if I had finally become whole, like some part of me had been missing, but until that moment I had never noticed it.

The ceremony went without a hitch. But yet again, I barely noticed. I only had eyes and ears for one man.

"I do," I whispered, meaning the two words with all my heart.

"I do," Wyatt said in return.

"You may now kiss the bride," the minister said.

And then he kissed me with such a passion that it felt like the first time, even though we both knew it wasn't. It was a kiss that could end all kisses. It was perfect. Wyatt was perfect. We were perfect. And I knew that I was done running.

Mrs. Cassandra Martin Halliwell was home at last.

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