"Yeah well…" Mel didn't know what to say. "Great minds think a like." Mel read her mothers emotion and exhaled deeply. Piper didn't know they were related, she was pretending she knew something to make Mel crack. Mel just started laughing. "I should tell you Piper, I'm an empath."

Piper looked disappointed. "So I was trying to get some answers. Can you blame me?"

Mel stirred the contents of the pan and giggled. "No. I'd do the same thing."

Piper watched Mel work away in the kitchen. Occasionally she would tell the young witch she should stir the food a bit more or cut things smaller but apart from that she admired what the girl could do. Once the food was finished Piper watched as Phoebe and Paige's noses led them into the kitchen.

Paige sniffed. "Herbs…" she sniffed again, "Lemon and chili…" she stuck her tongue out. "A lot of prawns…" and she squinted trying to guess the last thing. "Pasta!" she looked over at Piper. "I got to love your cooking."

Piper shook her head. "I cooked nothing, it was all Mel."

Paige looked over at the large bowl of pasta and Mel standing over it holding a large spoon. "Ah I see. Piper you have competition."

Piper nodded and Mel felt extremely happy with herself. She got her mothers approval and it wasn't given to her just Piper was her mother that she got it. To Piper, Mel was a total stranger, yet she still got accepted.

Suddenly Paige pulled Mel back to reality. "Where is your brother?"

Mel looked at the time. Chris had been gone for three hours. "Chris?" Mel called out. No one answered. "Chris?" Melinda called again. Mel was having too much fun hanging out with her Aunts and Mom to notice her brother was missing.

"I've got to go find him!" Mel started to orb but Phoebe latched onto her and stopped her.

"What if it's a trap?" Phoebe thought of her vision. "You stay here and Paige and I will go to P3 and see if Chris is there."

Paige smiled warmly at Mel. "We'll be back in a second." They orbed out and Mel's leg began to shake.

"Are you okay?" Piper asked.

Mel nodded. "I just shake my leg when I'm impatient." Melinda stopped herself and waited. Paige and Phoebe came back with Chris in what seemed like hours. In fact it was only a minute.

"We're in the living room!" Phoebe called out. Mel grabbed Piper's arm and orbed there in a second. She saw her brother lying unconscious on the couch. "We just found him like this. We can't wake him up."

Even though her brother wasn't waking up she looked relieved. "It's just a sleeping dart. I can wake him up." Mel went into the kitchen and grabbed some peanut butter and a spoon. She went back into the living room and smiled. "Only thing that could wake him up and funnily enough the best antidote to sleeping darts." she grinned.

Piper watched on clearly interested. "My mom used to call him peanut for a reason." Mel chuckled. She scooped up and whole lot of peanut butter up and waved it under Chris' nose. Chris moved slightly opening his mouth. "Wake up Christopher. I got some peanut butter."

The sisters marveled at how quickly woke up and opened his mouth and ate the peanut butter whole. He grabbed the spoon and started attacking it. "Best food in the world." he mumbled between licks. He then slowly remembered what happened. He looked around and noticed the sister staring at him trying not to laugh. Melinda was already rolling on the floor holding her stomach from laughing so hard. Chris swallowed whatever was in his mouth and turned red. "Peanut Butter is addictive." he smiled a toothy grin and the sisters couldn't help but laugh because there was peanut butter all over his mouth.

Chris licked all the peanut butter off and looked at Melinda. "Did Wyatt come after you?" the mood in the Manor suddenly changed.

Mel shook her head. "No. Why?"

The sisters stopped laughing and started concentrating on what was happening. "He said he would after he shot the dart at me."

Mel looked at Chris. "Maybe he was bluffing."

Chris shook his head. "Wy doesn't bluff."

"Wy?" Piper looked skeptical. "His nickname is Wy."

Mel looked at Piper. "Leo gave it to him but in the future everyone knows him as Lord Wyatt."

Piper sat down as she felt dizzy. It was bad enough that her son turned evil but being called Lord Wyatt. Note to self Piper thought, don't let Wyatt read Harry Potter. All of a sudden the baby monitor went off. Piper was about to stand up to go upstairs to grab Wyatt when Chris volunteered. "I'll bring him down." he spoke up and orbed away.

The sisters looked at each other confused. "Don't worry, he won't hurt Wyatt. He's just remembering how he used to be." Mel assured them.

Two minutes later Chris orbed down with Wyatt and handed him over to Piper. Wyatt curiously looked over at Mel trying to figure out if she was good or evil.

"She's good honey." Piper sat Wyatt down on her lap knowing that it was torturing Mel. Piper had to be a mother but wanted to take Wyatt away to stop the tortured look on Mel's face. The little baby on her lap was going to kill Mel for crying out loud.

"So Lord Wyatt is in this time." Phoebe looked at the brother and sister who were staring at each other.

Chris was concentrating on Mel who was nodding at something. "He wouldn't." Mel suddenly said to Chris as thought replying to something. "Wy needs us more than we know."

"How do you figure?" Chris asked.

"Why aren't you dead and why did he wait seventeen years to kill me?" Mel replied.

"Are you two telepathic?" Paige asked.

Both shook their heads and before either could answer Piper spoke. "Melinda is an empath. I'm guessing you're talking through emotions."

Melinda smiled and Chris looked at Mel sternly. "What?" Mel defended. "She was trying to trick me so I set her straight."

"Idiot." Chris mumbled.

"Sarcastically rude." Mel retorted.

"So why didn't Wyatt strike?" Paige asked. Everyone in the room wore the same mystified look.

………

Wyatt stood over a pool of water watching his family try and figure out why he didn't show up to take Mel. "Because none of you would leave her alone long enough!" Wyatt shouted as Paige asked the question to the others.

Wyatt shut off his pool and rubbed his temple. Plan one obviously didn't work. He still didn't have Mel or Chris. Wyatt thought about his plans.

He visited his old friend, the demon of Hate and asked to borrow his ring. He had known Henry would try to use the ring to find Chris so he decided to use his Uncle's plan. He visited his old friend the demon of Hate and asked politely to borrow his ring. When Hate refused, Wyatt killed him and he got the ring. Instead of sending another assassin back Wyatt knew it would be better to set the record straight himself. If you want something done right you have to do it yourself. So as he held the ring he focused on the great Hate he had for his little brother and appeared in his brothers' room at P3. He knocked Chris out with a sleeping dart then waited for Mel to be alone.

The plan seemed simple. Grab Melinda, lure Christopher and take them back to their own times. What went wrong?

"Lord Wyatt is it?" a voice appeared from behind Wyatt. Wyatt turned around to see an Elder Darklighter. He laughed. "Duke, long time no see. Well you haven't seen me yet." Wyatt stuck out his hand to shake Dukes but Duke made no movement. "You always were the paranoid one." Wyatt mumbled. "What can I do for you?"

Duke studied Wyatt. "You can tell me why you're here."

Wyatt smiled. "To get my siblings back."

Duke smiled. "You mean that witchlighter who poses as a darklighter and his sister?"

Wyatt smiled. "So you met my brother."

"Only his alias of Derrick the darklighter. However I am fond of him and I feel we are close in the future." Duke smiled.

"You are his mentor. You teach him how to be a whitelighter." Wyatt looked at Duke who grinned.

"I thought so. He is a deceiving little runt. Only I could've taught him." Duke looked at Wyatt. "However I feel as though your brother and sister will not return to you easily."

"Most likely because we despise each other." Wyatt shrugged. "However my plan failed to lure them to me."

Duke just looked at Wyatt. "I am not going to interfere with family business because my mother once told me that when you drop by other peoples houses they shall expect to drop by yours. And I do not want you in my house Wyatt." Duke disappeared in a swirl of black orbs.

Wyatt thought of one of his mothers old sayings. "If you have a mouse and cat in your house and you want to get rid of them both, do not let the cat catch the mouse, catch the mouse to lure the cat." Wyatt smiled. Wyatt was trying to lure Chris to him with Mel, but why not lure Mel to him with Chris…

………

After everyone ate dinner Chris and Mel offered to do the washing up. As they stood over the kitchen sink they hummed a tune. Mel nudged Chris as she grabbed the bowl of him to dry. "Do you still play your guitar? When I went to your apartment I couldn't see it."

Chris shook his head. "Wyatt banned music."

"Jeez he really was jealous that you could play any instrument you picked up." Mel stacked the plate away.

"That's an exaggeration but I think he was just jealous that we played music together." Chris handed another plate to Mel.

"So where do you live?" Mel tried scratching a mark off the plate she was holding.

"P3." Chris grabbed the plate off Mel and telekinetically removed the mark.

"Cool. I'll set up a makeshift bed on the floor and stay with you." Mel smiled but Chris stopped what he was doing.

"No." he replied to her bluntly. "You're staying here in the manor."

"Why?" Mel asked her big brother.

"Many reasons. One, we don't want Piper to lose the club by having a fourteen year old sleeping out the back and on the floor. Two, the club is way too noisy. Three, if you are taken while you're sleeping at least you're with the sisters who can protect you better. Four, I don't want to share a room with my sister." Chris picked up some bubbles and threw them at Mel's face.

Mel opened her eyes and as she breathed out bubbles flew off her face. "You are going to regret that." Mel started picking up some bubble in her hand.

"Really?" Chris smiled. "What are you going to do? Huh? Huh?" Chris orbed behind Mel and wrapped his arms around her pinning her arms to her side and causing the bubbles to burst on her pants. "Seriously you're trapped." Chris tickled his sister as she tried to get out of his grip.

"This was so much easier when you were only two years older than me but this'll work." Mel was laughing as she orbed out of his grasp and grabbed some bubbles and threw it at his face. Little did she know his mouth was wide open. "Oh my God Chris I am so sorry." Mel did her best to try to wipe the bubbles of his face but ended up spreading them all around. Chris spat out the last of the bubbles and lifted up the soap bubbles with his power.

"Oh no!" Mel started to run away as Chris chased her around the kitchen with the bubbles flying along beside him.

"Get back here you little twerp." Chris laughed as Mel ran around the island table. All of a sudden Chris changed direction and the bubbles hit Melinda in the face.

Chris patted his little sisters' hair as she laughed. "I want big red fire truck for Christmas, Santa." Chris looked at Mel's bubble beard with pride.

Melinda looked at her brother with an evil glare. "I seem to remember you were petrified of Santa."

Chris shook his head. "I was petrified of the big red jolly man with the fake beard who was pretending to be Santa." Chris corrected her. "I met the real Santa Clause and he doesn't like it when kids sit on his lap. He also wears purple."

Phoebe walked in and laughed at the two siblings. "Santa wears red Chris." she stated.

"That's what she thinks." Chris winked at Mel. He then turned his gaze back to Phoebe. "Hey can Mel stay here?" he asked.

Mel looked between Phoebe and Chris waiting for an answer. "I'll ask my sisters but it should be fine."

Chris and Melinda followed Phoebe into the living room. Piper and Paige were sitting together on the couch watching TV.

"Hey our new futuristic friend has no where to stay." Phoebe looked at Piper and Paige. "I thought it would be okay if we set up the front living room as a bedroom for her. You know, close of the doors and everything. Just for as long as she stays here."

Piper and Paige exchanged glances and nodded. "Okay," Piper agreed. "However there are five rules you need to abide by." Piper looked at Mel. "For rule number one, no more bubble beards." Mel quickly wiped away all evidence that the beard had even been there. "Rule number two, we got to sleep so no parties or late night bangs and noises." Mel thought that was fine. "Three, knock before you orb." Chris poked Mel in the side. She had a bad habit of orbing in everywhere. "Rule four, you do exactly what we say when we say it. If I say run I better see your sorry ass running away as fast as it can. If I tell you to jump, if you don't ask me how high I will shout very loud."

Mel was about to object on rule number four when Chris, Phoebe and Paige spoke together. "Do as she says." Mel looked at everyone grumpily but continued to listen to Piper's last rule. "Rule number five…" she was about to say something when Paige interrupted.

"You cook once a week." Paige finished off and Piper just smacked her head.

"I can do that." Mel chirped.

………

Wyatt watched the scene taking place. Chris and Melinda were going to be split up for a while. That's just the opportunity he needed.