Taking Nick with me into the wizarding world may not of been one my finer ideas, and the fact that I was running around with a mortal most likely wouldn't help me win over the wizard police and save Justin from losing all of his powers.. But really, did I have a choice?

Okay, maybe I did. I could of gone without him. Told him off and said some pretty nasty things to get him gone. I'll be the first one to admit that I'm perfectly capable of doing that. I'm just not capable of doing that to Nick.

So, there I was. Royally screwing up. Again.

Nick was grasping my hand with intense strength, and I was starting to lose the feeling in my fingers. His eyes were darting around quickly; Probably trying to take in the endless amounts of floating vehicles, talking pigs, and a giant purple Ogre that was drinking sludge out of an equally giant coffee mug.

"What the..?" He questioned, but I had no time for twenty questions.

He nodded, "Yeah. 20 questions."

Oh. "Sure, but, let's make it 10." I smiled.

I mentally kicked myself for thinking of one of the first times I've ever spent with Nick. He was so adorable, even back then. I gave myself another kick. The little trip down memory lane would have to wait.

A burst of giggles came from nearby, and I figured it had something to do with the state of my hair. I'd liked to see them deal with the crap I've been through for the past couple of days and see how they're hair looked! But, the giggles didn't stop. In fact, they seemed to be following us. It was then I realized that no one would go that far as to follow me because my hair was a mess.

I turned around sharply, ready to yell, when I saw a group of Wiztech school girls around my age, huddled in circle. They were talking, and you guessed it, giggling.

I should of known. Even if he was mortal, he was still a famous musician. I looked over at Nick, who I'd been neglecting. He didn't ask why we stopped, didn't even acknowledge the group of wizard girls fawning over him; He just looked completely horrified.

"Nick." He turned to face me, and I saw something on his face that I've never seen before: Anger.

His teeth were tightly clenched together, and his entire body went stiff. It was as if he thought making any movements would cause him tremendous pain. "Alex," He hissed. "Explain. Now."

I slightly winced, not used to being spoken to in that tone by him. I didn't like it one bit. For a split second, I thought the spell was wearing off and he didn't love me anymore. But then I thought of my parents, and how they fought but were still deeply in love. I sighed relief.

I didn't know where to begin. Do I tell him about the spell I put on him? I decided against it for that moment. That could wait. Right now, I had to at least let him know where he was, who I was.. "Well,' we're not exactly in New York anymore.."

He's lips went thin and formed a straight line across his face. "Really?" He said, sarcasm coating his words. "Because I see flying motorcycles all the time in New York!"

I had this terrible feeling panging in my chest. It was an emotion I couldn't place then, and I tried to ignore it. "Listen, this world, it's – Wait a minute." Nick's last sentence rang in my ears. "You said you saw flying motorcycles?"

"Yeah, and I also saw a gremlin drinking tea and -"

"That was a goblin," I corrected. "Although, now that you mention it, they do sort of look like gremlins.." I shook my head, as if clearing these thoughts. "No, that's not important. Nick, which way were the motorcycles going?"

"Oh, no." He shook his head fervently. "We don't move until you tell me what's going on."

"Fine." I said coldly. "I'll explain, but before you decide to give me attitude again, remember that you were the one who insisted on coming."

His face relaxed, and I knew I had him there.

"I'm going to make this really simple for you." I told him, and he watched me intently as I spoke. I felt my heart banging against my chest as I spoke the next words, "I'm a wizard."

He froze. "A – a wizard?" He seemed to be processing this information as he stared at me for a moment."With wands? And potions? And spells?"

I raised my eyebrows, but nodded none-the-less. "Good, so I don't have to explain it after all." I grinned, but he was still frozen in place.

"And this is.."

I sighed, my grin immediately fading. "Call it what you want. Wizarding world, another realm." He understood, I could tell. But still, I gave him a moment to let it all sink in.

After what seemed like a century, Nick spoke. "Unreal," He said, sounding breathless. Maybe even a bit excited?

"Yeah, yeah. It's all really wonderful, but my brother is currently being held by wizard police." Nick's eyes widened, "And might be losing all of his powers because of me and I need to get to before that happens."

He seemed to be frozen again, and his hand pointed up (was it shaking?), past my head. "The motorcycles went that way.."

I followed his finger in the direction he pointed. "Come on, then." I said quickly, shoving him a bit. "If they went that way, they're heading to the Chief of Magical Law Enforcement's office."

Probably because he didn't want to be stranded in the middle of the wizarding world, Nick followed me. We wove in and out of the crowd, and I could occasionally hear Nick's loyal band of wizard school girls trailing behind us. It took all the will power inside of me not to turn around and tell them all off.

"Finally!" I bellowed, as the office building came into view. It was a big, navy blue building with closed windows and a steel door. Me and Nick ran up to the door, and without thinking, I banged loudly, yelling.

"Jeff!" I screamed, "It's Alex Russo, open the door! It's my fault! Not Justin's! Take my powers away!" I was panting now, trying to catch my breath. I waited a minute, but no one seemed to be coming. "Please, open the door!" I put my hand in a fist, and continued to bang hard on the steel door.

Suddenly, Nick grabbed my hand before I could make it anymore numb that it already was. "Alex," He said softly. "I don't think anyones here."

I shook my head. "No! Someone is always here! Jeff is always here!"

Nick raised his eyebrows, "Jeff?"

"The Chief." Nick continued to look bewildered. I bit my lip. "We've met a few times before."

He nodded, and I thought I saw a small smile form on his lips. My spirits lifted a bit, but only for that moment as not a minute later the steel door crashed open.

A short, stocky man with a scowl on his face emerged. I looked at him curiously. I had never seen this man before, and I have been to the office many, many times.

"Hi," I said, breaking the silence as the man continued to eye man.

He made a soft grunting sound, like me being there was a big inconvenience to him (which, it probably was) and grabbed a clipboard that popped in front of him, right out of thin air. I knew that Nick's reaction to this would be amusing, but I had there were more important things to focus on, so I didn't bother looking towards him.

"Name?" The man asked, his voice low and monotoned.

"Alex Russo." I said clearly, peering over his shoulders, trying to catch a glimpse of anything that might be going on inside.

His eyes went from the clipboard to me. He looked extremely annoyed. "I've heard about you."

I smirked. "Yeah, I'm quite famous.. Now, if you just let me -"

"Not so fast, Ms. Russo." He said, blocking any chance I had to get inside.

I inwardly groaned, but I refused to let myself show any signs of defeat. The man then looked at Nick, then back to me. "You're having a rough day, eh?"

"Uh," I wasn't sure how to respond to that. If I say yes, would he have any sympathy for me? As I watched a grin forming on his face, I thought against it. "I guess so." Was all I came up with.

He nodded slowly. "Well, Alex Russo, Mr. Lowell and you have a lot to talk about."

"Jeff?" I asked. I don't think there was ever I time I referred to the Chief of Magical Law Enforcement by his last name.

The man looked offended. "Yes, Mr. Lowell would like to see you."

"Okay," I had to bite my lip from smiling. I had always liked Jeff, and for some odd reason he found me funny, and let me off the hook with a lot of trouble I'd caused in the past. I crossed my fingers that this would be one of those times.

"Come on, Nick." I said, not forgetting about him, even though he hadn't said a word since the stocky man showed up.

That same man shook his head, looking almost pleased with himself. "The mortal stays with me."

"What? No," I wasn't letting this happen. I wasn't going to let Nick stay in the wizard world alone, with this man I knew nothing about. My stomach gave a small lurch, and I inwardly rolled my eyes. Too much emotion in one day was not what my body was used to.

"He'll be fine, Alex."

I smiled as I heard the voice behind me. "Jeff!" I shouted enthusiastically, but he didn't look his usual, friendly self. He seemed concerned, scared even.

"Come with me, we need to talk."

My heart dropped, but I did as he asked, taking one sorrowful look back at Nick.