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He orbed them away without a word to Phoebe, who was still sitting on the floor shocked.

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She didn't know how long she stayed there, just thinking. They weren't lying, she knew that for sure now. Though she hadn't had much doubts about them there was a part of her that didn't want to believe her nephew was evil she couldn't deny it now. He was not good.

Piper was the one who found her. She walked into the attic intent on getting something out of the book when she stubled across Phoebe, she was just staring ahead of her with a horrified look on her face. "Phoebe?" She asked panicing.

This was enough to startle Phoebe out of her trance. She looked up at Piper's worried face.

"Phoebe what's wrong?" Asked Piper, panic still written on her face.

"Everything." Phoebe said vaguely. She got up off the floor.

"What?"

"Piper, we have to help Chris and Mel, we have to help them!" She grabbed hold of Pipers hand.

"Phoebe, they don't want our help. They want to do this themselves."

"No, no, they need our help. Piper I had a preminition, well me Chris and Mel had a preminition-"

"Wait, from the start Phoebe, what happened?" She asked leading her over to the sofa.

"Chris and Mel came over-"

"They were here?" she interrupted.

"Yes Piper, they were here, they needed my help, to help them get a preminition-"

"What?" She interrupted again confused.

"It's not a passive power Piper, they can get any preminition they want, but its not easy, they needed my help, Mel were looking for a specific one and Chris was making sure we didn't get drawn into the wrong one, but he couldn't hold it, even with my help and we saw- I saw- Piper, Wyatt rapes Mel."

Piper's eyes widened, she felt her blood run cold, and her stomach drop. Her baby? Rape his own sister? "No. he wouldn't!" She shook her head furiously. She knew deep down it must be true, but she refused to believe it. Who would want to believe their baby boy grows up to rape his sister.

"He does Piper, I'm so sorry, he does." Phoebe told her, tears running down her cheeks. Piper was still shaking her head. "Piper," she turned her head to face her own, "he does. Right after your funeral." Shock and pain were evident in her eyes now as she looked into Phoebe's, desperatly searching for some deception hidden in them. "In the preminition, Mel said he killed you."

This last piece of informaion took the last of Pipers self-control with it as soon as it left Phoebes lips. "Oh God." She sobbed on Phoebes shoulder. "How could he do that to her? How could he do that to his baby sister?"

"The obviously not the same person as he is now Piper. We need to find out what Chris and Mel know, and help them."

Piper nodded, still crying. She wouldn't have noticed the blue glow that filled the attic if Phoebe's head hadn't snapped up.

Mel and Chris had come back. Upon seeing the two sisters crying together on the sofa Mel took a deep breath and dipped her head to look at her feet. She raised a hand to pinch the bridge of her nose. "You told her." It wasn't a question.

"I had to Mel."

She raised her head, there was no trace of her earlier tears on her cheeks. "Did you?"

"She's your mother." Phoebe stated simply.

Mel rolled her eyes and sighed, "Yeah." She said quietly, looking away.

"We need to give the preminition another try," Said Chris chaiging the subject. He knew when situations were going down the wrong road.

"Really? You really want to?"

"Want? No. Need? Yes." Mel said. "It didn't exactly go the way we wanted it to the first time, but, well not many things do when magic is involved," she glanced at Chris and he at her, "You saw what you saw, there's nothing we can do about that now, but this is our best chance at getting the information that we need."

"How can you just get over seeing that, that quickly?" Asked Phoebe.

"I have no other choice. If I let every bad thing thats happened in my life consume me, I'd never get anything done, and we have a job to do." She said stonily.

"We need the power of three." Chris said. "We weren't strong enough, just me, Mel and Phoebe, we might be with the power of three."

"It's not a sure thing and we can't gaurentee the same thing wont happen as last time, but at this point it's the best we can come up with. We need to make some progress, aside from just killing random demons. And if you do see something you shouldn't, well you wanted to know about the future..." Mel trailed off.

"Where's Paige?" Asked Chris.

"Right here! What's going on?" She asked walking into the attic.

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Mel and Chris medditated together to try and ensure the best results with the next preminition. It wasn't Chris' favourite way to kill time but it might help them out.They were sitting cross-legged on the floor, like before hoiling hands, while Pheobe and Piper expained things to Paige. Mel could feel their eyes on her. Chris gripped her hands tighter everytime they invaded her concentration. After twenty minuets they opened their eyes, "Ready?" Chris asked.

"Yeah," they said and moved sit on the ground.

"Phoebe, you need to sit on the other side of me since I'll need your strength the most." Chris said motioning to the side not occupied by Mel, "And Piper, you need to sit on the other side of Mel since you have a stronger connection to Wyatt than Paige. Paige your in the middle of them to connect all three of you, just incase you were wondering." He shrugged at this last part.

They all moved into their assigned places. Piper put her baby moniter down on the ground a few feet away. Mel Chris and Phoebe joined hands and held their other ones out for Piper and Paige. They looked at each other before joining the circle. Mel took a deep breath, this was the first physical contact she'd had with her mother, with Piper actually knowing who she was to Mel, in eight years. She felt Chris squeeze her hand and smiled at him, always so attentive that broher of hers. "Ready?"

She got a responce of "Yes's," all round.

"Alright, close your eyes and clear your minds," she said taking charge. "Keep focused they're comming."

Their minds once again exploded with ribbon of colour. Mel was faced with the same prediciment she was in before. She couldn't find the ribbon she was searching for, and everytime she did see it, it would get tangled up in the mass of light that surrounded her.

"How's it comming Mel?" Asked Chris after five minuets.

"Not good. I can't see it, it moves too quickly."

"Better hurry, I don't know if I can keep this for long."

She squeezed his hand in responce. "Found it. Now I just have to catch it. Deflect the ones that we don't need Chris, our is the deep red one."

"I'll try." She could hear the srain in his voice.

She nearly had it, it was almost within her grasp when Wyatt's crys could be heard through the baby monitor. They were once again drawn into an unwanted preminiton:

Chris was throwing his body against the door to Pipers room, he could hear Wyatt laugh from inside, and he could hear his sister scream. Screaming for help and mercy. Wyatt made sure she wouldn't get either. He doubled his efforts to get into the room when she had stopped. The thought of why she must of stopped scaring him more than anything. He knew she wasn't dead, no, she couldn't be dead, he would know if she was. He would feel it. He wouldn't be whole anymore, figurativly speaking.

He backed up as far as he could and ran the distance between the wall and the door, throwing himself against it with all his strength. This time the door flew open. He fell to the ground. He lifted his head up just in time to see Wyatt orb away with a satisfied smirk.

Chris looked around the room in search of Mel. She was on the bed, the sheet wrapped tightly aroundher naked form. He stood slowly and walked over to the bed. He sat down hesitantly, not wanting to scare her. It was like she hadn't even noticed him. She just stared blankly ahead of her, tears rolling down her cheaks.

He took the opertunity to properly take in her appearance. She sat with her legs pulled up to her cheast. Her skin was marred with red blotches that he was certain would turn into bruises. Shehad cuts. She alsohad blood running down her chin from a series of cuts, that looked to be made by teeth, on her lip. He couldn't bare to look anymore. He let out a long sigh. This got Mel's attention, she looked at him out of the corner of her eye, but didn't speak.

"I'm sorry Mel. I-"

"It wasn't your fault." Her voice sounded raw and broken. Probably from all the screaming, Chris thought to himself.

"I should have stopped him, I should have tried harder-"

"It wasn't your fault Chris." She said still looking at the wall.

"I promised mom I'dtake care of you."

"We promised mom we'd look after each other, look at me in the eye and tell me you didn't try your hardest to stop him." She said turning her head towards him.

Chris looked her in the eye, but didn't say anything, he could never lie to her face.

She turned away again, "It wasn't your fault Chris." Her tone held no more room for argument.

Then it dawned on him. She was comforting him. She was comforting him. This wasn't right. This whole situation wasn't right,and she knew that even better than he did and he was letting her comfort him? No. Not anymore. He had to be strong for her. He put his legs up on the bed and sat next to her. She looked at him with a tear filled gaze and he pulled her to him. She burried her face in his shoulder and sobbed while he stroked her hair. "It's okay. It's okay." He soothed.

"How is it okay Chris. Our brother is evil. None of this is okay, and its not going to be okay until we stop him." She lifted her head to look him in the eye.

"What?" Chris asked in disbelief, "How are we going to stop 'The Twice Blessed Child'?" He asked using his first two fingers to made air quotes.

"I don't know. But we have to. He may be twice blessed chris but we hardly powerless, we can't let him hurt innocent people!"

"How? Nobody believes he's evil! Mom didn't believe he was evil, and look at her now, he killed her. How are we supposed to get people to listen to us, they think we just jelious of him."

"No they won't, not anymore they won't. We'll show Phoebe how mom died. I think I can transfer memories to her. It'll be just like she's getting a preminition. We'll start a resistance, we're going to need one soon enough anyway."

"What if they don't believe us?"

"Then we'll do it alone."

Chris ran a hand through his hair and puffed, "Why couldn't they just believe us! Now we have the weight of the world on our shoulders! It's not fair!"

"No, but nothing ever is." She looked down. "I don't want to stay here Chris. This doesn't feel like mom's room anymore, it, it just feels dirty now."

"Don't worry, we're not staying here, we're going to grampa's. I'll pack while you take a shower." He said reaching underneath Piper's bed and retrieving an atheme, he sliced his palm and handed Mel the knife.

She looked at him gratefully and cut her own palm. They joind them together and were engulfed in the healing golden glow.

Mel came out of the preminiton with a gasp and stood quickly. She ran a hand through her choclate brown hair that matched her brothers and mothers perfectly. She turned to Chris who was also getting to his feet and raised an eyebrow.

"I'm sor- the-the baby monitor- and I lost concentration- and" he stammered.

"It's okay." Said Mel, silencing him. "Maybe-maybe,we've had enough for today." She said refusing to look anywhere but at Chris.

"Yeah, yeah I think we have." He agreed.

"Lets go." She said orbing away.

He followed her with a glance over his shouder. The sisters were looking at him, all still sitting in the same position.

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