Disclaimer : Still don't own Charmed, well dang. I was hoping after I blew out a candle at my friend's Birthday and made a wish I would, but apparently not. Well shucks, who knew? Any who, I don't own Charmed, but the plot is mine, the other Characters are mine, and if you steal any of it I will hurt you, and if you run, I will send my personal hell hounds after you to hunt you down, along with an assassin or two! Please enjoy the story.

Author's note : Please review after you read this, I'm not asking for a million or anything, just a few. That's all the author needs, one little review and I'm happy. I started this one when I was half way through the last episode, "There's No Place Like Home," and if you don't read the other stories first, this one wont make sense. *Frowns* or at least it wouldn't to me, and that doesn't take a lot; while I'm not stupid, I can sometimes be slow when it comes to some explanations.

Any input that you have for this story, I will try to include. Like if you want a certain person to come back, request for an episode, or a certain event to happen, I will work it in if I can.

1x03 : No Rest For the Witches.

Summary : What is happening to Chris? He remembers random clips; his mother dying in his arms, Wyatt turning evil, and some mystery girl he can't remember meeting. Will he be able to get it together in time now that the Source has a new game? A deadly game - a game that could end a friend's life.


Final Chapter : Can't Escape Death

Several showers of orbs and one shower of shimmers appeared in the cavern and they all quickly surveyed the area for what Emily had seen to freak her out so much. "Where is she?" Emily demanded, taking off up the dimly lit cavern like the devil himself was chasing her, she didn't know where she was running, but she knew this was the right place. This was the place from her vision, she had to be here somewhere. "Kelsey," she whispered as she got so far up the cavern, running as fast as she could. She knew she was tired, and she could feel her body fighting with her, telling her to slow down a take a deep breath, but she couldn't. Not until she found her. "Kelsey!" She screamed, seeing a heap on the floor in front of her.

Kelsey dimly heard her friend's frantic calls for her, then the surprised scream and the sound of someone running on the ground near her. At least her friends were safe, she had to tell Emily the truth. The Source had never meant to harm Chris, that hadn't been his intention. It had been his intention to hurt them all in one go, the loss of someone the loved - not family, but someone that would risk anything, even their life for the Warren family. Chris had only been a distraction, something to fill all their minds with worry for Chris, causing all their future to be concentrated on him; all so that Emily's powers wouldn't pick up on what his real intention was - killing her.

She knew this was her end, even when she could faintly feel someone pulling her into their lap, and she could tell by the faint smell of vanilla that filled her hazy senses that it was Emily. Dear, sweet Emily. Her friend that she would never tease about substituting men for Wyatt Halliwell - something Emily was still unaware of. She would never get to put her plan into place, the one where she would set Wyatt and Emily up on a blind date, giving them the push they desperately needed. This was her end, something that Kelsey had accepted when she had been used as target practice for the demons and the Source. The pain and injuries from fire and energy balls was nothing new to her, after all she was a witch. But despite the pain, she wanted to say goodbye.

She wanted nothing more that to open her heavy eyelids and look up at Emily, to tell her and the others that this wasn't their fault. This was her destiny, it had all been explained to her. She knew that it was her fate to die, to give them all the drive they needed to defeat the Source and to put the prophecy into play. Otherwise, the results would be dire. Hell on earth - meaning true evil unleashed on earther. And that couldn't come true, but she knew a important detail. Kelsey now knew the Source's true identity, which immediately explained his grudge against the family. It wasn't because they had vanquished him, nor was it something petty like he wanted total dominance over the world - well, not entirely. It truly was personal, and Kelsey needed to tell them, tell them his plans for them. The ones that he had shared with her the moment he knew she wasn't leaving the cave alive.

And the prophecy, they needed to know the true meaning of it. Whether they had it now or not, they needed to know it existed. The Elders wouldn't tell them, they would force them to learn it all on their own, that was the way they were. The Elders would force them to learn it all on their own, giving the Source the opportunity to barge into their lives and make it do a complete one-eighty, and then tear them apart from the inside out using knowledge that he shouldn't possess, but knowledge he did. The Source had given Chris the potion to give him the memories, to cloud his judgement on his family, which only showed the great lengths the Source was willing to go to, all to achieve his goal. Filling the minds of the entire family and close friends with false fears while he moved in and made himself at home in their midst.

Hearing Emily scream out to Wyatt and the others, Kelsey opened her blurry eyes and focussed on her friend. She had always imagined she would be taking pictures on Emily's wedding day, not watching it from above, wishing that she could be there. Because Kelsey knew she wouldn't be there, with the others around it wouldn't take Emily that long to learn the truth and then marry and build a family with the man she loved, and Kelsey was well aware of the truth. She wouldn't be able to come down - it had taken the Elders until Chris was four to let his Aunt Prue to come down - a total of almost seven years. And it wouldn't take Emily that long to settle down, meaning she wouldn't have the luxury to witness it from earth, only watching it from the afterlife.

Seeing Emily's face, worry and pain etched into her features as she continued to call out to their friends, Kelsey tried to open her mouth. They had to all know the truth. They had to know who the Source was, otherwise he would tear them apart. Only the knowledge of who - not what - he was would save them from him. Knowing who he was would give them all the knowledge they needed to save him, and if not save - stop him. There was a chance, there a bit of humanity left in the Source, but if they couldn't save him, they would have to stop him. No matter how painful it would be after learning who he was.

"The Source…" she spoke to Emily, seeing the confusion and then anger settle on Emily's face, Kelsey knew that she had to finish her sentence, otherwise Emily and the others would go after the Source with a vengeance. Thinking he had been the one to kill her - and though he had been, there was so much more to the story than that. "He isn't…" but no matter how she struggled, Kelsey couldn't get those remaining words out, she couldn't get out 'who you think.' Seeing the twinkling blue lights of Chris, Henry Jr, and Wyatt's orbs appear, Kelsey tried to hold on, but her brown eyes clouded over and then drifted shut. They wouldn't know the truth, because she knew, there was no escaping death. Death was never cruel, but it was good at it's job. And though it was not unheard of for people to cheat it, it always came back for them. And Kelsey Vincent was not one of the one's meant to cheat it.

Emily's head was spinning and nothing was making sense, Kelsey had been trying to tell her something about the Source, something that Emily knew had to be important. Especially if Kelsey had tried to get it out with her dying breath, and that was when she went back to reality as she looked up at Wyatt who had appeared next to her. "Heal her!" She demanded, not caring if she was sounding harsh. She could apologize later, this was all her fault. Holding Kelsey tightly in her arms as both Henry and Wyatt combined placed their hands over Kelsey's body, Emily had to get her apology out. "I'm so sorry," she mumbled, "it slipped through," she admitted, furious with herself that she had let her mind become so one tracked on saving Chris that she had allowed her friend being kidnapped and murdered slip through her fingers. "I didn't know," she whimpered, "if I had saw it, I would have stopped it!" She mumbled to her friend, "why isn't she healing!?" She snapped at her friends when she saw that Kelsey's wounds weren't healing.

Cringing at the sound of his friend's pleas to save their friend, Henry Jr held his hands over Kelsey, beads of sweat appearing on his face as he pushed himself to the extreme to heal Kelsey, so much that he barely noticed that Chris had added his hands to the pile. Because despite not being able to heal on his own, Chris still had the genes. He was part Elder, but their were things that even the Elders couldn't fix. "You shouldn't be helping Chris," He pointed out over the telepathic link, "You're still weak from the potion," Henry Jr pointed out, but his older cousin Chris only shook his head and stared intently at Kelsey, ignoring the fatigue he felt, not to mention the emotional strain he felt as a result of learning the truth; the truth of what had happened on the day of his birth and what his brother would have become if it hadn't been for his mission to the past.

Taking a deep breath, Wyatt frowned when the healing glow wouldn't come. Even after minutes of trying, the golden glow wouldn't emit from his hands because there was some things that he - the Twice Blessed - couldn't fix, no matter how much he wanted to. Like Emily had told him, he wasn't Superman, he couldn't save everyone. And no matter how much he hated to admit it, Kelsey was gone and death was something he couldn't fix. It wasn't in his power to stop death, and all of them combined wouldn't be able to rectify this. "She's gone," he said, so low that it was barely audible.

Seeing them stop, Emily shook her head in denial as she pulled Kelsey's limp form closer to her. She knew what their stopping meant, Kelsey was gone. But her heart wouldn't allow her to accept that, "Kelsey," she whimpered, hot tears streaming down her face, just like everyone else in the room. But they were giving up, they couldn't give up! "Heal her!" Emily shouted, shrugging as Caleb and Prue went to place comforting hands on her back. "Heal her," she hiccupped.

"We can't heal the dead," Chris said sadly, glancing up, frowning when he saw Clarence standing to the side, Kelsey standing beside him, her small hand placed in Clarence's large one, and Chris shook his head remembering Clarence's words. 'You have your life to live and I have a few people to pick up along the way before I can get some rest myself.' Clarence had known that Kelsey as dying, and he hadn't told him. He had not only come to help Chris through the transition, he had come for Kelsey, and he had gotten her. Meeting Clarence's eyes, he saw the regret in his eyes before he bowed his head and he and Kelsey disappeared so he could bring Kelsey to the afterlife.

"NO!" Emily screamed, pressing her tear-streaked cheek to Kelsey's head. "No, try again!" She shook her head, "Kelsey," she whimpered, "please no, not like this. You can't do this to me!" She sobbed, rocking the corpse of her friend in her hands, still close to her chest, unable to accept the truth. "You can't leave me," she stated - and she meant it. Emily was more quiet than her friends - it was always Wyatt, Caleb and Kelsey that had dragged her out of her apartment. Teasing her she would become a hermit crab if they didn't - but Kelsey was a fellow woman. There were things that Emily confided to Kelsey and even Prue that she would never dream of telling Caleb or Wyatt - any guy. There were some things that were just mean to be left between women.

"Emily, Em!" Prue said, trying to get her friend's attention, rubbing soft circles on her back, barely aware of the scratchy tone of her voice and the tears pooling and running down her cheeks faster than they were being produced. "You have to let her go," she said, reaching down and grabbing Emily's hand and prying them from Kelsey. Having Emily's hands free, Prue was unprepared for the sudden burst of telekinesis that hit her in the face, causing it to sting. "Em," she said, rubbing her cheek as she watched her friend hold their friend again. "You got to let her go!"

Emily was only half-listening to her friend as she clung to her friend. She knew on some level that Prue was right, but she didn't want to experience that pain. She couldn't, "I can't, Prue," she whispered, her voice hoarse. "I can't let her go." She said. She had already lost to much pain in her life. She hadn't always been such a quiet person, there had been a time she loved nothing more than to make friends and be out and about - but that was as a child. She had never truly gotten over her father leaving - even though she had seen it before hand and had time to prepare herself. Because of that defining moment, it had made Emily more wary of who she gave her heart out to - even if it was a fraction. Personal connections were an opening for pain and heartbreak. And heartbreak was something she could not handle right now.

"I know sweetie, but you have to," Henry Jr said, watching as Emily loosened her hold on the body and then began rocking herself back and forth, barely registering how Caleb was wrapping his arms around her shaking frame. All that he knew was that this couldn't be happening. He had always thought that mass demon vanquishes were fun - before the Source had come around there had been times they had all came down to the Underworld and would compete. Ten points for every demon you vanquished - twenty points if you got a double whammy. Two demons in one attempt. But now, now Henry was faced with the harsh reality. This was war, and in every war there were casualities.

Holding Emily in his arms, Caleb gripped her tight - numb to the warm tears that were soaking his shirt as he held her. The Source would pay for this, he didn't care how long it took, what had to be done, or the consequences. They would get him back. "We'll get him for this," Caleb promised, whispering to Emily who slowly nodded against his chest. Oh, the Source would pay. He thought he would win because he had a personal grudge against them? Well, he had just made this personal. He had taken Kelsey away, and he would pay. He would pay with his life. They would all see to it. And it wouldn't be painless, no matter how he would beg for it, they would cause him as much pain as possible. And even that would only be a fraction of the pain they now felt in their hearts.

-Fin-

Special Appearances By:

Piper Halliwell ... Holly Marie Combs
Leo Wyatt ... Brian Krause
Paige Matthews ... Rose McGowan
Odin … John de Lancie
Clarence … Lou Beatty Jr
Jack Matthews Turner … Jensen Ackles
The Source/Damien ... Misha Collins

-Watch Out For The Next Episode : 1x04 : Any Witch Way They Can-

Author's Note: There you go, there's the end of this story. And people say it is to early to kill someone - and a part of me agrees - but this is not the last we'll hear of Kelsey. It may be the next season, but she will be back - there is a plot twist to this. I promise, I killed her for a reason - it will be expained in the next story. And the whole to early - when is there a right time to kill someone? And the only example I can think of is Supernatural. They killed Sam's girlfriend in the end of the first episode, and while she wasn't a main character - she played an important role. Just like Kelsey has and will, she will reappear - most likely when you least expect it. And Jack will be back again, and so will Cole. He will be in an episode as a main character (don't know when) but I thought I would show this to let you see he was still around. Yes, I know I'm so mean, killing Kelsey like that - and I know it's early. But I had to, well I didn't have too, but I … I'm sorry? Any way, if you want to see the others go after the Source, please stay tuned for the next story. Can't wait to here from you again! Once again, I'm sorry. Please review