Yes, I was moved to finish this story, crazy I know. So I'm wicked sorry that I lost all feel for this story so…here you go.

Disclaimer: I do not own Charmed.


Chapter 9

Forever Magical

With Annie dead the next few years were pretty tough. Kat permanently moved in with the family and Leo and Piper adopted Kat. This put a bit of awkwardness on her relationship with Christ, but it turned out alright. They had a lot of emotional struggles to get through.

Now as the two were twenty and in college they began demon fighting with help from Wyatt and Melinda, although Piper was against the idea of her not yet of age daughter fighting demons. So Mel's help was mostly secret.

One day Kat and Chris were in the attic, studying the magic book. Christ was looking through it while Kat was roaming around the attic, looking for anything that had more magical information.

She tripped over something and ended up knocking everything over from a shelf. Including a small chest marked KD.

"Kat are you alright?" asked Chris walking over to her. She stood up instantly and dusted herself off.

"Relax, I'm fine. Don't be so neurotic." she replied. "I am fully capable of taking care of myself."

Chris stopped, seeing the chest. "Kat, you didn't tell me you had a chest up here."

"Uh, that's because I don't."

"K.D." insisted Chris. "That can only stand for one person."

Kat walked over and picked the chest up. It was brown and seemed to glow at Kat's touch. "Its locked." said Chris, but as Kat traced her finger over the letters it popped open.

"Someone must have put a spell on it so only I could open it." said Kat.

There wasn't a lot inside it. There was a letter, a pair of bracelets and some sort of card.

The two walked over and placed the chest on the table. Kat pulled out the letter first.

Dear Me

I know this is weird, but I'm you…as in Kat. Hopefully you're seventeen when you read this. If not that's okay too. Hopefully Chris is with you.

Now listen carefully the bracelets will protect you from an evil you may have to fight. The card has a spell written on it, in case you want to see for yourselves what I mean. As for what I mean. I give you…or my self permission to read my diary. The diary I kept since I was fourteen up until we vanquished Gideon.

The spell on the card is if you have any issues with getting the truth from Piper and Leo, Phoebe, or Paige. And knowing them as we do, you should expect problems. Chris and I made this spell specifically for the two of us. So it will take both your magic to make it work.

You will need red carnations and six white candles for this one. The candles must be placed in a circle while the carnations in a pentagram

The truth is overwhelming so don't keep anything bottled up like I know you do…I'm you remember.

~ Kat

The two starred at the letter for a moment before Chris picked up the bracelets. They were simple silver bands with a bit of crystal in them, the kind witches use. They put them on and Kat placed the card in the back pocket of her jeans.

"This is so….odd…"

"It's like those papers we found when we were little." said Chris and Kat nodded. "Let's go talk to Mom."

"Isn't she at the restaurant?" asked Kat

Chris nodded. "We could orb into the janitors closet."

"You just want an excuse to be in a confined space with me!" said Kat and the two orbed out.

Piper's restaurant was a beautiful exposition of her own experiences and her love. It was romantic and sweet and the smell of lilac and roses seemed to amplify your senses when you entered.

She was in the kitchen making one of her favorite dishes when Kat and Christ arrived.

"Mom." called Chris. She turned and saw the look on both their faces. The look of confusion and fright.

She turned to one of the chefs. "Pat, take over for me, please." The man named Pat nodded as Piper took Chris and Kat to her office. "What's the matter?"

"Why am I writing a letter to my self? What does it all mean anyway?" asked Kat.

"You found the chest, right?" Kat nodded her anger spiking. "I wanted to wait until you were ready. Your future self couldn't force everything she went through on you until then."

"What the hell…" Chris began and Piper glared at him.

"You should just forget about the whole thing and just focus on your potion making." said Piper nonchalantly. Kat and Chris had other ideas.

They orbed back to the attic, and ignored Piper's instructions and the potions and sat down to read the first entry in the diary.

Dear Diary,

Chris gave you to me months ago and only now I have something to write about. Today was the worst day in history of my life and coming from me that says a lot. Today was Chris's fourteenth birthday.

Birthdays are usually fun and happy, not this one. First as usual Leo sent another useless card saying "Sorry, can't come down, happy birthday. I'll see you on Wyatt's birthday, love Dad." Yeah, he said that. Then to top it all off a demon attacked and killed Piper. Wyatt and Melinda are already at Phoebe's. Annie insisted that Chris stay with us, at least for a little while.

Piper dying was bad enough. What happened was that after the demon attacked her Wyatt went missing and Leo couldn't show up even after Chris yelled and screamed and told him Piper was hurt. By the time his royal elderness came down it was too late. And you want to know who he blamed? Why Chris of course because he wasn't as powerful as the twice blessed first born Halliwell, Wyatt Mathew.

Annie doesn't think it's the end. She senses a great evil is coming and I don't know if I can handle anything worse than this.

Kat

Both Kat and Chris had looks of horror on their faces. "This sounds vaguely familiar. I….its as if….I can see the actual attack happen."

"I know what you mean. It's all so weird…I wonder where Wyatt disappeared too."

She flipped through a couple of entries before finding one when they are twenty-three.

Dear Diary,

With everyone dead and Wyatt still the master of all evil. Now this Phoenix shows up and wants to join the resistance. I mean who does she thinks she is, to just show up like that? And Chris is all over her. She's been with us about a month now and I hate her a little more each day.

Henry Jr is our inside guy now. Wyatt maybe the twice blessed master of evil, but he is so easy to fool. So now Henry is selling us Wyatt's secrets.

Chris also came up with a bold-ass plan. He wants to go back in time to save Wyatt. Only thing we managed to find out was that someone turned Wyatt evil sometime before we were born and this Phoenix chick is all over him/it.

I don't trust her, I hate her. Mel just smiled and shakes her head.

"Evil? Wyatt?" managed Chris. "That's not possible."

Meanwhile Piper sat in her office at her restaurant reading over a letter twenty years old. The last line was all she glanced at.

As soon as she opens the chest, the memories will come flooding in.

Piper sighed. All hell was about to break loose. She grabbed the phone and dialed Phoebe and three-way-ed with Paige.

"They found the chest." said Piper.

"Now…but they're not ready." insisted Paige.

"Ha, you think I don't know that. They weren't ready at seventeen and their not ready now."

"How do we know?" asked Phoebe. "Maybe they are ready. We can't just ask them to ignore something like this and knowing them we couldn't kept them away from it if we tried."

"What should we do, then?" asked Paige. "They'll come with questions."

"I say we let them figure this out on their own. Let them see if they are ready or not." said Phoebe.

Piper wanted to argue, but Phoebe had a point. This wasn't the kind of thing they could help with. Piper just hoped that they were ready for what was coming.

Chris and Kat flipped and read a few other entries until they found an even weirder one. The other Kat talked about figuring Wyatt and Chris going to the future, Bianca's betrayal and death and more.

They couldn't believe any of it. It all felt so bazaar, of course they lived on bazaar and weird. But this broke the scale of weird.

"What kind of spell is it?" asked Chris as Kat skimmed through the book to find a similar spell.

"It's like we'll be calling ourselves." replied Kat. "I'll go and get the carnations, can you get the candles?" Chris nodded and Kat orbed away, coming back with a bunch of carnations soon after.

They placed the candles in a circle and the carnations in a pentagram as ordered. "Are we sure we want to do this?"

"Do we really have a choice? Mom said to ignore it as your other self predicted. We need this."

"I…I just don't know….why don't we sleep on it and then we'll see, okay." Kat wasn't sure she wanted to know all of this, nor did she think it was relevant to their lives now.

Chris agreed to wait until tomorrow.

That night Chris and Kat shared a similar dream, that unlike any they had ever had before. It was filled with the deaths of their loved ones and they saw Wyatt, evil with long hair and beard, with his sword. They saw Piper dying infront of their eyes.

The scene would shift and show little Henry being found out and killed. They saw the deaths of Phoebe's daughters…the bloodshed would never end.

Both jumped upright at the exact same time and dashed to the attic.

"Nightmare?" asked Kat and Chris nodded. "Me too."

"We should do the spell." said Chris. "I know your skeptical, but..." Kat just nodded.

Kat went to get her pants and came back with the spell. They placed the candles in a circle and Chris lit each one as Kat positioned the carnations accordingly. They sat together hand in hand and chanted the spell.

We call upon our souls,

To fill in all the holes

We seek the life we had

To help us understand

For the future we will have

And to keep us from the grave

Bright blue lights flickered all around and all but two candles blew out. They starred in shock as they watched themselves appear in the forms, not as ghosts, but as the entities of their inner selves. (A/n confusing I know)


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