OMG! Another chapter, that's kind of scary O.o So yeah, Just for the record i'm not meaning to offend anyone in this chapter, I understand that some things might not be realisict and all that jazz, and i'm sorry. It's not my intention to offend anyone.

Anyway, I might not write for a bit, not too long i hope. I've got Wind Ensemble auditions and i'll kinda be busy, with school and all that. Blah, it's only the begining of the second semester _ so wish me luck with my Audition, hopefully i wont suck that bad.

Disclaimer: I don't own Charmed, Nor Wyatt or Chris. I do Own Evey, Morgan, and Lucy, along with the plot. Please don't steal, i didn't steal from anyone else.

Chapter 10; Pain Redefined

"Morgan, what happened?" Lucy asked upon seeing Morgan trying to hold a sleeping Evey up with her own weight. Lucy ran over to Morgan and helped get her to the couch, setting her down gently.

"I don't know, she just passed out, and when I touched her shoulder I saw a demon," she told her. Lucy sighed and ran a hand through her long brown hair.

"Wyatt is at class, I can't just pull him out of it," Lucy told her.

"Well who else are we going to call?" Morgan asked.

"Just call Kyle,"

"NO!" Morgan shouted. Lucy jumped a bit but looked confused.

"Okay, why not?" she asked. Morgan shifted her weight slightly and shrugged.

"Um, well, we're not um, really talking," she told her.

"Why?" Lucy asked. Morgan bit her lip.

"Well, having sex complicates things," Morgan replied. Lucy's eyes went wide.

"You-"

"Yes, yes, yes, I slept with Kyle, now can we focus on Evey," she asked. Lucy sighed and nodded, looking at her friend who was now shivering. She quickly grabbed a blanket and draped it over her.

"Well who do we call?" Lucy asked. Morgan bit her lip.

"Chris?" she asked. Lucy shook her head vigorously.

"No, no that would be a bad idea," Morgan gave a frustrated huff.

"We have no one else to call,"

"Yeah, but not only would Evey be pissed, but Chris would not be too happy either, seeing as he's trying to work things out with Bianca," Morgan rolled her eyes.

"You mean Bianca is making him work things out with her," Lucy shrugged.

"Depends on who you talk to," Morgan sighed.

"Well I don't know who to call," Lucy sighed and paced the floor a bit.

"I don't know, you think we can wait for Wyatt to get out of class?" The words left her mouth, and Evey let out a ear piercing scream. Morgan rushed over.

"Evey, Evey can you hear me?" She asked. Evey's screams finally quieted and she fell into another deep sleep. Morgan looked at her sisters side and saw a wet red line start soaking through her shirt. She lifted it and saw that she now had a deep gash in her side, in the exact place where an old scar was.

"What' wrong?" Lucy asked. Morgan noticed than there was more blood on the couch coming from her back. She quickly turned and saw that she had more cuts on her back. She sighed and looked at Lucy.

"This demon is opening her old wounds, literally, and the way it's progressing it's only a mater of time before he hit's the gash on her back," Lucy wasted no time yelling.

"CHRIS!"

She pumped her legs as fast as she could, ignoring the pain growing in her side. The rain poured down, making her long hair stick to her face. She tripped over a stuck up crack in the concrete, and fell, skinning her knees and elbows. She quickly ignored the pain and tried to stand up, but fell back down when an excruciating pain went through her lower leg. She was able to catch a glimpse of her leg, seeing that there was a dagger embedded in the lower leg. She turned around on her back and pulled the knife out, giving a scream in the process.

"Can't handle the pain?" someone asked. She tried to stand up but only ended up falling to the ground.

"Fuck," she hissed, trying to crawl away. The man laughed and walked up to her, pulling her up by her arms and pushing her up against the wall.

"Don't bother running anymore, you know I will just catch you," Evey sighed and glared at him.

"I'll fight you back," he smirked.

"Not without your powers you can't," he sneered, taking out another knife and placing it against her neck.

"I will, fight you back," she told him. He smirked and put a bit more pressure on her neck, causing a small bit of blood to starting to form.

"Let's see how strong you are," he lowered his knife and stuck it in her side. She let out a scream and used her powers to push him away, causing the man to fall down shocked. She quickly dug it out of her side and breathed a sigh of relief. He glared at her and stood up, puling another dagger out.

"How the hell did you get your powers back, I stuck a power cancelling amulet in your side, that should have crippled your powers for life," she quickly used her powers to throw his knife away, keeping the one in her hand clamped tightly.

"I don't know, and don't care, just stay away from me," she told him. He laughed and took out another dagger, coated with a dark green enzyme. She backed up.

"This should destroy your powers for good," he told her. He charged at her and she threw the knife foreword, watching as it embedded in his chest. He gave a small grunt and fell to the ground with a loud thud. She was frozen for a minute, watching as the mans life slowly slipped to darkness. She gave a small sigh and slid down the wall. Closing her eyes and falling into a deep slumber.

"What happened?" Chris asked. Paige silently sat trying to heal Evey's wounds.

"I don't know, that's why we called you," Morgan said.

"We were going to wait for Wyatt, but she started bleeding," Lucy told him.

"She's not healing," Paige told them.

"What?" Chris asked.

"She's not healing, every time it closes up it reopens," she told them.

"Well make them stop, or else my sister is going to bleed to death, and she is only bleeding from a small amount of her scars, if they all start bleeding then she is screwed," Morgan told her. Paige gave her a sympathetic look.

"I'm sorry, I can't heal them," she told her. Morgan sighed heavily and began pacing the room.

"Is this the demon?" Phoebe asked. Morgan walked over and looked at him. Nodding her head.

"Yeah, it is," she told her.

"Who is it?"

"Vestus, A demon that prays on one through their dreams,"

"Sounds like Freddy cougar," Lucy mumbled.

"He puts his victims to sleep and then brings up old bad memories and prays on them there. Bringing up the worst memory last and killing them there," Phoebe finished. Morgan eyes went wide and looked at Lucy, who paled.

"How do we defeat him?" Lucy asked.

"You don't Evey has too, the demon can only be expelled by the victim, once he is out of her subconscious we can vanquish him," Lucy sighed.

"Well if Evey doesn't know she's being attacked by a demon how can she fight him?" She asked. Paige thought for a minute before answering.

"If you can somehow get inside her head maybe you can help her. Phoebe, you think you can do it?" Phoebe scoffed.

"Paige, I know I'm good, but I'm not that good. I'm a empath, not a telepath," a light in Morgan's head went off.

"I can, well sort of," she told them.

"How?" Chris asked.

"Well, I'm a bit of a telepath, not a strong one but I can read basic thoughts. Except with Evey, call it a sister connection but I can see straight into her mind,"

"Well see into it," she sighed.

"But that's all I could do, see, not help, I could tell us what's going on but there would be no way to help her," she said somberly.

"Well what can you do?" Chris asked frustrated.

"Chris, calm down," Paige told him. Lucy thought for a minute before speaking.

"Mind connect her," Lucy told her.

"Mind connect?" Phoebe asked.

"I can put someone else inside of Evey's mind," Chris looked confused.

"How does that work?" Chris asked.

"Think of it this way, inside of Evey's mind is a mini her, and inside your head is your own mini you. By connecting minds I open a door and you both your mini me's throw a little party inside her head. Then you would be experiencing Evey's dreams with her," Morgan told him. Chris paused then nodded.

"Alright, do it," he told her. Morgan nodded and looked to Lucy.

"Are you ready?" she asked.

"No, I meant me," Chris told her. Morgan looked surprised.

"I don't know, I think Evey would prefer-"

"I've got more power than Lucy, no offense, but I'm more qualified to take on a demon solo," he told her.

"Chris has a point, besides, they have a pretty deep connection," Phoebe said.

"Phoebe," Paige scolded.

"What? I'm sorry but even if they recognized it or not they have a deep connection, and the fact that they had their son come from the future doesn't hurt," Phoebe stated. Paige rolled her eyes.

"I suppose, I guess it's worth a try," Chris sat down on a chair next to Evey, Morgan stood between them. She sighed and closed her eyes, placing one hand on the side of Chris's head, and the other on Evey's forehead. Chris gasped but was perfectly still as he began to race through Evey's mind.

Chris opened his eyes and looked around. He was on a side walk in a city somewhere, it was dark, and the street wasn't very busy. He looked up and saw City hall, meaning he had to be in Philadelphia. He heard the subtle thuds of footsteps and looked in front of him. A small teenage girl was walking his way, her pale blonde hair pulled back, showing him her face, but her eyes were pointed to the ground. She wore torn jeans and a oversized black sweatshirt, her hood up.

"Evey?" he asked. She stopped and looked up at him, taking in his clean cut appearance. She raised an eyebrow and took a step back.

"Who are you?" she asked, her voice coarse, as if she had a sore throat.

"I'm Chris, Chris Halliwell," she still looked confused.

"I don't know any Chris Halliwell's," she mumbled. He sighed.

"Yes you do, come on Evey," she took a step back.

"Back off," she snapped.

"Yo Keely," someone shouted, breaking into their conversation. Evey froze and her bright blue eyes went wide. A group of guys came out from the shadows, their wardrobe obviously showing that they were part of some sort of gang.

"Who is that?" Chris asked he, stepping closer to her.

"Riley and his gang," Chris sighed.

"You were involved in gangs? Jesus Evey," he whispered.

"Evey, I told you, come alone, no friends," he hissed. Evey seemed to shrink a bit.

"He's not my friend, he just is lost," Riley looked him up and down.

"Yeah, he don't look like he from these parts," Chris glared at him, but said nothing. Riley looked Evey up and down. "You got the money?"

"Yeah, right here," she said, pulling out a wad of cash. She took a step foreword to give it to him but Chris grabbed her arm.

"Evey, what do you think your doing?" he asked.

"She's paying for her and her sister's protection," Riley snapped. Chris scoffed.

"You and Morgan don't need protection," he snapped.

"It's not Morgan I'm protecting, I need to protect Belle," she told him.

"Belle?" Chris asked.

"Annabelle, how is my last little victim doing?" a man on Riley's right asked. Evey glared at him and clenched her fists in rage.

"Pregnant now, thanks to you," Chris cringed at the thought. The man laughed.

"I'll be back over to take care of that," he told her. Evey stepped foreword, surpassing Chris's strength.

"I'm paying you to stay away from her!" she snapped. Riley smirked.

"Very well, we'll take what you have and that keeps your sister safe," he told her. She handed him the money.

"Fine," she replied. She went to walk away but Riley pulled her back.

"Not so fast," she began to struggle.

"Leave me alone," she snapped.

"I said your sister was safe, you, however, are free range," the rest of the gang chuckled and began to circle in on her. She began to scream and Chris charged toward her but ran right through, as if he were a ghost.

"What the?" he stopped when he heard laughing and saw the demon standing not to far off. Chris glared.

"You can't interfere with a life altering memory, sure you can mess around with it, but it will eventually end the way it is supposed to," Chris went tot use his powers to throw him away, but he disappeared as the memory changed. Chris now stood in front of a old worn down house. He heard a crash inside and walked through the door. Evey stood at the foot of the stairs, glaring at a man who had his fists clenched.

"You bitch, I told you that you had to be home by five,"

"It is five," she snapped.

"No, it's five-o-two, which means your late," she scoffed.

"Fine, I'm late, but did you have to break the damn vase?" Evey asked. The man reached out and grabbed her by her long hair.

"I will show you some manners," he snapped. He tripped her, causing her to fall on her back. Chris went to move foreword but something slammed into him, causing him to be pinned up by the door. The demon looked up and smirked.

"Let's watch, this is my favorite part," he told him. He heard a scream and looked over. Evey was screaming as she was being dragged up the stairs, blood coming from her back. Chris tried to struggle but knew he couldn't help her. He saw pieces of glass lying on the ground and used his powers to come flying at the demon, causing him to cry in pain and let Chris go. Chris ran up the stairs and looked at Evey, who was on her side. He cringed as he saw that while she was being dragged up the stairs one shard was stuck in her back and made it's way down her back. Chris sighed and looked to his left, seeing a knife not to far away. Chris saw the man go for him but took it before he could and threw it at the demon. The demon paused but then blew up, causing the area to fade and then it was all black.

"Excuse me?" he heard someone ask. He turned around and saw a small little girl looking up at him, her pale blue eyes meeting his forest green.

"Yes?" he asked. She wore a pair of new jeans with a butterfly design on them, with a pink top. Her hair was in a French braid, and he noticed she looked a lot like Evey.

"Have you seen my teddy?" she asked. He shook his head.

"No, I haven't," she sighed.

"Darn," she muttered. Chris kneeled down to her level, taking a hold of her hand.

"Evey?" he asked. She smiled.

"Yes," she replied smiling a toothy smile.

"Do you know who I am?" he asked the small girl. There was a pause, then a different voice spoke.

"I know who you are," Chris stood up and turned around, looking at the new voice. He was relieved to find that it was a modern day looking Evey. She walked up to him, meeting his eyes for a minute before looking down at the young girl.

"Is it time for me to go play?" she asked. The older Evey nodded, causing the younger girl to disappear. She then turned her attention to Chris.

"Evey?" he asked. She nodded.

"Chris," she replied. He pulled her into a hug, ignoring her slight flinch.

"Are you okay?" he asked, pulling away.

"I'm fine, thank you for saving me, again," Chris smiled and hugged her again. Evey pulled away and took a few steps away.

"Evey, what are you-"

"I can't Chris," she said.

"Evey," He took a step toward her.

"You need to get out of here, I'm going to wake up soon," Chris paused.

"I still want to be friends," he told her. She bit her lip and looked at him.

"I can try, just not anything more than that," she told him.

"Fair enough," he replied somberly. She sighed.

"You need to go," she said.

"See you on the other side," she nodded and he disappeared.

Air filled Evey's lungs and she shot up in a sitting position. She soon was tackled back down by someone hugging her tightly.

"Thank god your okay, I was so worried about you, don't ever do that again," she heard someone say. They pulled away and she saw it was Lucy. Evey gave a sheepish smile in reply.

"I'm sorry," she replied. She felt someone else come up and hug her from behind, she looked around and smiled at her sister.

"There you are, how you feeling?" she asked, wrapping her arms around her protectively. Evey took a moment to ponder the thought.

"I'm fine, I guess," she replied.

"That's good, we were all worried about you," Phoebe told her. Evey threw her a small smile, and pulled away from her friend and sister.

"Thank you," she said.

"No problem, though piper demands you come over and have some lunch with her, since we did have to steal the book away from her, and stealing Chris away from helping her at P3," Evey frowned.

"Tell her I'm sorry and that I will," she replied. Phoebe and Paige nodded.

"Well, we need to get out of here, we have jobs," Paige said, picking up the book.

"We do?" Phoebe asked. Paige sent her a look, and she sighed. "We do,"

"Thanks for helping us," Morgan told them. They both waved and orbed out, leaving the girls alone with Chris. Evey crossed her arms and shifted her weight.

"Thanks again for helping," he said nothing, just nodded.

"I'm sorry," he mumbled. She looked confused.

"For what?" she asked. His eyes met hers, and she could tell they were sympathetic. She tried not to snap at him, she didn't want his sympathy.

"For what happened to you," she sighed.

"I don't need sympathy Chris," she snapped, walking into her room. Morgan sighed and looked at Chris.

"She doesn't like to talk about it,"

"I can tell," Chris replied. Morgan sighed and laid down on the couch. Lucy looked up at Chris.

"I know this sounds rude Chris, but you don't have to stay, Evey's save now," she told him. He nodded his head.

"Call me if she get's worse," Morgan and Lucy nodded, watching as he orbed away. Lucy turned toward Morgan.

"So, Kyle huh?" Morgan rolled her eyes and tossed a pillow at her.

A month or so later

"Can you hand me the remote?" Evey asked, shoving some popcorn in her mouth. Lucy looked at the coffee table then back at Evey.

"It's right in front of you," she told her, eating some more of her ice cream.

"But I'm to lazy to grab it," Evey told her.

"No, get it yourself," Evey scrunched her nose and turned back to the T.V., watching as another Midol commercial came on. She looked at the remote and used her powers to bring it over her way. She smirked in triumph and changed the channel.

"Much better," she mumbled.

"That's personal gain," Evey rolled her eyes.

"I'm sure I'll live," she muttered. Lucy sighed and ate some more of her ice cream. She paused and looked around the room.

"Where is Morgan?" she asked. Evey raised an eyebrow.

"I don't know, I'm not her baby-sitter," she snapped.

"No I mean, we all get our monthly friend at the same time, why isn't Morgan sulking with us?" Evey shrugged.

"Because she has a life," Evey mumbled. Lucy looked insulted.

"I Have a life," Evey scoffed.

"No, you have a boyfriend, which means you used to have a life," Lucy rolled her eyes and ate some ice cream.

"Well, maybe a boyfriend is exactly what you need, you spend to much time working, you need to desperately get laid," Evey glared at her.

"Fine, can I borrow Wyatt," Lucy chucked some pop corn at her.

"No, you can not borrow Wyatt. Pick one of Morgan's guys, she has two,"

"Yeah, a over working business man, or my white lighter,"

"Or Chris," Lucy suggested.

"Wait, Morgan is sleeping with Chris too?" Evey asked.

"No, but I wouldn't hurt if you slept with him," Lucy told her. Evey rolled her eyes.

"He is still with Bianca, they're working things out," Evey stated.

"I don't see why, things seem pretty weird between them now," Evey sighed.

"I asked him to work things out with her," Evey admitted. Lucy looked confused.

"Why on earth would you do that?" she asked. Evey sighed.

"I can't be with him, he deserves someone who is stable,"

"Your stable," Evey scoffed and shook her head.

"I mean he needs someone who isn't damage goods," she told her. Lucy paused and bit her lip, before sighing and putting her bowl down.

"Evey, Chris isn't like that. He won't care what happened in your past, he will love you for you. I mean if you have a family in the future you two must-"

"I don't want to go out with him just because I'm supposed to. For the love of god Lucy, I hate the fact that my whole future might be planned out for me. If I'm going to go out with Chris it's going to be because I like him, not because I have o go out with him," Evey told Lucy. Lucy sighed and ran a hand through her hair.

"I guess that makes sense, but you liked him before," she reminded her.

"I don't want him liking me just because I bring in the possibility of giving him a family," she snapped, throwing her bowl to the side. She gave a frustrated sigh when she saw that the bowl still had pop-corn in it. Lucy sighed and looked at her.

"Well, I suppose we'll see what happens," Evey didn't say anything as she looked at the T.V. changing the channel quickly. The door opened and Morgan walked in, seeming like she was in a daze. She walked over and sat in the middle of the couch.

"I'm screwed," she mumbled.

"Nice to see you too Emmy," Evey mumbled. Morgan looked at her.

"I'm Pregnant," there was a long pause between the three girls before Lucy spoke.

"You're joking, right?" Morgan shook her head.

"No, I'm pregnant with Kyle's baby," Evey blinked a few times before running a hand through her hair.

"What are you going to do?" she asked. Morgan shrugged.

"I don't know, I jus found out," she sighed.

"You'll think of something," Lucy told her, trying to comfort her.

"I suck," Evey raised her eyebrows.

"Actually, you don't," Morgan looked confused.

"I don't understand," she admitted.

"Well, if you sucked, you wouldn't be in this position," she explained. Lucy threw a Pillow at her, knocking her off the couch in surprise.

"This is serious, I'm going to be a mother at twenty-four," she muttered. Lucy gave her a sympathetic smile while Evey began counting.

"Actually, you'll be twenty-five when you give birth," she corrected. Morgan grabbed a pillow and chucked it at Evey.

"You are such a five year old," she snapped.

"A five year old who is not pregnant, and you want me to get laid," Morgan rolled her eyes and grabbed a bag of chips, munching on them as she rolled her eyes.