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Cirolane - Yes, this is quite serious. As Marchez said, no one has ever found a cure for it and they have tried. Phoebe Bowen Campbell is what I named Prue's past life, P. Bowen. As a result, Phoebe is the cousin of Grams' mother, P. Baxter Johnson. I had her marry a man named Andrew Campell. Phoebe and Andrew's daughter, Pamela "Pam" Campbell Rockwell, is Grams' second cousin. Pam married Levi Rockwell. Pam and Levi's daughter, Paula Rockwell Nielson, is Patty's thrid cousin. Despite being dead Paula will show up in a story and not as a ghost . . . it's a time travel story, but not until season two. She and Patty know each other. Paula married Scott Nielson. They had two daughters, Phyllis and Philomena. I haven't named their husbands yet, but Phyllis married a man last named Darnell and they had a daughter named Phelicia, the charge Josias left to go to. Philomena married a man with the last name Hudson. They also had a daughter. Her name is Portia. Portia married a man with the last name Haskell. Portia and her husband had a daughter named Pansy. Her husband has since died. Phyllia, Philomena, Phelicia, Portia, Pansy, and probably Scott Nielson, his two son in laws, and possibly Levi Rockwell, are still alive. Pansy is five. Very cute. I have pictures. As to why Josias wouldn't know who they are . . . Josias is very one tracked at times. He doesn't really pay attention to much outside of his charges and his whitelighter "partner", even if the most powerful witches are related to his charges. Elizabeth does know who they are. Right now, Chris hates being able to elder jingle, but he will learn to like it. . . not sure when, but he will.
In case anyone wonders or even cares Kasib and Kasinda are brother and sister, hence why Kasib is taking care of Kasinda. It's a short chapter and there is only one more for this story. I'm working on getting the next story ready to post.
Chapter Ten – The Survivors
Back at the Warlock's lair the Warlock was talking with Lukman. He was pleased that the demon had successfully hit one of the brothers with the gel. A sound caused him to look up from his conversations. He saw Kasib entering the room, supporting Kasinda as she slowly limped along. "Is the other brother infected?"
Kasib indicated Kasinda with his chin. "She got him."
"Where are the others?" Lukman asked looking around them in search of any of the other demons who had remained when he left.
Kasinda shook her head. "Gone. Vanquished."
A look of disgust crossed the Warlock's face, unchecked. "Three out of practice witches and an old mortal killed seven demons?"
"It would have been eight," Kasinda admitted softly, "hadn't gotten me out of there."
"I wasn't leaving you there, Kasinda," Kasib assured her, a tender look on his face. He turned to the Warlock, his face hard. "We did what you wanted, now pay up."
The Warlock shrugged. "Hold out you hand."
Kasib frowned. "What has that to do with our payment?"
"I have to give you the key to a locker in the arena," the Warlock informed him, enunciating each word as if speaking to a child. "Do you want it or not?"
"What about me and Kasinda?" Lukman protested.
The Warlock held back a chuckle. "I suspect Kasinda will get her share and I can give you a separate key if you wish, Lukman."
Lukman considered this and finally nodded. "Fine. Give him a key and me one if Kasinda is agreeable."
Kasinda looked up at Kasib with a small smile. Looking back at the Warlock she said, "Do as you wish. I will not be going up against those witches, again." She looked back at Kasib. "Get you, Kasib, and let's go."
Reluctantly Kasib held out his hand. "Make this fast. I need to see to Kasinda's wounds."
Well, only one more chapter. They still have to take on the spy master. I am working on getting the next story ready. I will post the first chapter of that with the last chapter of this. The title of the next episode is "Chris Perry's Favorite Relative." Guess who that is. A special guest star will be in that story. Review and I will post the last chapter of this and the first chapter of that.