Author's Note: If you have any questions about the characters and/or get confused, refer to the character sheet. Thanks for reading my story :)
Happy Holidays. Here's a little history on Alana :]
"I am back!" Rachel said as she faded in, a million shopping bags in tow.
"I see that" Emma said with a grin, "But why are you back in my house?"
"I wanted to show them to you, Emma" Rachel said with a smile, "They are beautiful."
"Rachel, you know that I have no particular desire to associate with fashion." Emma said to her.
"Come on, Emma," Rachel said with a laugh, "You are beautiful."
Emma arched her brows, Rachel added, "In a tomboy sense at least." Rachel pouted, "I'm going."
"Never grow up to be like, Rachel" Emma muttered to Matt, Emma didn't know why she said it he grew up to be nothing like her, well not nothing, but still.
Wyatt orbed in, making out with Alana, Emma smiled just a little. "And never grow up to be like daddy." She kissed her nephew on the head, "Come on Matthew, we'll go to my room. Looks like mommy and daddy are busy" Emma said and orbed out.
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Chad shimmered in exhausted, "I would not be doing this if I didn't love her, you know?" he asked Jacob. Kaylee, Jacob's closest friend lets go of his hand.
"It was nice of you guys to come with us." Kaylee said, before running up after Rachel.
"Hey Chad, let me get my new shoes" Rachel says to him and grabs a box in the middle of his pile, which makes him drop a few of the boxes. "Thanks" she says and runs upstairs.
"Some girls are incredibly crazy." Chad muttered to himself.
"Some are pretty hot though." Jacob added.
"Some are." Chad said and shimmered out.
A/N: Wow. So Chad is dating Rachel. And Chad tortures Michael and Penny, who are Rachel's family. This sort of reminds me of seventeen again and not in a good way. Interesting.
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"Are we sure about this, Alana?" Wyatt asked his wife gingerly.
"I'm sure, Wyatt. I've cared for you all my life." she looked away for a moment, "You're a great father to Matthew and great husband to me."
Wyatt looked into his wife's eyes, "I love you Alana."
"I love you too, sweetheart." Alana laid her head against his chest.
Flashback.
Bianca and Alana walk up to the porch of the Halliwell Manor, Where a 6- year-old Chris and an 8 year old Wyatt were hanging out. Bianca is eight and Alana is six.
"Hi Guys" Alana said with a smile. She hugged Chris and then Wyatt.
"Hi" Chris said smiling and returned the hug, "What are you doing?"
We brought you guys some cake" Alana said smiling.
"Yum!" Wyatt said excitedly, "What kind?"
"Chocolate" Bianca said, "It's my favorite."
"We should take it inside." Wyatt said as he stared at the cake.
"Okay" Chris said innocently and led the way.
Alana grabbed Wyatt's hand and walked merrily inside the Manor.
"Hi Alana, Hey Bianca" Piper said smiling at them.
"Hi, Mrs. Halliwell" Alana said sweetly. "We brought you some cake"
"That's sweet" Piper said.
"Well we have to go, but stop by anytime" Bianca said and they left.
"You might want to wash your hands" Chris said grinning at Wyatt.
"Why?" Wyatt asked him confused.
"Because a girl just touched you," Chris said grinning. Wyatt feigned a punch.
"Yeah, you too" Wyatt said.
"You've protected me since we were kids, Alana" Wyatt said to her, "I'd do anything to protect you and our family."
Alana is in 8th grade and Wyatt in 10th.
January 2019.
Alana sighed, she couldn't believe she was going to do this. ''This is Wyatt Halliwell. Not only is he the twice-blessed, he's also the owner of Excalibur. If he doesn't like what I have to say, he's going to kill me.' Alana felt guilty for admitting that, 'Wyatt is different here. He's the paragon of all good. He is going to continue to protect the innocents. In this world he might not even acknowledge me.'
"Alana?" A voice asked.
'That was a lousy wish' Alana thought to herself.
"Hi Wyatt!" she said enthusiastically to him. It was a sunny afternoon after school.
"What are you doing here?" He asked her for a minute, "You're still in junior high." "I was checking out the school for next year." She explained to him. "But it's only January," Wyatt said and tried to understand her emotions, "Alana, you're a nice neighbor but you're too young for me. Sorry." Alana flushed, "I didn't come here for you." She said to him. Wyatt gave her a look, "Fine, Maybe I did."
'God I hate his power. It makes anything I have to offer completely useless.' Alana thought to herself, 'It's also personal gain. They could strip his powers for that.'
"It's a nice gesture, kiddo, but I'm not interested." Wyatt said to her, his ego showing a bit. "I'm not to here to ask you out," Alana said hesitantly, "I'm here to guide you." "What does that mean?" He said with a laugh, "Hey guys!" Wyatt called to his friends with a harsher laugh, "Alana Thompson wants to be my guide." "I…" Alana said weakly, before running off.
'What a jerk!' Alana thought to herself, 'I'm here to help him, not to date him. Who would want to date that jerk?'
Alana avoided the Halliwell household for about a month before Chris started to ask questions. "Hey Lana, where have you been lately?" he asked her in class one day. "Just a little busy," she said and added nothing more but, "Some stuff has been happening in my life." "Like what?" Chris asked his closest friend. She felt so bad because his concern was so genuine.
'What do I say? 'Hey Chris, I'm your whitelighter. I've known about your magic my entire life, but I've forced you to hide it because I didn't tell you?''
"It's okay if you don't want to talk about it." Chris said to her suddenly.
'Chris is an empath. Wyatt is telepathic. How the heck can I help them without ruining it all?'
"Okay," Chris said unsettled, "Hope you're okay"
"I want to tell you, but I need time." Alana said finally.
"I am." Alana said to him with a cheerful smile.
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"Hi Wyatt." Alana said, a few days later outside of his home. "Alana." He said and continued to throw a basketball into a hoop. "I wanted to talk about last month." She said slowly. "Really?" Wyatt asked her in heavy tone, "You never seemed like the type to go looking for the wrong people."
"I'm your guide, Wyatt" Alana said and exhaled heavily, "I'm your whitelighter. You can't ignore that."
Wyatt turned to her with a serious look, "What is a 'whitelighter'?" Wyatt lied. "You know what a whitelighter is Wyatt. You're part whitelighter yourself." Alana said. It took every ounce of her courage to continue saying what she did.
"I don't know how you found out about magic, Alana, but I recommend you keep what you've seen to yourself." Wyatt said darkly and orbed away.
'I hope he's not evil again,' Alana thought fearfully, 'Please don't let that happen.'
This time Alana recovered at a quicker rate. It took her only a few days before she was ready to give it a go once more.
"Hi Wyatt" Alana said pleasantly, in between classes.
"What are you doing here, Alana?" Wyatt said through gritted teeth, "You go to the junior high more than a mile away."
"I came to check in on my charge." She explained to him.
"Alana, you're not a whitelighter. I'm not your charge. Whatever game this is, it needs to stop right now."
"How do you think I know about magic?" Alana asked him, "Huh?"
"I don't know. You've been stalking Chris since you were four years old, maybe he accidentally shared his secret with you." "I haven't been stalking him," Alana said in a hurt tone, "I'm his friend."
"Are you sure?" He taunted her.
"You're the telepath," Alana said softly, "You'd know more than anyone."
Wyatt knew if he ruined Chris' friendship with Alana, Chris would kill him. "Fine," he caved in, "Maybe you went into the attic and went through the book."
"Wouldn't that prove I'm good, If I could touch the book?" Alana asked him. "No, Alana. It would make you an obsessive stalker." Wyatt said, then turned to her, "Stay away. I'm serious. You don't know what you're messing with."
Alana had no idea what approach to take next. She wanted to tell Chris before it got too late, but he would hate her forever.
Alana and Chris sat in his room. "How come you and Wyatt have been so weird lately?" "What do you mean?" Alana asked him. There was so much on her mind and she couldn't handle it anymore. "Well, when you used to come over he'd say 'Hi' or something. Now he won't even look at you." Chris said to her, "It's weird." "He's probably too cool to be seen with an eighth-grader." Alana offered. "I guess." Chris trailed off, "Look, I wanted to talk-"
Just moments later, Chris and Alana heard a thud from above. "You better go home Alana." Chris warned.
"Chris hurry up!" came the voice from above. "I'm coming!" Chris responded, he gave an urging look at Alana, "Go home, Alana!" Alana left the room and Chris orbed into the attic.
As soon as he got there, Alana heard "Watch out, Chris!"
Alana instinctively orbed into the attic and shielded Chris from any danger, "Alana? How did you do that?" He asked her in a daze.
"Alana! Chris! Move!" Wyatt yelled at the two. Then Wyatt realized something, if the darklighter shot Alana she would die. If she really was their whitelighter, then she didn't have a human half like Chris and himself. So he put himself in front of them, he instinctively blew up the darklighter, but not before being shot by the darklighter's arrow.
"Wyatt!" Alana and Chris shouted in alarm. Alana ran over to Wyatt, who had fallen down. She breathed in heavily and put her hands over his wound. At first, nothing happened, but slowly the wound disappeared.
"Are you okay, Wyatt?" Chris asked instinctively. Wyatt nodded with a few heavy breaths. Chris turned to Alana, "You're a whitelighter?"
She nodded dejectedly to herself, "Yes."
"For how long?" Chris snapped.
"I was created to be your guys' whitelighter. I've been around as long as you have." She answered softly.
"You never told me!" Chris shot at her nastily, "I've been your friend for eight years and you never told me. You made me hide my magic." Chris added bitterly, "Go home Alana."
Alana nodded tiredly.
Wyatt thought about Alana's choice to risk her life for theirs. Did she do this because she had to or because she wanted to? How could anyone do that for someone after the way Wyatt had treated her. Wyatt began to feel horrible for the things he had said to her. He saw Alana once in awhile, mostly with Bianca. Other times she was with her friends. Chris had refused to speak to her after what happened. That summer he even convinced their mother to allow them to attend magic school.
August 2019
On their first day Chris was surprised to find that Alana was in his class. "What are you doing here?" Chris hissed at her.
"I have to go where you go." She said in apologetic tone.
"You're not a witch, you're a whitelighter. This is magic school. Go home." He said.
"I can't" Alana said to him, mustering the courage to speak up, "I want to be a good whitelighter to you guys. So I'm going to learn as much as I can so I can be useful." "You can't be our whitelighter." Chris said to her, "I don't want you to be." He said with a nasty glare.
'I won't let you get hurt.' Chris thought to himself, 'If being away from you keeps you alive. I'll do it.' Alana followed Chris out of class, "I'm going to be, Chris. I was designed to be your whitelighter."
"So our friendship wasn't real?" He stopped and turned to her, "All along it's been about you being my whitelighter?"
"No, of course not." Alana said to him sadly, "You mean everything to me. You're my best friend."
Wyatt caught up to Chris, "Back me up Wy, tell her she can't be our whitelighter."
"Alana?" Wyatt asked her, "What are you doing here?"
"She's stalking me," Chris said coldly, "Guess you were right." He wanted to say more, but stopped. He could feel her pain and it was too much for him. Maybe because he hadn't been trained like everyone else with his powers, or maybe because her pain was important to him, but he couldn't continue.
Wyatt intervened, "We don't want you to our whitelighter," Wyatt began and then paused, "because you're our friend and it would mean risking your life."
"I'll learn a lot at magic school," Alana said, "So that I won't get hurt. I'll learn enough so that none of us get hurt." Her determination rose, "Who knows you better than I do?"
"No one," Chris said immediately and breathed heavily, "Which is why you can't do it."
"I think we should let her do it." Wyatt said to Chris, "She's pretty headstrong."
December 2019
"I'm tired." Chris whined.
"I'm so much more than dead." Alana agreed. "I think we did great. We got fourteen demons in three hours." Wyatt said with a grin. "Yes, we did. I don't plan on going on that suicide mission again, Wyatt." Chris mumbled. "Me either" Alana piped in, "as your whitelighter..." she whined, "I'm tired, Wyatt."
The two groaned, but fell asleep anyways.
"You guys can't fall asleep. You still have homework to do." Wyatt said to them.
Wyatt smiled as he orbed Alana home. "You did great." He said quietly to her, "You've proven yourself in so many ways." He stared at her rosy cheeks and thick eyelashes. The child-like innocence held in her face made Wyatt want to do everything to protect her. It also hurt him to think of the things he had said to her less than a year before.
"Sorry," he said to sleeping figure, "I shouldn't have doubted you. You've worked so hard to help us."
August 2020
"I can't believe you two are actually dating." Chris said, "Isn't that going to get between your duties as our whitelighter."
"Why would it?" Wyatt asked with a frown.
"Because then she won't think with a clear head. She'll always be stepping in at the wrong time."
"I already did that the first time I revealed myself." Alana said to him.
"And because of you, Wyatt almost died." Chris pointed out.
"Actually, I think your brain is fuzzy Chris. She orbed in to shield you from the darklighter and then healed my wound." Wyatt shot angrily.
"Whatever." Chris slumped into the chair.
"You're not going to get mad at me again, are you?" Alana asked him, "I can't take that."
"Neither can I," Chris mumbled as he thought back to when they first discovered her, "We're not going to as good friends as we used to be now because you're dating Wyatt." Chris admitted finally.
"Chris… that's" Alana began.
"A joke" Wyatt snorted, "You two have been close friends for twelve years. I don't see that changing because she's dating me. In fact, she'll probably be here even more now and you'll get so sick of her that you'll kick her out."
Chris and Alana both gave Wyatt a dirty look.
"I was just trying to make you feel better."
June 2023
"So you're really family now?" Chris asked Alana.
"That's right. We're going to be in-laws." Alana said with a smirk, "Now you're never going to escape me."
"How is that a change?" Chris asked her dryly, "You practically live here."
"I'll be here every morning and you can say, 'Hello beautiful sister, how are you this morning?'" Alana joked.
"Don't count on it" Chris said, arching his brows, "So you go from high school graduate to engaged in one week."
"It is a little fast," Alana admitted hesitantly, "But it'll be worth it, right?"
"I don't know, baby sister." He joked before patting her shoulder and orbing out.
"I'll be nineteen... that's something, right?" she asked him with a sigh.
End Flashback.
A month later:
"We've known a week Alana, when are we going to tell them?" Wyatt asked her.
"I don't know, sweetie." Alana said nervously, "I didn't think we'd get pregnant this fast."
"You don't regret this, do you?" Wyatt asked her.
"Of course not." Alana said to Wyatt, "I'll love any child we have. I'm just nervous."
