Ripples through time

Chapter Eleven: Resurrections and old enemies

Chris re-read the letter he couldn't believe it but it was true, there it was in black and white, in Cole's own handwriting the answer the spell needed to resurrect him, the only thing needed would be some of Jamie's blood, which he knew she would be willing to freely give to bring her father back. Despite her current anger at him.

Walking to the door of the master bedroom Chris knocked on the door, raising his voice a little,

"Hay Jay I think it's time you stopped sulking about your dad's imperfections and got your ass out here and helped bring your dad back so you can tear into him for what ever it is that's got all pissy."

When the door that was separating him and cousin opened almost as if she had ripped the door open he saw Jamie standing in front of him in a pair of hip-hugger, boot cut jeans and a camisole top, to say he was surprised at the sudden change of wardrobe would be a gross understatement, drawing his eye-brows together Chris was about to ask her how such a thing could happen, Jamie answered his unasked question,

"The clothes in the cupboard and the draws and for me there was a note on the bed saying that the stuff was for me."

Walking past him Jamie went over to the kitchen she got her self a glass and poured herself a strong shot of scotch, when Chris saw her down it one gulp he knew that the situation was going from bad to worse one thing that Jamie could not do was hold her liquor.

He moved over to her taking the scotch bottle out of her hand, he turned her to face him, tilting her head up to look up at him, using his most soothing voice he began to speak to her,

"Jay I may not be an empath but I know there something wrong please tell me what it is."

Jamie bit her bottom lip looking at Chris with tears in her eyes,

"It's the spell Chris…the spell Wyatt used to kill John and J.C…"

Her quite statement was meet by silence, Chris didn't know what to say when it came to comfort and condolence he had always turned to her, what was he meant to do for the woman who held him, even as children she had always been the one to comfort him when the sisters had died she had held him as he cried quietly whispering how it was going to be okay.

Doing what she had always done for him Chris pulled Jamie into his arms for a hug letting her cry on his shoulder. When he felt the sob begin to lessen and felt her pull out of his arms he knew she was ready to hear what he had to say.

With his hands on her shoulders Chris made sure that he was making eye contact with his cousin.

"Jay the letter Uncle Cole left for me has the spell we'll need to resurrect him…"

The rest of his statement was cut off by Jamie.

"Okay what will we need?"

"Look for yourself"

Chris handed Jamie the letter he was he read the letter when he saw her frown he knew that she must have hit something he had missed.

'Okay may it's just the part about the blood…no it can't be that if there is one thing for sure about Jamie is she isn't squeamish when it comes to blood, guts, and gore. Okay what did I miss?'

"Chris you didn't read this spell very carefully did you?"

"Of course I did it only calls for your blood."

"Yeah, but…the semantics of it."

"What about the semantics"

"Power of three."

"What?"

"It's on the back of the page you didn't read the whole letter did you?"

"Let me see that!"

Chris said taking the papers out of her had, when he read the part of the letter she was talking about Chris couldn't contain the defeated groan that came out of him.

"You can't be serious how the hell are we going to get them to say the spell. I don't think I need to remind you but your dad is not their favorite person."

"You know Chris there are times I wonder how you ever became the leader of the resistance think it should be glaringly obvious how your going to get the sisters to say the spell."

'Sarcasm is her comfort zone, sarcasm is her comfort zone. Damn it it's mine as well.'

"Well someone had to take the job and last I checked you weren't there to do it. And as for glaringly obvious I would have thought it would have hit you like a two by four that the only person with that power is you."

"I sorry Chris but haven't you ever heard of technology?"

"Oh…because it's so dependable… you and I both know that if you want that spell to be said by the sisters you would have to use your mind-melt thing to get them to do it!"

"Yeah and what have dad pop up in the manor so they can vanquish him yet again."

"Well how else are you going to record them saying the spell?"

"Oh…I don't know you are their whitelighter and let's not forget the fact that you find it oh…so very easy to lie to them."

Jamie put a hand over her heart in a mocking gesture.

"Your own mother and father how could you Chris?"

"I might be careful who I call a liar… pot…kettle."

Jamie just rolled her eyes a trait that Chris found the most annoying amongst the Halliwell women.

"If you record each one of them saying the spell you could easily edit and remix to were it sounds like they are saying together it's called a tape recorder and a computer two thing we have. Remember my dad the lawyer."

Chris knew his cousin was right as their whitelighter he knew he probably wouldn't need to give too much of a reason why he needed to hear the spell.

"Jamie there is one problem how can we be sure that a recording of them saying the spell would work?"

"Yeah it would. And it did."

"It did when?"

"Um…ah…yeah there was this time that mom was in college and some girls had a store bought spell book…they showed it to mom, she being the ever astute witch that she is read off a correct version of the spell, the girls with her went to use it they played the recording they had and hey presto animals turned into men."

Chris looked skeptically at his cousin unsure if he should believe her.

"How is it that you know this story were as I don't?"

When Jamie let out a nervous giggle and shrugged her shoulders,

"Jamie what did you do?"

Chris said looking at his cousin through narrowed eyes the look Jamie had often called 'the pissed off parent look'.

"Nothing really it was a long time ago back when we all were in high-school."

She was now chewing on her bottom lip,

"Do you remember what happened in your junior year of high-school …the little incident with Jane Pavloski and the way the cheerleading squad thought you we're all that."

With a lot of trepidation Chris answered her,

"Yeah…"

"Well there was this little mishap I had with a spell you see what I wanted to happen was for Uncle Leo to see the truth of Wyatt's nature and pretty much anyone that came into contact with him."

"So far sounds like a doable spell you've done trickier ones I've seen you write them how did it back fire?"

"Hello! Chris I was fourteen what do you think went wrong while I was casting the spell for what ever reason I can't remember I thought of you the next thing I know a very human being wants to be around you. You didn't see you just saw you but the rest of us we was you, the inner you."

"So the inner me is cute gauging from the reaction I got from the girls during that time! But that doesn't explain you knowing that spells work the same when recorded?"

"Simple dad told me so I didn't feel bad about screwing up royally."

Chris nodded his head in understanding,

"Ya know your plan makes sense the sisters despite everything are still to flip about their magic hell even after what happened to aunt Prue they still practice magic in public risking the exposure of magic, they'll probably end up getting The Erasers on their ass."

"So Chris do you have a shift at P3 today."

"Yeah."

"I'll go with you I have plans to hook up with Sheila and Daryl."

"You've got plans…you're going to a club dressed like that!"

"Okay Chris I love ya…but one you are not my dad I'll go dressed however I want…two I can make plans and have friends…and three they want to thank me for saving Sheila…and just so you know Phoebe asked me to come by as well."

With a casual shrug of her shoulders walking past him her 5'2 petite frame, turning to see his cousin enter the master bedroom, Chris couldn't help the shudder that ran down his back at how similar she looked like her mother, anyone seeing Jamie from behind would easily mistake her for Phoebe if they didn't know about her drastic hair-cut.

Shrugging his shoulders Chris decided to take a look around the penthouse that was going to be his new living space now that Jamie was here. He looked at the couch loving the size of it, one thing was for sure no matter what side Cole fought for, the man had taste.

But what really got Chris's attention was the plasma flat screen T.V. opposite the couch, Chris could see it now after a long day of being in the immature company of the sisters he would come home Jamie would be there, a hot meal ready and waiting, she'd be vegging in front of the T.V. with her dad sitting beside her.

Chris shock off the melancholy feelings that this brought on, he tried to forget that it was Bianca who had been getting cooking lessons from Jamie and that the meal that was ready was normally her first attempt at one thing or another, or the fact that the two people sitting on the couch would have had an infant seated between them.

Chris continued to walk around the penthouse when he came to a closed door he couldn't help his curiosity getting the better of him, he pushed open the door, Chris saw that the room was if he didn't know any better his.

Walking into the room he saw a crisp white envelop on the bed, moving to it he saw that it had his name on it, the letter was clearly written by Cole, ripping open the envelop Chris reads the letter.

While reading the letter Chris couldn't help the smile that spreads across his face he didn't know how but Cole knew they were coming and to top matters off was still taking care of them. Just like Jamie said there was the letter with instructions to use the stuff he had bought for them and that all the stuff was for them.

Chris went over and pulled open a drawer inside it were an array of jeans, pulling out the one on top Chris saw that sure they were just plan blue jeans sure they were Levi's, but it was that fact that they cargo pants the kind he favored giving more room for potions to be stored, that made the smile on his face grow.

The chuckle he let out was not out of place in fact he remembered how pissed Cole got at the sisters because they never had enough potions on them.

Tucking the pair of jeans under his arm Chris began rummaging through the other drawers he pulled out a long sleeved navy blue shirt, a clear pair of socks and boxers. Having not showered in a couple of days one was defiantly in order.

After having showered Chris went back into his room for lack of a better term when he pushed the door closed behind him, it was there that he saw previously hidden behind the door a new pair of Doc Martins. Chris was once again grateful for Cole's practicality, with all the secret trips down to the underworld and the constant demon attacks a pair of steel toed, heavy soled boots were always in order.

Having dressed Chris went out to find Jamie sitting on the couch, he saw that she was wearing the same jeans she had changed into earlier, but over the burgundy silk camisole was a long sleeved boat neck fitted gossamer crotched burgundy wool sweater, and her hair was tied back in a loose French braid.

But what the one thing that stood out the most for Chris was the necklace that was at the base of her throat the medallion the same as the one that was in his pocket, but what broke his heart was the two rings she was wearing on her thumb was John's ring and on her own ring finger was her own simple gold wedding band.

"Jay ready to go?"

Jamie looked up at him and nodded her head picking up her purse, jacket, and keys to her dad's Porsche.

When they made it to the door Jamie threw the keys to Chris, he gave her a funny look.

"What I don't know my way around not my time and all that."

"Yeah but that doesn't mean you let me drive you never let me drive."

Jamie just shrugged her shoulders and hit the button for the evaluator, she shrugged on her coat.

When they arrived a P3 the first thing they were hit by was the noise, the song being played by the band wasn't one they knew but that wasn't something that shocked them, after all they never listened to the golden oldies, with the exclusion of certain songs.

When they were in the club it was practically deserted the people there consisted of the sister minus one, the waiters, bartenders, and the rehearsing band.

Piper saw both Chris and Jamie come into the club, she made her up to them Phoebe hot on her heels.

"Where were you this afternoon you bailed on us?"

Piper asked Chris in an accusatory tone, which annoyed the hell out of Jamie, having heard it too often during her life time mostly addressed to her dad.

Phoebe then addressed Jamie,

"Hey, you made it although the club doesn't open till seven and it six."

"Yeah I know, I don't know how to get here and I needed someone to show me the way."

"Well take off your coat and sit with me and when Paige comes you'll get to meet her I think she would really like you."

'I really don't think she will.'

Was the thought echoed by the time traveling cousins.

With that said Phoebe pulled Jamie away from Chris and Piper.

"Well Chris where were you? Listen you are the one that keeps on telling us how we're not doing are jobs good enough and the moment you're girlfriend is in town you're no where to be seen!"

"Piper I'm you're wightlighter I do not fight demons that is your job and as to where I was that has nothing to do with you not yet anyway I was doing my job following a very promising lead. And I said this once and I'll say it again Jamie is not I repeat is not my girlfriend, nor will she ever be. Got it! Now if you don't mind I'm going to go and get ready for work a job that if you remember I don't have to do."

With that Chris stormed past her, shaking her head Piper went over to where Phoebe was sitting with her new assistant.

When she got close enough to them she heard Phoebe thanking Jamie,

"You know Jamie thank-you for covering for me the article you wrote was great you know if I didn't know any better I'd say you were after my job."

Jamie laughed at her comment, shaking her head,

"That is the one thing in the world I don't want."

Piper sat down next to Phoebe, she extended her hand to Jamie,

"Hi I'm Piper Phoebe's older sister."

Accepting her hand Jamie shook it,

"Jamie McCarthy. Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too, so you're married. It's not to Chris is it? Because he practically jumped down my throat when I called you his girlfriend."

Piper said pointing to the wedding band Jamie wore.

Phoebe went to intervene remembering what Jamie had said about a fiancé and how Chris had been a good friend to her, but she was hit by a wave of pain so intense that it cut off her ability to speak.

"No I'm not married…I was…I…he…."

Jamie closed her eyes and took a deep breath,

"He past away a few months ago…um…Chris said he knew him…we've been friends ever since."

The silence that extend between the three women deafening.

"So…"

Piper said trying to fill the silence with anything. In the end it was Jamie who ended it.

"Piper you have a really nice club, I was wondering how you came up with the name P3?"

"Oh…it was for us, we are P3, myself Piper, Phoebe, and Pr…Paige."

"That's nice."

The uncomfortable silence was put to an end by the arrival of Daryl and Sheila,

"Hi Jamie!"

Was Sheila bright greeting, the smile she received from Jamie was equally bright.

Sheila made a move to hug Jamie; a hug that Jamie quickly gave into, the hug shared between the two was quickly followed by one from Daryl. He then turned to the sisters.

"Piper, Phoebe…where Paige?"

"Some guy knocked on our door and they're having coffee together. So how do you guys know Jamie?"

"Well I would ask the same thing if I didn't already know she worked for Phoebe. She saved Sheila's life some mugger was holding a gun to her and Jamie here heard Sheila cry for help and well helped."

The rest of the evening past well with very few pauses in conversation until,

"Hey did you guys see the Porsche parked outside it looks a lot like the one Cole used to own."

Daryl said, trying to be subtle wondering if maybe yet again Cole Turner had cheated death and was trying to insert himself in the sisters lives.

"There's a Porsche parked outside, funny I don't see Jason anywhere?"

Was Phoebe's reply, Cole the farthest thing from her mind.

"Actually it's mine."

Jamie said with a bright smile.

"Oh…you have a Porsche? The closest I came to a Porsche was Cole's when he let me borrow it."

"It's kind of an inheritance, came with the penthouse."

"Wow and you work for me."

"Yeah…it's weird I'm not rich my family isn't rich but a friend of my dad's past away and he had a soft for me you know the daughter he never had thing and left me everything."

Everyone's eyes were on her, the uncomfortable silence was put to and end with Paige's arrival,

"Hey guys!"

She said waving her hand, Phoebe introduced Paige to Jamie when they shock hands, Jamie was hit by a premonition,

Jamie saw that Chris was still behind the bar, turning to the people around her,

"You know what the next round is on me, what would you guys like?"

After getting up they rattled off the drinks they wanted Jamie made her way over to the bar.

"CHRIS!"

Jamie yelled to get his attention over the noise, when he made his way over to her, he could clearly see the worry etched on her face,

"Jay what's wrong?"

"He's here! Wyatt is here he was Paige's date!"

"Shit!"

"Tell me about it, you need to get the sisters back home and get them to say the spell, dad needs to be here now!"

Chris nodded his head,

"Do what you have to do."

Nodding her head Jamie closed her eyes, using her power she sent an image to Phoebe that looked like a demon was attacking the manor, leaving Leo and baby Wyatt defenseless.

When Jamie and Chris saw Phoebe look like she was having a premonition, they put their plan in action.

Chris went over to the sisters saying that they needed to get home that there was an emergency. Jamie went to the washroom she shimmered herself to the penthouse getting the type recorder and the spell. Shimmering back she gave them to Chris who orbed himself to the manor.

Jamie went back to Daryl and Sheila telling then that she was tired, and made plans to see them again another day, heading out she drove back to the penthouse.

At the manor there was a frenzy the sisters were flipping through the book trying desperately to find a demon matching the description of the one Phoebe had seen.

Chris knew it was now or never, persuading the sisters to repeat the spell was easier than he thought. With it recorded, Chris went to work on convincing the sisters that the premonition was not going to happen at that very moment and that the best thing they could do now was to put wards up.

When Chris finally orbed back to the penthouse he saw that Jamie had everything ready, five candles were lit each at a point of the pentagram, that she had drawn on the ground with red chalk, in the middle of the pentagram were several different crystals each representing different elements in the human body, sprit, soul, and mind.

Resting on top of these crystals was a large ceremonial bowl with several bowls in side of it the context of each different in the largest was earth, the second fire, the third was empty representing wind, the forth was filled with water and floating on the surface was on more bowl also empty.

"You have the spell?"

"Yeah they even said it together so no need to edit."

Jamie nodded her head, standing up she brushed off her pants she walked over to Chris and pulled him to the pentagram.

"Chris I've been thinking…how is this meant to work we you my blood to call him but that what give him form, magic can't fight biology."

"Jamie what are you saying?"

"I'm saying that it's not just my blood, to give a person form you need a mix of both XX chromosome and XY chromosome. I was wondering if you want to be that XY that will forever make up my dad, our dad."

Chris was struck speechless by Jamie's offer he knew she knew that he loved Cole like a father, but her asking him this meant that not only she knew but that she saw it the way he did, Cole may not be his biological father but he had always been there when in counted making him his father.

The other fact also remained that it did make more sense that the spell would need a mix of both female and male, to give a person form, magic was power, but it could not go against the laws of nature.

Chris nodded his head in acceptance to Jamie's offer extending his hand to her, Jamie took hold of his hand cutting it deeply with the knife, she put his hand over the bowl in the water, when she went to cut herself Chris played play on the tape, Jamie's blood flowed as the sisters recorded voices chanted the spell.

With their blood mixing, it took on a glowing orange color it got brighter and brighter, until both Jamie and Chris had to shield their eyes, then the wind in the room started to howl knocking them to the ground, the howling along with the light got brighter and brighter until they heard an explosion, so strong that it shattered the windows and the tents of the towers complex thought they were suffering from another earthquake.

When all stilled in the penthouse Chris and Jamie looked towards the pentagram and in the middle they saw the quivering shape of a very necked Cole Turner.

To be continued…….