Chapter 12 – None Of Them Know Anything

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Previously – "Whoa…..Whoa…Whoa, hold up. What did you just say?" the short-haired girl asked. Mel looked at her for a second before realizing what she was asking, "Their…Their bodies aren't in the…the morgue…..Darryl came around. He said that they were gone, it was like they had disappeared. Then Grandma Patty came down and said…She said Chris and Parks had never….arrived," Mel whispered the last word before a shiver went down her spine at her words.

"You know how you said they weren't telling us something?" Parker said. Chris nodded his head; his eyes never leaving his cousin. Even when a red-eyed Mel came through the kitchen door and stood to the side watching them, "I know what it is and it's bad."

His eyebrows rose ever so slightly. His best friend only said that if it was really bad.

"Well, shit," was his response.

"So you're saying that the 'us' from this reality never arrived up there when we died and our bodies are missing from the morgue?" Chris asked for what was surely the hundredth time to the whole Halliwell and Brody families; who were getting a bit angry with the same question.

"Chris, I think we can establish that the answer to your question is 'bloody yes!'" Parker almost shouted at her cousin as she leapt from her place on the stairs behind him. He was her best friend but damn sometimes he could really get on her nerves.

"I'm sorry, Parks, but you know what this means? If this Parker and Chris aren't up there, then that means that they're either somewhere here or down there, and do you know what that means?" Chris exclaimed; panic starting to set in as he stared at his best friend, who looked relatively calm during his little outburst.

"Yes, I know exactly what it means. Did you forget that I was the one who researched things like this?" Parker asked; her tone had an icy edge to it.

Chris and the others picked up on it immediately, and it made the brunette whitelighter give the firestarter a sheepish smile.

"Wait..., what does it mean?" Mel asked from her position in between Wyatt and Patience while Prue sat on the arm of the couch by her sister.

"I swear none of them know anything about magic in this reality…none whatsoever," Parker muttered under her breath, but Brooke heard; making a slight smile appear of the blonde's face. It seemed this other reality's Parker was very sarcastic as well.

Internally, Brooke sighed. She couldn't believe she had agreed to help Phoebe and Billie with their plan. She knew that she was setting herself up to get hurt even more. Even now when she was just standing in a room with this Parker, just looking at her and hearing her talk was causing Brooke's heart to split apart even more than it already had.

Brooke knew the only reason she had agreed to help was because of hearing what this Parker had been through, hearing about the Phoebe and Billie's past, and hearing about those few weeks nearly seventeen years ago was enough for Brooke to want to help this Parker. Something in her heart made her say yes, and she had a feeling that it was her feelings for her Parker pushing her into this.

Brooke tuned back into the real world when she heard Parker start to answer albeit through gritted teeth.

"It means that if me and Chris come into contact with this reality's Parker and Chris's souls, there is a very high possibility that they will get sucked into us. We may be from different realities, but we are very similar; especially our bodies. So the souls could think that this was their body and latch onto it. But if that happened…, let's just say they wouldn't stay in our bodies for very long. They wouldn't be able to because even though we are similar, we are not compatible," Parker explained slowly.

She could feel her anger at all of this flaring inside of her and her hands starting to shake because of it. Brooke and Chris noticed it too.

"Now that we know this, you know what we have to do," Chris stated quietly and grimaced when Parker sighed in annoyance,

"I know…., but it doesn't mean I have to like it." the firestarter replied before stalking upstairs; leaving Chris to stay and explain to everyone what was going to happen. No one noticed Brooke slip upstairs after Parker.

"Hey," Brooke said softly as she entered the attic, thinking she would see Parker flipping frantically through the book but instead saw the firestarter sprawled out on the old and worn out couch with one of her arms over her eyes and the other draped lazily across her stomach.

Parker peered out from under her arm to see the blonde shutting the attic door behind her slowly. She felt something start to burn in the back of her eyes but shook it off and replied without emotion, "Hi."

Brooke stood with her back against the attic door. She didn't know what to say, she didn't know what to do. It was just an impulse to follow Parker up the stairs. She was brought out of her slightly frantic thoughts by the younger girl chuckling humorlessly.

"I take it you just followed me up here without even wanting anything," Parker said; allowing herself to go feel the all too familiar feeling of nothing, letting it wrap around her like a blanket and cocoon her protectively.

"I…I wanted to see if you were alright. You looked a little…tense back there," Brooke answered and mentally smacked herself when she saw Parker's whole body stiffen at her words.

There was an uncomfortable silence for a couple of minutes before Parker once again chuckled humorlessly, "Tense is an understatement."

The reply was so quiet, the whitelighter wondered if she had actually heard it or made it up in her head.

"Can….Can I sit down?" Brooke asked; making Parker look up at her before shaking her head,

"It's more your attic than mine," the firestarter replied before swiveling and flinging her long legs out in front of her until she was in a sitting position on the couch, "Look, if Phoebe put you up to this, I can tell you whatever this is, it's a waste of time," Parker stated with conviction; looking straight ahead while her hands were gripping her knees.

"She didn't put me up to anything…..I just wanted to see if you were alright…..I get it must be hard and well…..," Brooke started to say but trailed off when Parker snorted.

"This family's whitelighters always seem to put other people's pain before theirs, and it's kind of annoying," Parker remarked with a ghost of a smile on her lips before it faded, and she spoke once more, "I don't want to imagine what it is like for you to be here with me. I don't want to imagine the pain that you are feeling. But what I want to know is since I have got here you have avoided me, and I'll be truthful and say that I didn't really want to be around you, but now you suddenly seem to what to spend time with me. I can't figure it out, and it's starting to annoy me," Parker explained, the ache in her heart was a dull one as her mind swirled with her thoughts on why the blonde was suddenly doing this. When she couldn't come up with an answer, it seriously pissed her off. The firestarter always figured it out, but this to her was a mystery.

"I have my reasons," Brooke insisted in a tone that told Parker she wasn't going to answer her; which made the firestarter swear under her breath and suddenly the dull ache in her heart became a full on blazing fire of pain. She was quite proud of herself for lasting so long but she had to get away now.

'Chris, I'm going to hell for a little while need to let off some steam, I'll see if I can find anything out while I'm there as well.'

Parker sent her message to her best friend, and not a moment later, felt Chris's thoughts enter her mind.

'I'm not gonna say be careful because there's no point, but what do I tell them?' Chris asked, and Parker could see in his mind the Halliwells and Brodys looking at him, waiting for answers that he wasn't going to give.

'Just tell them I've gone to see someone who knows about souls and all that shit. Don't worry, I'll be back soon. And if they get to be too much, I'm just a call away,' Parker promised before closing the conversation off and glancing at Brooke to see the whitelighter looking out of the attic window.

Giving a small audible gulp, Parker spoke softly, "I'm going to go. I have something to do, are…..are you going to be ok?" Parker hesitated before asking, she didn't want to be remotely close to Brooke. She didn't want to be in the same room as her. She couldn't be in the same room as her, but at the same time, she wanted nothing more than to take the blonde in her arms and hold her close. She wanted to feel the weight of the whitelighter in her arms as she kissed her senseless, she wanted to….'NO! STOP IT PARKER! THIS ISN'T YOUR BROOKE! YOUR BROOKE'S D…' Parker stopped her thoughts before she could complete, she had never said that word out loud or in her mind and she wasn't going to start now.

"I'll be fine," Brooke murmured; her eyes never straying from the window.

Parker sighed before concentrating on the underworld, a clear picture of where she wanted to go, and not a moment later, she felt the familiar feeling of her projection power washing over her before she projected out of the Halliwell attic and into the underworld.

Parker took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. She couldn't wait to find a group of demons, preferably a hive. They wouldn't know what had hit them. First, she needed to go and see a demon about some souls, and she knew just the demon to go and see.

"Look, I can't tell you anything else because I don't know anything more about it! Parks is the one who delved into that particular area of magic, not me!" Chris exclaimed as he stood at the bottom of the stairs, arms crossed over his chest defensively and his feet slightly apart, ready for an offensive at a moment's notice.

"How come I'm finding what you're telling me hard to believe? I don't doubt that Parker knows more than you about this, but I think you're still holding something back from us. You're hiding something," Mel said with slight anger, but it was washed away as she took in Chris's posture. A moment ago, he had been standing defensively, but now his arms were hanging by his sides, his shoulders were slumped, and his head was bowed. He looked defeated.

"Look, yes, I am holding something back from you, but I have a good reason for doing so. When Parks comes back, then I'll most likely tell you, but until then you're going to have to be patient," the brunette whitelighter told them, leaving the others in silence.

They were shocked that this Chris sounded so tired of it all, but then they all came to their senses.

"Ok, I may not like being kept in the dark about this, but if you say you're going to tell us after Parker gets back, then I'll agree to keep quiet for now," Wyatt assured him and didn't miss the way Chris's lips twitched upwards as he looked at the twice-blessed but didn't mention it.

"Wait! Where did Parker go?" Phoebe questioned a little frantically as her eyes searched around for Parker but found she wasn't there.

"Uhh, Aunt Phoebe, she disappeared upstairs about ten minutes ago," Patience declared to her favorite aunt.

"I know that, but the way Chris spoke, it was like she wasn't even in this house," Phoebe replied to her youngest niece; making them all turn their attention back to Chris once again, who scratched the back of his neck absent mindedly.

"That's because she's not. She's gone to get some information from someone," Chris said quietly,

"And when you say someone, you mean demon," Mel stated, and Chris's answer was a mere nod of his head.

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