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Rogue's POV

I felt an airy feeling flow through me, like stress was vanishing from my body. I felt like nothing would be better then to answer all the sisters questions.

"Rogue, get a hold on yourself," said Logan's mind voice, which sounded scared. Why would he be scared? I was fine.

"The spell's making you lower your guard," said Chris sternly,"Think about Wyatt."

Wyatt! I felt a rush of panic as I realized how vulnerable I had been for those few seconds. The sisters could have asked me anything, and I would have answered. I could have destroyed the Future.

"You good, kid?" asked Logan.

"Yeah.",I answered, feeling more like myself, but the airy feeling was still there. "How do I keep control?"

"Just remember what you have to do," said Chris, "Focus."

Focus. Okay. I focused on the sisters sitting in front of me. They all looked calmer, but just slightly. Piper looked fiercest, like she thought I was setting a trap. Phoebe looked cautious and slightly nervous. Paige looked determined. I swallowed; my mouth feeling suddenly dry.

"Why do your eyes keep doing that?" asked Paige, "Dilating."

"Chris? Logan?" I asked, wondering whether I should answer or not. I knew that whatever I said would come out the truth.

"Be as truthful as you can," said Chris, "It'll make any lies more believable."

"Lies?" asked Logan, "They cast a truth spell."

"There's always a loophole somewhere," said Chris, "I just need to find it."

"My eyes dilate whenever I talk to Chris or Logan with our mental connection," said, looking at the sisters to see their reactions. Phoebe looked like she might have suspected that all along. Paige and Piper looked less then happy. I told this to Chris and Logan.

"Can you send us a picture?" asked Chris, "Show us what you see?"

"Like a video feed?" I asked.

"Exactly." said Chris. I focused on my connection to Chris and Logan and showed them what I saw. I felt both of their awe, and smiled inside.

"So they're listening to everything we say?" asked Piper.

"Yes." I said. The word popped out as soon as I opened my mouth. I saw Piper tense up in fury, and Phoebe and Paige looked angry too, like they were being spied on.

"What is Chris's connection to Wyatt?" asked Paige, tension crackling through her voice.

"Think of the Future!" said Logan suddenly. I did, thinking how Chris was Wyatt's brother.

I opened my mouth. "Future consequences," I said, and hid my smile of relief.

"The loophole," said Logan, "If the answer has the Future in it she doesn't have to answer."

"And truth is only what you believe is true." said Chris, and I felt his mental nod. "So whenever you don't want to answer a question, think of the Future."

"How could that have consequences?" demanded Phoebe.

"Future--" I started to say, but Piper cut me off.

"What do you want with Wyatt?" asked Piper.

"Chris?" I said, not knowing how to answer. I couldn't tell them that Wyatt turns Evil, they wouldn't want anything to do with me. They might not believe me, even under truth spell.

"To save him from Evil," he said quickly, "Say we want to save him from Evil."

"We want to save Wyatt from Evil," I said, happy that my words didn't betray me. I was afraid the truth spell would have made me answer something else.

"Why'd it work?" asked Logan.

"The truth is never black and white," sad Chris, "You can rearrange words to mean almost anything while still giving an honest answer."

"Handy."said Logan, his version of a complement. I felt Chris' mental smile.

"You don't wanna hurt him?" asked Piper suspiciously.

"We never did," I said, "We just want to protect him."

"Why?" asked Piper, "Why is he so important to you? You don't even know him."

"He's important to me because he's important to Chris," I said, covering my mouth in horror when I realized what I was saying. It was too late. The damage was done.

"Why is he important to Chris?" asked Paige.

"And why do you even care about Chris?" asked Phoebe, "You only met him a day ago."

I felt like my world was spinning out of control. How was I supposed to answer this? "Focus!" said Logan, "Don't mess this up, kid. You can fix it."

"Think of the Future," said Chris, "Just tell them that Wyatt and I were very close."

"Chris and Wyatt were close." I said, "And I care about Chris because of the mental connection."

"What do you mean?" asked Phoebe.

"When Logan, Chris, and I made the mental connection we showed each other our memories." I paused. I was revealing this on my own. Should I really be trusting the sisters with this? I looked at them, and decided to continue. "I saw the Future, and I saw what Chris went through. I know why he wants to save Wyatt, and Logan and I both have to help him. All three of us are so interlinked with our minds that we'd be willing to do anything to help one another."

"Why didn't you get rid of the connection after you saw each others memories?" asked Paige.

"And why did you show each other your memories?" asked Piper.

"We showed each other our memories so we could trust each other. After we did, we couldn't get rid of the connection. We joined minds. If we got rid of it, it would be like losing part of ourselves." I said, just letting the words come out, and realizing that they were true. If I lost my connection to Chris or Logan, I wouldn't be able to handle it. Part of me would die.

"It won't come to that," said Chris firmly, "We'll find a way."

"I'm not going anywhere, kid," said Logan, and I felt better for their reassurances.

"What about the prophecy?" asked Paige.

"Huh?" I asked, momentarily confused.

"Leo said the Elders had a prophecy about you that means you could be a threat to Wyatt." said Piper.

I felt hurt, but I ignored the feeling as I felt Chris ask a question."Did they write it down?" asked Chris.

"Did you write it down?" I asked, "Chris wants to see it."

Phoebe, Paige, and Piper looked at each other. They somehow reached an agreement, because Phoebe took out a folded up piece of paper. She held it out to me. "Leo wrote it down for us," she said.

"Chris doesn't know anything about the prophecy?" asked Piper as I took the folded sheet.

"No," I said. I opened up the paper and showed it to Chris and Logan through our connection, along with reading it to myself.

'The one who is alone with iron allies will come
And she will be both old and young,
Suspects are a farce The true enemy is of other making
She will change the Past and all that follows
Projecting her wish onto the world of the Twice Blessed.
And she must choose her path
Though she will have hidden aid
And will seem to be a Rogue
Though her heart is as pure as her mark of shame.'

I blinked, confused. What did that mean? "What the hell does that mean?" asked Logan.

"What does Chris think it means?" asked Phoebe.

"I'm not sure yet." I said.

"Iron allies," said Chris,mulling things over. "Could that be you, Logan?"

"Nah," said Logan, "My claws are made of adamantium, not iron."

"The next part," I said, "It means the sisters would suspect us, but that the enemy is someone else."

"Got to," said Chris.

"The part about other making, could it mean Pyro?" asked Logan.

"Or that Pyro is working with the enemy?" I asked.

"I'm not sure," said Chris. "But the next line makes sense. She will change the Past. Past with a capital 'P'. That means this timeline, so Rogue is going to change something in the timeline."

"What about hidden aid, and choosing my path?" I asked.

"I don't know about hidden aid, but everyone has to choose their path sometime." said Logan with a mental shrug.

"What's your mark of shame?" Chris asked me.

I thought about it. "I'm not really sure. Maybe my gloves?"

"That doesn't make sense," said Logan.

"Logan's right. Whatever it is, it's something permanent." said Chris.

"I just don't know." I said, feeling weary. This whole situation sucked.

"Well?" I heard the spoken voice of a very impatient Piper. I snapped back, focusing once more on the sisters.

I sighed. "Could Chris and Logan just come here?" I asked. It would make things a lot easier then they were now, and maybe it would help close the breach between us and the sisters.

Piper, Phoebe and Paige looked at each other. "Can we trust them?" asked Piper.

"Ask Chris and Logan what they would do if they came here," Phoebe told me. She turned to Piper, "She'll answer honestly, and then we'll decide."

I asked. "We would just talk, no magic." said Chris.

"Unless they used it on us first," said Logan grimly.

I told their answers to the sisters. Phoebe nodded. "I'm okay with it. We need to work out the prophecy." she turned to her sisters, "Paige? Piper?"

"I guess I'm good too," said Paige.

"Call them." said Piper. I felt nervous, noticing that the sisters had never let go of their potion vials. Piper looked battle-tense, and Paige looked grim. I felt nervous and swallowed.

"You won't hurt them?" I asked, wondering whether them coming was such a good idea.

"We won't." said Piper.

"Not unless they attack us first." said Paige.

"They won't," I said, as I reached out to Chris and Logan. "They said you can come, but be careful."

The next second I felt Chris and Logan's recognition, and I felt them orb. White lights appeared in the room, and when the lights faded I saw Chris and Logan standing next to me.

"Hello again," I tried to joke as I stood up, but it didn't feel right. I gave Chris the prophecy and he read it in silence. I could sense him trying to figure it out. I looked at the sisters and saw that they were all glaring at Chris, who was promptly ignoring them. I still felt his pain at their anger.

"Wonder why Leo's not here," Logan thought to me, privately so as not to disturb Chris.

"He's Up There, with Wyatt." I responded. Logan gave me a mental snort.

"So, what do you think it means?" asked Phoebe.

"Rogue, don't answer their questions unless they're directed at you," said Chris, "Logan and I can still lie."

I felt Logan's mental smirk, and had to work to keep from smiling. "We're not sure," said Logan, back in business mode, "What doyou think it means?"

"We thought you had a guess." said Paige. She looked like she was starting to get angry.

"Yeah," said Chris, "But prophecies are tricky. Nothing's for sure."

"We thought you wanted to come here so you could tell us what you knew about the prophecy," accused Piper.

Through my connection, I felt Chris hold in a sigh. The sisters were still looking at him like he was a threat.

"He's not a threat to you," I said, the truth spell still in effect, "He would protect you with his life."

"Rogue!" Chris mind-spoke in panic.

"What?" said Piper.

I followed my instinct and kept talking. "You have to trust him, he'd do anything for all of you."

"What are you doing?" demanded Chris. "Are you trying to blow my cover?"

"Lay off, Chris," said Logan. "She's getting the sisters to trust you, so shut up and act like a good little witchlighter."

I felt Chris's chagrin, but he stopped panicking. "Why are you telling us this?" asked Phoebe.

"Because I'm still under the truth spell. I'm being completely honest with you, the spell wouldn't let me do anything else. And this is the only chance I have of getting you to trust us." I took a step closer to the sisters. "All of us would be willing to risk ourselves to help you and Wyatt. Please, believe us."

I looked into the sisters eyes and saw that finally, their mistrust was fading. They believed me because magic wouldn't let me lie. They looked at Logan and Chris, and their gazes softened.

"Okay," said Piper with a nod, "We trust you."

"All of you," said Phoebe.

"Just one thing," said Paige, "If we're gonna work together to figure out the prophecy, as I assume we are, you guys can't hide things from us with your telepathy. You have to be open with us. We won't stick into your business--"

"-- at least not too much," said Phoebe lightly.

"--But you also can't keep non-Future related secrets from us. We have to work together. Okay?"

I nodded. "Okay." I sent a relieved mental voice to Chris and Logan. "It worked!" I felt Logan's mental smirk, and also a proud smile for me.

"You did good," he said.

"Thank you," said Chris, and the feeling he put into those two words was of such hope and gratitude that I didn't know what to say. I was overwhelmed by his emotions.

"Now can you take the truth spell off her?" asked Logan.

"Oh! Right," said Phoebe. She took a deep breath and then said dramatically, "The counter spell is said."

I felt a warmth as the truth spell left me. I felt more aware, and better overall. But that was a weird counter spell.

"What kind of counter spell was that?" demanded Piper, looking at Phoebe wide-eyed.

"Well we needed a spell in a hurry and I wasn't gonna waste time making up a long counter spell," said Phoebe defensively. Chris smiled, and had to struggle to contain his laughter. Paige and I smiled, and even Logan was wearing a small grin. The ice had been broken; Logan, Chris and I had the sisters on our side again.

Chris's POV

"So, what do we do about the prophecy?" asked Logan, and the mood immediately turned somber again.

I ran my hand through my hair, thinking. "Maybe the Seer?" I asked out loud. I was really going to try not to hide anything more then I had to from Piper, Phoebe, and Paige from now on. Unless I really had too.

"Can we trust her?" asked Logan.

"No, but she's our best bet right now," I said.

"A demon?" asked Paige.

"A contact," I said, seeing her suspicion reenter her eyes, "It's the best way to find out what's going on with the demons. She doesn't know anything. She just thinks I'm betraying you, so she helps me."

Thankfully, I noticed that thanks to Rogue's confession under truth spell, the sisters didn't look suspicious of me. At least not too much.

"Playing the double agent?" asked Phoebe.

"Best way to get news," I said, "Even Elders have demon contacts sometimes." Phoebe nodded, digesting this news for later.

"Is she strong?" asked Piper.

"Yes," I said, "And I don't want us to kill her if we can avoid it. She's one of the only reliable Seers left in the Underworld."

"Well, we're coming with you," said Piper.

"No," said Logan, coming to my defense. "She thinks he's betraying you. He has to go alone."

Piper looked like she was about to argue, but didn't. "Okay," she said after an awkward pause. "Just take these potions with you. She probably has a darklighter crossbow somewhere." and she handed me the small bag filled with the potions they had made for Logan, Rogue, and I.

"Thanks," I said, wishing I had been able to complete what I wanted to say. Thanks, mom. I sighed and orbed to the Seer's lair, the prophecy folded in my hand and the potions in my pocket.

I reformed in her lair, and looked around. She wasn't standing by her pool. "Seer?" I called. There was no answer for a moment, and then she shimmered in.

"Sorry," she said, not sounding sorry at all, "I was with a client." She sounded so human, it was unusual.

"You do prophecies?" I asked, and she nodded.

"I do. But they're never as accurate as a premonition. Prophecies usually have hidden meanings." she said. I knew she would want something in return for reading the prophecy.

"You'll be rewarded," I said as I walked over to her and handed her the prophecy. "What does this mean?"

She took the prophecy and read it quickly. "I'm not sure." she said, and I gave her a threatening glare. "Prophecies are tricky," she said again, turning around and walking to a shelf in her layer, her back towards me.

She looked like she was looking for something. Suddenly she turned around and I saw a darklighter crossbow in her hand with an arrow already inside it. I rolled to my left and crouched, dodging the arrow she fired. I reached into my pocket and cocked my arm, ready to throw the knockout potion at her when I felt a fiery pain in my shoulder. I gasped in pain, dropped the potion in reflex, and grabbed at my shoulder with my other arm. I turned around and I felt another pain in my arm, though not as severe as the first one. I fell onto my side, onto the shoulder without the arrow in it. I was getting dizzy. It felt like poison, but not the usual darklighter kind, had been on the arrow.

"Rogue! Logan!" I cried out with my mind. I heard them answer, but I couldn't recognize what they were saying. I felt so dizzy, so tired. I tried to reach for another potion in my pocket, but someone put their hand in my pocket and took out the potion bag. I tried to sit up, and couldn't. I fell into blackness.

Seer's POV

The whitelighter fell unconscious, and I turned to the demon I'd made the deal with. He said his name was Gorgog.

"Are you sure this is a smart plan?" I asked, "The Charmed Ones will come to reclaim him. And to vanquish you."

"I nearly killed them before, they're no threat to me." said Gorgog, looking down at the whitelighter. "But that's not your concern," he said, turning to me, "Figure out that prophecy. If you do, the Twice Blessed Child will soon be under our control."

"It tells of the Child's weakness?" I asked, unimpressed but curious. Demons tried to kill the Twice Blessed every other week.

"It does," said Gorgog. "And my master needs to know what it is. Find out." he turned back to the whitelighter. He snapped his fingers and a lower level demon appeared. "Take the whitelighter to the chamber, but leave his jacket here." he said, and by the way he said chamber, I knew he meant torture room. "You can have fun with him when the witches are dead."

The demon bowed and shimmered out with the whitelighter. Gorgog turned to me. "Send the Charmed Ones to me, but only if they have a girl with white and brown hair." he ordered.

"Sure thing," I said casually, "As long as they don't kill me first." I knew they wouldn't. I'd seen my death, and it wasn't them who killed me. Gorgog didn't know that though, and I wanted to be sure I got my reward. "This'd better be worth my while." I said.

He smiled evilly. "It will be." he flicked his lighters, and flamed out. For a moment, I felt a sense of regret. That whitelighter had been interesting. It was almost sad to think about what Gorgog wanted to do to him. Maybe I'd help him if Gorgog bothered me too much. I shrugged. Maybe. I threw down the crossbow I'd been holding, and returning to my pool, seeing what was to come.

Logan's POV

"Rogue! Logan!" I heard Chris's metal scream in my mind and jumped up, my claws coming out on instinct. I regained control and retracted them, and walked over to Paige with Rogue close behind me.

"Chris is in trouble orb us to him now," I said, holding out my hand."Keep fighting," I sent to him, "Don't stop fighting."

"We're coming, Chris," said Rogue,"Just hold on."

"I can't orb if I don't know where he is," she said.

"What?" I said, my voice coming out as a snarl. "He's been attacked." I felt sympathy pain in my shoulder and arm where I knew Chris had been hurt.

"He's badly hurt, you have to orb us to him," said Rogue. Suddenly we both felt his mind go silent.

"No," whispered Rogue, afraid he was dead. I was too. I reached out with my mind, and felt a twitch. Not of thought, but of pain.

"Unconscious," I told her. I turned to Paige, "Orb us now!"

"I have to find out where he is first," she said walking to the map in the attic and picking up a crystal, "I'll scry for him."

I paced restlessly, letting my claws come out. I felt like I had to do something! What Rogue said before was right. I wouldn't be able to handle it if Chris died. Rogue was picking up potions from around the room. When she was done she stood, anxiously swaying from side to side.

"Dammit, can't you go any faster?!" I exploded after a minute.

"Scrying takes time," said Piper, but she looked worried.

I paced faster, feeling useless. Through my connection with Chris I felt that pain was spreading throughout his body. It was excruciating and I knew it must be some type of poison. Why couldn't they hurry?

Suddenly Paige stood up, "Got him," she said. Rogue and I walked over to her, reaching her first. I took Paige's hand, and Piper and Phoebe took Rogue's and my other hand.

"Orb!" I said, and she did.

We reformed in a cave with a pool of water in the middle of it. The water was covered by fog, and there were several shelves filled with various potions, ingredients and weapons. But I didn't care. I inhaled, smelling the air. I smelled poison, Chris's blood, and the scent I'd come to associate with demons. I also smelled Pyro. I inhaled again, focusing on Chris's blood scent. It was weak. That meant he wasn't here, or at least not in this room. I let go of Paige's and Piper's hands.

"Chris?" Rogue reached out with her mind. I sniffed the air twice, following the smell of Chris's blood. I was dimly aware of the sisters and Rogue spreading out to look for Chris.

"Where is he?" asked Paige softly.

"Chris?" Phoebe tried to yell and whisper at the same time.

I crouched on the ground, following the scent on blood. I saw a small pool of blood. I put my two first fingers in it and sniffed. Chris's blood. I followed the trail, which led to a bloody jacket, which had Chris's smell. The smell ended there. Suddenly the truth dawned on me.

"It's a trap," I said softly, not sure if there wasn't anyone else in the cavern aside from Rogue, the sisters and I. I extended my claws and walked back to Paige. "Orb us away. Now." I said.

I looked around for the other sisters, but they were at the far end of the room with Rogue. "Rogue, we have to get out of here, now."

I saw Rogue tell the sisters my message. I turned to Paige. "Come." I said as I grabbed her wrist being careful to avoid cutting her with my claws. She didn't protest, maybe she sensed the danger. Paige, Rogue, Piper, Phoebe, and I started to walk towards each other, when a demon shimmered in in front of us.

I let go of Paige and ran towards the she-demon, who had Chris's smell on her. I jumped, preparing to let my claws slide through her chest, when she shimmered out. I rolled as I landed on the ground and stood up, alert, listening to as much as I could.

The demon shimmered in about twelve feet away from Phoebe, who she was closest to. Phoebe let out a sound of surprise, and levitated, kicking at the she-demon who was wearing a purple cape. The demon caught Phoebe's foot and pulled her down from the air. I was running flat out towards the demon.

"Rogue, get Piper's powers!" I managed to send to her before I got a rush of adrenaline in my veins. Rogue had to be protected.

The demon had Phoebe on the ground flat on her back, and she held a long knife to Phoebe's throat, pressing hard enough into it to draw blood. She was crouching very close to Phoebe's face on the ground. She gave me a glare, and I stopped running. I smelled around, looking for a scent of wood, so I could throw something at her.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you," she said smugly. Piper's hands had been raised, ready to blow up the demon, but she couldn't without risking blowing up Phoebe. I felt pain throughout my entire body, and felt Rogue's acknowledgment of the same thing. Chris was getting worse.

"Rogue, borrow Paige's powers and orb the demon away." I said. I felt Rogue touch Paige, and heard her whisper, "Demon," but the power wasn't working.

"Sorry," said the demon, not sounding sorry at all. "Took an anti-orb potion earlier. Now I believe your looking for a whitelighter, right? Tall, brown haired, annoying, I think his name was Chris?"

"What do you want?" I asked, wanting to tear her limb from limb as my anger, fear and pain pushed to the forefront of my mind.

She smiled. "A deal."

Ok people what'd you think? Chris gets captured, the Seer has Phoebe at knife point, and the sisters now trust Rogue and Logan. A good chapter, no? Tell me what you think of the chappie, and what you think will happen next. Review!