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Dealing With Death

Chapter 25: We Need to Train for this One.

Wyatt finally awoke the next morning, well more like afternoon. He could remember everything from last night. Some birthday that was, he thought to himself as he climbed out of the bed and walked into the hallway. He was surprised to find his body was in no pain. Usually when he was healed from a darklighter arrow, he could still feel where it had been the next day, but this was like it had never been there, just the memory of it. Amazed at how his body had forgotten the pain it was this morning, he walked down the stairs to see his brother and sister on the couch, watching a movie.

"What you watching?" He asked, not recognising the film, and then realised that the Phoenix was on the couch too, leaning on Chris, while they laughed at an attempt at a stunt.

"The old Jackass movie," Chris replied looking at Wyatt, "How you feeling? You want something to eat? Melinda will fix it up for you."

"Hey!"

Wyatt chuckled, he was glad to see the usual sibling banter had not changed from the experience last night.

"It's ok, I'll get something in a minute. I'm going to get a shower first."

"Good, because you smell." Melinda smiled at her brother, as he made his way back to the stairs.

"What do you want, Wyatt? I'll have it ready for you."

Wyatt turned to see his brother starting to get up.

"You've done enough Chris," Wyatt answered, "You healed me after all. I'll get something after my shower." But he could see the frustration in his brother's eyes, "Don't cause anymore thunder storms, Chris." The Twice Blessed warned, walking back up the stairs and into the bathroom. He looked at his face through the mirror, he could see bags under his eyes, but that did not matter, he was alive that's all that did matter.

Chris was sitting back on the couch, watching Johnny Knoxville doing yet another stupid stunt. It amazed him that a group of grown men could do something so stupid, but it was hilarious to watch.

"Are you going to talk to Wyatt?" he heard Bianca ask, as they came to the end of the movie.

"About what?"

"Me, us, the demon." Chris sighed. He would need to talk to Wyatt, but how did he tell him that he was now dating an assassin witch? Troy had already called her a demonic bitch, and he had heard Wyatt call her that before, he thought she was evil, but when she could have killed him she did not. Chris had decided that if the Book of Shadows trusted her then he should, but would need to talk to Wyatt about it. Although he did not seem too bothered about her being on the couch a couple of minutes ago.

"Yeah, I'll talk to him about us."

"What about Garlov?"

"Can I give him chance to recover?"

Bianca looked to the floor, ashamed that she had wanted to vanquish this future evil. She had been pulled to the good side of the fight, and the thought of a no demon future sounded good, especially after what had happened in the early hours of this morning. She had found out Chris was falling for her, and that made her happy and loved, something she had not felt since her mother had been vanquished.

"Who's Garlov?" Melinda asked from the chair, as she stood up to get a drink.

"A demon, one that me and Wyatt are gonna have to go after." Chris stated, looking at his 16-year-old sister as she walked towards the kitchen.

"Can I come?" But Melinda knew the answer. She was never allowed to go on demon vanquishes. Wyatt and Chris had grown too protective of her, yet Chris did say to her to create the power of three if something happened to Chris…if something happened to him, nothing had so there would be no power of three.

"We're not ready to face this one, Mel."

Melinda made a face of 'Oh' and left he room, leaving Chris and Bianca alone.

"What are you exactly going to tell him?"

"What are you exactly going to tell who?" Wyatt asked as he walked back down the stairs from his shower. He was now fully dressed, but his hair was still wet. Chris looked around to see the Twice Blessed sitting down on the chair that Melinda had been sat in, and then looked at Bianca. As he turned back to Wyatt, he was biting his lower lip.

"Well, me and Bianca, we're well, dating. I know what you're going to say, Wyatt…she tried to kill me, but…"

"No, actually I was going to say great!" Wyatt cut in, after she had sat by his side earlier and been there for Chris, he had warmed to her. Yes, he remembered the first time they met, but she had proved herself over the past few weeks. She had fought with Wyatt now on two occasions, and the one time he was weakened enough for her to kill him, she did not. Wyatt could see his brother's and the Phoenix's stumped looks. Neither of them knew what to say so Wyatt carried on, "You fought by our side last night, and when you could kill me, you didn't. I think I can deal with you being in the house and dating my brother. But if you do hurt him, trust me I will kill you."

Bianca knew that the Twice Blessed was not lying, but she was not going to hurt his baby brother, she would never dream of hurting Chris.

"There's something else, Wyatt…" Chris started, to get the attention back to the problems, "There's a demon, from the future. Garlov. I've been getting the information from him and I think we have enough to take him…"

"Well, let's go."

"We need to train, Wyatt. This isn't one of those demons that we can just go and vanquish. He's from the future, he knows us. We took out all of his kind, we took out most demons, he's studied us so we need to really train for this one."

Wyatt knew his brother was serious. He would not bring up the training idea unless it was needed.

"How can we train? Phoebe taught us martial arts…"

"I can," Bianca offered, "I've been learning all my life, it's part of a phoenix thing. Anything you need."

"Sword fighting?" Wyatt asked, thinking about Excalibur. He had not needed to use that within the three years that he had finally de-stoned it. Three years yesterday, on his 18th birthday. Seeing Bianca nod her head, he knew he would have a chance to finally train with it, since he would probably need it, if this demon was as powerful as Chris had implied.

"We can set up the basement," Chris said, "We can get Melinda and Pru involved too, just in case they need to help us out."

"Our baby sister is not helping out."

"In case we need her Wyatt. You never know."

At that, Wyatt agreed. He knew Chris was right, even if he did not want to see his baby sister getting caught up in one of the most dangerous demon fights they would ever be involved in.

"When do we get started?"

Chris ducked, just in time for the leg to swing over his head, and then kicked his leg out, tripping the opponent up. He pinned his opponent to the ground, and looked into her eyes. As he pinned her arms above her head with one arm, he let his other arm trail down her body.

"Chris, we're meant to be training." Bianca smiled, as she closed her eyes at the pleasure Chris was sending through her. It had been a week since Wyatt's unforgettable birthday, and the brothers had wanted to get to training as soon as they could, but training could take a little break could it not?

"I am training…" Chris whispered as he kissed her gently, but then felt himself being rolled over, and Bianca climbing on top of him. As she sat on top of him, he admired, once more that day, her training gear. She was simply in a black training bra and black sweats. She had still not got out of the habit of wearing all black, although she did not seem to wear the leather as much, and if she could not wear black it was red.

He pulled her body closer to him, so she was leaning over him, their mouths almost touching again.

"If this is training, I hate to know what actual demon fighting was." Both of the lovebirds turned their heads to see Wyatt sat on the bottom step of the basement, only in sweats. Bianca quickly stood up, allowing the 19-year-old Witch-Elder to stand up, who was also only in sweats.

"Is Mel coming down?" Chris asked. He and Bianca had been training all day while Wyatt was at the club and Melinda was at some high school thing.

"Yeah, in a bit," Wyatt nodded and stood up, "So how much has she beaten you?"

"Actually, I distracted her." Chris smiled as he headed for the steps, "I'm just going to grab another drink." And Chris picked up a water bottle and walked up the stairs.

Wyatt looked at the Phoenix, for the first time admiring her body, then he kicked himself. She was Chris' girlfriend, and this was how it all happen with Lisa. Wyatt started admiring her body, she admired his and they went from there. But Bianca would not do that to Chris, would she? It was not all Wyatt's fault that Chris' ex had slept with him, Lisa could have stopped at anytime. But his current girlfriend would not do that, right? She would not cheat on Chris, especially not with his own brother.

"Wyatt, are you ok?" Bianca asked, seeing that Wyatt had gone off into his own world.

"Sure, do you want to train while we're waiting for Chris to get back?"

Chris had just stepped back into the basement to see his brother and girlfriend battling. They looked like they were actually battling each other, rather than training, which made Chris wonder whether Wyatt was using his anger from the other week over Bianca being in the house and evil while he trained. Suddenly Wyatt went flying into the wall.

"Crap! Wyatt, sorry I didn't mean to!" Bianca called out to the Twice Blessed, while all Chris could do was laugh. He could see the shock in Wyatt's eyes as he flew through the air, something he had not seen in a long time.

"He'll be fine, B, don't worry about it." He could see Bianca glaring at him, so walked to her and rubbed her shoulders, "Trust me, he'll be fine."

"I'm ok!" Wyatt called from he floor after an 'ow' and then stood up, "See, I'm ok. But I'll get you back for that."

"Really?" Bianca asked with a smile on her face, but the smile disappeared when they heard Melinda call for them from upstairs.

Wyatt and Chris instinctively orbed out to protect their little sister, leaving Bianca alone, but she shimmered afterwards.

Chris had orbed upstairs, neither brother had time to sense for her, but they had had an arrangement. Chris would check upstairs and Wyatt would check downstairs. He looked around the hallway and called out for Melinda, but there was nobody up here. Then he heard the call again, coming from downstairs.

He got to the top of the stairs just in time to see Wyatt throw the demon telekinetically through the air, into the wall on the staircase.

"Chris, take care of the demon, Melinda's hurt."

This time Chris telekinetically sent the demon flying into the wall in front of him, and then shot him with Elder blots, the demon was vanquished almost immediately.

"What did he want?" Chris called out as he got to the bottom of the stairs, to see Bianca had watched him. He could see Wyatt and Melinda coming out of the conservatory.

"I don't know," Melinda shook her head, "He just said 'Hello Witch' and threw me through the wall.

"That was Sterous," Bianca whispered to the Halliwells in the room, "He was a powerful demon, he shouldn't have been that easy to vanquish, Chris."

Chris shared the same worried look that Bianca had, and he knew Wyatt also had that look. A powerful demon that was easy to vanquish was never a good thing, it always meant more trouble.

ok there's another chapter. I know not much there but it's just a little bridge to my next chapter, which won't be long, I'm just going to give people a chance to read this.