She looked at the clock, "Thirty minutes." she whispered to no one in
general.
"Soon, you won't care what time it is." he smiled down on her.
"I can't believe it's almost over," she said.
"Well, you better start believing it."
She laughed and kissed him slowly. Enjoying every moment of it as she ran her hands through his silky dark brown hair. It had been forever since she had enjoyed a kiss. Since, she hadn't had to worry about dying.
Unbeknownst to them there was someone else in the house and he as watching them angrily at that very moment. He had Wyatt's face and his body but he was none other then Andrew.
He had come back for his bride and he would have her this time.
He was pissed too.
After all his planning to get back to her, he had to see this happen all over again. His very brother was taking the girl he loved all over again. What was wrong with this picture? Oh, yeah, it should be him she was kissing not his brother.
Was this fate laughing at him?
He had made a spell to bring him back to her when she would be the most susceptible to him again and then his very brother was wrecking his whole plan to get her back by trying to steal her away for himself all over again.
He watched as they kissed.
He saw her face calming and enjoying his lips on hers.
She'd been like that with him once before. Before his brother had interfered. That was all he knew how to do was interfere and take what was Andrew's. He'd end that soon.
He'd make sure his brother would see her turn evil with him. He'd make sure he suffered by seeing her change right before his eyes, and when she kissed him instead of his brother he'd make sure it was the last thing his brother ever saw.
He smiled capriciously.
Fate wouldn't be on his brother's side once this was over.
Andrew stepped into the room clearing his throat to announce his presence to the happy couple making him sick at the moment. He leaned against the doorframe. If he got any closer to the happy couple he would tear out his brothers beating heart.
Chris turned to his brother and smiled instantly. "Wyatt, you're back. Great."
Poor ignorant brother. He really didn't see what was coming. He smiled at his brother, a smile that looked on the outside like it was in welcoming, but inside he felt the murderous rage caving in.
He was really going to enjoy this. He hadn't had enough time in his last lifetime to torture his brother for taking the woman he loved away from him. The only time he'd been willing to take was to kill him. Times had changed though. Lives had changed and he had been dead for too long to know timing was everything. Especially, with revenge and his brother's death, and getting her to love him all over again.
He had all the time in the world in this life for the last one.
He looked over at Valerie. Her name was Victoria now, and it suited her far better then Valerie ever had.
She was even more beautiful in this life if that were possible. He had to admit he had never been one for blonds, but now her reddish-brown hair suited her well. Her eyes were still the same violet-blue that they always had been and right at that moment they looked slightly hazel in the light. She had never lost her beautiful eyes. He guessed what they said was true about eyes being the portals to the soul.
He couldn't believe he was finally standing there with her. He couldn't believe how a little time could change someone. Instead of her old brightly colored flappers dresses that made her look like an innocent water nymph, she wore dark colors now. These colors together along with her dark glittering eyes he liked on her so much better. No longer did she look innocent to the world, breakable to him, and angelic. Now, she looked devilish, gothic, and a bit like a mischievous fairy.
He liked her far better in this life.
As he looked at her his smile grew. He saw the slight shiver go through her body as his smile touched his eyes victoriously. She knew. In every lifetime, she knew who he was. Now, she knew he had come for her.
"Hey, where's mom and the aunts?" Chris asked, when they didn't show up behind Andrew.
Andrew had to smile at that. He was so gullible. His brother couldn't even tell that he was a stranger standing in front of him that would very much like to kill him. He laughed lightly remembering what he had done to the Charmed Ones.
When they'd taken his hand to leave together and go back to the Manor, he had dropped them off alright. He had dropped Paige off inside a mausoleum that was magic proof that was barred to anyone getting in as well as out and then he'd put Piper and Phoebe in his old grave with his skeleton. He'd also added a few pounds of dirt on top of them to keep them distracted for awhile.
That was if they ever found a way out.
Of course, he doubted that. But, from time to time, he was mildly surprised by people. So, he didn't chalk them off the board just yet. Time would tell. It would tell a lot of things.
"Chris, that's not Wyatt." Victoria informed him in a hard voice as she slowly backed up.
"What?" Chris asked, looking back at her in confusion.
In the instant that Chris was turned away from Andrew he took control of the situation. He telekinetically threw Chris up against the wall as hard as he could so he could take him out of the picture for now. "Why is it in every life you are always trying to take what is mine?"
"Chris!" Victoria screamed as he bounced off the wall and fell into a hap hazardous position on the floor groaning weakly.
Before she could even get to Chris, Andrew had blinked straight over to her to take her in his arms from behind. It felt good to have her in his arms again. He laughed greedily at how quickly everything seemed to be falling into place. She tried to pull away, but he wouldn't let her. "Not this time."
She quickly threw him back from her telekinetically. He flew against the wall instantly getting to his feet, wiping himself off, and laughing like he was the unstoppable Terminator.
He knew one thing that was making him a very happy man. She was willing to use her powers to kill in this life. What a great achievement from the last.
She quickly flew over to Chris to see if he was okay. He groaned again louder as his head moved. He was hurt badly. Victoria looked down at him putting his bleeding head on her knee. She felt the blood over her fingertips from a deep cut in the back of his head. She looked up for the reason and saw it.
An old picture had been taken down to be repaired, but the nail that had been holding it up was still there. Chris's head had made a hard contact with the nail when Andrew had thrown him against the wall. It was a surprise he hadn't been completely knocked out by the attack.
"Now is not the time, Chris. "she told him angrily. "Wake up! Do you hear me? Wake up before it's too late."
Andrew instantly started towards her. She threw up her hand instinctively to do the only thing that might protect them for the time it may have needed to wake Chris up. They both seriously needed to be fighting Andrew. So she tried to bargain with time as she threw up her red protective shield around them to keep Andrew out.
"You think that will hold me," he asked, amused to say the least.
"What did you do to them?" she asked, as she quickly pushed her and Chris a few feet farther away from him towards the wall as she looked for a weapon to use. Nothing came in handy. The closest thing was a vase. Like that would even make a dent.
He touched the red shield. It didn't bounce him back into the wall like it was supposed to. Instead it slowly started making ripples like water throughout it as she watched in fear. It wouldn't be long before he got to her.
"What else could I do with them? I was lucky enough to be in a cemetery. So, I buried them." he told her nonchalantly.
"What?" she asked. Somehow she wasn't surprised. It seemed like the best thing he could have done at the time. If she was cold -blooded enough to bury people alive she may have done the same thing. Hopefully, Chris was hearing this and could save them when her shield went down and Andrew had a hold of her. They were the only ones that could find them. Chris, she believed he could too, but his emotions and his condition would slow him down.
Now, when time was the only thing to worry about, she needed the Charmed Ones to figure out a way to kill Andrew and get Wyatt back.
"Don't worry about them. I don't have any need for them. I only came for you." he told her.
"How?"
He showed her the quartz crystal ring. "Remember this?"
"You bastard. You knew.."
"That sooner or later you would try to live and find me.. or the crappy version of me. Wyatt, I believe is the name I have know. What a loser. I can't believe I am playing on the good side in this lifetime. How idiotic is that?" he asked her, annoyed.
The shield slowly stopped rippling.
Now, it fragmented like red stained glass and then it sprayed around her. She protected her face with her hand and used her other hand to protect the fragments from hurting a defenseless, semi out of it Chris.
"Shit," she cried as she felt the shards of her shield fling themselves at her.
It was all the time that Andrew needed.
As soon as he was through her shield he roughly took a firm grasp of her arm and brought her up to him. Leaving, Chris to fall roughly on the floor as he pulled her away from him. He quickly carried her over the wreck that was Chris's body and stepped a few feet away into the light to see her better.
"You, however, have improved immensely," he told her kissing her neck.
She went to one of her last resorts. Her hand started sparking electricity, but it was too late. He took the hand sparking electricity and smiled. He kissed it lightly as the electricity bolt stopped. She didn't know how he had done it, but she knew one thing. She was done for.
"Let's get out of here, shall we?" he asked.
With the wave of his hand a portal that showered rainbow hues into the room was opened beside them.
"I'm not going anywhere with you," she said.
"I was planning on that." he replied.
Before she could react, he threw her head back and pored a small blue colored potion down her throat. She tried not to swallow the thick contents of the vial, but he quickly covered her mouth and nostrils with his hand. It was either stop breathing or drink the disgusting liquid.
She drank it.
As she did, Chris raised his head groggily, The instant he saw the portal just behind them he started to shakily get up to stop them. Andrew was waiting for him though. He took Chris in his grasp and pored the rest of the disgusting blue potion into his mouth as Chris tried to fight him off.
"Not now, brother. We'll resolve this later." Andrew informed him and then he let him collapse in a sleeping pile on the floor.
He quickly caught Victoria in his arms as she collapsed at the same time. "It's been so long, Victoria. I've been waiting for too long for this. I won't let you say no to me this time." he promised kissing her forehead lovingly.
Then, he quickly stepped into the portal before anyone else could come and interrupt their reunion.
"Soon, you won't care what time it is." he smiled down on her.
"I can't believe it's almost over," she said.
"Well, you better start believing it."
She laughed and kissed him slowly. Enjoying every moment of it as she ran her hands through his silky dark brown hair. It had been forever since she had enjoyed a kiss. Since, she hadn't had to worry about dying.
Unbeknownst to them there was someone else in the house and he as watching them angrily at that very moment. He had Wyatt's face and his body but he was none other then Andrew.
He had come back for his bride and he would have her this time.
He was pissed too.
After all his planning to get back to her, he had to see this happen all over again. His very brother was taking the girl he loved all over again. What was wrong with this picture? Oh, yeah, it should be him she was kissing not his brother.
Was this fate laughing at him?
He had made a spell to bring him back to her when she would be the most susceptible to him again and then his very brother was wrecking his whole plan to get her back by trying to steal her away for himself all over again.
He watched as they kissed.
He saw her face calming and enjoying his lips on hers.
She'd been like that with him once before. Before his brother had interfered. That was all he knew how to do was interfere and take what was Andrew's. He'd end that soon.
He'd make sure his brother would see her turn evil with him. He'd make sure he suffered by seeing her change right before his eyes, and when she kissed him instead of his brother he'd make sure it was the last thing his brother ever saw.
He smiled capriciously.
Fate wouldn't be on his brother's side once this was over.
Andrew stepped into the room clearing his throat to announce his presence to the happy couple making him sick at the moment. He leaned against the doorframe. If he got any closer to the happy couple he would tear out his brothers beating heart.
Chris turned to his brother and smiled instantly. "Wyatt, you're back. Great."
Poor ignorant brother. He really didn't see what was coming. He smiled at his brother, a smile that looked on the outside like it was in welcoming, but inside he felt the murderous rage caving in.
He was really going to enjoy this. He hadn't had enough time in his last lifetime to torture his brother for taking the woman he loved away from him. The only time he'd been willing to take was to kill him. Times had changed though. Lives had changed and he had been dead for too long to know timing was everything. Especially, with revenge and his brother's death, and getting her to love him all over again.
He had all the time in the world in this life for the last one.
He looked over at Valerie. Her name was Victoria now, and it suited her far better then Valerie ever had.
She was even more beautiful in this life if that were possible. He had to admit he had never been one for blonds, but now her reddish-brown hair suited her well. Her eyes were still the same violet-blue that they always had been and right at that moment they looked slightly hazel in the light. She had never lost her beautiful eyes. He guessed what they said was true about eyes being the portals to the soul.
He couldn't believe he was finally standing there with her. He couldn't believe how a little time could change someone. Instead of her old brightly colored flappers dresses that made her look like an innocent water nymph, she wore dark colors now. These colors together along with her dark glittering eyes he liked on her so much better. No longer did she look innocent to the world, breakable to him, and angelic. Now, she looked devilish, gothic, and a bit like a mischievous fairy.
He liked her far better in this life.
As he looked at her his smile grew. He saw the slight shiver go through her body as his smile touched his eyes victoriously. She knew. In every lifetime, she knew who he was. Now, she knew he had come for her.
"Hey, where's mom and the aunts?" Chris asked, when they didn't show up behind Andrew.
Andrew had to smile at that. He was so gullible. His brother couldn't even tell that he was a stranger standing in front of him that would very much like to kill him. He laughed lightly remembering what he had done to the Charmed Ones.
When they'd taken his hand to leave together and go back to the Manor, he had dropped them off alright. He had dropped Paige off inside a mausoleum that was magic proof that was barred to anyone getting in as well as out and then he'd put Piper and Phoebe in his old grave with his skeleton. He'd also added a few pounds of dirt on top of them to keep them distracted for awhile.
That was if they ever found a way out.
Of course, he doubted that. But, from time to time, he was mildly surprised by people. So, he didn't chalk them off the board just yet. Time would tell. It would tell a lot of things.
"Chris, that's not Wyatt." Victoria informed him in a hard voice as she slowly backed up.
"What?" Chris asked, looking back at her in confusion.
In the instant that Chris was turned away from Andrew he took control of the situation. He telekinetically threw Chris up against the wall as hard as he could so he could take him out of the picture for now. "Why is it in every life you are always trying to take what is mine?"
"Chris!" Victoria screamed as he bounced off the wall and fell into a hap hazardous position on the floor groaning weakly.
Before she could even get to Chris, Andrew had blinked straight over to her to take her in his arms from behind. It felt good to have her in his arms again. He laughed greedily at how quickly everything seemed to be falling into place. She tried to pull away, but he wouldn't let her. "Not this time."
She quickly threw him back from her telekinetically. He flew against the wall instantly getting to his feet, wiping himself off, and laughing like he was the unstoppable Terminator.
He knew one thing that was making him a very happy man. She was willing to use her powers to kill in this life. What a great achievement from the last.
She quickly flew over to Chris to see if he was okay. He groaned again louder as his head moved. He was hurt badly. Victoria looked down at him putting his bleeding head on her knee. She felt the blood over her fingertips from a deep cut in the back of his head. She looked up for the reason and saw it.
An old picture had been taken down to be repaired, but the nail that had been holding it up was still there. Chris's head had made a hard contact with the nail when Andrew had thrown him against the wall. It was a surprise he hadn't been completely knocked out by the attack.
"Now is not the time, Chris. "she told him angrily. "Wake up! Do you hear me? Wake up before it's too late."
Andrew instantly started towards her. She threw up her hand instinctively to do the only thing that might protect them for the time it may have needed to wake Chris up. They both seriously needed to be fighting Andrew. So she tried to bargain with time as she threw up her red protective shield around them to keep Andrew out.
"You think that will hold me," he asked, amused to say the least.
"What did you do to them?" she asked, as she quickly pushed her and Chris a few feet farther away from him towards the wall as she looked for a weapon to use. Nothing came in handy. The closest thing was a vase. Like that would even make a dent.
He touched the red shield. It didn't bounce him back into the wall like it was supposed to. Instead it slowly started making ripples like water throughout it as she watched in fear. It wouldn't be long before he got to her.
"What else could I do with them? I was lucky enough to be in a cemetery. So, I buried them." he told her nonchalantly.
"What?" she asked. Somehow she wasn't surprised. It seemed like the best thing he could have done at the time. If she was cold -blooded enough to bury people alive she may have done the same thing. Hopefully, Chris was hearing this and could save them when her shield went down and Andrew had a hold of her. They were the only ones that could find them. Chris, she believed he could too, but his emotions and his condition would slow him down.
Now, when time was the only thing to worry about, she needed the Charmed Ones to figure out a way to kill Andrew and get Wyatt back.
"Don't worry about them. I don't have any need for them. I only came for you." he told her.
"How?"
He showed her the quartz crystal ring. "Remember this?"
"You bastard. You knew.."
"That sooner or later you would try to live and find me.. or the crappy version of me. Wyatt, I believe is the name I have know. What a loser. I can't believe I am playing on the good side in this lifetime. How idiotic is that?" he asked her, annoyed.
The shield slowly stopped rippling.
Now, it fragmented like red stained glass and then it sprayed around her. She protected her face with her hand and used her other hand to protect the fragments from hurting a defenseless, semi out of it Chris.
"Shit," she cried as she felt the shards of her shield fling themselves at her.
It was all the time that Andrew needed.
As soon as he was through her shield he roughly took a firm grasp of her arm and brought her up to him. Leaving, Chris to fall roughly on the floor as he pulled her away from him. He quickly carried her over the wreck that was Chris's body and stepped a few feet away into the light to see her better.
"You, however, have improved immensely," he told her kissing her neck.
She went to one of her last resorts. Her hand started sparking electricity, but it was too late. He took the hand sparking electricity and smiled. He kissed it lightly as the electricity bolt stopped. She didn't know how he had done it, but she knew one thing. She was done for.
"Let's get out of here, shall we?" he asked.
With the wave of his hand a portal that showered rainbow hues into the room was opened beside them.
"I'm not going anywhere with you," she said.
"I was planning on that." he replied.
Before she could react, he threw her head back and pored a small blue colored potion down her throat. She tried not to swallow the thick contents of the vial, but he quickly covered her mouth and nostrils with his hand. It was either stop breathing or drink the disgusting liquid.
She drank it.
As she did, Chris raised his head groggily, The instant he saw the portal just behind them he started to shakily get up to stop them. Andrew was waiting for him though. He took Chris in his grasp and pored the rest of the disgusting blue potion into his mouth as Chris tried to fight him off.
"Not now, brother. We'll resolve this later." Andrew informed him and then he let him collapse in a sleeping pile on the floor.
He quickly caught Victoria in his arms as she collapsed at the same time. "It's been so long, Victoria. I've been waiting for too long for this. I won't let you say no to me this time." he promised kissing her forehead lovingly.
Then, he quickly stepped into the portal before anyone else could come and interrupt their reunion.