Chapter 9 Potions and Blood.
Allen could sense there was something wrong with Chris. What angered him more was being kept in the dark. Chris was his Whitelighter too. No, Chris is more than just his Whitelighter someone so much more. Allen tried to communicate with Chris telepathically. But the boy couldn't hear anything. All the boy did know was that Chris was alive. Sam is still in Piper's room watching little Wyatt and Allen.
"Sam," Allen said.
"Yes," Sam replied.
"Can you get Piper for me please," Allen requested.
"I'm sure the sisters are doing everything they can for Chris," Sam replies. Allen huffed in annoyance before freezing the Whitelighter, he should have never gone down to the Underworld the other day because if he didn't, he wouldn't be trapped in this stupid old nursery.
"Bring together my mom and me, allow the two of to us speak freely. While although I am trapped let this be a place for common ground. So, I may get my answers," Allen chanted, he knew the spell was awful, he was never skilled in spells. But the spell proves to be successful. Piper appears before him coming from a whirl of wind.
"Allen Halliwell, you can't just summon me on a whim," Piper scolded.
"You can't keep me out of the loop, I want to know what's wrong with Chris, I know he's hurt. I can sense it," Allen responds.
"How can you sense him?" Piper asks.
"I'm a skilled witch, I can help he's my Whitelighter to in case you've forgotten," Allen answered.
"Watch the tone, didn't I teach you to respect your elders?" Piper scolds.
"Yes, but you also taught me to look out and protect those I care about," Allen replies.
"If I let you out, you do as I say no running acts," Piper tells Allen.
"Trust me running is my least priory right now," Allen said, and it was true his main priority right now was saving his big brother. The one who put him first.
"Come on out then," Piper says, Allen didn't need to be prompted to stand up with his potion journal in his hands.
"I don't have to hold your hand like queen Vic had to do with her mother now, do I?" Allen joked.
"Don't tempt me," Piper replied. They left for the attic; Allen made sure to unfreeze Sam before leaving.
Up in the attic, Allen sees Paige and Phoebe tossing a dozen potions at a frozen Chris!
"Oh my god, Chris," Allen gasped. It was horrifying for the boy to see Chris in such a state. The witch walked over to Chris who is frozen in a large block of ice. Allen holds his right hand to touch the ice. But he quickly pulls back hissing when said hand rapidly grows cold even starting to turn blue.
"Baby your hand," Piper said.
"It's okay, just cold. Chris needs help," Allen replies.
"Clearly the Frost Demon's magic was strong enough to keep his victims in this state. After being vanquished, when Grimlocks are vanquished the child's eyesight is restored even in adulthood," Phoebe pointed out.
"Chris isn't dead just forever trapped in ice; I know he's alive I can feel it. We can't blast it in case we shatter Chris accidentally, Orbing him out could be too risky," Allen says.
"We can't exactly wait for Chris to defrost like a chicken," Phoebe joked.
"Maybe Leo can help him like he did with Tyler the Firestarter kid, we helped," Paige suggested. Allen scoffed.
"What is your problem with Leo? He's not your dad," Phoebe asked.
"We haven't got time to fully detail my dislike for the Elder, our best chance is a potion which should weaken the structure of the ice than you can cast a Power of Three spell and free him," Allen responds.
"What kind of potion?" Piper questions.
"One from daddy dearest, well his side," Allen answered, "Now may I go into the kitchen, to get started?"
"You can give me, the recipe," Paige offered.
"I haven't got the time to translate both German and Irish (Gaelic) to you," Allen replies.
"Fine but I'm coming with you, I don't want my kitchen to be a mess. I've just cleaned it," Piper said.
"If you don't want a mess, I suggest you never let Wyatt in the kitchen," Allen mumbled before walking out with his potion book.
"He needs to learn to relax," Phoebe commented.
"Piper hasn't got those kinds of genes to pass down," Paige replies.
"Watch it, sis!" Piper barked before following Allen.
Downstairs in the kitchen, Allen has set out four pans, on the four hobs. While the potion book is opened on a kitchen side. The potion required ingredients; Piper never considered mixing together. The boy's hand had recovered due to not being exposed to it for too long.
"You speak multiple languages," Piper commented.
"Have to not all my family speaks English," Allen replies coldly, he needed to focus solely on helping Chris. The two then hear crying, Piper recognises as baby Wyatt.
"I'll be back in a minute," Piper tells the boy.
Walking out of the kitchen into the living room, Piper sees Phoebe carrying a crying Wyatt. The baby's face is red, and his tears seem to be everlasting.
"What's the matter, buddy?" Piper asks as she approaches her sister and baby.
"He orbed out of Sam's lap up to the attic, and he tried to approach Chris and touched the ice with his right hand and now it's frozen," Phoebe explained, she knew her sister would be pissed.
"Why would you let him go anywhere near the ice and Chris?" Piper snapped.
"He orbed in when we weren't looking, Piper," Phoebe said.
"Come here buddy, mommy will make it all better," Piper cooed as she took Wyatt out of Phoebe's hands.
"How's the potion going?" Phoebe asks.
"Hopefully well," Piper answers. Just then the two sisters hear a loud bang from the kitchen.
"For god sake," Piper sighed before running into the kitchen. The strongest witch to ever live sees Allen lying on the floor conscious near one of the cabinets. Piper notices blood flowing from Alan's left hand which is resting on the floor. Great Piper thought to herself, she has accident-prone kids. Piper carefully puts Wyatt in his highchair and walks over to Allen.
"Don't overreact please," Allen says, god he hates or hated his mother's overprotective nature. It rivalled that of his father's. Allen with his none bleeding hand grabbed one of the edges of counters and pulled himself up.
"Overreact your bleeding," Piper shouted.
"I needed the blood of a powerful witch, for my potion," Allen defends himself. Piper walked over to the cupboard where she keeps her, first aid box. Taking out the first aid box, she then ushers a protesting Allen to the table and makes him sit down. "Can you please freeze him, his crying is giving me earache,"
"Hey, he hurt himself, what do you mean freeze him, he's a good witch," Piper scolded than asked. Damn it, Allen thought to himself while it was a little slip up it is still a slip-up. In his future, Wyatt and good witch wouldn't be used in the same context as what his mother just used.
"When the Stillman sisters nicked your powers, they froze you, your magic has advanced to freeze good witches," Allen explained.
"He's crying because he hurt his hand when he went near the ice. Once I've sorted you out, I can help him," Piper responds.
"I'm fine Piper just help him first, I can't let the potion boil over or thicken too much," Allen tells Piper.
"It will be fine for a few minutes," Piper replies as she walked over to the sink, where she runs the cold tap and uses the water to soak a gauze. She then squeezes the gauze a little to lose excess water. Piper then applies the gauze to Allen's cut hand. "Keep applying pressure, while I sort out Wyatt,"
Allen has forgotten how skilled, his mother was at potion-making, she rarely had to double-check the ingredients from a Book of Shadows entry. She prepared a low-level magical reversal potion which she waited to cool before carefully applying to Wyatt's frozen hand. The hand slowly starts to unfreeze, easing the baby's pain eventually, Wyatt's cries end. Piper puts him back into the highchair and sits back down.
"Let me see," Piper requested, well she was only requesting to be polite. Allen stops applying pressure to his gash allowing Piper to examine it. "Why not just prick your finger and let a drop fall? You didn't have to slice your palm to shreds,"
"The entry mentioned more than a drop of blood, it doesn't even hurt," Allen replies not facing his mother nor looking at his cut hand.
"Well no more cutting, it's not right, why are you looking away from me?" Piper asked.
"Don't like the look of blood," Allen mumbled.
"What was that?" Piper asks.
"I don't like the sight of blood okay," Allen confessed blushing. How childish that must sound a powerful witch a young man. Okay, some may argue him being a boy not a man squirms at the sight of blood.
"Awh, I was like that at one time," Piper said, "The bleeding has stopped,"
"Great, bandage it then I can finish the potion," Allen says.
"Oh no it needs anti-septic spray to avoid infection," Piper replies instantly Allen pulls his cut hand away and faces his mother.
"Nope, my hand is completely fine, no spray just a plaster or bandage," Allen said.
"You can't just plaster it, the gash is big, you'll be risking infection which will be worse," Piper responds.
"It's nothing," Allen says.
"It isn't nothing, now be a good boy, so we can get back to saving Chris," Piper replied.
"No, it doesn't even hurt anymore," Allen protested.
"ALLEN HALLIWELL! Don't make me freeze you," Piper warned Allen, the boy gulped he wasn't sure just what power scale his mother was at this moment in time. She could potentially freeze him, and he didn't want that. Allen sighed, presented his hurt hand to Piper. The older witch smiled; she was making some progress with the boy.
"Just hurry the potion," Allen said with a frown. Piper picks up an anti-septic spray and sprays it on the gash upon contacts Allen bites his tongue the spray really made the gash hurt his hand flinched, Piper carefully, with her free hand gently strokes Allen's arm.
"It will be over soon," Piper tried to soothe.
"It wasn't supposed to hurt this much, I've faced demons who can do worse than cutting a palm," Allen said.
"Yeah, that doesn't bring mommy much comfort, baby. Which knife did you use?" Piper responds.
"Erm, the bread knife, I put in the dishwasher," Allen muttered. Piper had to tell herself over and over to be calm. She bandaged the cut hand.
"Alright finish making the potion and then no more alone time in the kitchen," Piper says. When Piper wasn't looking Allen quickly and carefully yanks a small piece of hair off Wyatt's head and adds it to one of the pans.
Once the potion was completed, Allen had to carefully pour the content of each pan into a large mixing bowl and take it upstairs to the attic.
"You made black paint," Phoebe frowned.
"No, the potion has to be applied in layers, as if you were painting a wall," Allen replied. The sooner Chris was saved the sooner he would be around someone actually sane.
"How many layers?" Paige asked.
"I'm not sure maybe three or four at the most," Allen answered.
"Let's get started then," Paige says. Eventually, all of the ice is well coated.
"In the morning, the potion should weaken the structure of the ice for you guys to safely help him out," Allen commented.
"Until then, we put crystals around him for an extra layer of protection, we have some spare," Piper says. Allen went over to the couch and sat down.
"What are you doing?" Phoebe asks.
"Sleeping here, I'm not risking Chris' life on anything," Allen answered.
"You would be safer in your nursery," Piper pointed out.
"Wyatt's old nursery, you can stay with me, if you want. But I'm not leaving Chris," Allen responded.
"You do care for him," Paige says.
"As if he was my own blood," Allen replies.
End of chapter 9.
