**Note: I'm sorry this part took so long, but I went to London for the
weekend to see Liberty X in concert and Chicago on the stage. Because of
the delay I'm going to break the habit of a lifetime and dedicate this
chapter to a couple of my loyal readers, Samantha and MissKit.**
Part Seven
Both Paris and Melinda were in the darken cave from Paris premonition. The cave would have been pitch black if it had not of been for a fire in the distance. The bright sparkling green fire added an extra uncertainty to the two young prisoners. With the flames lighting up darken figures from the other side of the fire in a green glow.
The two teenagers were trapped behind the fire that seemed to hold an invisible force field.
Melinda after just a couple of failed attempts resulting in a crippling pain, that had taken all her energy was trying to think of an alterative escape root but to no success. Whereas Paris was determined that there must be a fault in the shield, a small oversight that she could exploit.
Paris looked up at her cousin's dimly lit face. "Look, I'm really sorry Mel, I know this is my fault. But I'm going to get us out!"
"How?"
"There must be a way and between we'll get out of here!"
"In case you have not noticed we are only stock in this cave, but we're going to die!" Melinda exclaimed, "We're going to die in the past where no- one knows who we are, hell we have not even been born yet!"
"You're got to stop thinking like that." Paris said sternly. "We're way too young to die."
"We're not too young, especially when demons are involved." Melinda's throat swelled and her eyes began to water. "They killed Alex when he was only 14!"
Paris looked over at her cousin, she wanted to wrap her arm around her cousin, but it would kill her to sit there doing nothing. Losing Alex last year was still prominent in all their minds and Melinda who had been very close to her little brother had never really dealt with her grief. And this was something that Paris was not going to let her deal with in a cave.
"We're not going to die!" Paris exclaimed as she darted towards the fire.
All she was thinking about was getting to the other side of that fire no matter what it took. Paris' body was flung back as she seemed to hit the force field and landed flat on the floor.
Melinda looked at her younger cousin through her blurred vision. After running her arms along her face to wipe her tears, she quickly made her way over to Paris' limp body. As she pulled Paris back away from the entrance, Melinda fought a pain that was running through her head as she got near the fire.
Once they had reached the back of the cave, Melinda hovered over her cousin with a concerned look on her face. Paris shot her back a glint of a smile through the pain she was suffering as she rested her back against the hard cold cave.
"Your not trying that again," Melinda, explained sternly, still wiping her eyes. "We're going to have to find another way out. 'Cause you may be a pain in the arse, but I'm not losing you in the process."
Paris winced as she rubbed her side; she wished that she had a hot water bottle. "Okay, you win, we'll do it your way."
"I love it when you say that. How you holding up?"
"I guess I'm not going to be going to practice tomorrow."
"You already agreed that you wouldn't go, it's mom birthday."
"You think everything will be back to normal by then."
"Yeah, I do." Melinda smiled and then looked at her cousin with a laugh.
Melinda's face had lit up for the first time as she looked at Paris appearance. Her neat brown hair, which normally was put up in a plait or hung perfectly in place, was tangled and a mess. Paris' fitted her top that normally showed off her figure was highlighting the swelling already appearing in her sides. With her jeans ripped and her trainers marked and slightly falling apart at the lacing, with the designer label unrecognisable.
Paris smiled back, "What's so funny?"
"I was just thinking what the cheerleading squad would say if they saw you now."
"Oh they'd disown me." Paris laughed briefly before hearing a laugh from the figures on the other side of the fire. "How do you think we should go about getting out of here?"
"Well, I was thinking, that maybe we can't get out of her alone. I mean look what happened to you. But your right, we are going to get out, even if it means waiting for help. So right now we need to think of how we deal with uncle Stuart."
"What do you mean how we deal with uncle Stuart? We vanquish he's sorry arse and then get back home."
"But we can't!" Melinda explained, "He's aunt Paige's husband. They've just had a baby. Vanquishing uncle Stuart would mean murdering Beth!"
Paris rubbed her side and gulped, "Surely it's for the greater good."
"How can you measure whose life is more important? Beth's life is just as important as ours, moms, everyone's. We lost Alex to evil and it's not happening again. So we've got to find a way to turn things around without vanquishing uncle Stuart."
"What if we can't?"
* * *
There was a dumb sense of disbelief in the Halliwell living room. Leo had only ever been unable to find a charge if they were either in the underworld or dead.
Piper was pacing around the living room wearing a hole in the carpet, while Phoebe was slumped in a chair. Both of them were unable to contemplate either of the possibilities that would result in losing one of their children to evil.
Paige glanced at her two sisters, "Maybe Leo can't find them because there no from this time."
"So I might be able to, I mean I've heard your call before." Wyatt finished Paige's thoughts.
"Well it's better than doing nothing." Phoebe said looking up for the first time.
All eyes focused on Wyatt as he tried to focus on his sister and cousin. He soon came out of his trance shaking his head.
"I don't get it, its worked millions of times before!"
"But there's two Wyatt's here!" Neve pointed out.
"Hang on, are you saying I'm powerless!"
Part Seven
Both Paris and Melinda were in the darken cave from Paris premonition. The cave would have been pitch black if it had not of been for a fire in the distance. The bright sparkling green fire added an extra uncertainty to the two young prisoners. With the flames lighting up darken figures from the other side of the fire in a green glow.
The two teenagers were trapped behind the fire that seemed to hold an invisible force field.
Melinda after just a couple of failed attempts resulting in a crippling pain, that had taken all her energy was trying to think of an alterative escape root but to no success. Whereas Paris was determined that there must be a fault in the shield, a small oversight that she could exploit.
Paris looked up at her cousin's dimly lit face. "Look, I'm really sorry Mel, I know this is my fault. But I'm going to get us out!"
"How?"
"There must be a way and between we'll get out of here!"
"In case you have not noticed we are only stock in this cave, but we're going to die!" Melinda exclaimed, "We're going to die in the past where no- one knows who we are, hell we have not even been born yet!"
"You're got to stop thinking like that." Paris said sternly. "We're way too young to die."
"We're not too young, especially when demons are involved." Melinda's throat swelled and her eyes began to water. "They killed Alex when he was only 14!"
Paris looked over at her cousin, she wanted to wrap her arm around her cousin, but it would kill her to sit there doing nothing. Losing Alex last year was still prominent in all their minds and Melinda who had been very close to her little brother had never really dealt with her grief. And this was something that Paris was not going to let her deal with in a cave.
"We're not going to die!" Paris exclaimed as she darted towards the fire.
All she was thinking about was getting to the other side of that fire no matter what it took. Paris' body was flung back as she seemed to hit the force field and landed flat on the floor.
Melinda looked at her younger cousin through her blurred vision. After running her arms along her face to wipe her tears, she quickly made her way over to Paris' limp body. As she pulled Paris back away from the entrance, Melinda fought a pain that was running through her head as she got near the fire.
Once they had reached the back of the cave, Melinda hovered over her cousin with a concerned look on her face. Paris shot her back a glint of a smile through the pain she was suffering as she rested her back against the hard cold cave.
"Your not trying that again," Melinda, explained sternly, still wiping her eyes. "We're going to have to find another way out. 'Cause you may be a pain in the arse, but I'm not losing you in the process."
Paris winced as she rubbed her side; she wished that she had a hot water bottle. "Okay, you win, we'll do it your way."
"I love it when you say that. How you holding up?"
"I guess I'm not going to be going to practice tomorrow."
"You already agreed that you wouldn't go, it's mom birthday."
"You think everything will be back to normal by then."
"Yeah, I do." Melinda smiled and then looked at her cousin with a laugh.
Melinda's face had lit up for the first time as she looked at Paris appearance. Her neat brown hair, which normally was put up in a plait or hung perfectly in place, was tangled and a mess. Paris' fitted her top that normally showed off her figure was highlighting the swelling already appearing in her sides. With her jeans ripped and her trainers marked and slightly falling apart at the lacing, with the designer label unrecognisable.
Paris smiled back, "What's so funny?"
"I was just thinking what the cheerleading squad would say if they saw you now."
"Oh they'd disown me." Paris laughed briefly before hearing a laugh from the figures on the other side of the fire. "How do you think we should go about getting out of here?"
"Well, I was thinking, that maybe we can't get out of her alone. I mean look what happened to you. But your right, we are going to get out, even if it means waiting for help. So right now we need to think of how we deal with uncle Stuart."
"What do you mean how we deal with uncle Stuart? We vanquish he's sorry arse and then get back home."
"But we can't!" Melinda explained, "He's aunt Paige's husband. They've just had a baby. Vanquishing uncle Stuart would mean murdering Beth!"
Paris rubbed her side and gulped, "Surely it's for the greater good."
"How can you measure whose life is more important? Beth's life is just as important as ours, moms, everyone's. We lost Alex to evil and it's not happening again. So we've got to find a way to turn things around without vanquishing uncle Stuart."
"What if we can't?"
* * *
There was a dumb sense of disbelief in the Halliwell living room. Leo had only ever been unable to find a charge if they were either in the underworld or dead.
Piper was pacing around the living room wearing a hole in the carpet, while Phoebe was slumped in a chair. Both of them were unable to contemplate either of the possibilities that would result in losing one of their children to evil.
Paige glanced at her two sisters, "Maybe Leo can't find them because there no from this time."
"So I might be able to, I mean I've heard your call before." Wyatt finished Paige's thoughts.
"Well it's better than doing nothing." Phoebe said looking up for the first time.
All eyes focused on Wyatt as he tried to focus on his sister and cousin. He soon came out of his trance shaking his head.
"I don't get it, its worked millions of times before!"
"But there's two Wyatt's here!" Neve pointed out.
"Hang on, are you saying I'm powerless!"
