---Disclaimer: I no own X-men nor Charmed. I only own Paris. Notes:
^^Thoughts^^, Telepathic Speaking, ~Premonition~, and *Flashbacks*. Other
Notes: 1) Remy and Rogue are a couple and Rouge never went out with Bobby.
2) Jubilee, Peter, and Remy are a part of the X-team, 3) Paris hasn't met
Neal or Seth; she is still in high school. 4) Wyatt is a year younger than
Paris. 5) Pairings are: Bobby/Paris, Paige/Scott, Piper/Leo, Phoebe/Logan,
Wyatt/Jubilee, Kitty/Peter.-----
Chapter Five: A Vision
"So you saw her then?" A male voice asked in a silver room. The room was made completely out of metal. Four figures stood in the room, two males and two females. The male that was speaking had white hair and was covered with age. He was speaking to the other male who was much younger, a young man in his late teens. The man had light brown hair and eyes; he seemed to have an aura of mischievousness around him.
"Yes." The young man replied with a nod.
"Are you sure it was her?" This wasn't from the man but from one of the women. She had bleached blond hair and golden eyes. Her skin was pale and she wore a baby blue dress that hugged her cures. She looked about in her twenties but her eyes showed that she was much older than that.
"If there is another girl with brown hair who can shoot fireballs that I can't manipulate than; no." He replied sarcastically. He thought for a moment then asked. "Come to think of it why can't I manipulate her fireballs?"
"Because," The woman began "They are composed of fire from the depths of hell, with power you can't even conceive of."
"That is why we need her." The older man pointed out.
"And we need her because?" The younger man asked.
"In time." He replied with a smile that said 'that's for me to know and you to find out'. "But we need to get her first."
The other woman in the room now held the confused look. "Then why did you have Pyro and I try to retrieve Rogue?" She had blue skin and fiery red hair with golden eyes that seemed to see right through you.
"Because she was her innocent; she was merely bait for the young witch." The blond answered.
The woman nodded in understanding. "So what's our back-up plan?"
"I was beginning to think you'd never ask." An evil smile crossed the older man's face. He nodded to the blond who smiled in return; a look of pure malevolence passing between them.
The woman closed her eyes and concentrated on the young witch. She found her and entered the young woman's mind.
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Paris sat in the professor's office, next to Bobby and Rogue. The other teens sat around her and the adults who included her family, Scott, Logan, and Storm. Each adult had a firm expression on their faces. The professor was giving them a speech about how they had done wrong. It was all Paris could do from cowering in fear, not that any of them could hurt her, but the whole occurrence was not something that happened everyday and she had no clue how she was going to be punished.
Suddenly Paris wasn't paying any attention to the man in the wheelchair. She was up in the clouds at the moment, literally. The dark night sky with only the moon to light her way she seemed to be flying. She had this odd feeling that she was trying to reach something or someone.
While Paris was in her little wonderland, the others noticed. How couldn't they? The girl's body suddenly jolted into the air with a red light gleaming off of her. The light filled the room, causing some of them to shield their eyes.
"Paris?" Phoebe called to her daughter, her voice filled with concern.
"Leo what's going on?" Piper asked her husband wide eyed.
Leo shook his head dumbly. "I don't-."
At that moment another light entered the room. It was a splash of blue and white contrasting with the red.
Paris continued to fly through the night sky, her pace slowed. She guessed she must be reaching her destination. Suddenly a swirl of white and blue lights started right in front of her.
In the office the person who had quickly entered the room, went to the girl's side. "Paris." He said calmly with love filled in his voice.
The girl didn't open her eyes; she stayed in the air the red light still surrounding her. "Wyatt?" came her asking voice.
A smile reached the young man's lips. "Yeah Pear, it's me."
"What are you doing? Where-?" She began but was cut off by her cousin.
"Just take my hand Pear." He told her softly.
The people around the two watched as Paris' hand moved in the air to Wyatt's outstretched hand. In a blink of an eye the red light dispersed and Paris fell finding herself being caught in the strong arms of her cousin. She opened her eyes smiling. "Wyatt." He let her to her feet and she encircled her arms around him in a loving embrace.
"Wyatt Mathew Halliwell." Came a familiar voice.
"Hi mom." The young man smiled innocently. With the room back to its normal status they all got a better look at the guy. He had short dirty blond hair, and blue eyes. He had soft features and looked like a model; the girls couldn't help the stares they were giving him.
"You are supposed to be with the Elders." She told him matter of factly.
"Yeah, but I felt something coming from Paris and I had to help her so I left." He replied simply.
"Oh." Piper stated. That was a good enough answer for her. She had just wanted an answer from him just to make sure he knew he shouldn't have left, even though she really didn't care. At least he wasn't having a party at the house.
"How'd you know something was wrong?" Paris asked her cousin.
There was silence in the room for a while, that was broken by the eldest man in the room. "You saw that the power of three has a bond that lets you know if one of you is in trouble." The professor said.
The three witches nodded in reply.
"That explains it then." The professor said.
"Explains what?" Paige asked the man.
"Well, during Paris' little outburst I felt a part of her psyche reaching out to someone. She wasn't doing it on purpose because her mind wasn't willing it to do so. Now I see that her psyche was reaching out to her cousin. He obviously felt it and came to help. The bond between family is very strong, and it automatically contacted Wyatt." He explained.
Paige thought for a moment then replied. "But why didn't she contact one of us?"
"You said it yourself that you feel a bond with your sisters. You already have two bonds, which is about the limit a non-telepath can handle. So the bond for Paris goes to her cousin Wyatt." He said simply.
"Makes sense." Wyatt replied. Now that Wyatt had found his family he didn't want to go back to the Elders. They were so boring and strict, no fun what- so-ever. He prayed that his parents would let them stay with them here, where ever it was they were. "Mom? Dad?" Wyatt began.
"Yes?" Leo asked.
"Since I'm already her, could I stay and help with the fighting and stuff. I mean the Elders don't need me at the moment so-." He was cut off by Piper.
"That's fine." She didn't exactly wanting him to leave anyway. What had just happened with Paris had freaked her out some what and she could tell by the others faces that they felt the same way. And after hearing what the professor had about the two's bond, it might be a good idea for him to stay so he was close by if anything happened again.
"Ah don't mean ta interrupt but, ummm, what just happened?" Rogue asked.
"Yeah," Phoebe began; she also wanted to know what had happened to her daughter. "What did happen?"
"Would you mind enlightening us Paris?" The professor asked the young witch.
She nodded and began. "Well, all of a sudden I found myself flying in the night sky. I had this feeling that I was going somewhere; I was almost there but them Wyatt came so I really don't where I was heading or who I was meeting. I'm pretty sure there was a who."
"Then that arouses the question," Xavier began and turned his attention to the young man who had recently entered the room. "What made you come, beside the fact that you felt something coming from Paris? Anything specific?"
Wyatt thought for a second then shrugged. "I can't explain it. I mean I just knew she needed me." He again was silent, pondering the man's question. "I knew it was bad, if that helps any." He stated.
Professor Xavier just nodded. "Well, I think that's enough for one night. I would like to see you all tomorrow afternoon though. I need to straighten some things out."
Everyone left the room, leaving the professor to his thoughts.
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Paris had finished explaining to Wyatt about mutants, and what had lead them to New York. He had taken it well, and Paris now proceeded to introduce her cousin to her new friends. They stood in the rec room, with the others sitting around.
"This is Rogue," Paris gestured to the girl with a white streak in her hair, "Remy," a guy with long reddish brown hair pulled into a low ponytail, "Peter," a tall muscular guy with dark hair, "Kitty," a girl with short blonde hair, "Bobby," Wyatt noticed the smile that formed on both his cousin's and Bobby's faces as Paris had said his name. Wyatt knew that something must have happened between the two. "And Jubilee." An Asian girl with black hair and pretty features smiled at him. "And everyone this is Wyatt my cousin." Paris finally said with a smile toward him.
There were greetings like 'hey', 'nice to meet you', etc. They all seemed nice, and Wyatt immediately found himself talking animatedly with Jubilee.
Paris took a seat next to Bobby, letting her body sink into the comfortable couch. She smiled to the boy and felt her cheeks begin to burn. She was blushing.
Bobby couldn't fight the smile that came to his face when he noticed Paris' cheeks turn all rosy. She looked cute when she blushed. They just stared at each other for a while mutely, when both finally realized they would much rather be alone together.
Bobby smiled as he leaned in to whisper in Paris' ear. "Can you get us out of here?"
She nodded and put her hand on his shoulder. There was a flash of the room that they had been sitting in then another flash, obviously the second flash was that of the room they ended up in.
Once the room had turned to a normal viewing position, the two found themselves outside of the mansion, sitting in one of its many gazeboes. Paris blushed furiously at the realization of where they were. Sometimes she just didn't think when she shimmered. After her moment of shimmering thoughts, she soon found herself staring into the eyes of Bobby Drake. Her chocolate eyes met his sky colored orbs and their lips soon met once again. His tongue entered her mouth and examined it fiercely. She felt his strong hands roam around her waist and graze again the skin under her shirt. She smiled into the kiss at the realization of his hand placement. ^^Roman hands.^^ she thought happily. She stood up, her lips never leaving his, and startled him around the waist. Her lips left his and she gazed into his eyes, a seductive smile on her face. He leaned in to kiss her but she moved back not letting him. He gave her a curious look, but was soon filled with understanding as her hands traced his abs slowly moving to his special spot. When she reached it, she unzipped his pants, allowing her hands to wrap around his manhood. She massaged it slowly, smiling as she heard his moans get louder. To quiet him she placed her mouth over his catching his shouts of pleasure. As she continued her massaging, she felt his hands begin to wander downward as well. He pushed his hands under her skirt and into her panties. He felt around and let his fingers find themselves inside her. She groaned softly resting her head on his shoulder and putting more pressure on his member unknowingly. In response, he placed another finger inside and moved them quickly. She let out a scream of pleasure and pressed harder on him. They soon came and their breathing slowed. Arms around each other, they moved from their sitting position on the bench to a lying one. Paris' arms encircled around Bobby's neck, and his arms wrapped securely around her waist. She looked into his eyes again and a smile passed between them as their lips met in another kiss.
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Phoebe paced in her bedroom. Worry plastered on her features. She hated not knowing what was going on. Right now Leo was orbing to the manor to get the Book of Shadows. When he returned he was going to round up her, Piper, Paige, Paris, Wyatt and some of the people from the institute to see if they could find anything. Until then Phoebe would pace her room waiting.
There was a knock on her door and Phoebe removed from the worn out carpet that had been walked on endlessly by the woman. Phoebe opened the door to see Logan looking back at her. "Hey." She greeted him with little or no enthusiasm.
"Leo told me to get you." He stated.
Phoebe nodded, and the two left for the Professor's office.
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Paris and Bobby were still making out when they heard the call.
Would you please come to my office? The professor's voice rang in their ears.
Paris blushed, as well did Bobby. He got up off the bench, holding out a hand for Paris to help her up. She took it and brushed herself off as if it helped any. She smiled at him, the blush still on her face. "Do you think he knows?" she asked.
Bobby shrugged. "I wouldn't be surprised if he did."
Paris gave a nervous look, which caused Bobby to take her hand. "On the other hand there is so much going on he probably didn't hone on in our little session." He said trying to put her at ease. He didn't believe his words though.
Paris didn't either; she just gave him a smile and shimmered them into the Professor's office.
The two immediately looked at the professor who gave them a knowing smile. The two teens blushed furiously. Phoebe gave her daughter a curious glare and Paris just shrugged in a silent reply.
The three Charmed ones stood, hovering over the book looking for anything that might help them with the earlier occurrence. Both Wyatt and Leo stood next to them, and Paris walked over to look at the book along with her family.
"What exactly does this book do again?" Scott asked.
"It is like a guide for witchy stuff." Paige answered the man, her eyes never leaving the book.
The pages of the old book flipped swiftly as the six skimmed over each page for any useful information. They continued to skim until Paige let out a loud stop.
"Here." Paige stated. She placed her pointer finger at the title of the page. "'Visions or Hallucinations'."
"It wasn't a hallucination Paige." Paris said matter of factly.
"Let me finish." Paige told her niece.
Paige read out loud. "'A vision or hallucination seen by a witch can be one of two things. It could be a vision of the past, present, or future. Unlike a premonition a vision is experienced as if it is reality, which is what it is. It is the reality of the mind. A vision is usually caused by another person of either good or evil nature. They are used to lure a person into a realm of comatose with the except that the person receiving the vision can speak and move but is unable to control their surroundings.'"
"That helps." Wyatt said sarcastically receiving a stern look from both his mother and father.
"Does it have any ways to see who sent the vision?" Paris asked. She was looking at the book but it was upside-down so she couldn't exactly make out everything that was on the page.
Paige nodded. "There's a spell."
Phoebe looked over it, and her eyes widened. She shook her head vigorously. "No way she is so not doing that."
"Doing what?" Paris questioned, she moved in so she could look at the spell.
"What's it say Pear?" Wyatt asked his cousin.
"It-." Paris was cut off by her mother.
"Basically she has to say a spell that'll make her sleep, while we watch. She'll go into the vision state again and this time she'll have no way of getting out of it." Phoebe told him.
"Oh." Wyatt replied simply.
Paris could see where her mother was coming from, but she really needed to know who had made her see the vision or hallucination or whatever it was. "I'll do it." Paris stated.
Phoebe gave a firm look at her daughter. "No."
"Yes." Paris replied giving her mother an equally firm look. "I wanna know who did that to me. And maybe it'll help us find that demon we're after."
"Mutant." Scott corrected the girl.
Paris waved her hand to brush his comment away. "You say mutant, I say demon. Same difference."
"Paris I am not-." Phoebe began but was cut off again, but this time by her sister.
"Phoebe you've done pretty much the same sorta thing before. Remember when you had to do that spell to stop your past self from- OW!" Piper exclaimed. Phoebe had nudged her in the side to shut her up.
Paris' eyes brightened to Phoebe's dismay. She must have gotten the gist of what Piper was saying. "If you can do then so can I." Paris said.
"This is not-."
"Yes it is." Paris cut her off again. She looked at her mother pleadingly. "Please mom?"
Paris gave her mother her puppy dog face, the one that she used to get her way. It always worked and this time it was no different.
Phoebe caved. "Fine; but I'm going with you."
"What?!" Paige, Piper, and Paris all said in unison.
"I'm going with you." Phoebe stated again.
"But it is a one person spell." Piper replied. "It's only for one person."
"Then we'll rewrite it." Phoebe said confidently.
They agreed and began to work on rewriting and getting the ingredients for the spell.
------Sorry it took so long for the update. School and all the homework has taken up a lot of my time. I hoped you enjoyed the chapter. I will try to have the other one up as soon as possible. ~Alana----
Chapter Five: A Vision
"So you saw her then?" A male voice asked in a silver room. The room was made completely out of metal. Four figures stood in the room, two males and two females. The male that was speaking had white hair and was covered with age. He was speaking to the other male who was much younger, a young man in his late teens. The man had light brown hair and eyes; he seemed to have an aura of mischievousness around him.
"Yes." The young man replied with a nod.
"Are you sure it was her?" This wasn't from the man but from one of the women. She had bleached blond hair and golden eyes. Her skin was pale and she wore a baby blue dress that hugged her cures. She looked about in her twenties but her eyes showed that she was much older than that.
"If there is another girl with brown hair who can shoot fireballs that I can't manipulate than; no." He replied sarcastically. He thought for a moment then asked. "Come to think of it why can't I manipulate her fireballs?"
"Because," The woman began "They are composed of fire from the depths of hell, with power you can't even conceive of."
"That is why we need her." The older man pointed out.
"And we need her because?" The younger man asked.
"In time." He replied with a smile that said 'that's for me to know and you to find out'. "But we need to get her first."
The other woman in the room now held the confused look. "Then why did you have Pyro and I try to retrieve Rogue?" She had blue skin and fiery red hair with golden eyes that seemed to see right through you.
"Because she was her innocent; she was merely bait for the young witch." The blond answered.
The woman nodded in understanding. "So what's our back-up plan?"
"I was beginning to think you'd never ask." An evil smile crossed the older man's face. He nodded to the blond who smiled in return; a look of pure malevolence passing between them.
The woman closed her eyes and concentrated on the young witch. She found her and entered the young woman's mind.
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Paris sat in the professor's office, next to Bobby and Rogue. The other teens sat around her and the adults who included her family, Scott, Logan, and Storm. Each adult had a firm expression on their faces. The professor was giving them a speech about how they had done wrong. It was all Paris could do from cowering in fear, not that any of them could hurt her, but the whole occurrence was not something that happened everyday and she had no clue how she was going to be punished.
Suddenly Paris wasn't paying any attention to the man in the wheelchair. She was up in the clouds at the moment, literally. The dark night sky with only the moon to light her way she seemed to be flying. She had this odd feeling that she was trying to reach something or someone.
While Paris was in her little wonderland, the others noticed. How couldn't they? The girl's body suddenly jolted into the air with a red light gleaming off of her. The light filled the room, causing some of them to shield their eyes.
"Paris?" Phoebe called to her daughter, her voice filled with concern.
"Leo what's going on?" Piper asked her husband wide eyed.
Leo shook his head dumbly. "I don't-."
At that moment another light entered the room. It was a splash of blue and white contrasting with the red.
Paris continued to fly through the night sky, her pace slowed. She guessed she must be reaching her destination. Suddenly a swirl of white and blue lights started right in front of her.
In the office the person who had quickly entered the room, went to the girl's side. "Paris." He said calmly with love filled in his voice.
The girl didn't open her eyes; she stayed in the air the red light still surrounding her. "Wyatt?" came her asking voice.
A smile reached the young man's lips. "Yeah Pear, it's me."
"What are you doing? Where-?" She began but was cut off by her cousin.
"Just take my hand Pear." He told her softly.
The people around the two watched as Paris' hand moved in the air to Wyatt's outstretched hand. In a blink of an eye the red light dispersed and Paris fell finding herself being caught in the strong arms of her cousin. She opened her eyes smiling. "Wyatt." He let her to her feet and she encircled her arms around him in a loving embrace.
"Wyatt Mathew Halliwell." Came a familiar voice.
"Hi mom." The young man smiled innocently. With the room back to its normal status they all got a better look at the guy. He had short dirty blond hair, and blue eyes. He had soft features and looked like a model; the girls couldn't help the stares they were giving him.
"You are supposed to be with the Elders." She told him matter of factly.
"Yeah, but I felt something coming from Paris and I had to help her so I left." He replied simply.
"Oh." Piper stated. That was a good enough answer for her. She had just wanted an answer from him just to make sure he knew he shouldn't have left, even though she really didn't care. At least he wasn't having a party at the house.
"How'd you know something was wrong?" Paris asked her cousin.
There was silence in the room for a while, that was broken by the eldest man in the room. "You saw that the power of three has a bond that lets you know if one of you is in trouble." The professor said.
The three witches nodded in reply.
"That explains it then." The professor said.
"Explains what?" Paige asked the man.
"Well, during Paris' little outburst I felt a part of her psyche reaching out to someone. She wasn't doing it on purpose because her mind wasn't willing it to do so. Now I see that her psyche was reaching out to her cousin. He obviously felt it and came to help. The bond between family is very strong, and it automatically contacted Wyatt." He explained.
Paige thought for a moment then replied. "But why didn't she contact one of us?"
"You said it yourself that you feel a bond with your sisters. You already have two bonds, which is about the limit a non-telepath can handle. So the bond for Paris goes to her cousin Wyatt." He said simply.
"Makes sense." Wyatt replied. Now that Wyatt had found his family he didn't want to go back to the Elders. They were so boring and strict, no fun what- so-ever. He prayed that his parents would let them stay with them here, where ever it was they were. "Mom? Dad?" Wyatt began.
"Yes?" Leo asked.
"Since I'm already her, could I stay and help with the fighting and stuff. I mean the Elders don't need me at the moment so-." He was cut off by Piper.
"That's fine." She didn't exactly wanting him to leave anyway. What had just happened with Paris had freaked her out some what and she could tell by the others faces that they felt the same way. And after hearing what the professor had about the two's bond, it might be a good idea for him to stay so he was close by if anything happened again.
"Ah don't mean ta interrupt but, ummm, what just happened?" Rogue asked.
"Yeah," Phoebe began; she also wanted to know what had happened to her daughter. "What did happen?"
"Would you mind enlightening us Paris?" The professor asked the young witch.
She nodded and began. "Well, all of a sudden I found myself flying in the night sky. I had this feeling that I was going somewhere; I was almost there but them Wyatt came so I really don't where I was heading or who I was meeting. I'm pretty sure there was a who."
"Then that arouses the question," Xavier began and turned his attention to the young man who had recently entered the room. "What made you come, beside the fact that you felt something coming from Paris? Anything specific?"
Wyatt thought for a second then shrugged. "I can't explain it. I mean I just knew she needed me." He again was silent, pondering the man's question. "I knew it was bad, if that helps any." He stated.
Professor Xavier just nodded. "Well, I think that's enough for one night. I would like to see you all tomorrow afternoon though. I need to straighten some things out."
Everyone left the room, leaving the professor to his thoughts.
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Paris had finished explaining to Wyatt about mutants, and what had lead them to New York. He had taken it well, and Paris now proceeded to introduce her cousin to her new friends. They stood in the rec room, with the others sitting around.
"This is Rogue," Paris gestured to the girl with a white streak in her hair, "Remy," a guy with long reddish brown hair pulled into a low ponytail, "Peter," a tall muscular guy with dark hair, "Kitty," a girl with short blonde hair, "Bobby," Wyatt noticed the smile that formed on both his cousin's and Bobby's faces as Paris had said his name. Wyatt knew that something must have happened between the two. "And Jubilee." An Asian girl with black hair and pretty features smiled at him. "And everyone this is Wyatt my cousin." Paris finally said with a smile toward him.
There were greetings like 'hey', 'nice to meet you', etc. They all seemed nice, and Wyatt immediately found himself talking animatedly with Jubilee.
Paris took a seat next to Bobby, letting her body sink into the comfortable couch. She smiled to the boy and felt her cheeks begin to burn. She was blushing.
Bobby couldn't fight the smile that came to his face when he noticed Paris' cheeks turn all rosy. She looked cute when she blushed. They just stared at each other for a while mutely, when both finally realized they would much rather be alone together.
Bobby smiled as he leaned in to whisper in Paris' ear. "Can you get us out of here?"
She nodded and put her hand on his shoulder. There was a flash of the room that they had been sitting in then another flash, obviously the second flash was that of the room they ended up in.
Once the room had turned to a normal viewing position, the two found themselves outside of the mansion, sitting in one of its many gazeboes. Paris blushed furiously at the realization of where they were. Sometimes she just didn't think when she shimmered. After her moment of shimmering thoughts, she soon found herself staring into the eyes of Bobby Drake. Her chocolate eyes met his sky colored orbs and their lips soon met once again. His tongue entered her mouth and examined it fiercely. She felt his strong hands roam around her waist and graze again the skin under her shirt. She smiled into the kiss at the realization of his hand placement. ^^Roman hands.^^ she thought happily. She stood up, her lips never leaving his, and startled him around the waist. Her lips left his and she gazed into his eyes, a seductive smile on her face. He leaned in to kiss her but she moved back not letting him. He gave her a curious look, but was soon filled with understanding as her hands traced his abs slowly moving to his special spot. When she reached it, she unzipped his pants, allowing her hands to wrap around his manhood. She massaged it slowly, smiling as she heard his moans get louder. To quiet him she placed her mouth over his catching his shouts of pleasure. As she continued her massaging, she felt his hands begin to wander downward as well. He pushed his hands under her skirt and into her panties. He felt around and let his fingers find themselves inside her. She groaned softly resting her head on his shoulder and putting more pressure on his member unknowingly. In response, he placed another finger inside and moved them quickly. She let out a scream of pleasure and pressed harder on him. They soon came and their breathing slowed. Arms around each other, they moved from their sitting position on the bench to a lying one. Paris' arms encircled around Bobby's neck, and his arms wrapped securely around her waist. She looked into his eyes again and a smile passed between them as their lips met in another kiss.
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Phoebe paced in her bedroom. Worry plastered on her features. She hated not knowing what was going on. Right now Leo was orbing to the manor to get the Book of Shadows. When he returned he was going to round up her, Piper, Paige, Paris, Wyatt and some of the people from the institute to see if they could find anything. Until then Phoebe would pace her room waiting.
There was a knock on her door and Phoebe removed from the worn out carpet that had been walked on endlessly by the woman. Phoebe opened the door to see Logan looking back at her. "Hey." She greeted him with little or no enthusiasm.
"Leo told me to get you." He stated.
Phoebe nodded, and the two left for the Professor's office.
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Paris and Bobby were still making out when they heard the call.
Would you please come to my office? The professor's voice rang in their ears.
Paris blushed, as well did Bobby. He got up off the bench, holding out a hand for Paris to help her up. She took it and brushed herself off as if it helped any. She smiled at him, the blush still on her face. "Do you think he knows?" she asked.
Bobby shrugged. "I wouldn't be surprised if he did."
Paris gave a nervous look, which caused Bobby to take her hand. "On the other hand there is so much going on he probably didn't hone on in our little session." He said trying to put her at ease. He didn't believe his words though.
Paris didn't either; she just gave him a smile and shimmered them into the Professor's office.
The two immediately looked at the professor who gave them a knowing smile. The two teens blushed furiously. Phoebe gave her daughter a curious glare and Paris just shrugged in a silent reply.
The three Charmed ones stood, hovering over the book looking for anything that might help them with the earlier occurrence. Both Wyatt and Leo stood next to them, and Paris walked over to look at the book along with her family.
"What exactly does this book do again?" Scott asked.
"It is like a guide for witchy stuff." Paige answered the man, her eyes never leaving the book.
The pages of the old book flipped swiftly as the six skimmed over each page for any useful information. They continued to skim until Paige let out a loud stop.
"Here." Paige stated. She placed her pointer finger at the title of the page. "'Visions or Hallucinations'."
"It wasn't a hallucination Paige." Paris said matter of factly.
"Let me finish." Paige told her niece.
Paige read out loud. "'A vision or hallucination seen by a witch can be one of two things. It could be a vision of the past, present, or future. Unlike a premonition a vision is experienced as if it is reality, which is what it is. It is the reality of the mind. A vision is usually caused by another person of either good or evil nature. They are used to lure a person into a realm of comatose with the except that the person receiving the vision can speak and move but is unable to control their surroundings.'"
"That helps." Wyatt said sarcastically receiving a stern look from both his mother and father.
"Does it have any ways to see who sent the vision?" Paris asked. She was looking at the book but it was upside-down so she couldn't exactly make out everything that was on the page.
Paige nodded. "There's a spell."
Phoebe looked over it, and her eyes widened. She shook her head vigorously. "No way she is so not doing that."
"Doing what?" Paris questioned, she moved in so she could look at the spell.
"What's it say Pear?" Wyatt asked his cousin.
"It-." Paris was cut off by her mother.
"Basically she has to say a spell that'll make her sleep, while we watch. She'll go into the vision state again and this time she'll have no way of getting out of it." Phoebe told him.
"Oh." Wyatt replied simply.
Paris could see where her mother was coming from, but she really needed to know who had made her see the vision or hallucination or whatever it was. "I'll do it." Paris stated.
Phoebe gave a firm look at her daughter. "No."
"Yes." Paris replied giving her mother an equally firm look. "I wanna know who did that to me. And maybe it'll help us find that demon we're after."
"Mutant." Scott corrected the girl.
Paris waved her hand to brush his comment away. "You say mutant, I say demon. Same difference."
"Paris I am not-." Phoebe began but was cut off again, but this time by her sister.
"Phoebe you've done pretty much the same sorta thing before. Remember when you had to do that spell to stop your past self from- OW!" Piper exclaimed. Phoebe had nudged her in the side to shut her up.
Paris' eyes brightened to Phoebe's dismay. She must have gotten the gist of what Piper was saying. "If you can do then so can I." Paris said.
"This is not-."
"Yes it is." Paris cut her off again. She looked at her mother pleadingly. "Please mom?"
Paris gave her mother her puppy dog face, the one that she used to get her way. It always worked and this time it was no different.
Phoebe caved. "Fine; but I'm going with you."
"What?!" Paige, Piper, and Paris all said in unison.
"I'm going with you." Phoebe stated again.
"But it is a one person spell." Piper replied. "It's only for one person."
"Then we'll rewrite it." Phoebe said confidently.
They agreed and began to work on rewriting and getting the ingredients for the spell.
------Sorry it took so long for the update. School and all the homework has taken up a lot of my time. I hoped you enjoyed the chapter. I will try to have the other one up as soon as possible. ~Alana----