---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 Six: Come With Me
Everything was ready, the ingredients had been collected and the spell revised. The Halliwell family, along with Professor Xavier, Logan, Scott, Ororo and some of the younger students all stood in the living room. The furniture had been moved to the side so there was space in the middle to perform the spell. Rogue, Jubilee, Wyatt, Leo and Ororo had been asked to help with the spell because of Phoebe's absence. The five would make up for her being a part of the spell.
"Ready?" Piper asked the mother and daughter.
Both nodded in reply.
"Okay, Phoebe you and Paris lay down next to each other on the floor." Paige said as she poured oval of salt around the two lying bodies. Piper placed candles in the direction of the North, South, East, and West. Leo lighted each candle after it was placed down onto the floor by Piper. After that was done, they all sat down around Phoebe and Paris. It went from Piper, Paige, Wyatt, Jubilee, Rogue, Ororo, Bobby, and Leo. The eight of them held hands.
"Close your eyes and concentrate on the vision." Piper commanded Phoebe and Paris. The two did as told and closed their eyes and concentrated.
"Everyone repeat after Piper and me." Paige told the others. They followed the direction as the spell began.
In unison Paige and Piper began to recite the spell with the others repeating after. "With the vision of time and place
Show us to where it might replace.
Show us the vision of the caster
So we may know who it is here after."
With the rhyming spell said a dim yellow light began to glow off of the bodies of Paris and Phoebe. Both levitated into the air in their lying position signaling that the spell was working. Piper and Paige held their breath, hoping that everything would turn out okay. If some obstacle came into the two's way they prayed they would be able to escape. It was a risky spell but they really didn't have any other choices.
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Phoebe and Paris soon found themselves on the astral plane. Both were floating in the night sky. The scene was familiar to Paris; it was the same as it had been in her vision. Their bodies began to move toward the call that somehow only their bodies heard.
Phoebe investigated her surroundings as much as possible. She gave her daughter a curious look. "Is this what you saw?"
Paris nodded in reply.
"It's beautiful." Phoebe stated softly.
The two continued to roam forward through the mist that was the clouds of the night. Only the faded light of the moon showed through. Soon both felt the realization that their little floating journey was coming to an end.
"It's ending." Paris stated.
Phoebe nodded in reply.
A sharp wind blew past them and they found themselves in a garden. It was filled with flowers of all colors. The perfume smelled sweet as they breathed in the scent of the scene. There was a fountain in the middle of the garden. It was a statue of a mermaid with fish on the sides spitting out water. The sound of birds signing filled their ears. It was a lovely scene.
"If this is a demon, it must have some sort of good side." Paris said as she looked at her surroundings.
"Look." Phoebe pointed in a direction of mist swirling around in front of them. Slowly the mists materialized into a form of a beautiful woman. She had on a red dress that swayed in the light breeze, her hair was a magnificent blond color, and her eyes were gold.
The woman smiled at the both of them. "Hello my children." She greeted.
"Ahh, hi." Paris said. Her sensors screaming evil as she looked at the woman. Immediately her guard was up. When Paris was younger she sometimes didn't listen to her internal alarms, but as she grew older and wiser she knew that they told true. They didn't blind her from what was real. Even in the most beautiful of places can hold evil.
The woman let her smile grow. "As I expected." She nodded as if knowing this was how Paris would react. "Glamour does not work on one such as you."
"Glad you aren't a dumb blond." Paris remarked.
Phoebe was now on her guard as well. At first she hadn't been at seeing the magnificence of the garden but that changed as soon as she saw her daughter's distrusting face.
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"Their in." Leo said with closed eyes. He opened his eyes and looked at the two levitating figures.
"Is that good or bad?" Piper asked. She looked at her sister and niece. Their bodies were tense and she didn't like it.
"I can't tell." He stated as he sensed the two again.
"What about you?" Paige asked her nephew.
He looked at her with confusion. "Huh?"
"What do you see or sense or whatever it is?" She questioned him.
"Ahh," Wyatt looked at her in silence for a moment a confused expression on his face. After a while his face turned serious and he nodded, closing his eyes. He sensed the two presences that he knew all too well. He could feel them, Paris more than Phoebe. Paris shined brightly in his mind's eye while his aunt shown with a dull shimmer. He could tell that Paris was on her guard, he tension was high. He opened his eyes. "I'm not sure bout Phoebe but Paris is tense. Her guard is on."
"Bad." Piper said not really to anyone in particular.
Paige and Leo just nodded in reply.
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"What do you want?" Phoebe asked the woman, her voice firm.
The woman ignored the Charmed one, her attention fully on Paris. "Come with me." The woman commanded.
Paris looked at the woman as if she was off her rocker. "Excuse me?"
"Come with me." She said again.
"She isn't going anywhere with you lady." Phoebe stated anger rising within her. She now sensed it as well. The evil around her, it surrounded her. She breathed it, smelled it and saw it. Needless to say she didn't like it.
"Who are you?" Paris asked curiosity in the young woman's eyes. She felt herself being lured in by the woman, and was trying hard not to give in.
"The one that will set you free." She replied; the smile still plastered on her face.
"Why would I need that?" Paris questioned the woman.
The woman's face went serious, and the scenery changed from that of the garden to a stormy sky. Lightening flashed, and rain drops fell heavily.
"There is a war coming," the woman began.
Both Phoebe and Paris gave her an odd look.
The woman's hair flew about with the strong wind that rushed about them as she continued. "between us and the mortals."
"What?" Phoebe asked she was getting confused. If there was a war wouldn't the Charmed ones know? They were hinted about any major witchy thing that was of any importance. Why did they not know this? Maybe the woman was lying.
The woman gave an unearthly smile to the Charmed one "You are no longer the ones that the world wants. The power of three is little compared to what now is."
Both witches gave the woman a startled look at her statement. Paris was the one to react. "What are you talking about?"
The woman stared at Paris for a little without any response. "I will ask again come with me."
For a second Paris briefly seriously contemplated the woman's offer. She wanted to know what she was blabbering about. Something stronger than the Charmed ones? That was impossible.
The woman held out her hand, and Paris to her surprise found herself reaching toward it. She smiled when the contact was made. At that instant lightening flashed and thunder roared and then both witches found themselves awake from the spell.
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Phoebe opened her eyes only to close them because of the bright light. She felt a hand on her own, it was rough but the touch was tender. "Where am I?" she asked the person who held her hand. Her eyes were still closed as she asked that question.
"The Med Lab." A familiar masculine voice said. It was Logan.
Phoebe slowly opened her eyes and looked at the man. He had a concerned look across his face and she wondered why. How long had she been out? It couldn't have been that long; it certainly didn't feel like it had been that long. But then again she had done a spell and they could be tricky some of the time.
All of a sudden she realized that Paris wasn't in the medical room along with her. Was Paris alright? Had this only happened to her? "Where is Paris?" she asked.
A sharp pain hit Phoebe in the chest at the look Logan gave her. It was definitely not a good look. "She isn't here." He said simply.
Phoebe looked at him firmly. She knew that something had gone wrong, she could tell by the look in his eyes; the concern in them. "Where is Paris?" she asked again.
"When you woke up Paris wasn't with you. Her body disappeared a few seconds before you woke." He stated.
Phoebe thought for a moment, a frown on her face. A thought hit her quickly. "Paris took that woman's hand." She sighed. "Why do I have the feeling that if we find that woman we will find Paris as well?"
Logan shrugged. "Your sisters wanted to see you as soon as you woke up. I'm gunna go and get them. Will you be okay by yourself darling?" He asked; his eyes seemed to be filled with emotion.
She smiled and nodded. "I'll be fine."
It was a lie, and he knew it but he left her anyway. She most likely needed some time alone to herself to think about the recent information that had just been given.
Phoebe sat up in the bed, tears falling from her eyes. The salty tears fell quicker. Phoebe rolled herself into a ball on her bed, and rocked herself back and forth before falling asleep. Before sleep took over her, a single word could be heard, 'Paris'.
---Please review. I apologize that it has taken so long for an update. I had a case of writer's block on this particular story. I am so pleased to see how much everyone is enjoying it. Thank you to all my reviewers, ya'll rock! And, as always I need at least 3 more reviews to give another chapter. ~Alana---
Chapter Six: Come With Me
Everything was ready, the ingredients had been collected and the spell revised. The Halliwell family, along with Professor Xavier, Logan, Scott, Ororo and some of the younger students all stood in the living room. The furniture had been moved to the side so there was space in the middle to perform the spell. Rogue, Jubilee, Wyatt, Leo and Ororo had been asked to help with the spell because of Phoebe's absence. The five would make up for her being a part of the spell.
"Ready?" Piper asked the mother and daughter.
Both nodded in reply.
"Okay, Phoebe you and Paris lay down next to each other on the floor." Paige said as she poured oval of salt around the two lying bodies. Piper placed candles in the direction of the North, South, East, and West. Leo lighted each candle after it was placed down onto the floor by Piper. After that was done, they all sat down around Phoebe and Paris. It went from Piper, Paige, Wyatt, Jubilee, Rogue, Ororo, Bobby, and Leo. The eight of them held hands.
"Close your eyes and concentrate on the vision." Piper commanded Phoebe and Paris. The two did as told and closed their eyes and concentrated.
"Everyone repeat after Piper and me." Paige told the others. They followed the direction as the spell began.
In unison Paige and Piper began to recite the spell with the others repeating after. "With the vision of time and place
Show us to where it might replace.
Show us the vision of the caster
So we may know who it is here after."
With the rhyming spell said a dim yellow light began to glow off of the bodies of Paris and Phoebe. Both levitated into the air in their lying position signaling that the spell was working. Piper and Paige held their breath, hoping that everything would turn out okay. If some obstacle came into the two's way they prayed they would be able to escape. It was a risky spell but they really didn't have any other choices.
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Phoebe and Paris soon found themselves on the astral plane. Both were floating in the night sky. The scene was familiar to Paris; it was the same as it had been in her vision. Their bodies began to move toward the call that somehow only their bodies heard.
Phoebe investigated her surroundings as much as possible. She gave her daughter a curious look. "Is this what you saw?"
Paris nodded in reply.
"It's beautiful." Phoebe stated softly.
The two continued to roam forward through the mist that was the clouds of the night. Only the faded light of the moon showed through. Soon both felt the realization that their little floating journey was coming to an end.
"It's ending." Paris stated.
Phoebe nodded in reply.
A sharp wind blew past them and they found themselves in a garden. It was filled with flowers of all colors. The perfume smelled sweet as they breathed in the scent of the scene. There was a fountain in the middle of the garden. It was a statue of a mermaid with fish on the sides spitting out water. The sound of birds signing filled their ears. It was a lovely scene.
"If this is a demon, it must have some sort of good side." Paris said as she looked at her surroundings.
"Look." Phoebe pointed in a direction of mist swirling around in front of them. Slowly the mists materialized into a form of a beautiful woman. She had on a red dress that swayed in the light breeze, her hair was a magnificent blond color, and her eyes were gold.
The woman smiled at the both of them. "Hello my children." She greeted.
"Ahh, hi." Paris said. Her sensors screaming evil as she looked at the woman. Immediately her guard was up. When Paris was younger she sometimes didn't listen to her internal alarms, but as she grew older and wiser she knew that they told true. They didn't blind her from what was real. Even in the most beautiful of places can hold evil.
The woman let her smile grow. "As I expected." She nodded as if knowing this was how Paris would react. "Glamour does not work on one such as you."
"Glad you aren't a dumb blond." Paris remarked.
Phoebe was now on her guard as well. At first she hadn't been at seeing the magnificence of the garden but that changed as soon as she saw her daughter's distrusting face.
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"Their in." Leo said with closed eyes. He opened his eyes and looked at the two levitating figures.
"Is that good or bad?" Piper asked. She looked at her sister and niece. Their bodies were tense and she didn't like it.
"I can't tell." He stated as he sensed the two again.
"What about you?" Paige asked her nephew.
He looked at her with confusion. "Huh?"
"What do you see or sense or whatever it is?" She questioned him.
"Ahh," Wyatt looked at her in silence for a moment a confused expression on his face. After a while his face turned serious and he nodded, closing his eyes. He sensed the two presences that he knew all too well. He could feel them, Paris more than Phoebe. Paris shined brightly in his mind's eye while his aunt shown with a dull shimmer. He could tell that Paris was on her guard, he tension was high. He opened his eyes. "I'm not sure bout Phoebe but Paris is tense. Her guard is on."
"Bad." Piper said not really to anyone in particular.
Paige and Leo just nodded in reply.
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"What do you want?" Phoebe asked the woman, her voice firm.
The woman ignored the Charmed one, her attention fully on Paris. "Come with me." The woman commanded.
Paris looked at the woman as if she was off her rocker. "Excuse me?"
"Come with me." She said again.
"She isn't going anywhere with you lady." Phoebe stated anger rising within her. She now sensed it as well. The evil around her, it surrounded her. She breathed it, smelled it and saw it. Needless to say she didn't like it.
"Who are you?" Paris asked curiosity in the young woman's eyes. She felt herself being lured in by the woman, and was trying hard not to give in.
"The one that will set you free." She replied; the smile still plastered on her face.
"Why would I need that?" Paris questioned the woman.
The woman's face went serious, and the scenery changed from that of the garden to a stormy sky. Lightening flashed, and rain drops fell heavily.
"There is a war coming," the woman began.
Both Phoebe and Paris gave her an odd look.
The woman's hair flew about with the strong wind that rushed about them as she continued. "between us and the mortals."
"What?" Phoebe asked she was getting confused. If there was a war wouldn't the Charmed ones know? They were hinted about any major witchy thing that was of any importance. Why did they not know this? Maybe the woman was lying.
The woman gave an unearthly smile to the Charmed one "You are no longer the ones that the world wants. The power of three is little compared to what now is."
Both witches gave the woman a startled look at her statement. Paris was the one to react. "What are you talking about?"
The woman stared at Paris for a little without any response. "I will ask again come with me."
For a second Paris briefly seriously contemplated the woman's offer. She wanted to know what she was blabbering about. Something stronger than the Charmed ones? That was impossible.
The woman held out her hand, and Paris to her surprise found herself reaching toward it. She smiled when the contact was made. At that instant lightening flashed and thunder roared and then both witches found themselves awake from the spell.
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Phoebe opened her eyes only to close them because of the bright light. She felt a hand on her own, it was rough but the touch was tender. "Where am I?" she asked the person who held her hand. Her eyes were still closed as she asked that question.
"The Med Lab." A familiar masculine voice said. It was Logan.
Phoebe slowly opened her eyes and looked at the man. He had a concerned look across his face and she wondered why. How long had she been out? It couldn't have been that long; it certainly didn't feel like it had been that long. But then again she had done a spell and they could be tricky some of the time.
All of a sudden she realized that Paris wasn't in the medical room along with her. Was Paris alright? Had this only happened to her? "Where is Paris?" she asked.
A sharp pain hit Phoebe in the chest at the look Logan gave her. It was definitely not a good look. "She isn't here." He said simply.
Phoebe looked at him firmly. She knew that something had gone wrong, she could tell by the look in his eyes; the concern in them. "Where is Paris?" she asked again.
"When you woke up Paris wasn't with you. Her body disappeared a few seconds before you woke." He stated.
Phoebe thought for a moment, a frown on her face. A thought hit her quickly. "Paris took that woman's hand." She sighed. "Why do I have the feeling that if we find that woman we will find Paris as well?"
Logan shrugged. "Your sisters wanted to see you as soon as you woke up. I'm gunna go and get them. Will you be okay by yourself darling?" He asked; his eyes seemed to be filled with emotion.
She smiled and nodded. "I'll be fine."
It was a lie, and he knew it but he left her anyway. She most likely needed some time alone to herself to think about the recent information that had just been given.
Phoebe sat up in the bed, tears falling from her eyes. The salty tears fell quicker. Phoebe rolled herself into a ball on her bed, and rocked herself back and forth before falling asleep. Before sleep took over her, a single word could be heard, 'Paris'.
---Please review. I apologize that it has taken so long for an update. I had a case of writer's block on this particular story. I am so pleased to see how much everyone is enjoying it. Thank you to all my reviewers, ya'll rock! And, as always I need at least 3 more reviews to give another chapter. ~Alana---