A/N: Okay, it's shorter than the first part. But when I saw that I actually
had reviews, I had to post something. Just enjoy, more will hopefully be up
within the next day or so.
Chapter Two.
"What should we do?" Phoebe asked her sister.
"I don't know!" she responded. "Maybe we should take him back to the manor- "
"He told us not to let Chris know he was here."
Paige gave her a look. "How can we be sure he is... from the future. And why should we do believe what he says? Chris has already helped us and proved to us he's on our side. What did this guy ever do?"
"Paige... I... don't know why, but I think we should trust him," she said. "There's something about him..."
Suddenly there was a loud knock on the door. "Phoebe?"
"Hang on Elsie!" she yelled back. "Paige, go. Orb him... somewhere. But don't go home. And don't tell Piper. Or Chris."
Just as the door knob began to turn, there was a flash of blue and white light and Paige and Zack were gone.
***
Zack groaned slightly as he opened his eyes. "Let me just wake up and let this all be a dream," he muttered as he opened his eyes.
The first thing he saw was the redhead sister from the newspaper office. "Did it work?"
"I only wish," he answered and sat up. With a quick look around, he asked, "Where are we?"
"A hotel," Paige answered. "A pretty costly one. I don't suppose you have anything to help pay with."
He shook his head. "Nothing you could use in this time."
"'This time'?"
"From the future. Remember?" Zack answered.
"Ah. Gotcha."
Zack lifted up his shirt and fingered the area in which his wound had previously encompassed. Then he looked up at her. "Thanks."
"No problem. Glad to help. Now, want to answer some questions?"
"You're quick to the chase," he commented.
Paige nodded. "Yeah, I am."
"What do you want to know?" he asked.
She seemed a bit taken back. "You'd answer questions? About the future?"
He shrugged. "Why not. It's different now."
"But Chris-"
"Chris is not a good guy!" Zack shouted and cut her off. "He's..."
"He's what?"
The young man sighed. "I should really be saying this to all three of you," he told her. "Some things I have to say..."
"Paige!" someone shouted from outside.
Zack recoiled and held out a palm. Paige was about to ask what he was doing but decided not to bother. "Hang on, Phoebe!" she yelled back and walked over to the door. She turned the knob and allowed her sister to enter.
"You're okay?" she asked Zack.
He nodded. "I'm fine, but-"
"We need Piper," Paige told Phoebe.
"But you can't let Chris know!" Zack shouted from the bed. "And don't leave him with Wyatt. Don't ever leave him with Wyatt."
The two woman turned to look at him and then turned back to each other. "Okay, you go get Piper," she said. "I'll watch wonder-boy here."
"But Wyatt-"
"Has a nanny," Paige told him. "And he's capable of taking care of himself... in certain situations."
Zack nearly laughed. "Chris isn't just a 'certain situation'," he said. Then, with a whince of pain, "You have no idea..."
"Then tell me," Paige demanded.
"I will. Get Piper."
She sighed and rolled her eyes. Then, with a flash of light, she was off.
Phoebe walked over and sat on the edge of the bed. There was something about this young man... She felt connected to him in some way. "Are you feeling any better?"
He shrugged slightly. "A little."
She nodded then looked into his eyes. "Zack... who are you?"
"A friend," he said. "That's all I can tell you."
"Is that all you can tell me or is it all you *will* tell me?"
Zack grinned. "Both."
"What is going o- Who is this?"
The two of them looked to the other side of the small hotel room to see Paige standing with Piper. She walked over to Phoebe and Zack.
"Who is this?" she asked again.
"I'm-"
"Zack," Paige told her before Zack could begin. "He's supposably from the future."
"I *am* from the future," he said. "And you need help. You don't know how badly you need it."
Piper looked at him and asked, "What do you mean?"
"Chris isn't who you think he is," he answered.
"Well, he hasn't told us much more than you have," Paige retorted. "How do we know *you're* telling the truth about anything?"
Zack swung his legs off the edge of the bed and let his feet rest firmly on the floor. He took a moment to gather himself together before continuing. "What did he tell you? World gone to hell in a handbasket? It never happened. The future is fine... *was* fine."
"Was?"
"Yeah," he said. "Was."
***
Chapter Two.
"What should we do?" Phoebe asked her sister.
"I don't know!" she responded. "Maybe we should take him back to the manor- "
"He told us not to let Chris know he was here."
Paige gave her a look. "How can we be sure he is... from the future. And why should we do believe what he says? Chris has already helped us and proved to us he's on our side. What did this guy ever do?"
"Paige... I... don't know why, but I think we should trust him," she said. "There's something about him..."
Suddenly there was a loud knock on the door. "Phoebe?"
"Hang on Elsie!" she yelled back. "Paige, go. Orb him... somewhere. But don't go home. And don't tell Piper. Or Chris."
Just as the door knob began to turn, there was a flash of blue and white light and Paige and Zack were gone.
***
Zack groaned slightly as he opened his eyes. "Let me just wake up and let this all be a dream," he muttered as he opened his eyes.
The first thing he saw was the redhead sister from the newspaper office. "Did it work?"
"I only wish," he answered and sat up. With a quick look around, he asked, "Where are we?"
"A hotel," Paige answered. "A pretty costly one. I don't suppose you have anything to help pay with."
He shook his head. "Nothing you could use in this time."
"'This time'?"
"From the future. Remember?" Zack answered.
"Ah. Gotcha."
Zack lifted up his shirt and fingered the area in which his wound had previously encompassed. Then he looked up at her. "Thanks."
"No problem. Glad to help. Now, want to answer some questions?"
"You're quick to the chase," he commented.
Paige nodded. "Yeah, I am."
"What do you want to know?" he asked.
She seemed a bit taken back. "You'd answer questions? About the future?"
He shrugged. "Why not. It's different now."
"But Chris-"
"Chris is not a good guy!" Zack shouted and cut her off. "He's..."
"He's what?"
The young man sighed. "I should really be saying this to all three of you," he told her. "Some things I have to say..."
"Paige!" someone shouted from outside.
Zack recoiled and held out a palm. Paige was about to ask what he was doing but decided not to bother. "Hang on, Phoebe!" she yelled back and walked over to the door. She turned the knob and allowed her sister to enter.
"You're okay?" she asked Zack.
He nodded. "I'm fine, but-"
"We need Piper," Paige told Phoebe.
"But you can't let Chris know!" Zack shouted from the bed. "And don't leave him with Wyatt. Don't ever leave him with Wyatt."
The two woman turned to look at him and then turned back to each other. "Okay, you go get Piper," she said. "I'll watch wonder-boy here."
"But Wyatt-"
"Has a nanny," Paige told him. "And he's capable of taking care of himself... in certain situations."
Zack nearly laughed. "Chris isn't just a 'certain situation'," he said. Then, with a whince of pain, "You have no idea..."
"Then tell me," Paige demanded.
"I will. Get Piper."
She sighed and rolled her eyes. Then, with a flash of light, she was off.
Phoebe walked over and sat on the edge of the bed. There was something about this young man... She felt connected to him in some way. "Are you feeling any better?"
He shrugged slightly. "A little."
She nodded then looked into his eyes. "Zack... who are you?"
"A friend," he said. "That's all I can tell you."
"Is that all you can tell me or is it all you *will* tell me?"
Zack grinned. "Both."
"What is going o- Who is this?"
The two of them looked to the other side of the small hotel room to see Paige standing with Piper. She walked over to Phoebe and Zack.
"Who is this?" she asked again.
"I'm-"
"Zack," Paige told her before Zack could begin. "He's supposably from the future."
"I *am* from the future," he said. "And you need help. You don't know how badly you need it."
Piper looked at him and asked, "What do you mean?"
"Chris isn't who you think he is," he answered.
"Well, he hasn't told us much more than you have," Paige retorted. "How do we know *you're* telling the truth about anything?"
Zack swung his legs off the edge of the bed and let his feet rest firmly on the floor. He took a moment to gather himself together before continuing. "What did he tell you? World gone to hell in a handbasket? It never happened. The future is fine... *was* fine."
"Was?"
"Yeah," he said. "Was."
***
