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Thanks to Aldrea7 for reviewing my last chapter! Thanks, Aldrea, I hope these next few chapters are good. Heh. I guess writers can be really critical of themselves.
Chapter 12
The group reappeared in the shininess of the Heavens, aka "Up There". Several Elders immediately turned to stare.
"Leo, you know you are not supposed to bring your mortal family up here!" yelled an Elder. "They can be enough of a hassle as it is, without them up here!"
Piper glared angrily through gritted teeth. She flipped up her hands, but Phoebe grabbed them before the Elder could explode. "Don't, Piper," Phoebe whispered. She let go of Piper.
"And who is your, err, 'friend' that is holding the child?" added the Elder, golden robe swishing as he turned to eye Wyatt.
"I'm Wyatt," he beamed. "How ya doin', Kirk?"
Kirk stuttered, mystified. "W-Wyatt?"
"He's Wyatt, from the future," Paige clued in the bewildered Elder. "Just like Chris." Piper placed a meaningful hand on her stomach. Leo grinned sheepishly as what the Charmed Ones meant dawned on Kirk. His eyes widened.
"Let us go before the High Council, please," Leo said calmly. Kirk nodded numbly and telekinetically opened the large, elegant golden doors to the Elder meeting room.
Several hundred Elders were suspended in mid-air levitation meditation. Upon the Charmed Ones entering unexpectedly, several Elders fell out of levitation, landing on the shiny white floor. The rest calmly lowered themselves and helped their fallen comrades up.
"What is your mortal family doing here, Leo?" Gideon asked scornfully. He eyed Wyatt. Wyatt growled and rolled his free hand into a fist, for he was holding baby Wyatt in the other arm.
"We have a bone to pick with you, Gideon," Piper replied plainly. Gideon looked surprised.
"What is the meaning of this?" he asked. "And who is the man, holding the child?"
"Hey Gideon, its Wyatt," he laughed. "From the future. I'm Chris' brother too!" He laughed maniacally. Gideon's jaw hit the floor, and his eyes bugged out like a mouse caught in a mousetrap. He switched his bugged-out gaze from Wyatt to Chris to Piper, who had placed her hand on her stomach. Gideon's eyes, if possible, bugged out even more, along with the other Elders. He shot an accusatory glare at Leo.
"You impregnated Piper?" he asked. Leo grinned and nodded.
"Yep. And I'm damn proud of it, too," Leo replied. "She's my wife, and I'd give my wings – no, my life – to know that her and my sons were safe." He emphasized 'sons'. Chris and Wyatt exchanged grinning glances.
"In my future, you ruined our lives. You ruined the world, Gideon." Wyatt took a step toward Gideon, with baby Wyatt still in his arm. "We know about your plan."
"Imposturous!" Gideon spat. "Unbelievable! Leo! I can't believe you would sink to such a low, letting this man claiming to be Wyatt talk to me like this!"
Leo glared at Gideon. "He is Wyatt. And I happen to believe him." Gideon looked aghast.
"We know… about you teaming up with demons, intent on killing little me. But let me tell you right now, Gideon… your demon 'alliances' turn on you." Wyatt's voice rose with emotion. "They planted a seed of evil in me, which slowly, over the course of a decade, turned me evil." He rolled up his left sleeve with his free hand to reveal a circle-shaped scar. "The seed turns me evil, the Elders banish you to hell, the city slowly goes to hell with the seed using me, my family is killed… all because of you!"
"I… well…" Gideon paused and glared at Wyatt. "You deserve to have died!"