Chapter 17: Nothing's Wrong
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Piper stared at Alison with rage, with anger, with fear. "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO MY SON?" she roared.
"I've stripped his powers, so he can't hurt anyone again."
"He never hurt anyone!" Piper's rage, and fear for her son, transformed her into the Goddess of Earth. She pointed at Alison, and a swirling vortex to hell opened up at her feet.
"Oh, shit," Alison muttered. How did this happen? She shouldn't be able to do that.
Alison had underestimated the power of a mother's love for her son, and she was going to pay a high price for her oversight.
"He killed my mother. I was five years old, dammit! He laughed, when he killed Alex. He laughed!"
"He's not evil anymore! We saved him!" Piper was beginning to falter, but she was so angry...
"You fool! It wasn't Gideon that turned him evil, or some demon you can vanquish, some spell you can reverse! His power corrupted him, nothing more. So I took away his power."
"You think you can lie to me?!" Piper didn't want to admit that she might be right, that her son was evil. "I'll kill you!" She raised her hands, and the vortex widened. Alison teetered on the edge.
She had one last chance. "I saw him kill you." It was a simple statement, said by a hero who had almost given up.
The vortex disappeared. Piper stared at her in shock. "What?"
"He was fifteen. He appeared, with a few of his demons. He imprisoned you in his shield, with no air."
Piper stared at her in shock. She didn't want this to be true, but she knew it was.
"You begged him to let you live." Her voice was, cold hard. "Chris heard the commotion, and came downstairs. Wyatt made him watch as you slowly suffocated."
"I was a child then, a baby. I didn't understand what was going on. He killed you, Piper. And then he left, without looking back."
Piper just stood there, shocked.
"But now I changed all that. He only has whitelighter powers. He can protect himself, but he can't attack. Also, he can use his shield to defend himself, but never again to kill. He won't hurt anyone, ever again."
Piper nodded, then ran forward and held Wyatt tight to her chest. Had he- would he- might he do what she had said? She knew it was true. This girl had saved Wyatt.
A tear slowly traced itself down Alison's cheek. She had fought so hard, but she would never have what Wyatt had. She would never have parents to love her. She orbed out, before she could start to cry in earnest.
Piper stood silently, and let her go. That poor child. The image of Wyatt killing her, of Wyatt laughing at her, was still fresh in her mind.
The baby in her arms stared at her with those solemn eyes. She slowly walked downstairs.
As quickly as it had come, it was gone. There was nothing save the mess to hint at the ghostly visitation. It was then that Leo realized that Piper and Wyatt were missing.
"Piper?" he called, "Piper?"
She walked into the room, holding Wyatt. Chris stood in a corner, barely daring to breathe.
"You know that girl? Wyatt's daughter? Well she just stripped Wyatt's powers."
"WHAT?!!"
"It's okay. He still has defensive whitelighter powers, he just can't hurt anyone."
"And that excuses what she did?" Leo could not believe this. First Chris had died, and then that- that- bitch had done this to his other son.
"He killed me, Leo."
"What?" He was confused. "What are you talking about?"
"Wyatt. In the future. He killed me, he killed all of us. Even after we got rid of Gideon. His power corrupted him."
"How do you know that she's telling the truth?"
"She's my granddaughter. I can tell." Piper was adamant.
"All right." Maybe it was all for the best. And he had seen the way that girl was messed up. Maybe this way, she would be all right. Maybe I'll have a chance to get to know my granddaughter, he thought.
Chris made himself visible one last time. "I love you," he said simply. Then he disappeared forever, and went back to his own time.
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Maybe they would be happy.
As she walked into the dining room, she saw her parents, eating breakfast.
"There you are, sweetie." Her mother smiled.
Her father was smiling at her. She ran to her parents, and hugged them, like she would never let them go. "Oh, thank god," she said.
"Is something wrong?" Her father was concerned.
"Nothing's wrong." She laughed with joy. "Nothing's wrong at all."
Finis
A/N: Okay, that's about it. I may add an epilogue sometime, but don't get your hopes up, I'm working on my new story now.
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