I forgot to add a disclaimer in my first chapter, I do not own any
characters from Charmed.
The "goodnights" were said between the three sisters, it was 4:00 now, and they all had to work tomorrow, that was just what they each wanted. As they walked upstairs, Piper had to ask, "Paige, I thought you didn't have a job." "It's another temp. job, but its not very much fun though." "Well, working isn't about fun now is it?" "Oh, don't give me the 'older sister' talk, I already know."
Piper laid down with a baby monitor beside her. She fell asleep right away, but that was not usual for her. She usually stayed up a little while longer, thinking about today's demons, thinking up strategies, and seeing if Wyatt would wake up at any moment.
Morning came quickly; Piper must have slept harder then she had ever slept before. Her eyes flickered open and what she saw, she did not expect. She was lying on a cold, hard cement ground and when she looked around her there were old, broken down buildings, some she was sure she had seen before, nothing tall like she was used to. Piper quickly got up, and called out for her sisters, but no one could be found. There was no humans, she could swear that there wasn't even a bug on the ground.
"Phoebe! Paige!" She cried, taking a few steps around. She was dressed in the cloths she was wearing yesterday and was now becoming angry. "Hello?" No answer, she was about to call out again, but heard footsteps approaching. Piper quickly turned around to see who it was; it was Chris. He was running toward her with his arms full of something. Piper shrugged. "Better then no one. Chris!" she yelled, but he didn't seem to notice her, he simply ran right past her. "I know I yelled at you but you could at least tell me what's going on!" Just then, four little robotic ball came floating quickly after Chris. "What the-"Piper ran after them and passed the robotic balls, they were decently slow, the object was Chris, he would know what was going on, he always did somehow or another. When she was running beside him, she tried shouting at him, but he simply ignored her. "Chris!" she made a desperate grab for him, but her hand went right through Chris, that made Piper stop dead in her tracks. She began to inspect her hand, feeling it, making sure it was rally there. "Can he even hear me?"
Piper looked up and saw him make a sudden dash for an old torn down building. Piper watched, he was cornered so he thrust his arm out making the robots fly back, but one had time to fire a shot. Chris flew his body to the ground in an attempt to dodge the shot, but he got cut up terribly by all of the large chunks of concrete sticking up from inside the rubble. Chris quickly got up and ran inside a hole, hidden pretty well by the rubble, when the things recovered, he was gone.
Piper slipped inside, and she didn't have to crawl inside like Chris, she could simply walk right through the stone.
"Whoa." She looked around seeing an old basement, with leaking pipes and cement floors. There were blankets scattered on the ground, with five other people, all scrunched up in the small cold basement. Chris dropped what was in his arms; food, two loaves of bread, a case of eggs, a few apples and some bottles of water.
"You hit the jackpot, Chris!" a black man said with a big smile, two other men crowded around, picking up the 'jackpot' happily. The three were wearing old dirty clothing, with holes and they looked like rags.
"What? No meat?" one of them asked.
"Meat was all rotted out, I couldn't find anything good, but don't worry, I'll get some next time."
"Did you get the milk?" Bianca walked up to him and asked.
"Biance? What?" Piper said, but no one heard.
"You bet." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a glass bottle of milk and handed it to Bianca. She smiled and kissed him, then walked over to a baby crib in the corner. She looked at the baby inside. The baby had the best cloths of all of them, a pink outfit that looked plenty warm. The same could not be said for the crib though, it seemed to be falling apart. Chris walked over and put his hand on Bianca's shoulder and she laid her head on his shoulder.
"Phoebe would have loved her." He said.
"No, Phoebe did love her. Phoebe died protecting her daughter."
"What? What do you mean 'died?' Phoebe isn't dead! And, that is not her baby! You can have a baby over night! Okay?" Piper yelled. The silence went on, remembering The Charmed Ones, until someone broke it.
"Should I get to cooking these eggs?" There was the demon that had attacked the manor yesterday.
"Yeah, Peyden, that would be great." Chris said, leaving Bianca's side.
The "goodnights" were said between the three sisters, it was 4:00 now, and they all had to work tomorrow, that was just what they each wanted. As they walked upstairs, Piper had to ask, "Paige, I thought you didn't have a job." "It's another temp. job, but its not very much fun though." "Well, working isn't about fun now is it?" "Oh, don't give me the 'older sister' talk, I already know."
Piper laid down with a baby monitor beside her. She fell asleep right away, but that was not usual for her. She usually stayed up a little while longer, thinking about today's demons, thinking up strategies, and seeing if Wyatt would wake up at any moment.
Morning came quickly; Piper must have slept harder then she had ever slept before. Her eyes flickered open and what she saw, she did not expect. She was lying on a cold, hard cement ground and when she looked around her there were old, broken down buildings, some she was sure she had seen before, nothing tall like she was used to. Piper quickly got up, and called out for her sisters, but no one could be found. There was no humans, she could swear that there wasn't even a bug on the ground.
"Phoebe! Paige!" She cried, taking a few steps around. She was dressed in the cloths she was wearing yesterday and was now becoming angry. "Hello?" No answer, she was about to call out again, but heard footsteps approaching. Piper quickly turned around to see who it was; it was Chris. He was running toward her with his arms full of something. Piper shrugged. "Better then no one. Chris!" she yelled, but he didn't seem to notice her, he simply ran right past her. "I know I yelled at you but you could at least tell me what's going on!" Just then, four little robotic ball came floating quickly after Chris. "What the-"Piper ran after them and passed the robotic balls, they were decently slow, the object was Chris, he would know what was going on, he always did somehow or another. When she was running beside him, she tried shouting at him, but he simply ignored her. "Chris!" she made a desperate grab for him, but her hand went right through Chris, that made Piper stop dead in her tracks. She began to inspect her hand, feeling it, making sure it was rally there. "Can he even hear me?"
Piper looked up and saw him make a sudden dash for an old torn down building. Piper watched, he was cornered so he thrust his arm out making the robots fly back, but one had time to fire a shot. Chris flew his body to the ground in an attempt to dodge the shot, but he got cut up terribly by all of the large chunks of concrete sticking up from inside the rubble. Chris quickly got up and ran inside a hole, hidden pretty well by the rubble, when the things recovered, he was gone.
Piper slipped inside, and she didn't have to crawl inside like Chris, she could simply walk right through the stone.
"Whoa." She looked around seeing an old basement, with leaking pipes and cement floors. There were blankets scattered on the ground, with five other people, all scrunched up in the small cold basement. Chris dropped what was in his arms; food, two loaves of bread, a case of eggs, a few apples and some bottles of water.
"You hit the jackpot, Chris!" a black man said with a big smile, two other men crowded around, picking up the 'jackpot' happily. The three were wearing old dirty clothing, with holes and they looked like rags.
"What? No meat?" one of them asked.
"Meat was all rotted out, I couldn't find anything good, but don't worry, I'll get some next time."
"Did you get the milk?" Bianca walked up to him and asked.
"Biance? What?" Piper said, but no one heard.
"You bet." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a glass bottle of milk and handed it to Bianca. She smiled and kissed him, then walked over to a baby crib in the corner. She looked at the baby inside. The baby had the best cloths of all of them, a pink outfit that looked plenty warm. The same could not be said for the crib though, it seemed to be falling apart. Chris walked over and put his hand on Bianca's shoulder and she laid her head on his shoulder.
"Phoebe would have loved her." He said.
"No, Phoebe did love her. Phoebe died protecting her daughter."
"What? What do you mean 'died?' Phoebe isn't dead! And, that is not her baby! You can have a baby over night! Okay?" Piper yelled. The silence went on, remembering The Charmed Ones, until someone broke it.
"Should I get to cooking these eggs?" There was the demon that had attacked the manor yesterday.
"Yeah, Peyden, that would be great." Chris said, leaving Bianca's side.