Disclaimer: Check the first page. I'm too lazy and in love with Drew to write it again. dreamy sigh Drew…
A/N: Short chapter, but its interesting. Hope nobody has lost interest!!!
Chapter Nine
Piper and Leo sent Chris and Wyatt back outside to play. Piper called a family emergency, and minutes later Paige orbed in with Lindsey, Phoebe, and Paris. Paris went outside to play as the adults sat down to talk.
"Guys... Chris and Wyatt found the box." Gasps were heard all around. "I don't know if we should tell them or not. I mean, how are we going to explain to a ten-year-old that, in an alternate future, he turned evil? How do we tell him that he killed his brother's fiancée and forced his brother to go back to the past to save him when the two were kids. And how do we tell the other that he risked his own existence and died on my bed while I was giving birth to him?" Piper was clearly distressed.
"Maybe we shouldn't tell them," Paige said. "We could say that we mislabeled the box or we use memory dust on them or something."
"That wouldn't be fair to them," Phoebe replied. "I'm sure they opened the box and found adults clothes and such. And we definitely can't use memory dust on them. That's just not fair. We should explain it to them, and if they don't get it right away, we can try again in a few years when they're older."
"We shouldn't tell them," Leo disagreed. "They don't need to know about a horrible future that they will never have to live. They won't have to go through with any of it, so I don't think they need to know about it."
The adults continued to argue for several more minutes, with Phoebe wanting to tell them, Leo and Paige not, and Piper undecided.
Suddenly, the Book orbed down in front of the group on the table, open to the ghost summoning spell page. The four looked at it with interest. "Looks like someone from the Great Beyond has an opinion," laughed Phoebe.
"Hear these words, hear my cry,
Spirit from the other side,
Come to me, I summon thee,
Cross now the great divide."
The sisters said the spell together. Soon after, great swirling white lights appeared in front of the group and formed not into Grams or Patty, but big, future, dead Chris.
Unseen by the adults and their faces pressed against the window glass, Wyatt, Chris, and Paris gasped.