Piper and Wyatt were finally left alone up in the quiet attic.
Piper quickly gave her son a small hug happy that he was safe and sound. He seemed like his old self. It was almost like it had never happened. But she knew it had and she knew there was a limited amount of time to help Victoria. So, she decided to look him over more thoroughly later.
She quickly hurried over to the Book of Shadows to find the spell that Phoebe had used so many years ago. It seemed like forever ago when Phoebe's past life had come to haunt her new one. They'd had to battle a lot of magic and Phoebe's ex lover to save Phoebe.
Prue had still been alive it had been that long ago.
Wyatt watched his mother flipping through the immensely filled pages of the Book of Shadows. Still, he had reservations on whether or not they should help Victoria. He preferred thinking she was the devil and that one minute his mother and his aunts would wake up from whatever spell she'd put them under and vanquish her sorry ass.
"I don't trust her, mom." Wyatt told Piper as he sat back down on the bed.
"That's okay. Leave her up to me." Piper responded, pushing her dark brown hair under her ears so she could see the spells words better.
"What happened when I was gone?" Wyatt asked, as he nervously played with some pillow fluff that had come out of one to the old yellowing pillows Chris had used to prop him up.
"I'll tell you when you're older," Piper kidded, her mind still on the book.
"Mom!" he cried.
"Alright, already. "Piper cried, throwing her hands up in the air. "I saw something in her, Wyatt. Something that makes me believe she isn't really evil. I know it seems crazy to you, but trust me on it." Piper told him seriously.
"Fine, but I'm not staying in the same room with her." He said giving up on most of the attempt to change his mother's mind on the matter of the she- devil.
"Gotcha. Okay dokey, you say this spell and it'll take you back to see your past life," Piper said bringing the book to Wyatt where he was sitting on the bed.
"You just want me to watch?" he asked.
"Yes, that's how the spell is worded anyhow. There's no reason for you to try to change anything either. Besides, if you did we would have a lot more trouble on our hands then we do now and neither of us wants that." she told him.
Piper lightly ruffled Wyatt's blond hair playfully, "While you're there see if she is telling the truth. Oh, and don't forget to see if you can figure out a way to stop the curse."
"Now, mom, are you sure that's all you want me to do? You don't happen to need me to go and find out who Jack the Ripper was or something while I am out there on the astral plane?" he asked, sarcastically.
She gave him a slight slap to the arm," Wyatt, we both know that the astral plane really has nothing to do with you going back to your past life. Geez, have I taught you nothing in life?" she joked, a smile corrupting her mouth for once.
"You're asking a lot, Mom." he said, truthfully.
"I know, sweetie. But you are the only one that can figure this out for all of us." she responded.
"I know and that sucks, mom. It really sucks."
"Well, look at it this way. You are always belly aching about how you never get enough vanquishes for your own. So, here's your chance. This whole thing is riding on you, Wyatt.." she smiled, mischievously. "Think you can handle it?"
She knew her son would take the bait. He couldn't pass up a challenge. Let alone a chance to be in the spotlight for doing something for an innocent.
"Hell yeah," he responded. "Where's the spell?"
Piper quickly gave her son a small hug happy that he was safe and sound. He seemed like his old self. It was almost like it had never happened. But she knew it had and she knew there was a limited amount of time to help Victoria. So, she decided to look him over more thoroughly later.
She quickly hurried over to the Book of Shadows to find the spell that Phoebe had used so many years ago. It seemed like forever ago when Phoebe's past life had come to haunt her new one. They'd had to battle a lot of magic and Phoebe's ex lover to save Phoebe.
Prue had still been alive it had been that long ago.
Wyatt watched his mother flipping through the immensely filled pages of the Book of Shadows. Still, he had reservations on whether or not they should help Victoria. He preferred thinking she was the devil and that one minute his mother and his aunts would wake up from whatever spell she'd put them under and vanquish her sorry ass.
"I don't trust her, mom." Wyatt told Piper as he sat back down on the bed.
"That's okay. Leave her up to me." Piper responded, pushing her dark brown hair under her ears so she could see the spells words better.
"What happened when I was gone?" Wyatt asked, as he nervously played with some pillow fluff that had come out of one to the old yellowing pillows Chris had used to prop him up.
"I'll tell you when you're older," Piper kidded, her mind still on the book.
"Mom!" he cried.
"Alright, already. "Piper cried, throwing her hands up in the air. "I saw something in her, Wyatt. Something that makes me believe she isn't really evil. I know it seems crazy to you, but trust me on it." Piper told him seriously.
"Fine, but I'm not staying in the same room with her." He said giving up on most of the attempt to change his mother's mind on the matter of the she- devil.
"Gotcha. Okay dokey, you say this spell and it'll take you back to see your past life," Piper said bringing the book to Wyatt where he was sitting on the bed.
"You just want me to watch?" he asked.
"Yes, that's how the spell is worded anyhow. There's no reason for you to try to change anything either. Besides, if you did we would have a lot more trouble on our hands then we do now and neither of us wants that." she told him.
Piper lightly ruffled Wyatt's blond hair playfully, "While you're there see if she is telling the truth. Oh, and don't forget to see if you can figure out a way to stop the curse."
"Now, mom, are you sure that's all you want me to do? You don't happen to need me to go and find out who Jack the Ripper was or something while I am out there on the astral plane?" he asked, sarcastically.
She gave him a slight slap to the arm," Wyatt, we both know that the astral plane really has nothing to do with you going back to your past life. Geez, have I taught you nothing in life?" she joked, a smile corrupting her mouth for once.
"You're asking a lot, Mom." he said, truthfully.
"I know, sweetie. But you are the only one that can figure this out for all of us." she responded.
"I know and that sucks, mom. It really sucks."
"Well, look at it this way. You are always belly aching about how you never get enough vanquishes for your own. So, here's your chance. This whole thing is riding on you, Wyatt.." she smiled, mischievously. "Think you can handle it?"
She knew her son would take the bait. He couldn't pass up a challenge. Let alone a chance to be in the spotlight for doing something for an innocent.
"Hell yeah," he responded. "Where's the spell?"