"Alright, sis. I love you and all, but this is way too close for comfort,"
Piper said. Then, she called the only being she knew who would be able to
come to save her. "Leo!"
Phoebe looked at her sister in a bit of a panic. They both were on opposite sides of the coffin. Incidentally, the corpse of past Wyatt was in between them. In a sick version of her thoughts she had to admit that the corpse was a lucky one.
She looked at evil past life Wyatt's corpse and shivered. She really didn't like the fact that it looked as if it were grinning at her. If she was in there any longer she had a feeling she would start to see things that she didn't want to because of her overworked imagination.
She was entirely with Piper on this one. If Leo didn't orb his butt down there quick and save them she would most definitely go crazy sharing the itsy bitsy living space with her moody older sister and a dead guy.
"This is so gross," Phoebe announced as she tried to wiggle as far as she could from the corpse so that none of it would touch her.
"You're telling me." Piper murmured. "Leo, we are in a dire emergency here. If you leave me in this coffin any longer I swear to you I will..."
She was interrupted a moment later as the lid to the coffin came flying off. Leo stuck his head over the side to see his wife and sister in law curled on opposite sides of the smiling corpse.
Piper took a sigh of relief and took his offered hand out of the coffin. "My hero, "she said thankfully as she gave him a big hug in gratitude for saving her life.
"Are you all okay?" Leo asked, taking Phoebe's hand and helping her up next.
Phoebe quickly scooted out of the coffin and ran a few steps away from the grave. She wasn't willing to be any closer to it then she needed to be. She had a feeling she would have a new phobia of being buried alive after this.
"Except for the traumatic nightmares I'm going to be having with me being stuck in a grave with a corpse I think I'll live," Phoebe said, brushing herself off. "So gross."
"Alright, where's Paige?" Piper asked, looking around the cemetery worried.
Piper had been through hell just feeling the coffin lid not being able to come up. Then the sound of the dirt falling over top of it didn't really help matters much. She swallowed and looked for her baby sister. She was no where in sight. A sick feeling came to her stomach in dread. What had he done to her? She at least had had Phoebe when they'd been buried alive. What horrible thing had he put Paige through alone?
"Here." came a strangled voice that was coming closer to their circle beside the open grave.
They all turned to see Paige hobbling over to them through the graveyard. There was definitely something wrong with her leg the way she was walking. She finally got to them and gave them a small, weakened smile.
"Oh, thank god. I thought you were buried alive somewhere else and we would never find you!" Piper announced taking a sigh of relief.
"Sorry, I got lucky." she told them and pointing to her leg she asked Leo. "Leo, do you mind."
"Not at all," he replied, instantaneously kneeling down on the ground and healing her leg.
"So, where were you placed ever so lovingly?" Piper asked, flipping her dark brown hair out of her face. She was more then peeved that evil past Wyatt had taken advantage of them. Also, she was incredibly worried at where her own son was now.
"I was trapped in a mausoleum which by the way happened to be magic proof and locked up. So I had to climb out of it after breaking a window." she replied. "Let's just add breaking and exiting onto the resume while we're at it."
"That's just peachy. Whenever I find evil past Wyatt I am going to wring his little neck." Piper warned, angrily.
"Alright, someone explain to me what happened to my nephew?" Phoebe said.
"Well, it's kind of what happened to you. I am assuming that when he put on the ring his former past self had placed a spell on it so that they would exchange places. "Leo explained.
"Nice plan considering it worked and now he's out and about in our time," Paige remarked, brushing dirt out of her hair.
"Uh, you guys, we have more problems then that." Phoebe told them as she pointed the flashlight to the grave.
"Now, what?" Piper asked.
"Look at the gravestone." Phoebe told her.
"Alright, what?" Paige asked, impatiently.
"Well, do you guys see the date on it?" she asked.
"February 17th 1924, you guys. That's today. He died today." Phoebe told them spastically.
"And now Wyatt is back in his last life right about the time he probably has to die." Paige relayed to them as she pieced it together.
"Giving his past life's self a chance in our century and a get out of jail free card to dying." Piper added.
"And now Chris and Victoria are sitting ducks!" Phoebe cried. "Quickly, back to the Manor."
They all instantly grabbed an orbing partner and made their way back to the Manor. When they got there it was quieter then they wanted it to be. They orbed straight into the hallway in the eerie quiet of the house and looked around for any signs of life. The only one that was there was from the light that they saw coming from the solarium.
They slowly went towards the solarium. Each of them preparing themselves for battle. Phoebe looked at her older sister and hoped that Chris and Victoria were all okay somewhere else and that evil past life Wyatt hadn't come around yet. She also hoped that if they did come in on Chris and Victoria that they wouldn't see anything they weren't supposed to see be going on.
Of course, she hoped for the last choice instead of the first choice if she had to vote for any, but she didn't want that choice in a creepy want to see her nephew getting it on with another girl way, but in a my nephew is safe and sound and a bit lucky way.
Piper gave her a slow look of hope too, but deep inside of her dark brown eyes there was a dominant trace of worry.
"Chris? Chris, where are you?" Phoebe called from the closed doorway.
"Chris? Victoria?" Piper called also as she tried to see if there was any movement behind the doors.
"Maybe, they didn't hear you page them and they're safe somewhere else," Paige tried.
"Yeah, right. With our luck," Piper remarked with a brief look in Paige's direction.
"Let's find out," Phoebe said taking initiative.
Phoebe kicked open the stained glass doors and quickly jumped inside in an martial arts move that would let her move or protect herself from anything. Paige and Piper quickly followed behind her. Piper was ready to freeze and Paige had orbed a very nice baseball bat into her hand in case it was needed.
Of course, there was no movement in the room. It was dead. The only thing showing that there had once been life there was the fact that the overhead lights had been turned on.
Then, Phoebe warily spotted Chris.
He was lying on the floor completely knocked out. Also, he looked like he had been knocked around pretty hard by a very angry dead man. One that must have taken Victoria with him after he had beaten up his younger brother.
Phoebe knew one thing. Past life Wyatt wasn't in the mood for anyone to be getting in his way of having Victoria all to himself. It showed in how well he'd beaten Chris to a pulp.
Also, he had to be pissed. She had a feeling that evil Wyatt had come in and saw something he hadn't liked. Probably, Victoria and Chris kissing and this was how Chris had been punished. He'd probably been pissed at knowing that the two had fallen into the same pattern as in their last life. The pattern where Chris was taking Victoria away from past Wyatt all over again. And, evil Wyatt had gotten him good for it while also taking Victoria away as his own bride.
"You were saying?" Phoebe said to Paige with raised eyebrows.
"Well, I guess this means that Victoria's with evil Wyatt." Paige responded, looking around.
"You guess?" Phoebe laughed dryly.
"Sleeping potion. He'll be fine, Piper." Leo said as he looked over their youngest son.
"I doubt that Victoria will be that lucky." Piper said.
Phoebe looked at her sister in a bit of a panic. They both were on opposite sides of the coffin. Incidentally, the corpse of past Wyatt was in between them. In a sick version of her thoughts she had to admit that the corpse was a lucky one.
She looked at evil past life Wyatt's corpse and shivered. She really didn't like the fact that it looked as if it were grinning at her. If she was in there any longer she had a feeling she would start to see things that she didn't want to because of her overworked imagination.
She was entirely with Piper on this one. If Leo didn't orb his butt down there quick and save them she would most definitely go crazy sharing the itsy bitsy living space with her moody older sister and a dead guy.
"This is so gross," Phoebe announced as she tried to wiggle as far as she could from the corpse so that none of it would touch her.
"You're telling me." Piper murmured. "Leo, we are in a dire emergency here. If you leave me in this coffin any longer I swear to you I will..."
She was interrupted a moment later as the lid to the coffin came flying off. Leo stuck his head over the side to see his wife and sister in law curled on opposite sides of the smiling corpse.
Piper took a sigh of relief and took his offered hand out of the coffin. "My hero, "she said thankfully as she gave him a big hug in gratitude for saving her life.
"Are you all okay?" Leo asked, taking Phoebe's hand and helping her up next.
Phoebe quickly scooted out of the coffin and ran a few steps away from the grave. She wasn't willing to be any closer to it then she needed to be. She had a feeling she would have a new phobia of being buried alive after this.
"Except for the traumatic nightmares I'm going to be having with me being stuck in a grave with a corpse I think I'll live," Phoebe said, brushing herself off. "So gross."
"Alright, where's Paige?" Piper asked, looking around the cemetery worried.
Piper had been through hell just feeling the coffin lid not being able to come up. Then the sound of the dirt falling over top of it didn't really help matters much. She swallowed and looked for her baby sister. She was no where in sight. A sick feeling came to her stomach in dread. What had he done to her? She at least had had Phoebe when they'd been buried alive. What horrible thing had he put Paige through alone?
"Here." came a strangled voice that was coming closer to their circle beside the open grave.
They all turned to see Paige hobbling over to them through the graveyard. There was definitely something wrong with her leg the way she was walking. She finally got to them and gave them a small, weakened smile.
"Oh, thank god. I thought you were buried alive somewhere else and we would never find you!" Piper announced taking a sigh of relief.
"Sorry, I got lucky." she told them and pointing to her leg she asked Leo. "Leo, do you mind."
"Not at all," he replied, instantaneously kneeling down on the ground and healing her leg.
"So, where were you placed ever so lovingly?" Piper asked, flipping her dark brown hair out of her face. She was more then peeved that evil past Wyatt had taken advantage of them. Also, she was incredibly worried at where her own son was now.
"I was trapped in a mausoleum which by the way happened to be magic proof and locked up. So I had to climb out of it after breaking a window." she replied. "Let's just add breaking and exiting onto the resume while we're at it."
"That's just peachy. Whenever I find evil past Wyatt I am going to wring his little neck." Piper warned, angrily.
"Alright, someone explain to me what happened to my nephew?" Phoebe said.
"Well, it's kind of what happened to you. I am assuming that when he put on the ring his former past self had placed a spell on it so that they would exchange places. "Leo explained.
"Nice plan considering it worked and now he's out and about in our time," Paige remarked, brushing dirt out of her hair.
"Uh, you guys, we have more problems then that." Phoebe told them as she pointed the flashlight to the grave.
"Now, what?" Piper asked.
"Look at the gravestone." Phoebe told her.
"Alright, what?" Paige asked, impatiently.
"Well, do you guys see the date on it?" she asked.
"February 17th 1924, you guys. That's today. He died today." Phoebe told them spastically.
"And now Wyatt is back in his last life right about the time he probably has to die." Paige relayed to them as she pieced it together.
"Giving his past life's self a chance in our century and a get out of jail free card to dying." Piper added.
"And now Chris and Victoria are sitting ducks!" Phoebe cried. "Quickly, back to the Manor."
They all instantly grabbed an orbing partner and made their way back to the Manor. When they got there it was quieter then they wanted it to be. They orbed straight into the hallway in the eerie quiet of the house and looked around for any signs of life. The only one that was there was from the light that they saw coming from the solarium.
They slowly went towards the solarium. Each of them preparing themselves for battle. Phoebe looked at her older sister and hoped that Chris and Victoria were all okay somewhere else and that evil past life Wyatt hadn't come around yet. She also hoped that if they did come in on Chris and Victoria that they wouldn't see anything they weren't supposed to see be going on.
Of course, she hoped for the last choice instead of the first choice if she had to vote for any, but she didn't want that choice in a creepy want to see her nephew getting it on with another girl way, but in a my nephew is safe and sound and a bit lucky way.
Piper gave her a slow look of hope too, but deep inside of her dark brown eyes there was a dominant trace of worry.
"Chris? Chris, where are you?" Phoebe called from the closed doorway.
"Chris? Victoria?" Piper called also as she tried to see if there was any movement behind the doors.
"Maybe, they didn't hear you page them and they're safe somewhere else," Paige tried.
"Yeah, right. With our luck," Piper remarked with a brief look in Paige's direction.
"Let's find out," Phoebe said taking initiative.
Phoebe kicked open the stained glass doors and quickly jumped inside in an martial arts move that would let her move or protect herself from anything. Paige and Piper quickly followed behind her. Piper was ready to freeze and Paige had orbed a very nice baseball bat into her hand in case it was needed.
Of course, there was no movement in the room. It was dead. The only thing showing that there had once been life there was the fact that the overhead lights had been turned on.
Then, Phoebe warily spotted Chris.
He was lying on the floor completely knocked out. Also, he looked like he had been knocked around pretty hard by a very angry dead man. One that must have taken Victoria with him after he had beaten up his younger brother.
Phoebe knew one thing. Past life Wyatt wasn't in the mood for anyone to be getting in his way of having Victoria all to himself. It showed in how well he'd beaten Chris to a pulp.
Also, he had to be pissed. She had a feeling that evil Wyatt had come in and saw something he hadn't liked. Probably, Victoria and Chris kissing and this was how Chris had been punished. He'd probably been pissed at knowing that the two had fallen into the same pattern as in their last life. The pattern where Chris was taking Victoria away from past Wyatt all over again. And, evil Wyatt had gotten him good for it while also taking Victoria away as his own bride.
"You were saying?" Phoebe said to Paige with raised eyebrows.
"Well, I guess this means that Victoria's with evil Wyatt." Paige responded, looking around.
"You guess?" Phoebe laughed dryly.
"Sleeping potion. He'll be fine, Piper." Leo said as he looked over their youngest son.
"I doubt that Victoria will be that lucky." Piper said.