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Special Thanks to: Makia (again), Cherry7up56 (again), Nautica7mk, who reviewed chapter two but were missed in chapter 3's thanks.

'I don't understand why she's not worried, I mean, he's her son!' Paige was murmuring as she continued desperately to swing the crystal around the map.

'She doesn't know that.' Phoebe replied, her eyes drifting over to the movement of Paige's scrying even as she flipped the page in the Book of Shadows. 'Okay, stop that.' She crossed the room and took the crystal from her sister. 'It's not getting us anywhere anyway.

'I'm going out!' Piper called from downstairs.

Her sisters shared a look and hurried downstairs, not even noticing the sparkling shade of blue light that came from Wyatt's room.

'Hold on Missy, where are you going?'

Piper stared at them. 'Just… out. Shopping, maybe. I just need to get away from kids and magic for an hour or so, I'll be back-'

'I'm not so sure that's a good idea.' Phoebe said, and Paige nodded in agreement.

'Why not?'

'We may have a demon on the loose.'

'So, there are always demons on the loose. Call me when you know which one it is, okay?'

'What about this Patrick guy, how do we know he's not a demon?' Paige asked, crossing her arms.

Piper laughed. 'Patrick? A demon? No! He can't be, he can orb. Demons can't orb.'

'He can… orb?' Phoebe was thinking about the mysterious disappearance of the woman from earlier that day.

'Yeah, why?'

'You didn't think this little fact would be worth mentioning? Not even after I told you about the mysterious non-whitelighter that showed up this morning?'

'No…'

'Okay, now I definitely think you should stay here. Where is Patrick anyway?'

'He's up with Wyatt, why?'

'No, I'm right here, was there something I could do for you?' The trio turned to see the blond-haired man coming down the stairs.

'As a matter of fact, yes,' Paige began. 'You could answer a few questions.'

'Yes, like this one: did you happen to orb a young woman out of my office earlier this morning?'

The man looked startled, and it was some time before he said anything…

*

Chris sat in the sunroom, enjoying the peacefulness of it all. He had a small pain in his stomach but he assumed that was because he'd not really eaten much the night before. Penelope came in and sat down across from her cousin.

'Hello.' She greeted, cheerfully.

'Hey,' he replied.

She looked as though there was something she really wanted to ask him, but wasn't sure if she should. He hoped she would spit it out, as he had the feeling he knew what was coming. 'In your timeline, I was never born, was I?'

'No, well, not really, anyway.' She gave him a questioning look, so he went on. 'Aunt Phoebe was going to have a baby, but she was killed before it was born.' He paused again. 'She was also going to name it Prue,'

'My name is Prue.' Penelope replied instantly.

Chris stared, and the girl squirmed as though she'd been caught in a lie. 'Well, my middle name is, anyway. I… I should be going, mom said that I shouldn't bother you too much.' She grinned and hurried off. Chris watched her go, the first tendrils of suspicion entering his mind.

Penelope- Prue, whatever her name was, she never should have existed.

Even as this thought crossed his mind, the girl took another step towards the door of the room, and vanished.

A moment later, Phoebe walked in, saw him and began to back out, eager to give him some time alone. But he stood up, 'Aunt Phoebe, Penelope-' there were no words for it. How did you tell someone that her daughter had just disappeared into think air? It was worse than telling his mom that Wyatt would one day be evil.

'Penelope?' She asked, her face an expression of complete blankness.

'Yes, your daughter, she-'

'Chris, I don't have a daughter, you know that!'

'What?'

And his aunt's face was suddenly serious. 'Look, I know you're going through a hard time but that's no reason to bring up other people's ghosts. You might not know this, but for future reference, we don't talk about the miscarriage, okay?'

Before he could respond, she hurried off, one hand covering her eyes.

*

'So, she was your… sister?' Phoebe didn't sound convinced. There was something about the man that made her uneasy. Plus, she couldn't pick up any emotions from him.

'Yes, most disturbed. She has an illness,'

'Yes, you told us.' Paige didn't sound like she believed him, either.

Piper sighed. 'Are you two satisfied now? I'd really like to go…'

'No, we're not finished here!' Paige declared, but it was no use, Piper was already out the door.

Patrick turned to the two remaining sisters. 'You won't be able to turn her against me, I can promise you that.'

Phoebe stared at him. 'Fine, but tell us the truth. It doesn't seem like she'll believe us anyway.'

A grin seeped onto his face, one that looked decidedly evil. 'Oh, but where's the fun in that?' He stood to head upstairs, and Phoebe wanted nothing more than to stop him, but she just sat there, staring dumbly. He looked over at her, making direct eye contact as he said; 'Don't you trust me?' And he left.

'That was weird…' Phoebe muttered.

'What?'

'For a moment, I could have sworn I'd seen him somewhere before.'

'Yeah, earlier today.' Paige was sceptical.

'No, before that… like I know him.'

'So, what do we do now?'

Phoebe shrugged. 'I have no idea.'

*

Piper walked down the street, away from the mansion. She hadn't even bothered with her car. What was the point? She didn't even know where she was going.

What was wrong with Phoebe and Paige? Couldn't they just be happy that she'd found someone who was able and willing to look after Wyatt when she couldn't? Leo had his own priorities, he needed his hands free to take care of them. But no, all they could do was worry about Chris.

Not, of course, that she wasn't a little concerned for her whitelighter, but Paige had been scrying for hours and there was no sign- they were never going to find him. Besides, it seemed that they had made a mistake in trusting the young man. If what Patrick had said was true…

*

'Mom, do you remember Penelope?'

Piper gave her youngest son a funny look. 'Was she a friend of yours?'

'No, she was Phoebe's daughter, she was here, and then she just… vanished.'

'You must have imagined something. Phoebe doesn't have a daughter.'

'So I keep hearing.'

'Look, you go out into the living room, someone's been wanting to talk to you.'

Reluctantly, he walked away, his mind reeling. How could they not remember?

'Kirra?' Chris slowly approached the young woman. He had known her for what seemed like forever, but she had been killed only three weeks before he'd left for the past. She'd died to save Bianca.

She looked up at him and smiled. 'I was starting to think you didn't know who I was.'

He returned the smile, but it was weak and feeble. 'No, it's just… weird, you know? I mean…'

'I don't think I want to hear this.'

'You died.'

'I was right, I don't.'

He looked at her square in the eye, a sudden unease coming to him. She didn't seem at all surprised to hear this news. 'Kirra, do you remember Penelope?'

'Your cousin? Of course I do, why?'

'She vanished earlier today.'

The woman suddenly seemed most uncomfortable. 'Really? That's uh… that's weird.'

This isn't right he thought, searching for a suitable response.

'You're right, Chris, this isn't right.' Her gaze met his dead-on as she said this, and her eyes glazed over with blue. 'Don't let the lies hold you here.'

'What are you saying?' But before she could answer, she followed in Penelope's footsteps, and faded out of sight.

'Bravo, little brother, I see your perception has improved. I thought it would take you a little longer before you discovered what was going on.'

Chris turned to see Wyatt standing on the stairs, his bright blue eyes bearing nothing but malice towards his younger brother.

Hehe, another cliff-hanger. Sorry about that, but I promise another update tomorrow evening. Weather or not Fan-Fiction.net gets it up by tomorrow evening is another matter. Either way, you'll have it by Saturday. Wow, now I'm rambling. Hope you enjoyed!