A/N: Hey. I didn't get very many reviews for chapter ten. But that's understandable since I was away. Anyway, here's a thanks to the two people who reviewed:

DaRk AnGeL ThE idiot, Glad you enjoyed and here's the next chapter!

kk241289, Lol. Yup! Lots of kids!

Okay. Chapter 11. This is the second to last chapter and I'm working on my new fic. I've just started chapter 5 of the new one. Before I go on with this chapter, I'm going to give you guys a sneak preview of my new fic, Happy Days which is narrated by Piper's daughter, Anna. It's set when Wyatt is 18 but the events are totally different. Wyatt isn't evil. Piper and Leo are happily married. Paige works at Magic School. Take a look at the preview [Listed as Preview One in the bold italics.] :

Preview: What? What aren't you telling me?" She asked, glancing at Aunt Phoebe who, she knew, was always the worst at keeping secrets.

"Don't look at me! If I knew, you'd know," Aunt Phoebe said, glancing from me to Wyatt to Chris to Aunt Paige.

Aunt Paige glanced at me guiltily and shrugged. She then looked at my mom and Aunt Phoebe. "There was kind of an . . . incident this morning. But don't panic. It was nothing majorly bad and I took care of it."

Mom narrowed her eyes. "Tell me."

"I can't . . ." Aunt Paige replied, crumbling under mom's evil stare.

"You can't? If it wasn't 'majorly bad' then what's the problem? I'd like to know what this so called incident was," mom argued, but in an oddly calm voice.

Aunt Paige shrugged. "It's not my incident to tell," she replied, glancing at me and quickly back at mom.

Okay! Lol. That Fic Coming Soon. Anyway, On with Chapter Eleven of "To Serve and Protect

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Sky groaned in pain as she awoke. She was in P3, her hands bound behind her back and around something. Her feet were bound at the ankles. Her head throbbed and she tasted blood in her mouth. She slowly opened her eyes and saw her capture sitting in front of her on a barstool. When he saw her awake, he grinned.

"Dear sister," Wyatt said with an evil grin. "You're awake." He pushed his black curls out of his face and stood, walking to Sky. He knelt in front of her. "I didn't want to take you by force, but you didn't give me a choice." Sky was refusing to look at him, so he cupped her chin and forced her to look directly into his eyes. "And now you're dumb mother and her sisters are in this time, coming to rescue you. I'll get to kill them a second time, right in front of you – a second time."

Sky spit in his face. "You asshole!" She yanked out of his grip, her chin throbbing because he had held it so tightly.

Wyatt stood, wiping the spittle from his cheek. He kicked Sky hard in the side. She howled in pain and he walked away with a satisfied smile, sitting back on the barstool. All he had to do was wait. Eventually, The Charmed Ones from the past would come. If he'd realized how easy it was to get them, he never would have bothered sending the Black Raven. He would have done it himself. But it was no matter, now. In a short while, the future and past would no longer know of the Charmed Ones.

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Faith hadn't let Phoebe's hand go since they had started walking to P3. Now, halfway there, Phoebe's hand was numb. But she said nothing, happy that she was meeting her future daughter, although the future itself was a grim one.

"So, what do we do when we get there?" Piper asked with a frown. "We have no plan, just spells and potions. This guy is the future Source. We don't know what kind of magic he has. Not to mention the fact that he's my future son."

"Well, maybe if we can hold him off long enough, we can get Sky to safety and get home," Prue replied hopefully.

"And me!" Faith cried, suddenly worried that they would leave her in this terrible place she called home.

"Don't worry. We won't leave you, I promise," Phoebe said gently, giving Faith's hand a tight squeeze and smiling at her.

"We just need to hope for the best," Phoebe added, speaking to her sisters this time.

"We need a distraction, something to get him to look away from us and Sky long enough for us to help her. I don't know what kind of shape she's in; she could be beaten up pretty badly or tied up or even unconscious," Piper said, her throat tightening with each option.

Faith, trembling from head to toe, said, "I'll be the distraction."

"You-what?" Phoebe asked, baffled. She stopped suddenly. Faith, unprepared for the stop, was yanked backwards. Piper and Prue nearly walked into Phoebe and had to stop suddenly, colliding with each other instead.

"Wyatt was always angry that Ruby got to me before him. He knows I'm his cousin. Him and Sky are the only ones in this time who do know. But he never told anyone because he didn't want me killed; I'm not sure why. I don't know if he wanted to keep me alive for the fun of it and let me get tortured by Ruby, or if he intended on taking me from her and using me for something really bad. But anyway, he'll be anxious to try and get me when he sees me. He'll go after me instead of you guys, I hope." Faith paused. "You have to get Sky out of there. I've heard rumors of what he makes her do, what he lets other demons and warlocks do to her. I can avoid my brother long enough for you to do that."

"No," Phoebe said sharply. She couldn't let Faith sacrifice herself, though she admired her young future daughter's bravery. "I won't let you. It's too dangerous."

"Wyatt doesn't want me dead. He won't kill me," Faith argued. "You've got to get Sky out of there. The sooner you do, the sooner all of us can go back to your time."

"She has a point, Phoebe," Piper replied gently, though her voice quivered slightly.

Prue nodded in agreement, not looking Phoebe in the eyes. "It might be our only shot. We don't know how powerful Wyatt is. If he's killed our future selves, he can probably kill us, too. And since he has future knowledge advantage – not to mention future power advantage – he'll win pretty easily."

Phoebe bit her lip, staring at Faith. "Promise me, if it gets dangerous, you'll shimmer out of there and to someplace safe until we can come get you."

Faith stiffened. "How do you know I can shimmer?"

"Because I'm pretty sure I know who your father is," Phoebe replied, frowning. "And he can shimmer, so I assumed you inherited that power."

"Oh," Faith mumbled, but nodded. "Okay. I promise."

"We need a plan, though. I won't go in there with my daughter as bait with no plan," Phoebe said firmly.

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"I love what you've done to the place."

Wyatt stood quickly, the barstool toppling to ground as he whirled around to see who had spoken to him. With a wicked grin, he saw that it was his stupid, idiotic mother from the past.

"You've come alone? What a stupid thing to do. You want to die, I guess?" Wyatt asked, stepping closer to Sky.

Piper shrugged. "Not really. But if you really are my son, evil or not, you probably can't use your powers on me."

"If that's so, then how was I able to kill your future selves?" Wyatt asked.

Piper paused on her way down the steps. She hadn't thought about that before. Her confidence weakened, but only for a second. She stood taller and continued walking into the club, shrugging her shoulders. "Maybe my future self didn't fight back. But I'm not my future self. I'll vanquish your misbehaving ass."

"You'll vanquish me? You're son?" Wyatt asked, stepping beside Sky and dragging her up onto her feet by yanking on her hair. She cried in pain. He smirked. "Will you attack me now? Sky is standing right next to me. You'll end up hurting her."

Piper's eyes widened in horror. She hadn't thought of this. She put her hands up, as if surrendering. "Okay. You got me there. Just let her go, please."

Wyatt chuckled and let Sky go. She fell back onto the ground with a sight groan. "You can't beat me. I am more powerful than the Power of Three combined. All who oppose me are destroyed. Take Chris, for example."

"Chris?" Piper asked, confusion forming on her face.

"He was your second child. He defied me and I killed him." Wyatt smirked. "I also killed you and your sisters of this time."

Piper paled. "How did this happen? How could you become . . . so-so cold-hearted?"

While this conversation was going on, Prue, Phoebe, and Faith snuck into the club via the alley. They tiptoed down the hallway until they came to the main room of the club, just hidden by the wall.

"Okay, I see Sky. She's by the stage," Prue whispered. "There's Piper, by the stairs. And Wyatt is near Sky."

"Faith, you need to shimmer in near the bar. Get Wyatt to chase you away from Sky. Give Piper enough time to untie Sky and get Wyatt to chase you out of the club. When you can get hidden, shimmer back in here. We'll be waiting to read the spell to go home," Phoebe whispered nervously, stroking Faith's dirty blonde hair.

Faith nodded, trying to look brave. "Okay." She started to shimmer and stopped, turned to look at Phoebe, and hugged her tightly. "I love you, mommy." Without giving Phoebe a chance to reply, she shimmered out into the main part of the club on the side of the bar opposite Piper and Wyatt.

"Faith?" Wyatt said, looking bewildered. He narrowed his eyes. "You ran away from Ruby? Well, she won't be pleased, will she?" He grinned, enjoying the thought of what Ruby would do to his youngest sibling.

"Ruby's dead," Faith said triumphantly, grinning right back at Wyatt.

Wyatt frowned, even more baffled than before. But then he grinned again; this was his chance to enslave Faith. He walked towards her. "Come here, you little brat."

"Gotta catch me first!" Faith snapped, waiting until Wyatt was nearly on top of her before making a run for it. Piper stepped away from the steps and Faith was able to run up and out, Wyatt close on her heels.

Piper ran to Sky and knelt beside her. "Sky, honey, are you okay?" She asked, working on untying her ankles.

Sky groaned in response, her eyes fluttering closed then open.

Prue and Phoebe ran to Piper's side, looking nervous and anxious.

"Come on. We need to hurry and get ready. Faith will be back any second and we need to get out of here right when she gets back," Phoebe said, her voice shaking.

Piper finished untying Sky's ankles, then untied her hands. She helped Sky stand and held her tightly. She took Prue's hand with her free one and Prue took Phoebe's hand.

"Come on, Faith," Phoebe murmured, eyes filled with worry.

Suddenly, a loud, sharp scream filled the silence. A scream that belonged to Faith.