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"We've been WHAT!?" Colin exclaimed.
"Possessed," Bianca repeated in impatience. "I told you once, I told you twice, and now I'm getting annoyed. Let me make it a bit more clear: YOU- GOT-POSSESSED-BY-THOSE-DEMONS-AND-TRIED-TO-KILL-US. The demons are still on the loose!" Mel opened her mouth to ask another question but Bianca answered it first. "And Leo's here because Colin nearly killed Chris, and...well, you heard what Chris said about the spell being reversed. Leo healed Chris."
"Sorry," Colin mumbled.
"No problem," Chris laughed, "just don't do it again..."
Leo, Phoebe, Paige and Piper leaned against the wall, watching the scene. "This is getting weirder and weirder by the minute..." said Piper. "So many things are happening here, I can barely keep up!"
"You're telling me—I got lost about an hour back." Paige fiddled with her bracelet. "It's like some never-ending tragic film that gets really bad, then good, then worse. Could this really be our future?"
"Not anymore, at least, since Chris is changing things in our time," Leo pointed out.
"Hey, wait—I just realized something," said Piper. "We've been here for like, three days, and yet we're never hungry and we never have to...well, 'freshen up.' What's up with that?"
"Basically no time has lapsed outside of the manor since you guys left. This spell took you here and about noon on Wednesday, right? It's still noon to all the mortals on earth. Chris and I only knew you guys were missing because you're our charges. You guys won't change because time has stopped in our world," Leo explained.
"Okay, I find that disturbing," said Phoebe with a shudder. "But it makes a little sense, I suppose..."
"Well, those demons sure are a problem," said future Leo. "We have to get to them before they find you. You all are vulnerable here, without a whitelighter."
"Brian popped in this morning," Mel muttered, wincing at the memory of Bindle and Bailey.
"That's not enough. I'll stay with you guys until I'm certain you'll be—"
JINGLE, JINGLE.
There was a significant pause in the room. "Just go, Dad, they need you," said Chris after a moment.
"Are you sure you can—?"
"Yeah, I'm sure," said Chris, forcing a grin. "You can come back once you're off duty or something. We'll be fine; we've dealt with demons before—"
"But you were under supervision—"
Mel gave a slight cough of guilt in the back of the room, at which point Bianca nudged her and held a finger to her mouth.
JINGLE, JINGLE!
"Bye dad." Chris waved and Leo orbed away.
Brian orbed in—only seen by the sisters—with a slightly haggard look. "I can only do a little bit more," he said. "This will be hard to explain—uh, I'm taking you about two years into the future. My body's been split in two; half of me stays in this time, fulfilling fate and all that crap, and the other half plays tour guide until you guys have had enough.
"Well, here's the summary of what'll happen, I guess...Leo never comes back, he'll disappear with four other whitelighters and two other elders in about three days in this time, on a mission in the Underworld. They're haven't been found yet in the time we're about to go to, but I think they'll...Well, I don't know for certain. So Mel, Colin, Chris, and Bianca live in the P3 and manage to fend off most of the demons. I bring them food and all the stuff they need, and Bindle, Bailey, Prue, and Mark move in with them. It's a bit...crowded.
"Meanwhile, Wyatt's killing innocents on a rampage with his minions. Magic has been exposed...and the kids go to school still, Piper," Brian assured her, seeing her worried look. "Nobody knows they're witches. Just like nobody knows where or who Wyatt is..."
"So—everybody's pretty much living in fear? Oh boy, how fun! Let's go!" Paige said sarcastically.
"Hey, you got yourself into this," Brian snapped. "You can go home at any time."
"Oh yeah? What do you propose I do, clunk my shoes together saying 'there's no place like home' till I puke?" Paige sighed. "But I wanna go, still...it's just...the twins..."
"This future will be changed," said Piper firmly.
"Well, if there are no more interruptions..." Brian glared at Paige. "Then we'll be on our way. Hold on tight."
The room swam in front of their eyes and six kids appeared; two sleeping soundly on the couch, two eating breakfast, and two about to leave. Prue and a man with jet-black hair stood by a stove that appeared to have been installed in the main room of the P3 for convenience since nobody danced there anymore. Prue was flipping eggs.
"See you guys later," she called as Chris and Bianca left.
"Bye Aunt Prue!"
"Prue can't see you in this time," Brian said quickly. "Chris and Bianca are in high school, the twins are in middle school, and Bindle and Bailey are in elementary."
"Can we go with them?" asked Piper, indicating Chris and Bianca.
"Uh, sure—just a moment." He touched both of their shoulders and a blue light connected between them. He did the same with Phoebe and Paige. "This enables you to speed through time and speed yourselves to keep up with them so you can all split up," he explained. "Come back with them."
"Right." Piper and Leo followed Chris and Bianca, disappearing with a ZIP! noise.
Paige ended up waiting for the twins to leave and she followed them. Phoebe waited even longer, not sure quite what to follow; little Prue, her daughter, was dead and there was no one left. She watched her older sister cooking with a slight grin. Prue was usually known for burning things on the stove and occasionally almost setting the house on fire, so it was odd seeing her succeed in making decent food.
Once Bindle and Bailey were awake, she decided that she'd probably rather follow them than hang around and watch Prue and Mark do...well, whatever married couples do while they're alone...
"Today's sharing day!" Bindle exclaimed, about six years old now, as they walked out onto the curb.
"What did you bring?" asked an eight-year-old Bailey.
"My kaleidoscope. Isn't it cool?" She stuffed her hand into her book bag, retrieving a mini McDonald's toy and sticking it up to her eye. They stopped at what was apparently the bus stop and met about four other kids. Bindle started talking to a girl with blonde hair and Bailey talked to what looked like the other girl's brother.
"Did you get that new action figure?" asked Bailey's friend.
"Nah, my mom said we could get it later since we were vanquish—vanquishing, um, the bugs...you know how pesky those darn beetles can get!" He laughed nervously but his friend didn't suspect anything and nodded his head.
"You brought a FROG!?" Bindle exclaimed. "Ew, Carly, that's SO disgusting—but so COOL! What will Mrs. Rika say when you bring THAT to sharing?"
Phoebe grinned in amusement but knew that she ought to speed up unless she was going to be stuck here forever. She zipped through time again until they were all in class; then quickly decided that the science of the human body wasn't as interesting as it seemed decades ago when she was their age and moved on to their recess.
The brother and sister walked off to a secluded part of the field, muttering and giggling under their breath. Suddenly Bailey's face turned dark and stern.
"They're hiding something from us, I know it, Bindle. You hear them...every night, Chris gets up and scribbles in that notebook of his, and every night Bianca badgers him until he goes back to sleep. Why do you think he's up all the time?"
Bindle thought for a moment. "The first time we met them, two years ago...it's hard for me to remember, Bail, but I'm thinking...Brian—Brian said we were being dropped off so they could look for Wyatt, Chris' older brother! Do you think he's lost?"
"I bet that's what happened!" Bailey exclaimed, still whispering. He beamed with pride to their conclusion. "He got lost or something, maybe a demon captured him—and now Chris and Bianca want to find him!"
"We can help!" Bindle said excitedly.
"Why don't they just use the tracking spell? I know it by heart," he said pompously, puffing out his chest. "Hm...what was it? Oh —" He recited the spell and they waited. A bright blue light erupted in the shadowy corner of the recess field. Wyatt appeared, cursing to himself and madly flailing his limbs in an attempt to block the spell.
He looked around and saw the two of them.
"Who are you?" he asked sharply.
"Bindle and Bailey," Bindle told him as a-matter-of-factly, "Bindle and Bailey Sanders."
"Sanders...you're not part of the Wicca circle...you're not witches...who summoned me?" he demanded.
Bailey shrugged. "What does 'summon' mean?"
"Damn it." Bindle opened her mouth to gasp, but thought the better of it.
"You're not who we thought you were," Bailey accused. "Our cousin wouldn't be related to a bad man! You must be a—a—a criminal with magic powers! Like the one on TV that they're trying to capture...the one that's killing people all the time that they haven't found the name of..."
Phoebe knew at once that Wyatt WAS the criminal, but hadn't been captured because he'd been hiding in the Underworld. She yearned to shriek at the pair of them "RUN!" but knew it would make no difference what she said or did. Instead, she merely watched with a feeling of dread in the pit of her stomach.
"I...I can't risk exposure...they'll find me...Come, you petty mortals," he commanded. He grabbed them both by the hair and shimmered away.
"NO!" Phoebe screamed, bursting into frustrated tears. "WYATT, BRING THEM BACK!"
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A/N—Next we'll show Col-Mel with Paige and then, finally, Bianca-Chris with Piper and Leo...and then the whole kidnap crap...yah. R&R or I shall use my demon power of possession upon you—MWAHAHA!!
"We've been WHAT!?" Colin exclaimed.
"Possessed," Bianca repeated in impatience. "I told you once, I told you twice, and now I'm getting annoyed. Let me make it a bit more clear: YOU- GOT-POSSESSED-BY-THOSE-DEMONS-AND-TRIED-TO-KILL-US. The demons are still on the loose!" Mel opened her mouth to ask another question but Bianca answered it first. "And Leo's here because Colin nearly killed Chris, and...well, you heard what Chris said about the spell being reversed. Leo healed Chris."
"Sorry," Colin mumbled.
"No problem," Chris laughed, "just don't do it again..."
Leo, Phoebe, Paige and Piper leaned against the wall, watching the scene. "This is getting weirder and weirder by the minute..." said Piper. "So many things are happening here, I can barely keep up!"
"You're telling me—I got lost about an hour back." Paige fiddled with her bracelet. "It's like some never-ending tragic film that gets really bad, then good, then worse. Could this really be our future?"
"Not anymore, at least, since Chris is changing things in our time," Leo pointed out.
"Hey, wait—I just realized something," said Piper. "We've been here for like, three days, and yet we're never hungry and we never have to...well, 'freshen up.' What's up with that?"
"Basically no time has lapsed outside of the manor since you guys left. This spell took you here and about noon on Wednesday, right? It's still noon to all the mortals on earth. Chris and I only knew you guys were missing because you're our charges. You guys won't change because time has stopped in our world," Leo explained.
"Okay, I find that disturbing," said Phoebe with a shudder. "But it makes a little sense, I suppose..."
"Well, those demons sure are a problem," said future Leo. "We have to get to them before they find you. You all are vulnerable here, without a whitelighter."
"Brian popped in this morning," Mel muttered, wincing at the memory of Bindle and Bailey.
"That's not enough. I'll stay with you guys until I'm certain you'll be—"
JINGLE, JINGLE.
There was a significant pause in the room. "Just go, Dad, they need you," said Chris after a moment.
"Are you sure you can—?"
"Yeah, I'm sure," said Chris, forcing a grin. "You can come back once you're off duty or something. We'll be fine; we've dealt with demons before—"
"But you were under supervision—"
Mel gave a slight cough of guilt in the back of the room, at which point Bianca nudged her and held a finger to her mouth.
JINGLE, JINGLE!
"Bye dad." Chris waved and Leo orbed away.
Brian orbed in—only seen by the sisters—with a slightly haggard look. "I can only do a little bit more," he said. "This will be hard to explain—uh, I'm taking you about two years into the future. My body's been split in two; half of me stays in this time, fulfilling fate and all that crap, and the other half plays tour guide until you guys have had enough.
"Well, here's the summary of what'll happen, I guess...Leo never comes back, he'll disappear with four other whitelighters and two other elders in about three days in this time, on a mission in the Underworld. They're haven't been found yet in the time we're about to go to, but I think they'll...Well, I don't know for certain. So Mel, Colin, Chris, and Bianca live in the P3 and manage to fend off most of the demons. I bring them food and all the stuff they need, and Bindle, Bailey, Prue, and Mark move in with them. It's a bit...crowded.
"Meanwhile, Wyatt's killing innocents on a rampage with his minions. Magic has been exposed...and the kids go to school still, Piper," Brian assured her, seeing her worried look. "Nobody knows they're witches. Just like nobody knows where or who Wyatt is..."
"So—everybody's pretty much living in fear? Oh boy, how fun! Let's go!" Paige said sarcastically.
"Hey, you got yourself into this," Brian snapped. "You can go home at any time."
"Oh yeah? What do you propose I do, clunk my shoes together saying 'there's no place like home' till I puke?" Paige sighed. "But I wanna go, still...it's just...the twins..."
"This future will be changed," said Piper firmly.
"Well, if there are no more interruptions..." Brian glared at Paige. "Then we'll be on our way. Hold on tight."
The room swam in front of their eyes and six kids appeared; two sleeping soundly on the couch, two eating breakfast, and two about to leave. Prue and a man with jet-black hair stood by a stove that appeared to have been installed in the main room of the P3 for convenience since nobody danced there anymore. Prue was flipping eggs.
"See you guys later," she called as Chris and Bianca left.
"Bye Aunt Prue!"
"Prue can't see you in this time," Brian said quickly. "Chris and Bianca are in high school, the twins are in middle school, and Bindle and Bailey are in elementary."
"Can we go with them?" asked Piper, indicating Chris and Bianca.
"Uh, sure—just a moment." He touched both of their shoulders and a blue light connected between them. He did the same with Phoebe and Paige. "This enables you to speed through time and speed yourselves to keep up with them so you can all split up," he explained. "Come back with them."
"Right." Piper and Leo followed Chris and Bianca, disappearing with a ZIP! noise.
Paige ended up waiting for the twins to leave and she followed them. Phoebe waited even longer, not sure quite what to follow; little Prue, her daughter, was dead and there was no one left. She watched her older sister cooking with a slight grin. Prue was usually known for burning things on the stove and occasionally almost setting the house on fire, so it was odd seeing her succeed in making decent food.
Once Bindle and Bailey were awake, she decided that she'd probably rather follow them than hang around and watch Prue and Mark do...well, whatever married couples do while they're alone...
"Today's sharing day!" Bindle exclaimed, about six years old now, as they walked out onto the curb.
"What did you bring?" asked an eight-year-old Bailey.
"My kaleidoscope. Isn't it cool?" She stuffed her hand into her book bag, retrieving a mini McDonald's toy and sticking it up to her eye. They stopped at what was apparently the bus stop and met about four other kids. Bindle started talking to a girl with blonde hair and Bailey talked to what looked like the other girl's brother.
"Did you get that new action figure?" asked Bailey's friend.
"Nah, my mom said we could get it later since we were vanquish—vanquishing, um, the bugs...you know how pesky those darn beetles can get!" He laughed nervously but his friend didn't suspect anything and nodded his head.
"You brought a FROG!?" Bindle exclaimed. "Ew, Carly, that's SO disgusting—but so COOL! What will Mrs. Rika say when you bring THAT to sharing?"
Phoebe grinned in amusement but knew that she ought to speed up unless she was going to be stuck here forever. She zipped through time again until they were all in class; then quickly decided that the science of the human body wasn't as interesting as it seemed decades ago when she was their age and moved on to their recess.
The brother and sister walked off to a secluded part of the field, muttering and giggling under their breath. Suddenly Bailey's face turned dark and stern.
"They're hiding something from us, I know it, Bindle. You hear them...every night, Chris gets up and scribbles in that notebook of his, and every night Bianca badgers him until he goes back to sleep. Why do you think he's up all the time?"
Bindle thought for a moment. "The first time we met them, two years ago...it's hard for me to remember, Bail, but I'm thinking...Brian—Brian said we were being dropped off so they could look for Wyatt, Chris' older brother! Do you think he's lost?"
"I bet that's what happened!" Bailey exclaimed, still whispering. He beamed with pride to their conclusion. "He got lost or something, maybe a demon captured him—and now Chris and Bianca want to find him!"
"We can help!" Bindle said excitedly.
"Why don't they just use the tracking spell? I know it by heart," he said pompously, puffing out his chest. "Hm...what was it? Oh —" He recited the spell and they waited. A bright blue light erupted in the shadowy corner of the recess field. Wyatt appeared, cursing to himself and madly flailing his limbs in an attempt to block the spell.
He looked around and saw the two of them.
"Who are you?" he asked sharply.
"Bindle and Bailey," Bindle told him as a-matter-of-factly, "Bindle and Bailey Sanders."
"Sanders...you're not part of the Wicca circle...you're not witches...who summoned me?" he demanded.
Bailey shrugged. "What does 'summon' mean?"
"Damn it." Bindle opened her mouth to gasp, but thought the better of it.
"You're not who we thought you were," Bailey accused. "Our cousin wouldn't be related to a bad man! You must be a—a—a criminal with magic powers! Like the one on TV that they're trying to capture...the one that's killing people all the time that they haven't found the name of..."
Phoebe knew at once that Wyatt WAS the criminal, but hadn't been captured because he'd been hiding in the Underworld. She yearned to shriek at the pair of them "RUN!" but knew it would make no difference what she said or did. Instead, she merely watched with a feeling of dread in the pit of her stomach.
"I...I can't risk exposure...they'll find me...Come, you petty mortals," he commanded. He grabbed them both by the hair and shimmered away.
"NO!" Phoebe screamed, bursting into frustrated tears. "WYATT, BRING THEM BACK!"
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A/N—Next we'll show Col-Mel with Paige and then, finally, Bianca-Chris with Piper and Leo...and then the whole kidnap crap...yah. R&R or I shall use my demon power of possession upon you—MWAHAHA!!