Disclaimer: I OWN CHARMED. MWAHAH! –wakes up from dream— Aw, dammit! I
don't own Charmed after all...and I don't own that hot dog from the dream,
either...
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"Okay, so you're Phoebe, you're Piper, you're Paige, and you're Leo. How can you be my aunts and my parents when you're all so young?" he laughed.
Piper groaned. "This may take awhile."
"Now you know how we felt!" said Phoebe indignantly.
"Okay, okay, sorry," said Piper. She turned back to Chris. "You're from 20 or so years in the future. You came to save that baby over there, your older brother, from turning evil. Ring any bells?"
Chris burst out laughing. "That baby? My older brother? He looks, like, two years old!"
"Yes, because you came from the future!" Piper reminded him impatiently.
"I did?"
Piper growled.
"I mean, yeah, I did. Whatever you say, uh...Piper?"
"Good, you're remembering names. That baby is Wyatt. You belong in the future, 23 years from now, where that baby is 25."
"Then why don't I go back to the future?"
"Because you came back here to stop your brother from turning evil!"
"Well then, how does he turn evil?"
"HOW SHOULD I KNOW?!"
"Piper, patience is a virtue," Paige chastised her older sister. Calmly, she approached a now shocked and frightened Chris. "Here, you can sleep on the couch tonight and we'll try to restore your memory, okay?"
He nodded.
"Stay right here. Don't move."
Once they were gone, Chris tried to take off his shoes, but, once again, found that he didn't know how. He twisted his face in confusion and began messing around with the laces until finally taking them off without undoing the knot. With a sigh, he threw himself back onto the couch.
"Do you ?"
Chris shot back up. The three women from before were there, but he didn't recognize them. He didn't even know they were evil.
"Yeah, you could say that. Who are you? More freakish relatives?"
"Sure...Listen, you know those people up there? The ones that went upstairs?" The speaker leaned in towards him and whispered. "They're bad people, Chris—they're liars."
"Yeah," said the other. "They wanted to take advantage of you. In real life, you were our cousin. We live in the Underworld and we try to kill bad people like that so we can do, um, good."
"Come with us, before those people kill you AND us!" the third cried.
Chris hesitated. "How do I know that you three aren't the bad guys?"
"Because we love you, Chris. Besides, how could those people be your aunts and your parents? They're too young! They're just really bad people and really bad liars. C'mon, quickly—take my hand. We're going to use this really cool magical power called 'blinking' to get to where we all live."
"Okay."
He took the demon's hand.
Phoebe happened to walk down the stairs at that precise moment. She saw the demons and gasped. "Chris, no—"
They shimmered away.
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"Why don't you sit here, Chris?" one of the demons offered. "We're going to try and figure out what, er, happened to you. We'll be right back." She crossed the rocky room of the Underworld and rejoined Chris' "cousins."
"It worked," she squealed. "I can't believe something we did actually worked! And you guys said that lining an athame with memory loss potion was a BAD idea!"
"It almost was a bad idea," the tallest said darkly. "If that whitelighter hadn't saved him, we wouldn't have any bait."
"Well, we know that he's in some relation to the Charmed Ones, considering that's where he ended up. You watched him orb there like I did, right?" The two demons nodded back at her. "I bet he's their whitelighter."
"What about the other whitelighter? Why would they have two? Are they THAT important?" she marveled. "Hm...and another thing. Why would a whitelighter be living on earth and not Up There with those crappy elders?"
"I say we ask him," the second concluded, leading them all back over to him. "Hey, Chris," she said sweetly, "we wanted to know exactly what those imposters said to you, right from the very beginning, alright? That way it'll be easier to return your memory."
Chris gulped. "They told me I was from the future, to save Wyatt," he explained. He chuckled nervously. "They even said that the baby in the playpen was my older brother in the future, and that they were all my relatives. At one point they even started claiming to be my mom and dad and aunts! Can you believe that? They're crazy! Obviously they're way too young—"
"Wait—is that exactly what they said?"
"Yeah, and that some demons must've stabbed me."
The three demons shrugged. "Can't think of who would've done that. Probably those liars at the manor."
"Thanks for, um, saving me," Chris said gratefully.
"Oh, you're welcome. Now, I think this'll help you regain your memory. Hold still," she ordered in the same sickly sweet voice, conjuring and electric blue, swirling energy ball in her hands. "This won't hurt a bit."
"Okay."
At that moment, Piper, Leo and Paige orbed in. Seeing what was about to happen, Piper froze the scene and sighed in relief. The fireball stopped inches from Chris' nose.
"Hey! That was supposed to give me back my memory!" Chris protested. "Besides, you're the bad guys—you even lie badly!"
"Chris, I know our story sounds a little wacked," said Paige pleadingly, "But you have to understand that when I do this, it's for your own good." She threw a potion at him and he immediately fell asleep. "That'll keep him down for a while."
"Phoebe should be done finishing the other potion that'll give him back his memory by now. Let's take him home."
Leo and Paige helped Chris up and orbed him to the attic of the manor, settling him down on a couch.
"Are you done yet?" asked Piper.
Phoebe threw in one last ingredient and watched the potion go "POP!" for a moment. When all the smoke had cleared, she took a vial and filled it up. "It has to cool. I'd give it five minutes."
Piper nodded. "I think the sleeping potion will last us long enough. What do you think they know? How much would Chris have told them in this state?"
"Well, they probably know he's not a demon," said Paige sarcastically.
"And they probably know that he's been in the manor before," Leo added. "Piper, you and I go down and vanquish those three demons and we'll come back for Chris." Leo orbed with Piper down to the Underworld. They came back a couple of seconds later.
"That was fast," Phoebe noted. "Ah, I think it's done..." She lifted the potion out of the ice. "I hope this isn't gonna hurt you, Chris." She closed her eyes in anticipation and threw that vial at him. It smashed at his feet and smoke surrounded him.
He woke up screaming, tears running down his cheeks. "What...?" he managed to ask. He ducked his head down low and orbed away.
"What happened?" Piper demanded. "What did that potion do?"
"It was supposed to restore his memory!" Phoebe shot back.
"And that's just what it did," said Leo grimly. "The impact of the memories fresh in his mind probably came at him so hard that it was a big shock—that potion made him remember EVERYTHING, even the things he tried to forget."
Phoebe sighed. "I think he'll be ready to talk."
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A/N—DREW IS MINE, YOU HEAR!? ALL MINE! MINE MINE MINE! Anyways, thanks for all the wonderful reviews! I'm thinking of wrapping this story up in the next five chappies or so. I gotta do more on my other fics anyways. R&R!
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"Okay, so you're Phoebe, you're Piper, you're Paige, and you're Leo. How can you be my aunts and my parents when you're all so young?" he laughed.
Piper groaned. "This may take awhile."
"Now you know how we felt!" said Phoebe indignantly.
"Okay, okay, sorry," said Piper. She turned back to Chris. "You're from 20 or so years in the future. You came to save that baby over there, your older brother, from turning evil. Ring any bells?"
Chris burst out laughing. "That baby? My older brother? He looks, like, two years old!"
"Yes, because you came from the future!" Piper reminded him impatiently.
"I did?"
Piper growled.
"I mean, yeah, I did. Whatever you say, uh...Piper?"
"Good, you're remembering names. That baby is Wyatt. You belong in the future, 23 years from now, where that baby is 25."
"Then why don't I go back to the future?"
"Because you came back here to stop your brother from turning evil!"
"Well then, how does he turn evil?"
"HOW SHOULD I KNOW?!"
"Piper, patience is a virtue," Paige chastised her older sister. Calmly, she approached a now shocked and frightened Chris. "Here, you can sleep on the couch tonight and we'll try to restore your memory, okay?"
He nodded.
"Stay right here. Don't move."
Once they were gone, Chris tried to take off his shoes, but, once again, found that he didn't know how. He twisted his face in confusion and began messing around with the laces until finally taking them off without undoing the knot. With a sigh, he threw himself back onto the couch.
"Do you ?"
Chris shot back up. The three women from before were there, but he didn't recognize them. He didn't even know they were evil.
"Yeah, you could say that. Who are you? More freakish relatives?"
"Sure...Listen, you know those people up there? The ones that went upstairs?" The speaker leaned in towards him and whispered. "They're bad people, Chris—they're liars."
"Yeah," said the other. "They wanted to take advantage of you. In real life, you were our cousin. We live in the Underworld and we try to kill bad people like that so we can do, um, good."
"Come with us, before those people kill you AND us!" the third cried.
Chris hesitated. "How do I know that you three aren't the bad guys?"
"Because we love you, Chris. Besides, how could those people be your aunts and your parents? They're too young! They're just really bad people and really bad liars. C'mon, quickly—take my hand. We're going to use this really cool magical power called 'blinking' to get to where we all live."
"Okay."
He took the demon's hand.
Phoebe happened to walk down the stairs at that precise moment. She saw the demons and gasped. "Chris, no—"
They shimmered away.
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"Why don't you sit here, Chris?" one of the demons offered. "We're going to try and figure out what, er, happened to you. We'll be right back." She crossed the rocky room of the Underworld and rejoined Chris' "cousins."
"It worked," she squealed. "I can't believe something we did actually worked! And you guys said that lining an athame with memory loss potion was a BAD idea!"
"It almost was a bad idea," the tallest said darkly. "If that whitelighter hadn't saved him, we wouldn't have any bait."
"Well, we know that he's in some relation to the Charmed Ones, considering that's where he ended up. You watched him orb there like I did, right?" The two demons nodded back at her. "I bet he's their whitelighter."
"What about the other whitelighter? Why would they have two? Are they THAT important?" she marveled. "Hm...and another thing. Why would a whitelighter be living on earth and not Up There with those crappy elders?"
"I say we ask him," the second concluded, leading them all back over to him. "Hey, Chris," she said sweetly, "we wanted to know exactly what those imposters said to you, right from the very beginning, alright? That way it'll be easier to return your memory."
Chris gulped. "They told me I was from the future, to save Wyatt," he explained. He chuckled nervously. "They even said that the baby in the playpen was my older brother in the future, and that they were all my relatives. At one point they even started claiming to be my mom and dad and aunts! Can you believe that? They're crazy! Obviously they're way too young—"
"Wait—is that exactly what they said?"
"Yeah, and that some demons must've stabbed me."
The three demons shrugged. "Can't think of who would've done that. Probably those liars at the manor."
"Thanks for, um, saving me," Chris said gratefully.
"Oh, you're welcome. Now, I think this'll help you regain your memory. Hold still," she ordered in the same sickly sweet voice, conjuring and electric blue, swirling energy ball in her hands. "This won't hurt a bit."
"Okay."
At that moment, Piper, Leo and Paige orbed in. Seeing what was about to happen, Piper froze the scene and sighed in relief. The fireball stopped inches from Chris' nose.
"Hey! That was supposed to give me back my memory!" Chris protested. "Besides, you're the bad guys—you even lie badly!"
"Chris, I know our story sounds a little wacked," said Paige pleadingly, "But you have to understand that when I do this, it's for your own good." She threw a potion at him and he immediately fell asleep. "That'll keep him down for a while."
"Phoebe should be done finishing the other potion that'll give him back his memory by now. Let's take him home."
Leo and Paige helped Chris up and orbed him to the attic of the manor, settling him down on a couch.
"Are you done yet?" asked Piper.
Phoebe threw in one last ingredient and watched the potion go "POP!" for a moment. When all the smoke had cleared, she took a vial and filled it up. "It has to cool. I'd give it five minutes."
Piper nodded. "I think the sleeping potion will last us long enough. What do you think they know? How much would Chris have told them in this state?"
"Well, they probably know he's not a demon," said Paige sarcastically.
"And they probably know that he's been in the manor before," Leo added. "Piper, you and I go down and vanquish those three demons and we'll come back for Chris." Leo orbed with Piper down to the Underworld. They came back a couple of seconds later.
"That was fast," Phoebe noted. "Ah, I think it's done..." She lifted the potion out of the ice. "I hope this isn't gonna hurt you, Chris." She closed her eyes in anticipation and threw that vial at him. It smashed at his feet and smoke surrounded him.
He woke up screaming, tears running down his cheeks. "What...?" he managed to ask. He ducked his head down low and orbed away.
"What happened?" Piper demanded. "What did that potion do?"
"It was supposed to restore his memory!" Phoebe shot back.
"And that's just what it did," said Leo grimly. "The impact of the memories fresh in his mind probably came at him so hard that it was a big shock—that potion made him remember EVERYTHING, even the things he tried to forget."
Phoebe sighed. "I think he'll be ready to talk."
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A/N—DREW IS MINE, YOU HEAR!? ALL MINE! MINE MINE MINE! Anyways, thanks for all the wonderful reviews! I'm thinking of wrapping this story up in the next five chappies or so. I gotta do more on my other fics anyways. R&R!