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Chapter 18: Deja vu

"Oh shit!" Michael yelled a few mornings later, spitting out his cereal as he glanced at his watch.

"What's wrong?" Rachel asked, knitting her brow.

"I'm gonna be late for class if I don't hurry up!" Michael yelled, jumping out of his seat and running out the door. He ran back in, grabbed his coat and keys, then ran back out again.

"Class? Isn't he a little old for school?" Brian asked, raising his eyebrows.

Chris smiled. "He's in college."

Brian nodded in understanding. "Oh. Okay."

Piper looked over at Leo. "You know, the boys are like Phoebe, Prue, and I were."

Leo looked confused. "How so?"

"Well, Wyatt works at the auction house, just like Prue used to, Chris is running P3, like I used to, and Michael's in college, like Phoebe was," Piper said, sighing, looking down at the table. She looked back up at Leo. "And that scares me."

"Why?" Leo asked, putting a hand on hers.

"Well, what if Wyatt has the same destiny as Prue?" Piper asked, looking back down at her plate.

"Unless you have another son out their somewhere that I don't know about, I highly doubt it," Leo said, smiling. He lost his smile when Piper looked back up at him. "You don't, do you?"

Piper smiled and chuckled a bit. "No. I don't. I promise."

Bianca then decided to butt in on their conversation. "Actually, I was having a chat with one of the elders last night, and she said that if anything were to happen to one of the boys, Prue, Pearl and Paris would take over the Charmed duties."

Piper looked over at her. "That just makes me feel so much better. Thank you for sharing that with us, Bianca."

Bianca looked down at her plate.

Wyatt orbed in with Amanda and Abby the next moment, Amy right behind them.

"You know, as much as I like living across the street where it's less crowded," Amy said, sitting down. "I miss Brian."

"You two are really good friends, aren't you?" Rachel asked the two, raising her eyebrows.

"Well, Dad and Uncle Chris spent so much time together while Breanna, Brian and I were little, we had no choice," Amy said, shrugging.

Brian smiled. "Yeah. And Amy gives me tips on how to get the chicks, too."

Chris smiled and rolled his eyes.

"Where's Michael?" Wyatt asked, sitting down next to Chris.

"Classes at the college started today," Chris said, Wyatt nodding in understanding.

"So, what year is he in right now?" Amy asked, sounding interested.

"Third," Chris said, looking up at her.

"Shouldn't he be in his fourth?" Leona asked, looking confused.

Chris shook his head. "No. He took a year off before going to college."

"Oh. I see," Leona said, looking a bit pissed off. "And he got mad at me for taking a year off. Figures."

"Leona, you had a scholarship. And you threw it away by taking a year off," Michelle said, staring at her. "You cost Mom and Dad twenty grand by doing that. I'd be mad, too."

Leona just rolled her eyes, digging back into her eggs.

There came a knock on the door.

"I'll get it," Amy said, getting up and jogging over to the door. She opened it and smiled. "Hi, Daryl."

Daryl stared at her, confused. "Do I know you?"

"No. But I know you," Amy said, poking him in the chest.

Daryl stared at her.

Amy chuckled. "I'm from the future. C'mon in."

"Well, there's an inviting message," Chris said, smiling. "'I'm from the future, and I already know you, but as far as you know, I could be some stocker person out to get you. So, please, step into my home.'"

Wyatt rolled his eyes as Amy and Daryl walked into the room.

"Chris, I need to talk to you," Daryl said, walking over to Chris.

"Well, if you have something to say to Chris, you can say it to all of us," Wyatt said, his eyebrows raised.

"You don't like me very much, do you?" Daryl asked, crossing his arms.

"Well, ever since you arrested future Chris and then decided not to cover up for him a few weeks later, no," Wyatt said, half glaring at Daryl.

"You weren't even two yet," Daryl said, staring at him.

"Well, I heard the stories," Wyatt said, raising his eyebrows. "And, personally, I don't like someone doing that to my little brother. So, never expect me to like you. Got it?"

"Okay. Whatever. Jeez," Daryl said, backing away from him.

"He doesn't get much better in the future," Amy said, sighing. "Sorry, Daryl. My dad can really hold a grudge if it involves Uncle Chris or Uncle Wyatt."

Daryl stared at her. "You scare me."

"Then you obviously haven't met my sister," Amy muttered before grabbing her water and taking a sip. She smiled innocently at Daryl.

"So, what's up?" Chris asked, standing up and facing Daryl.

Daryl handed him a tape. "This."

Chris stared at it. "What is it."

Chris looked at everyone before shrugging and walking into the living room, everyone following. He popped in the tape and sat down, everyone crowding around him.

O.O Tape O.O

Chris walked into a store, then, suddenly, a demon shimmered in, causing all of the mortals to gasp and scream, starting to run in every direction.

Chris quickly looked around once all the mortals had gone, then blew up the demon. Then he orbed away.

O.O End Tape O.O

Chris turned the tape off. "Damnit," he said, sighing, covering his face with his hands.

"I have three guys who are threatening to take this to the news," Daryl said, ejecting the tape and taking it.

Chris got up and started banging his head on the wall. "Damnit, damnit, damnit."

"Chris, honey, we'll fix this," Piper said, rubbing him on his back. She looked over at Leo and whispered, "This is how it all began. Leading up to when Prue died."

Amy pointed to the TV. "You guys, look!"

Everyone turned to the TV, where the news was showing.

Chris slowly looked over at Daryl as the tape was aired on national television. "You couldn't have came earlier?"

"I came as soon as I found out," Darryl said, shrugging.

"Now both witches and whitelighter alike have been exposed," Chris sighed.

The reporter on the TV smiled. "I'm almost to the house where Christopher Halliwell supposedly lives with his wife, little brother, and parents. Christopher's older brother also lives across the street." She quickly got out of the van and ran up to the house.

"Oh, no," Piper said, shaking her head, backing up. "This can't be happening. Not again. Paige! Phoebe!"

The next moment, Paige orbed in with Phoebe.

Piper pointed to the TV.

"Oh dear," Phoebe said, her hand flying to her mouth.

There came a knock on the door just as the reporter knocked on the TV.

"I'll get it!" Michelle said happily, running towards the door.

"No!!" everyone yelled, blocking her from the door.

O.O

Two hours later, everyone was still watching the TV, when Michael pulled up in front of the manor.

"Uh oh," Chris said, watching the TV, everyone huddled around them.

The reporter ran up to Michael and stuck the microphone in his face. "Are you a witch?"

"What the hell? What kind of messed up question is that?" Michael asked, shielding his face from the camera.

The reporter faced the camera. "Michael Halliwell, younger brother of Christopher Halliwell. Obviously he hasn't been watching the news, where it was broadcasted that Christopher is indeed a supernatural being."

Michael's eyes went wide and he ran towards the manor, the reporter following him. He slammed the door in her face and stormed into the living room.

"What the hell was that?" Michael asked, looking around. "There are people surrounding our house!"

"Yeah, yeah, we know," Chris said, sighing.

Leo, Piper, and Bianca looked up.

"Oh no," Phoebe said, sighing.

"Sorry. We gotta go," Piper said before the three orbed away.

"Our own whitelighters have abandoned us," Paige said, sighing. "Just fantastic."

"Paige, Piper's more than a whitelighter. She's our sister," Phoebe said, sighing.

Then someone ran in the front door. "Christopher, take me with you!" she screamed, kneeling down next to him, grabbing onto his arm.

"Uh, hello, get off my brother," Wyatt said, telekinetically throwing the woman backwards and then telekinetically closing the door.

"Paige, go get the girls," Phoebe said, sighing.

Paige nodded and tried to orb, but nothing happened. She looked around and looked over at the boys.

Wyatt, Chris, and Michael tried to orb but came up short.

Wyatt threw a pillow into the air, and Michael tried to freeze it, but still nothing happened.

"Where are our powers?" Chris asked, looking around.

"This isn't good," Leona said, shaking her head.

A darklighter shimmered behind everyone, shooting an arrow in Wyatt's back.

Wyatt fell to the floor, gasping for breath.

"Wyatt!!!" Chris yelled, kneeling next to him. "Oh god. Oh god."

Michael knelt next to the two. "Wyatt, you'll be okay. I promise."

Amanda ran over and quickly pulled the arrow out. "Sweetie, stay with us."

"DAD!!! MOM!!! BIANCA!!!" Chris yelled, getting teary eyed.

"Oh god," Amy said, a hand to her mouth.

"No. This is supposed to happen," Brian said, nodding. "He's brought back, remember?"

Amy nodded. "Right. I remember."

"Why aren't they coming, Chris? Where are they?" Michael asked, tears on his face, looking up at his older brother.

Chris shook his head. "I don't know."

"Can't you guys heal him?" Amanda asked, stroking Wyatt's hair.

Chris shook his head. "Not without our powers we can't."

"Oh my god," Rachel said, looking out the window. "Everything's slowing down. And going backwards."

Chris looked up at her. "What do you mean?"

Rachel opened up the curtain wider so her could see. Outside everything was literally going backwards. Like time was resting itself.

O.O

"They now have their powers back. And you do know what sacrifice you made by resetting time and erasing the tape, right?" an elder asked, looking at Leo, Piper and Bianca all in turn.

Piper nodded. "One of The Charmed Ones will be destroyed. One of my sons will be killed," she said, staring at the floor, shock and pain in her eyes.

"I assure you, Piper, that it's all for the great good," the elder said, putting a hand on her shoulder.

Piper looked up at him. "Who was it?"

"The oldest. Wyatt," the elder said, taking his hand away.

Piper looked over at Leo, tears in her eyes. "I told you. I told you that I had a bad feeling about this."

Leo nodded and held her close. "I know, sweetie. I know."

Bianca sighed. "We better go to them."

Leo nodded and orbed the devastated Piper into the living room, Bianca following.

Chris was crying over Wyatt's body, which was laying on the couch.

"Oh, sweetie," Bianca said, running over to him and kneeling next to him.

Chris faced her, tears streaming down his face. "Where were you? Why weren't you here to heal him?"

"Chris, I'm sorry, but -" Bianca started.

"Sorry doesn't bring back my brother, Bianca!!!" Chris yelled, standing up, pulling her up with him. He turned to his parents. "How could you just watch him die like that?!?!?!"

"Chris, we didn't want to, but -" Leo started.

"No more 'buts'!!!" Chris yelled. "The fact is, is that you three let Wyatt down!!! You let him die!!! And I'll never forgive anyone of you for that!!!" He then orbed away.

Piper and Leo turned around to find Michael glaring at them.

"Michael -" Piper started.

"No," was all Michael said, tears streaming down his face, shaking his head, before he orbed away.

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Sorry! I just saw the season four premiere, and I couldn't help myself! I had to kill off Wyatt! But, take one thing into notice. Amy's still there. Clues, clues! Hints, hints! Anyway, review please! Ciao!

Hannah