A/N: Hey! Sorry I didn't post yesterday but I was up early and gone most of the day. I got home at ten at night and I was just too tired. But, anyway, here are the thanks:

charmedevaThe only one to review. I'm glad you enjoyed "To Save and Protect" and I'm glad you're enjoying this one, too. I hope you continue to enjoy it!

Kay, chapter two! Please, please, read and review!!!!!!!


Sky was awoken by a horrible dream. The storm still raged outside and it was the middle of the night. Her heart pounded against her ribcage. She glanced down at Faith and was about to settle down again when she sensed someone in the room. Her body stiffened and she prepared to protect Faith at all costs.

"Now, now. I don't bite," someone said, laughing.

Sky flicked the light on. Her eyes canned the room and fell on the speaker. Her jaw dropped. "Wyatt!" she hissed.

Wyatt smirked. "In the flesh."

Sky jumped out of bed, glaring at him. "What are you doing here? What do you want?"

"You," Wyatt said simply.

"Me?" Sky asked, unable to hide her surprise.

"Yes, you," Wyatt replied. "You can come with me willingly. Or I can take you with me by force, which will not be too hard. Which is it?"

"Neither!" Sky snapped. "I'm not going with you!"

"Then, I'll take Faith. Precious little Faith," Wyatt said, smirking.

"No!" Sky hissed, throwing her hands up in an attempt to blow Wyatt up.

Instead, Wyatt simply stumbled back a few steps. "Good. But not good enough," he said, frowning. He sighed. "Well, I didn't want to do this. But I'm going to have to take you by force. I'll come back for Faith another time," Using his telekinesis, he brought Sky to his side and grabbed her by her wrist so tightly she cringed.

With that, he shimmered them both out of the room.


Warm sunshine filtered into the room. The storm had ended the night before and the sun had come out from behind the clouds.

Faith groaned, rolling over in the bed. She opened her eyes and quickly realized she was still in Sky's room. She blinked, realizing Sky wasn't there. She got out of bed and tromped down the hall to Chris's room. She went right in without knocking and jumped on the bed, shaking his shoulders.

Chris swatted at her with his hand without opening his eyes.

"Chris!" Faith whined.

Reluctantly, he opened his eyes. "Faith?" he said groggily. "It's seven in the morning!"

"Have you seen Sky?" Faith asked, ignoring his usual morning grumpiness. He wasn't much of a morning person.

However, at her question, he bolted upright in bed. "She's gone?"

"I dunno. I woke up in her bed and she was gone," Faith replied.

Chris jumped out of bed and, in his boxers and a white t-shirt, ran out of his room and down into the kitchen, sliding on the wet floor Piper was mopping. He lost his balance and fell on his butt.

"Chris!" Piper exclaimed, laughing as she held her hand out for him to help him up.

"Is Sky down here?" Chris asked, trying to ignore the pain in his backside.

"No," Piper replied, continuing to mop. "She's still in bed, isn't she?"

"No," Chris replied, his tone full of worry. He quickly told her what Faith had told him.

Piper stopped mopping, looking extremely concerned. "Leo!"

Leo appeared beside her. "What's wrong?" he asked, seeing the concern on both his wife and son's faces.

Piper quickly filled him in.

Leo closed his eyes and tried to sense his daughter, but failed. He opened his eyes, now looking just as worried. "I can't sense her."

"Oh no," Piper moaned, tears in her eyes. "Where is she? Where's my daughter?"

"Don't worry. We'll find her, Piper," Leo said soothingly, although he said it more to comfort himself than his wife. If he couldn't sense Sky it could mean one of two things: She was in the Underworld or she was dead.


"You can't keep me here," Sky protested, though she was in no state to do so. Still dressed in her black sweatpants and white tank top, she was chained to a metal pole in P3. The club used to be her mothers. But since Wyatt had taken over, he had made the once hip dance club his headquarters.

"You are in no situation to be making threats, dear sister," Wyatt reminded her, standing before her with his arms crossed.

"Mom, dad, Aunt Phoebe, Aunt Paige, and Chris will come looking for me. Dad'll be able to sense me," Sky shot back.

Wyatt laughed. "He won't. I've blocked you from him so he can't sense you."

"Then they will scry for me!" Sky snapped.

"I blocked your father from sensing you. I was also able to block you from the power of scrying," Wyatt informed her.

"So what?" Sky asked, eyes narrowed with hate. "Are you going to use me as bait? Kill me? Whatever it is, please get it over with. I'm bored."

"Your bravery is very amusing," Wyatt admitted, smirking. "But I'm not going to do any of those things to you. No, I brought you here for different reasons."

"Why? Sky asked. "What could you possibly need me for?

"Well, I have my original idea and a back-up in case you refuse," Wyatt explained.

Sky gulped, but kept her eyes narrowed in hate so Wyatt couldn't sense her fear. "What happens if I refuse?"

Wyatt smirked. "You become my slave."