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Chris and Chloe were in the attic preparing for the ritual to hopefully bring Cole back from the dead. Neither were speaking or thinking, just mundanely going about their business of organizing the candles, the ingredients they had gathered. Chris finally spoke, "So who all knows who you are now?"
"Leo and Piper," Chloe answered softly putting the fifth candle on the corner of the pentagram she had drawn on the floor with pure white sand and unicorn horn dust.
"You never told me why you have to have the unicorn dust. That horse was not so willing to give it up to me, I almost got rammed with horn shaving it off," Chris played with the velvet bag that held the rest of the horn dust.
"Unicorn's are the epitome of good magic, you know that," Chloe drew another corner of the pentagram, "and we need all the good magic involved in this as we can get."
"And Paige..." Chris sat down next to Chloe,
"Ok, random..."
"You forgot Paige," Chris corrected.
"I haven't actually talked to Paige about it," Chloe stood up, "so she might know I'm family, but she doesn't know more details than that."
"And you expect no one to tell Phoebe?"
"I never said that. But I don't expect them to tell her before tonight. We have to start this ritual at midnight—during the 'tween time. Phoebe will know by then," Chloe frowned.
"Why the frown?" Chris walked over to her.
"I don't think she is going to smile and hug me the way Piper did you. Piper still loves Leo, you're happy news! Me... I'm the product of a love she has tried to kill over and over... and now I want to resurrect him and be like, 'Ok, kids, fall in love and have me in three years.' I feel like I should be preparing for my funeral not my birth," she pouted.
"You are so dramatic, do you know that?" Chris gave Chloe a playful shove then added, "I wish I could tell you that won't be the case—but I'm feeling the same way you are. Come on, there's a couple more things we need to get. And we are going to have to tell all three sisters if we want this to work. You know that." Chris took Chloe's arm and they left the attic.
"Incoming! Watch out! When are these guys going to stop?" Paige threw a vial of the new mercenary vanquishing potion at the newest crop of demon attackers.
"Whenever we finally vanquish this cocky Batterak guy," Phoebe added another potion vial and explosion to the noise. Chris and Chloe heard the fight and ran down the rest of the stairs. Chris motioned for the pot of vanquishing potion of the stove to fly at the three remaining demons as Chloe aimed and fired a fireball. There was one last explosion and the smoke cleared—revealing Batterak sitting in the conservatory.
"You are killing these demons about as fast I can make them, love. You better get on to resurrecting daddy so the real fireworks can begin," he shimmered out.
"That guy really hates you," Paige commented picking up broken pieces of glass lying around the floor and emptying them into the garbage.
"It's a mutual affection," Chloe responded helping to scrub burn marks off the floor.
"What did he mean, resurrecting daddy?" Phoebe finally asked. Chris and Chloe exchanged looks. Phoebe had missed their fight and revelation of that information earlier in the morning.
"My dad has been vanquished," Chloe dropped some more garbage from the fight in the can. "And that's why Batterak is here. He knows we are going to have to bring him back to fight him—and he's waiting for us to do that."
Phoebe sat down in a chair and let the gravity of the news sink in, "It won't be the first time a demon has come back from the dead," she played with a piece of paper on the table, unconsciously shredding it. Chris watched her, *I guess that's where you got that nervous habit from, Chloe* he thought. Chloe weakly smiled. Phoebe continued her thought process, "Is that the potion Leo mentioned you were working on earlier?"
*Should we tell her?* Chloe looked at Chris.
"Yes, it is," Chris answered, *Might as well. You said yourself that she is going to have to find out the truth before midnight,* he met Chloe's eyes.
"How is that working out?" Paige joined the conversation.
"We're missing a couple of ingredients," Chloe hesitantly answered, "but we'll have them all together by midnight tonight. The ritual will have to be done during the 'tween time."
"Ok, then... that gives us another five hours to prepare, let's keep this going," Phoebe encouraged.
Chloe gave another weak smile. *Please still have that attitude when you find out the truth* she thought. Chris put his hand on her shoulder. Chloe then turned and walked to the hall closet to get her cloak and bag. She came back to the kitchen with them, wrapped the cloak around her shoulders, and placed the bag on the counter. Everyone looked at her, "I need you to bless this bag," she instructed.
"Why?" Paige asked skeptically.
"Because one of the ingredients I have to get... I can't touch. And I'll need to put it in this bag if I want to transport it and to do that the bag has to be blessed," Chloe answered pulling out the small velvet bag, "with this. Unicorn horn dust. The essence of good magic." The bag swung back and forth in her hand.
"Where'd you get that?" Phoebe grabbed the bag.
"From a unicorn..." Chloe answered, Phoebe frowned, "exactly where that unicorn was, you'll have to ask Chris. He got it."
Phoebe looked over at Chris who responded, "From the enchanted forest. Where the wood nymphs live," he was hoping to jog Phoebe and Paige's memory of their wood nymph adventure the year before. They both nodded in agreement.
Chris was the first to pick up some of the unicorn dust and sprinkle it over the bag, "Blessed be," he whispered and the bag glowed. Paige and Phoebe followed and repeated the gesture and "Blessed be," before Chloe did it as well. "Where's Piper?" she asked.
"She's with Wyatt at the Magic School. And it was a good thing, too, when Batterak attacked. We don't need her here getting injured or scared into labor," Paige lead Chloe to the door to the Magic School which appeared out of nowhere on the stair landing.
Chloe walked up the steps and turned back to Paige, "Thanks," she smiled and began to walk through the door.
"Wait!" Chris called, "I'm coming with you. I've been meaning to go look up some things on a couple of leads I have for Wyatt anyway. The School's got the best resources available." Chloe nodded and the two went through the door.
"Good luck!" Paige wished.
Chloe and Chris walked down the endless hall of the Magic School towards the library. Everywhere there were students chatting about that day's classes, lounging in big comfy velvet covered chairs, and the occasional display of powers being used under the wary and less watchful eyes of teachers. Chloe couldn't help but smile, "I missed school."
Chris looked at her as if she had just insulted him, "Say that again?"
"I missed school," she repeated jovially, "the camaraderie, the fun, the hijinks, it sure beats a life on the run," the couple turned into the library.
Chris immediately walked over to his mother and kissed her on the cheek. She had been sitting behind a healthy stack of books on magical prophecies. Piper informed them that Wyatt was safely playing in the nursery with the other magical babies, "He loves having playmates. It makes me feel guilty for denying it to him for so long," Piper mused.
Chris sat down behind a think volume called Magical Offspring: the Joys They Bring—and the Disasters. Chloe turned to Piper, "I need for you to bless this bag for me," she asked, "Paige, Phoebe and Chris already have." She withdrew the bag from underneath her cloak and took the small pouch of unicorn dust and placed both on the table in front of Piper.
"Why don't you call Phoebe mom?" Piper tenderly questioned, placing her hand on Chloe's. Chris looked up from his book.
Chloe locked eyes with Chris before answering Piper. She knew that Chris hadn't told the sisters or Leo about their imminent deaths. She turned back to Piper, "I don't want to get used to it and then something terrible happen. That and I'm afraid if I call her mom to you, then I will to her as well. And that would be bad."
"Except that she is going to have to find out before we do this ritual anyway," Piper reminded her.
"Yes, but I don't want it to be because I accidentally called her mom and caused her to have a heart attack first," Chloe grinned a small simple grin. Piper looked at her and wondered what it was going to be like to have a little girl in the house someday.
Piper picked up a pinch of the unicorn horn dust and sprinkled it over the bag, "Blessed be," she beamed as the bag glowed once again. "Oh!" she exclaimed, "Kidney kick," and doubled over in pain.
"I'm so sorry," Chris got up from his chair and rushed to his mother's side.
"Awh, it's ok. You have to move don't you," Piper attempted a grin. Chris and Chloe helped her to stand, "You need Wyatt to bless this too?" she asked.
"Actually, yes. I had forgotten about that. He is going to be involved in the ritual," Chloe remarked.
"His first ritual, I could cry," Piper became emotional.
Chris rolled his eyes, "Mom, he conjured a full-grown dragon at six months, I think this is just going to be another day for him."
Chloe's eyes grew huge, "Are you kidding? None of us have ever been successful at bringing someone back to life! This is a very big deal."
"Alright, you're right," Chris half-heartedly conceded.
The threesome continued down the hall until they reached the nursery. When they entered it, Chloe and Chris were amazed at what they saw. Magical children every where using their magic freely without restraint. There was a toddler moving faster than the eye could register from toy box to toy box frantically looking for something. Another child was coloring in a coloring book, and when he was done, the picture sprang to life from the book and began to dance around and entertain him. And still another little girl's hair color was changing every time she laughed—which was a lot. "Wow, I didn't remember it being like this," Chloe expressed, her eyes fixated on what fun the kids seemed to be having.
"Me either," Chris reminisced.
"Really?" Piper was curious, "This is Gideon's vision for the future. That magical kids be able to us their powers without having to worry about the consequences."
"Seriously, we were not this free with our powers," Chris reinforced.
They walked over to Wyatt who was sitting with some two year olds. The other children were battling over a doll—that would occasionally cry and sounded oddly like a real baby—but Wyatt was content to be sitting alone intently watching a top turn. "I thought you said he had friends," Chris nagged.
"He does!" Piper swept him up, "Don't you sweetie?" Wyatt looked dazed.
"What's he playing with?" Chris noted picking up the top.
"It's a top that Gideon gave him. He loves it. I think the colors entrance him," Piper smiled rocking Wyatt back and forth.
Chloe held out her hand and Chris handed her the top. Suddenly she was torn from the room and thrown into a spinning world of visions. She fell to her knees on the floor in agony as the vision continued. There was darkness everywhere. No light. No love. No happiness. People were screaming. All the faces were blurred. The voices were so deafeningly loud that she couldn't make out who was speaking. But there was power. Tremendous power radiating from something or someone. All Chloe kept saying was, "Stop! Pain! No! Stop!" as she shook her head violently. Chris, too, could see the visions. He had never been able to share in Chloe's powers before because only their thoughts were linked. But something about this vision drew Chris in as well. He, however, was not experiencing the mind-numbing pain that Chloe appeared to be. She fell further down and into a fetal position on the floor, holding her head. "Make it stop!" she moaned as children started crying.
Chris put his hands on his temples and turned to Piper, "Mom, do something! It's killing her!"
Piper put Wyatt down and quickly turned to take aim at the top in Chloe's hand. With the utmost precision, she blew up the toy—and immediately Chloe's and Chris's breathing returned to normal, their heads stopped pounding, the world stopped spinning, and Chloe could see again. Piper got on her knees to the best of her ability and crawled over to Chloe who was beginning to sit up. Chris draped his arms around Chloe's neck. She was crying, "It was awful. It was absolutely awful." By this time, the nursery attendant had taken care that most of the children were out of the room. Gideon had appeared in the doorway and rushed over to the Halliwells.
"I know," Chris whispered in her ear, "I saw it, too. Bits and pieces, but I saw something." Piper wiped away Chloe's tear as Gideon reached them.
"What's going? There was screaming. Is everyone ok?" he asked anxiously.
"I think we'll be alright," Piper stood back up with Gideon's help. Wyatt walked to his mother's leg and put up his force field around himself, her, Chris, and Chloe. Everyone was surprised, "Wyatt? What are you doing? That's Gideon, silly." Wyatt glared at Gideon. "I am so sorry, I don't know why he's doing this. I guess he saw how upset Chloe was and he wanted to make sure that no one else hurt her," Piper apologized. Chris helped Chloe to her feet, and she leaned on him for support. Wyatt did not yield with his force field.
"That's alright," Gideon faked a smile, "it just shows he's a good boy. I'll be in my office if you need me," he bowed and left the room. Wyatt's force field subsequently went down.
"Wyatt! Why did you do that? You know Gideon," Piper scolded as Chris leaned over picking up his big brother. Piper turning to Chloe, "Sweetheart, what did you see?" she asked pulling Chloe into her. Chloe needed a hug. And if her own mother couldn't hug her right now, at least her aunt could.
Chloe looked down at the pieces of top on the floor. Parts of the vision came back to her and warranted further examination, "I'm not really sure," she mumbled pulling out of the hug, "It was all blurred. And the voices were so loud. There was hatred. Lots of hatred. But more than that, there was power. Consuming power. Power that wanted to split my head open to escape," Chloe let her eyes wander from Wyatt to the door Gideon had exited.
"But it was San Francisco," Chris gently rocked Wyatt back and forth, trying to keep him calm, "it was San Francisco from our time, Chloe. Didn't you recognize it?"
Chloe and Piper looked at Chris with absolute shock, "You saw it, too?" Chloe finally uttered.
"I have never shared one of your visions before—not without you putting your hand on me and giving it to me. But this was different. It pulled me in, too. But I didn't feel the emotions, or hear voices. I just saw the place. And it was definitely San Francisco," he filled them in.
"I don't understand," Chloe inched towards him.
"I think I do," Piper offered, "Your powers are linked through those rings. And they're also magnified here at the Magic School. Maybe that's what helped you to share the vision. Or maybe it was just such a strong, awful sight, you couldn't handle it alone—and projected it to the person you trusted most."
Still shocked, Piper and Chloe took seats in the nursery that was now empty except for the four of them. Chris stayed standing rocking back and forth with his chin rested on Wyatt's head. Wyatt had his head on Chris's shoulder. No one spoke for five minutes. Each of them was consumed in his or her thoughts. Then Chloe stood up, "Wyatt needs to bless this. It's getting closer to midnight."
"Chloe, you can't ignore what just happened here. What if that was a premonition?" Chris placed Wyatt in Piper's lap.
"I don't have premonitions, Chris. You know that. And you and I both know that what we saw was a sight from our present, our time, our home," then she placed her hand on his shoulder, looked into his green eyes and concentrated deeply, *I got that vision when I picked up the top Wyatt was playing with... that Gideon gave him. It makes me wonder. You and I both know who's feelings of hatred and power that was,* Chris turned to look at Wyatt. "We've got to look into this," she said in a harsh whisper.
Chris nodded his head in agreement. He walked over to Piper who was rocking in the chair with Wyatt. "Give me the bag," he said to Chloe. She handed it to him with the pouch of powder. Chris then turned back to Wyatt, "Hey, buddy. I need you to do something for me. I need you to bless this." Piper smiled as she watched Chris sweetly help Wyatt dip his hand in the pouch of powder and place his hand back on the black velvet bag. "Now Wyatt, I need for you to say this. Blessed be," he enunciated slowly, "Can you say that? Blessed be."
"Blessed be," Piper and Chloe repeated encouraging Wyatt to try.
"Bessed be!" Wyatt squealed and clapped. The bag glowed as did Piper, Chloe, and Chris.
Chris and Chloe were in the attic preparing for the ritual to hopefully bring Cole back from the dead. Neither were speaking or thinking, just mundanely going about their business of organizing the candles, the ingredients they had gathered. Chris finally spoke, "So who all knows who you are now?"
"Leo and Piper," Chloe answered softly putting the fifth candle on the corner of the pentagram she had drawn on the floor with pure white sand and unicorn horn dust.
"You never told me why you have to have the unicorn dust. That horse was not so willing to give it up to me, I almost got rammed with horn shaving it off," Chris played with the velvet bag that held the rest of the horn dust.
"Unicorn's are the epitome of good magic, you know that," Chloe drew another corner of the pentagram, "and we need all the good magic involved in this as we can get."
"And Paige..." Chris sat down next to Chloe,
"Ok, random..."
"You forgot Paige," Chris corrected.
"I haven't actually talked to Paige about it," Chloe stood up, "so she might know I'm family, but she doesn't know more details than that."
"And you expect no one to tell Phoebe?"
"I never said that. But I don't expect them to tell her before tonight. We have to start this ritual at midnight—during the 'tween time. Phoebe will know by then," Chloe frowned.
"Why the frown?" Chris walked over to her.
"I don't think she is going to smile and hug me the way Piper did you. Piper still loves Leo, you're happy news! Me... I'm the product of a love she has tried to kill over and over... and now I want to resurrect him and be like, 'Ok, kids, fall in love and have me in three years.' I feel like I should be preparing for my funeral not my birth," she pouted.
"You are so dramatic, do you know that?" Chris gave Chloe a playful shove then added, "I wish I could tell you that won't be the case—but I'm feeling the same way you are. Come on, there's a couple more things we need to get. And we are going to have to tell all three sisters if we want this to work. You know that." Chris took Chloe's arm and they left the attic.
"Incoming! Watch out! When are these guys going to stop?" Paige threw a vial of the new mercenary vanquishing potion at the newest crop of demon attackers.
"Whenever we finally vanquish this cocky Batterak guy," Phoebe added another potion vial and explosion to the noise. Chris and Chloe heard the fight and ran down the rest of the stairs. Chris motioned for the pot of vanquishing potion of the stove to fly at the three remaining demons as Chloe aimed and fired a fireball. There was one last explosion and the smoke cleared—revealing Batterak sitting in the conservatory.
"You are killing these demons about as fast I can make them, love. You better get on to resurrecting daddy so the real fireworks can begin," he shimmered out.
"That guy really hates you," Paige commented picking up broken pieces of glass lying around the floor and emptying them into the garbage.
"It's a mutual affection," Chloe responded helping to scrub burn marks off the floor.
"What did he mean, resurrecting daddy?" Phoebe finally asked. Chris and Chloe exchanged looks. Phoebe had missed their fight and revelation of that information earlier in the morning.
"My dad has been vanquished," Chloe dropped some more garbage from the fight in the can. "And that's why Batterak is here. He knows we are going to have to bring him back to fight him—and he's waiting for us to do that."
Phoebe sat down in a chair and let the gravity of the news sink in, "It won't be the first time a demon has come back from the dead," she played with a piece of paper on the table, unconsciously shredding it. Chris watched her, *I guess that's where you got that nervous habit from, Chloe* he thought. Chloe weakly smiled. Phoebe continued her thought process, "Is that the potion Leo mentioned you were working on earlier?"
*Should we tell her?* Chloe looked at Chris.
"Yes, it is," Chris answered, *Might as well. You said yourself that she is going to have to find out the truth before midnight,* he met Chloe's eyes.
"How is that working out?" Paige joined the conversation.
"We're missing a couple of ingredients," Chloe hesitantly answered, "but we'll have them all together by midnight tonight. The ritual will have to be done during the 'tween time."
"Ok, then... that gives us another five hours to prepare, let's keep this going," Phoebe encouraged.
Chloe gave another weak smile. *Please still have that attitude when you find out the truth* she thought. Chris put his hand on her shoulder. Chloe then turned and walked to the hall closet to get her cloak and bag. She came back to the kitchen with them, wrapped the cloak around her shoulders, and placed the bag on the counter. Everyone looked at her, "I need you to bless this bag," she instructed.
"Why?" Paige asked skeptically.
"Because one of the ingredients I have to get... I can't touch. And I'll need to put it in this bag if I want to transport it and to do that the bag has to be blessed," Chloe answered pulling out the small velvet bag, "with this. Unicorn horn dust. The essence of good magic." The bag swung back and forth in her hand.
"Where'd you get that?" Phoebe grabbed the bag.
"From a unicorn..." Chloe answered, Phoebe frowned, "exactly where that unicorn was, you'll have to ask Chris. He got it."
Phoebe looked over at Chris who responded, "From the enchanted forest. Where the wood nymphs live," he was hoping to jog Phoebe and Paige's memory of their wood nymph adventure the year before. They both nodded in agreement.
Chris was the first to pick up some of the unicorn dust and sprinkle it over the bag, "Blessed be," he whispered and the bag glowed. Paige and Phoebe followed and repeated the gesture and "Blessed be," before Chloe did it as well. "Where's Piper?" she asked.
"She's with Wyatt at the Magic School. And it was a good thing, too, when Batterak attacked. We don't need her here getting injured or scared into labor," Paige lead Chloe to the door to the Magic School which appeared out of nowhere on the stair landing.
Chloe walked up the steps and turned back to Paige, "Thanks," she smiled and began to walk through the door.
"Wait!" Chris called, "I'm coming with you. I've been meaning to go look up some things on a couple of leads I have for Wyatt anyway. The School's got the best resources available." Chloe nodded and the two went through the door.
"Good luck!" Paige wished.
Chloe and Chris walked down the endless hall of the Magic School towards the library. Everywhere there were students chatting about that day's classes, lounging in big comfy velvet covered chairs, and the occasional display of powers being used under the wary and less watchful eyes of teachers. Chloe couldn't help but smile, "I missed school."
Chris looked at her as if she had just insulted him, "Say that again?"
"I missed school," she repeated jovially, "the camaraderie, the fun, the hijinks, it sure beats a life on the run," the couple turned into the library.
Chris immediately walked over to his mother and kissed her on the cheek. She had been sitting behind a healthy stack of books on magical prophecies. Piper informed them that Wyatt was safely playing in the nursery with the other magical babies, "He loves having playmates. It makes me feel guilty for denying it to him for so long," Piper mused.
Chris sat down behind a think volume called Magical Offspring: the Joys They Bring—and the Disasters. Chloe turned to Piper, "I need for you to bless this bag for me," she asked, "Paige, Phoebe and Chris already have." She withdrew the bag from underneath her cloak and took the small pouch of unicorn dust and placed both on the table in front of Piper.
"Why don't you call Phoebe mom?" Piper tenderly questioned, placing her hand on Chloe's. Chris looked up from his book.
Chloe locked eyes with Chris before answering Piper. She knew that Chris hadn't told the sisters or Leo about their imminent deaths. She turned back to Piper, "I don't want to get used to it and then something terrible happen. That and I'm afraid if I call her mom to you, then I will to her as well. And that would be bad."
"Except that she is going to have to find out before we do this ritual anyway," Piper reminded her.
"Yes, but I don't want it to be because I accidentally called her mom and caused her to have a heart attack first," Chloe grinned a small simple grin. Piper looked at her and wondered what it was going to be like to have a little girl in the house someday.
Piper picked up a pinch of the unicorn horn dust and sprinkled it over the bag, "Blessed be," she beamed as the bag glowed once again. "Oh!" she exclaimed, "Kidney kick," and doubled over in pain.
"I'm so sorry," Chris got up from his chair and rushed to his mother's side.
"Awh, it's ok. You have to move don't you," Piper attempted a grin. Chris and Chloe helped her to stand, "You need Wyatt to bless this too?" she asked.
"Actually, yes. I had forgotten about that. He is going to be involved in the ritual," Chloe remarked.
"His first ritual, I could cry," Piper became emotional.
Chris rolled his eyes, "Mom, he conjured a full-grown dragon at six months, I think this is just going to be another day for him."
Chloe's eyes grew huge, "Are you kidding? None of us have ever been successful at bringing someone back to life! This is a very big deal."
"Alright, you're right," Chris half-heartedly conceded.
The threesome continued down the hall until they reached the nursery. When they entered it, Chloe and Chris were amazed at what they saw. Magical children every where using their magic freely without restraint. There was a toddler moving faster than the eye could register from toy box to toy box frantically looking for something. Another child was coloring in a coloring book, and when he was done, the picture sprang to life from the book and began to dance around and entertain him. And still another little girl's hair color was changing every time she laughed—which was a lot. "Wow, I didn't remember it being like this," Chloe expressed, her eyes fixated on what fun the kids seemed to be having.
"Me either," Chris reminisced.
"Really?" Piper was curious, "This is Gideon's vision for the future. That magical kids be able to us their powers without having to worry about the consequences."
"Seriously, we were not this free with our powers," Chris reinforced.
They walked over to Wyatt who was sitting with some two year olds. The other children were battling over a doll—that would occasionally cry and sounded oddly like a real baby—but Wyatt was content to be sitting alone intently watching a top turn. "I thought you said he had friends," Chris nagged.
"He does!" Piper swept him up, "Don't you sweetie?" Wyatt looked dazed.
"What's he playing with?" Chris noted picking up the top.
"It's a top that Gideon gave him. He loves it. I think the colors entrance him," Piper smiled rocking Wyatt back and forth.
Chloe held out her hand and Chris handed her the top. Suddenly she was torn from the room and thrown into a spinning world of visions. She fell to her knees on the floor in agony as the vision continued. There was darkness everywhere. No light. No love. No happiness. People were screaming. All the faces were blurred. The voices were so deafeningly loud that she couldn't make out who was speaking. But there was power. Tremendous power radiating from something or someone. All Chloe kept saying was, "Stop! Pain! No! Stop!" as she shook her head violently. Chris, too, could see the visions. He had never been able to share in Chloe's powers before because only their thoughts were linked. But something about this vision drew Chris in as well. He, however, was not experiencing the mind-numbing pain that Chloe appeared to be. She fell further down and into a fetal position on the floor, holding her head. "Make it stop!" she moaned as children started crying.
Chris put his hands on his temples and turned to Piper, "Mom, do something! It's killing her!"
Piper put Wyatt down and quickly turned to take aim at the top in Chloe's hand. With the utmost precision, she blew up the toy—and immediately Chloe's and Chris's breathing returned to normal, their heads stopped pounding, the world stopped spinning, and Chloe could see again. Piper got on her knees to the best of her ability and crawled over to Chloe who was beginning to sit up. Chris draped his arms around Chloe's neck. She was crying, "It was awful. It was absolutely awful." By this time, the nursery attendant had taken care that most of the children were out of the room. Gideon had appeared in the doorway and rushed over to the Halliwells.
"I know," Chris whispered in her ear, "I saw it, too. Bits and pieces, but I saw something." Piper wiped away Chloe's tear as Gideon reached them.
"What's going? There was screaming. Is everyone ok?" he asked anxiously.
"I think we'll be alright," Piper stood back up with Gideon's help. Wyatt walked to his mother's leg and put up his force field around himself, her, Chris, and Chloe. Everyone was surprised, "Wyatt? What are you doing? That's Gideon, silly." Wyatt glared at Gideon. "I am so sorry, I don't know why he's doing this. I guess he saw how upset Chloe was and he wanted to make sure that no one else hurt her," Piper apologized. Chris helped Chloe to her feet, and she leaned on him for support. Wyatt did not yield with his force field.
"That's alright," Gideon faked a smile, "it just shows he's a good boy. I'll be in my office if you need me," he bowed and left the room. Wyatt's force field subsequently went down.
"Wyatt! Why did you do that? You know Gideon," Piper scolded as Chris leaned over picking up his big brother. Piper turning to Chloe, "Sweetheart, what did you see?" she asked pulling Chloe into her. Chloe needed a hug. And if her own mother couldn't hug her right now, at least her aunt could.
Chloe looked down at the pieces of top on the floor. Parts of the vision came back to her and warranted further examination, "I'm not really sure," she mumbled pulling out of the hug, "It was all blurred. And the voices were so loud. There was hatred. Lots of hatred. But more than that, there was power. Consuming power. Power that wanted to split my head open to escape," Chloe let her eyes wander from Wyatt to the door Gideon had exited.
"But it was San Francisco," Chris gently rocked Wyatt back and forth, trying to keep him calm, "it was San Francisco from our time, Chloe. Didn't you recognize it?"
Chloe and Piper looked at Chris with absolute shock, "You saw it, too?" Chloe finally uttered.
"I have never shared one of your visions before—not without you putting your hand on me and giving it to me. But this was different. It pulled me in, too. But I didn't feel the emotions, or hear voices. I just saw the place. And it was definitely San Francisco," he filled them in.
"I don't understand," Chloe inched towards him.
"I think I do," Piper offered, "Your powers are linked through those rings. And they're also magnified here at the Magic School. Maybe that's what helped you to share the vision. Or maybe it was just such a strong, awful sight, you couldn't handle it alone—and projected it to the person you trusted most."
Still shocked, Piper and Chloe took seats in the nursery that was now empty except for the four of them. Chris stayed standing rocking back and forth with his chin rested on Wyatt's head. Wyatt had his head on Chris's shoulder. No one spoke for five minutes. Each of them was consumed in his or her thoughts. Then Chloe stood up, "Wyatt needs to bless this. It's getting closer to midnight."
"Chloe, you can't ignore what just happened here. What if that was a premonition?" Chris placed Wyatt in Piper's lap.
"I don't have premonitions, Chris. You know that. And you and I both know that what we saw was a sight from our present, our time, our home," then she placed her hand on his shoulder, looked into his green eyes and concentrated deeply, *I got that vision when I picked up the top Wyatt was playing with... that Gideon gave him. It makes me wonder. You and I both know who's feelings of hatred and power that was,* Chris turned to look at Wyatt. "We've got to look into this," she said in a harsh whisper.
Chris nodded his head in agreement. He walked over to Piper who was rocking in the chair with Wyatt. "Give me the bag," he said to Chloe. She handed it to him with the pouch of powder. Chris then turned back to Wyatt, "Hey, buddy. I need you to do something for me. I need you to bless this." Piper smiled as she watched Chris sweetly help Wyatt dip his hand in the pouch of powder and place his hand back on the black velvet bag. "Now Wyatt, I need for you to say this. Blessed be," he enunciated slowly, "Can you say that? Blessed be."
"Blessed be," Piper and Chloe repeated encouraging Wyatt to try.
"Bessed be!" Wyatt squealed and clapped. The bag glowed as did Piper, Chloe, and Chris.