"Somebody, get down here quick!" Paige called from the basement.
Paige attempted to support Chloe on her shoulder, but she collapsed to the floor, "Honey, we're home," she laughed deliriously.
"Chloe, hold on!" Paige took her hand, "Leo! Chris! Cole! Somebody!"
Cole practically flew down the stairs to his daughter with Chris tight on his heels. "Chloe," he cried sweeping her up into his arms.
"LEO!" Chris called as Cole ran by him back up the stairs, Paige following.
Cole ran into the living room with Chloe cradled in his arms, and laid her gently on the sofa as Piper and Leo orbed in from upstairs and Phoebe ran down the steps.
"You found her," Piper said relieved, "Leo, help her," she pushed him toward Chloe who was moaning on the sofa.
Leo placed his left hand over Chloe's shoulder and his right hand over her stomach. As light emitted from his hands and the wounds closed, he moved to her face and broken leg. "I can heal her wounds, but she is going to be weak from dehydration and starvation," he said standing up, "She's definitely going to need rest."
Phoebe rushed to her side and picked up her hand kissing it, "Sweetie, it's alright. You're home now."
"Mom," Chloe whispered, "Mom, watch out!" she tossed her head.
"She's dreaming," Cole put his hand on Phoebe's shoulder, "Come on, let's get her something to drink when she wakes up. Let her sleep," he helped her up, kept her hand in his, and led her to the kitchen.
"Thank you," Phoebe grabbed Paige as she passed her, "Thank you, so much," she picked Cole's hand back up and went on to the kitchen.
"I'm going to go back to bed," Piper yawned, "Good job, Paige," she hugged her baby sister, "Are you ok?"
"Yeah, he didn't hurt me," Paige placed her hand to her cheek walked up to Chloe sleeping on the sofa, "but he sure did a number on her," she brushed a piece of hair off Chloe's face.
"But the cut on your face?" Piper pointed.
"It'll heal. Just a little battle scar," she sat on the edge of the sofa next to Chloe and rubbed her hand across Chloe's still bruised cheek, "You have children, Phoebe is going to have at least one child, what about me?" she turned back to Piper.
Piper placed her hand on Paige's shoulder, "Our future is changing every day, don't think about that. You have a new chance to write your destiny. G'night," she squeezed it and let go. She joined Leo who was waiting for her at the bottom of the stairs. He took her hand and orbed her to the bedroom.
Paige smiled weakly and stood to see Chris who had been leaning against the living room wall seemingly unnoticed, "Good night, Chris," she tossed his ring back to him.
He saluted her and smiled as she turned to go up the stairs as well. He turned the ring over in his hand before sliding it back on his finger. Phoebe came back in the door with a glass of water to give to Chloe when she woke up. Chris grabbed her arm, "I'll give it to her, Phoebe. You go to bed."
"Are you sure?" she asked as she handed him the glass.
"Positive," he took it from her. Phoebe stood on her toes to give him a kiss on the cheek—and Chris, surprisingly, gave her one back.
"I'm going up," Cole announced from the steps.
"I'll go with you," Phoebe motioned to him, "Thank you," she blew Chris a kiss as she left.
Chris walked over to Chloe sleeping on the sofa and taking her hand in his, he kissed it. He sat on the coffee table watching her sleep for a long time before her eyes fluttered open. "Hey, there," she cracked a smile squeezing Chris's hand.
"Don't ever do that to me again," Chris smiled back.
"Are you crying, Christopher Perry Halliwell?" Chloe asked in a choked whisper.
"Nawh, just have a little something in my eyes," he wiped them, "You need to drink this. Leo healed you," he paused noticing the bruises still on her face, "but you're still dehydrated." He touched her lips with the glass, tipped it back until the water was flowing through her mouth, and stopped.
"Help me up?" Chloe gave Chris her arm, and he pulled her up into a hug, "I was wondering when that was coming," she began to cry, "Chris, I'm so sorry."
"You're sorry?" Chris gave an emotional laugh, "I'm the one that should be sorry. I let him take you."
Chloe pushed Chris back, "You let him? Don't think that—ever. I know you didn't let him, Chris. I knew the risks going into it. It wasn't your fault. What I'm sorry for, is what you were put through. I know you feel it's your job to protect me. I'm sorry..." the tears dribbled down her cheeks.
Chris pulled her back into a hug, "Just remember that—I'll always protect you. And don't do that to me again."
Chloe turned to kiss his cheek, "Scoot back," she told him as he complied and she pulled a blanket over their legs.
"I got your messages," Chris said plainly.
"My messages?" Chloe leaned her head against the back of the sofa.
Chris picked up the glass and handed it back to her, "Drink," he instructed her. She took a sip as he explained, "At first they were simple—just gut feelings. You got hit by an energyball, and I felt it. Then I heard your cry for help. But as it progressed, I saw what you saw."
"I was sending you visions?" Chloe looked at him puzzled, "I wasn't touching you."
"Not physically," Chris noted and looked up to her, catching her stare with his. Chloe nodded her head in understanding. "I saw Gideon talking with Batterak."
"Yeah," Chloe sighed taking another sip of her water, "I don't know what it was about. I couldn't hear Gideon, but he was there more than once. I don't think he expected me to escape," she took another sip, "actually I don't think he expected me to live. So I guess he didn't think it would be a problem that I saw him."
"You're ok now," Chris's eyes were still fixated on her.
"I am," but she couldn't look him, "I'm ok now," she whispered not being able to think or say what she was really feeling—knowing it would only further infuriate him.
Chris slid down so that his head was resting on the arm of the sofa. He raised his hand and flicked his wrist as the light switch exploded. "I wasn't mad!" he complained sitting back up and looking at the scorched switch plate.
Chloe began to giggle, "Your powers progressed," she flicked her own wrist to turn off the lights. "And you blew up the light switch," she continued to laugh, sliding down the sofa herself so that her feet were next to Chris's shoulder—she poked him with her toes.
"Glad to know you're feeling better," Chris added sarcastically as he lay back down, "Get your toes away from me."
"Thanks for the laugh," Chloe was still giggling, buried her feet under the sofa cushions and away from Chris.
"Anytime," Chris propped his head on the sofa arm so that he could see Chloe. She was still smiling when she cuddled a pillow and closed her eyes. He slipped his ring off so that Chloe couldn't hear his thoughts, *I'm glad you're back, I don't know what I would have done if I had lost you,* he slid the ring back on and watched Chloe sleep until he, too, had drifted off.

"You were so careless! How could you let her go?" Gideon paced, "She saw my face!"
"There was no letting to it," Batterak leered, "That half breed white lighter-witch posed as Balthazar and orbed her out. My amulets guarded against witches, and she used her white lighter powers."
"You're impatience is your downfall," Gideon glared wishing he could kill him, but knowing he was impervious. "You will wait until tomorrow to attack."
"That was the plan," Batterak materialized an athame in his hand and crept up on Gideon who orbed out before Batterak could slit his neck.
Gideon stuck his hand through Batterak's back and began to drain his powers just enough to weaken him. He pulled his hand out, "Never try that again, or you will fully regret it. You're waiting until tomorrow."

Piper delicately walked down the stairs and into the living room. All the cushions were off the back of the sofa and Chris and Chloe were still soundly asleep. Chloe was snuggled up to the back of the sofa with her feet buried under the cushions so to avoid them being in Chris's face. Chris had his ankles crossed behind Chloe's head with one arm behind his head and the other across this chest. She smiled and patted her belly before proceeding to the kitchen. She opened the cabinet to grab a box of cereal when she heard the twinkling of orbs. "Good morning," she said before turning around.
She felt a hand on the small of her back and felt a kiss on her cheek as Leo spoke, "Good morning," to Piper and leaned over to her belly, "Good morning, little Chris," before standing back up and kissing Piper on the cheek again.
There was snickering behind them, "Good morning to you, too," Chris walked in. Leo blushed.
"Did we wake you? I was trying to be quiet," Piper apologized.
"No, it's just time to get up," Chris took a seat yawning. He looked back over his shoulder and watched Chloe who was now levitating above the sofa. He turned back to his parents with a small laugh.
"What are you laughing at?" Leo walked up to his son who pointed behind his shoulder, "Does she do that often?" Leo smiled.
Piper walked over to them to observe Chloe levitating above the sofa as well, "Oh wow, that could be dangerous."
"She does it all the time. Relaxation, that's her trigger. It was her first power to manifest. It made Phoebe so nervous," he laughed again, "She was afraid that she would have Chloe out in the park or something asleep in her stroller and she would be levitating while she slept. It was a whole new concern when she started throwing fire at age two."
Leo and Piper laughed as well, "What was your first power?" Piper inquired.
"Orbing," Chris smiled sneakily, "When I'm about six months or so I orb out in public... at the grocery store... reaching for a cookie. Just as a warning."
"Thanks," Piper beamed.