AN: Thanks to: scullymulder1234, darkdestiney2000, nighttime writer, ChrisBianca, PrudencePiperHalliwell, pyhp, triquetraperson, IcantthinkofaFnick, and Faith-charmer
Faith-charmer: Well that was an uplifting review. It does my heart good to see a fellow Bianca hater. (Think I mentioned that already, though.) Yes, Cole and Phoebe are together, Out of all Phoebe's boy toys, he did the most justice, I guess. Keep up the reviews, and thanks for reading! (Oh, and PLEASE VOTE at the end of the story)
IcantthinkofaFnick: N.O.T. Thanks for the review
triquetraperson: Thanks for the review, but what was confusing? If you tell me, I could try to fix it
CHAPTER TWELVE
"Are you sure this is going to work?" Wyatt whispered.
"Uhh, it's going to have to," Paige whispered back. "Since neither of our powers are working, this is the only logical thing. Just don't make a sound."
"No need to tell me twice. I am not going to face them ever again," Wyatt said.
"Uhh, good. Alright, so you wanna go first?" Paige asked. She peered hesitantly out the window.
"Me? Chris is the one who sneaks out the window!" Wyatt exclaimed.
"Is he now? I'll have to keep that in mind," Paige said.
"You go first."
"Chicken," Paige snapped. Wyatt refrained from sticking his tongue out. All he did was glare. "Fine, fine. I'll go." Paige took a hesitant step out onto the ledge of the window. She and Wyatt had snuck down to the second story where they could sneak out the window and around back. There they would make their way to P3 and try and figure out what to do from there.
"Uhh, okay, here goes," Paige said. She quickly took a lunge for the tree across from her. Gripping quickly to a branch, she pulled herself upright, and then turned back to Wyatt, giving a 'thumbs-up'. Wyatt quickly followed her example, and soon was beside her on the branch.
"Now what?" Wyatt asked.
"We get out of here, duh," Paige said.
"You never change, you know that?" Wyatt hissed.
"That's a good thing to hear," Paige replied. Then she began to maneuver herself down the tree, Wyatt shimmying after her.
"So we sneak in through the back door at P3. How do you propose we do that?" Wyatt demanded as he wrapped his arm around a branch breathlessly.
"If Piper hasn't changed the locks, I should be able to use the key to get in," Paige replied. She jumped out of the tree, and then peered up at Wyatt. "Are you okay?"
"No! I haven't climbed a tree since I was ten," Wyatt snapped back.
"Well then – you should start practicing when you get back home in case this happens again," Paige replied.
"That is not funny," Wyatt snapped. He peered down, and then made a move for the branch beside him. When he thought he had a firm grip, he let go of the other one and went to lower himself. Unfortunately, his fingers slipped, and he went crashing to the ground.
"Oh no!" Wyatt exclaimed. He toppled into a bush beside the tree.
"Wyatt!" Paige exclaimed. She rushed forward, and helped him up.
"Oww," Wyatt groaned. He held tight to his arm, and tried to take a step forward, but his leg gave out, and he fell back to the ground.
"This is not working," Paige acknowledged. Wyatt forced himself into a sitting position.
"We need a whitelighter. I need to get healed," He said.
"Can't you handle it without altering the future?" Paige asked; her hands on her hips.
Wyatt met her eyes. "Could you handle a broken arm and a sprained ankle?" He asked.
"You weren't that high up," Paige replied.
"Says you," Wyatt mumbled. "The point is that I can't even move my arm, and soon my leg is going to be swelling up."
Paige's nose wrinkled up. "Gross," She mumbled.
"Exactly. We won't be able to go anywhere if I can't even move. What if Mom or one of the Aunts -."
"Prue," Paige said.
"Well she's one of them, yes, but -."
"No, Prue's staring out the window, and it won't be too long before she sees us. Move!" Paige cried.
"Uhh, hey!" Wyatt exclaimed as Paige pushed him back behind the bush. The two crouched there – Wyatt against his free will – and peered between the branches at the house.
"Are you sure that's Prue?" Wyatt asked. "It sort of looks like Mom."
"No, I saw pictures of your Mom and Prue around this time. That's definitely Prue. I wonder what it would be like to meet her," Paige said.
Wyatt considered this. Meeting Prue had definitely been different from all the stories he'd been told. And Paige would never get another chance to meet her.
"We're going to need help. Let's go inside, and ask for help," Wyatt suggested.
"Are you crazy!?" Paige demanded. "We can't alter with the future."
"If we concoct a story, they'll never find out. As long as you don't blab the future, that is," Wyatt said.
"I'm not worried about me," Paige muttered to herself. "Alright, but only to get you healed. Then we get out of there before they put two and two together."
"Fine. Let's go."
Several minutes later
Paige helped Wyatt to the front porch, and then rang the doorbell. "At least we know someone's home," Paige told him.
Wyatt tried to laugh, but he kicked his ankle against the wall, and winced instead. Several minutes later, the door swung open.
"Can I help you?" Piper asked. It was a good thing Prue hadn't answered the door, or Paige probably would have gawked at her.
"Yes, actually. My cousin was in an accident, and I was wondering if we could use your phone," Paige lied.
"Uhh ..." Piper glanced behind her. "Sure."
"Thank you so much," Paige replied. She hoisted Wyatt up.
"Here, let me help," Piper said. She reached out, and the two sisters helped Wyatt into the manor. "By the way, I'm Piper."
"Piper, who was at the door?" Phoebe called before Paige could reply. She stopped short in the hall. "Whoa, who are your friends?"
"Umm, what did you say your names were?" Piper asked.
"We didn't," Wyatt said.
"No, but I'm ... Patty Page, and this is Mathew," Paige said. "We need to call an ambulance."
"Oh, I'll call it for you," Phoebe suggested. "You just sit back and relax."
"Great," Paige said.
"That's my younger sister, Phoebe," Piper explained. "Why don't we get you into the living room?" Together, Piper and Paige helped Wyatt onto the couch.
"What's going on?" Prue asked. She stood at the base of the stairwell.
"I called the hospital. They'll have an ambulance here shortly," Phoebe said as she entered the room.
"Hello? Anyone gonna tell me what's going on?" Prue demanded.
"Oh, Prue, this is Patty and Mathew Page. Patty, Mathew, this is my older sister Prue," Piper explained.
"Cute couple," Prue acknowledged.
Paige and Wyatt quickly looked disgusted. "That is sooo wrong," Paige said.
"She's like, way older than me! How could you even think that?" Wyatt demanded.
Paige took in a few breaths. "No, he's my cousin," She finally said.
"Oh. Sorry. Why are you here?" Prue asked.
Paige looked at her, and smiled. She'd finally met her older sister. Then she quickly frowned, so no one would catch on. "Uhh, my cousin was in an accident."
"What sort of an accident?" Prue asked.
"It's ... hard to explain," Paige said, looking at Wyatt.
"I fell."
"From what?" Piper asked with interest.
"He was working on the roof next door. Someone is planning on buying it, and the real estate agent wanted him to fix it up. He lost his footing, and fell off of the roof," Paige said.
"How terrible," Phoebe exclaimed.
"I thought I was going to die," Wyatt admitted.
"Well the medics should be here shortly, and they'll have you all patched up," Piper said with a smile.
Dad could probably do a better job than some medic, Wyatt thought. Now when he got home, he'd have to explain to his Dad why he needed his arm and ankle healed. Just perfect. Note to self: Blame everything on Chris.
"Is there anything I could get you while we're waiting?" Prue asked.
"I'm good," Wyatt said.
"No thank you," Paige said. "So do the three of you live here together?"
"Yeah. For now, anyways," Piper said.
"One day we hope to get out of this place. Have our own homes," Phoebe said.
"Oh don't worry, you will," Wyatt said.
"They will?" Paige asked him, although looking more hopeful than upset.
"Well, I'm sure they will," Wyatt said quickly. "Can't live in the same house with your sisters, can you?"
"How did you know we were sisters?" Phoebe asked.
"Well you look a lot a like. I mean, we're cousins, and you wouldn't have guessed it," Wyatt explained.
"That's true," Prue admitted.
"But you and Chris look nothing alike," Paige said.
"Chris is my brother," Wyatt said before either of the girls could ask. "And although we may look nothing alike, we still have that sort of sibling bond."
"Originally you hadn't," Paige said.
"I don't want to get into that right now," Wyatt said moodily.
"Good point. Anyways, Wyatt is a really good handy man. What do you three do?"
"I own a club. P3," Piper explained.
"Oh really? I love that place," Paige said.
"So you've been there? That would explain why you look so familiar," Piper said.
"What about you two?" Wyatt asked. He didn't know much about his aunts at thins time, so being a curious stranger, he could get a few things out of them.
"I'm in between jobs right now," Phoebe filled in.
"I work at Bucklands. It's an auction house," Prue explained.
"I'm a teacher," Paige said.
"Oh really? For what grade?" Phoebe asked.
"Well, I'm more of a headmistress right now," Paige said quickly. "I should probably be back home trying to sort all those problems out, but Mathew just didn't give me much of a chance."
Wyatt didn't reply, but he glared at her angrily.
"Where are you from?" Piper asked.
"New York City," Wyatt said quickly. "Well, just out of New York City. She teaches at a very prominent boarding school. I asked her out here because I'm having some troubles with my younger brother, and I don't know what to do about it."
"My plan is to just lock him up in a room or something, but he," Paige said, gesturing to Wyatt, "doesn't think it's very ethical."
"You try getting Chris into a room, and then locking him up," Wyatt countered.
"Why don't your parents deal with it?" Prue asked.
"They're on vacation. I'm stuck watching him while they're gone," Wyatt lied.
"Does he usually behave for your parents?"
"Uhh ... most of the time. I caught him skipping school this morning, and that's basically how everything started," Wyatt explained.
"I don't remember that," Paige said.
"I told you he was going to be dead once we found him," Wyatt reminded her. Paige nodded her head.
"I suppose he isn't very different from the other – the last time I saw him," Paige filled in. "And now with you in the hospital, I'm going to have to try and find him on my own."
"Did he run away?" Piper asked.
"Something like that. More like he snuck off," Wyatt said.
"After you caught him skipping school?"
Paige and Wyatt looked at each other. What was taking the medics so long?
Evil Chris, Same World
"Did anybody else feel that?" Chris asked. He looked around with confusion.
"Feel what?" A demon asked.
Chris jerked his head around. "Something just happened," He said.
"Nothing just happened. The kids losing it," A demon growled. Cole looked at him nervously. If this kid made him look like an idiot in front of the high order, there would be some serious consequences.
Chris narrowed his eyes, and then waved his hand, causing the demon to go flying into the wall. "Any other of you jackasses want to question me? Who's the one who knows what's going on here?" He demanded. "Just give me the damn potion so I can fix this."
AN: Dun, dun, dun. Okay, so what do you think happened? Actually, it's rather obvious, but give it a shot. Alright, voting! (Since it's election day.)
I give you options ... you decide.
IDEAS for next time on POTIONS
1.) Chris and Evil Chris are brought back to their rightful worlds
2.) The worlds become unbalanced
3.) Leo orbs in with another whitelighter (since he can't orb) and the girls find out Patty and Mathew Page aren't really who they claim they are
4.) More secrets are revealed as more family members arrive
5.) Somebody gets to go back to the future
Vote, or suffer no more updates