AN: Thanks to Faith-charmer, buffgirl, ilovedrew88, Alexandra-Halliwell, and IcantthinkofaFnick. NOT Acacia Jules
NOTES:
Acacia Jules: Wow, I'm shocked. You watch that many soap operas and you can't follow one measly story. And if you couldn't follow it, why did you bother to keep reading? I don't want you to read something you can't understand. It's not fair to you. Maybe, if you gave some examples I would be able fix it. But without any, I don't know what can make it more understandable. I'm not trying to be mean (Well, maybe a little. I'm sort of pissed right now) but I've read stories that were way more confusing than mine, and I'm actually trying. And you're sounding pretty arrogant to be to be saying that you're a storyline expert. So you know what, I'd appreciate it if you didn't read anymore. I won't torture you with my confusing storylines. I apologize for the inconvenience. I'm sorry, really, I am. That sounded horribly mean. Just a little angry, but I apologize for smashing on you
Faith-charmer: Okay, you, me, and ilovedrew88 are now the official presidents of the 'We-HATE-Bianca' club. As for who was at the door, I'm guessing you didn't read my little author's note after it, because it explained that the door really wasn't an important plot point. It's just that I mentioned earlier that Dan had stopped by while the girls were gone, and since time had reversed itself, he stopped by again. Thanks for the review!
ilovedrew88: Yeah! Another person who agrees with me. This is awesome! Okay, you, me, and Faith-charmer are now the official presidents of the 'We-HATE-Bianca' club. There are only three of us, but it's cool. Thanks for the review, loving it!
Alexandra-Halliwell: Chris and Wyatt say thank you very much for the food. And I say thanks for the review
IcantthinkofaFnick: I was hoping it would be. This chapter's supposed to be a little sweet. Not sure if it actually came out that way, but it's what I was hoping for
Oh, and the 'We-HATE-Bianca' club ROCKS!!!!!!!
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
"I think I've got it!" Paige exclaimed. Prue dropped the book she was looking through and rushed to Paige's side.
"Well?" She asked.
"The Redinaid potion. What seems like a simple sleeping potion is actually a potion to help ensure the turning of a good witch. It's thought to be used only in highly important cases, as it's from the Source's Grimoire."
"The Source? He's the ruler of the Underworld, right?" Prue asked.
"Right. Now there seems to be a way to reverse it, but I'm not sure if it's a good idea," Paige said.
"Why not?" Prue asked, leaning over her shoulder.
"Well it seems that someone would need to cast a spell to link their minds. It could be dangerous to the other person involved, and the potion could spread.
"It might be worth it. It's all we've got," Prue said.
"Alright. Let's go tell Piper what we've got," Paige said. The two left the library.
MANOR
(So you're not confused w/out the past in front of their names, this is Past Piper and Past Phoebe)
"So what are you going to do about Leo?" Phoebe asked after Dan had gone home. Piper considered this.
"I like Chris and Wyatt. It would be terrible to lose them," She said slowly. "But I also met that little girl – Melinda. Now I find out that we don't even have that daughter. I mean, both times I end up with Leo. I'm not sure what to do," Piper admitted.
Orbs filled the room, forming into ...
"Leo!" Phoebe exclaimed, jumping up.
"I know we're talking about Leo, but -."
"Uh, hey. Have you seen two people? A boy with curly blonde hair, and -," Leo started.
"A woman with dark brown hair?" Phoebe cut in. "Paige and Wyatt. Yeah, they're at magic school with Prue."
"Magic School? How do they know about magic school?"
"They're whitelighters, hello," Phoebe said, as if t were obvious.
"Yeah, well I'm not quite sure," Leo said. He looked at Piper, finally noticing her sitting there. "Hey, Piper."
"Leo," She said, just as slowly as he had.
Phoebe grinned. "How about a trip to Magic School? I'm a little concerned about Chris, and you two should be too," She said.
"Chris?" Leo asked. "Who's Chris?"
"Err, he's Wyatt's younger brother," Piper said. "And I think future me can handle it."
"Future you is here?" Leo asked, sounding nervous.
"So is Future me," Phoebe said. "Now let's go, before those demons return."
"Demons?" Leo asked.
"Long story," Piper said. "Why don't you take Phoebe to check on Chris?"
"Actually, I sort of wanted to talk to you. Where did you go this morning?" He asked.
"Oh boy. Umm, we went to the future. But apparently, it isn't the same future, as we just learned from our other selves," Piper said.
"How's it different?" Leo asked.
"You're evil," Phoebe said.
"Phoebe!"
Leo blinked. "What?" He asked.
"Among other things."
"Phoebe! Will you shut up! Leo, go to the infirmary at the Magic School and talk to future me," Piper said, almost apologetically. "Find out how Chris is, and when you can, bring Prue back."
"Okay," Leo said slowly as he orbed out. Piper looked at Phoebe, and slapped her on the arm.
"Oww! What was that for?"
"For not shutting up, and for me not being able to pull your tongue out permanently. We need you to cast spells," Piper murmured as she got up and headed for the kitchen.
"Hey, wait for me!" Phoebe called, racing after her.
INFIRMARY
Please Chris, wake up, Wyatt thought, holding to his brother's hand.
Orbs filled the room, and both Leo and Piper turned to see if it was Paige.
"Leo!" Piper exclaimed, and then she threw her arms around her husband's past self.
"Phoebe told me to come here, see how someone named Chris is," Leo said. He looked around Piper to see Chris lying on the table. "Is that him?"
Piper moved away. "Yes. This is Wyatt's little brother, Chris," Piper said.
Leo stared down at him. "He looks just like you," He replied.
"You know?" Piper asked, her head spinning to Wyatt, who now looked guilty.
"Actually, he figured that out on his own," He said weakly.
"After you said Aunt Prue," Paige said, walking into the room. "That isn't important right now."
"Hey guys, I think I figured out how to erase everyone's memory of us being here!" Phoebe said joyfully as she skipped into the room. She stopped, and looked at Wyatt, Chris, Piper, Paige, Prue, and Leo. Wait, Leo?
"Leo!" She exclaimed, throwing her arms around him. "This is past Leo, right?"
"Hello, Phoebe could you be any more ruining my announcement," Paige whined.
"Oh, sorry. What do you guys have?" Phoebe asked, backing away sheepishly from Leo.
"The potion thrown at Chris is slowly turning him," Paige said.
"What!?" Everyone shouted.
"Hey, that's my eardrums," Prue said, rubbing at her ears. Then she sat up. "Don't worry. There was a solution in the book on how to fix it."
"Thank god. What is it?" Piper asked.
"Someone has to build a mind link with him -," Prue started.
"-And help fight the poison altering his brain," Paige finished. She and Prue smiled at each other.
"The only problem is who's going to make the link?" Phoebe said.
"I'll make it," Wyatt announced. "He's my brother. Plus, I have enough power to help fight it off."
"I think that's a good idea," Prue said. Paige nodded her head.
"Alright," Piper agreed.
"What do I do?" Wyatt asked, filled with confidence.
"Well first, lay down on a table next to him," Paige instructed. "It will be easier that way."
They pushed an extra table next to Chris, and then Wyatt lay down on it. "What next?" He asked.
"We have to put you under a hypnosis before we help establish the mind link. Now, you'll be in his mind, the dead of it where Chris is hidden."
"Let's get to hypnotizing," Phoebe said happily. She watched Prue telekinetically swing a clock back and forth.
"You're getting very sleepy," She whispered. After a few moments, Wyatt's eyes were closed, and his breathing was calm.
"Is he asleep?" Piper whispered.
"Yes," Leo answered.
"Cast the spell," Paige said, handing the book to Piper.
She nodded, and then read, "Fallen comrade we send to you,
Someone to fight evil and journey too,
Mind to mind and friend to friend,
Join hands together and make it end."
A chill passed through the room and all the lights went out. "Well," Phoebe said in the dark. "I think that's a good sign."
CHRIS'S MIND
Wyatt materialized in a yard. Before him stood a beautiful field filled with flowers, and good. When he turned around, there was a dark and frightening forest, which seemed to be growing at a rapid pace. Glancing back at the tiny field, Wyatt stepped into the forest in search of Chris. Towards the heart of the wood, he came upon a large mansion. Beautiful in its old oak color, but mysterious and dark in abandonment.
"Chris?" Wyatt called.
"Wyatt, help," Chris's weak voice answered.
Wyatt darted into the mansion and looked around. "Chris!?" This time his brother didn't answer. The door slammed shut behind Wyatt, entombing him in the darkness of the old home. He had to get out of there. "Light!" A crystal appeared in his hand with an undead glow. The shadows quickly retreated and backed away, frightened by the purity glowing from the light.
"He's almost gone," A dark, leathery voice whispered to Wyatt.
"Where is he!?" Wyatt called.
"Give it a try, you shall lose, travel the darkness to find what you seek," The voice whispered. Wyatt pushed back from the dark mist attempting to surround him, and darted up the marble staircase.
"Just like those stairs there's a mix of light and dark. It exists in your brother," A man said, appearing in front of Wyatt. He tumbled backwards, and managed to catch his footing in time. The man laughed. "It exists within you, too. There's a darkness within, let it out."
"I will never turn!" Wyatt shouted. He took the crystal and jammed it into the man's chest. He smiled a twisted smile, and then shrieked, mist separating and dancing off. Wyatt dashed up the stairs and didn't bother turning off on the first floor. He continued up to the top floor and stopped there. It was brighter here, but beginning to dim. Wyatt didn't really need the light, but to fight off the darkness coming at him, he was going to need a lot of help.
He pushed open the first door and looked inside. It was an old bedroom, cobwebs here and there. There was a nice design, but lying on the bed was Chris.
"Chris!" Wyatt exclaimed. He rushed to his brother's side, and reach out to help him, only to be thrown back by some electrical field. His back hit the edge of a dresser, and he fell to the floor. Chris sat up and watched him.
"Wyatt, help me," He said. Then he vanished.
"No!" Wyatt exclaimed. He ran up to the bed – this time able to touch it – but Chris was gone. The room shifted around him and he stood in his parents' bedroom. His Father was there near the bed, his head bent over in tears. Wyatt spun around to see his Aunt Paige there, staring at the bed.
"Aunt Paige? What's going on, what's happening?" He demanded. She ignored him, and took a hesitant step inside, passing through Wyatt. He turned back as she placed a shaky hand on his Father's shoulder.
"Leo?" She whispered.
He looked up, and Wyatt stepped forward, looking at the person lying on the bed.
"Dad, go. Get Wyatt back," Chris whispered hoarsely.
"Chris!" Wyatt cried. He tried to grab hold of his younger brother, but his hand passed right through him.
"They can't hear you," The voice whispered. Wyatt spun around at every different angle, but could find where the voice came from.
"Come out you coward!" Wyatt shouted.
There was a soft chuckle. "He's dying, you know," The voice said conversationally. "Just like your brother now is dying."
"No! I won't let you take him!" Wyatt snapped. The scene shifted, and now Wyatt was standing in the living room of the Manor.
"What are you trying to do?" Wyatt demanded. He looked around, to see a dangerous battle raging before his eyes. He recognized this. It wasn't possible – they'd come out victorious from that.
"Wyatt, get Chris out of here!" Piper called.
Wyatt turned around to see a smaller version of himself, he was fourteen, and a twelve year old Chris was clinging to him, attempting to race forward to help his family.
"Wyatt, now!" The older boy nodded, and then orbed out of the room. Seconds later there was a quick blow to Piper and she fell to the floor.
"Mom!" Wyatt ran forward as her spirit exited her body. She looked around.
"Oh no," She said.
"Mom."
"Wyatt? Is that you?" She asked.
"You're supposed to be there. You're supposed to be fighting!" Wyatt cried.
"I lost," She said. "I was too weak." Her spirit disappeared.
"No! I saw you! I saw you win! I remember!" Wyatt cried. Seconds later Phoebe and Paige had fallen, and disappeared.
"Get the boys, bring them here," A voice said. Seconds later the demon shimmered in with Wyatt and Chris. Chris struggled to get a way, and Wyatt was just trying to hold to Chris. The man reached out and pulled Chris from Wyatt.
"Give him back," Older Wyatt cried, trying to pull Chris from the demon, but once again he was like a ghost and just passed right through, sprawling to the floor. He turned back to see Chris pushing and kicking away.
"Leave me alone," He cried out.
"Let him go. Let him go," Younger Wyatt snapped.
Older Wyatt could feel his fury boiling, and his face twisted into hatred and anger. He reached out and grabbed a hold of the demon, not even noticing how his body had materialized and he pushed the demon against the wall. "Don't you dare touch him!" He exclaimed.
"Yes, Lord Wyatt," The demon said. The scene shifted to a cold grey room, and the demon was now bowing before Wyatt. "I'm sorry, my lord. I won't mess up again, I promise."
Wyatt's head whipped around and he looked confused.
"You can have that power," The voice whispered. The room disappeared and soon Wyatt was floating in a dark room of nothingness. The bed with Dying Chris appeared.
"You can save him, heal him before death claims him," The voice whispered. The bed disappeared, and was replaced with the demon and Chris, his mother's body off to the side. "You can destroy those demons to protect your family." Finally the demon was bowing before him. "You can have the power to rule it all. Take it, Wyatt. Take it and accept it." The voice began to taunt him.
"Join us Wyatt, join us."
Chris appeared before Wyatt. "Join me, Wyatt. We can teach them. We can make them understand that they can't mess with us," He said.
"No!" Wyatt cried, backing away. He suddenly began to fall, and then landed hard on the bed on the old bedroom. He looked around.
"Don't be afraid of me, Wyatt," Chris said, leaning against the door frame.
"Chris?" Wyatt asked, sitting up.
"You feel so much better when you stop running. Stop chasing it away," Chris said.
Wyatt jumped up and pushed him away. "You're not my brother!" He cried.
Chris disappeared with the black fog, and rematerialized into the old man from before. "Why do you resist so hard, young one?" It asked. Slowly small dark tentacles began to spread off of him, and reach out towards Wyatt. "Don't fight it."
The shadows on the wall crept towards Wyatt. His head darted around in a panic, his crystal light now gone. All he had to fight was his free will. "Never!" He cried, running through the man. He separated into mist, and then reformed, facing Wyatt.
"Then ... die!" He shouted. Every bit of Darkness shot through Wyatt and began to spread throughout his body, enveloping him. He felt like he was drowning, unable to breathe. He was going to die, and it wouldn't be too long. He would die, and be reborn evil.
A light began to spread through the shadows, and soon Wyatt felt himself falling to the ground, a body landing beside him. The two sat up, and Wyatt looked over to the person beside him.
"Dad?" He asked.
"You needed my help," Leo replied. He pulled Wyatt up and the two looked around.
"How did you get here?" Wyatt asked.
"They put me under the mind link spell. I sensed for you, and came here," Leo said. He held up the crystal. "You dropped this in the other room."
Wyatt took it in his hand. "How'd you know I needed help?" He asked.
"We could tell you were in pain. You started squirming around on the table. Piper was so worried, we didn't know what to do," Leo admitted.
"Thanks Dad," Wyatt said. Then he frowned. "I mean Leo."
"It's okay. You can call me Dad if you want to. I figured it out, anyways."
"Wow, me and Chris always blow this," Wyatt said. Then his face lit up. "Chris. Chris! Dad, we have to find him before it's too late."
"He's a little ways down. Come on," Leo said. The two dashed through the hall, frightening the shadows on the wall away. Leo pushed open a bedroom door where Chris was sitting there, very translucent.
"Chris," Wyatt cried, running up to him. He tried to pull him in a hug, but fell right through him.
"It's s-so c-c-cold in here, W-Wyatt," Chris whispered, his teeth chattering.
Leo sat down beside him, and slowly put his hand beside Chris, his warm healing glow filling into Chris. Wyatt quickly joined in, and Chris began to become a little more solid, but not very well.
"What is it doing to him?" Wyatt demanded.
"The potion has messed with his mind. We need to convince him to stay on the side of good," Leo explained.
"Chris, look at me," Wyatt said. Chris did as he was told. "Hey, come on, your stronger than this, Chris."
"I'm not as strong as you, Wyatt," Chris replied.
"Yes you are," Leo reminded him. "You'd do anything for Wyatt. You're good."
"Dad's right. You are good. You've helped so many people," Wyatt added.
"They've never helped me," Chris replied.
"It's not about getting helped, Chris. It's not about always getting what you want. Being good – pure – it's about the satisfaction of saving someone's life," Leo said.
"You always said you wanted to become a full whitelighter, to get charges so you could help more people. You said you wanted to be just like Dad. If you go, Chris, you won't be able to," Wyatt reminded him.
"Your Family's good, and we love you, Chris. We'd never let anything harm you, so don't harm yourself," Leo said.
Chris closed his eyes, and when he opened them again he was whole. The room began to change, and was jolted back to life. The cobwebs disappeared, and the wilted flowers grew. All the dull colors changed to bright ones.
Wyatt looked out the window, and they were back in the field, the forest a small speck in the distance. He let out a joyful whoop. "We did it!" He exclaimed.
He turned back to Leo and Chris, who were standing up. "Thanks Dad," Chris said, pulling Leo into a hug.
"Hug later. Time to go home now," Wyatt said.
"We're being pulled back to our bodies," Leo said.
"I'll see you when I wake up," Chris said.
Then Leo and Wyatt disappeared.
THE INFIRMARY
Wyatt's eyes opened slowly, as did Leo's; but Chris's shot open. He jumped off of the bed and threw his fists in the air. "Victory for me, victory for me!" He exclaimed Wyatt sat up with a frown.
"Hey, you wouldn't have had that victory without our help. In case you've forgotten, you were almost gone," Wyatt reminded him.
"What was it like?" Paige asked.
"Uhh ... Chris's mind can be a very scary place," Wyatt started.
"Not funny!" Chris snapped, as everyone erupted into laughter.
"Okay, okay, now we've got to work on fixing this whole mess," Phoebe said.
"And you know how to?" Piper asked.
"Actually, I do," Phoebe said with a grin.