Luv ya loads all u reviewers!!

Yeah, bout the channelling thoughts thing; I didn't want to give Chris two new powers in two chapters so I figured that channelling Wyatt's thoughts fitted in with the whole blood tie thing. Glad people seemed to like it!!

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Chapter 12: Until I Can Trust You

"I'm sorry." repeated Wyatt.

"Sorry for what?" questioned Chris apprehensively, "Please don't do anything to be sorry for." At the lack of response from Wyatt, he began to back away nervously, "What are you gonna do?"

"It's the only way." Wyatt said, "I'm gonna bind your powers so you can't use them against me."

"You're gonna what?" exclaimed Chris, "No, you can't. Please Wyatt you can't. Anyway if you think I'm gonna let you, you've got another thought coming"

"Yes, Chris, I can." Wyatt replied coldly, "And you won't have to 'let me' bind your powers, I can force it if I have to."

"So, what, you were just pretending to care before?" Chris yelled angrily.

Wyatt shook his head, annoyed at Chris's inability to see his point of view. "I'm not gonna strip them." he tried to pacify Chris, "Just bind them til I think I can trust you; til you join me."

Chris simply stood his ground and glared at Wyatt, preparing himself to fight for his powers.

Wyatt glanced at Chris and closed his eyes for a second, concentrating. Almost immediately four demons shimmered in behind Chris, grabbing his arms and slamming him up against the wall. They held him in place as Wyatt walked over to a desk and took a potion bottle from the top drawer. Wyatt moved in front of Chris so they were looking in each others' eyes.

Chris was squirming in the demons' grasps but as hard as he tried, could not get free. "You bastard!" he ground out at Wyatt.

Wyatt's face remained unemotional as he reached out to grab Chris's jaw, forcing his mouth open. Chris tried to break free of Wyatt's hold by wrenching his head to the side, but Wyatt was stronger and held Chris steady as he used his other hand to take the top of the potion bottle and pour it down Chris's throat.

Chris almost choked as the potion slid burning down his throat. He could feel the magic inside of him pulling back, being bound so it could not get free.

Wyatt let go of Chris's face and stepped back pulling a piece of paper out of his pocket. Chris distantly recalled that some binding potions had spells to go with them, especially if the binding was not done willingly.

"This witch's power must not fight,
Against his blood nor for the light,
Your powers I now must bind,
Until your loyalty I find."

Wyatt finished the spell and studied Chris face. He gestured to the demons holding Chris and they let go, shimmering away. Chris collapsed on the floor, jolts of pain striking through his body. He lay there gasping for a moment before Wyatt took his arm and pulled Chris to his feet.

"Like I said, it's not permanent." reassured Wyatt.

Chris could only stand there in amazement at Wyatt's reactions. "You're acting like this is no big deal!" he said angrily. Chris lashed out with his hand but nothing happened.

Wyatt raised an eyebrow amused. "Your powers are bound." he spelled out to Chris, "As in you can't use them, so don't waste any effort trying."

Chris scowled at Wyatt, but Wyatt just stepped forward and took Chris's arm, orbing them both to a small room. Chris noticed that it was a different one to the one that Wyatt had taken him to before.

Wyatt nodded, noticing what Chris had observed. "There don't need to be so many protection spells now that you're powers are bound." he said. "Anyway, you should get some rest and I'll see you in the morning."

Wyatt orbed out leaving Chris alone and with no idea what to do.