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Oh and I got sooooo stuck on this chapters name, so its just a word that randomly has something to do with this chapter - hopefully I'll have a brainwave and change it later.

Sorry Wyatt and Chris just didn't seem to fit into this chapter, never mind that the whole story's basically bout them!!!

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Chapter 18: Planning

Darryl stepped out of the building and strode past the demon guards. He had learned some things which might help save Chris, maybe not in the way he had expected but he had nonetheless.

Darryl hurried to find the nearest telephone box, wishing he had his mobile phone on him. He hurriedly dialled Marc and Kelise's number and waited breathlessly for them to answer.

"Yes." Marc answered suspiciously.

"It's me, Darryl."

"Did Wyatt get you? Are you alright?"

"Yeah he got me but I'm alright; he let me go again."

"Why?"

"I don't know exactly but I found out some thing to help us save Chris."

"Is talking on the phone safe? Where are you phoning from?"

"I don't know if it's safe, it might be safer than meeting in person since Wyatt can find me now. I'm phoning from a public phone box."

Darryl could hear Marc conferring with someone in the background. He came back on the line. "Ok, what did you find out?"

"Well… Wyatt has bound Chris's powers and says that he's the only one who can unbind them, although I have an idea of how to get around that. And also the protection spells around the penthouse means that only Wyatt's power can enter or leave. Apart form the Oracle, whoever she may be, but I gathered that she's dead."

Marc accepted this silently, "What's your idea on how to unbind Chris's powers without Wyatt doing it?"

"Well, Wyatt said that he used his blood tie with Chris to bind his powers but I figured that if that's true then anyone with a blood tie to Chris could unbind his powers."

"Who do you have in mind?" queried Marc, "I thought that all of his family were dead apart from Wyatt."

"I was thinking Leo."

There was a pause on the other end of the line. "Chris never really spoke of Leo much, but anyway he's an Elder not a witch."

"Well yes, but I'm sure the sisters told me once that powers were given by the Elders so why can't they be unbound by an Elder?"

There was another pause as Marc conferred with the person in the background, probably Kelise, Darryl guessed. "It might work. We haven't thought of a better plan yet so I guess we'll have to hope it works, but getting Chris his powers back isn't going to get him out of there."

"Yeah, I know, but if Chris has his powers then we can work from the outside and he can work from the inside so we will have a much better chance to get him out."

"Ok. Can you contact Leo?"

"Yes, I think so."

"Ok then, when you find out if he can help, contact me or Kelise, hopefully by then we'll be ready to get Chris out of there."

"It shouldn't take long."

"Right, we'll be getting prepared then. Goodbye and good luck."

"Bye." replied Darryl hanging up the phone. He wondered where would be the best place to call for Leo, then realised that it wouldn't really matter. If Wyatt wanted to find them, then he could, wherever they were.

'So, here's as good as anywhere' decided Darryl.

"Leo!" he called, glancing up in the sky, "Leo!"

A cluster of blue-white orbs announced the appearance of Leo, dressed in golden elder robes.

"Darryl. What's the matter?" asked Leo slightly confused. Leo spent most of his time Up There and rarely came to Earth - Darryl calling for him was unusual.

"Hey, it's good to see you. I need your help." replied Darryl. As Leo raised his eyebrows questioningly, Darryl continued, "Or rather Chris does. Wyatt's got him, he's bound Chris's powers and I hoped that you could help him."

"Help? How?" Leo shook his head slowly, "I promised myself not to involve myself, not to take sides. It's their fight; they have to fight it out between them."

"How can you say that?" hissed Darryl angrily, glancing around them nervously. He didn't want to attract any suspicious demons by shouting. "This is your son we're talking about. I know Wyatt's your son as well, but he's evil,Leo, however Chris isn't and he needs your help. This is one fight you can't sit out, no matter how much you don't want to alienate either of your sons." Darryl paused for breath watching Leo to see the effect, if any, his words had on him.

Leo looked around him sadly. He didn't like what he could see. Some areas of San Francisco were mainly in ruins and spirals of smoke showed where Wyatt's demons had last attacked.

"You have to help." insisted Darryl gently. He could see the pain Leo was feeling but knew that those feelings needed to be put aside, felt later. "Chris is in danger with Wyatt, Wyatt will want to turn him but you know Chris never will. How patient do you think Wyatt will be?"

"Ok." whispered Leo, trying to control the grief that was threatening to take over at the mention of Wyatt. "What can I do?"