Wyatt stepped up onto the porch and rang the doorbell. He had a feeling no one was there but he had to make sure. He was so nervous. He had never been nervous in his life and here he was standing on the very doorstep of his first love. He wanted to see her now more then ever but he didn't know what to say.
What if he screwed this up. What if he said something stupid and she just shut the door in his face. He didn't even know if she was the same person anymore. He didn't even know quite for sure if she was really still living here after what had happened to her friend.
If she wasn't here he didn't really know where she would be. He couldn't quite scry for her either because once you did that at the house everyone joined on the band wagon. He couldn't let anyone really know what was going on. He didn't need them to know anything about what was happening.
Hell, they wouldn't be happy about it either. His mother would think he had gone crazy brining up his old ex, ex, ex, girlfriend from the beginning of the line of other girlfriends. Then there was the small fact that she would most definitely bring up Allie. Who was his girlfriend at the moment.
He liked Allie. He didn't love her though. He had nothing really between her like he had had between Brooke. He still couldn't believe the Elders would just make up a rule against them being together.
It almost made him wonder why they would do something like that.
He almost wondered if they saw a future that had been destroyed because he had loved her. Then, he wondered what kind of future was left now? What future did they see with him unhappy and not being able to get over his first love.
He was like a ghost trapped in Limbo. Even the girls he had liked had never made it close to his heart. No one could replace her.
Then, he knew his father would instantly find out. His mother would yell up to the heavens to get his Elder dad's ass back down to them. She would go spastic and tell his father about what he had had in mind and then Leo would go into his 'I know how you feel, son. I love you, son, but the rules are meant for a purpose' crap because he had to.
His dad was an Elder so when he had told Wyatt that he was forbidden by the very Elders to be with Brooke it had been a betrayal.
His father hadn't explained why. His father had just told him to do it at the time. His father had to go along with them. It was his father's job Wyatt knew that , but screw his job! Wyatt was his oldest son and he had expected his father to at least stand up to the Elders on his behalf. Especially after his parents had started the whole thing by having him.
Wyatt let it go. He wasn't going to dwell on it again. Not now when he was here. There was nothing the Elders could do about it now. He had cast a spell that would last at least three hours that would block his presence from them so they wouldn't know what he was doing or what he was up to.
He knew he had decided to play with fire here on that one but this was important the Elders had killed off Brooke's mom to get her to move away from him and now they had let some demon brutally murder her friend in front of her. She deserved some protection and he was going to give it to her.
Whether the Elders liked it or not.
Wyatt looked around the porch and watched a spider in a nearby web. She wasn't answering. She wasn't home. He had come for nothing. He wasn't going to see her now.
He slowly took a step off the steps, plunged his hands deep in his blue jeaned pockets, and looked up a the house mournfully. He wanted to see her so much. He had been thinking the whole time he'd been there or on his way there that he would. Everything he had done that day had lead up to the moment where she came to the door and opened it to him.
He had even pictured the ways she would accept him into her life.
So far there were only a two as of now. They were both the two different extremes that could happen between them.
The first was that Brooke would open the door. She wouldn't be exactly paying attention to him while she did and she would still be sad and teary eyed from losing her friend. She would look at him with those endlessly beautiful honey brown eyes and then she would recognize him.
She would step forward to the screen to make sure he was really in front of her as all the memories he had been fighting with all day sparked through her own mind. Then, she would open her door to him and let him enter the house as she held him close to her in a long hug.
The second was that Brooke wouldn't know who he was. She would look at him and not know at all why this stranger was on her doorstep. Then she would ask who he was. He would tell her and she still wouldn't know him from Adam. Then, in his most extreme thoughts she would bring out a rifle and threaten him off of her property before she blew his brains out.
He only hoped that the first was more likely to come true than the last.
Wyatt sighed and looked at the black paved driveway. He wondered if it had been hard for her to move away from him. He wondered if it had been easier to start over in a new place. He knew he would never get the chance to start anew. So here he was in front of her house feeling stupid and not going anywhere.
He had expected to at least see her. He had never thought of the possibility of her not being there. He had just been so overwhelmed knowing he was going to see her again that that idea had never popped into his mind. He had even dredged up the old shirt she had always loved him wearing.
He still fit into it. He had worn it. He had thought maybe she would recognize that shirt if not him.
Wyatt pursed his lips together and stared up at the dark house. The sun had set and now there were shadows guiding the lines of the sky over the house everywhere. He wondered which room was hers. He wondered if she still had the purple elephant he had bought her when they had went to the fair on their first date.
He had been so stupid to think he would see her again.
He had just been so stuck in believing nothing would have changed and she would just come back into his life like nothing at all had kept them apart in the first place. What an idiot he had been.
He was about to leave when he heard a soft voice floating in the air to him. It was coming from her backyard. He instantly took action and moved in that direction hoping she was there and he hadn't done this all for nothing.
He didn't have to go far. He opened a wooden red door to the backyard that should have been locked but wasn't. Then, he slowly moved through the shadows as he went to see who it was that was there.
He felt like Romeo in the balcony scene. He felt stupid, and nervous. He felt as if everything weighed on this moment in time. He felt awkward for once in a lifetime to know he would see her again now and not know how to explain who he was, what he could do for her, or even why he had not come after her after so much time had past.
He saw a dark figure in the shadows moving around the lit up green water filled pool. The rippling water was the only sound over a few spoken words that came to him. She was on her cell phone. She sounded so tired as she spoke.
"Oh, thank you. No, I am fine. Don't come home earlier, daddy. I will be fine. Don't worry I can protect myself," she said into the phone.
He still didn't see her face but the voice he knew well. He stood in awe at finding her as he watched her move. She finally plopped down on a chair a few feet away from him on the side of the pool. He still couldn't she her fully at all in the dark, but he could tell by her voice that it was her.
"Alright. Get back to work already." she laughed into the phone.
A moment past and then goodbyes were said. She listened into the phone for a few more moments. He knew it was time to come out of the shadows and show himself instead of feeling like a stalker. Before he could though someone else joined them in the pool area.
Right behind her resting form someone shimmered in. Instantly, Wyatt was on the defense as he saw the person take form.
Brooke sighed and dropped the cell onto a towel obliviously and rolled her head on her shoulders trying to relieve stress. She didn't even realize there was someone else there.
She was completely defenseless.
Wyatt didn't know what to do. If he showed himself she wouldn't trust him. Then, she would be distracted as well as he from the evil who had just shimmered in behind her. Before he could move though the attacker came into the light.
The man had dark hair and bright blue eyes. He wore all black in the evil trademark way and in his hands rested a bow and arrow that he had trained on her back.
A dark lighter had just entered their reunion.