CHAPTER 22:

2003, at P3.

Chris looked surprised at the piece of jewellery in his hand. 'Wat's this doing here', he thought. 'Would it accidentally got into the map?' He shook his head, he knew nothing was an accident with Josh. 'Okay so what am I gonna do with this? Will it bring me to the master?' He looked at the necklace carefully, if he could find hidden clues or something else to help him. Nothing of it all, I looked like a very normal necklace.

He looked back at the map and suddenly it hit him. 'Of course I need to scry for something.' he thought. He went to the small closet besides the bed and he threw all the stuff out of it. He went through it until he found what he needed. A scrying crystal. He attached the necklace to it and scryed above the map Josh gave him. He did so for a few minutes but nothing happened. 'So far for that idea', he thought disappointed.

Suddenly it hit him. Maybe he didn't need to scry for something or someone in the underworld. He went through the mess besides his bed again and took a map out of it. This time when he scryed with the crystal it almost immediately fell on the map. It was pointing to San Francisco. 'Hmm that's interesting', he thought as he quickly searched for a more detailed map of San Francisco. He found one and this time the crystal pointed out in what part of the city he had to be.

2003, somewhere in San Francisco.

Chris orbed to the place and saw it looked familiar. Behind him was the basketball field where they were fighting demons only a day ago. It wasn't a very friendly neighbourhood and it was in the middle of the night so Chris quickly walked to the door in front of him. He didn't feel the need to wait for someone to respond to the call so he just orbed in. He ended up at a living room in which a small light was still on. 'Okay and what am I doing here?', he thought as he looked around the place.

He silently walked out of the living room, trying to find someone who was living in the house. They might have an idea where the necklace came from. On the tip of his toes he passed the kitchen and saw the only way to go now was a stairs. He wanted to go upstairs when he suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder. "Hold it right there", he heard a woman's voice said on a stringent voice. Chris stopped and slowly put his hand in the air while he turned around.

He turned around and was relieved to see it was an elderly lady. Probably the person who lived here and she must think he's a burglar. "I can explain", he started. But he didn't need to explain himself, because the woman did something he didn't expected. She stared at him as if she was seeing a ghost. After an awkward silence she motioned him to come with her to the living room where she put on a bigger light.

When she had done it she turned to Chris again. She laid her hand on his face and looked into his eyes, she recognised those green eyes from a mile distance. "O my", she said. "You must be the other young Halliwell." "Woah", he said as he quickly stepped aside and took the hand of his face. "Who are you?" "I am the one who's necklace you've got in your left pocket", she said as she pointed to the bump in the pocket of his jeans.

"Really?", he asked. "So where did you forgot it, or was it stolen?" "It was taken from me by one of the higher men", Wendy said. "But I knew someone would bring it back", she said with a smile as she held up her hand. "Wait a minute, how can I be sure it belongs to you? That you are telling the truth?", Chris said suspicious. "You can't, all you can do is trust my word when I say that I know where your missing sister is."

Suddenly Chris was all ears. "What do you know about that?", he snapped at her, thinking she had a part in it all. How else could someone in this time would know about it? "Calm down, take a seat", Wendy said as she sat down herself. "First about you. I heard rumours you might have come from the future and when I saw your eyes I knew who you are. They look exactly like your sisters'."

"So you know her?", Chris said a little softer now as he sat down. "Yes I do", Wendy answered. "Pretty well actually." "So you know where she is, right? Where is she?", he asked impatient. "And how do you know her anyway?" "One answer at a time", Wendy said. "When she was kidnapped by demons I took her away from there. I was send by an elder to protect her from the master and his servants."

She went on: "Like you came to the past, we went to the past to. We arrived thirteen years ago. And since then we have been living in this house." "Thirteen years ago? That means she's fifteen now. And she's been living here for all those years?", Chris asked. "Yes that's correct", Wendy said.

Suddenly it hit Chris, but he bit on the inside of his cheek before he dared to ask "Any chance she's into basketball? Or has been missing for the last few hours?" "Yes and yes", Wendy said. "So you already found her, didn't you? I knew she was in safe hands."