At 9 am the next morning, Bianca shimmered back into her apartment.

Her knees weak, and her body shaking, she sat down on the couch and attempted to calm herself down. She knew that panicking would not achieve anything.

It was already too late.

There was nothing she could do.

The doctor had confirmed it.

She was going to have a baby…

Chris' baby.

Silent tears began to run down her face. She didn't want this- she was not meant to be a mother. She had no maternal instincts, no desire to raise a child…especially not now, in the midst of all of this…Wyatt was about to rise…she didn't want her baby to grow up in a world where he or she would be constantly hunted, simply because they were born with powers…

She could not help but wonder what kind of powers this baby would have. A witch-whitelighter-phoenix…was that even possible? Bianca felt another wave of nausea over come her; this child would be an out cast, even by magical standards. Such a combination would never be accepted…What would her coven say? What about Chris' father? As far as Leo knew, she was just an ordinary witch…Chris had said that it would be better if they just let him believe that. But Bianca knew that her secret would soon be out…what would Leo do if he saw his little grandchild shimmer?

Bianca shivered as all of the haunting thoughts that she had tried so hard to bury came flooding back. This should never have happened- being with Chris was one thing- but having a child with him was something completely different. This child would be a combination of good and evil.

This child wasn't meant to be.

She knew that she had to tell Chris. As much as she desired not to, she knew that he would figure it out anyway…he'd be able to sense it soon, just as the darklighter had. It would be better if she honest with him from the beginning.

She'd tell him tonight.

During dinner.

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Wyatt sat in his private chamber, nervously awaiting the coming evening. He was fairly confidant that all would go as planned, but he could not suppress the small part of him that was filled with doubt.

Tonight would either be his great victory, or his great downfall.

He looked up suddenly as he heard a knock on his door. "Come in" he called, straightening his posture and adjusting his expression to its usual arrogant appearance.

The door opened, and Wyatt instantly recognized the figure as the darklighter he had spoken with the previous day- the one who had told him about Bianca.

"My lord." The darklighter said, giving Wyatt a low bow. "I have remembered something that may be of some use to you."

Wyatt raised an eyebrow, intrigued, and the darklighter continued. "Just before we encountered the girl, my comrade said that he sensed whitelighter in the cave. I think I may have sensed it too…but the girl, as I have told you, shimmered…and yet it seemed that the aura was coming from her." He paused. "I don't know if that is logical in any way…but I thought that you should know."

"Yes." Wyatt whispered, his eyes suddenly growing wide. "Thank you for informing me. You are excused."

With another bow, the darklighter left the chamber.

What he had said was almost impossible…unless…

…No.

It seemed completely irrational to Wyatt, but there was no other explanation. The only way they could have sensed whitelighter from Bianca was if…she was carrying one inside of her.

Wyatt frowned. This was certainly an unexpected twist, and it was one that he was not happy about. If his suspicions were correct, and Bianca was indeed carrying Chris' child, Wyatt did not even want to fathom what kind of power this child would have.

A whitelighter.

A charmed one.

And a phoenix.

It was possible that this child would be even stronger then he was…and he certainly couldn't allow that.

With a wave of his hand, Wyatt summoned the darklighter back into the chamber. The creature looked around in confusion before remembering his manners and giving another bow. "I have a mission for you." Wyatt said his voice firm and demanding. "I need you to find that girl that attacked you, and shoot her with a darklighter arrow."

"But my Lord, she is not-" the darklighter began to protest.

"Do as I say," Wyatt cut in. "Shoot her. In the stomach. Tonight."

The darklighter nodded silently.

"Do not mention that I sent you. And if you sense a male whitelighter, do not harm him- or you will not live long enough to regret your actions. Now go, prepare for your task."

Bowing, the darklighter dark orbed out of the cave to gather what he needed.

Wyatt slouched back in his chair and stared blankly up at the ceiling- hoping desperately that the darklighter would successfully complete his task…because if he didn't, then Wyatt knew that he would have to take matters into his own hands.

"Forgive me little brother." Wyatt muttered into the emptiness.

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Chris and Bianca orbed into the alley way behind the restaurant at exactly 6:30 that evening. Chris gave his girlfriend a somewhat worried glance- she had been acting strangely all day, and when he had asked what was wrong, she had replied that she would tell him later that night. He was getting a little anxious- what ever she had too say must have been pretty major- he had never seen her act like this before.

"Shall we?" he asked, taking hold of her petite hand and leading her inside. After a brief discussion with the manager- they soon found themselves in the same room they had occupied several weeks earlier. It was just as beautiful as it had been then.

"I love it here." Bianca whispered, taking in her surroundings. Feelings of contentment overcame her, and she wished that they could stay together in this warm, safe little room- together- forever. But that was wishful thinking. They would soon have to leave- have to face the world- face the evil that lay outside these walls.

She looked up to see that Chris was starring at her, his expression concerned. "Bianca?" he asked "Are you okay."

"Yes."

He did not look convinced. "So…do you want to start with some wine?" he inquired, picking up the wine list as a distraction.

"Sure." She replied. She had always loved a good glass of wine with dinner. "I'd like-" Bianca trailed off as she was struck by a sudden thought. "No!" she exclaimed. "No wine."

Chris shot her another strange look. Something was defiantly wrong. Placing down the menu and taking both of her hands in his, he looked into her deep brown eyes. "Bianca." He began quietly. "What's the matter…you can tell me…anything…you know that."

She nodded slowly, and he could see tears beginning to well up in her eyes.

His heart sunk. Was she angry with him? Had he upset her? He internally cursed himself for being too self absorbed this past month. What if she was going to leave him because of it?

"Please, tell me." He whispered, searching her eyes for some indication of what was causing her distress.

Bianca gave him a watery smile. "Chris, I'm so sorry…I-" she trailed off and her eyes suddenly became wide with fear. "Darklighter!" she exclaimed suddenly.

Chris turned around, and much to his surprise he found himself face to face with a brutishly ugly darklighter whose cross bow was raised menacingly. "I've found you." The creature said, a triumphant smile on his face.

Chris' instinct was to orb out, but he knew that he could not leave without Bianca. He looked over at her- she was frozen with fear. What was wrong with her today? She defiantly was not acting like her self.

"Step aside boy." The darklighter growled, pushing him roughly into the table. Chris hit it with a loud crash, and quickly tried to steady himself again. This didn't make sense…he was the whitelighter…he was the target.

But the darklighter didn't seem to be after him- he was advancing on Bianca.

"No." Chris cried, flinging the creature at the wall, not caring who heard. "It's me you want."

The darklighter laughed. "Not this time."

What happened next was a blur.

The darklighter fired his arrow at Bianca's stomach, just as Chris threw himself across the room- desperately grabbing for her hand, and orbing them away.

They appeared in a heap in a near by park- the same park that had gone to the night they had discovered each others true nature.

Their park.

"Bianca." Chris groaned as he rolled over. She was lying beside him, and as his vision came back into focus, he could see that the darklighter had not missed his mark. An arrow was lodged deep in her stomach and she lay moaning in pain. Without another moments hesitation he orbed it out of her and placed his hands over the wound. The golden glow came quickly- fueled by his love for her- and seconds later her agony subsided.

Many questions were swimming through his mind; there was so much he wanted to ask her. She had seemed afraid, but not overly surprised, that the darklighter was after her. "Are you feeling okay?" he asked, looking down at her with concern.

There was a long pause, and he watched with confusion as she closed her eyes- just as she did when she was trying to sense something. "It's okay." She whispered suddenly, a relieved smile crossing her face. "It's okay."

"What's okay?" Chris inquired, feeling even more bewildered. She wasn't making any sense.

Bianca gave another sigh and slowly sat up. "Chris. Don't be mad." She began, looking up into his adorable green eyes. "It's what I wanted to tell you about-" she trailed off, obviously looking for the right way to continue.

"What?" he urged, his heart beating rapidly.

"I…we're…pregnant."

Chris mouth dropped open in surprise. This was certainly not what he had been expecting her to say- he never would have guessed that this was what had been bothering her all along.

"You…really?" he stuttered.

Bianca gave a small smile. "Yes, really. I checked with the doctor today. It's official."

"Oh." He replied, dumbstruck. "It's…it's mine?"

She rolled her eyes and gave him a light slap on the shoulder. "Of course it's yours you idiot. Who do you think I am?" she paused "And why else would the darklighter have been after me? He must have known."

The young mans jaw remained open in disbelief for several seconds, and she was unable to tell from his expression what he was thinking. Unable to stand the silence any longer, she began to speak. "I'm so sorry, I know that you don't want to deal with this right now…and I understand-" she trailed off and tears began to run down her face. This was a disaster.

She looked down at the ground to avoid his gaze, but much to her surprise she soon felt his hand come towards her face and gently wipe away her tears.

"Shhh, Bianca, don't cry." He whispered comfortingly in a way that only he could. "I'm not angry, shocked, but not angry. This is wonderful news."

"Wonderful?" she choked, the surprise evident in her face. "Chris, I don't think you understand…"

Chris stared at her with confusion, and she took a second to marvel at how innocent he looked just then. As his honest green eyes stared into her dark ones, she felt a familiar sadness return. They were two very different people, different beings. He was pure good- she was far from it.

This could never work.

"Understand what?" he asked, pulling her away from her thoughts.

"What this means." She replied sadly. "A baby…this never should have happened. My…my coven will know about us…they'll be able to sense the good growing inside of me. They'll know that my child is part whitelighter- and then they won't hesitate to kill any of us. You. Me. The baby." Bianca paused for a moment and tried to fight back the tears. She had been thinking about this all day- even though she was trying to cut her ties with other phoenixes, she was bound to run into at least one of them in the next nine months.

What would happen if Elizabeth came back again? Asking for her help…

She felt him tenderly take her hand in his, and she summoned the strength to continue. "Phoenixes are only supposed to create new phoenixes that can help the coven kill. As soon as they find out who and what my baby has for a father, they will consider it useless, and consider me a traitor. This should never have happened, Chris. This wasn't meant to be."

Chris shook his head slowly, unwilling to believe what he had been told. "My parents weren't supposed to be together either, but they overcame all of the difficulties facing them because they loved each other. I know that we love each other Bianca, we can overcome this."

"But Chris-" she began to protest, but he silenced her with a long kiss.

"I don't want to hear it." He said quietly as they drew apart. "We love each other, that's all that matters. We can do this."

Bianca gave him a watery smile. She knew that it was foolish, and she knew that he was being overly optimistic…but she could not stop herself from believing every word he said.

She wanted to believe it.

"You're sure he's okay, right?" Chris asked, placing a hand on her stomach.

She raised an eye brow. "He?" she scoffed. "SHE is fine. I can feel it."

Chris laughed. "It's a boy. Iknow it." He paused. "And maybe if we have another boy in two years, we can be exactly like my parents."

She retuned his smile. He was taking this surprisingly well- he seemed genuinely happy about the entire situation. She too felt as if an enormous weight had been lifted off her shoulders…the only thing left to worry about now was…

"Wyatt." She gasped suddenly, bringing a hand to her mouth. "Oh my God. Chris, I was so distracted that I …I forgot something I heard yesterday. Wyatt…he's planning to expose magic."

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Katie placed the last of her belongings on the dresser and stared at her reflection in the old mirror. She could see the dark rings around her eyes, and she knew that she was in desperate need of some sleep. The last couple of days had certainly been eventful, and between being viciously attacked, and moving into magic school, she had had hardly any time to rest.

She glanced at the small clock on the wall. It was only 6:55, but she knew that her eyes would not stay open much longer. Katie silently made her way over to the bed, and sat on the edge to remove her shoes. The room she had been given was small- but it did have quite a bit of character. Chris had told her that he and his brother had loved playing in here when they were little and she could easily see why. It was full of exciting and strange gadgets that would have fascinated any little boy. Letting her shoe fall to the ground, and tenderly reached out to touch an oddly shaped device on the bedside table. She could not remember seeing anything quite like it before.

As her fingers gently brushed the smooth bronze, she felt a familiar tugging feeling in the pit of her stomach.

She was being thrown into a premonition.

A man, dressed all in black, stood on a platform, looking out upon a burning city. People ran franticly below him- screaming, yelling, chasing…

She watched as a woman was tackled to the ground by several large men.

'Die witch.' A faint voice whispered.

'Die'

Her attention was snapped back to the man on the platform. He was smiling, laughing, as he watched the horrific scene. He did not notice someone coming up behind him- ready to attack. Katie looked at the second man- she recognized his face.

Chris…

The girl awoke with a start. She knew from experience that her premonitions were never wrong…and she also knew that that what she had seen was to take place in the very near future.

"Leo!" She called, suddenly feeling very awake.

The elder instantly orbed in to her room "What?"

"We have to go." Katie replied "Quickly. Something terrible is about to happen."

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"What do you mean you were down in the underworld!?" Chris exclaimed, pacing in front of the small stone bench. "What about the baby?"

"That's not the point Chris!" Bianca shot back. "And I didn't even know I was pregnant! The fact is, I over heard them talking about Wyatt's plans. He wants to expose magic to the human world and scare them into killing every witch they can find."

Chris turned to face her. "No." he muttered under his breath. "I have to go tell dad."

He took a step towards her and was about to orb them away, when a bright flash from across the park caused them both to freeze. They listened as the sound of screaming echoed through the trees.

"Chris," Bianca whispered her eyes wide with fear. "I think we're already too late…"

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A/N Muhahaha, good place to end, right? Don't expect an update until next weekend…but you never know, I may decide to take a break from studying at some point.

Notes:

-It has occurred to me that the wine thing doesn't make sense…Chris is 20, and I believe the drinking age is 21 in America…but I'm not American, so just go with it :)

-I hope that I'm dealing with the pregnancy issue okay. I've always intended to write it in, and I didn't want it to seem like a totally random twist…trust me, it will be important later. I've read other fic's that have Bianca getting pregnant, and I haven't like many of them…but I'm gonna try my best not to make it seem too stupid.

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