Chapter 6

Wyatt squirmed uncomfortably in his chair; the sisters plus Leo had been discussing the present situation for the past fifteen minutes. He knew that getting them to believe them was going to be difficult but he hadn't expected to be under scrutiny from them, well maybe a little. It was Prue's turn to move at the side of him, he glanced over and smiled at her.

"You ok?"

"I'm bored."

He laughed, "Bored? We've been here what? An Hour or so? We should be more concerned with whether they'll be coming back with us."

"I thought you had a plan oh great one," she teased smiling broadly at him.

"If you remember right it was you and Chris that was coming back here, I was staying with Jenna, so I'm just winging it. They'll come round, I know they will." He looked back at the doorway to see if they where coming back in yet, when he saw that it was still empty he turned back, letting out a yawn.

"Speaking of Jenna, do you think she and Chris have killed each other yet?"

"No."

His short answer confused Prue, he sounded so sure of it, that when they got back they wouldn't be greeted with another set of dead bodies. She knew Wyatt cared a lot for Jenna, it was mostly due to the fact that he never wanted his little brother to become friends with her, he had known there wasn't something quite right with her. But Jenna never gave up the fight and eventually Wyatt learnt to trust her and eventually even like her. She was surprised though that he had never given up hope when she went back to her dad.

"I mean, I know they haven't because I know that Chris cares to much about his friend and despite recent trips out with the dark side, Jenna …" he trailed off shaking his head unable to come up with the right word, "I just know."

She nodded her head in understanding. She looked at her watch, they'd now been talking for twenty minutes, she wondered what about. She knew that trusting them would be an issue and also the whole messing up the space-time continuum thing would come into play. Surely that would just take … ok so she did understand what was taking them so long it just wasn't her fault she was impatient.

She didn't have to wait much longer, the four of them reappeared standing in a line before them. Wyatt stood up to face them and Prue followed suit, standing a little behind him. It was more like being judged in a court than just being told if you would have help or not.

"So…" Paige began looking smiling nervously.

"So." Prue countered, she hoped she didn't sound to hostile but she just wanted to know.

"Let's just get one thing straight, I still am not sure about this whole thing but Piper seems to think you are her son so I'll just go with it but one wrong step and then …" she held up a potion so Wyatt and Prue could see she meant business.

"Understood."

"Oh and another thing, how exactly do we get to the future? Is there a train service to get there?"

"So you're going with us?" Prue asked hopefully.

"Yes," Phoebe said, "We'll help you."

Prue jumped up and hugged her would-be mother. Phoebe smiled nervously and patted Prue on the back before pushing her away gently.

"Sorry," Prue said sheepishly, "How about we just get this show on the road?"

"Ok, take one of these potions each, all you do is throw it on the floor and say the year you want, it's as simple as that." Wyatt handed out the potions one at a time but then stopped when he got to Leo, "Uh oh."

"What do you mean uh oh?" his father asked.

Wyatt smiled nervously and sent a glare in general direction of Prue, "Not enough potions, we'll just have to share."

"How many are we short?" Piper asked him but it was Prue that answered saying it was only the one.

The group stood around debating what they should do. They quickly ruled out leaving someone behind and they considered making another potion but something told them all that they where wasting too much time. In the end they settled on two people sharing a bottle, Wyatt and Leo in fact.

One by one they all threw the potions by the their feet shouting out the date, by the time all the vials had been smashed the room was full of thick grey smoke with dancing coloured lights mingled in. But it disappeared as quickly as they reappeared in the same spots as before, this time twenty years in the future.

"Everyone ok?" Paige asked looking round.

"Wow that was some potion," Phoebe said once the girls knew they where ok.

"Yeah it breaks down molecules so it's easier to send you through time and space, packs quite a punch doesn't it?" Wyatt said grinning with pride. A grin that didn't last long when he saw his families faces.

"What?" he asked not sure what was going on.

"Leo wasn't you wearing that shirt when we left and Wyatt had the top you're wearing now?" Paige asked, confusing the situation even more for Wyatt.

Leo looked down at a top that really should have been a size or two to small for him, instead it fit perfectly, then it dawned on the ex elder. He looked across to his eldest son and surely enough his upper body was planted firmly in between his sons' head and legs.

This wasn't good.

"Uh oh."

"Jenna, what are we doing down here?" Chris asked jogging up behind her.

She was walking with confidence down a dark corridor clearly in the underground. She knew where she was going that was for sure but what she was doing was a whole other matter, quite frankly Chris didn't have a clue. One minute they where just sat in the attic talking to each other, she had calmed down and was telling him about how her father, Greane, had used them against her. Every time she doubted anything he would bring up the fact Wyatt didn't trust her anymore, or he'd tell her that as soon as she walked into that house they would kill her. Really, it was just a form of manipulation.

When he said that you could practically see the light bulb light up above her head.

She'd shimmered down here without saying another word, leaving Chris to try and catch up with her. He grabbed her arm and turned her around to face him. She gave him a look that said 'what do you want now?' meaning she was up to something.

"What are you playing at?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper as a demon walked past them, it looked at them curiously but carried on. Chris, not wanting to take that chance again pulled Jenna to the side and into the shadows out of sight.

"I have an idea." Was her simple answer.

He resisted the urge to roll his eyes, "I knew that, what's going on?"

"For all intents and purposes everyone thinks I'm evil. It's the perfect opportunity to do a little recon. Find out what Greane is up to and get one step ahead of him."

"Sure you're playing both sides?" Chris asked her.

"Yeah," she said it as if it was the most obvious thing ever which only served to aggravate Chris.

"If you remember Jenna, it was you playing both sides which got you into the mess before. Just be careful."

"I will. Besides I know what he's capable of know, right? Plus I plan on staying away from him; it wouldn't be the first time so he won't suspect anything. One of his head demons if you will likes to go to this little demon bar just down there, lets just say he has a little crush on me."

She gave Chris a look which he knew could mean only one thing, she was going to flirt with a demon to get what she wanted and she most likely, going to enjoy it as well. They carried on walking down the corridor discussing the plan. Chris would stay in the shadows to avoid being seen and to watch over things while Jenna flirted.

Jenna gave Chris one last smile as she slipped into the bar. He had to admit that she knew what she was doing. She walked with an air of confidence and arrogance that really only a demon could achieve, her hair expertly tossed over her shoulder as she spots her prey, she walks over to him and places a hand on his shoulder, she leans in and whispers something in his ear. It's at that moment he turns to putty in her hands.

"I was hoping to find you here," she slips onto the bar stool next to him and leans on the grubby counter, her head resting on her hand.

He smiled and clearly checked her out, his eyes scanning her body slowly as his hand went to her waist pulling her into his lap. She felt like blasting him into a million pieces. Instead she smiled sweetly and wrapped one arm around his shoulders.

"You fancy a drink?" He asked her.

"Sure," She leaned into him, running her fingers through his unkempt hair. He shouted over the barman who poured out a shot of something she'd never seen before.

The demon she currently occupying the lap of, picked up the drink and handed it to her. She sniffed it and almost threw up at the smell. Seeing her discomfort he just laughed and then very inappropriately slipped a hand under her shirt and onto the bare skin. Again she resisted the urge to hurt him badly and just raised the glass in a salute and then downed it.

That was it; she'd had enough, down to business, "You haven't seen my father today have you? I missed the meeting because I was out of town. What's his plan of action?"

The demon, who's name she couldn't remember, downed a shot of his own judging by the number of empty glasses around him he was well on his way to being drunk.

"He's going after the family by making them vulnerable. He'll make him self immune to their powers."

"How so?"

He hesitated, suddenly becoming aware something was up with the current situation. Sensing the shift in his demeanour she leaned in and kissed his neck. The first thing she was going to do when they got back was brush her teeth. The demons hand worked its way higher up Jenna's body.

Scrap that, I'm going to shower … twice.

"So, how does he plan on making him self immune? In case I can help." She said making extra sure he wasn't on to her.

"By using the Charmed Ones blood."

And that was all she could get out of him, it was his turn to kiss her neck before pushing her roughly back against the bar causing a few glasses to smash. Chris stood watching for Jenna to make her next move not wanting to interfere till he had to. She whispered something again to the demon and then pulled him over to the shadows. She purposely pulled him so she was backed up against the wall. It was easier that way to kill him.

He leaned in again to kiss her neck and she purposely wrapped her arms around his neck. She looked over at Chris and smiled as she conjured up a fireball aiming it at the back of the demons neck. She was just about to throw it when she felt a searing pain go through her stomach. The fireball was instantly extinguished as she pushed the demon away. He was grinning wickedly at her, laughing at her mockingly. She looked down and saw a knife and a lot of blood.

Black dots filled her eyes and she knew she was about to pass out. She gathered what strength she had left and conjured another ball. Chris was already at her side holding on to her, she threw the ball and the demon exploded. If she had the time and energy she would have tortured the little bastard but other occupants of the bar had seen what was happening and were slowly beginning to advance.

A/N – I don't like the Wyatt and the rest of the family stuff at the beginning. I know I could have written that better but I think the Chris and Jenna thing made up for it. Turned out a lot better than I expected. Once again, please review if your reading this would mean a lot.

Many thanks go out to Phoebe Turner. Thanks for still reading this.