A/N: Hm, I'm a little disappointed. No one noticed certain . . . things. Lol. Oh well. Thanks for the reviews. I feel so horrible, though. I never do individual thank-you's anymore. But I've just been so busy with my term paper and school in general and I've been without a light in my room. But some of you had specific questions, so let me answer some of them:
Glad you picked up on the "Charlotte" thing, Prince Halliwell. (For those of you who forgot, Charlotte was the name Melinda used when she was kidnapped in NYC). There was a reason for that ;) Wait and see . . .
Why wouldn't I care, Cheese-Fairy? Several people have asked me to read their fics and I just haven't had the time, although I would love to eventually lead them (Hint: if you want me to read your fanfic(s), send me a link to them either by e-mail My e-mail is Twilightxdream just take out the or send it in your review).
That's about it. Any more questions, comments, idea, etc, e-mail me or let me know in the review! Also, no one commented on my idea: I'm thinking of doing a mini-series after I finish the two spin-offs of the original Vision of Utopia. The Mini-Series would feature Melinda, Wyatt, Chris, Scott, Charlotte, Katelyn, Samantha, guest appearances by the original Charmed Ones (Piper, Phoebe, and Paige), and some other characters I plan to bring in eventually. LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK!
On to the next chapter! Please enjoy and please review!
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"We'll find Charlotte, I promise," Wyatt assured Melinda, watching as Scott hugged his girlfriend, trying to comfort her.
Chris stood beside his brother. Right now, he was supposed to be out with Sam getting last minute items, but Wyatt had called his cell and informed him of the situation. Obviously, Chris had come right home.
"But – aren't you guys supposed to be all-powerful? Melly told me that no one messed with you guys," Scott said hesitantly.
"They usually don't. Only the idiots and the newbies ever try stunts like these, which is why we have nothing to worry about. Both are stupid and usually the idiots are lower level demons who have very little powers," Wyatt replied.
"I don't care if they're lower level or not!" Melinda cried. "Charlotte's gone and a demon has her!"
"But we'll get her back," Chris promised. "We just need to scry for her, and we'll be led to the demon as well. Then we'll vanquish his sorry ass and Charlotte will be home in time for- uhm, well she'll be home."
"Get on that, Chris. I'll start working up some kind of vanquishing potion that will kill anything. We probably won't need it, but Charlotte's in danger and I don't want to risk anything bad happening to her. Melinda, go lie down and rest. Scott, we need to talk in the kitchen," Wyatt said.
Melinda stared after Wyatt and Scott suspiciously. She tried to follow, but Chris stopped her.
"Come help me scry," he insisted.
Melinda nodded, though she wasn't happy about it.
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In the kitchen, Scott and Wyatt were speaking.
"Trust me on this," Wyatt said gently, "we'll find Charlotte very quickly and tonight's events will still go as planned. Go to the club. Samantha and Katelyn will be there. Go help them finish up. I'll check in with you periodically to let you know what's going on."
Scott nodded. "Alright. I don't like it, and Melinda will kill me for leaving. But I'll go. I trust you, Wyatt." He left out the kitchen door.
Wyatt sighed and began gathering ingredients to make a potion.
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Melinda hadn't stopped pacing the attic since she and Chris had gotten up there – fifteen minutes ago.
"Would you stop that? You're making me dizzy," Chris snapped, his eyes never leaving the map in front of him and the crystal not stopping.
"Well I'm sorry if I'm worried about my two week old daughter and the fact that she's been kidnapped by demons, lower level or not! Which we don't even know for a fact, by the way."
Chris let the crystal drop to the table and looked up at Melinda, tears streaming from her eyes.
"I'm sorry. But panicking won't help us and it certainly won't help Melinda," Chris reminded her.
Melinda nodded. "I know, but I'm worried about her."
Chris resumed scrying. "We all are but-" the crystal dropped. Chris stared at it, eyes narrowed in confusion.
"What is it?" Melinda rushed over to look at the map. Her eyes widened and a small whimper escaped her throat.
"WYATT!" Melinda ran from the attic. "WYATT!" She ran down the hall, down the stairs. "WYATT!" She ran into the attic, pale and out of breath. Chris orbed in just as Melinda came to a halt.
"What? What is it?" Wyatt asked, seeing the pain and panic on his cousins face.
"The map – the crystal – Charlotte . . . we can't locate her!"
Wyatt dropped the wooden spoon he'd been using to mix the potion. "Then she must be in the Underworld."
"How do we get her back?" Melinda asked frantically.
"We go down there," Chris said, in a deadly calm tone he only used when he was extremely pissed off, "and we kick some demon ass and bring my niece back home."
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The screaming would not stop.
That shrill, chalk-on-board shriek that made you deaf and want to rip your own ears off.
She paced in front of her stone throne, her black heels tapping on the cold stone floor. Her long black dress trailed behind her and her long, straight black hair fell to mid-back in layers.
"Get that kid to shut up!" she shrieked angrily, ready to rip her hair out.
One of her minions stepped forward, a fireball in his hand and aimed at the small child.
"Not that way, idiot!" she cried, exasperated. She vanquished him with a wave of her hand and plopped onto her throne. She rubbed her temples. "This child better be worth what you say she is," she said to her right-hand minion, "or else I'll let the Children of Light vanquish you."
"M'lady," the minion said, gulping, "If you were to train the child to be evil, you'll be more powerful than you are, even now. You'll be the source, not just a Queen of lowly minions."
"I don't think so."
The girl and the minion looked to see who had spoken.
Melinda, Wyatt, and Chris stood before them. Melinda's eyes were narrowed in hate, but she looked relieved when she saw Charlotte.
"You messed with the wrong witch, bitch," she snarled, throwing a potion at the minion and vanquishing him. The other lower level demons quickly shimmered out of the room and Melinda rushed to Charlotte's side, arms outstretched.
"I don't think so!" the woman snapped, glancing at Charlotte. The child was flown to her and she held the baby in her arms. "Come any nearer and I'll kill her."
"Wyatt!" Melinda cried. "Do something!"
Wyatt orbed so suddenly that no one saw it coming. He orbed back beside the demon girl and snatched Charlotte up. Then he blew the demon up and orbed to safety.
Demon girl never saw it coming, and screamed in agony as she burst into flame, and then into nothingness.
"Oh, sweetie!" Melinda cried, scooping Charlotte from Wyatt's arms and showering her in kisses.
"Let's get home," Chris suggested. "And out of the underworld."
Melinda snuggled Charlotte close, nodding in agreement.
The three (four, if you included Charlotte) of them orbed back to the Manor.
"Where's Scott? I was so worried about Charlotte, I didn't even realize he was gone," Melinda said, sounding annoyed.
Wyatt smiled at Chris.
"We're taking Charlotte to Mrs. Kramer down the street, then we'll take you to Scott," Wyatt explained.
"No, I can't leave Charlotte! Not after what just happened!" Melinda cried.
"Trust us." Chris smiled.
It took much convincing, but they finally got Melinda to let Mrs. Kramer, an old women down the street, baby sit Charlotte.
After dropping her off, they drove to the club. Orbing would have been faster, Melinda insisted, but Wyatt and Chris needed to spare some time.
Wyatt parked and the three of them got out of the car, then made their way across the parking lot and into the club . . .