AN: Sorry it took so long. I've been sick And really tired, so I've been going to sleep early. Plus, Writers Block sucks! Anyway, ONE IMPORTANT CHANGE: MELINDA IS CLOSER TO 8 MONTHS PREGNANT, I'm thinking of ending this part soon, so I need to start wrapping it up.
I still want to do the mini-series, but I haven't started it, just come up with random ideas. But expect it eventually!
Sorry to do this, but this chapter is about a page shorter than normal. I figured you guys would rather have a shorter chapter, than no chapter at all. Maybe it's the desperation to finish school (Not much longer) or the pile of work I have been getting (blah!) Could also be the fact that June just started, and I already haved 1-5 things to do every day (Final exams, appointments, etc.), but I've been feeling uninspired lately. Maybe it's because I dragged it out a long time (A Vision of Utopia, I mean). Any ideas or suggestions for this fic? Let me know!
Enjoy and please review!
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She had taken out several of the demons, but not enough. She was outnumbered and she knew it.
A fireball hit her from behind and she fell to the ground. Her cheek was bleeding and her body ached. Most of all, she feared for her unborn baby girl. This kind of physical attack couldn't be good for her. Melinda knew she had to escape, but how? She couldn't leave Chris!
She realized then that she needed help. As much as she didn't want to involve them, she had to.
"Mom, help!" She cried. "Aunt Paige! Aunt Piper!"
A hush swept the demons. They knew who she was calling, and who dared challenge the Charmed Ones? But they had strict orders. Before they could contemplate their choices, a fury of blue lights appeared, followed by Paige, Piper, and Phoebe.
"Melinda!" Phoebe cried, as Piper began to blow demons up, and Paige orbed flying fireballs and energyballs to her and sent them back to their owners.
In minutes the demons were dead, and Melinda lay on the ground, arms wrapped around her stomach and her face screwed up in pain.
"Sweetie," Phoebe asked, kneeling beside her daughter. "What's wrong?"
"My – stomach -," Melinda gasped.
"She's going into labor," Piper said suddenly.
"What? She can't! Not now, not here!" Phoebe was frantic.
"AHHHH!" Melinda cried, her eyes shut tight.
"She is," Piper said, unnecessarily.
"Good. I was hoping I wouldn't have to wait any longer."
The sisters looked up to see a man standing before them. The same man Phoebe recognized from earlier.
"Step away, Witches." The man stepped forward. "She failed to find Chris before her baby was born. Therefore the child is mine."
"You can't have her," Phoebe said bravely, standing up and blocking Melinda from Wyatt's view.
"Foolish," Wyatt said simply, and Phoebe was thrown to the side – how! Was all Piper and Paige could think.
Phoebe got right back up. "Paige, Piper, guard Melinda. Once she's given birth go to the safest place you know." She turned and winked, then went back to Wyatt.
Paige glanced at Piper, confused. The safest place they knew was the Manor, but this man (The identity of which only Phoebe seemed to know) would surely know to go there first. So where to?
"Paige, the safe place," Piper said, trying to hint at her without the man catching on.
Paige frowned, then her eyes widened. "Oh!" She orbed out.
"So, Wyatt," Phoebe said, once her sister's had gone. "Where's Chris?"
Wyatt chuckled. "Like I would tell you."
"I'll make you a new deal," Phoebe said. "I'll go look for Chris. If I can't find him by the time Melinda has delivered her baby, then you can have me. But you need to leave Piper, Paige, Chris, Melinda, and her baby alone from now on."
Wyatt frowned, eyes scanning Phoebe for a lie or a catch, debating on what to do.
"No. I still want the baby. That child will be more powerful than me, and I want her on my side." Wyatt said firmly.
Phoebe gulped. "Fine. If I don't find Chris, the baby is yours. But I can use any means I want to find Chris."
"No scrying," Wyatt said.
"No scrying," Phoebe agree.
Wyatt nodded once, a smirk forming on his cracked and chapped lips. "Deal."
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"Oooooh!" Melinda cried, gripping Piper's hand in a bone-breaking death grip.
"I need that hand, honey!" Paige whined.
"Suck it up. Giving birth hurts a heal of a lot more than your hand being squeezed," Piper snipped. "I should know."
"Where's my mom?" Melinda gasped.
"She's coming, honey. She's just making sure it's safe for your baby when she's born," Piper said soothingly. "Now do your breathing and the pain – well, it won't get better, but it- okay, it won't calm you but- Uhm, never mind." She shut up.
"Why did Phoebe dub this the 'safest place' to come?" Paige questioned.
Piper looked around. "She has her reasons."
Paige frowned.
"I-I can't do this!" Melinda cried, all her strength gone from fighting the demons. "N-need my mom!"
"She's coming, sweetie, I promise. But so is the baby, so you're going to have to push soon," Piper commented, frowning.
Melinda cried – both tears of fear and tears of pain.
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Phoebe didn't know how, but she could sense she was running out of time. Adult Wyatt was hovering around her as she tried to make up a spell to find Chris. But the pressure was mounting, and she was drawing a big fat blank.
Suddenly, Phoebe's arms snapped to her sides and she was forced into a standing position, then a huge, rusted metal cage fell around her and sealed itself to the ground.
"What the hell?" she snapped, glaring at Wyatt.
Wyatt grinned at her. "My cousin is about to give birth. I wouldn't want to miss it."
"We had a deal!" Phoebe cried.
"And you truly thought I'd keep that deal?" Wyatt asked, sounding mock-surprised. "You're more stupid than I remember, Aunt Phoebe."
"Phoebe gritted her teeth angrily.
"I'll be going. Try to get comfy," Wyatt said, grinning more. He disappeared in a haze of black orbs.
Phoebe slumped against the bars, choking back tears of defeat.