Chapter 18: The Jorgen's Lair

A/N: Hope you like the chapter. There'll be many more to come. This chapter's partially in Chris' P.O.V, because I adore him. This one is kind of long.

I hated leaving my mother like that. Not Piper from this time, my mother, the one who cared for me. The one who loved me. The one who had died in my arms. She tended to worry. I figured that she had enough to worry about, what with saving our family and all. I didn't want her worrying about this particular demon. This was the demon that killed my mother. After my fourteenth birthday, I had spent months tracking this demonic clan. I had learned everything about them. Now I would kill them before they could destroy my family.

Jorgens were a particularly vicious clan of upper level demon. Sometimes they hired lower level demons to do their dirty work. They attacked in tandem, communicating telepathically to coordinate their attacks. Since I had spent months tracking them I knew everything about them, including how to kill them. It was a simple potion really. I carried it around with me at all times. I told myself I was just waiting for the opportunity to use it. It could destroy all the Jorgens from the inside. In truth, ever since they had killed my mother, I had developed an irrational phobia surrounding this breed. Today I would overcome it.

When I orbed into the underworld cave they called home, I was seized with a paralyzing fear. Seeing their hideous faces once again had brought back terrible memories for me. I tried throwing the closest one telekinetically, but my powers weren't working. Mom once told me that in the face of extreme fear your powers were paralyzed. I would just have to think of a plan B. I'm good at plan Bs. All I know is, I won't let mom handle this alone, however much she wants to. I was about to orb out when the Jorgen demons turned around one by one. They had seen me!

Future Piper had an idea where Chris must have gone, but she needed to be certain. She had spent nearly a year with Chris as an adult, and another year with him as a baby. She was fairly certain that she knew her son pretty well by now. He wanted what she probably would have wanted if she was in his position. He wanted revenge. She wished that he didn't feel like he has to face it alone.

Phoebe was worried about her sister. Never had she seen Piper, past our future, so worried, or so scared. She liked Chris well enough, but she couldn't understand Future Piper's mysterious connection to Chris. While Paige was busy scrying for their neurotic whitelighter, Phoebe was doing the best she could to comfort both versions of her big sister. She decided to start with the version of Piper this time. She felt that with her, she had a better chance. The slightly younger Piper was pacing around the attic, something she did when she was nervous.

"Piper", Phoebe said cautiously, "Do you wanna talk about it?"

Past Piper squirmed uncomfortably. She tried to articulate what she had been feeling lately. "I don't know what it is", Piper finally admitted. "I just get this feeling that we should care about Chris, and I'm really worried. Phoebe nodded sympathetically. She was starting to inexplicably care about the neurotic young whitelighter too. Phoebe gestured to the future Piper still thumbing through the book of Shadows. "I think she can help", said Phoebe referring to the future Piper.

Phoebe walked over to her future sister, suddenly feeling shy. "Piper", she said softly, "do you know where Chris went?" Future Piper nodded glumly. She knew where Chris went, although she didn't really want to come to terms with it. The place Chris went was probably pretty dangerous, and she had been battling with herself for an hour, wondering if she should go after him. He was her baby, but at the same time, he didn't need to be coddled.

"I know where he went", Piper said slowly. She made up her mind. Her baby wanted revenge. She wouldn't let him do it alone. He might die, and then all really would be lost. She couldn't let him die, not again. Not after what it had done to her family the first time. "LEO! PAIGE!" Piper called. Her husband and her sister appeared in a swirl of white lights.

"What is it?" asked Leo anxiously. "Is it Wyatt?"

"No", said Piper, shaking her head. "Leo, I need you to orb us to the lair of the Jorgen demons. Just think of orbing to Chris. Leo asked no more questions. With a wave of his hand, Pipers, Phoebe, Paige and Leo dissolved from the attic.

The demons encircled me. I attempted to orb away, but I couldn't. I was paralyzed in fear. They were going to kill me, just as they had killed my mother. There was nothing I could do. All was lost. I had no hope anymore. Suddenly and unexpectedly the underworld cavern was bathed in white light. My family appeared all around me.

I wasn't afraid anymore. My mother was here, and that's all I needed. With my aunts, they had the power of three. I trusted that much more than my own useless powers. Both versions of my mother flicked their wrists in an attempt to blow up the demons. They weren't extremely successful. My father and my aunts had all begun to battle the various Jorgen demons. All I could do was watch.

One of the demons, the one who looked like the leader, then turned his attention to me. He formed a fireball in the palm of his hand. He was about to throw it at me. I couldn't orb, couldn't move. Flashbacks of my fourteenth birthday bombarded my mind. He threw the fireball, it was about to contact, then…

The slightly older version of my mother saw me. "Chris!" she yelled. She threw herself in front of me, directly in the path of the fireball. I cringed as the fireball sailed towards my mother's chest. Before it could make contact, she and the rest of the family orbed out of the cave, and into the attic…

The Halliwell clan looked at each other, all except Chris looking extremely confused. Paige was the one who broke the somewhat awkward silence. "Was Piper the one who orbed us?" she asked. Then she thought about it for a second. "Wait, that's not possible, Piper can't orb. Unless…am I missing something?" Phoebe decided to be the voice of reason in this sea of uncertainty.

"I'm sure future Piper's just…" She stopped short as she place a hand on her future sister's shoulder. Phoebe jerked away and gasped. Suddenly, Phoebe was being ripped from the present, into Chris' past….

TBC…