A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in so long. I've been busy. I promise I'll have a quicker update out next time if I get a decent amount of reviews, as I have the next chapter mostly written already. A/N

Chapter 11
"No, Chris!"

"But Piper, I got tipped off earlier…"

"I said no! I don't want anyone getting hurt. There are too many people with whitelighter blood in this house." Chris orbed out, leaving behind a very frustrated charge.

Prue casually strolled into the living room, munching on some crackers. "What was that about, Piper?"

Her sister sighed, "Oh, it was nothing. Just Chris being annoying about his demon hunting again."

"You know if he wasn't a guy I'd say he needed a serious dose of Midol. I swear- guys get periods, too."

Piper chuckled, "Maybe he just needs to get laid. So I was thinking…we should totally blow off some steam today; up for a little competitive shopping later?"

Prue's eyes lit up and a giant grin spread across her face. "Absolutely. Time and place. I'll kick your ass. In my wonderful glamoured form, of course."

"Did my shopping radar just go off? Because I totally want to blow off any and all demon-related work today," Paige continued down towards the bottom of the stairs, and Piper frowned. She had been hoping to spend some time alone with Prue. She needed advice about her life that only an older sister could give, and she wanted to make up for the insensitive things she had said to her sister the other day, however true they were. Her sister had been avoiding her and Phoebe since then. But she acted as if it had never happened, and Piper was grateful for it. Although, what Piper said obviously did not fall upon death ear for her older sister was now noticeably absent whenever anything demon-related popped up. She even found a way to never be home whenever Chris warned them about something. She couldn't worry if she didn't know…as much, anyway.

"So when are we..."

"Darklighter!" Chris orbed in, breaking her train of thought. His face was painted with dirt and his shirt was torn in several places. His wavy brown hair was a sea of tangles, and there was a painful-looking cut across his cheek.

"Quick guys get out of here! Someone get Phoebe!" Piper's eyes widened with fear when she saw the darklighter standing in her living room. She threw out her hands in attempt to blow him up, but when nothing happened, she began to panic. She wished Phoebe was there. Her sister and she were the only two people in the family with no whitelighter blood in them.

"I'll get her!" Paige orbed out to the Bay Mirror to retrieve their sister. Chris and Prue began to orb but stopped themselves when they saw two demons shimmering in. The first and larger of the two demons grabbed Piper from behind and held onto her arms to prevent her from making use of her freezing power. The other demon threw an athame directly at her abdomen and Piper closed her eyes, anticipating the large amount of pain that was sure to come. Chris saw the athame heading towards her and TKed the knife directly back at the demon, vanquishing it. An arrow whizzed past his head, and he jumped out of the way. He swung his arm out in mid-air and the darklighter flew across the room. The darklighter never hit the wall as expected, however. He instead blinked to his feet at the other side of the living room.

"I better get a good reward for this," He muttered to himself as he carefully aimed and shot two poisoned black arrows out of the bow he held. The first arrow went straight into Prue's side and the other was headed straight towards Chris when Paige orbed in, no Phoebe in sight.

"Arrow!" She quickly deflected the poisoned thing away from her nephew and into the neck of the large demon holding her sister. He burst into flames and screamed as his flesh and bones disintegrated into dust.

Piper ran over to her injured sister. Her heart was pounding and she felt as if it would beat a hole through her chest.

'What if she dies again? What if…Oh god. Oh god. Not again.' Her sister lay in a heap on the floor and her clothes were covered with blood.

"Chris, do something!"

"Piper, I can't heal!" Chris's voice rose in panic as the adrenaline and fear rushed through his veins. What mess had he gotten them into now? Paige stepped over to her nephew and placed a silent, reassuring hand on his shoulder.

"Don't worry, honey. Everything's gonna be okay." Her sister was barely conscious now and it was too difficult for her to speak, but her eyes shone with her determination to stay awake.

"Go get Leo, Chris!"

"Piper, but…I can't."

"I don't care how much you hate him! Get your whitelighter ass up there NOW!" He cringed and opened his mouth to utter a retort, but his tongue was rendered incapable of speaking and he found himself unconsciously orbing instead.

"Chris? What the hell are you doing here?"

"The girls need you."

"I've told you before and I'll tell you again. I can't come down there anymore. I'm not needed now and I have to do my job!"

"Please. It's Prue."

They orbed together into the living room several moments later. Leo's eyes scanned the manor and quickly noticed the arrow lying next to his old charge. The grandfather clock was once again broken and pieces of it lay across the floor. The carpet was stained with blood and ashes of vanquished demons were scattered everywhere. "Jesus. What the hell happened?"

"Just heal her already will you!" Piper exclaimed, the stress clearly evident in her voice. She had already managed to take the arrow out of her sister and now all that was left was for Leo to heal her. The golden glow of his healing power slowly flowed from his hands as Paige and Chris anxiously looked on from a distance. After several seconds passed Prue's eyes opened and she looked around with a very bad migraine; the world still spinning around her.

She started to sit up but Leo gently pushed her down back down. "Easy now. Lay down for a bit and rest. The remnants of darklighter poison don't go away for awhile." Piper reached over to hug Prue and her worry slowly faded away. Her heart stopped pounding and instead of fear now, she felt anger.

She quickly released her sister and stood up. "Chris, I told you not to go after that darklighter! But you don't have enough sense to listen! You endangered my family. Paige is half whitelighter and I almost lost Prue and what if…what if Wyatt was here?" She got more and more excited as she yelled she was reminded of exactly how she felt the other day when Phoebe was the one who had gotten hurt.

Chris looked at his hands and his shoulders slumped a bit, "I'm sorry," he said, almost whispering. But Piper didn't seem to notice.

"And you!" Piper exclaimed, pointing at Prue. "Damn it, Prue! I told you to get out of here. You…you promised you wouldn't…not again. I can't take this anymore!"

Chapter 12

About 20 Years in the Future

"Give me a report." Wyatt looked the darklighter up and down and noticed that there were no cuts or bruises on his skin.

"It was nothing like you said it would be. I want extra payment."

"Absolutely not. I will pay you what we agreed upon, and no more."

"You told me it would be an easy vanquish! You said he wouldn't have his powers. You said…"

"I know what I said! Do you really think you would've agreed to go if I didn't lie about Chris losing his powers when he went back to the past?"

"Then why send me if you knew I was going to fail?"

Wyatt sighed with unconcealed annoyance, "Because I didn't want to actually vanquish Chris. I knew he would ask the Charmed Ones for help, which is why I told you to bring a few demons along. I want to see how strong they are right now- at this particular moment in time. So tell me Mr. Huang, what has the bastard changed so far?"

Mr. Huang's chilly laughter filled the otherwise silent room and he grinned, "I shot that bitch. I've been waiting almost a decade for that opportunity. Ever since…"

He lost his track of thought and Wyatt raised his eyebrows in anticipation; waiting for him to continue. But the darklighter chose not to and he was forced to ask the question himself. "Shot who?"

"Your ex-whitelighter."