Chris landed with a loud thud in the manor's living room; he instantly attempted to stand up, only to realize that he was too weak to support himself. He allowed himself to lie back down on the floor; an almost unbearable pain that was now coming from his shoulder and as he slowly turned his head towards it, he could see why.

Mel had managed to hit him with the darklighter arrow.

Feeling horribly ill, he summoned the last of his strength and called out for his father. The poison was spreading…the room was spinning…it was becoming hard to keep his eyes open…

Not a moment too soon, Leo orbed in, looking concerned. "Chris, wh-" he trailed off and his concern turned to fear as he realized why his son had called. "I'll get your mom."

He quickly orbed out and then back in, this time with Piper in tow.

"Chris!" she instantly threw herself at his side. "I'll be okay honey." She soothed, bushing a dark strand of hair off of his clammy forehead as she tried to fight back her welling tears.

The boy weakly grasped his mothers hand. "Mom, it hurts." He groaned. "Please make it stop."

"I will honey." And without another moments hesitation she brought a shaking hand to the arrow embedded in her son. Gripping it tightly, she pulled it out.

Chris cried out in pain.

"It's okay." Piper whispered "I got it out, now dad can heal you."

Taking his cue, Leo rushed over to Chris and healed the wound with a comforting golden glow. When he was finished, Piper helped the boy slowly sit up- he was still weak form the poison, but he managed to smile thankfully at his parents.

"Chris, what happened?" Piper asked- now that she knew he would be okay, she wanted full details. "I thought you were at the dance."

"I was."

Leo's eyes widened in shock. " A darklighter attacked you in an area full of mortals?"

"Not exactly." Chris replied with a sigh, trying to avoid his parents' eyes.

"What does that mean?" Piper snapped. "We need to know exactly what happened so we can deal with it."

Chris slowly looked up at Piper and Leo; he knew that he couldn't lie, but he also knew that they would not like the truth. "Something happened…" he began hesitantly. "At the dance…I don't know what exactly, but it must have been some sort of curse or something…and Mel…she was evil. It was as if her demonic half had taken over, and when I tried to talk to her she summoned the darklighter cross bow…"

A strangled cry came from the doorway and Leo Piper and Chris turned to see the rest of the family standing there.

"My baby!" Phoebe sobbed in anguish, before collapsing into an unconscious heap on the living room floor.

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A few minutes later, the Halliwells- including a recently revived and shocked Phoebe- sat around the room discussing various theories about what had happened to Mel. Piper was holding her youngest son protectively, still shaken by the thought of loosing him, and Cole was trying his best to comfort his wife.

"I think it was a spell." Chris stated, attempting to struggle out of his mother's grasp. "I felt something when I entered the gym…sort of like the magical residue you can feel after you cast a really powerful spell."

"Alright. Why don't I go check the book of shadows to see if it has any information on spells that can turn good people evil." Paige said helpfully before orbing up to the attic.

As soon as Paige left, the red eyed Phoebe began sobbing into Cole's chest "My baby is evil!" She cried hysterically.

Cole began to gently rub her back.

"It's a spell, Phoebe." he soothed, "She's not really evil at all."

"But she's part demon!" the distraught woman exclaimed, clutching onto his shirt for dear life.

Cole stiffened. "That doesn't mean anything." He said through gritted teeth. After struggling for so long to free himself form the assumptions placed on any with demon blood, he was not willing to tolerate such condemning comments- even when they came from his beloved wife.

"It'll be okay Aunt Phoebe, we'll fix this." Wyatt cut in, sensing the tension between the two. "Mom, why don't you and I go bottle some potions in case we have to vanquish whoever is behind this."

"Alright." Giving Chris one last hug, Piper finally released him and stood up to follow Wyatt to the kitchen.

They did not manage to take more than three steps when Wyatt's shield suddenly sprung up around him.

All present knew something was about to happen.

Sure enough, a murky grey mist began to fill the room, enveloping each of its inhabitants before they had time to react, and knocking them all onto the floor.

When the strange substance dissipated, Wyatt released his shield and instantly began to help the others back to their feet.

"That can't be good." Leo stated, worriedly looking around the room. "Does anyone know what that was?"

"Maybe that's what got to Mel." Chris whispered his eyes wide.

There was a long silence as they each thought about what that could mean.

If it had affected Mel, then it was likely to affect them too…

But how?

Piper nervously glanced over at Cole, who glared back.

"Piper," he began unhappily at his sister in law "I know what you're thinking but I'm not-"

Before Cole could finish his sentence a look of intense pain crossed his face and he cried out in agony – the man collapsed suddenly onto the floor. He clutched his stomach and continued to make noised of complete anguish.

"Cole!" Phoebe exclaimed, flinging herself at her husband's side. Fist Mel…now this…she didn't know if she could possibly take anymore.

"Phoebe, I wouldn't get too close to him…" Piper warned taking a few cautious steps towards them, worried about her sister's well being.

"Shove it Piper!" Phoebe shot back, suddenly overcome with anger. "I already know what you think of my family."

The oldest charmed one opened her mouth to protest, but she was distracted by another cry of pain from across the room. Much to her horror, she turned to see Chris convulsing on the hard wood floor.

"Chris!" both Piper and Leo shouted as they rushed to their son. Piper half expected to see another arrow- but upon a quick inspection, she saw that this was not the case. She turned to Leo in panic.

"What's wrong? Heal him."

Leo quickly put his glowing hands over Chris, but there were not visible improvements.

"I…I…can't." The whitelighter muttered helplessly, his entire body beginning to shake. He reached out again, to give it a second attempt but before the glow could return, he too collapsed onto the floor.

Piper could hardly breathe as she looked down at her husband and youngest son. She had no idea what was happening to them- all she knew was that they were both in pain.

She needed to help them.

Frantically, she turned to Wyatt, who was watching the scene in shock from the kitchen doorway. "Wyatt, heal!" she exclaimed, and the young man instantly rushed over and attempted to revive his father and brother.

"It's not working." He moaned in frustration. "Damn it! I don't know what's wrong."

Piper began to sob uncontrollably. "Wyatt, try-" she began, stopping as she realized that the cries of pain from all three men had ended.

An eerie silence enveloped the room.

Piper, Wyatt and Phoebe all rose to their feet, each drawing in a few shaking breaths- unsure of what to do next.

"Mom, look." Wyatt whispered suddenly, his blue eyes wide and Piper followed his gaze back to the floor where Leo, Chris and Cole were all beginning to stir.

Chris, who seemed to be the most awake- sat up slowly and looked over at his mother. "Mom, what happened?" he asked groggily. "My back really hurts."

Piper went over to his side and placed a gentle hand on his back, causing the boy to wince.

"Chris," she began slowly. "I don't want you to panic…but you seem to have a fairly large bump on your back- you must have really knocked it when you fell. You're going to have to take off your shirt so I can see how bad it is."

Chris nodded and began to unbutton his shirt- worry evident in his green eyes. When he undid the last button he slowly pulled it off and let it fall to the floor.

Piper gasped and brought a hand to her mouth to stop herself from crying out.

Even from the front, it was evident what had happened to Chris' back.

"What's wrong mom?" Chris asked with confusion as he tried to make sense of her reaction. "I'm actually beginning to feel a lot better."

"Chris," Piper whispered her brown eyes wide. "You're an angel."

He shot her an odd look. "Umm, yea, I know, I'm half- angel."

"No, you don't understand." Piper continued in awe "You have wings."

It was now Chris' turn to be shocked. He stared at his mother for several seconds in disbelief before turning his head slowly towards his back.

He saw white.

Lots of White… and as he raised his shaking hand towards it, he felt the unmistakable softness of feathers. She wasn't imaging things…he was an angel…literally.

Chris drew a few deep breaths as he tried to come to terms with what had happened, and Piper tried her best to give him a comforting look.

"We'll figure this out and get everything back to normal honey- I promise."

Chris smiled back weakly- wanting desperately to believe her.

Picking up his discarded shirt, Piper tore a hole in the back so that his newly acquired wings could fit through and helped him to put in back on.

"Thanks mom, that helps." Chris muttered, blushing slightly.

"Er, guys." Wyatt said suddenly from across the room. "I think we have a problem."

Both Piper and Chris turned abruptly towards Cole, who was now standing- enveloped in a blanket of glowing red. Through the light, Piper could see that his human features had been replaced by the demonic ones that she had long forgotten existed.

"Cole." Phoebe cried, taking a step towards him.

Turing away from her, he let out a roar of anguish and shimmered out.

For the second time that evening, Phoebe fainted.

Wyatt went over to his aunt to attempt a revival while Piper shifted her attention over to Leo who was finally beginning to regain consciousness.

"Oww, my back." He groaned as Piper helped him slowly sit up. Sensing a trend, Piper wordlessly tore a hole in the back of his shirt.

"Better?" she asked.

"Much better. What happened?"

"Well, it seems that what ever turned Mel demonic struck here. It also seems that this spell, or whatever, doesn't just effect demons…it effects all magical beings."

Leo looked over at his wife with confusion. "What?"

"The spell," she began to explain slowly. "It converts all magical beings into their natural state. Demons to demons, angels to angels…"

The mans eyes widened as he realized what Piper was getting at and he slowly brought a hand towards his back where his suspicions were confirmed.

"My wings." He whispered in shock. "You can see them."

Piper raised an eyebrow. "An all these years I just assumed that 'whitelighter wings' was purely a figure of speech."

"Er, no. We have literal wings." Leo admitted sheepishly "They're just concealed ninety nine percent of the time."

"It would have been nice if you had mentioned that at some point, dad." Chris muttered from a few feet away.

Leo turned to see a rather embarrassed looking Chris crouching behind a cushioned chair.

"Come on Chris, we don't have time for this." Piper sighed with a roll of her eyes. "Just show your father."

The boy glared at his mother but decided that it was best to listen. Hesitantly, he came out from his hiding place- his cheeks flushing red with embarrassment.

"Oh my!" Leo exclaimed in surprise.

Chris scowled. "Yea dad, thanks to you I can no longer hide the fact that I'm a freak."

"Chris, I'm so sorry." Leo replied pleadingly, his eyes fixated on his son's heavenly white wings "We'll fix this."

"I know." Chris muttered, now feeling slightly guilty for directing his anger at his father.

"Wyatt too?" Leo asked Piper.

She shook her head. "No, I think his shield stopped the spell from hitting him."

"What about Paige?"

Piper and Chris both gasped.

"I have no idea." The charmed one stated. "She went upstairs before it happened. I hope-" Her sentence was cut off by the sound of a scream…

Paige's scream.

From the attic.

"Not good." Chris muttered before grabbing his mothers arm and orbing them up to investigate.

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A/N I warned you that this was going to get strange. I've always thought I would be really cool if whitelighters really did have wings…I don't know what's been said on the show about it(nor do I care) but I'm guessing they don't…oh well, that's why this is fan fiction:)

Hope it was okay, more to come…I have one more exam in a few days, but after that I can spend a bit more time writing. So happy my Anthro. exam is over…

I wish I could take a course on Charmed, lol, then maybe I'd sat awake (Possible Essay Topic: Explain why Chris is the hottest guy ever.)

Don't mind me, I'm nuts and I've had too much coffee.

Laters,

-Leigh

P.S. Thanks to those who reviewed! It makes me smile!

(make me smile….REVIEW!!!)