CHAPTER TWO
Chris shook his head. The woman had just disappeared again. He would have assumed she were a demon, but she looked simply confused, and continually insisted he was a demon. He couldn't exactly explain what had happened half an hour ago when he had just appeared in some hallway, and then reappeared back in the hallway in the manor. He had gone back into his room in the basement, and that girl had appeared in front of him. She had had her back to him, and hadn't seen him. Thinking she was a demon, he had grabbed her from behind. Well that was a mistake. She had ended up beating him up. Then she had run up the stairs. When he got there, she was gone. Had vanished into thin air.
Then she had reappeared again. They had started arguing again, and now she had just vanished again, just as he was about to send her flying telekinetically. He rubbed his eyes as someone appeared at the top of the stairs.
"Hey Chris, you down there?" Paige called.
"Yeah," He replied. She stumbled down the steps and looked at the young man.
"Are you okay? You look like you could use some sleep," She said.
"I'm fine," Chris snapped.
Paige frowned. "Hey, I heard yelling down here. No future girlfriends come trying to take you back with them again?"
Chris managed to laugh, even though it was difficult to think of Bianca dead. (Though I, the author, have to say – THANK GOD! She was such a b$#!) He was getting over her. Besides, if he changed the future, he and she wouldn't end up together anyways.
"Not exactly," He replied.
"Then what's going on? It's late at night, and I think you woke Wyatt up. Which means Piper has to get up, which isn't good for you – baby you anyways."
"Just a demon. I think," Chris said. With that he orbed away.
"Shoot!" Paige exclaimed.
"Anything?" Phoebe asked, looking down to see Paige. The younger witch shook her head.
"Nope." She rolled her eyes. "I just wish he would talk to us!"
Phoebe sighed and then came down, wrapping her arm around her sister. "He'll come around eventually. We just need to give him some time."
"Yeah, well the boy is driving himself crazy with this obsessive demon hunting. How is he going to help Wyatt if he isn't really helping himself?"
"I don't know. I'm going to go up to the attic. Maybe I could get a reading off of him, or something," She said.
"How can you be sure he's in the attic?" Paige asked, following Phoebe up the stairs.
"A demon just attacked. Right?" Paige nodded. "Well after a demon attack, Chris is always in the attic."
"Right," Paige said. "I'm going back to bed."
"Night!" Phoebe called.
"Yeah," Paige grumbled. Phoebe snuck up into the attic. Chris was looking frantically through the book.
"Watchya doin'?" She asked. He looked at her.
"Trying to find a demon."
"What kind of demon?"
Chris sighed. "Look Aunt Phoebe, I know what you're doing, but I'd appreciate it if you'd just go back to bed."
"Doing? I'm not doing anything," Phoebe said.
"Yes you are – you're trying to get all up in my business."
"Where'd the attitude come from?"
Chris sighed and then closed his eyes, rubbing his rugged face. "I'm sorry. I'm just a little tired," He said softly.
"See, there's the problem! You need to get some rest, and stop looking for demons. Let them come to us, and we'll deal with them then. Right now, I command you to march downstairs and get back into bed."
Chris smirked. "You're telling a twenty-two year old what to do?" He asked.
"Yes I am, now march."
"I could use the sleep," Chris admitted. He looked like he was about to give in, when he frowned. "No, I need to take care of this demon first. It's appeared in the basement twice tonight. How could I fall asleep and chance getting killed. I don't think so."
"Then sleep here in the attic. Just get some sleep, okay?"
"Fine," Chris relented. Phoebe smiled.
"See! I knew you weren't completely hopeless. Good night Chris."
"Night Aunt Phoebe," He said. He walked over to the couch and lay down as Phoebe walked away. Once the door was closed, he planned to get right back up and continue his work, but sleep over took him before the door was even halfway closed.
The Hollow's
Siobhan walked down into the basement and stared with surprise at her sisters asleep on the couch, the book on their laps.
"Mommy!" Sam called from the kitchen.
"In a minute, hon," She whispered back. She walked over to the two sleeping girls, both having their heads rested against each other. She couldn't help but laugh a little at them. She picked up the book and put it back on the pedestal. Then she brought her ear right next to Kailyn's.
"Wake up!" She exclaimed. The woman jumped, and the sudden movement caused Amanda to do the same. The two glared at their older sister.
"What's all this?" Siobhan asked.
"Huh?" Amanda asked, wiping away at the bit of drool at her mouth. Kailyn yawned and then sniffled before she looked around.
"Why are we in the basement?"
Amanda stretched. "Because you kept disappearing, remember?" She stood and walked back to the book.
"What do you mean, Kailyn kept disappearing?" Siobhan demanded.
"Remember last night when she claimed I was missing and there was a strange man in the basement? Well apparently she had been transported to wherever this man is. We did some research -."
"With some help from Dad."
"Yeah, with some help from Michael, and we think that Kailyn is accidentally being pulled to this other dimension, or world."
"But why?" Siobhan demanded.
"Mommy?" Sam asked as he came down the stairs.
"Just one more minute, Sam," Siobhan said. She turned back to her sisters.
"Why don't I get him some breakfast while Amanda explains our theory to you," Kailyn suggested.
"Alright, Aunt Kailyn's cooking!" Sam exclaimed joyfully. Then he looked at his Mom. "Mommy, did a demon attack? Maybe I should go get Daddy."
"No, let him sleep in. You've got to get off to school soon, anyways."
"Sadie can take me," Sam said.
Siobhan looked furiously at him. "Sadie cannot take you. We aren't talking to Sadie anymore," She said.
"Why not?" Sam asked.
"Go eat your breakfast," Siobhan replied. Kailyn took her nephew's hand and brought him upstairs before he could ask any more questions.
Amanda looked down, knowing the truth about Sadie which logically explained her actions. "I really think you should give her a second chance," She said.
Siobhan, knowing, exactly who she was talking about, frowned. "What is with the sudden change of heart? I could have sworn a month ago you were just as upset with her as I am. She's had more than enough chances."
"Well, Kailyn and I just think that Sadie could be very helpful with her knowledge from the future," Amanda said, sounding very reasonable.
"I don't want to talk about this," Siobhan stated simply.
"Fine. Let me explain to you what we think has been happening. You see, all the planets are almost in alignment - just like when Sam was born. This could possibly allow for the gateway between different worlds to open. Thus, Kailyn – being a powerful being and the most open minded of the Sacred Ones, is allowed passage through. It's only temporarily, though. Whatever is going on, since the doorway is open, the elders are allowing her through because we're supposed to help in that world. What do ya think?" Amanda said, looking joyful by her theory.
"How are we supposed to get to this other world?" Siobhan countered.
"We've thought of that, too!" Amanda said. She flipped through the book, and found the page labeled Other Worlds. "There's a spell. Once Sam is off to school, we cast the spell and go there. Then we help with whatever they need help with."
Siobhan still looked doubtful. "What about Steve?"
"He never needs to find out. We can wait until he's gone to work, if you want."
"Well unlike you, Manda, some of us are expected to show up for work. What am I going to tell my boss?"
"I don't think telling him you're traveling to another world will work," Amanda said thoughtfully. Siobhan narrowed her eyes.
"You're the one who's not a blond," She said. Manda grinned.
"Alright, no more jokes. Serious face now."
"Good."
"Look, either you call in and tell your boss you can't come in, or we risk Kailyn being called back to this alternate world, and exposing magic again. You don't want that to happen again, do you?"
"No," Siobhan said quickly, thinking of how the last time magic was exposed six years ago, and Amanda's fiancé had been murdered.
Siobhan sighed. "Alright, we'll do this. But Steve can never find out. He'll be furious if he did."
Amanda nodded her head respectfully. "Okay. So, how about we get some breakfast?"
"I think I smell chocolate chip pancakes," Siobhan said. Amanda's eyes went wide.
"I call first dibs!" She called, darting up the stairs.