Hello there! Welcome to the latest edition of 'A life of magic', with your host… Laur! -Cue cheesy music- On tonight's show we'll be visited by two familiar faces from the past! But to start with, let's thank all those who reviewed! (I've always wanted to be a TV presenter! Lol!)
Prince Halliwell- Thanks for the review! I was wondering when someone was gonna figure Paul out! I thought it was really obvious! Lol! The next kids won't be for a while but yes, it will be Piper and Paige who have them! I'm on holiday now, but I don't know if I'll update more often coz I'm very busy! (Exams coming up, drama club rehearsals and family vacation next weekend! London Baby! Lol!) Sorry!
Peanut2lb- Here's what you've been waiting for! Lol! I'm glad you love Mark! I was worried what people would think of him, as so many Paige fans are Paige/Glen or Kyle shippers! I am not a Phoebe fan either (but you've probably guessed that…) Anyways, won't keep you waiting any longer! Enjoy!
Powerof4- Thanks for the review! I promise 'Spanky' will be explained- all in good time my friend, all in good time! 'Fit like' translates to what like but it basically means 'what's up'… I probably should have explained that! Lol!
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Phiona- Thanks for the review! So you figured it out, huh? Well done!
Kendal-Paige-Charity- thanks for the reviews! I was planning on calling her 'Charlie', but maybe I will call her 'Lottie'! Thanks for that suggestion!
Money makes me smile- Thanks for the review! Believe me, I fully understand the homework thing! The kids ages are as follows: (Yeh, I know they kinda learned to talk really quickly, but I'm just gonna pretend that's normal! Lol)
Prue- 4 (nearly 5)
Laura- 3 (nearly 4)
MJ- 2 and a half
Andy- 2
Rachael- almost 2
Charlotte- 2months
I've divided this chapter into two parts because it was really long, but I'm hoping you won't mind because that means the two 'guests' will be staying for two chapters! It's set two months after the last. Hope you enjoy it and please review!
Chapter17- Double O, heaven
"Where's Charlotte gone?" Phoebe cooed playfully, covering her eyes with her hands and gasping when she removed them to look into her youngest daughter's smiling face, "There she is!"
"She didn't go anywhere silly!" Prue told her Aunt Phoebe matter-of-factly, waving a pink rattle in her baby cousin's face.
Charlotte stretched her tiny arms forward in a bid to grab the brightly coloured toy and began to innocently blow bubbles. The little girl was definitely smaller than any of her cousins or her sister had been at two months old, but she was certainly beautiful. Even at such a young age, her likeness to Patricia Halliwell was clear, but there was a distant likeness to her father too. Like most Halliwells, she had inherited brown hair, but her most striking feature was her mesmerizing, brown eyes. Jason, at times, would just sit staring at them. Having a daughter had definitely softened him up and he had now given up a lot of his work to spend time with his family. He had even gained a little respect from Mark.
At the other end of the kitchen, Andy scowled and he began to shout loudly for his mother, who was heating up a bottle for her niece in the microwave. He sat in his highchair and began to telekinetically throw Piper's cake mixture against the walls; unhappy with the fact his cousin was getting attention on his birthday.
"Andrew Victor Halliwell-Wyatt, what do you think you are doing?" Piper scolded.
"Uh oh Andy!" Laura exclaimed, grabbing her cousin's hand, "She useded all your namesis!"
"Uh oh!" Andy mimicked with a giggle. Over the past couple of months he had developed an admiration for Laura. "Birsday boy bin bad!"
"Yes, you have." Piper said, but she couldn't help smiling. She had not really had to experience the 'terrible twos' with Prue, but the eldest charmed one knew her son would be a different story altogether. Up until recently, Andy's whitelighter side had been much more prominent, but he had unexpectedly had a major increase in the amount he used his Wiccan power. He was suddenly developing the same headstrong attitude his sister had inherited from her Aunt Prue and as much as Piper was glad for this, she couldn't help but wonder if it had anything to do with the fact he had been given his Aunt's power. "Now Mommy's gonna have to start making your cake all over again!"
"Oops!" Andy squealed excitedly. "Pictas?"
"Pictures? You really are turning into your Aunt Prue…" Piper said, ruffling her son's hair, "Let's go find the camera then!"
"I'm comin too!" Prue exclaimed excitedly, jumping from her chair and following her mother and brother out of the room.
Laura remained alone beside the highchair with an unusually timid look on her face. "Mommy, you come too?" She asked quietly, shuffling towards Paige and tugging on her sleeve with a pleading look in her eyes.
Paige, who had been preoccupied with showing Jason pictures of the apartments she and Mark were considering buying, looked to her daughter with concern. Laura would still not go anywhere with Piper alone and Paige could tell she really wanted to help look for the camera with her cousins. "Okay," She said and a smile spread across her face, "Orb race?"
"Yeah!" Laura replied enthusiastically, her face lighting up, "One, three, two go!"
"Math has never been the Halliwells strong point." Phoebe mused, watching her niece and sister orb out.
Orb-racing had become the latest craze in the Halliwell household, though Paige was the only Charmed one who would allow it. Piper and Phoebe had a sneaking suspicion that this was because their younger sister enjoyed participating, but left her to have her fun.
"I beated you!" Laura squealed in delight, pointing at her mother and sticking out her tongue.
"Yes you did!" Paige replied, glad to have lifted her eldest daughter's spirits. "Now let's look for that camera!"
As the two began to rummage in boxes, Piper, Andy and Prue entered the room. Piper, clearly knowing they had orbed, gave Paige a glare, which the youngest charmed one pretended not to see. Within minutes they were raking through many old cardboard boxes, whilst Andy sat on the loveseat and fiddled with his array of 'I am two' badges. His attention only drifted when Laura came across a box full of old photo albums and he took a keen interest in the album headed 'High school parties'.
"Dat Aunty Phee!" Andy yelled, pointing excitedly towards a picture in the large red album.
"Oh my god!" Paige scoffed, peering over her nephew's shoulder at the photo of a younger looking Phoebe wearing a tight, black, leather dress and steel capped boots, accompanied with wild, flyaway hair and paperclip belt. "I see Phoebe's Halloween costumes haven't changed much!"
"Um… that was Phoebe's seventeenth birthday party…"
"You mean, that is not fancy dress?" At the shake of her sister's head, Paige fell backwards laughing. "I though I had no fashion sense!"
"Who dis?" Andy asked, turning the page to reveal yet another teen charmed one.
"That, my little birthday boy, is your Mommy!" Piper replied, taking a seat on the love seat and placing Andy on her knee so they could look through the album together.
"Mommy?" He gasped, staring from the petite girl in the picture with large, thick-framed glasses and braces, to his voluptuous and beautiful mother.
"Yeah!" Piper told him with a grin, turning the page so her youngest sister would not see her embarrassing teenage self, "And who's this?"
"Aunty Plue!" Andrew yelled loudly, his eyes lighting up as he waved his hands in the air at the mention of the woman who had given up her powers for him, "Dat Aunty Plue!"
"Who's the man with her?" Prue asked her mother, pointing to the handsome young gentleman whose arms were wrapped around the elegantly dressed teen.
"Well, that is who your broth-" Piper was about to begin explaining about her older sister's high school sweetheart, but was cut off by her son.
"Dat Uncoo Andy!"
"How did you know that?" Piper questioned with a knitted brow. She, of course, had told Andy of his namesake, but knew she had never shown him a picture.
"Did he just say Uncle Andy?" Paige asked her sister.
"Yup!" Andy replied, pointing at the adolescent Andrew Trudeau in the picture once more, "Dat Uncoo Andy!"
"Yeah…I guess he probably would be Uncle Andy if he hadn't died..." Piper, for a moment, lost herself in thoughts of what may have happened if Andy Trudeau had lived. Would she have been the first to have children and get married? Would Prue have passed on? However, there was something she did not understand, "…Andrew, how did you know who that was?"
The two year old looked to his mother with a mischievous twinkle in his eye and grinned. "No telling!" He announced as his disappeared in a twinkle of lights, "Secwet!"
"He's only two and already he's as cryptic as his father!" Paige quipped.
Downstairs, Andy rematerialised on his father's knee and rolled backwards giggling, much like his Aunt Paige had done upstairs. The living room had been decorated for the small boy's birthday and Leo, Victor and Mark sat discussing the upcoming Valentines Day. His son's mischievous giggle brought a smile to his face, but he was curious as to what was so funny.
"Hey buddy! What are you laughing at?" He asked playfully.
"Nufin!" Andy replied, shaking his head, "I be good!"
"Good, huh?" Piper's voice came from the doorway. She carried her older sister's camera under one arm and the high school photo album under the other. "Why did you orb away from your Mommy?"
"Zip!" The two year old exclaimed, pulling a hand across his mouth to symbolise zipping it up, before wrapping his arms around Leo's neck and hiding his cheeky grin by burying his face in his father's shoulder.
"Wicked camera Piper!" Mark exclaimed from his seat in the corner, where he sat with a snoozing Rachael lying across his chest. "Can I take a look?"
"Sure," Piper replied, still smirking at Andy's odd behaviour, "But first let me get a picture of Rachael. That is too cute!"
"She's an Anderson, what do you expect?"
"Okay, just let me put some film in the- hey! There's an undeveloped film in here already!"
"I can't quite contain my excitement." Mark said sarcastically, cocking an eyebrow.
"No, you don't understand! This was Prue's camera…" The eldest charmed one's face lit up as she removed the film from the camera. Perhaps the film would contain an image of Prue, closer to the time of her death than the ones which currently hung on the walls of the manor. "We have to develop these!"
"I'll do it if you want to get back to making the cake?" The nauctater offered.
Piper's eagerness to develop the films did not disappear and half an hour later, Mark placed the pile of pictures on the kitchen table for the viewing of the Halliwell sisters. (AN- I have no idea about photography so let's just pretend Mark is able to develop photos, okay? Lol!) On top of the pile resided a picture of Phoebe, wrapped in Cole's arms standing outside Pier Thirty Nine. The middle charmed one was quick to dispose of it before Jason or Charlotte could catch a glimpse.
"God, these pictures are old!" She said, plucking the next one, showing Piper dressed as 'Galinda, the good witch of the North', from the pile. "Was this the day we delivered Melinda Warren?"
"You delivered Melinda Warren?" Paige asked with a raised eyebrow, realising she did not know as much about her sisters as she thought.
"Yeah… it's a long story…" Phoebe replied, but before she could go any further, Piper had thrust another picture into her hand.
"Look," She exclaimed, "This was when we were infected with the seven deadly sins!"
"The seven what?"
"Deadly sins!" Piper repeated, "Prue was infected with pride… guess that's why there are so many pictures of her in here!" She smiled, getting her wish for pictures of her deceased sister, but grief also hit her. Suddenly, she missed Prue more than she had done in a very long time and she had to restrain her tears.
"You okay?" Paige asked, handing Piper a tissue.
"Yeah…I just miss her…"
Andrew sat in his highchair and his smile turned to a frown as his mother began to sniffle. He knew it was the memories of his Aunt Prue that were upsetting her and he knew how he could help, even if his Aunt Prue had told him it was naughty.
"It otay Mommy," He whispered, "Andy fix it!"
Piper looked at her son gratefully and as he orbed out she expected him to reappear on her knee. When he did not return, however, she began to get a little panicked. "Andy?" She called, her voice echoing through the old Victorian Manor. There was no reply.
"What did he mean when he said he'd fix it?" Victor enquired, placing a hand on Piper's shoulder.
"I don't know!" She replied with panic etched into her voice, pushing her father's hand aside and rising to her feet and continuing to shout, "Andy?"
"Me thinks he goed to the attic." Laura told her Aunt as she and MJ ran down the corridor, enjoying what they considered as a game of hide and seek. "Ready or not, here we comes!"
"The attic?" Piper thought out loud, "Why would he go to the attic?"
The sight of the entire family, minus the small boy, traipsing up the stairs was quite an amusing one and had it not been for the curiosity about Andy's behaviour, Mark and Jason would very probably have fallen behind laughing. Laura, due to her head start, was the first to reach the attic door. Using all of her strength, she slid it open and in a bid to frighten her younger cousin let out a loud "Boo!" However, the person who received the fright was not Andrew, but someone the little girl was both shocked and ecstatic to see. The woman's long raven locks hung in loose curls around her face, accentuating her delicate cheekbones. Her skin glowed with a radiant beauty and her blue-green eyes stared in wonder around the room. Her white dress made her appearance even more angelic and, as always, incredibly beautiful. "Aunty Prue!" Laura yelled, running forward and jumping into the arms of the very confused woman. "What is you doin' here?"
"I have no idea." Aunt Prue replied, hugging her excited niece, who had grown considerably in size and beauty since she had last seen her, but gawping in shock at her own corporeal body. How the heck had she gone from arguing with Grams in heaven to appearing in the attic of the Manor if nobody had summoned her? (AN- I'll all big Prue 'Aunt Prue' when she's in scenes with her family so you don't get confused, kay?)
"Laura, is Andy up here?" Piper's voice came from half way up the stairs, "Tell him his cake is going to bur-" Piper's sentence cut off midway as she reached the door. Her heart stood still in her chest and she dropped her purse to the floor in shock. Tears sprang to her eyes as realisation of whom Laura was hugging sank in. "Prue…"
"Piper…" The eldest Halliwell sister spoke slowly. It had been a year and a half since she had seen her last but she looked as young as she has ever done. "Come here and give me a hug!" Even if she did not know the reason for her being there, Aunt Prue was going to take full advantage of the situation.
"Oh my god!" Piper gasped, wrapping her arms around her sister. "What are you doing here?"
"She gots no ideas!" Laura answered for her aunt, bouncing up and down excitedly on the spot for several seconds before running to the attic doorway. "Mommy! Is you guessin' what?"
"What Pixie?"
"Aunty Prue is here!"
At the three year old's announcement, the troops on the stairs quickened their pace and soon, all four sisters were hugging in the centre of the attic. When they eventually separated, and each brushed away their tears, Aunt Prue looked to the man who was standing in the doorway; the man she had hated for most of her life; the man she was now over the moon to see.
"Daddy!" She yelled with childlike innocence, running forward and wrapping her arms around Victor, who had a single tear running down his cheek.
"Hello Prue." He replied, stepping back to look into his eldest daughter's eyes, "I've missed you."
After a brief moment of silence, Aunt Prue turned to face her family. There had been a few additions since she had last visited and it was time to be introduced. Of course, the small matter of why she was here was playing on everyone's mind but Prue felt as though she should savour the time she had on earth.
"You must be Rachael." She said to the tiny redhead who was toddling around her feet.
Rachael peered shyly through her hair and grabbed her father's leg bashfully. When Mark picked her up, her small hand grabbed a lock of his dark curls and she let out a timid giggle. "Who dat lady?" She whispered in his ear, but everyone heard and had to stifle their laughter.
"That's your Aunty Prue, Snowflake. Are you gonna say hi?"
"Hi!" She yelled, her shyness being quashed when she heard who the woman was. This was the 'superwitch' her Aunties and Uncle Leo always spoke about.
"Hi there," Aunt Prue replied, taking Rachael from Mark's arms and giving her brother in law a toothy grin. "You know, she kind of looks like Charlotte Warren?"
"You speak to Charlotte Warren?" Phoebe questioned, looking from her sister to the small baby in Jason's arms.
"Yeah," Aunt Prue replied, "But I'm more interested in speaking to Charlotte Halliwell right now."
"Halliwell-Dean," Jason corrected with a proud smile before offering his hand to the corporeal ghost, "Hi, I'm Jason."
"I know; I peek," Prue replied, accepting the handshake and coughing to smother her laughter at Rachael's disgusted expression.
Paige swiftly took her youngest from her sister's arms, noticing the ice chips appearing on the redhead's fingers and the mischievous expression, which spread across her face. She knew Rachael liked to show off her power, especially when Jason was her target. "No powers," She hissed playfully. "Understand?"
"Yuhu…" Rachael replied with her best attempt at an innocent expression.
Aunt Prue moved towards her youngest niece and her smile widened. "…Phoebe, she's gorgeous." She said quietly, staring into the baby's captivating brown eyes and running a hand over her thin layer of brown hair.
"Mommy says she looks like Nana." Prue told her Aunt, stepping up to her before being embraced into a huge hug.
"I hear you've been quite the little hero?" Aunt Prue whispered, unsure of whether the Woogy incident was still a touchy subject in the Manor. "I'm very proud of you."
"Thank you Aunty Prue!" The little girl replied proudly, grinning from ear to ear.
"MJ huggles now!" Melinda-Jayne announced, feeling slightly left out and toddling towards her Aunt happily.
"Well Melinda-Jayne, you are just turning into your mother more and more every day." Aunt Prue said, noticing MJ's likeness to Phoebe. "Let's just hope you don't inherit her IQ…"
"I'm right here!" Phoebe exclaimed, hitting Prue playfully over the back.
"I was kidding Phoebs. And now, the only person left to hug is my favourite nephew! Where is the little guy?"
Piper, who had been too caught up in the arrival of her sister, was suddenly hit with a wave of panic. They still had no idea where Andy was and the memory of his tiny voice flickered in Piper's mind: "Andy fix it!" He must have found a way to summon his Aunt Prue. A way which had somehow made him disappear. Without a word, she dashed from the attic, Leo and hot on her tail, calling their son's name.
"Andy!" She bellowed, swinging the door of Andy's bedroom open. Her doe brown eyed scanned the green room, quickly realising he was not there. "Andy!" She yelled once again, banging into Leo, who had been searching Prue and Laura's room. "I can't find him!" She choked through a small sob. Leo embraced his wife and ran his hand through her hair, planting a gentle kiss on her forehead. As he was about to reassure her that they would find Andy, a shout echoing down the stairs broke the couple apart.
"Did you find Andy?" Piper asked, fearing the worst at the two rematerialised in a swirl of blue and white lights. Her eyes swept the room and she did not see her son, but someone with the same name who she had most definitely not been expecting. "ANDY? Oh my God!"
"Hi Piper," the spirit replied with a smile, "Long time no see!"
"Who the hell is that?" Mark hissed in Paige's ear at the other side of the attic with a very confused expression on his face.
"I have no idea." Paige replied, bouncing Rachael on her hip and staring attentively at the scene playing out in front of her.
"Everyone," Prue announced, "This is Andrew Trudeau."
"Hey," He said with a confused, but genuine smile, his blue eyes moving slowly around the room, watching the actions of the family he never got to become a part of. A small amount of sorrow washed through him as he looked at all of the children, wondering if he and Prue would have started a family had he lived. A small girl, who was sitting on Victor Bennett's knee, and he noticed had a striking resemblance to Piper, gave him a wave and two men he did not recognise, one of which was carrying a very small baby, nodded in acknowledgement. He looked at Paige, the one Halliwell sister he had not been a great friend with, who was carrying her daughter, and returned the smile she gave him. Phoebe, who had changed drastically since he had last seen her in 1999, gave him a broad grin. A small girl, clearly Phoebe's daughter, was recovering from the shock she had gotten when he appeared beside her, gestured meekly in welcome and the final little girl's huge blue eyes lit up when she looked at him.
"Hi," Laura said, her ever confident self, bouncing forward to take a closer look at the handsome ex-inspector. "Why is you see throughed, Mr Strudel?" She asked gazing into his eyes with a cheeky grin on her face.
"That's a mighty fine question!" Piper snapped, not intentionally sounding aggressive, but the worry over her son was evident her voice. "How did you get here?"
"I was hoping you could tell me!" Andy replied, "Still not really that knowledgeable about the whole magic thing…"
"Grams must have sent him to find out where I was- we had an argument. She's probably being too stubborn to come and find me herself." Aunt Prue told her sister before redirecting her voice skyward, "But it would be nice if he was solid!" (AN- I assume since Penny can summon Patty with the wave of a hand then people can be sent down from heaven? Well they can now!) She watched the love of her life- and afterlife- patiently, but he did not become solid. "Aw Grams, come on!" He flashed corporeal for a moment, but then became a spirit again, as if the person trying to make him look human did not have enough power. "Fine…stubborn old bat… I call the spirits, hear our plea, corporeal may this cop be!" (AN- I'd like to give credit to Prince Halliwell for that fantastic spell!) As her spell took effect, Aunt Prue gave a satisfied smile. "God, I've missed doing that!"
"Prue," Phoebe said, directing her gaze from Andy to her eldest sister, "No offence or anything but… what are you doing here?"
"To be honest Phoebs, I have no idea…" Aunt Prue glanced around the room, expecting someone to claim they had summoned her and her eyes came to rest on a very distressed Piper and Leo.
"It was Andy." Piper choked out, meeting eyes with Leo. "He saw that I was upset about missing Prue and told me he was going to fix it…"
"How is that possible Piper?" Phoebe questioned, "He can barely talk, let alone read a summoning spell!"
"Wait," Aunt Prue gasped, "Andrew's missing?" Piper gave a single nod. "…Oh crap…"
"Oh crap? Oh crap what, Prue?"
"Oh crap, oh crap, oh crap…" Aunt Prue continued muttering as she pushed past Phoebe to get to the Book of Shadows.
"So that's where Piper gets it from!" Mark said, watching Aunt Prue flick, at a rapid pace, through the ancient book and Andy gave him a knowing smile.
"I know what you mean," He said to the Nauctater, moving towards Aunt Prue in a bid to calm her down, "The Halliwells do tend to obsess…"
"I do not obsess!" Aunt Prue snapped, in a way only she could, "I think- intensely!"
"Yes Honey, we know." He replied, wrapping his arm around her and kissing her forehead tenderly. He didn't care who was watching. It was not often he could express how much he loved her to a group of people- living people.
Piper watched her sister curiously. She did not want to know what Prue was looking for, fearing the worst for her son. An immense concern raced through her body, but she couldn't help smiling. It was odd to see how the relationship Prue and Andy had shared when they were alive had blossomed into so much more in the afterlife.
"What are you looking for?" She asked timidly, feeling Leo's strong hands rub her back in comfort.
Aunt Prue looked up from the book and glanced around the room sheepishly. Everyone was looking at her, but what she was about to say was not something she wanted the children to hear, especially little Prue, who had become just as protective of her sibling as she had been herself. She cleared her throat and looked to the two men she had only met briefly. "Could you take the girls downstairs?"
"Um…sure." Jason took Rachael's hand and motioned for MJ to follow him. He carried his sleeping daughter and was careful not to wake her as he exited the attic. To be honest, he was glad to get out of the room. The fact he had been talking to ghosts was slightly foreboding.
Rachael looked to her uncle in disgust and tried to pull her hand from his.
"I go wiz Daddy!" She exclaimed, stamping her foot on the stairs in protest.
"Daddy will be here in a minute Rachael, okay?" He replied, giving the little girl a smile. She certainly had Paige's stubbornness.
"No!" She bellowed, closing her eyes in concentration as a shiver ran down her spine.
Jason rolled his eyes, hoping Charlotte did not inherit that Halliwell trait, but his thought train was suddenly broken as he felt a burst of cold wash up his arm. He turned to look at his niece, who was beaming at herself as she shot ice up Jason's arm. His black shirtsleeve was suddenly covered in frost and as the entrepreneur yanked his hand away, he noticed the purple frost bite marks appearing on his fingers.
"Oopsie dasies…" Rachael giggled as she toddled happily down the stairs.
"Oh thank goodness your powers are passive, angel." He whispered to his sleeping daughter, rubbing his ice coated arm on the side of his torso in a bid to warm it.
In the attic Mark was having a hard time convincing Prue and Laura to leave the room. The eldest cousin stood firmly at her father's feet, arms folded across her chest and her dark eyes were glaring at her uncle, who was trying to chaperone her from the attic.
"I'm stayin'." She said firmly, "I'm a big girl!"
"Prue." Leo warned in an authorative voice, one which he only used in dire situations.
"Laura is getting to stay! That's not fair!"
"No she's not." Paige said with an apologetic look towards Laura, "Pixie, please go downstairs with Daddy."
"But Mommy…" Paige gave her daughter a 'no buts' look, but Laura continued, knowing that if she gave her mother the 'puppy dog eyes' she could get away with murder. "I wants to stay with Uncle Andy!"
"Pixie, go." The youngest charmed one spoke firmly, but averted her gaze, knowing her daughter would give her the eyes, "No more 'buts' young lady."
"Okay… I'll race ya Prue!"
As the two stubborn little girls orbed out of the attic, Laura taking her father with her, everyone but Andy stood with an amused expression on their face. 'Uncle Andy'? He liked the sound of that. Laura was definitely a cutie, but the one Halliwell he had been set on meeting was the small boy who had inherited his name. However, it appeared that little Andy was missing and Prue knew something about his whereabouts.
"Prue?" Piper's voice cut through the ex-cop's chain of thought and he jerked his head upwards, hoping to here information about the small boy. "What are you looking for?"
Prue sighed sorrowfully and looked up from the ancient book, having found the spell she needed to find her nephew. "This." She stated simply, not knowing what else to say. She held up the Book of Shadows and watched everyone's jaws drop as they read the page's title. Printed in bold across the page was: 'to summon the dead'.
AN- I thought this was an appropriate cutting place! The next chapter may be a little shorter than this, but we'll see! I don't know if I'll be able to post it on Sunday because my Family and I are going on holiday to London (YAY!) next weekend and I don't know what time I'll get home. But for now chickadees, I bid you farewell! Oh, and Happy Easter! Please review (Only one more until I get to 100:D)
PS. I was thinking about dividing this story up, because what I have planned out is gonna take a hell of a long time and maybe I could make it four separate stories. Tell me what you think, and if the name of the story changes then it means I have decided to divide it up! Toodles x