Disclaimer: Unfortunately I don't own Charmed...
Eternal Drew Lover: hehe, you changed your name! It suits you! You can't have Holly's initials now...Yeah......I was lost, that's why I'm...well....you'll see what I'm doing... I'm writing it differently to how you suggested cause, basically-you were the only person who said what to do, and I felt I could write much better with the more angsty stuff...
Chelle: I understand, but basically I wrote this before I knew that Piper died when Chris was 14-and as this is a semi-AU, it doesn't really matter about that. The ages would be different if I'd known That Piper died when Chris was 14-but I like my story as it is, and am not going to change it, just because of what happened after writing this...
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"No...Chris, I won't go back! You can't make me...I WON'T GO BACK THERE! NOT TO HIM! Please, Chris don't..." Melinda pleaded with her brother-tears welling in her eyes- as she was told that since she couldn't really help out should go back to the future...
"Look...Mel, I know you hate it there as much as I do, but-you HAVE to...you can't stay here, or it'll mess up the whole time line..." Chris argued.
"Who cares about the damn timeline?!?! It's screwed up anyway...Wyatt shouldn't be evil...here he's a sweet innocent baby...there's more chance of saving him if I stay..."
"No, Mel, you have to go."
"Fine! But I don't like this plan...not one bit." She said crossing her arms firmly and pursing her lips, glaring at her older brother acting younger then she normally would do.
"Chris, Mellie? What's going on up here?" Piper asked softly as she opened the attic door.
"We've just decided that Mel should go back to the future..."
"Already?" Piper said sounding disappointed.
Mel's POV:
I nodded as I hugged her for what I knew would probably be the last time.
"I don't want to...but you know how Chris is like...it's the whole 'if you stay, you'll mess up the whole timeline'...I'm sure it's already messed up though. But I have to go...Wish I could stay though; I'm gonna miss ya Mom. I love you!" I said hugging her real tight, never wanting to let go knowing that she wouldn't be in the future when I got there. I squeezed my eyes shut, blinking back th tears threatening to spill...
Within moments she'd stepped back; "Whatever happens, know that I'll always love you...you're gonna do me proud, my baby girl..." Mom said, it was almost as though she still couldn't quite believe that I was hers. "Wait here," She said turning out of the room and running down the stairs.
After she left, one tear fell...one single, salty tear sliding down my cheek- then with in seconds they were coming in torrents.
"Chris...please..." I begged looking him in those green eyes, that were once again full of love and life-as they'd been many years ago, unlike the last time, when they were cold and steely. "Please...don't make me..." I pleaded, the tears still flowing as I now cried into my hands, sliding to the floor.
I looked up at Chris once again, and saw pain and indecision in his eyes.
"I'm sorry Mel...I REALLY am, I wish we didn't have to do this...YOU don't deserve to be sent back there-not to him...heck no-one does...but you know...this has to be done, it's the right thing." I heard his voice say as he wrapped his arms round me, in that protective big brotherly way of his, that always made me feel safer.
"But, how can it be the right thing, when it feels so wrong?" I asked.
"I don't know, I really don't know Mel."
A short while later, Mom reappeared with Dad, Paige, and Phoebe behind her.
"You're really going back then?" Phoebe asked.
"Yeah," I said nodding.
"We're gonna miss ya kid," said Paige, as she came up and hugged me. I relished the chance in hugging my aunts, as Phoebe came up and joined the hug.
"You'll see me in the not so far away future..."
"Yeah...but you're loooooooads younger than Chris and Wyatt...you won't even say roughly how many years till you're born?" Phoebe asked hammering me for more info.
"Sorry...you'll just have to wait and see..."
"Okay, stop hogging our daughter," I heard Mom say as Phoebe and Paige stepped back.
I stepped towards Dad first. I quickly embraced him, almost feeling five again; it was the same kinda hug he'd give me after Mom had...gone, to tell me things would work out. "Love ya...Dad, keep fighting for her...you'll win, eventually," I whispered into his ear so that no-one else could hear. When I stepped back he grinned at me, "Thank you...thank you for everything, I love you too."
Last, but not least I moved on to Mom, we clung to each other for what seemed like minutes...
"Oh, Mel, my baby, you've only been here a matter of hours...but still, already I love you so much. What are we going to do without you?"
"You'll get past it...just wait...the boys'll keep you busy for a while..." I said smiling...then I leaned closer, and whispered; "Don't tell 'those two' I said this...but...see you in around ten years..." I gave Mom one last hug, as she kissed my forehead.
"I love you baby, always..."
"I love you too mom..."I mentally add 'more than you know'.
After a minute, I was standing by the book, as ready to go 'home' as I'd ever be. By now, both Mom and me were letting the tears fall. Not taking my eyes off of her, Chris hugged me and said "See ya soon sis."
Within seconds of Chris, I think it was, chanting the spell to send me home, I felt my head spin, as my body felt heavy, my vision was even more blurred and by the time the spinning sensation had stopped I felt like I might throw-up. The second the awful, sickening spinning sensation stopped I fell to my knees and clutched my stomach. Man, do I hate time travel...
I looked up and around me...I realised I was back in the attic...but it looked so different from when I saw it just seconds before. It was virtually empty, and anything that was there was just parts of my former life... A tonne of weights came crashing down on me as I realised that none of my aunts were here...nor was Dad...or Mom. I was back in my awful world with no- one to turn too...here I couldn't even turn to Wyatt. Once, once I'd looked up to him...he was the big brother that both Chris and I had admired...until he turned... Now, for now I'm all alone, or at least until Chris decides to return. And my family...They'd be turning in their graves if they knew what had happened to our family.
After an age of staring at the spot where Mom and Dad had stood I finally stood up-feeling weak on my legs, I went down to my old room and curled up on the bed, and cried myself to sleep.
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Hope y'all liked the chapter...next chapter, will hopefully be longer...And I don't know how many more there will be...probably not many...