Chapter Twelve

Halliwell Manor

Chris tore through the house like a tornado; ripping pictures, destroying antiques and punching walls.

"It has to be here! The bloody sword can be no where else!" He swung his arm wide and toppled the antique grandfather clock. He waved his other arm and destroyed the curio cabinet. He never spared a glance at the destruction he was causing.

"If I can just get the sword then I will be able to break through Wyatt's protection spell on the igloo and reclaim my wife and baby."

'Stop wasting time destroying this place! Use your senses, if you still have ay that is.'

Chris stopped dead in his tracks as commanded. He used what little empathic abilities he possessed to try and locate the sword. He scanned far and wide pushing and pushing his mind until panting and mindful of the explosions behind his eyes he dropped to the floor exhausted.

'Well?'

"He's cloaked it. I can't get a reading at all."

'Then it's time you went back to retrieve your little wife. Perhaps your brother will trade his destiny for her and the baby?'

"I'll need the sword to do it!"

'Ridiculous! You have all the power you need at your finger tips.'

Chris stared down at his hands, turning them over slowly.

'If you use your head for something other than a hat rack, we might be able to coax her out of there.'

Chris cocked his head to the side in thought. He nodded in agreement to himself and then left the demolished manor in a cloud of grey and black orbs.

Chapter Thirteen

Antarctica

Bianca lay sleeping with Athena, nestled snuggly in her arms. The two of them slept sounding on the comfy down of jewel colored pillows. The warmth of the igloo was wrapping itself around them like a security blanket. Peacefully ignorant of the killer cold outside, mother and daughter lightly snored. It had been hours since Chris had attempted to kill them and Bianca's subconscious was grateful for the rest.

Cole shimmered in quietly, having sensed their sleeping. He move to lay a comforting hand on Bianca in order to shimmer them out, when the igloo started to shake back and forth.

Bianca awoke suddenly to the sight of an unknown man hovering over her and Athena. She rolled away instantly shielding the baby with one arm, as she fired an energy ball with the other.

The foundation of the igloo started lifting as cold air began to rush in. Cole dodged Bianca's energy ball easily and held his hands up to her. He had to yell to be heard above the noise growing around them.

"I'm not here to hurt you! I'm here to help! Wyatt sent me!"

Bianca looked at him distrustfully, but had no time to argue before the entire igloo lifted off its foundation and sailed through the air. The next moment was a blur as she was hit full in the face with a gust of cold wind that knocked the breath out of her.

Chris stood smugly in front of them. Cole watched as Chris dropped the igloo about a hundred yards from Bianca in the snowy wilderness from lightning emanating from the palms of his hands. Concerned for Bianca and the baby Cole dove to shield their bodies with his.

Before Chris turned his gaze back to his wife, Cole had shimmered Bianca and the baby out.

"Damnit! Who was that man!" Chris screamed his frustration to the heavens. "I will find you Bianca! And when I do . . ." He left the threat hanging as he orbed away in disgust.

Chapter Fourteen

Up There

"Oh my God! Did you see that?" Phoebe was riveted to the wall of water. She turned to her sisters in complete amazement.

"Did you see Cole? He saved them!" She gleefully jumped and danced in place clapping her hands.

"I told you guys that spell would work. I knew he would hear me."

Piper rose from her place at the table and wrapped an arm around Phoebe and smiled.

"Of course he would honey. He hasn't stopped loving you. He hasn't gotten over his loss."

Phoebe hugged Piper hard. "I never thought I would say this, but I'm so happy he hasn't gotten over me. I think that's why the spell worked so well."

Prue and Paige were grinning from the table. The two of them had their heads together over a map, some crystals, a few herbs and several hand written spells.

The next instant, all four women jerked their heads up as someone knocked on the door. They each looked at the others silently wondering who it could be.

With a wave of her arm and a quick chant of a well used spell, Paige hid everything from sight as Prue walked to the door. She looked back once more to make sure everything was in order before swinging the door wide in greeting.

"Rembrandt! How nice to see you." Prue stated dryly.

Rembrandt cut an imposing entrance as he glided past Prue while taking stock of the room and its occupants. He cocked one incredulous eyebrow at Paige before turning back to address Prue.

"You do know that the practice of witchcraft is strictly forbidden here." He stated grandly.

Prue schooled her features in complete innocence. "Of course we do Rembrandt. What would make you think that we have forgotten?"

Rembrandt studied Prue for a moment before answering. "Nothing in particular. Just some rumblings amongst the others; general complaints." He furrowed his brow. "We are all aware of the circumstances surrounding your earth bound family. It is most unfortunate, but we have to remember that we can not intervene." He turned and stared at Piper for a moment before gliding back out the door.

"That attitude is the exact reason we ended up here like . . . this!" Paige was gesticulating and pacing murderously in her fury. "Not intervene! Ha! Why I outta show them some intervention!" Paige threw her hands up in disgust and sat heavily in the nearest chair as she grumbled to herself. "That old geezer, he wouldn't know a good intervention if it hit him in the face."

Prue closed and locked the door. She turned to Paige laughing. "Good God Paige! I do not want to get on your bad side . . . ever."

They all laughed at that.

"We have to be a little more careful up here. What we really need is to be summoned."

"How in the world are we going to be able to get them to summon us?" Piper threw her hands up in despair. "You know we used to summon Grams and Mom at the drop of a hat, but do they ever try to contact us? Hell no!" Piper crossed her arms as she took a seat.

"Well, I for one say we work on a spell to get ourselves down there and fast." Prue took her seat using telekinesis to pull the parchment and quill toward her.

"You guys? I know exactly how we can get them to summon us?" Phoebe turned away from the wall of water and approached the table. "My spell. It's perfect. It's already proven that it works. All we need to do is get Cole to tell Wyatt to summon us and then we are home free." She looked around the table. "Well, you know what I mean."

"Sounds good to me, I'll keep an eye on the elders. You all get started." Paige jumped up and headed for the door.

"The first thing I'm going to do, after we save our family, is find a nice guy to spend a whole night worshipping."

"Good lord Paige, is that all you think about?" Piper shook her head.

"Nope, I really miss chocolate and potato chips too." With that she left the room.

"She's not right you know?" Prue nodded toward the door.

"Yeah, we know." Phoebe shook her head as she gathered her spell and the crystals. "She does have a point though."