Hey guys, I'm back now and anxious to get some chapters out… somehow. Thanks for the reviews and advice guys, it's really nice to know that people enjoy what I've written. Anyway, here comes the next installment.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything directly related to charmed and such.

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Out

Having realized that most of the entertaining stores and places to hang out in San Francisco had yet to be built, Mike and Rainy thought that the park would be a more enjoyable place to be. It was an incredibly beautiful day, much brighter than the slightly polluted future. The twins walked the brush covered trail, staring up in awe at the purest version of San Francisco they had ever witnessed. Golden, honey glazed rays of sunlight splashed across the fiery autumn leaves, displaying a splendor of warm, welcoming shades. Sturdy oaks grew tall, standing guard of their precious environment.

The boys walked over to a wooden bench situated on the eastern edges of a small path that circled a gigantic oak. Mike took a seat while his brother stood admiring a family of citrus trees waving in the distance. The fruits radiated in the sunlight as they bobbed lazily in the win. Rainy's silky golden bangs calmly flowed in the soothing breeze as he sighed happily. He took a seat next to Mikey and the two of them silently turned to stare at the crimson giant looming in the distance. The sun reflected magically off the glossy Golden Gate bridge, the luminous sky and the iridescent waves creating an adequate background to the structure.

The brothers couldn't help but glare jealously at God's glorious painting.

"Well, this is so much better than our own Golden Gate National Park," Rainy stated, gazing in to the distant.

"Yeah…" mumbled Mike, "A lot better."

He was quietly content with having missed his mark in time traveling. It had given them a chance to experience a brighter aspect of the past, a time that wasn't as depressing as the one he had left. He sighed softly. He hadn't yet revealed their true intentions in trying to find their grandparents to their dad or uncle yet. But it wasn't like they had been given the chance to, being shooed out like flies.

He sat back against the bench and closed his eyes, trying to forget about what was currently going through his mind. Through his closed eyelids, he suddenly noticed something brightening the area. He opened his eyes and looked over at Rainy, who was staring with interest at a spot a few feet in front of them. A jingling caught his attention as a swirl of blue and white lights grew more intense, causing the two of them to rise to their feet. In less than a second, their uncle was stepping towards them.

"Mikey, Rainy, you guys okay?" He asked, gripping the two twins by their shoulders. Wyatt rushed after Chris, a franticly confused look on his face.

"You gonna tell me what's going on now or not?" He more so commanded than asked. He grabbed his younger brother's arm, turning him around to face him.

Chris replied slightly agitated, "Premonition."

"Oh." Wyatt let go, a bit surprised as his brother's attitude.

"It was kind of weird, though…" Chris said with a calmer sorry about that tone, causing his sibling to look back at him with interest. "It seemed much realer than any of my other premonitions."

His nephews stood in the shade, slightly dumfounded and still unaware of what was going on.

"But it seems like you guys are okay right now," Chris said, taking a look around and squinting in the sunlight. He blinked a couple of times in the brightness. His eyes were still slightly red.

"Um," Rainy mumbled, looking around him, "yeah, I think we are…" He turned to look at Mike, seeing if his confusion would be reflected in his brother. He could see a curious gleam in his companion's eyes as he opened his mouth to speak.

"Wait, we were in your premonition?" Mikey asked.

"Yeah," Chris said, recollecting his vision. "You two were being chased by some, I dunno, demon looking things. They were wearing some black hooded cloak or something." He tried to illustrate what he had seen with his hands, causing Mikey to cock his right eyebrow up in an umm…okay expression. Chris didn't take notice of it and continued on with a more serious tone.

"I don't know why they were after you, but you two were getting a serious beating."

The twins looked at each other, Rainy's face clearly surprised. They didn't like to brag, but in their time, they were pretty powerful compared to most of the other witches and demons in the area. It probably had something to do with being the sons of the twice blessed wonder-child Wyatt Halliwell. It was strange that anything in the past could have given them a "serious beating."

"Don't look so surprised," Chris said as if reading their minds. "Anyway, we should get you guys back to our apartment before anything happens. We need to continue our little chat anyway."

Wyatt, who had been standing quietly in the back, taking all of this in alongside the twins, nodded naturally, though he was still unsure of the situation. He was never one to fully grasp a concept in one go. Apparently this trait transferred over to his kids in the future.

Taking his brother by the shoulder as the four of them prepared to orb home, he noticed something strange out of the corner of his eyes. His eyes widened, as he turned into an oncoming, slightly different-from-normal-looking energy ball. Letting go of Chris he quickly threw his hands out in front of him, trying to form a force field in time, but the deadly projectile was flying too fast. It crashed into him at full force, pushing him back into the air.

"Wyatt!" Chris yelled as he turned to see his brother flying into the oak centerpiece.

"Uh oh, Mikey…" Rainy said as another energy ball came flying towards them. Chris, unsure of what to do with attacks coming from both sides, watched as his other nephew smirked and casually flicked his wrist, causing the attacking sphere to freeze in time. Seeing that the twins could fend for themselves for the moment, Chris ran over to where Wyatt lay cringing.

"Ouch," the fallen Halliwell muttered, rubbing the back of his head. His younger brother placed an arm around his back, helping him to his feet. The two brothers snapped their heads up as a distinct voice appeared behind them.

"What are they doing here…" a figure standing in the midst of the forest said, his voice not all too sinister. Another cloaked person stepped out from behind a tree and stared at Chris and Wyatt. The strangers' faces were hidden in the shadows of their hood, keeping their identity secret from the four Halliwell boys.

"Wait a minute, Rainy, doesn't that guy sound familiar to you?" Mike asked.

"Now that you mention it, he kind of sounds like- WHOA!" Before Rainy could complete his statement, another energy ball came flying, causing the twins to dive out of the way.

"We came to get what we needed and we're not leaving empty handed," the second cloaked figure said, stepping out of the woods. "I'll take care of these two. Get the twins and get out of here!" The other guy nodded and started towards the boys.

Chris called out to Mike and Rainy as the hooded enemy rushed towards him and Wyatt.

"Run!" He and Wyatt began sprinting down the trail, their attacker only steps behind them.

Watching their dad and uncle disappearing into the distance, Rainy turned nervously to look at the oncoming figure. He was in the way of their escape route.

"You got this, kid. Just blast him out of the way and we'll be home free," Mike said from his side.

"What! Why can't you just, you know, fling him out of the way?"

Mikey smirked and patted his brother on the back.

"'Cause I'm annoying and want to see what you can do."

Rainy grumbled at his brother's stubbornness and closed his eyes.

"Alright, let's see if this works."

With a flick of his hands, the bench they had been sitting on just minutes ago burst into splinters, causing the stranger to stop in his tracks. However, he started towards them again in a second, this time with an energy ball in his hands.

"Come on guys, I don't want to hurt you…" The hooded figure mumbled.

"Psh, yeah right," Mike said, letting out a nervous laugh. He tuned his voice down and whispered into Rainy's ear, "Kinda missed there, bud… and he's getting kind of close."

"Alright, alright! Jeez…"

The taller brother closed his eyes again and shot his hands out, this time, thankfully hitting his mark. The stranger spun sideways from the impact and hit the ground hard.

"Aha! Nice shot!"

Grabbing Rainy's sleeve, Mike led the two past the groaning figure on the floor and ran out into the trees. As Rainy ran past the stranger, he noticed an odd familiarity about the guy.

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Chris and Wyatt had been running through the fallen autumn leaves for only a few minutes when a sudden thought popped into the older siblings mind.

"Uh, hey Chris," Wyatt said in between breaths. "Why are we running from this one guy? The two of us should easily be able to beat him." His little brother smiled with an intellectual gleam in his eyes.

"Well, right now, we're just buying them time having to only deal with one bad guy, which I'm sure they can handle fine judging from what I've seen of their powers. Plus, you were plowed down by just one energy ball. Shouldn't it be clear that this guy's a bit stronger than you think?"

"Oh… right," Wyatt mumbled. Before he realized that he was being made fun of, he was pulled to a halt.

Chris turned around to face their adversary who skidded to a stop inches away from them. The young man with the piercing green eyes smiled and waved as he and Wyatt disappeared in a swirl of lights.

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Mike and Rainy stood panting, their heads down and hands rested against a tree.

"You think we got far enough away?" Rainy asked.

"Yeah, I think so. I don't know why we ran. We could have taken him," Mikey said with a mischievous smile.

"Well, Uncle Chris said-"

"Ah, it's just Uncle Chris. You know he's-"

"He's what?"

Mikey froze and turned to face Chris and Wyatt. His uncle stood there glaring down at him with arms crossed across his chest. Wyatt was silently laughing in the back.

"Er, you-you-you're, um, a good lookin' guy I must say," Mikey stuttered, slightly out of his normal quick witted character.

Wyatt couldn't help but let out a chuckle at the awkwardness of the situation. Here he was, having just escaped from some powerful enemy, watching his 16 year old future son complementing his brother on his looks. The previous dangers seemed to have dissipated from everyone's mind.

"Daaad, stop laughing at me," Mikey moaned. He turned to look at his brother who was cracking up beside him. "You shut up Rainy." The laughing twin put his arm around his brother's shoulder.

"You're just too cute," Rainy said in a mocking voice.

Chris's earlier scowl broke into a grin as he a placed hand on each of their shoulders.

"Let's get back, then." The three of them orbed out with Wyatt closely following, his laughs still audible in the wind.

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Walking heavily back up the trail, the stranger who had chased after Chris and Wyatt met back with his partner, who sat against the trunk of a tree. The one sitting down looked up at the approaching figure and sighed, pulling his hood down to reveal a head of bright copper hair and stunning hazel eyes.

"Uncle Wyatt sure knows how to raise some stubborn kids."

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TADA. Chapter 5 in all its glory. Sorry about the long wait guys, turns out I didn't have much time for writing these past few weeks. I'm happy to say I had loads of fun out of the states for a while though. Anyway, hope you guys enjoyed and remember to review review review!

-J