Summer. It's great, isn't it? Thanks for the reviews guys! I'm trying to push some more excitement into the story, but I can't seem to get my ideas out onto paper. I have my basic outline and such all figured out, but just writing the in-betweens seem to be giving me a hard time. The reviews help motivate me, though, so thanks again! I know a lot of you have questions and I understand that this might be getting a bit confusing, but hopefully they'll be answered in the next few chapters, if not this one. Here's the next chapter kiddos.

Disclaimer: Me not the owner of Charmed

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Remembrance

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

The other figure slowly lowered his own hood. He sat down next to his younger brother, propping his elbow onto his shoulder. He ran his hands tiredly through his soft, chestnut colored hair, repeatedly opening and closing his green eyes slowly.

"Yeah… but then, wouldn't that include us, Jace?"

Jason stared intently at his brother for a while before turning and leaning back against the tree.

"I suppose so… I suppose so…" His eyes glossed over slightly as he recalled the days events.

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(Flashback… or flash-forward… or… whatever… time travel is tricky…)

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"Danny? What the hell are you doing?" Jason asked as he entered the attic of the Halliwell manor.

The elder sibling's neck snapped up, surprised at the sound of a voice. Upon seeing who the sound belonged to, he went back to stirring the contents of his bowl.

"What are you doing up, Jace?" He grumbled. "It's three in the morning. You should be sleeping-"

"Me! You shouldn't be up right now either, let alone making potions!"

Danny set the stirring rod down, slightly agitated.

"Look, I don't know if you've realized, but Mike and Rainy are gone," he said.

"…What?" Jason took a step back in disbelief.

"Yeah, you know how they were saying they were gonna try going back in time, back to our grandparents? Well, guess what, they did. In fact, they just left half an hour ago, while Uncle Wyatt and Aunt Arin are still asleep."

"You mean they don't know yet?"

"No, and I don't think they will. The spell that I think they used makes it so time in the present passes by a lot slower than time in their destination. Of course, if you keep talking so loud, they'll probably wake up and basically eat us for doing this without telling them."

Jason blushed and toned his volume down.

"Sorry."

He walked over to Danny's side of the table, trying to sort out the information he had just received.

"So wait, why did they want to go back again? It wasn't so they could find out how to-" Jason inquired, but he was quickly interrupted.

"Yes. That's exactly why they went… which is why we need to get them back. They might think they know what they're doing, but if they make one wrong move all the way back then in our grandparent's time, they could accidentally wipe out our entire existence. Who knows what they'll try to change in the past..."

"Oh," Jace said quietly. His older brother looked over at his sullen face and placed a comforting hand on his head, ruffling his hair.

"I know you've heard Uncle Wyatt say it many times and… dad… even more times… back then." Danny's voice softened to a barely audible whisper. "Everything happens for a reason… They can't just go altering history, going and changing anything they want… not even death."

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Wyatt had been successful in regaining the ownership of the Halliwell Manor after years of hard work. He had needed it too, not only for himself, but for his entire family. Arin first walked into his life as he bussed the dirty tables of a local restaurant. Luck so had it that she was also a young witch, trying to find her foothold in life. The typical romance scenario then took place, as the two magical beings fell in love and bore two children later in their life.

The apartment that he and Chris lived in became too overcrowded, with Chris's own two kids taking up most of the room. They decided that it was time they moved back, putting back the protective walls that had been their childhood for their own kids.

Chris had been struggling as a single parent. The mother of his children had died giving birth to their second son. The move back into the manor came as a welcoming relief to him, knowing that Jason and Danny would live a happier life there… even if their father was to disappear from their lives in the near future. It was strange, but Chris himself felt that his days were numbered. His intuitive side never let that feeling go, all the way to his death…

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"Whatchu' got there?" Jason asked, pointing at the sheet of paper sitting beside the brewing pot.

"That's our spell to get to the twins. And this," Danny grinned at the two vials he had just filled up, "is a little somethin' somethin' to help us get them back."

Jace looked at the strangely colored liquids in confusion.

"And they do… what?"

"This potion I made will temporarily give us both the ability to throw energy balls. We can't go using our own powers to get them back since they'll be able to recognize us. And you know Mike and Rainy, they'd never come back with us cooperatively."

"But wait," Jason said, anxious and concerned, "we're not going to be hurting them or anything, are we?"

"These energy balls shouldn't be able to hurt them that much… I think…" Danny blinked a couple of times and shrugged. "Oh well, they're strong. They can withstand it. Oh yea, put on this cloak too." He smiled and took two cloaks out from beneath the table, handing one to Jace along with a vial.

"Put that on and drink this after we say the spell. It should last for a couple of hours, but hopefully we won't need it for that long…" Danny mumbled.

He grabbed the spell, holding it out so both of them could clearly read it, while Jason struggled into his hooded apparel.

"You ready?" He asked.

"Wait, we're going now!" Jason exclaimed.

Suddenly, from downstairs a series of footsteps could be heard thumping rhythmically towards the attic.

"Boys? You up there?" Their uncle called groggily.

Clamping his brother's mouth shut, he whispered quietly. "Yea, we're going now."

"Through time and space and years gone past,

The place our cousins walked through last,

Take us there and then we ought,

To drop exactly on their spot."

Wyatt cracked open the door to an empty room.

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"Shouldn't they be here?" Jason asked anxiously as the two brothers trudged through the abundance of leaves, weaving in and out between the trees.

"They should be… I sense them around here somewhere," Danny replied, casually glancing all around him. It was a beautiful place. It was pity that he didn't have the time and sit back and enjoy it.

As he continued leading through the forest, two familiar figures came into his view.

"Ah, there they are," he smiled, but quickly stopped in his tracks as he noticed two other strangers in the area, their backs turned to him.

"What are they doing here?" He wondered allowed. This wasn't making his job any easier. He had to get them out of the picture for now. He quickly threw an energy ball at the pair, causing one of them to fly backwards into a tree.

"Oops… maybe these are a bit stronger than I thought," he silently mouthed to Jace. "We have to get them apart."

Danny threw another energy ball at the twins, but this time trying his hardest to tone down the strength of the projectile. Apparently it worked, seeing as how his cousin simply froze it with a slight flick of his wrist. He decided it was time to get serious and stepped out of the forest with Jason right beside him.

"We came to get what we needed and we're not leaving empty handed," Danny spoke out, but near the end of his statement, he felt his heart jump up into his throat. The two men had looked up at them briefly and it wasn't hard for him to recognize who they were: Uncle Wyatt and… "Dad," he gasped inaudibly.

Jace turned to look at him and mouthed a questioning "What?"

Frantically hoping that his younger brother hadn't noticed what he had, Danny tried diverting his attention, but his voice could hardly escape his drying throat.

"I'll take care of these two. Get the twins and get out of here!" He yelled hoarsely as he started running towards Chris and Wyatt.

His dad and uncle quickly scrambled to their feet, shouting "Run!" as they began sprinting down the path with Danny hot on their trail.

He didn't like leaving his fifteen year old brother to deal with their cousins, but he knew that seeing their dad wouldn't be good for him right now, at all. Plus, Jace had to deal with the pestering of their cousins constantly being the only person younger than them in the household. He'd manage.

He continued running after Chris and Wyatt, his heart wrenching with every step. Seeing his dad alive should have made him happy, but this scenario was anything but enjoyable. Silent tears brimmed at his eyes, flying into the back of his hood as he continued his chase.

He really had no idea why he was chasing them, actually. He had already succeeded in separating them from the twins. Not thinking things through and not really planning was a character flaw of his. He did things on a whim.

His mind didn't process the skidding of his feet until his face was only inches from his dads. His throat clenched up again in an instant as his own startling green eyes met Chris's. As his father waved, grinning, and began to orb away, he regained control of his legs and leapt forward, yelling "Wait!"

He fell through the orbs and onto his knees, surprised at the words that suddenly came out of his mouth.

"Don't leave me again."

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DUN DUN DUNNNNNN. Yea, I know this chapter didn't really progress the main plot much, but I hope you still enjoyed it! I wanted to do a different point of view for this chapter. I'm kind of stumped on what to do next. Maybe some reviews will jog my train of thought, or I'll never be able to think of something…. cough

-J