AN: Yei, I'm so gald that you liked my not so dark chapter! I've never actually wrote one before... Aaaanyways. Keep reading and reviewing!

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Chapter seven: Going on with the plan

"Leo! Wyatt! Chris! Dinner!" Piper yelled from the kitchen. All three orbed down so fast that Piper thought were they afraid they were gonna be left without food if they didn't. "Hey, hey! Slow down, there's enough for everyone!" she said when Wyatt and Chris started to take food like there was no tomorrow.

"Oh, no there's not! Once Wy starts to eat, there's no way to stop him", Chris said and put three potatoes on his plate.

"Hah hah, very funny!" Wyatt said.

"Well, it's true!" Chris said, his mouth already full. "Right, Dad?"

""I'm not getting in the middle of this!" Leo said, consentrating on the food.

"Dad! Back me up a little bit here!" Chris said as Wyatt smirked at him.

"Uh... what am I suppose to say?" Leo asked.

"Thay Wyatt does eat more than ordinary people!"

"Well, I wouldn't know about that... I haven't really payed attention. Maybe a little..." Leo said, not taking either ones side. Wyatt stung his tongue out at Chris, making everyone at the table laugh.

Chris felt weird. This was all so... normal. But it wasn't suppose to be this way! This didn't feel real but not like a memory either. It was something from between. Chris knew for fact that this dinner had never taken place and still he had no control of what he said and did. Was it possible that this was in the future? No... It didn't make any sense, everyone looked the same. Wyatt had the same clothes on as on the day they left... The day they left, that's it! This dinner would have happened if Wyatt and Chris hadn't gone to the past. But why was he here, or was this just a dream? Something was going to happen... something big.

"Chris, honey?"

"Huh?" Chris shook his head out of his thoughts.

"Would you pass the milk?" Piper asked.

"Sure, Mom. Here you..."

Suddenly all the windows slammed open and the cold, hard wind came inside. The air turned so cold that Chris could see his breath. What in the world...? Without warning two fireballs appeared from nowhere. One of them hit Piper to the chest, one of them missed Chris by half of an inch.

"PIPER!" Leo yelled in horror and tried to go his wife but before he reached her, a darklighter arrow hit him in the stomach.

"DAD!" Wyatt and Chris shouted together. Oh God, oh God... Chris's mind went through every single demon in the Book of Shadows and none of them was able to make fireballs or darklighter arrows appear from nowhere. Thsi had to be something else. Something way more powerful.

"Chris, DOWN!" Wyatt suddenly yelled. Chris didn't even think, he just did what Wyatt told him to do. He saw from the corner of his eye how Wyatt treid to stop a fireball but never succeed. It hit Wyatt causing him to fall down, not moving.

"NOOOO!" Chris yelled. He looked from his Mom, to his Dad and to Wyatt, his mind yelling terrible things to God, or whoever that was up there. This wasn't happening, this couldn't be happening...

Wait a second... it wasn't happening! This was just a dream, the never had this dinner. Once Chris would wake up he would find Wyatt on the next couch, snoring lightly. Chris didn't move from his spot but his eyes fixed on Wyatt's bloody body. Even if he knew now that this wasn't true, tears made their way into Chris's eyes. He didn't dare to look at his parents again, fearing that he would break down completely. He had to get out! He had to wake up. Now!

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Chris woke up, swetting and breathing hard. He put his hand through his hair and thought about the dream he had just had. Now that he was awake he knew what it was about: That would happen, his family would die, if they didn't stop Paige's baby from growing up.

"Chris? Are you okay?"

Chris sat up and saw Wyatt in the livingroom doorway, holding a cup of coco in his hands.

"What time it is?" Chris asked as he rubbed his eyes with his left hand.

"About 2 am", Wyatt answered and sat on his couch. "So are you okay?"

"Yeah... I'm fine. Just a nightmare. A horrible one..." Chris said and fell back to his pillows. "What're you doing up, anyway?"

"Couldn't sleep. I miss my bed..."

"You've slept on that couch for two months and now you're starting to miss your bed?"

Yes, two months. Two monts of trying to convince Paige that his child was evil, two months of pointless searching for the baby's father, two months of trying to figure out what their parents were hiding. Since they obviously were hiding something.

"Yes, now. Cuz tonight I couldn't sleep and I finally realised just how uncomfortable this couch is!" Wyatt said and took a sip of his coco.

"We can change if you want", Chris suggested.

"What difference would it make? Your couch is just like mine!"

"Oh, yeah. You're right..." Chris started to feel like people should at 2 am: very tired. But the images from his nightmare were still flashing in his mind like a film without a sound and he was afraid that it would come back if he fell asleep. He didn't want to go through that again...

"We need a plan..."

"Well, that is something I didn't know", Wyatt said sarcastically. "But I think we should make the plan when you're totally awake", he added, seeing Chris's unfocused eyes.

"What? No, I'm awake. Just thinking... would it make any difference if we found the demon that raped Paige? I don't think he would be able to tell us anything that we don't already know."

"It wouldn't cought us off-guard. He said he would be back", Wyatt said.

"Yeah, but it's been two months. Over two months! I think we should try to find a way to kill the baby", Chris said..

"Right... and would you remind me again what we've been doing for these last two months. Ciz I don't seem to remember, you see... I was under impression that that is exactly what we've been doing."

"I'm serious, Wy!" Chris said loudly. "Mom, Dad and aunt Phoebe can look for the demon if they want but we should drop that and focuse on the baby! We have to kill it as soon as we can, when we still have the chance!"

"Woah, okay! Calm down. And tell me what that nightmare was about cuz it really has freaked you out. Another visit from the other you?"

Chris shook his head, no. "Much worse. I don't wanna talk about it..."

"Well, if you're planning to just let this go, forget it. You don't have nightmares, it just not your thing! So would you please tell me what this one was about?"

"No."

"Chris."

"Wyatt."

The boys looked at each other for what seemed like two hours 'til Wyatt sighed.

"Whatever. Try to get some more sleep or you'll get shadows under your eyes", Wyatt said and put the cup down. Then he hit his pillow to be as comfortable as possible and lied down. It didn't take more than two minutes before Chris heard the familiar light snoring.

Chris sighed. He didn't like keeping secrets from Wyatt. Hell, he didn't like to have secrets from anyone of his family. But being Chris's bigbrother gave Wyatt the amazing power to brake Chris's sheild and Chris would tell him everything that was on his mind.

"It will happen again", Chris thought. "He will make me tell. But until then, this is my problem to handle."

Chris fell back into uneasy sleep. He woke up a total of five times after having the same nightmare over and over again. What scared him the most, is that after everytime the flashes in his head lasted longer.

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AN: Okay... Well, that was chapter seven. I hoped you liked it. It will take a while 'til I update again, I have a lot of stuff to do... You know, before school starts again kinda stuff since it's only a little but iver a week 'til my school starts again. :( Well, anyway, review! Make me feel like I'm in Disneyland!

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