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A Charmed Story - Part Three:
Double Demons
Chapter 1
Chris was lying on the floor in the living room playing with little Wyatt. They were laughing a lot and frolicking around.
Cole watched that scene from the sofa. Then he shook his head: "Unbelievable..."
"What?" Chris asked still playing with the boy.
"To see you so hilariously playing with the kid, and not worrying about something."
Chris rose smiling.
"Three months ago you were worried about your brother, then you were worried about your little self," Cole went on, "I thought you'd always be worried about something, but since you know your mother is pregnant you've changed completely man, com-plete-ly!"
Chris began to laugh and Cole too. "Well, that was the best Christmas gift she could give to me," the Elder-witch said.
"Oh come on... I know you knew it before your mother told it to all of us on Christmas..." Chris grinnedn widely. Of course he did...
"And don't remind me of Christmas..." Cole went on laughing. "I think I will never forget that look on the face of Phoebe's ex-lover, when he met me, when he came here by surprise to gain her back..."
Chris grinned: "Yeah... poor Jason... but, they would have splitted up anyway..."
"Lucky me, huh?" Cole gave back.
Then they heard the front door. Seconds later Piper went in. "You wanna have a look?" she asked smiling at Chris.
"On what?"
She pulled a little printing out of her bag. There was a big black space on it with a little white spot. It was the first picture of Chris, a picture from the ultrasonic.
Chris stared at it and frowned: "Are you sure that this will be me?"
"Well... I hope so," Piper said and winked to him. Then both started to laugh.
Cole smiled at that sight. He was really happy that his nephew was feeling so well those days. He deserved that little break, even Belthazor was still outside. But here at the manor they were safe.
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A little later Piper went into her room. She had just closed the door when Bianca shimmered in.
"Woo, girl, don't scare me that much, or I may blow you up next time," Piper said surprised. Then she noticed that the girl had tears in her eyes. Piper led Bianca to her bed and sat down with her. "What's wrong?" she asked.
But instead of telling anything, Bianca broke down crying. Piper wrapped her arms around her and tried to make her feel comfortable and safe.
"What's wrong, sweetie? You can tell me everything, you know that," Piper said softly.
"I... I'm pregnant," Bianca said sobbing.
Piper frowned but then she smiled: "Pregnant? But that's wonderful... I'm not the only pregnant woman here anymore, that's great... even if I'll be then a grandma..." She frowned, but then she smiled again: "So where is the problem? Did you tell that to Chris? Is he..." Her voice was really happy, as happy as she was too.
"No, no," Bianca cried, "I can't tell him... I can't get that baby... I can't!"
Piper was starting to worry: "Why not, sweetie?"
Bianca rose a little: "You remember when the Phoenixes caught me?"
Piper nodded: "After you told them that you were still here to make sure that Wyatt stays on the side of the good, they let you go."
The Phoenix was still sobbing: "Under one condition. The relationship between me and a witch should end with us, no offspring from this forbidden relationship or they'll kill my little self and my child, too." Again she started to cry full of pain.
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At the same time Phoebe was sitting in the library of the magic school.
"Did you find anything that could help us kill the worst half of your boyfriend?" Paige asked grinning a little. She had just come in.
"No... But we have to find something... soon... Cole believes that Belthazor is getting stronger each day," Phoebe explained with a sad voice.
Although she was quite down and pessimistic about it, she wouldn't let her nephews, sisters, or Cole know. She didn't want them to worry now they looked like the happy family they had always wanted to be. But the truth was, that she didn't believe there was hope at all regarding Belthazor. How were they supposed to find something about him in old books? All the spells and potions were written before Belthazor mixed with the source of all evil...
They had thought about using the spell that appeared on the book of Shadows to kill Belthazor as such, but Paige had pointed out that it was useless. Besides, the powers of the source had developed, as Cole guessed, and the potions mentioned in the books wouldn't work either.
Both demons in one body made of him the most powerful and dangerous enemy they had ever faced. And sooner or later, he'd find a way into their homes and lives. Those were Phoebe's thoughts, not very optimistic actually...
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Piper had been hugging Bianca gently for ten minutes, and caressing her hair. She whispered soft words of encouragement aimed to calm her down.
"Look, sweetie... You're with us now... The Halliwells! We're gonna find a way, I promise. What you need to do right now is to stay calm, think about the precious baby you bear and not to worry at all, ok?"
Bianca nodded, slowly.
"Do you promise?" Piper asked in a concerned tone.
Bianca nodded again, sobbing.
"And what can I do about... Chris? I don't want him to know..." she whined. "He looks so happy now, I can't... I just can't spoil his happiness this way."
"You could tell him you're pregnant. He would be the happiest man in the world..." suggested Piper.
But she was cut in immediately by Bianca: "God, no! If I tell him that, they're going to know. He won't stop talking about it, and even if he hasn't realised, we're being watched all the time, Piper. I... I'm even worried about it now..."
She turned around.
Piper knew which her fears were. "Don't worry, the manor is full of witches and Elders, and whitelighters... We would feel any presence, you know? Nobody has listened to our conversation."
Bianca nodded once again.
"So... sweetie... What are you gonna do?" continued Piper.
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"Chris..." Teased Cole after Piper had gone. The boy raised his head, waiting for him to continue.
"You know... I saw the image and..."
Chris frowned. "And?"
"Well... I didn't think that tiny thingy... you know. Are you sure that it's a boy?" Chris opened his eyes widely and turned white as the snow, but at that point, Cole couldn't keep serious and burst into laughing.
Chris frowned feigning his anger: "Oh, come on, that's not funny! You almost kill me of a heart attack, uncle!"
Still frowning, he went to the sofa and sat down next to him: "You saw it, didn't you? By the way... What the hell were you doing looking at... that? Are you sick?"
Cole laughed more and more, and then patted Chris's knee, but this time the boy was starting to be truly angry and looked at him waiting for an explanation.
"Come on, Chris... Your mom has been pregnant for only three months. We can NOT see if it's a boy or a girl yet!"
Chris raised an eyebrow, and blushed. "Ok, well. It's a HE, anyway... And how am I supposed to know that? I've never been a daddy..." he said crossed, as Cole laughed. 'Yeah, I know... I'm funny. In all its senses. Wyatt...' he thought, '- HIS Wyatt - when he was still somehow good... used to tell me that very same thing. That I'm funny. I think he meant I'm a good aim for people to laugh at.' He grimaced.
Cole got calmer and calmer, and finally he sighed, still grinning. He loved those moments with Chris. He thanked him secretly everyday for having given him the opportunity of living this new life, and with him there.
"You know, uncle Cole... You were wondering why I'm not worried anymore..." Chris went on, pensive. "Well, when future Wyatt came, he did it because he wanted to tell me something."
Cole tensed, because he knew what Wyatt wanted to tell him. The truth was that Chris hadn't spoken about it, nor himself, since that day. Even Leo, who seemed to know something too, kept quiet. Actually... Cole wasn't sure at all if Wyatt had told Chris, although he guessed he had, because they had been left alone on the bridge so much time. But now he realised that Chris didn't know that Wyatt had told him too.
Cole nodded and the boy went on: "He told me that... that I, and my other version, were gonna die because I always want to do things on my own, because I always want to do everything, and think that I don't need anyone else to do it." Chris frowned: "Do you know how scared I was that day?"
Cole closed his eyes, in pain.
"I have to live with that, eeeeveryday wondering if I'll be able to stop it... But I wouldn't show that to him. Instead, I made a promise. And you see..." he smiled, "I'm keeping it. I promised that, when that moment he mentioned came, I wouldn't go alone... And... Like a good intention for the new year, last week I decided to extend my promise to every aspect of my life. That's why I'm not worried anymore, uncle... Timetravelling shows you that life passes, and you don't even realise. From now on everyday, I'll tell myself 'Carpe Diem'. Seize the moment, don't worry so much, take it easy... everything will come whenever it has to come."
Cole sighed. "Yeah, and if you keep that promise, you'll save your life and your other self..." he said reassuringly.
Chris smiled at him: "Yes, I know. Now I know that."
"Well, Chris!" said Cole, patting his knee and trying to cheer the atmosphere up. "Your sentence will be Carpe Diem... fine! Do you know which is mine?" he asked, as he walked to little Wyatt, in order to play with him.
Chris shook his head, curious, still sitting on the sofa.
"Hakuna Matata, man. Hakuna Matata... Forget the past!"
Chris laughed again, but Cole tried to keep serious, although he wanted to laugh as much as him: "So, join your sentence to mine, and you get this: 'Forget the past, and forget the future'..."
"So... Carpe Diem!" continued Chris.
"Not exactly, Chris." Cole looked back at him: "Both sentences mean: Nothing's written, anywhere. So no matter what... Just don't worry because you're still in time to write your own life." He smiled: "And it'll be a very good one."
Chris kept thoughtful for a moment, but then, someone else entered the lounge.
"Dad?" he rose when he saw the worried face of his father.
"Is Piper back?" Leo asked.
"Yes, she is, but... what's wrong...?"
Leo sighed: "Something is going on out there. In the last two days more than 25 witches got lost."
"Lost?" Cole asked and sat up.
Leo nodded: "The other Elders don't know if they are still alive, we simply can't find them."
"But what...?" Chris wanted to ask something.
Cole interrupted him: "Belthazor!"
Leo nodded: "That's also my opinion, but we're not sure. There is no proof."
Cole stood up. "No proof? How funny. The guy is getting more and more powerful by minute, we have to do something!" he yelled.
"He's right," Chris added.
Leo nodded: "We should talk to Paige and Phoebe. And your mother should go to the magic school, hopefully she is safe there."
Chris grinned: "Mum will never accept that."
"I don't care if she accepts it or not... Hell, she's pregnant!"
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"But..." Bianca went on, "I can't have this baby, even if I want to... They WILL find out and they WILL KILL IT!" I can't do that..." Again she was crying.
Piper felt helpless. She didn't know what she could do or say. That was really a big problem.
"Piper?" That was Leo's voice from the stairs.
Piper turned to Bianca: "I think you'd better leave, before he gets here...We'll go on talking about this later, o.k.?"
She nodded.
"And do nothing wrong, dear..." Piper added, before the Phoenix shimmered out. The she stood up and went to the door just at the same time it was opened by Leo. "Hey! Honey!" she exclaimed, before kissing him sweetly.
But then she noticed he was worried about something. "What's going on?
"I need you to come with me to the magic school, Piper," he said.
Piper grinned. "I know you really miss me there, but don't you think this is excessive? I'll be right here," she joked.
"Piper, this is serious, I need you to come and stay there for protection, o.k.? In these two days many witches have disappeared, we think that Belthazor is up to something, and we're the main aim..." he explained.
Piper frowned. "Look, honey, if that's so... Won't you think I'm gonna stay there waiting for you to solve it all?" she asked, crossed.
"Yes, actually, I expect that, so does Chris and your sisters, and Cole..."
"I'm an adult, I can do my own will, Leo! I won't let my family alone in this!" she interrupted him.
"But you bear a baby. And that baby is very worried, you know..." he smiled, and made Piper laugh, finally.
Then she sighed. Maybe if she stayed there with Bianca, they both would be able to work on something about her baby... on their own, without anyone knowing...
So she nodded, and this time Leo frowned. "Do you agree then?" he couldn't believe she was giving up so easily.
"Yeah, come on, take me there before I regret it," she answered.
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"Piper? Cole? What are you doing here?" asked Phoebe after they had entered the library.
"Leo brought us here," the witch answered with her little son in her arms.
Cole smiled at his love: "Yeah we're imprisoned here, for our own safety!" In his voice Phoebe heard, and she also felt, that he wasn't happy about that.
"What's going on?" Paige asked.
"Leo isn't sure but..." Piper started.
But Cole interrupted her: "Belthazor is taking witches."
Piper rolled her eyes: "We don't know if it's really him. We only know that some witches got lost during the last days," Piper ended her explanation.
Paige frowned: "That doesn't sound good."
"Mrs. Halliwell!" It was Tom who ran into the room. "Oh, I didn't know that there is a kind of meeting," he apologised.
"It's o.k., what do you want?" Phoebe asked.
"Well... Andy Miller from the 5th grade tried a new spell and now Shirley has the head of a frog... and Andy doesn't know how to change her back."
Paige sighed, while Phoebe tried hard not to laugh out loud. Piper smiled, put little Wyatt in the arms of his uncle and pushed Tom out of the room: "Come on, I think we can handle that."
Paige and Phoebe watched her sister leave. Then the empath turned to Cole. "Could you handle that?" she asked pointing to Wyatt.
Cole smiled: "I did it the last hundred times, so I will do it this time, too."
"You will be a good daddy," she answered and gave him a kiss.
"But not too fast," he replied smiling, "at the moment I'm busy enough with this one."
Phoebe grinned at him. Then he turned to her sister: "Come on, orb us home, Paige."
And so they did. Cole watched the orbing-lights disappear. Then he looked at Wyatt. "Well... and now, we're gonna play a little... what do you think?"
Wyatt smiled at him, with his eyes wide open. "Un-ke Co," he said.
Cole smiled. That was the first time Wyatt tried to speak his name. He was surprised how proud he was of that. He kissed the boy on his cheek.
"Yes," he said while leaving the room, "uncle Cole will now play with you."
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Paige and Phoebe orbed to the attic where Chris and Leo were waiting for them.
"Hey boys," Paige asked as soon as they materialised, "what exactly happened? Piper told us that there are witches missing."
Leo nodded.
"I was up there right a minute ago," Chris answered, "actually the Elders - we - miss 27 witches. They don't know what happened. They were there and then, within a second, there was no sign of them anymore."
Phoebe frowned: "That's mysterious."
"Yeah," Leo nodded, "but that isn't all... actually there are also 3 whitelighters missing."
"Oh my god," Paige murmured.
After a short break of silence, Paige rose to speak again: "I'll go to Darryl, maybe he knows something."
"Yes, but you shouldn't go alone, so I'll come with you," Leo added.
"And me and Chris we will have a look at the book, maybe we'll find something," Phoebe suggested.
Chris agreed.
"O.k., then... take care of yourselves," Paige said and she and Leo orbed away.
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Darryl was cooking, with an apron around his waist, and whistling an old song he had always loved. His wife was playing with the little kid. It was a quite day, he had asked for a day off, so he could spend it with his family.
Well, right, he knew there was a special and very strange case about 25 missing people, but he really needed that day, and his colleagues would take charge of the case on her own, while he was away. ''27 persons'', had just said the newsreader on tv. The last news was that two other missing women had been reported.
He should have known, but he had decided to forget about everything related to work that day. EVERYthing. That included his beeper, mobile phone, and everything.
However, he had forgotten about the radio and the tv... "Shoot" He cleaned his hands and sighed, pensive.
He should go to the police station and take charge again of the case. He couldn't just stay behind while more and more people kept on disappearing that way.
"Damn it!" How would he tell Sheila?
Suddenly blue orbs filled the kitchen. Darryl jumped spooked before he saw Leo and Paige.
"This is important, Darryl. We need your help," said Paige, as Leo nodded, worriedly.
"How many times have I said that I don't want magic in MY house? What if I have some guests? What if I'm not alone? What if...?" he stopped, and looked around. "Just... Please..." he whispered, while he untied his apron. "Don't-do-it-a-gain. Pleaassse," he remarked.
Paige and Leo looked at each other and sighed.
"Ok... sorry. But we need you now, this is really important," stated Leo.
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"Can you find something?" asked Phoebe, while she stared at his frowning and concentrated nephew. She had been preparing some coffee. She knew he loved it, and worked better with a good cup of coffee between his hands.
And he must have found something already, actually, because he was completely absorbed on that page of the book.
Chris didn't answer, so the witch approached him and looked over his shoulder. "INDEX" she read. Then she stopped suddenly. "Index? Are you reading the index?" What the hell, she didn't even know that the Book of Shadows had an index... That had never occurred to any of them... Quite funny, but what was he reading there, so concentrated?
"Chris... Have you found something, by chance?"
He still kept quiet.
"Chris! demon!" she yelled.
All of a sudden, Chris turned to her and blasted his rays, one of his new powers as an Elder, against a wooden wardrobe.
"Oh... That was rude, Chris... That was Grandma's favourite wardrobe..."
"Phoebe!" he exclaimed annoyed, "Why did you do that? I was focused on something!"
"Yeah..." she chuckled, "On the index. For half an hour..."
Chris blushed: "Ok... see, I think better when I'm staring at something, fine?"
"So you were thinking, but not looking anything up in the book?" she asked. "I left you with this alone, because you seemed to do what you were doing! Ok... I hope this coffee helps," she sighed, handing him the cup."
"Thanks, aunt..." he muttered, "I'm sorry... The problem is.. I was thinking what the hell should I find here... Because I don't remember any case like this one, not even in any of my futures... and well, since all this stuff is so new..."
"It's a demon, kidnapping witches. That's all. It's always the same."
"No, it's not, if not even their whitelighters can sense them. Even if the very whitelighters are being kidnapped."
"They cannot be sensed if they're in the Underworld..."
Chris frowned: "Yeah... But the Elders... we, usually know all this. We do... And this time we're at loss, all of us. There's no clue..."
She put her hand on his shoulder: "Relax, take the coffee. I'll go on looking for something, ok?" And she took over his place.
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Piper was looking at the frog, or better at Shirley. She couldn't help smiling.
"O.k., where is the spell," she then asked the very fearful-looking Andy. He gave her a sheet of paper.
Piper read it carefully. Then she smiled again.
"Oh, that's very simple... It's easy to turn her," she explained, "It's just like in the fairytale, you only have to kiss her."
Andy swallowed and Tom, who stood next to Piper, grinned.
"Come on," Piper said again, and pointed at the frog, err... the girl.
Hesitantly, Andy went over to her and gave her a little kiss on her cheek. Then there was a little "puff" and the girl was herself again.
Andy sighed relieved. But when he noticed the girl's furious look at him, he ran out the room. Shirley followed him. Tom and Piper were laughing.
Then, Piper turned around to the group and asked: "What did you learn from this?"
No one said anything.
So Piper turned to the young man next to her and smiled: "Tom?"
Tom was abashed, but answered: "Even spells from fairytales can work if they are spoken by a witch..."
"Right!" Piper said smiling, nodded to the group and went out.
Tom followed her: "Mrs. Halliwell?"
"Yes," said Piper turning around again.
"I'm sorry, I should have known that," Tom said turning red.
She sighed: "Tom... Nobody knows everything... We're learning our whole life... You're one of our best witches from the last year, that's why you and your friends helped us, that's why you and your friends are still helping us."
"But..."
"No buts... We wouldn't have asked you to hold some lessons, if we were not sure about that... o.k.?"
Tom nodded: "O.k."
"And now go back before they make another foolery," she added smiling.
Tom smiled back, and then returned to his class.
Piper followed him with her eyes, but her thoughts were at a different place. She had to talk to Bianca.
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"What can I do for you?" Darryl asked with a sigh.
"Well... we are missing a few witches," Leo started.
Darryl rose an eyebrow: "A few?... you are not talking about 27 witches... or do you?"
"Yes, we do," Paige answered.
Darryl sighed again.
"So you know about it?" Leo asked.
The man laughed: "Surely, or do you think the police wouldn't have noticed it when there are so many people missing?"
"Sorry," Leo murmured.
"Is there anything about them which is... unusual?" Paige asked.
"No, not really. Some were missed when they went to work, others after they left work, some when they went shopping... And there is absolutely no sign of them."
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Chris was sitting on the ground facing Phoebe who was looking through the book.
His mind was turning around their problem... 27 witches missing... 3 whiteligthers missing... whitelighters?
"I think there is something very wrong," Chris said more to himself.
But Phoebe heard him: "What do you mean?"
"Well... A whitelighter can orb, so... why can't they escape?"
"Maybe because of a magical cage? We trapped you also, do you remember?" Phoebe replied.
"Yes, sure... but... I mean, the whitelighters know about the danger, how could they step in the trap, and not orbing away, or something?" Chris tried to explain his mind, what his feelings were just telling him.
Phoebe nodded... She wasn't sure if she understood him, but she felt what kind of feelings he had inside. She felt his sorrow.
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Cole was still playing with little Wyatt on the floor, having a good time after all. It was hard for him just to stay back and observe, while the others risked their lives to save the world. Whatever the side he had been on along his life, he had been a man of action.
And now, although he had already got over the feeling of being useless and all, he was still feeling a little bit... bored, so to speak. Whenever the family got out in a hunting march, he had to wait for their return, not knowing if things had gone fine or not. He wasn't one of those who like waiting... So this was hard.
But precisely because of that, he had become used to play with the little child a lot. He, with his giggling and happiness, helped him spend those moments easily, helped him forget the boredom and worries. Cole looked around to ensure no one was watching. Then smirked at Wyatt.
"Come on, little warrior... Do you know what? You're a warrior... That's what your name means," he laughed, "so, show me your little new power, buddy."
Then he approached the boy's ear, playfully, as Wyatt giggled.
"Come, on, now your mommy won't be angry at me..."
The boy laughed happily, and jumped. Cole laughed too. He knew he wouldn't be understanding him, but he felt like he was the uncle meant to spoil the child. In the good sense! So he tried again.
"Don't you wanna show it to me, warrior? Look at this," he took a teddy bear. "Orb," he added.
That, Wyatt understood. That was a very repeated word at his home. And the child had just discovered he could do it too... so he did it. He orbed the little teddy bear to...
"Wow!" exclaimed Nicki, startling Cole, who quickly turned back.
"Oh..." he said, blushing. He had been caught 'spoiling' the child.
The girl had just entered the library, and the teddy bear had orbed straight to her arms.
"Mommy is gonna get angry now, Wyatt... Don't tell her it was me who asked you..." he said, smiling, at the boy.
Wyatt laughed a little bit more, as Nicki approached the couple, grinning: "What a couple of naughty little boys." She said, handing the bear to Wyatt.
"Yeah..." said Cole standing up. "Well, this is what happens when the big guys don't let you take part in their business..." he said faking an annoyed expression.
Nicki just laughed again: "Ok, you two... don't worry. I won't tell Piper that her little child is learning how to use his powers for personal gain... Your secret is safe with me." She winked.
"Hey... don't you think that this personal-gain stuff is annoying? I mean... sometimes... it's funny. So much power for nothing..." he joked.
Nicki shook her head: "You won't tempt me... you've lost your old demonic capacities, Cole." He smiled: "Yeah, I suppose so... Thanks God."
Nicki laughed at his puns and wordplays. Even though Cole was one of them, one of the Halliwells - somehow - he was human, and not a teacher... And Nicki felt at ease with him. It was easier for her to speak to him naturally. He was brave, as he had shown when he offered his blood to save them all. But he was also the nearest person in the world. She looked up to him, and at the same time she knew she could speak to that man with so many years of experience of all kinds. He knew how to be amusing and serious at the appropriate moments. And to top it all, he was the best friend of his beloved headmaster, Chris...
"By the way... what are you doing here, girl? Don't you have any class?" he asked.
"Yes. Well, actually I need a couple of books, to explain something to these kids... About... the history of the magic school, and all..."
Cole nodded. Then he went to Wyatt again. "Little Warrior and I thought you had free time to spend with us..." he added.
Nicki smiled. It was weird for her to see that child as the blonde grown-up man she had met about four months ago... It would be funny to see him growing up.
"Well, maybe later... I need to go now," she smiled, and then disappeared through the door.
"You and me alone again, buddy!" sighed Cole.
"Icki... Co... Icki..." repeated the boy.
"Nicki?" he smiled. "Yes, that's her name... Do you like her? Huh? A bit old for you..."
"Icki..." Wyatt said again, jumping.
"Yeah..." Cole kept thoughtful for a moment. "I guess you like that name, don't you?" Cole thought about it. It was weird, actually... Robert Burns, the Scottish poet... used the name Nick to refer to the devil... Which, for him, was the Source of all evil... Life is weird... He sighed. Anyway, not many people know that, and Nicki sounds fine... A good name.
"Ok, buddy... If you like it, who knows, I can take it into account," he smiled, "for future references. Just remind me, fine?"
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"Bianca...? Sweetie, it's me, Piper..." the witch crossed carefully the door into Bianca and Chris's room, in the school.
The little apartment where they lived was small, but with a little lounge and a sort of a kitchen inside, a bedroom, and a toilet. They had decorated it so beautifully, that the size wasn't really important. They felt at home there. Well, whenever they weren't at the manor, which were the less times.
"Yeah...?" answered a sleepy Bianca.
"Oh... I'm sorry...Were you having a rest? Don't you feel fine?" Piper asked, looking for the girl.
"Yeah, I'm fine, thanks..." Bianca came before her, slowly and tired. She had been in the toilet, and her eyes were red and swollen.
"Oh, honey... I wish I could do something else. But right now..." Piper hugged her. "I know how difficult this is for you... But we're gonna find a way, o.k.?"
Bianca nodded, but she was devastated: "I've been thinking about... well, when Wyatt came... he didn't mention anything about a nephew. Or a niece... I'm afraid I... we're not having it. What if it gets killed? I'm not sure, Piper... Maybe the best I can do is... you know. Better now than when we have it..."
Piper shook her head determined: "No way, Bianca. You want it, I know. He will want it. And it's no one else's decision. No matter the deal you agreed, or whatever. The child will be born. And no one is gonna hurt it. And as for Wyatt... future consequences, remember? He didn't mention many things... we don't even know why exactly he came, and Chris won't tell us... And girl, I've learnt not to ask."
She sighed.
"So forget it. If your child was meant to be there in his future, none of us would have known."
Bianca gave her a weak smile.
"Maybe I should... talk to my mother?" she suggested, not very sure of it.
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"What about you and Cole?" Chris suddenly asked.
Phoebe looked up, not sure what her nephew was talking about: "What?"
"Will you marry him one day?"
Phoebe looked at him with eyes and mouth wide open: "What?... Well... I think we have other problems at this moment..." She turned back to the book shaking her head.
"Sorry, I was just trying to clear my mind a little," he answered. After a short break he added: "Will you?"
Phoebe just smiled at him, but didn't answer. Well, she didn't even know the answer, she hadn't thought about that until he had asked. She was happy with Cole, but all that had happened so fast... She felt that she needed more time.
"Hey what's that?" she suddenly asked.
"What?" Chris jumped up and went over to her.
"Here," Phoebe pointed at the entry following the one about Belthazor, "I was just looking through it, just flipping thought the pages and suddenly noticed that. I can't remember having seen it before."
Chris looked closely at the tiny little letters in the corner of the page, which were so small that it was easy to overread them. "Vanquish a mix of two demons is as easy as cleaning a shirt which is dirty from grass and ice-cream," he read smiling.
"That doesn't make sense," Phoebe remarked.
"Well, I think it does even if I don't know which sense..." Chris said still smiling from one side to the other.
Phoebe was looking at him bewildered: "Chris Halliwell, would you please be so kind to explain your thoughts to me?"
"I don't know what that sentence mean, but I know the handwriting!" he answered.
"Huh?" Phoebe was confused, even if she felt a kind of joy inside her nephew.
"It's Wyatt's handwriting..." Chris added still smiling.
(Chapter 1 written by Chrissy.W.x and Belén)
