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Wyatt Halliwell-Wyatt is a weird name...and other random thoughts.
by ME! (Not you! Oh no!)
"What do you mean, he just orbed out?" Leo was furious. No, he was past furious. His son was gone and no one even bothered to tell him! "Why didn't you call me?"
"We did! You didn't come!" Piper was getting angrier by the minute, as well. No one, not even her husband, was going to talk to her this way. Not right now!
"Well, you sure as hell did not! Becuase I would have heard you!"
"Not if you put us on MUTE, you- son of a-"
"Mommy...why is Auntie Piper so angwy?" Melinda asked, walking back into her room. This was her room...why was everyone in it?
"Have you seen Chris, Melly?" Phoebe asked, looking at the daughter she was so thankful for.
"Cwis? Mommy, he's wite there..." Melinda replied, pointing to the staircase, whichher cousinwas walking up.
"Mommy-" He started, but Piper didn't let him finish.
"Chris, you're back!" Piper was so relieved. She worried for the past half an hour that her little boy had gone to jump off the Golden Gate Bridge or something.
"What?" The little boy looked around. Had his mother gone crazy? Why was she calling him Chris?
"Oh, Chris, I was so worried! Honey, don't ever do that to me again!" Piper said, hugging the little boy tightly. Unforutnately, this wasn't her little boy...
"But-" And then he caught his reflection. He looked exactly like Chris!
...He was going to get so grounded...and he didn't even know what he did...
Wait, Chris was gone! His own brother was gone and no one bothered to tell him! ...Apparently, the males in the Halliwell family are quite underappreciated...at all times...
The real Chris, on the other hand, was indeed on the Golden Gate Bridge. He was up there, attempting to block out the world...and he was succeeding. Kind of.
Now, all he had to do was stay up here...forever...
"Wish I brought some candy...and a book..." Chris told himself, and suddenly had a brilliant idea. "I wonder if I can orb stuff from the house.."
So, he tried it. Chris closed his eyes tightly and imagined the Book of Shadows (it was the only book he could think of) in his mind. "Book of Shadows!"
But nothing happened.
"Oh well...can't blame a kid for trying..." Chris said, sitting over the edge. At least he didn't have a headache anymore...Kind of.
"Chris! Where we you!" Leo scolded his son, and Wyatt looked on in disbelief. Chris was gone? Why didn't anyone tell him? Wyatt immediately tried to sense Chris, but kept getting distracted by his father, who was shaking him.
"Dad, stop!" Wyatt said, trying to get free. But, instead of letting him go, his dad just started shaking harder.
"Bud, you scared me! Scared us! Don't orb out without telling us where you're going again, alright?" Leo looked at his son...there was something different...Chris didn't...he didn't know how to explain it. "Chris...it is you, right?"
"No-" Wyatt started, but thought about this for a second before finishing his confession. Everyone loved Chris so much more than him...to be Chris for a little while wasn't a big deal, right? Anyways, Wyatt would just find his brother, get his butt home, and ...hopefully change back into himself before anyone could ever find out... "No...one else could I be, right?" Yeah...he knew that sounded stupid...so he laughed a little after.
"...Right...you feeling alright, bud?" Leo asked, feeling his son's forehead. No fever...but Chris was different...
And then Leo realized that Chris didn't look like he was in pain. And no fever... "You got control over the empathy, didn't you?" His father exclaimed, and Piper snapped her head towards her son.
"You did?" She grabbed her son and smiled like a...well...like a mother who just got her child back. "That's great! I knew you could do it!"
And all of a sudden, Wyatt was covered in praises. This was amazing. No one ever praised Wyatt! They just expected him to be great...(not as great as Chris, mind you..but still great)...and Wyatt was loving every minute of it.
"Hey, let's go out for ice cream!" Phoebe said, and Melinda yipped. Yes, she actually yipped. After all, she was getting ICE CREAM!
"That's actually a really good idea. What do you say, Paige?" Piper asked her baby sister, who was right now lying on Melinda's Bed with an arm over her head.
"...Sure...why not." Paige said, getting up and streching out. "I could use some strawberry/peanut butterice cream...or something..."
"We're all agreed then. Let's go for ice cream! Chris, go get your brother, alright? We'll be waiting at the door for the two of you." Wyatt's eyes widened...he couldn't let them find out now. They would KILL him. "Um...Wyatt left."
"Left? Where'd he go?"
"Um..." Wyatt really wished he had thought this through before he did it...no matter how accidently it had happened. "To...Tyler's house."
"Tyler? Who's Tyler?" His dad asked, looking at his wife. Apparently, his parents knew nothing about him!
"Tyler. His friend...from, like, Kindergarten? Come on!" Wyatt couldn't believe it. They really didn't know who Tyler was! Then Wyatt realized...Tyler wasn't his real name...well, it was his middle name..but that's not a real name...anyways, everyone just called him Tyler because it was better than his first name. "Norbert..."
"Oh, Norbert. ...Why didn't he tell us?" His mother looked angry now...great. He was grounded no matter what happened...
"I think Wyatt is a little...underappreciated around here, don't you think? He got angry and left..." Told you the males were sulky and underappreciated...is there another word for underappreciated? Because that is one hell of an annoying word...always looks misspelled.
"You felt that from him?" His mother asked, shocked.
"Um...sure...yeah. Let's just go get ice cream...we'll bring some back for him." Wyatt said, realizing that his parents needed a break from the two of them. Between him and his brother...well...the house is never uneventful, that's for sure.
"...I'm going to have a talk with him when he gets home..." Piper mumbled more to herself than anything else.
"Yeah, you will. But until then, ice cream!" Paige said, grabbing Melinda's jacket for her and leading everyone out the door.
Wyatt stayed behind and sighed. Nothing was ever going his way. Not even when he's being Chris!
Life wasn't much better for Chris. Aside from the fact that he had to run away from home to make his head stop hurting, he still felt what some of the people were feeling. Especially because it was five o' clock, and there were lots of cars all over the place.
"Stupid traffic jam..." Chris said, as he watched about a hundred cars slow down to watch a man on the side of the bridge. He looked like he was about to jump. And hey, if no one really knew, Chris did. Because he had to feel it...
"GOD DAMMIT! DO YOU REALLY NEED TO WATCH HIM JUMP OFF THE BRIDGE!" Chris screamed to no one and everyone at the same time.
He was cold, and he was tired, and he was angry that he had to wait in traffic...wait, no...that didn't make sense. He was angry that he had to be angry that he had to wait in traffic...there.
Sulking (because that's what Halliwell boys do best), he sat down on the bridge and started counting the cars. Again. 1...2...3...
Half an hour later, Phoebe was alone again. Melinda was taking a nap- it had been quite the day- and Phoebe couldn't help thinking about her father. Leo kept fussing over Chris today at the ice cream store. His parental instincts made him pay attention to his son, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
At least, that was what he told Phoebe.
Phoebe, on the other hand, had no idea what was wrong with her daughter. She had resorted to watching her sleep, for pity's sake!
If her father was here...
2006
"Baby, what's wrong?" Her adorable lover asked her, all wrapped up in the sheets... (yeah, we know, we're about one cigarette away from the generic love scene, but eh...we're not romance writers!)
"I don't know...something about this..just...doesn't seem real." Phoebe replied. And it was true. It was weird, but she couldn't believe what was happening...
"You could never believe that good things could just happen." Phoebe laughed at that comment.
"I guess..." She said, "But you know-"
"Yeah, I know. You don't need to remind me." The dark man said, wrapping his arm around her. It really was amazing that he was here...with her...
"I love you." Phoebe said, closing her eyes.
"You have no idea how long I've wanted to hear that..." He replied, and looked at his sleeping woman. "Too bad this is just a dream..."
"MOMMY!" Melinda screamed, pulling her out of her thoughts.
"What, honey?" But Melinda wasn't waking up this time.
"MOMMY! DADDY! MOMMY! HELP!" She shrieked.
Oh, why couldn't she be Leo! Phoebe, with all her powers of empathy, couldn't figure out what was going on! And it was hurting her little girl!
"Mommmmmyyyy" Chris heard, but he had no idea where it came from. He knew who it was, though...
"Melinda?" He called, but she wasn't around him.
"Daddddddddyyyyyy!" He heard it again! What was going on around here! He closed his eyes like his daddy and Wyatt used to do when they were trying to sense someone. And he thought hard on his baby cousin. His only cousin. Why could he hear her when she wasn't around?
"DADDY!" Chris was so surprised by the volume of his cousin that he jumped. Off the bridge. Yeah, he's damn lucky that he could orb. Otherwise, there would be some serious complications at this point...
"Melinda!" Chris called again, but his cousin simply wasn't there. Chris had to think for a second. He could feel what other people felt, right? So, what was Melinda feeling?
...Chris tried as hard as he could, and in his trying, he never realized that his headache had all but disappeared, and that he wasn't hearing the thoughts and feelings of everyone around him.
...He began to sense that his baby cousin was in trouble. She was sad and scared, and he knew he had to help her. But where was she?
"HELP ME! MOMMY! HELP! DADDY!" Melinda continued to shout, and all Phoebe could do was shake her and try to revive her daughter again. It was no use, though.
"What's going on?" Piper asked, hearing the noise reguardless of the so-called 'soundproof' walls.
"I can't wake her up! Piper! Help me!" Phoebe cried to her older sister who rushed over to help.
Soon, all three girls and Leo were ...well...kinda just watching...as Melinda continued to thrash.
"Think we should take her to a hospital?" Paige asked, looking at the little girl on the bed.
"Maybe..."
"NO! DADDY!" Melinda screamed, and Phoebe looked at her daughter for one second.
"Yes."
"Chris!" Piper called her for her youngest. He could orb over to Wyatt for a while.
"What?" Wyatt came in, dejected and tired from the never ending sensing he tried to do for his brother.
"Orb over to Wyatt. Oh wait, never mind, here he-" Piper said, seeing a second pair of blue orbs. But it wasn't Wyatt orbing in.
It was Chris.
"What is going on here!" Piper was kind of freaking out.
"Now is not the time." Phoebe replied, seeing that her daughter was still screaming her head off. "We have to get to the-"
"Hold on. I think I can help." Chris said, grabbing Melinda's hand and being plunged into a premonition.
"Do you see something?" Paige said, confused...and kind of wondering who was the real Chris.
"She's scared. Someone keeps vanquishing a demon...and she wants to stop them."
"Oh good...it's magical. What are we gonna tell the doctors?" Paige asked.
"Wait, stop them? From vanquishing a demon?" Phoebe said, completely ignoring her younger sister. Her baby was in trouble, and all Paige could do was tell jokes!
"Well, who's the demon?" Piper asked.
"Um...a guy with dark hair?" Chris supplied. "Hold on." And he held Melinda's other hand. "Yeah...he's got dark hair...but...it's you."
"You? You who?" Phoebe asked.
"It's Mom and Aunt Paige. It's you who's vanquishing the demon. She keeps calling him Daddy. Mommy, is the demon Melinda's daddy?" Chris asked, and Phoebe paled.
"Well, I knew him in the dream world, he must be trying to contact Melinda. She is his daughter, after all."
"And she must be seeing when we vanquished him..." Paige said, and Piper just laughed a bit.
"Wh-"
"But she wasn't even a thought when we vanquished him." Phoebe interupted her sister. The kids didn't know about Melinda's father...they were too young.
"Maybe she's having premonitions now, too?" Piper thought aloud. "Only...in her dreams...because of the deep connection?"
"MOMMY! NO! HELP!" Melinda screamed once more and Phoebe stiffened her resolve.
"Well, it doesn't matter how she's seeing him...how do we gether out?" She asked.
"Well isn't it obvious?" Paige replied. "We just have to save...the demon."
"Save...the demon." Piper couldn't believe what she was hearing.
"Not the demon. We have to save Melinda's father." Phoebe sighed.
"Chris...where did you go?" Wyatt asked. They were plopped on the couch while their mom and aunts said the spell to go into Melinda's dream...geez, they really can't have normal problems once in a while, eh?
"Why did you make yourself look like me?" Chris asked, and Wyatt smirked.
"Questions neither of us wanna answer..." Wyatt said.
"How'd ya do it, then?"
"I dunno. I guess it's a new power or something."
"That's really cool!" Chris said, grinning. "I wish I could do that."
"It's not as cool as your powers." Wyatt replied. Chris held out his hand for the popcorn on the kitchen table and it zoomed into his hands.
"Eh. The only reason they're cool is because it means I can get stuff from other rooms now and stuff." Chris said, eating a mouthful of popcorn. "I mean, you can have the greatest Halloween costumes now!"
"...I never thought of that..." Wyatt replied and looked at his little brother. "Hey Chris?"
"Yeah?" Chris said, magickally getting the remote, too.
"You ever do that disappearing act again, I'm going to kick your ass." Wyatt threatened, and changed the channel by pointing at the TV.
"You just said a swear! I'm going to tell Mom!" Chris said, eyes widening.
"You do, and I really will kick your ass." Wyatt said, grabbing that popcorn and getting into one hell of a pillow/popcorn/remote fight with Chris.
The best part?
Wyatt won.
Yes, corny. Yes, annoying. Yes, almost over.
No, won't tell you Melinda's father..until next time!
FIGHT FOR FREEDOM...SOMEWHERE...
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Sincerely,
Leora-the-Late
PS- Orientation's next week...so I might write a chapter on the way up there...but I'm not sure when I'd be able to upload it on the lappy...I'll try, though.
