"Your new home."

"I don't live here." Patience retorted looking over to Seth. "You knew about this?"

"My liege I will leave you with your bride. The Seer says they'll be here soon so I need to find dark lighters." Seth said shimmering off.

"His liege, what the hell is that supposed to mean?"

"I am the direct descendent of the source. Let me tell you the story of the original supreme magical entity."

"That's impossible. Everyone knows that the child my mother had with the source blew up along with the Seer." Patience said in a know it all voice.

"The Seer blew up but before I killed her for having the audacity to steal me I had made sure to have a scapegoat. What blew up with the Seer was another witch's baby who switched places with me. I still share Charmed like powers but I don't share your blood thanks to the tonic Phoebe was stupid enough to take. Any questions or comments?

"That makes you half greatest good and worst evil. You're bluffing." Patience folded her arms and glared at the man.

"I assure you this is far from a bluff." the man assured Patience his eyeballs turning black then to fire.

"That makes you old, right? Like around twenty seven?"

"I am hardly old my predecessors were much older than I am."

"Do you have a name?"

"Of course I am the Source."

"Well then Source, get me back home or my cousins will find me and there will be hell to pay."

"I have a shape shifter posing as you not so fun being evil is it?"

"This isn't being evil. I'm being held captive by a psycho maniac who thinks he is the Source's heir and damn it let me go home." Patience shouted before falling to the floor crying.

"Crying isn't very becoming of the future queen of the underworld. Maybe you should go home and ask your mommy for tips. I forgot you have no active powers let alone ones that could take you home."

"Go to hell." Patience said beneath her breath.

"I'm already here and the question is are you going to stay here with me or die."

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"Did I interrupt something?" Chris questioned raising an eyebrow at Wyatt.

"No. Are you ready to go hunting?" Wyatt lied with him and Chris orbing into the underworld.

"Fire at will!" Seth shouted as dark lighters fired arrows as soon as the brothers became visible. Four arrows hit Wyatt and one hit Chris. The two used the last of their energy to orb home.

"Chris you orbed me to your house." Paris complained before she realized the enormity of the situation. "Wyatt, Chris." Rushing towards them she lifted her hands to telepathically remove the arrows with Wyatt and Chris screaming in pain.

All of the racket downstairs caused Piper to rush down to find the sight. "What happened?" Piper asked frantically.

"I need you to get mom she's the only one who can heal them."

"Why don't you use their powers with their's getting your mom could take too long."

"Ok." Paris knelt by Wyatt and grabbed his hand. "I need your help so I can heal you." she sniffled with tears falling onto Wyatt's faces.

"No heal Chris first." Wyatt ordered her putting his hand on hers.

"But you got hit by four and-" a stern look on Wyatt's face stopped her further arguments and she placed her hand over Chris healing his wound. Hurriedly she moved Wyatt's head onto her lap and scooted close to Chris. "I need you to heal him." Paris cried shedding tears of sorrow, from feeling not useful and something else.

"I don't need to you already are." Chris said to Paris who was emitting a white light over Wyatt's body.

Wyatt opened his eyes and brought his hand to Paris' face. Soon she was blushing not only from Wyatt's touch but from the fact that his hand never moved from her face nor his eyes from hers. After awhile Paris noticed both Chris and Piper were observing them with curious eyes and she ran from the house with Wyatt's head thumping to the floor.

Later on lying in her bed Paris sensed someone constantly trying to orb in. In spite of herself she reversed the spell that didn't let a Halliwell orb in or out. "If it is a Halliwell no longer must they use the doorbell. Let them orb in and out for they can't find another route."

"Finally." a group of orbs said as they reached her room. It happened to be Chris who had been very persistent and intent to getting in.

"You could've used the door it would've taken less time." Paris replied angrily.

"It gave me more time to come up with my question." told her defensively.

"I'm sorry it's just… throw that athamae at me." Paris said pointing to the ritual knife on her dresser then to her stomach signaling that was the target.

"Are you crazy?" Chris asked but saw the look that said 'do it or I'll throw it at you'. Chris threw the knife at her stomach only to have it stopped by a force field. "You're pregnant? That's why you've been hanging around Wyatt he's your gynecologist. Whose the father?"

"It doesn't matter. My daughter will never have to know him. Hell my daughter won't have to know you since scientifically I'm only one fourth of a Halliwell."

"Who told you that? Paris if you're going to raise a kid alone you need family. Since the father is-

"A bastard. The father is the biggest bastard in the world. Make sure you tell Wyatt that when he asks if I told who the father is."

"Okay." Chris agreed orbing home where Wyatt was waiting for him.

"What'd she say?" Wyatt asked when he saw Chris.

"She's pregnant but you knew that didn't you?"

"Did she tell you who the father was?"

"Yeah she did. It was something like the biggest bastard in the world."

"That's not nice."

"He must not be nice if she never wants her daughter to meet him."

"Daughter? She's having a son."

"How do you know?"

"It's a hunch." Wyatt said orbing into Paris' room.

"Do you guy's ever stop orbing." Paris sighed putting a pillow over her head.

"Are you okay?" Wyatt questioned sitting next to her.

"No I am not. The smell of pizza is making me noxious."

"What pizza?" Wyatt asked with the doorbell ringing.

"Paris, pizza's here." Pepper called up.

"That pizza." Paris sighed taking the pillow from her face and looking over to Wyatt. "What do you want?"

"I came over here to thank you for healing me, Perry."

"Do you thank Chris every time he heals you?"

"No but you're not Chris."

"You mean since I'm not a boy you're thanking me? I never took you as someone who'd treat girls differently."

"Paris the pizza's he-" Pepper was half way into the room she was frozen.

"You unfreeze Pepper right now!" Paris ordered.

"That wasn't him it was me." the voice seemed to have been coming from everywhere but the source of it was standing in the corner of the room. "The Angel of Destiny."