Chapter 2: Another Beginning
Billie couldn't belief it, it was really him. She raced over towards him to give him a hug, but she was so excited that she went so fast that she bowled him over, they both went into laughter, this was the first time since Christy had died. All of a sudden footsteps approached, and then a voice came.
"Carl, you were getting her to brush her teeth, not to play games!" This was another familiar voice, but when she saw her feet Billie knew exactly who it was, she was so happy that she jumped off Carl and into her mum's arms.
"I can't believe it's you!" Helen looked right into Billie's eye, with a stubborn look.
"No, don't give me that act, your brushing your teeth and that's that." As soon as she finished speaking, she pushed Billie toward the bathroom, Billie was shocked, Helen recognised her, but treated her like a… she looked down at her hands, a child? But she was still the same, how did that work? She looked back at her parents who didn't seemed to be in the best of moods, so she thought that the best thing to do was to do what they wanted of her. As Billie approached the bathroom she heard someone else who already brushing their teeth,
'Was it Christ?' Billie thought, she couldn't stand the wait, so she started to run into the bathroom, yes, it was Christy, but she was young, innocent, good. Billie hugged her tight.
"Bil, what are you doing?" she sounded furious, "Can you at least wait until I've finished brushing my teeth, before we start playing squeeze me tigi?" Billie had no idea what to say, but finally she spoke,
"Christy?" she whispered, Christy nodded in confusion.
"Yes, that's my name. You ok, Bil?" Billie shook her head
"It's a dream, it's one big dream" She started to say to herself, Christy just looked at her.
"Ok, I'm calling for mum." Billie took Christy by her shoulders and started shaking her, Christy was freaking.
"No!" she screamed instantly, "I mean, no, I'm fine, there's no reason to call mum, I'll just brush my teeth and go to bed, it will all be ok, that's all that I need, a good nights sleep." Christy's expression became worse, she was completely freaked, but what did she say wrong?
"Bil, we just slept, it's time for school." Billie's eyes widened.
'School, not school' she finished school and past, and with terrific grades too; she didn't have to do it all over again, did she? Christy just couldn't take it, she sprinted out of the bathroom and within second returned, with her mum dragged behind her, Helen let go of Christy's hands and walked over and picked up Billie.
"Sweetie, if it's about the other girl, Heather. You've moved class, it's ok now." Billie remembered this; Heather followed her around being really mean to her, until one day Billie stood up to her, Heather beat her up, Billie saw this as an good opportunity, remembering the situation perfectly.
"Mum, she has friends in every class, she's going to beat me up again sooner or later, and I just know it." This was a lie, Heather gad no friends, especially after what she just did to Billie, but it was the only way to find out what happened, Helen nodded.
"Ok, 1 day, but tomorrow you're going to class, even if you're sick," Billie smiled.
Everyone had left and Billie was left alone. So she started to recall the day.
"Ok, I woke up, summoned Lo Pa, then we talked about why I am sad, then…" Billie paused, realising what had happened, "Then I said that I wanted it to be like it was before and I accidentally used my power of projection." Billie couldn't belief it was that simply. So she sat down on the floor, closed her eyes and started to think about where she was and thought about where she wanted to be, the present. After a couple of minutes or so, she came to the conclusion that it was working, but why? It's never failed her before. There were only three people she could think of who'd done this before, the Charmed ones.
Billie walked up the oh, so familiar stairs and knocked on the door, she heard faint voices,
"I'll get it," a voice called to hear, Billie listen carefully, but could not recognise the voice, the door opened and there stood a face that Billie had only seen in photos, she bent down to Billie.
"Are you ok, little girl, you lost?" Billie was insulted, "Shouldn't you be in school at the moment?" Billie shook her head, ignoring that comment.
"Prue, I gather? I would like to speak to Piper, Paige or Phoebe, I'm a good witch from the future, who's a good friend of your sisters and I need your help." Prue was stunned by ever word she spoke.
"Ok, why don't you come in, we'll make you a hot drink and we can get your parents to come and collect you," Billie couldn't believe her ears, but she walked in, in anger. "Grams, can you whip up a warm drink, we have a lost girl here and if you can get her a hot chocolate or something, while I call her parents, that would be a great help." Billie knew there was only one way to get her point across, so while Prue was getting the phone she started chanting a spell.
"What once was hidden in my mind,
Will be the image for all to see,
And find me hope for eternity!"
Billie finished the spell, but nothing seemed to happen, when she looked up she saw Piper entering,
"Ok and who are you?" by the tone of the voice, Billie knew she could see the real her, because Piper would never speak to a kid like that, but before she could say anything she heard Grams' voice, Billie turned around.
"Piper, can you please go to the kitchen and see to it that Prue is ok? I'll handle this." Piper walked off straight away, Billie couldn't believe that Piper didn't react to that order, boy how much she's changed. Grams looked straight into Billie's eyes.
"Grams, listen I'm a witch from the future and…" Penny laughed.
"That's a new one, now I know you can't be a good witch, so I'm sorry, but you're not going to hurt my girls." Billie knew Grams never really liked her, "Evil witch, you will be gone from this house and never return!" Penny waved her hand at Billie and she flew out the open window. Billie couldn't believe what just happened, but one thing was for sure, she knew she wouldn't try that again.