Disclaimer: You guys know the deal, I don't own Charmed.

Author's Note: Hey there guys! Here's the fifth chapter. Hope you guy enjoy, and remember: review!

Also, I thought I might clear up the cousins. Prue (21), Penelope (18) and Patricia (15) are Phoebe's daughters. Petra and Peyton (21), and Henry Jnr (19) are Paige's kids. Paige's children all have telekinetic orbing and orbing, and the other whitelighter abilities are distributed evenly among them. i.e. Petra can heal and glamour; Peyton has empathy and can sense others; and Henry is still discovering his abilities.

Prue has premonitions and molecular combustion (exploding things); Penny can levitate and teleport like a Cupid; and Patty has empathy and telekinesis.

Just in case you didn't know: Wyatt has all those abilities that I'm not gonna run through; Chris has TK, tele-orbing, orbing and sensing of his charges; and Mel has TK, freezing and exploding.

Chapter 5

Chaos

"Pat." Prue whispered in horror.

"Don't." Wyatt warned his cousin. He caught Chris' eyes. "Get Pat out." He whispered. Chris nodded once at Wyatt and then nodded at Pat. In a flash, Wyatt waved his hand and the fireball that was mere inches away from his youngest cousin's face flew out of the demon's grasp and hit an unsuspecting demon behind them. As soon as Wyatt had raised his arm, Chris ran forward, skidded straight into Pat and orbed them both into the dining room, out of harm's way.

Then all hell broke loose. Fireballs and energy balls filled the air, demons exploded right and left, and witches were thrown across the hallway. Chris watched in dismay as an extremely large energy ball hit Wyatt in the chest. His older brother flew against a wall, crumpling to the floor.

In a blaze of anger, Chris rushed forward and blew up the demon who had sent the energy ball at his brother. Flicking his wrists over and over, every demon advancing on his family exploded in a flurry of flames.

Soon the Halliwell manor was clear of any demonic presence. Chris looked around the first floor of his home, examining the damage. Wyatt laid, unconscious, on the floor in a pool of blood. Prue stumbled, leaning against a wall, with an energy ball wound on her forearm. Penny was unconscious, crumpled on the floor in front of the stairs. Mel leaned over Penny, pulling her into a more accessible position.

"Chris," Patty whimpered from the dining room.

"Patty, it's okay." Chris said to her, kneeling down next to Wyatt. "Look, I know you're scared right now, but I really need your help. I need you to get Petra!"

"Petra?" Patty frowned in confusion. "She's in a class."

"Patty, Grace can heal." Chris said desperately. "We need her." Patty nodded and ran into the kitchen for the phone.

"Penny's okay." Mel said. "She's just knocked out."

"Same with Wyatt." Chris said. "Prue, you okay?"

"Yeah." Prue nodded faintly. "It was just an energy ball." Patty ran back into the room as Petra orbed in.

"Oh my God." Petra muttered, kneeling down next to Wyatt and beginning to heal him. Petra Grace Mitchell, was Paige and Henry Mitchell's first daughter, born sixteen minutes before her twin sister, Peyton Astrid Mitchell. Their younger brother, Henry Jnr, at twenty, was only a year younger than the twins. Grace was the only one of the three siblings who could heal.

Just as Wyatt opened his eyes, a knock sounded at the door. The cousins looked at each other.

"I'll get it." Melinda said, standing up. "I won't let them in." She went to the door, opened it a crack and stepped outside. There stood a tall young man with dark hair and hazel eyes. "Ben!"

"Hi Mel." He mumbled, gazing at her apologetically. Mel's soon-to-be ex boyfriend looked from her eyes, down to her hands and her shirt. "Is that blood?" He frowned.

"No." Mel said blankly. "Ben, what are you doing here?"

"Well I haven't seen you in a while, Mel." He said feebly. "I miss you."

Melinda rolled her eyes. "Ben, we're over. We have been for the past eight days. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm busy." Without another exchange of words or glances, Mel turned on her heel and slammed the door behind her.

"Who was it?" Chris asked.

"No one." Mel muttered through her teeth. "What's wrong?" Wyatt had been completely healed, and now both he and Petra were attempting to heal Penny. "What's taking so long?"

"Penny?" Patty's eyes filled with tears. "Penny, wake up."

"She's not asleep, honey." A cold female voice sounded from behind Mel. Chris looked up to see a demon standing behind his sister with a malicious expression on her face and an athame in her hand.

"Mel." Chris cried out as the demon lifted the athame to Melinda's waist and speared into his sister's flesh. As if in slow motion, Chris' eyes dropped as Mel crashed to the ground, and then raised to the demon. She winked at him before shimmering out.

Time sped up again, and Chris' cousins began swarming to Mel.

"Guys, step back." Wyatt ordered as he left Penny's side to heal Mel. For another slow ten minutes, Wyatt healed Mel and Petra healed Penny. Penny was the first to wake.

But Mel didn't budge. The blood had dissipated, and the wound had closed, but Mel remained unconscious. "Why isn't she healing?" Chris whispered to himself, the sense of déjà vu too strong to dismiss.

"I can feel it working." Wyatt said. "But it just isn't strong enough. My powers have been on the fritz ever since … ever since Mom."

"Well then what the hell do we do?" Chris exclaimed, gripping Melinda's arm tightly.

"I'll get Mom." Petra said quickly, tears in her eyes as she orbed away.

"It'll be too late." Wyatt said so softly that he was barely heard.

"What?" Chris barked, looking up at his brother with wary eyes.

"By the time Petra finds Aunt Paige and the two of them get to safe place to orb from, it'll be too late." Wyatt said bluntly. His own eyes were teary as he clutched Melinda's side.

"What about Dad?" Chris said suddenly. Wyatt looked at him. Chris was usually the last to suggest anything to do with their father, and the fact that he wanted to seek him out now showed just how scared Chris was. "Dad!" He called out to the heavens.

"He won't come." Wyatt whispered, his blue eyes dropping from Chris down to Mel's unmoved form. Suddenly the sound of orbing rang, and a swirl of white and blue lights appeared before them.

For just a second, Wyatt thought that maybe his father had heard his brother's call. That maybe, just this once, he would return to his family, even if it were just a quick visit to heal Melinda. For once in his life, Wyatt really did hope that it was his father orbing into their home.

Hope you guys enjoyed that. Please review.