"Let me go!" cried Jenna. She was on the floor with her wrists behind her back in shackles.

"Shut up, witch!" a demon hissed.

A conversation started between three demons. Jenna went silent to listen.

"She is the witch of the prophesy. She is powerful. Perhaps more powerful then the Ultimate Power." Demon 1 said.

"I agree and as she decides our destiny, we have to keep her." Demon 2 turned and looked at her. "She would be a great addition to our fold."

"But she is a witch. There is no chance of her turning." Demon 3 told them.

"There are ways." Demon 1 smirked then barked: "You two, make sure she doesn't escape."

They flamed out.

Ok I gotta get out of here. Jenna closed her eyes and cleared her head. A spell! Guess I'll have to improvise.

"Powers of the witches rise

Course unseen across the skies

Take me to the Halliwells

And transport me from this hell."

Jenna chanted. Her body went unconscious.

She appeared in the attic.

"Jenna!" Phoebe cried and ran to hug her. She went straight through.

"Well, that was supposed to happen." Jenna commented. She looked around and saw Chris, Paige, Phoebe and Piper.

"Ok, listen, I'm down in the underworld, use a spell to find me. There are two low level demons." Jenna explained then disappeared.

Phoebe ripped off the paper and gave it to her sisters.

"What have I gotta do?" asked Chris.

"Worry. You're good at it!" Paige pepped in.

"Jenna Nicols we call thee

Take us to her, the power of three."

"Thee? Who uses thee?" asked Paige.

"Me when I do a spell in two minutes. It did the job." Phoebe retorted.

Two demons were standing in front of a cage which held Jenna.

"Hey demons!" Piper waved. They had energy balls in their hands. With a flick of her hands the demons were vanquished.

"Ok, get me out of here!" Jenna said annoyed.

Piper blew open the cage doors then Paige orbed the shackles.

As the Charmed Ones turned they saw a demon shimmer in.

"Ah, the Charmed Ones, I should have known. A powerful witch such as her would be taught by you." the demon said.

"Why is everyone saying I'm powerful down here?" asked Jenna exasperated.

"You have changed realities. Years ago a prophesy was a stolen from an apothecary, the same as your son's, Piper. It contained knowledge of a witch who would decide the fate of everything magical. Having come from another reality she has superior knowledge of both sides. This meant we had to find her, you. Watch out they may not be what you want and need." With that the demon shimmered out.

The Charmed Ones orbed.

Jenna sat on her bed, she was tired but had decided to write in a diary. She heard a knock on the door and slipping her diary under her pillow she told them to come in.

It was Chris. He closed the door behind him.

"Hey." Jenna greeted.

"Ok?" Chris asked.

"Kinda, never been kidnapped before, even more so by a demon!" Jenna replied with a smile.

Chris chuckled.

"Well I haven't in this time but lets just say someone saved my ass in the future." Chris told her.

"Oh yeah! Who?" Jenna asked.

"My business." Chris said.

"Really. Vell ve have vays to make you talk." Jenna said then tickled him until he collapsed on the bed pulling Jenna on top of him.

"Ok ok I give up!" Chris exclaimed out of breath.

"I told you thee were ways." Jenna smirked. Chris sat up and leaned in. Jenna and Chris kissed each other.

Jenna pulled away her eyes laced with emotion. "Chris, we can't do this."

"Why not?" asked Chris.

"Chris we can't. Chris, just go. Please just go." Jenna told him.

Chris orbed out looking hurt.

"Oh God, what have I done?" Jenna whispered and started to cry, falling on to the bed.

In the morning…

It was Wyatt's Birthday and it was all go for Operation: Save Chris. Paige was setting up the food. Piper and Leo were getting Wyatt ready and Phoebe and Jenna were in the kitchen making the food. Chris was somewhere.

"Aphrodisiacs?" Jenna asked pointing at the food.

"One, no pointing, remember explosive power. Two, you are making milk and cookies. Three, we need to do anything to help Chris." Phoebe explained adding a strawberry to a cream topped jelly.

"OK." Jenna said.

"I felt that." Phoebe told her.

"Felt what?" asked Jenna warily.

"The pang of sadness, the falling in love and the pinch of guilt. Spill it." Phoebe glared at her.

"We kissed last night…" started Jenna.

"And that's a bad thing?" asked Phoebe.

"No but… I kinda sent him away." Jenna replied.

"Why?"

"Because… I don't know."

"Why don't you call him?"

"Because I don't want to face up to it."

"Avoiding things. My speciality. Talk to him." Phoebe advised her.

"I don't want to. He won't want to talk to me anyway."

"Chris!" Phoebe said.

Chris orbed in. His eyes were dark and slightly red at the corners. He looked like he could collapse at any second.

"Yeah?"

Phoebe nudged Jenna. "Can I speak to you?" asked Jenna. He held out his hand leaving as much distance between them as possible. Jenna took it and they instantly dissolved into blue orbs.

"You wanted to talk." he said staring at the cars.

"Chris, I'm sorry." Jenna said.

"You have got nothing to be sorry about." he replied in a cold voice.

"Chris please you have to know why I did what I did." He didn't answer. "Chris please!" she tried to get in front of him but slipped. He grabbed her hand and pulled her back sending them sprawling on the red metal of Golden Gate Bridge.

"Haven't we been here before?" asked Jenna.

"Yeah." he allowed himself a smile. They sat up.

"What was up with you yesterday?" asked Chris.

"I don't know. I mean I've watched you for about a year and I was there kissing you. I mean I've always wanted to do that but right there and then things kept coming into my mind. Like the fact that you come from the future and I come from a different reality and I knew there were a thousand different things that could split us up but I now realise I would rather chase that one chance that we could be together than not and regret it. I know that there are two types of magic. One the obvious, the one we use every day. The other the subtle one until it hits you in the face, the magic of love." Jenna ranted.

"You are so soppy." Chris mumbled.

"I heard that." Jenna said playfully smacking him.

Chris leaned in then stopped.

"You're not going to send me away again, are you?" Chris asked.

"We're on top of Golden Gate Bridge, as I want to live I'm gonna say no. Kiss me future boy." Jenna whispered and they kissed. Chris pulled back.

"Phoebe is calling." Chris said then orbed them.

A dark lighter's arrow came straight at Jenna. Chris shoved her out of the way and it got embedded in his shoulder.

"Chris!" Jenna said catching him.

Duh duh duh cliffhanger much!