Ok so two reviews got me writing this again and I am so sorry to everyone that had to wait. So it's four pages on word and the next part of the story...

It had been three weeks since Jenna had been kidnapped, they vanquished the Game Masters and Piper was getting impatient about Chris' birth.

"Are you sure you don't want to come out any time soon?" Piper asked for what felt the millionth time, stuck in the confines of Magic School she had got really bored. The whole family was in the Great Hall catching up with Piper.

"Do you want me gone so much?" Chris asked, holding his heart, in a mocking hurt tone. "I have to be gone before mini-me comes out."

Jenna hit him on the arm. "Stop it."

"Of course not honey, but I would feel so much better if your father hadn't turned me into a walking talking truck." Piper smirked.

"Don't worry I'll be out soon." Chris promised.

"So how is your column?" Piper asked Phoebe.

"It's going great, with the decrease in demon activity I actually had a week and a half where I didn't have to call in on a 'family emergency'." Phoebe told her.

"Good then? And Paige how is the temp job going?"

"It's not." Paige had a regretful expression on her face. "I'm seriously wondering whether or not to quit."

"I'm surprised that kick lasted that long." Chris told her while she glared. This time Jenna hit him on the back of his head.

"Hey, what's that for?" Chris asked.

"For being a jerk." Jenna replied.

"But you still love me, right?" he said with a pout.

"Of course." she replied and as they went off into a conversation she found her self wondering did she love him. They hadn't told each other but she remembered how she felt when that arrow hit him through the shoulder, how she felt in the cave wondering if she would die, not seeing him.

Oh my god, I love Chris Halliwell. The Chris Halliwell! Jenna thought.

"Jen? Jenna?" Phoebe was shaking her leg, trying to get her attention.

"Huh?" Jenna's gaze snapped to the hand on her leg then to the hand's owner.

"You okay?" Phoebe asked, taking back her hand.

"Yeah. I think."

"You wanna talk about it?" Phoebe asked knowingly.

"Yeah." she leaned in towards Phoebe and lowered her voice. "Bay Mirror, 3, today."

Phoebe nodded her head and they both engaged in the conversation.

Jenna walked up to the attic, her hair in a high ponytail, the long sleeves on her v-neck green shirt rolled up to her elbows and her dark blue skinny jeans tucked into her black ugg boots. She grabbed a few offensive potions from the cabinet before approaching the Book before shaking her head and running from the room. Jenna drove Piper's Jeep into the Bay Mirror parking lot, stopping next to Phoebe's Mini Cooper. She took her purse, putting the car keys into her pocket.

"Time to face the music." Jenna muttered before getting out of the car.

"Phoebe?" she called, softly knocking on the door as she made her way in.

"Hey sweetie." she was behind her desk, standing up shuffling papers around.

"Hey." she took her beige jacket off and hung it on the arm of the chair. "So what did you want to talk about?"

"I thought we were here to talk about you." Phoebe reminded her and Jenna sat down head in hands and Phoebe sat on the couch next to her.

"What's wrong? You're not pregnant are you?" Phoebe asked, coming to conclusions.

Jenna's head shot up, eyes wide. "No I am not pregnant!"

"So what is it?"

"I love him, Phoebe. I love him with all my heart. And I only just realised this morning." she shoke her head slightly. Phoebe burst out into a grin.

"Well come on, we all knew that!"

"You did?"

"It's kinda obvious." Phoebe smiled shrugging.

"So…" she was reluctant to ask this. "do you think he loves me?"

"Of course! I said it was obvious, didn't I?"

"I know but I'm in 'freak' stage. I just figured out I love Chris Halliwell. A year ago I was watching him on TV, silently cursing him for splitting Piper and Leo up then cheering for him afterwards. And don't think you throwing him out didn't hurt him, it did." Phoebe winced. "But that makes it even more obvious, and I missed it."

"So when you gonna tell him?"

"Soon. Tonight I think, he has this big date lined up."

"Do you reckon he is going to…" Phoebe started humming the wedding march.

"No! We are both too young for that." Jenna assured her.

"He proposed to Bianca." Jenna felt a bit of jealousy then scolded herself for hating a dead woman.

"But he didn't know he was coming back. And he grew up quickly, not knowing if he was going to die the next day. With Wyatt good in the future now, we have all the time in the world."

"So what are you going to do about the future problem? With you I mean?" Phoebe pointed at her.

"I have no idea. I think its against like the laws of Nature to live in the future." Jenna said.

"You've switched realities, I think the law boat has sailed away from Island Jenna." Jenna scrunched her face playfully at Phoebe.

"Just because I'm one of a kind! You're all jealous." She fluffed up her hair in an exaggerated diva style. "Stop staring at me!"

Phoebe chuckled. "Oh the youth of today." Jenna put on her jacket.

"You should do an article on that!" Jenna said grabbing her purse. "Would sell millions!"

Jenna slipped out of the room Phoebe's shout following her. "You better tell him!"

"Yeah, yeah!" drifted into the room. Phoebe smiled before sitting behind her desk and typing out the late edition of the paper.

Jenna paused by the elevator looking impatiently up at the numbers, decreasing to her level. A man in a grey suit appeared next to her. The elevator emptied and only her and the man in the grey suit were in the elevator as it went to the ground floor. She nudged the man as the elevator jolted.

"Sorry." she apologised absently.

He was a young man, brown hair with eyes older than his years. A scar ran across his eyebrow.

"Your time is coming." he told her, she turned back to face him.

"Sorry?"

"Your destiny is to be revealed."

"What the hell are you going on about?" she asked taking a step back, the man copying her.

"The answer you seek lies in your mind." he continued.

"Who the hell are you?" she asked her palm crossing the potion in her purse.

"A keeper of destiny." he disappeared in a ball of smoke. The elevator dinged, signalling the opening of the doors.

"Woah! What happened in here?" a man asked coughing, waving his hand to get rid of the smoke.

"I have no idea," Jenna muttered. "but I'm gonna find out."

Jenna ran up the front porch taking her key as she went. She fumbled with her purse strap on her shoulder as she tried to get her key into the door. She dropped it and it feel onto a bunch of orange, yellow and red flowers. She frowned and picked up her key in one hand then picked up the flowers in the other. She managed to get the key in the door this time, dropping her purse onto the table and putting her coat onto the rack. She took a note off the top of the flowers.

On the front it said 'Jenna' in an elegant script.

"What the-?" She hardly knew anyone, except for the Halliwells and a few P3 bartenders. She opened the card, the flowers discarded onto the table near the stairs.

'Jenna Nicols

10 days ago was Beltane, the celebration for the practitioners for Wicca. These flowers represent many things, the meaning of Beltane; 'shining fire' and the tradition of picking fresh flowers. You arrived on August the first, the Wiccan holiday of Lammas. The beginning of Beltane signals the beginning of the end of your time here. By Lammas, your destiny will be revealed. This shall bring great joy and great pain.

Your mind holds the key to this note.

From

The Keepers of Destiny'

"Paige! Chris! Leo! Get Phoebe… We have a problem." I called, staring at the card in my hands.

Leo, Phoebe, Paige, Chris and Jenna were in the conservatory. Paige was at the table, searching the Book of Shadows. Phoebe had three books of Wicca surrounding her on the chair, Leo and the other Elders had no idea who the Keepers of Destiny were other than that they were higher than the Angel of Destiny so he was know in Magic School with Piper going through the very old books for information. Chris and Jenna were in the door frame leading to the dining room.

"Chris I'm scared." Jenna admitted.

"I… I am too." Chris said.

"I just don't want to forget you. It said 'the beginning of the end of your time here'. I don't want to go home. I don't want to leave you. I don't think I can."

Chris pulled her in for a hug. She rested her head on his chest, wrapping her arms around her waist. He put his arms around her shoulders and kissed her hair.

"You will never leave me, if I have a say." Chris told her fiercely, emotion pouring out.

Jenna felt a tear running down her cheek. "What if you don't have a choice?" she breathed.

Chris just rocked them back and forth, whispering words of comfort.

Jenna was in her bed thinking then Chris slipped in, wrapping a bare arm around her waist from behind. She kissed his shoulder.

"Chris when is your birthday?" Jenna asked, remembering he had never told her.

Chris sighed. "5 days away, the 16th."

"So you only have 5 days until you have to go back."

"No." Jenna looked up at him. "We have 5 days." he corrected, Jenna let out a small smile.

"Chris what are we going to do?" Jenna asked.

"Well Paige is starting on the potion and Gideon is looking for a spell. We have Charmed Ones, Elders, a witchlighter and a special little witch, who is said to be very important to said witchlighter, working on it."

"Well I heard special little witch has something important to say to said witchlighter." Jenna whispered.

"And that is?" Chris whispered into her ear sending shivers down her spine.

Jenna turned so she faced him and leaned in so their lips were brushing as she talked. "That she loves the witchlighter." She kissed him before he pulled back.

"Did you just say you loved me?" Chris asked starting to break out into a grin, Jenna nodded. "Well the witchlighter returns the message. He rubbed their noses together, grins covering both faces.

"I love you." Jenna repeated.

"I love you too." Chris replied and kissed her.

Jenna was in a bedroom. There was a bed with blue covers, a bookcase, a closet. She walked over to the bedside table. Strange, whoever this is, he or she has loads of books and clothes strewn around the room, Jenna picked up a picture before finishing her thought, …just like me. She looked at the photo with wide eyes. It was her but she couldn't remember anything from this picture.

"That's right." Jenna turned sharply around to the voice.

"Who are you?" she carefully put the picture down.

"I think you know by now."

"Me? At 13?" The girl smiled and nodded her head.

"Call me your inner child, memory keeper… Jen if you will. Your personality, I… we think nicknames are like that, you can't choose your name but you can choose your nickname, like when we were 16 we were called…"

Jenna picked up immediately with a smile. "Jella Tots because we loved Jelly Tots." I remember that.

"Did you before?" Jen asked and smirked when Jenna shook her head.

"Well that's why I'm here. And yeah I did know you were gonna ask." she laughed as Jenna opened her mouth.

"So why am I here?"

"Well you remember blurs, I remember details. Our destiny requires us to…"

"Use our minds." Jenna continued remembering the note. "But I don't get why I'm here. Why me? And why am I remembering now?"

"Because you need to, the world rests on your shoulders."

"Me?" Jen nodded.

"Stonehenge is the base for magic."

"But… mum, dad."

"Us. When they died in a car crash, which we miraculously survived, we were leaving Stonehenge, a place believed to have magical properties. But at that moment, in the Charmed Ones world the Destinies were choosing the Saviour, and being surrounded by the Stonehenge, the jolt from the crash mixed the particles and looking over their Worlds the Destinies saw us, with raw old magic surrounding us and have been preparing us. Every emotional and physical battle, even watching Charmed, hell I bet they created Charmed in our old world to be honest, it was preparing for this. You… no we are the Saviour."

"Ok."

"Really?" Jen looked surprised.

"No." Jenna sat down on the bed. "What happens about me and Chris?"

"I … don't know. I only know how much they," she pointed to the ceiling, ", let me know and how much we know."

"So this was all buried in my mind waiting … and I'm the Saviour … who has to save the world. Okay. I'm good."

"But I do know one more thing." Jen paused debating whether to tell her this or not. "We… you might not survive. The raw magic might consume you."

"I might not see Chris again."

"But without you using the magic he would never survive anyway."

"God, now I know how the Charmed Ones feel."

"Yeah, hurts your head, doesn't it." Jen moved forward and put her hand on Jenna's back. "I can only tell you, they can only help you, your friends can only support you but it's you who makes the decision."

Jenna shot up from Chris' hold, luckily not waking him. Chris mumbled and turned over. Jenna ran a hand down her sweating forehead.

"Oh my god!" Jenna breathed.

"She's ready."

The room was empty and completely black with the exception of a section of the floor, which was glowing white but did not reveal anything in the shadows or the figures that were talking. In the middle was a hologram of Jenna thinking about what happened, head rested on knees with a cup of coffee in her hands.

"Not …just yet." Another voice called, this voice was deeper, colder.

"We'll give her a few more days, one last chance at this world." Yet another voice called.

"So it begins…"

And so it does begin! Coming up to the end of Season 6 and I want to know do you want to have some future scenes in there or end it after Season 6?

Also I had some people favouriting and alerting this story, if you are doing that please review, it makes me feel so much better and gives me motivation to write. (Look what two reviewers did - got me to finish thsi chapter!)