Disclaimer: I do not own Charmed or any of its characters

Disclaimer: I do not own Charmed or any of its characters. They all belong to Brad Kern and whoever. I do own Amarie, Melissa, Heather, and Grace. Please don't steal them.

Chapter 8

"It's almost seven, Wyatt," Chris yelled out. "Remember to put on socks this time."

"Don't forget to put on cologne," Melissa added helpfully.

"Wyatt and Cassandra, sittin' in a tree, K-I-S-S…" Heather found it hard to continue the chant once Wyatt cast a silencing spell on her.

"Personal gain," Melissa sang out.

Wyatt came out of the bathroom, glaring at his siblings and cousins. "Why are you still here? Doesn't the movie start soon?"

"Not 'till seven-thirty," Amarie informed him. "They wanted to be around to see the girl." Her tone indicated a supreme lack of interest in Wyatt's date. The thirteen year old insisted that dating caused a person's brains to atrophy. Melissa typically replied that Amarie was probably safe from the negative effects.

Heather banged on the table, pointing to her throat. "It'll go away after you leave," Wyatt explained. She glared at him, attempting to project an air of menace. "That would be more impressive if you weren't wearing a Smurfs t-shirt," her cousin informed her. "The little blue guys just aren't that scary."

"Gremlins are scary," Amarie pointed out.

"They're not bad," Chris interjected.

"Yeah, they like you, you freak of nature."

"All of you, out," Wyatt ordered. The next instant, Chris and the girls found themselves sitting in Chris' car.

"He even buckled our seatbelts," Melissa noted in amazement.

"Show-off," Chris grumbled as he started the car.

Wyatt sighed in relief once they were gone. Although he was glad to see the girls, he didn't want them around when Cassandra arrived. He had invited them mainly as a distraction for Chris. Chris had been unusually silent since Kacela's death, and Wyatt knew Chris blamed himself for not being able to save her. Part of Wyatt felt the same way, but he had learned a long time ago that saving everyone was impossible. Chris still hadn't learned that lesson. The girls' enthusiasm and playful teasing would be good for the younger witch.

Ten minutes later, Cassandra knocked on Wyatt's door. He let her in, smiling warmly. "Glad you decided to show up."

"And miss a chance to eat food I didn't cook? Never." She looked around. "Your brother's gone?"

"He took our little sister and cousins out to a movie. Hopefully a long one."

"What movie were you planning on us watching?"

"You get to pick. Your choices are right over there."

Wyatt had politely included some chick flicks along with his favorite action movies. To his relief, she drew out a sci-fi movie. "I love this one."

"Girl's got good taste in movies," Wyatt commented appreciatively. She smirked a little. "Oh, just wait 'till we've been friends for two months. That's when I start pulling out the girly movies."

They talked while watching the movie, trading stories about their respective childhoods. Wyatt noticed the ring on Cassandra's hand. "What's that?"

"Oh, this? It's some thing I bought off of the Internet." She briefly held up her hand, then picked up her Coke and sipped at it. Wyatt had memorized the design in the two seconds it had been visible, and wondered why it seemed so familiar. He made a mental note to look up the design later. After a while, Cassandra yawned. "What time is it?"

"About nine-thirty."

"I really shouldn't be tired so early, but I've been awake for nearly thirty hours. Do you mind if we cut this short?"

"Go home and sleep," Wyatt laughed. "I'll walk you to your car."

"I walked over here, actually."

"Then I'll walk you to your dorm."

Cassandra protested, but gave in when he insisted. She smiled warmly at him when they reached her door. "I had a great time. See you around, Wyatt."

"See you around," he echoed.

Cassandra nearly jumped out of her skin when she opened her door to find someone sitting on her bed. "For crying out loud, Elena, you scared me to death!"

"You're getting slow," Elena calmly replied. She studied Cassandra carefully. "I trust the date went well?"

"What are you talking about?"

"You were with Wyatt Halliwell."

"Unlike you, I don't feel the need to seduce every man I meet."

"Just as well he didn't kiss you. One date is fine, but don't make it a habit. The elders would be most displeased if you were to fall in love with him."

"Relax, that is not going to happen." Cassandra's amused tone seemed to reassure Elena, but only partially.

"See that it doesn't. Your job is to watch him, and kill him if it becomes necessary."

"I'm well aware of that."

"Good." Elena disappeared before Cassandra could respond. She sighed a little before getting ready for bed. Family visits were always exhausting. "Please don't make me kill you, Wyatt Halliwell," she asked out loud. "It'd certainly be a shame." She went to bed wondering what would happen next.

The End

A/N: I hope you liked Discovery. I'm planning to write both a prequel and a sequel, but they may be a long time in coming. The prequel will deal with a few things mentioned in the last couple chapters. Cassandra will be a character in the sequel, and possibly make a cameo in the prequel. I'm trying to decide whether to kill her off. Any preferences? Should she live or die? Should I make her evil, good, or both? Please review!