Chapter Twelve:

Chris, Brian, Leo and Bridget could do nothing but stare at the spot that Wyatt had just snatched Prue from. Bridget was the first to speak up. "Leo you have to heal Sean, Prue would not want anything to happen to him." Leo, responding quickly ran over to the kitchen where The youngest Morris lay unconscious, gravely injured. The healing process took a lot longer than usual, but luckily it had been in time, and Sean slowly came to. "Prue" he called out before realizing that she was gone. "What happened" he asked desperate to know what had happened to the girl he loved more than anything. None of them were too eager to give him an answer.

By this time Chris had gotten to his feet and was furiously pacing back and forth, he knew he was losing it. It was simply too much. He had failed her. The baby cousin that he had always loved so much, and who he had been taking care of for so long had been taken by his sick brother. Feeling complete loss of control, he picked up a vase and threw it at the wall, watching as it smashed into bits.

The loud crash caught everyone's attention. Leo had been healing Bridget's wound, while Brian was informing Sean about what had happened after he lost consciousness; he told Sean how Wyatt had taken Prue. Upon hearing the crash everyone turned toward Chris, realizing how out of control he had become. Leo trying desperately to calm Chris down, assured his son: "Chris everything is going to be okay, we can fix this." "Okay?" Chris asked furiously, "Things have not been okay for as long as I can remember, and I don't see them ever being okay again. He took her and I was useless, I couldn't stop him." With that Chris stormed out of the apartment trying desperately to run away from his life.

"This is all my fault." Bridget cried. "I should have never let her go through with this plan." She felt horrible. Her best friend was now in the hands of the purest evil there was, and if she had simply gone to Chris and Brian and told them what Prue was planning she could have stopped all of this. Brian did not know whether to comfort his sister or yell at her. He was furious that she and Prue had gone off on their own, putting themselves in danger, but at the same time he was so thankful that she was okay.

"What's done is done" Brian told his sister. "Now we just have to find a way to get Prue back." Sean, finally gripping the situation, "yes we have to find her and get her away from that bastard." He then turned to the elder. "Leo, can you sense her anywhere.?" "No" Leo answered, "He must have her in the underworld." "Then orb me there." Sean demanded, "I have to find her." "No wait" Brian cut in, "You can't just show up there and expect to rescue her, you have no powers you won't last a second against all of the demons down there. Besides there is no guarantee that Leo will be able to sense her once you get down there. We need a plan." "There isn't time for a plan." Sean shot back, "God knows what he is doing to her down there." He simply could not bear to think of the suffering the love of his life must be going through.

"You don't think he'll kill her do you?" Bridget asked weakly, she simply could not imagine being without her best friend in the world. Leo tried to be the voice of reason. "If he simply wanted her dead I don't think he would have even bothered taking her." Bridget hoped he was right. Sean realized that what Leo said made sense, but it did not make him feel any better.

"Right, he might not want to kill her, but he could do worse, and that is what scares me the most. I won't leave her at that monster's mercy. We have to get to her and now." Sean hated feeling this helpless. There was nothing he could do on his own. He just needed to talk Leo into orbing him underground.

"You are right" Bridget told him, before turning to the others. "We have to save her." "We will" her brother assured her, "but first we need to get back to the club and get some potions to bring with us, along with some backup." "We are going to need Chris too" Leo offered. He knew if they were going to have any chance they would need his son with him. Chris was Wyatt's only weakness. "I'll go find him after I get you all back to the club. Then we'll go under." "And I am coming" Sean demanded, making sure he would not be left behind, he didn't care that he had no powers he had to save her. "All right." Leo said knowing that he would not be able to talk the young man out of it. "Let's go then" with that the four of them orbed out of the apartment on Leo's power.

Meanwhile, Chris had orbed himself to the nearest bar. Normally, Chris was not much of a drinker, but tonight he needed to forget his life; all his failures. "Vodka, straight up." he told the bartender. "and keep them coming." The bar tender simply nodded, giving Chris his drink and leaving the bottle with him. He could tell the boy was underage, but the guy who ran the place served to anyone, and well, he could tell the guy needed a drink.

Chris had already gotten to his fourth drink, when a women about 23 years of age took a seat at the stool next to him, after ordering herself a rum and coke. "You don't come here often do you?" she asked him. "Why do you say that?" Chris answered back with a question. "Never seen you before, and I am here more than I would like to admit." She informed him. "Yeah well it's a good distraction" he told her after downing his fifth drink, before pouring himself another. "You can say that again" she replied.

Chris may have been pretty wasted, but he wasn't blind, he could tell the women sitting next to him was a complete knockout, with her gorgeous hazel eyes, honey colored skin, and the most lustrous brown hair. He had never really had time for relationships, but he was clearly attracted to the young woman. "I'm Bianca" the girl introduced herself before ordering another drink. "Chris" he answered back, he almost could not believe that a woman this attractive was talking to him. "So are you here for the same reason I am? Cause you look like you are." She could tell by the way he was getting through the bottle of Vodka that he was trying to forget something. "I don't know, Why are you here?" He asked her.

"Oh just to forget my life. I'm sick of everyone's expectations. When I come here I can pretend that I am actually the one running my life." Bianca related. She was sort of telling the truth, but it wasn't like she could just tell this random guy that she hated her life because her family expected her to be an accomplished assassin. After all it was her families legacy, she was born a Phoenix, a member of a coven of assassin witches. She was supposed to be a professional killer, but the more she "worked," the more she hated herself . That was her life though and there was no way out.

"Yeah well, your right. I am definitely here to forget what a mess my life is." Chris answered. "Well join the club then" the woman related raising her glass…"to misery loving company." "I'll drink to that" Chris answered back, as they clinked their glasses before taking a drink. "So what is it that brought you here tonight?" Bianca asking, hoping she wasn't being too nosy. "You can't even imagine." Chris answered back. "You'd be surprised." she thought to herself, but decided not to push. "Well take comfort in the fact that whatever it is, it can't be worse than my life." She told him

"I wouldn't be so sure" Chris answered back slurring his words, as he was now beyond intoxicated. "I doubt anyone's life is worse than mine." He thought to himself. His thoughts were interrupted though as he spotted Leo, entering the bar out of the corner of his eye. Not wanting for Bianca to see his Daddy come and fetch him, he made a quick exit. "Well," he said "I really have to go, can't stay in denial forever." he told her, though wishing he could. "It was nice meeting you he told her" flashing her a smile. She returned the gesture. "See you around" She said, "And good luck with everything." He gave her one last nod, before stumbling over to the other side of the bar, hoping to avoid Leo.

He had no such luck, however as Leo spotted his son and followed him out to the back Alley. "Chris, what are you doing?" he demanded. "This is no time to get drunk." "Oh give me a break dad." he shot back. "What are you going to do send me to my room?" Leo chose to ignore the snide remark. "We can still save her Chris, but we need your help." "Right, my help, since I have done so much good already. I'm useless, I can't even protect my own family." Leo could not stand to hear his son talk like this. "Chris you are not useless, but you will be if you don't stop feeling bad for yourself, this is no time for self pity."

"Save the white lighter advice." He threw back at Leo. "I am totally justified in feeling the way I do and you know it. My life is just one big black hole." Leo knew that much of what Chris was saying was true. The boy had been through so much and his own father had not been there to help him. Leo would never forgive himself for that. "Stop this Chris, you still have a lot of good things in your life, people who love you. And one of them is in need of your help right now." It seemed he was finally getting through. "right, we can still get her back. If he has hurt her in any way I will make him pay." Chris orbed himself back to the club, knowing that he had to save his cousin. He was her only hope.

Down in the underworld, Prue was being held in a dark room with nothing in it but a small cot. She did not care about her predicament though, She was just too distraught to think about herself. What happened earlier kept replaying in her mind, Sean jumping in front of her, saving her life and getting hit himself. The last thing she remembered was crying over him, realizing that he was not breathing, and then she was just down here in this room. She had not seen Wyatt since he had left her there for which she was happy, she simply could not take anything right now. All she could feel was grief and loss…and guilt. It was her fault that Sean was dead (it had not occurred to her that Leo may have been able to heal him.) Her stupid plan, and overconfidence had gotten the boy she loved killed. The pain was just overwhelming. Now she could do nothing but curl herself up into a ball and cry hysterically.

It was at that moment that Wyatt orbed in. "Pathetic." he asserted coldly. Seeing her oldest cousin Prue filled with rage. "You Bastard!" She screamed running over to him, and punching him in the chest repeatedly. Wyatt just laughed at how little pain she was actually inflicting. When it started to get tiresome he just flicked his hand and threw her across the room. "Its great to see you too little cousin. Thanks for dropping right into my lap." Normally Prue would have answered back with some sarcastic remark, but at that moment she was simply too grief-stricken. "I hope you like your accommodations, you may be here for awhile. With any luck though I will get you off my hands in a short while." He teased.

"What are you going to do kill me? Go ahead" At that point being reunited with Sean was appealing to her. She just couldn't live with this pain. "If I wanted to kill you, you would be dead already. Yes, that was the original plan, but this one is much better." Prue didn't like the evil glint she saw in his eyes, he had something up his sleeve. "I bet you want to know just what my plan is then huh?" She didn't respond, but that didn't stop him from telling her. "Your cousin, my baby brother, he's going to be desperate to save you. Unfortunately though I have this chamber cloaked so there is no way he will be able to find you. Me however being the great guy that I am, will make him a very generous offer. I free you, in exchange for him. And once I have him down here I will be able to get him to see my way of things." "it will never work" she shot back at him, her grief being replaced by a hell of a lot of anger. She was no where near as confident as she sounded. She knew Chris would give himself up without a second thought if it meant she was safe.

She would not let Wyatt see her doubts though. "Please." he answered back. "We both know that he would sacrifice anything to save his precious baby cousin." He may have been right but she would not back down. She stared him down cold. "I hope you burn in hell." She spat "Get out of here." "I'll go, for now. But I'll be back, you can count on that." With those words he orbed out. Prue then broke down again. She had lost Sean, and before to long she was going to lose Chris too. It was just all too much