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Chapter thirteen: Are you ok?

Underworld, night

Jerek bowed in front of his queen. She towered imperially over him, her sparkling dark eyes narrowed. She really was the most beautiful women he had ever seen.

After watching his companion die by the hands of the witches, he had come immediately back to the manor to inform his queen. He knew how much she graved for this information – and he was the one to give it to her, he thought proudly.

"My queen, I have important news about the Halliwells."

She glanced at him for a moment, before she spoke imperially to the other demons in the room. "Leave us alone!"

The guards didn't need to be told twice, they quickly made an exit.

"Cowards", he thought.

After they were gone she turned her attention back to him. "What do you have to say?"

"My queen, I believe I found one of the twins."

"Oh, you believe.", she asked in her sing sang tone.

He knew she was the most dangerous when she spoke like that. One wrong word now and she would kill him without a second thought. He swallowed.

"Well, he has the right age, he can shoot flames like Isabelle and I heard him and two other witches talking about Chris."

"Chris?" She looked at him surprised.

He didn't miss the way her eyes did light up when he said the name.

"I think they are in contact."

"Then why didn't you bring the boy here?", she demanded to know.

"He was protected."

"Protected?" She snorted. "Protected by whom?"

"By the other two witches."

"Oh", she said dangerously calm. "And you're not able to defeat two stupid witches?" The sarcasm in her voice couldn't be overheard.

"Of course! But this weren't two random witches! One of them was Benji and…", he paused a moment, "I think…, well, the other one looked very similar to Wyatt."

Nicky's bedroom, night

Nicky had used the opportunity to sneak out of the living room into his own. He was more than glad to get away from his parents permanent questions. He lay on his bed glancing up at the ceiling.

His powers were just something he couldn't discuss with anyone. Which was bad. Very bad. He so needed someone he could talk to. Someone who wouldn't freak out and call him insane. Someone who would understand.

And there it was again. The old familiar feeling of loneliness. It was really ironic. Nicky was popular, had many friends and his parents were always there for him. So he actually had a lot of people who cared about him, but despite that all, he felt lonely. The boy sighed.

Suddenly there was a soft knock on the door. "My parents.", he thought.

But when the door opened, there was a man standing in the frame. Avery familiar man! He looked at him with those thoughtful green eyes, just like he did when they first met.

flashback

6-year-old Nicky sat on the swing of the playground. He swung happily back and forth, when suddenly he started to get a massive headache. He clinched his eyes shut.

Then he saw a little girl in a pink dress chasing after her ball, which was rolling on the street. She didn't notice the car that was just a few meters away. The lady in the car slammed immediately on the break, but it was too late. There was a loud crash and a scream and then Nicky opened his eyes again to find himself on the ground beneath the swing.

That's when he first saw him. A young man with messy brown hair and green eyes bent over him and studied him carefully.

"You ok?", he asked.

Nicky was to confused to answer, he looked around frantically. Then he saw her.

A few meters away from him stood two little girls around his age. One of them was the little girl in the pink dress. She was playing ball with her friend. The other girl threw the ball to her. She tried to catch it, but failed and the ball rolled on the street. She ran after it.

Nicky immediately knew what was about to happen.

"No", he screamed after her. "Stay here." But she didnt hear him.

He was too shocked to move, but the man next to him seemed to catch on quickly. He chased after her and managed to grab her and pull her of the street just seconds before the car passed the ball.

end flashback

It wasn't the last time Nicky had seen him. In fact, that guy appeared and disappeared in his life every once and a while, as a matter of preference when he was scared, upset or had a premonition.

And now he was here, standing right in front of him.

"Are you ok?", the man asked.