Sorry, it's been awhile. Plus, whenever I come back after like a week off of writing there is something always in my way of putting this up.

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Wyatt finally entered the club after being detained in line forever until one of the bouncers realized who he was. He had finally made it. Of course, he still had some reservations for even coming. Sure, his family would be there and Chris would actually be there for once to have a fun time, but he still had a bad feeling about it all.

It seemed like forever since Chris and he had been in the same room together let alone talked to one another. It wasn't Victoria's fault for this either. Not completely, that is. Chris had been with her every day he could since the day they had saved her. Of course, Wyatt would have done the same thing for the girl he loved especially after everything that Victoria had faced.

Victoria had been through a lot and now she was trying to repair her life. Unlike most people that slowly go through life and deal with the loss of everyone and everything natural to them, Victoria had just decided to plow through the caution tape of it all and get what she needed done.

She had decided to sell her family's house and also the house they had left to her as a wedding present. These two things, Wyatt understood. He wouldn't want to be in the Manor if he had lost his family and his fiancé there on his own wedding day. So, he could completely agree with her on it all.

She had then bought her own house in order to start anew, and then she'd decided she was going to college. Which was weird since she should have been mourning, but instead she had seen a way to get her life going again.

In the last month, she had somehow found a way to go through all her worldly possessions as well as her family's and decide what she needed or didn't need before having a yard sale on most of it. She then had went through all her wedding gifts and chose what she wanted to keep or whatnot since she couldn't really return them to the dead people who had given them to her. The things she got two of or didn't need she had even contributed to charity so others could use them.

In between it all, she had talked with the police to verify what had happened to everyone. She had told them she had been in shock when it had happened and she had fled. She hadn't known what to do so she had gone to the Halliwell's where she finally told them what happened and then had made her go to the police to tell them everything.

The police had accepted her story and with it they had decided to say a freak accident had happened. They had explained the deaths of everyone at her wedding as a freak lightning storm that had killed everyone there from either shock or being struck. They had even patted her on the back and said she was lucky to survive it.

She was going through life and on with it without a hitch. Which had started Wyatt worrying all over again. Sure, she was good now. All her acts of kindness and her occasional helping of his family to vanquish demons showed that, but then there was always something off about it all.

Instead, of showing the feelings she was compressing about everything in the world she was going through. Especially, everything she was going through at fast rates of time. He knew she had to keep herself busy in order to not think about how life had changed, but he knew something wrong could happen because of it.

Not only was she beyond powerful, but she could hurt someone when she finally realized that she couldn't just ignore her grief.

He knew that was one of the main reasons that Chris was always with her as of late. He was waiting for her to need him. Sure, she needed Chris and they were great together, but in the same moment of needing him to stay sane Wyatt could tell that she didn't really want to attach herself to Chris. He could tell she didn't want to get hurt all over again because of the godforsaken curse, but they had ended the curse. He didn't know why she couldn't accept that fact.

Victoria, now more then ever, was still a puzzle within itself.

She didn't let many things out if she didn't need to yet at the same time she was completely see through. At least to Wyatt. He could see her suffering and her lame attempts at trying not to let others know. He could tell she was as strong but not as willing to live as she should be with her second chance at life. Which had struck him as odd, but he never had understood her. Even now as he saw her smiling and leaning against Chris he could see her death wish sealed inside of her violet-blue eyes.

He could also see the plain and simple fact that she was one of the most beautiful people he had ever seen. She was beautiful inside as well as out and that was hard to find now a days in the plastic age. She had a mind of her own as well. Something he had to give her credit for, and if he didn't then he would just be a fool.

She was every bit as powerful as the Halliwell family was. She was almost more then that and it wasn't only because of her powers, but because of her drive. He hated to admit it with his brother also being in love as well as dating her, but he was in love with her too.

Sure, she thought nothing loving really towards him because of his past life and everything else, but she was still trying to stay on good terms with him. More then before, he had to admit she was willing to accept the fact that he wasn't the same evil cripple of a human being his past life self had been.

For that he loved her even more.

He had tried to keep it a secret how he felt for her. She knew it. She had to, or at least she was trying to stay in denial about. Otherwise, he tried to keep it as much of a secret from his family as anything. Which was hard when his own mother knew him inside out nad his Aunt Phoebe was an empath.

Sometimes, it really sucked to be magical.

He didn't want Chris to know. He didn't want to Chris to think that he would do anything to stop them from being together. No matter what, he wanted his brother to be happy.

The only problem with that fact was that when they had saved her he had seen something in her no one else seemed to be seeing. He had seen a killer and he knew better then to denounce that fact. He knew that whatever had happened between her and Andrew had been big.

He knew that it had changed her for the worse.

He wished his brother could see that. Of course, he also didn't really wish for that just because he had a feeling that what he wished for would soon come true. He had a feeling it would come true in the worst possible way. Because of that, Wyatt had a feeling it would destroy both Chris and Victoria in the worst possible ways.

He tried to shake these thoughts from his mind in order to get into a better mood. He couldn't just show up there and ruin Chris's good time.

It didn't take him long to find a distraction. In the front of the crowd, he heard the lead singer of Red Helter singing her song. Her deep alto voice barricaded itself inside of his mind as he slowly made his way to his family and Victoria. Something about that voice was so compelling. Something about the singer was making him want to stand spellbound at the front of the crowd like everyone else was.

"Breath it in and breath it out, And pass it on, it's almost out," the singer sang in her alto voice

At least there's words, Piper thought happily.

It was then that Victoria who had been sitting on the bar stool beside her a moment before pitched backwards into the crowd in a dead faint.

Piper who had only looked away from Victoria a moment before instantly glanced back as she saw some movement out of the corner of her eye. There, Victoria was. Her face had become the color of a corpse and now she was plunging backwards into the crowd. Her violet-blue eyes were now closed and she was completely out of it. Piper didn't have much time to respond or do anything.

"Victoria," she cried as she started to scoot off of the black bar stool.

Chris who had been looking up at the singer looked back at the same moment his mother had cried out and saw what had happened. He took a few running steps and then plunged towards Victoria. His knees brushed the bars ground as he slid over the floor to catch her.

In that moments time, he had somehow successfully saved Victoria from falling back onto the hardwood floor. He looked down over her extremely pale face in worry. She had said nothing was wrong, but he hadn't believed her. He should have stayed next to her. If he had then she wouldn't have almost gotten herself hurt far worse then she already was.

He touched her forehead with his forehand to find a cold sweat that lingered over its surface. Other then that, she lay slack in his arms as he looked down on her desperately trying to find some reason for her falling over.

Instead, he found none. She had no wounds and no one had attacked her. His mother would have froze them if someone had or Victoria would have cried out if she had been attacked. Whatever was wrong with her was staying with her as she laid unconscious in his arms.

In the background the singer kept on singing her song as if nothing happened.

"We're so creative, so much more, We're high above, but on the floor.."

He watched her chest rise and fall in a shaky breath. At least she was still breathing.

"Victoria?" he called to her, but she showed no reaction as she lay slackly inside of his arms.

"Is she okay?" Piper asked, as she finally made it to kneel down slightly beside them.

"I don't know. She's breathing. But that's all I know right now. Mom, what happened," he asked her raising his forest green eyes up to hers in worriment. He touched the inside of her wrist and felt her heartbeat. It was slow. It was slower then it should be.

"It's not a habit, it's cool, I feel alive If you don't have it you're on the other side." the singer sang.

"Chris, she just fainted. I didn't have time to react or I would have froze everything." Piper told him.

"I know. I barely even made it to her!"

"Hey, you guys what's up?" Wyatt asked as he came over to them after surfacing from behind two very large guys blocking his sight of what had happened.

There he looked down to find Victoria laying in Chris's arms unconscious. Instantly, he looked around them looking for the source of why she was unconscious. Seeing none, he looked back at his mother and brother in questioning. What happened? He had been behind those two guys trying to cut through the crowd for less then a minute and already Victoria was unconscious and basically on the floor.

"The deeper you stick it in your vein, The deeper the thoughts, there's no more pain," the singer sang on into the microphone inside of her own world as much as the Charmed Ones were into theirs.

When no response was made Wyatt froze time around them. It was the best h could do without any answers that were needed. At least this way they could talk to one another without being censored.

"What the hell's going on?" he asked, as he looked down at his brother and mother kneeling on the floor.

"Wyatt, you don't have to freeze the room. There's nothing magically wrong here." Piper told her oldest son as she slowly came to her feet. There she stood beside Wyatt three inches shorter then him.

"I can see that, mom. I just thought it would be better if Victoria could get some air without everyone crowding around her like they will when they realized she's passed out. This way we don't get any unnecessary attention." Wyatt informed his mother.

"You know what? Good thinking, Wyatt" she told him pointing her index finger at him with a grin, and then she turned to Chris. "So, Chris? Do you think you can get her to the backroom?"

"Yeah, I think so. Nice thinking, Wy." Chris said as he got to his feet with Victoria in his arms.

Chris was heavily surprised that for once Wyatt was thinking about doing something good that effected Victoria. Ever since they had saved her life and killed off evil past life Wyatt, he had been acting strangely around Victoria.

At first, Chris had thought that maybe it was because he didn't know how to act around her after everything, but then he'd realized it was something else. Wyatt wouldn't tell him though. He had started to hint at a few things over the last month about Victoria, but then he had admitted that he didn't really know for sure and had backed off.

Chris also knew something that Wyatt didn't want him to really know.

He knew that Wyatt had a lot more then friendly feelings for Victoria. Once, when Wyatt hadn't thought anyone was watching he had just stared at Victoria in the first few days that she had been housebound to the Manor so everyone could watch over her while she dealt with everything that had happened. Chris had seen him though. He had seen the feelings behind how Wyatt was acting.

There were millions of girls in the world and he didn't doubt that Wyatt could have any one of them if he tried. He just wished Wyatt would go for someone that Chris wasn't with at the time. Like Glenda who lived down the street, went to the same school they had, and had had a crush on Wyatt since kindergarten.

"I do what I can," Wyatt said shrugging his shoulders. "You sure you got her?"

"Yeah," Chris said, "I'm fine."

Piper watched both brother's and itched the side of her forehead not knowing exactly what to do in the slight tension. She hadn't seen them like this towards each other since Wyatt had ruined Chris's favorite pokemon toy as a child. Now, they were acting like this all because of a girl. Instantly, she went straight into being the family buffer she had been for so many years before Prue had died and tried to refrain them from getting any worse.

"Alright, guys. Wyatt, how about you unfreeze the room before someone comes in off the street and gets the shock of their lifetime. And Chris," she said as he started to move towards the back room. He turned to her, "Take care of her. See what you can do to see what made her faint. I have a feeling that this has been going on for longer then any of us knows, and it's about time that Victoria starts answering questions."

Chris nodded and then turned back towards the backroom. Just as he did the room unfroze around him. People who were moving to the music started up again as he started to press through them. A few saw him and were interested in why there was a unconscious girl in his arms while others just minded their own business and danced to the song playing out around him.

"I'm in heaven, I'm a god, I'm everywhere, I feel so hot."

Chris held tighter to Victoria's limp body as she started to shake in his arms. He looked around the area to make sure no one was looking in their direction. There wasn't a soul in sight that saw them. So he used his telekinesis to open the door to make it easier on himself. If his mother had been there she would have complained about personal gain, but again she wasn't so he didn't dwell on the though. He had to find out what was happening to Victoria.

He had to see if he could heal her and find out what was going on with her. Why she hadn't been truthful to them and admitted to feeling sick. Why she always had to be strong for everyone and never let anyone in enough to see that she was hurting. He hated her martyr syndrome when it came to her hurting herself enough to be unconscious and possible deathly sick in his arms. He wished she would trust him enough to tell him everything and not just let him be on the outside of all her feelings.

Chris hurriedly took her into the backroom. There, he used his telekinesis to turn on a small green lamp on the redwood desk and then he went around the desk. He for once was happy that they had a small mattress in the back office. Why, he had no clue, but at least it was there for times like these.

He gently placed Victoria onto the mattress and pushed her matted reddish brown curls away from her face. She looked like death. She was so pale and she wasn't at all in the same plane as he was. He sat on the edge of the creaky white mattress and looked down on her.

In only the short time that was a month, he had hated and loved her. She had come into his life as an enemy there only under the suicide mission of killing his own brother. Then, he had found out why she really was there. She had been trying to get her revenge as well as trying to find a way to survive a curse that Wyatt had placed on her in their last lifetime together.

He'd went to her after she had left the truth bomb over their house. She had admitted to everyone that she had only come to die. He had went to her to see who she really was and because during the time she had been talking to them like a rational human being he had started to feel something towards her that he hadn't felt in a long time towards someone.

He'd fallen for her.

Everything had happened so fast then. Somehow evil Wyatt had come out of no where and she had been kidnapped by him. Chris had been the only one who could have saved Victoria as well as bring his brother back to his real lifetime. So, he had went after her.

After the fight, he had gotten his older brother back and saved Victoria's life. No longer was she cursed to die young and relive another life with the curse hanging over her head, but now she was here with him alive and she loved him. She was happy.

His brother on the other hand. Wyatt, he didn't now what to say about him. He had started acting strange. He wasn't being himself. He would stay away for long periods of time whenever Victoria was there or else he would stand there and stare at them as if they were aliens.

Whatever it was, Wyatt was staying close lipped about it and Chris was starting to get annoyed. He was sick and tired of the way his brother was acting. It made him worry even more then before. Because sometimes he had a feeling that evil past life Wyatt hadn't really been completely destroyed. Deep down, Chris had a feeling that Wyatt had somehow kept the bad crazy part of his past life self and was now wandering around every day with that in himself.

Sometimes, Chris wanted to exorcize his brother just to find out if he was still infected with his evil past self. Other times, he wanted to use the truth spell in the Book of Shadows already to find out what Wyatt really was thinking about whenever he acted strange and pulled himself away from everyone.

Chris pushed his thoughts of action away as he looked down on Victoria. Whatever had happened to her it was really screwing her up. Already, she was sweating and shaking like she had a high fever. She didn't though. She was cold to the touch.

Chris grabbed an extra blue black blanket hanging off of the office chair and laid it over her shaking body and then he resumed his place beside of her. He knew of only one thing he could do right now. He had to try to heal her.