Victoria realized that she had spoken what she had just figured out from her dream aloud. Oh, crap, she thought as she watched Chris as his lazy eyes turned to a shocked green as they froze on hers and her words made sense to his half asleep mind.

She had done it now. There was no way she could just be like 'Oh, I was just kidding. Silly me' after she had just said he was a ghost. Hell, if there was any truth to what she had just somehow witnessed- which if her new power was still in action like she believed it was- then Chris really had died. Which would mean he should be dead right now and not alive and lying right next to her.

It didn't make any sense to her. Maybe, she qas going crazy, or maybe it was a secret that was kept even from him.

Chris had never said anything to hit her off on the whole living ghost thing so she had a feeling it had to be a little bit confidential to him too. Plus, he was so not like this Chris that she had just witnessed die right in front of her eyes. That Chris had been burdened heavily and sad and crippled by his own personal private agenda to save his family. The Chris she knew now barely was burdened by anything as horrific as the future world she had been given a glance at, and he didn't have that sad brooding look that the other had had.

Of course, Chris didn't have a beautiful magical fiancé by the name of Bianca either.

She pushed her slight jealousy and confusion aside on the whole subject of Bianca, Chris, and marriage and tried to reason out why Chris didn't know.

Knowing the Charmed Ones, Chris's whole short life in the past probably had been a hush hush operation between them. Hell, Victoria didn't blame them. If what she had witnessed actually had happened she would never know how to tell her own kid that he had come back from some horrible future where his brother was an evil tyrant and in doing so his destiny was to be killed off in the past that he was so desperately trying to save for the sake of everyone's future.

Hell, it didn't seem right for a Charmed One let alone her son to be able to just die that easily. Unless, of course, the Elders had had something to do with that.

Until she got close enough to ask someone about it she didn't know what exactly she could possibly do with this newfound information about Chris. Except be quiet and play stupid for now.

Chris's green emerald colored eyes opened wider as he realized what she had said and he burst awake in a sitting position on the pulled out bumpy mattress, "Ghost? How? Where? Why?"

Victoria gaped at him a moment not knowing what to say to him. Right now, she didn't know if what she had saw in her dream.. Her premonition.. Whatever it was... was real or not. If it was it was just so very creepy to know that her own boyfriend wasn't supposed to be alive and that he had basically already kind of died.

Which meant that she was dating a ghost, or someone that was undead.

"Oh, no." she mumbled as she sat up with him and rubbed her eyes tiredly as the sunlight glinted into her eyes blinding her for a moment.

"What?" he asked.

She couldn't help it. As soon as her eyesight came back she saw a completely frazzled looking Chris. His hair was everywhere. It was sticking up in weird positions on his head giving him antlers or devil horns maybe and his whole worried facial expression just hit her hard as she started to laugh. She giggled trying not to as he watched her in a grumpy stupor.

"You lied to me?" he asked her intensely. Before she could get away he attacked her and started tickling her all over her stomach and her arms as she flailed around trapped. It was times like these where the world didn't matter to them as she grabbed a hold of a pillow beside her and wacked him in the head with it.

Chris groaned as he pulled her up over his broad chest and held her close over top of him with his arms covering her weak attempts at trying to get away. She kept laughing as he kissed the back of her neck and then rested his chin on her shoulder lightly. The feel of his warm skin settled over hers as she let him win this fight.

"You tried to give me heart attack." he grumbled into her ear as she smiled with her eyes closed to the world around them and let his words settle over her like a blanket on a cold winter night.

She loved him. Se couldn't help it. She couldn't help feeling completely paralyzed as well as happy as she laid over top of him and gave in to being there. He was the first person to ever really make her feel like they were the only two people in the world that mattered as well as existed. It was just perfect this way.

She smiled as she stayed in his warm arms. The gold sunlight glinted around them like shafting meteor showers of lights as they panickly raced into place. The shafts of sunshine blew onto them and whirled around them creating golden light shafts as well as shadows to envelope them in a tableau of light. Victoria's reddish-brown curls fell around her pale face concealing her bright smile as well as falling to tickle over Chris's arms holding her.

Chris just held onto her. It was times like these for him that he got to be with Victoria and had possession over her completely in their peaceful tranquility.

Times like these were scarce and rare in between.

"You overreacted." she mumbled back to him sleepily.

"Right. Then, why did you say something about a ghost?" he asked her.

"I uh..." she said not coming up with anything off of the top of her head as an excuse. The whole time she just wanted to fall asleep in his arms again.

"So, then tell me what's wrong?" he asked her as he found her hands and started intertwining his with hers.

"I just had a weird dream." she told him as she opened her violet-blue eyes back up to the way too bright world of sunlight around them.

"Oh, yeah. Care to tell."

"Hmmm." she mumbled again trying to get comfy again so she could fall back asleep but he bit her shoulder gently to keep her awake.

"Come on. You're not getting out of this one so easily. "he told her firmly.

"Yeah... fine, you biter," she replied.

She would tell him sooner or later. She had to. She owed him that. Hell, his family owed him that, but she wasn't about to be the first one to spout off all this information if she didn't know if it was just a dream or if it was really real.

If it was a dream then it was one sure hellfire of a dream.

"I'm all ears." he reminded her.

"Okay, okay. I had this horrible nightmare. You were in it..." she started.

"And.. What I bit the big one? I married a warlock? Wyatt and I finally got along?" Chris asked sarcastically as his arms developed her as he spouted out ideas.

Well, let's see. You got the first one right. You sure did bite the big one only not in the right time. You kind of were engaged to a powerful being. Victoria didn't know if Bianca was evil or not since she hadn't exactly been told on that one. Hell, she didn't know exactly how to take it even .

It felt like he had cheated on her in a way with that girl. Of course, that girl didn't exist in his life in this timeline so she didn't get it. She didn't want to be jealous of some girl who didn't matter to him now, but here she was being jealous.

Maybe, it was because they had been happy together. If that could be possible in the time and place Victoria had seen them both in. Maybe, it was because even in that horrible place in time they were still together and happy and peaceful and in love.

She pressed the matter out of her head with a grim smile. Chris's last suggestion over him and Wyatt getting along filled her mind as she breathed in a long breath of air.

Oh and yeah, Wyatt and he just never would get along. It just wasn't written in the stars for them. Too bad for Chris it might have saved his life in that alternate reality, timeline, or whatever.

"Oh, nothing that big." she lied to him lightly.

"Damn I was hoping for a miracle," he said to her not at all giving up on answers.

"Yeah, it was all really horrible though. It was like a nightmare. You were in it and I was in it and everyone else was there." she told him as she smiled knowing where she was going to go with her nightmare to get Chris off of her case for now.

"Should I get the popcorn now?"

"Why?" she asked.

"Cause this is starting to sound like an epic." Chris told her sarcastically.

"Liar . Take that back!" she giggled and flicked him. He went to flick her back but she somehow had had enough time to distract him in order for her to roll over him so that she was facing him now. From there she sat on top of him and laughed as if she had won the battle.

"Fine. I have shut up. Continue." he replied in defeat as he placed his arms behind his head.

"Finally. If there will be no more interruptions I shall continue." she replied, smugly as she folded her arms and waited for him to say something.

He only made an innocent face at her that she had come so accustomed to over the short time that they had been together. She rolled her blue-violet eyes at him and again began.

"Then, there was this girl.. A blond of all things. And she was a preppy trust fund baby!"

Just as Victoria started to recap her 'nightmare' Leigh groaned. She was squished on her one side in the bed and she didn't like it. She lazily turned onto her other side on the bed to get her head out of the small portal of sunlight that had fixated itself on her face. She wanted to sleep. She liked to sleep. She wanted her beauty sleep.

Leigh yawned heavily and pulled her blankets over her body and sneezed. Oh, that's just not right.

Leigh quickly pulled herself up to a sitting position on the bed. To the causal viewer she looked like one of the living dead zombies pulling herself out of the grave. Her blond ringlets were flying everywhere around her in the sunlight, her blue eyes were all squinting, and her mouth was trembling in a constant yawn.

Her eyes didn't stay open as she looked at the room around her through a small crack in the blanket shrouding her body. She saw another bed a few feet from hers, she saw a mess of clothes on the floor, and she saw pictures of some bimbo singers on the wall. Leigh flew back onto the bed and groaned again as she pulled the covers to her in her cold state of mind.

It was just too early. She didn't want to wake up. Screw school she didn't need an education all she needed was to become a famous singer and sing her life away. She could live out of a suitcase whether her dad believed it or not.

All she needed in that suitcase were some Gucci shoes, some of her favorite Tommy Hilfiger jeans, all her high maintenance hair care/makeup/bath products and she would be fine. Of course, she would just have to steal her dad's maid, Rosalyn, because she was a genius when it came to hair and she was really good at cleaning up after Leigh. Yep, Rosalyn would be a must.

Yep, and she would have to take her favorite $1,000 sheets and pillows with her because she would never be able to be on the road or in a crappy motel without them. Yep, she had it all planned out. All she needed now was to be famous and she would be fine.

Hold on a sec, something was off. She opened her blue eyes to the world beneath the blankets that she was cuddling to her body and realized something was really off.

The covers were rough on her skin unlike the silkiness she was used to at home and they were old. The blanket over top of the sheet wasn't even a color she liked. It was like dark green so unlike her brightly colored pop star pink bedroom.

Oh my god. Oh my god, where am I? She thought as her blue china eyes grew to the size of saucers and she swallowed heavily.

The smell of the blankets weren't even a girls. They were a guys. A very nice smelling guy.. MMM. She thought as she smelled them and wafted in the smell of Axe. She loved the cologne for Axe. It didn't matter that it was cheap as hell it smelled ten times better then any Tommy Hilfiger brand or whatever for a guy.

"Mmmm." she verbalized her happiness for a second more.

Hold on, wait a second. She started panicking as she realized that she shouldn't be in some guys bedroom She wasn't supposed to be here. She hadn't been around any guys to be here last night.

Wait, what had she done last night?

A big black blank came to mind as she made sure she was fully clothed. Which she was so that ruled out anything she may be regretting about now. She looked around the room, but saw no one as she started to hyperventilate.

Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god, were the only words that kept repeating inside of her mind as she poked her head out of her covers a little bit more.

Then, one of the hottest most built tanned guys entered the room. He was only wearing a white towel! Water from the shower he had just taken was glistening in his hair as he passed through the messy room as if this were a normal everyday occurrence. Wow, he was hot.

Leigh gaped at him as he looked for some clean clothes by sniffing the pile on the floor and felt like melting.

"Oh god. The horrors." Chris cried out as Victoria leaned down over him and kissed him softly on his mouth after telling him of the evil preppy girl in her nightmare.

"And she screamed and her scream was like this deafening hi-definition sound of pure torment that could easily deafen any sane mortals ears." she told him in between a few more kisses.

Wyatt finally found a blue shirt and an old pair of faded jeans that were clean and smiled as if victory. Something made the back of his neck prickle slightly as he did so and he conceded to the urge to look over his shoulder to where the innocent had been sleeping earlier jus to make sure she was still there and still sleeping.

She was no longer asleep. She was gaping at him as she stared at him. He bit his lip not knowing what to do and not wanting to say something that could easily make her panic. He looked down at the towel that was his source of clothing and realized what she must be thinking.

Crap, he thought as he looked around the room. He pulled his clothes to him to the towel to make it not seem as bad as it looked.

"Uh, hi," he said as he watched her as if she were a rabid animal.

"Hi," she hiccupped out as she kept looking from his face to his towel to his face again.

He felt like meat on the market as she did. "Okay, uh. I'm Wyatt." he said feeling stupid. Right now he wanted to be dressed, not looked at like meat, and also not introducing himself partially naked.

"Leigh," she whispered and smiled a big smile. "What did we do last night, Wyatt? Cause I am like drawing a blank here and like I don't know what to think and then there you are all half naked and like wow you look really good. Oh, my god! Did I just say that? Wow, I am so going to shut up now."

Well, at least she wasn't screaming, Wyatt thought as he smiled uneasily. Of course, a person had to be half naked and hot in front of her for her not to scream her lungs out. Of course, on the other hand, this could work out. He could get her to trust him and then she wouldn't pierce anyone's ear drums again. That could be a good thing.

Of course that idea flew out the window when the demon Norxous shimmered into the room right beside her. She gulped in and looked at the demon. She rubbed her eyes and saw he really had just appeared right in front of her and then she screamed at the top of her lungs.

Wyatt looked at the new party to the room in surprise. The demon had dark black hair with eyes that were all black without any detail of white around them. The demon looked around in surprise at where he was as if he hadn't meant to even show up there and then he raised a clawed hand at the girl.

Wyatt resisted the urge to run from the room and let the demon take her and her high pitched screaming self with him. Of course, the demon seemed just as surprised to be there as the girl was to see him.

Norxous quickly belted the girl in the mouth to get her to stop screaming like a lunatic. Sadly, Wyatt was happy by the movement as he started towards the demon before he could do anymore damage to her. Now, the demons actions towards his innocent weren't necessary since she wasn't a threat to him but shutting her up could have been done peacefully! Wyatt instantly went after him as he ignored the stunned look that Leigh was giving the demon as she held her wounded mouth.

Wyatt used his telekinetic powers to throw a light at the demon who shuffled backwards again, and then he threw a nearby dresser at him causing the demon to fly backwards even more. Wyatt didn't even give the demon a chance to defend himself as he sent more objects straight at him. It had been a long night and an early morning and Wyatt wasn't in the mood to deal with some demon's crap

So he was about ready to finish killing him off when it happened. The demon was right by the window now. Before Wyatt could do anything else to the demon the demon ended up losing his balance on some old shoe lying on the messy floor and falling right out of his two story up bedroom window. Wyatt gaped in surprise as he saw it happen.

It wasn't everyday that he got off that easily.

He quickly ran over to the window to see where the demon was. He saw no splattered demon on the ground in his backyard. His backyard looked completely normal and there was no demon paragon of evil anywhere in it. Damn, he must have shimmered out before he could hit the ground. Wyatt guessed he wasn't that easy to kill as he walked back into the room and saw Leigh.

She looked like she was in a state of shock as she looked from him to the window. He didn't give her a chance to say anything. Instead, Wyatt kneeled beside her and looked into her ocean blue eyes. Her mouth was bleeding from a deep cut the demon had given her with one of his clawed nails. Wyatt went to touch her lip but then decided to say what he was going to do so she didn't have another panic attack.

"Look, I am going to look at your lip and help you okay?"

She looked at him as if he were insane and then looked back at the window where the demon had been moments before.

Wyatt stopped caring and instantly went and touched her lip now that she knew what he was doing. She flinched at his touch and he looked at her face again as he bit his own lip. He had to admit when she wasn't screaming at the top of her lungs she was pretty.

He instantly started to heal her. The all familiar golden light passed from his hand to her wound and it healed it as he let his hand rest over her mouth. She gulped as she felt the power radiate through her from his strong hands. When he was done she quickly backed away from him and looked at herself in the mirror.

She saw her wound was gone as she did so and looked back at him scared. She looked again to the mirror to make sure she wasn't seeing things and then she stepped away from him and towards his bedroom door.

"You're like an alien right?" she asked.

"What?" he asked in surprise.

"Like Roswell. You healed me like that alien dude Max. You're like not human and you have kidnapped me and all these other evil aliens are after you... Now they know who I am and they'll go after me and you did this. "she cried out as she watched him.

"No.. Now, What's Roswell?" he asked in confusion as he ran his hand through his wet, unruly dirty blond hair.

"Hello, classic TV. show. Sci-Fi network. "she told him as she ran into the bed on her whole route of avoiding him. "Oh my god! Did like you impregnate me last night? With your alien baby? Oh my god. I have to go!"

Leigh tried to run out of the messy alien's bedroom but Wyatt caught her arm in a derailing process to get her to understand he wasn't an alien, "No, that is not it. Please!"

There was a small moment that she looked like she may have believed him. Then, she looked down at his towel and back up at him. He saw her resolve pass over her face as she tried to get out of his grip.

"Help! Help!" she started screaming as he tried to keep a hold of her. Before he knew it she had done the last thing he would have expected. She grabbed the towel wrapping around his waist right from his body and as he grab for it to cover himself she ran out of the room as quickly as possible.

"Wait" he called after her but she didn't as she ran down the stairs still screaming at the top of her lungs.

"You know this all sounds so familiar." Chris told Victoria as he rubbed his chin slightly looking like a deranged Sherlock Holmes.

"Yeah, and she was here in the Manor and then they made her our innocent so we would have to protect her." Victoria concluded her story.

Victoria smiled as she sat beside Chris now fully awake, but feeling completely lazy. Chris mirrored her and sat beside her as he laughed at her nightmare.

"Wow, I think I had the same dream." he told her as he watched the main staircase to the house as they heard a shriek from upstairs that instantly disappeared. They both looked at each other in the silence as if hoping they had only merely dreamt it up.

A scream bellowed through air again from the upstairs. Victoria groaned and leaned against Chris and said. "Damn. I was hoping that it was only a dream."

"Sorry." Wyatt yelled out to anyone still in the house having to hear the girl screaming yet again from the upstairs hallway.

The murderous pitfalls of a girl barreling feet vibrated through the hallways as the girl ran down the stairs and pointed at them where they sat on the couches mattress. She looked like she was completely insane and Victoria didn't disbelieve that that may be the truth for the girl during every moment of the day.

"You're.. You're all aliens. You guys are evil devilish cult-like alien pod people and I don't have to stay for this." their innocent told them all as she folded her arms over her chest. "I will not have any aliens babies and I will report you to the F.B.I. or something."

Wyatt trailed downstairs after her as Victoria smiled at the girl. Aliens? Now that was a new one. She'd have to thank the Elders one day for giving them this very special innocent.

"Nice going, Wyatt." Chris wisecracked to his slightly disgruntled looking older brother. "She thinks we're aliens."

"Yeah, I know." Wyatt replied completely out of breath.

"How did she get that idea?" Chris asked him. "Wyatt, what did you do?"

"Me?" Wyatt asked annoyed. "I didn't do anything. A demon shimmered in. I got rid of him and I healed her. Now, she thinks we're aliens."

"Yeah, I still don't get the link." Victoria said, incredulously.

"She watches too much TV." Wyatt replied. "Roswell."

"Oh," Victoria mumbled as she connected it all together. And then she started laughing, "Oh."

"Yeah, I know. After the morning I just had, I should get the lifetime achievement award." Wyatt retorted as he stopped a few feet from the paranoid girl with his hands in the air as if to show he carried no weapons.

"Yeah, that or some clothes." Victoria said with a raw smile as she looked down at Wyatt's towel and back to his eyes with her eyebrow lifted.