Chapter Fifteen

"Wyatt," Piper's worried voice intruded on the moment the Twice-Blessed and the new witch were having together. Wyatt had just managed to save her life, but as he looked up, he noticed his mother cradling his little brother's head. In his eagerness to get to Chris, he stumbled and landed right next to him. Blood was gushing out of a wound in his chest. His eyes were open, and mercifully green. They blinked as they noticed Wyatt approaching, and a small smile covered his features.

"Figures that you'd fall for one of the girls who tries to kill me," he joked, the words barely making it past his white lips. He gasped in pain as Wyatt set his hand over the wound, and then gave a small sigh of relief as his brother began to heal him.

"And it figures you'd get possessed by a spirit when I'm trying to impress her," Wyatt replied, watching as the stab wound closed up before his very eyes. There were times when the Twice-Blessed was amazed with his own healing capabilities. They usually managed to save people, no matter how close to death or how seriously injured they were. They were something to be grateful for time and time again, especially since Chris seemed to insist on getting himself in danger nowadays.

Chris's eyes flickered open as Piper carefully set his head on the ground. The dark-haired matriarch was walking over to Jennifer, who was starting to stand up, her dagger still cradled in her hand. To say that the expression on Piper's face was angry was putting it mildly. She was furious, extremely so.

"How dare you stab my son?" she demanded of the weaker witch. "We protected you, promised to help you, and this is how you repay us?" She waved her hands angrily as she spoke, and Jennifer flinched, hoping that she wouldn't be blown up, accidentally or on purpose.

The two brothers eyed each other for a moment. Chris had a quizzical grin on his face, and he seemed to be telling Wyatt to go and defend his new lady love. Ignoring the laughter in his little brother's eyes, the Twice-Blessed stood and stepped between his mother and Jennifer, heedless of the danger he was in. Yes, he was blessed with many abilities and was exceedingly powerful, but when Piper got this mad, even he had reason to shake in his shoes. Piper's anger was quite legendary.

"Mom, please. She was only doing what she thought was right," Wyatt said, looking at his mother with a serious look on his face.

Piper was incredulous. She'd gotten the feeling that her older son had developed a crush on this witch, but how could he be on her side after what she'd done? Jennifer had tried to kill Chris, her younger son and Wyatt's little brother. Piper's anger only escalated. "Why are you defending her? She stabbed Chris!" Piper had half a mind to ground her elder son then and there, if it hadn't been for Chris's voice interrupting her.

"Yeah, but I gotta tell you, it feels good to have Malachi out of me." Chris had seen the look on his brother's face, and although he was quite annoyed by the way things were starting to turn out, he had a feeling that Wyatt felt differently about this girl than about the other flings he usually had. But, since Jennifer had put Piper on the warpath, there was almost nothing that could stop her. Chris was going to have to do his best, and if that meant including a little white lie, so be it. "If it hadn't been for Jennifer, I'd probably still be possessed." Let Piper and everyone else think that the spirit had still been in his body when he'd been stabbed. That would just make it easier for everybody. Chris shuddered, partly for effect, and partly in memory.

It worked, sort of. Piper went to Chris's side and rubbed his back comfortingly. "Oh, Peanut, I'm so glad to have you back." Despite keeping a motherly tone with her son, her eyes were still shooting glares at Jennifer. If looks could kill… well, let's just say Jennifer would have long ceased to exist. "Do you want anything? Some tea, maybe?"

Piper finally turned her eyes, now softened, to Chris. She remembered what it was like being possessed, and it left the host feeling quite terrible. It was horrible to be unable to control your body, to witness an intruder take complete control of every action and thing you did. Piper could relate.

And now that she'd turned away, putting her back to Jennifer, as if the other witch was no longer important, Piper was now making sure that her son was in one piece. Over her head, Chris could see Wyatt mouthing something. The younger man frowned slightly, before mouthing something back. 'You owe me, big time.'

Wyatt smirked, and gave Chris a little wave. The younger son sighed and did his best to look frail and sickly. Wyatt wanted a moment with Jennifer, and that was what Chris was going to give him. The blond had just saved his life, after all. It wasn't hard to pull the invalid look off, especially since he was already pale from the blood loss and the shock of being dispossessed. "Yeah, that sounds fine," Chris said quietly, even managing to make his voice quaver.

Wyatt rolled his eyes at how thickly his brother was laying it on. Piper would completely fall for it, though. Chris had opened his big green eyes, making them look vulnerable and teary. The kid was a great actor, Wyatt had to hand him that. Often when they'd done something wrong when they were younger, Chris would blink his big eyes and somehow the blame would all fall on Wyatt. It wasn't terrible, especially since it usually turned out to be Wyatt's idea in the first place, but the elder Halliwell was occasionally surprised at how well the 'little brother act' could work.

"And maybe you could make some of your special cookies later," Chris was saying, and Wyatt snapped back to listen to him. "I know we're out of gingerbread, but maybe Wy can get some when he heads over to pick up Mel." Piper, who was beginning to head over to the kitchen, missed the prankish grin that Chris launched at his older brother. "I'm still feeling weak, maybe I could go upstairs and lie down?" Piper seemed to agree with his every word.

Wyatt grumbled to himself as he realized that his brother would get away with taking a nap and snacking all afternoon, while he would be stuck with cleaning up the mess the demons had left behind, picking up their little sister, getting even more groceries, and probably having to hand out the treats to the children. He wasn't even sure if it was worth it anymore! Just for a few minutes with a girl he'd have to suffer all that?

But as he looked at Jennifer, he knew that it was completely worth it. She looked so stunning, despite everything that happened. She was still covered in blood, not her own, but she managed to pull it off in a way that Wyatt had never seen before. She was determined and proud, beautiful and regal. It was a wonderful combination, and one Wyatt was determined to have all to himself.

Jennifer seemed to have other ideas. She'd watched Piper's anger, and she'd hung her head in shame. Now that everything was over, she knew that she hadn't always done the right thing and everything was crashing down around her. And when she looked up and saw the most powerful witch in the world staring at her with his blue eyes, it was more than she could handle.

"I-I have to go," she stammered and hurriedly backed away. Tucking her dagger into her belt, she bolted, running for the door and out into the street, leaving Wyatt, confused and hurt.

(A/N) Ta da! And after this, there's one chapter left! So, Wyatt has forgiven Jennifer for trying to kill Chris, Piper is super angry, and Chris is a great actor. I'm not gonna lie, I had a blast writing this chapter. It was absolutely hilarious to write angry Piper, to have Chris blink his 'big green eyes' and act all weak and stuff, and Wyatt wanting just a few moments with his new 'lady love'. It was a lot of fun.

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The next chapter, the final chapter, will be posted in one week. However, do not despair. I promise I will post another story after this one! It may take a while, since it's still in the writing process, but there will be another story. Oh, and there will also be a series of oneshots that I've been promising Fanycharmed, so you guys can keep an eye out for those too. Anyway, please review if you can! That chocolate cake is still there! Let me know your thoughts, and I will see you next week! Bye!