I'm sorry it took so long for me to get this chapter up. I've had total writers block and then I completely lost track of the time. Anyway, please review because they make me happy and help me keep going. Oh, and I promise the story is going to start to heat up soon, but I just need to find the perfect way to execute me evil plan. Muuaahaahaaahaa!!!!!!! Sorry, I just experienced a moment of insanity, but I'm better now. Please review. :D

Chapter 1

When I woke up, it was to find myself on the couch in the manor living room with Prue standing over me.

"Who are you?" she asked.

My mind was swirling. What should I tell them? What could I say that would make them help me? What was too much information?

"I'm Mel," I mumbled.

"Okay, and what are you doing in our house?" Prue asked, hands on her hips.

"I-I'm from the future, and I'm here to help Wyatt," I stumbled over the words I had practiced repeatedly in front of the bathroom mirror.

"Oh please," Piper groaned. "Let me guess. You don't know what's going to happen, but you do know that some unknown evil is going to attack my son, right?"

"Piper!" Phoebe scolded.

"What? I don't believe this girl."

"Well, you didn't believe Chris either, and look how that turned out," I mumbled, not truly catching my mistake until after the words had stumbled out.

"You know Chris?" Piper asked, her eyes locked on mine.

I nodded mutely. "Yeah, I know Chris. We're pretty close actually."

Piper glared at me, clearly not sure if she could trust me or not. I glanced over at the other sisters. Prue was wearing a similar look of disbelief while Phoebe and Paige seemed to be thinking everything over.

"Look, I know this is going to sound crazy, alright? I know you guys think you saved Wyatt, but you didn't," I explained. "Giddian was only part of it. Not even an elder would be enough to turn someone that powerful against everything he believes in. I'm not sure what did it, all I know is that if we don't do something, there isn't going be a future left."

"Oh please," Prue interrupted this time. "Could you be anymore melodramatic?"

"You honestly expect us to believe that everything we went through with Chris meant nothing?" Piper asked, anger rising in her voice.

"Of course it meant something. It prolonged Wyatt's goodness. It gave him more time, but that's not going to be enough."

"Piper," Phoebe said, placing a hand on Piper's shoulder which Piper immediately shook off. "I think you shouldn't dismiss this so easily. She could be right."

"Or she could be a demon after my son," Piper replied.

"Piper, I'll take whatever test you want me to take, but I promise you, I would never do anything to hurt Wyatt," I replied.

Piper looked at me skeptically for a while before nodding. "You have one chance. But screw this up, and you have to deal with me."

Things weren't really any different than I had expected them to be. I hung around the house, trying to find a lead on who turned Wyatt. The sisters didn't spend much time in the house, usually out working or spending time with friends. They also weren't very thrilled about demon hunting. I really didn't mind. I was used to vanquishing a couple demons a day, so going down to the underworld to take out a few bad guys really didn't bother me.

Piper continued to be suspicious of me, even by the end of my first week at the manor. Prue was too. Phoebe and Paige, however, acted as if nothing had changed. Paige even offered to help me out every once and a while, and I was totally okay with that.

Somewhere in the back of my head, there was always a resurfacing fear that I would fail. I was always scared that somehow, I would fail to save Wyatt, and all of my efforts would be for nothing. I forced the thoughts away, knowing that if I continued to stay on that line of thinking, I would never get anything done.

The best thing that happened in that first week was meeting Billie. She was always up for helping me out with the demon vanquishes, and she was just an all around awesome person. She knew what she wanted, and she wasn't afraid to take it.

It was the beginning of my second week at the manor, and I stood flipping through the pages in the book of shadows while Billie stocked up on the basic necessities: stun potions, transportation potions, smoke potions, explosives, etc. The hardest part about looking through the book of shadows was that there were so many demons in there that brought back bad memories. Or worse, there were so many demons that weren't there that I knew would end up causing a whole lot of damage.

"Hey," Phoebe said, walking into the attic. "What are you guys up to?"

"A few more demon vanquishes," Billie replied, putting a cork in another potion vial.

"You guys can take a break every once in a while," Phoebe said, taking a seat on aunt Pearl's couch.

"Phoebe, the future won't save itself," I replied. I picked up a pen and paper and began writing down a vanquishing spell.

"Well, since we're talking about the future, maybe you can tell me what happens if I marry Coop or not," Phoebe mumbled.

"What do you mean, if you marry Coop?" Billie asked, pausing in her potion making.

I sighed. "Phoebe, I'm not allowed to tell you guys about the future. Just listen to your heart. It'll guide you."

"Well, my heart's kinda sending me mixed signals right now," Phoebe replied. "I mean, with everything going on, do we really have time for a wedding?"

"Phoebe, there's always a lot going on," Billie answered. "Sometimes you just have to take a risk."

"And sometimes you just get sick of getting hurt," Phoebe mumbled.

"Well, as a strong believer in the whole 'true love conquers all' thing, I say, if you love him, go for it," I replied. "If you don't, then don't."

"I do love him. But then, I loved Cole, and I loved Jason..."

"Well, Coop isn't a demon and he isn't going to freak out about you being with either," Billie replied.

Phoebe smiled. "Am I being ridiculous?"

"Yes," Billie and I said in unison.

"Alright," Phoebe said, getting up and leaving the attic.