JadeAlmasy – I'm afraid that once in a day is really my limit xD
Madlenita – Ja też ^^ Hmmm, nie wiem, bo jeszcze nie zdarzyło mi się czytać historii, ktora byłaby aktualizowana codziennie :( Ale na pewno to jest przyjemne uczucie :) Siąść sobie przy komputerze wieczorem, po całym dniu ciężkiej pracy i przeczytać nowy rozdział historii ^^ Teeż chcę :D
Fiction Ghost Writer – Maybe :D I don't know ^^ Originally, he didn't have, I gave him it :D Yes :)
iHATEfangirls – [Innocently] Me? Evil? ^^
crlncyln – I don't think it will be that bad :P
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Chris couldn't believe that. She actually summoned the Source in here. To the past! Granted, Wyatt didn't have his powers, or Chris hoped he didn't, and couldn't do much damage. But, seriously, the Source in the past? The Charmed Ones didn't have any respect for rules. Not, that Chris had, but the universal rules, that couldn't be broken unless someone wants to destroy the universe, really shouldn't be broken by anyone. Hm, then what he was doing in the past?
Piper watched expectantly as the orbs formed a young man. He was clad in black, with long, blond hair and blue eyes. It was really Wyatt, her son. She was a bit overwhelmed by his presence here. She didn't really expect the spell to work without Power of Three. She drunk in the sight of him, trying to determine if he's good or ev... What a ridiculous thought, of course he's good. Piper couldn't help but smile warmly at him.
Wyatt blinked as the orbs vanished and looked around. He was in the manor, in the attic. Just before him stood the crib with the baby. After a second he realized, that he was looking at himself. Chris stood a few paces away from him to his right, looking like he'd rather to be somewhere else. He felt the fear, disbelief and irritation coming from him in waves. Next thing he noticed was his mother, who stood by the book, looking at him. The Source blinked, taken aback. He was in the past? Or this was someone's cruel joke? Then she smiled at him. The love and affection flooding over him overriding his brothers feelings. Oh God, he panicked, what the hell she wanted?
"Send him back, now!" the Whitelighter demanded. Wyatt, still overwhelmed by her emotions, agreed with him wholeheartedly. And then everything changed.
Piper glared at Chris, remembering, that he is present in the room and what he had said earlier. Fury suddenly filled her body. But before she could do anything Wyatt reacted.
"How dare you!" the Source shouted, flicking his wrists at the Whitelighter. Chris's eyes went wide in shock as the power of the blast sent him flying into the wall. Wyatt froze. He just channeled his mothers feelings and power and lashed out on Chris. But he didn't know what stunned him more, that he involuntary attacked his little brother or Piper's feelings towards him.
"Oh, crap!" Wyatt breathed after a few seconds. "Chris!" he rushed to his brother side and crouched next to him. "Chris, you're alright?"
The Charmed One watched, shocked and felt immediately guilty. She was furious at her Whitelighter, but she didn't want him to get hurt. She forgot, that he was only half Whitelighter after all.
Chris looked at the Source dazedly, "Ouch."
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to," Wyatt babbled apologies over and over again. What the hell? Of course he was sorry, more or less, but this was ridiculous! And then he realized what was happening. "Stop it!" he growled at his mother.
Piper was taken aback, "Excuse me?"
"Stop..." how he could put it? "Just don't think and feel anything for a while!" he said and turned back to his brother. "This better work," Wyatt muttered and using the empathy tapped into healing power of his little self. He hovered his hands over Chris's body and healed him. After he finished, the Source removed his hands and glared down at him. The Whitelighter didn't move, staring at Wyatt warily.
"How the hell I have your powers?" asked Wyatt slowly, through gritted teeth.
"How am I supposed to know that?" asked Chris in disbelief. Wyatt couldn't seriously blame him for this! "One minute I have my own powers, the next yours! And before you ask I didn't do anything! No demons, no potions, no spells. I was just babysitting your sorry ass."
The Source huffed in annoyance, but gave up. He could tell, that Chris was as confused as him with the powers thing. He got up and bend down, extending his hand toward his brother. Chris eyed it suspiciously.
Wyatt rolled his eyes and wiggled his fingers impatiently, "Come on." The Whitelighter lifted his hand. Wyatt grabbed it firmly and pulled him to his feet, steadying him when he swayed slightly. "There should be spell in the Book to swap the powers back."
"There is," Chris nodded, walking to the Book of Shadows, with the Source in tow.
"Now, wait a minute," started Piper.
"I'm not talking to you," Wyatt growled at her. The Charmed One stepped back in shock, hurt by her son's words.
"Wyatt!" Chris hissed angrily.
"Shut up," the Source snapped at him. Chris sighed and started looking for the spell. "I don't know how can you stand this!" Wyatt ranted. "The constant headaches, that are getting worse, when somebody else is near. And the emotions! My God, they can drive you crazy in seconds," he looked at Chris curiously. "That's it? You've gone crazy because your empathy and you deluded yourself, that you can save me?"
The Whitelighter snorted, "No."
Wyatt chuckled, "Didn't think so."
"I have found the spell," Chris said, stopping at some page.
"Good," the Source glanced at the page. They said the spell. "Didn't work," Wyatt sighed, still feeling the emotions coming from the persons in the attic.
"No," Chris agreed, summoning fireball and extinguishing it a moment later. "What now?"