AN: I'm sorry it's been so long. Blame college as unfortunatly I have a levels to study for. Thanks to everyone who's reading anf reviewing and thank-you for being so patient with me. Enjoy and if you have any questions, feel free to ask. I will try to add the next chapter ASAP but that may not be for a while but should be between now and Christmas. Kallie xxx

Christmas in Halliwell Manor

Here comes Wyatt

Piper smiled and climbed the stairs excitedly having left Wyatt and Chris in Wyatt's room. Phoebe had linked arms with Paige and was now skipping up the stairs, pulling Paige up as she went.

"I can't wait for you to see Prue. It's about time you two finally met face to face, rather than just hearing about all that she's done," said Phoebe, patting Paige's arm.

Piper turned round smiling. "Okay Paige, here we go." She opened the attic door and they walked inside. In the centre of the attic was a circle of white candles, all of them lit aside one. Phoebe grinned and led Paige up to the front of the circle. "Are you ready to meet your other sister?"

Paige smiled nervously. "Yes, but what if I'm not good enough for her? She's Prue, the mighty Charmed One, super witch and your real sister. I'm only your half-sister. I can't compare to her."

Phoebe hugged her shoulders. "Of course you can't because you're nothing like her. You're not her and you don't need to be. Paige, you're unique in every way and we love you for you, not because you replaced Prue in the power of three."

Piper walked over with a lighter. "Paige, Phoebe's right, and we've been through this before. Just because you aren't our full blood sister, doesn't make you any inferior. If anything, it makes you more special as you're from two special bloodlines, the Halliwell's and the whitelighters. You made the way so that Leo and I could have Wyatt and Chris. We love you just as much as we love her, and you got to meet your lovely nephews and your lovely baby niece."

Paige smiled. "Thanks guys."

Piper smiled and knelt down to light the candle. As the flame roared into life, she stood up and stepped back and took Paige's hand. Phoebe took the other and began chanting.

"Spirit from the other side,"

"Cross now the great divide," continued Piper

"In deeply slumber your soul does dwell,"

"We wish to see Prue Halliwell." Phoebe squeezed Paige's hand and Piper smiled at her.

Slowly in glittering lights, Prue appeared in a long white flowing dress, her dark haired softly curled and framing her face. She smiled and looked at her sisters. "Hi." She looked round and stepped out of the circle. "Piper, Phoebe!" She hugged them and then looked at Paige smiling. "You must be Paige. It's so nice to meet you!"

"It's nice to meet you too. I've heard so much about you." Paige held out her hand for Prue to shake and she shook her head.

"No, come here." Prue pulled her into a hug which Paige returned, glad to be welcomed by her eldest sister. Prue let go and held onto Paige's shoulders looking at her. "Look at you. You've got the Halliwell eyes, and your hair –"

Paige held up her hands smiling. "Not it's natural colour. Mine's darker, more like yours but not quite as dark."

Prue smiled. "Of course. You've got that rebellious spirit that Phoebe has." She turned to Piper and smiled at her. "So, what's it been like having to take over as the eldest sister?"

"Stressful but I've had so much support from Phoebe, Paige and Leo. Speaking of, come and see the house. We've done so much and you never got to see us decorate the nursery, or your nephews. Since you… died we've had so much happen."

Prue held out her hand. "I'd love to. It's been too long. I take it, Phoebe and Paige; you've got your own places? I wish I could have been there at your weddings, both of you. I'm just glad that the elders listened to me when I suggested they send Coop down to you Phoebe."

Phoebe smiled, surprised. "That was you? You suggested it?"

"Of course. I couldn't let my little sister give up on love now, could I? Piper found true love with Leo and Paige found Henry. It was only fair you could find your way back into love and by sending Coop…"

"The hot young cupid," Phoebe continued, smiling.

"Exactly, I thought you might even fall in love. Just because I'm a ghost, doesn't mean that I can't help my family. Speaking of, where are my two nephews who I have yet to meet?"

"Don't forget your niece," added Phoebe.

"Ah yes. Married and with a baby in two years. So where are my lovely nephews and niece?"

Phoebe smiled. "Down in my old room. Henry and Leo worked wonders decorating it all. Chris doesn't mind sharing his room with Pansy when we're all here. Wyatt's got Paige's old room for now, which was Piper's before you switched with her and Leo."

Paige laughed. "We better make sure that the boys aren't being too loud if Pansy is asleep. They were thinking about setting up the train set across the room."

"With the electric train Dad bought Wyatt last Christmas?" asked Phoebe.

"Um, yes I think so."

Across the attic, came a faint scream. Piper flinched and looked around to see where it was coming from. Prue, Phoebe and Paige kept talking as if they hadn't heard anything.

"Did anyone hear that?" Piper asked.

Phoebe looked up. "Hear what Honey?"

Piper looked confused and shook her head. "I… Never mind. I must have been imagining it."

Prue looked at her. "Imagining what?"

"I thought… I thought I heard someone scream."

Paige walked over. "An innocent?"

Prue shook her head. "No. You shouldn't be hearing innocents scream. If anyone, it'd be Phoebe for her premonition power or Paige because she's a whitelighter. You probably just imagined it."

Paige put a hand on her shoulder. "You have been really stressed recently."

Piper sighed. "You're probably right. Why don't I go and put the kettle on whilst the three of you catch up."

Prue nodded and followed Paige and Phoebe down the stairs. Piper shook her head, blew out the candles and began following them down the stairs. As Prue reached the doorway, Piper froze and heard another scream, this time louder and longer. Phoebe looked back and asked why Prue had stopped. Prue shook her head. "I don't know. I thought… Piper? Piper, are you alright?"

Paige and Phoebe ran back up the stairs, worried about Piper.

Piper blinked. "Um, nothing. I heard it again. I definitely heard someone scream."

Paige took her arm and led her towards the couch. "I think you better sit down."

Phoebe looked at Prue who was stood with a puzzled look on her face. "Prue, what's wrong?"

"I thought… I don't know what it could be but it's like there's something I'm supposed to remember but I can't. It… it doesn't feel like I should be here."

"Why? Is it because you're dead?

"No, I don't think so, I just can't think why."

Piper sat down on the couch and closed her eyes. "Jenna," she mumbled.

Paige knelt down beside her. "Jenna? Who's Jenna? Is she an innocent we're supposed to help?"

Piper shook her head. "No, I don't think so. But she's in danger."

"Honey, talk to me. Who is she?" Paige looked around at Phoebe and Prue. "Prue, are you… What is it?"

"Something's not right. I think something's gone horribly wrong. It feels like time has been re-written."

"Leo, can you come up here please," Paige called.

Leo ran up the stairs with a tea-towel in his hand. "What is it?"

"What do you know about time?"

"Why?"

"Prue said something about it being re-written."

"What?"

"What do we do now?"

Jenna moved away from Chris and ran a hand through her hair, messing it up. "I don't know. I have no idea."

Chris laughed. "You know, you look very much like Mom like that. I can totally see it now."

Jenna spun quickly to face him, whacking him in the face with her long brown hair. "Do you think this is funny? Chris, I don't exist, time is collapsing in on itself and the world is going to change completely. You have no idea how much I have done and now it's all being undone. Chris, I've stopped the persecution of magic, saved so many worlds including ours, joined the forces of good and evil even if that doesn't happen here yet, saved humanity and many other races and found so many new kinds of magic that no-one knows about and made sure they're friendly!"

Chris grabbed Jenna's shoulders. "Calm down Jen. I'm beginning to remember which means we need to find a solution much quicker than I thought. What do we do then?

"I don't know. You're older than me, you do something."

"Like what? Wyatt's much more powerful than me, ask him."

Jenna shook her head. "He'd probably kill me on sight. You probably would've done. I have no clue but I really think it has something to do with Wyatt and Reuben."

"Who's Reuben?"

Jenna frowned at him. "What do you mean "who's Reuben"? I just told you. Do I have to explain it again?"

"Explain what? Who's Reuben?"

Jenna backed away and turned around so her back was to Chris. She picked up her necklace beside her locket and Jenna necklace and began fiddling with the key charm. "Um well, he's uh… He's my boyfriend."

Chris frowned. "Your boyfriend? Well what's wrong with that? Why didn't you want to tell me you had a boyfriend? It is a little odd my baby sister having a boyfriend but from what you showed me earlier, looks like you do, so that was him? What's the problem with that? Jenna, talk to me." Chris grabbed her shoulder and spun her around.

"Because it's more complicated than that," replied Jenna, tears springing to her eyes.

Chris cupped her chin with one hand and wiped away her tears with the back of his finger. "Shush – shush. You can tell me."

Jenna shook her head. "I can't. I really should but… it's so hard to explain and you're going to shout at me and –"

"Jenna, I'm not going to shout. It really can't be that bad, unless he's a demon…"

Jenna turned her head away and began fiddling with her necklace again. "Well…"

"Jenna, he's a demon?"

"You promised you wouldn't shout." She closed her eyes and began muttering in Italian.

Chris grabbed her shoulders and spun her around. "Hey, hey. I'm not shouting, I was just shocked. Your boyfriend's a demon. Do we know?"

Jenna nodded. "Yes. In our time, yes. In the past when you're little, no. And he's not technically."

"Not… How did you meet him?"

"Chris!"

"Sorry, but if you want me to understand, you need to explain."

"Alright. Um, I met him… about 3 years ago. He saved my life. I was… it was before I could use my powers properly. I only got them fully on my 15th birthday you see. I couldn't really do very much, just use Mum's powers. I was corned by a group of… oh what are they called? The lizard-y people and he turned them to help me. I didn't know at that point, I just thought he was a witch or something. I've met witches who can control fire and throw fireballs as well, which he could. When they'd disappeared into ashes, he helped me to my feet and asked if I was okay."

Chris held up his hands. "Jen, can you explain it all from the beginning please, no leaving anything out."

"Okay um…

I was running through an alleyway in the dark, faint light from the streetlamps. Rosie and I had been separated and I was screwed unless I kept running. I could hear them getting closer and closer but I could feel them as well. I feel things in colours in my mind. Earthy things are green, family bright blue, demons and warlocks red and them whatever they're called yellow. What I felt was yellow but there was this gold thing dashed with blue, white and red in the corner of my mind which I learnt later meant it was something coming rather than something there.

I tripped and fell, cornered and trapped at a dead end. They closed in and I could feel their hot sticky breath on my face. I closed my eyes, waiting for them to kill me. I couldn't do anything to stop them but nothing happened. I opened my eyes and I saw… a boy, a tall boy with curly ginger hair fighting them but none of them were going after me. I stuck out my hand and realised why. He'd put a force field around me. It was only then that I realised the gold thing was now there in front of me and the yellow was slowly going. When the last one was dust, killed by waves of fire, he stopped, panting raggedly from the fight. He fell and as he did, the force field around me vanished. I rushed forward and caught him before he hit the ground.

"Hey, hey. Are you alright?" I asked, brushing the hair out from his eyes so I could see his face more clearly. I stared at him shocked. You probably don't want to hear this."

"Jenna, everything please."

"Well… When I looked at him properly for the first time… I just felt so… so… I never wanted to leave him. I knew right then and there that I loved him. His eyes were so… so honest and not evil which I guess is why his colour wasn't red.

He groaned and fainted. I waved a hand around him, trying to bring together air like I'd been practicing and that revived him a little but not enough as he didn't wake up. He began burning up and I searched his body to see where he'd been hurt and how badly. I found the wound on his left side and groaned. I hated having to heal wounds – my powers hadn't… well you know.

His left side is now scarred slightly from the poison but my healing's different to that of a white lighter which means it's a lot harder for me to heal wounds, let alone poisoned wounds, and when I could barely use it… I was just lucky I found the strength."

"So you healed him, then what?"

"When he came to… he, well his eyelids fluttered and I just stared into his eyes and him into mine. They were so honest and… good. Chris, I knew him then almost as well as I know him now, just by staring into his eyes. They say the eyes are the window to a person's soul, and well they're right. We just knelt there on the ground, staring at each other. I could feel that he was awestruck as I was. I… My powers started off as Mum's power but I could feel things as well like Aunt Phoebe. Behind us came a loud crash and I looked around to see what it was. He grabbed my chin and turned my head to look at him again.

"Thank you," he said quietly and I could tell he was fighting the urge to kiss me.

Believe me, if he had then, well… I never would have wanted to leave him, even though I didn't know who he was. My… infatuation would have turned into obsession and..." She stared off into the distance dreamily.

Chris waved a hand in front of her face. "Jenna!"

Jenna grinned sheepishly. "Sorry. You said you didn't want me to leave anything out."

"I don't need to hear every detail. I meant anything important."

"But it is important! You have to know why our love is so strong."

"Then why aren't you with him now?"

Jenna waved a hand. "I'm getting to it, I'm getting to it. Let's see…

There was another crash and he jumped to his feet, dropping me, forgetting I was there. Instinctively he caught me and looked down.

"Sorry," he said placing me lightly on my feet.

"Sorry?" I asked. "What have you got to be sorry about? You just saved me – twice."

"I know but…" He put a hand on my shoulder and looked past me. "You have to get out of here."

"Why? You don't think I can take care of myself?"

"No, no. It's not that. You… you have to go."

"Alright." I turned to go back down the alley and he grabbed my arm. I looked down and noticed the circular brand on his arm with a dot in the middle.

"No. Not that way. You have to… Can you orb?"

I shook my head. "No. I'm no whitelighter."

He looked at me surprised. "But you're the daughter of a Charmed One."

"Wait, he knew who you were?"

"Chris!"

"Sorry, but that's very important."

"Yes he knew who I was but he let me go."

"I know but…"

"Chris! Just let me get on with it."

Chris rolled his eyes, smiling at his sister. "Alright."

Jenna stuck her tongue out at him. "Now, where was I?"

"You said he said "But you're the daughter of a Charmed One"."

Jenna flapped a hand at him. "I know, I know. It was rhetorical.

"Just because I'm the daughter of a Charmed One doesn't mean that I can orb."

He let go and held up his hands in surrender. "Sorry, it's just expected you know."

"Right, so why are we running?"

"There's no we. You are getting out of here."

I looked at him worriedly. "But what about you?"

He clicked his fingers, producing flames from his fingertips. "I can take care of myself."

"Alright," I replied reluctantly. "Am I ever going to see you again?"

"No," he said solemnly and a little sadly. "You can't."

"Why not?" I asked, trying not to sound too sad. I mean, this was the guy who I'd just felt a deep connection with and he just told me I could never see him again.

He looked behind me again. "It's complicated."

"Um right." I snapped my fingers and he looked at me. "Are they friends of yours?"

"What? No, maybe. How do you know people are coming?"

"Instinct. And you keep looking behind me."

He smiled at me weakly. "Right, sorry. Here, take this. It'll let you walk through the alley undetected." He handed me a key on a chain."

"The one you're wearing now?"

Jenna looked down at her necklace. "Yeah, hang on, I'll explain.

"What will this do?" I asked him.

"It will… It's basically an invisibility shield against demons and other bad forces. Please, you have to go." He looked at me, desperation showing in his eyes.

"Alright, I'll go. You'll be okay?"

He smiled weakly. "Yes, I'll be fine."

I placed the chain with the key on over my head and turned to go. "Can I at least know your name? I assume you know mine if you know who I am."

"I'm Reuben, Reuben Whyte. Keep safe Jenna Halliwell."

"Thank you, for everything Reuben. Good luck."

He smiled cockily. "I don't need luck, not with this fire-power."

I rolled my eyes. "Weak joke mate." I turned to go and stopped. "Wait, how… How am I going to give this back to you?"

"You keep it. I think you'll need it."

I nodded and began walking down the alley towards the "people" that were coming. I was worried about him. I could see lots of red coming and I wasn't sure he'd be able to stop them all. I ran back to him and he looked up confused.

"What? I thought… Please, you have to get out of here."

"No! Come with me. I can't let you fight them all by yourself."

"There's no choice in the matter. You have to go."

"I'm not leaving you on your own." I folded my arms and stared at him.

He grabbed my arms and tried to push me down the alley. I kicked his leg and he let go, surprised.

"I am not leaving you here on your own."

"They're after you." He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "Look, if I promise they're not going to hurt me, will you go please?"

"Maybe. Why are you so desperate for me to leave?"

"Because I don't want you to get hurt. You can't get hurt now."

I stared at him shocked. Maybe this meant he did feel the connection. "I… I can take care of myself."

He shook his head. "No, not yet. Jenna, you're going to become so powerful. I see now, you're just beginning to come into your powers."

"But how –"

"How do I know? I'm not sure, I just do. Jenna, please. You have to go."

I nodded reluctantly. "Alright. But please, do something to let me know you're alright."

"Okay, but I can't tell you, or see you again. It's –"

"Complicated. You said that. Just be safe."

"My safety doesn't matter; yours does. Now go, please."

"Thank-you." I kissed his cheek, turned and ran down the alley. As I turned the corner I saw a group of people rush past me, towards Reuben. I pressed myself up against the wall, hoping the charm he gave me would work. They didn't see me at all. I waited to see what they'd do to him, hoping they wouldn't hurt him. I heard lots of shouting and then Reuben yell out in pain. I didn't know what to do. I stood there listening, unable to do anything, tears streaming down my face. Rosie orbed in shakily and touched me lightly on the shoulder. I jumped and looked around at her.

"Hey, are you alright? You're crying. I'm sorry we got separated.""

"Wait, Rosie's a whitelighter?"

"No. You sent her and gave her a charm to get us about. You know whitelighters can orb others; well they can give part of their orbing power to others on a temporary basis in charms which allows them to get about. You took mine off me when I orbed to the wrong place and got pneumonia."

"Right. How… Never mind. Continue."

"I shook my head, causing the necklace to jump, not daring myself to speak.

"Hey, where did you get that? Jen, are you okay?"

I shook my head again. "It doesn't matter."

She looked up, hearing the noise in the dead-end behind us. She grabbed my hand and began pulling me towards it. "Come on. We have to go and help them."

I stopped and pulled her back. "No, we can't. I promised I wouldn't."

She stopped, looking at me and I turned my head away from her. "You… That's why you're so sad, isn't it? You hate being u – not being able to help anyone."

"Tactical error of course," I mumbled, smiling slightly.

She looked away and began fiddling with her hair. "Um yes, no, I don't know what you mean. So who is it? Who is it that's being attacked?"

I shook my head and began crying again.

"You don't… someone you know?"

"No, I don't know him. I don't even know if he told me his real name."

Rosie nodded thoughtfully. "Oh, I see. You like him?"

"Yes, no, I don't know. I barely know him but…"

"Right, so let's go and do something." Rosie grabbed my hand again and began pulling me towards the fight.

I let go and let them run towards them her scarf flapping as she ran.

The fighting noises stopped and about a minute later, Rosie came back. She looked a little cross but kept walking. I ran after her, wiping my eyes with the back of my sleeves. Yes I did that, well I still do Chris, but shush, no more interrupting. I'm nearl done.

"Did you see him? Is he alright?" I asked, hoping he was.

"Yes, he's fine," she replied bluntly.

I sighed with relief. "Come on, let's go home."

"Yeah, okay. Do you wanna watch something?"

I nodded. "Yeah, okay."

As we reached the crossroads, she stopped and looked at me. "Jenna, promise me you won't go looking for him."

"Uh, I promise I won't go looking for him. Happy now? Come on Rose, cheer up. What… What did you see?"

"Nothing. It's fine, I – trust me." She smiled.

I linked my arm with hers and we slowly ambled down the road back to yours.

I'm living with you in England as it's safer but we still go and see Mum lots, even though you've still got your American accent. Come to think about it, Rosie wasn't acting like normal. I want to know what she saw. Chris, can we go and find her please?"

Chris looked up at Jenna. "Why are you asking me? I don't know who she is."

"Well this is your world, not mine."

"So let's go and find her." Chris took her hand and they turned to leave.

Jenna dropped to her knees and clutched her head, rocking back and forth.

Chris knelt beside her. "Jenna, what's wrong?"

"I – Chris it's – Wyatt. He… He's so cross."

"Why? Why's he cross? You haven't done anything, have you?"

"No, no. It's not me he's cross with it's… Argh! It can't… Chris, get out of here."

"No. I've just found you. I'm not leaving you alone."

"Chris, you have to. He'll kill you. He doesn't care you're his brother. He's started putting things together and now knows about me from… Ferrin." Jenna stood up shakily and began pacing back and forth across the grass. "I'd kill him if he wasn't already dead. Why did he tell Wyatt about me?" She slipped and fell to the ground.

Chris ran over worriedly and she shook him off.

"I'm fine. I can take a few bruises. I've had to."

"Wait, has Reuben been hitting you?"

"Jenna scowled. "Of course not! Chris, I'm the child of a Charmed One and for 15 years, I couldn't use my powers properly. I had to learn to fight. I hate to learn to defend myself when you went off, forgetting that I couldn't defend myself. The necklace from Reuben was the first thing I had that allowed me to protect myself without having to run away."

"I'm sorry. I just don't know anything about him apart from what you've told me."

Jenna sighed. "Alright. I'm sorry too. I keep forgetting you don't know everything. Come on."

"You're not going anywhere."

Jenna looked around to see who was speaking, recognising the voice slightly but she couldn't place it. She looked over at Chris and saw him frowning. "Chris, is that…"

He nodded grimly. "Yes. Here, take my hand and I'll get you out of here." He held out his hand to Jenna.

She ran over to him quickly and took his hand. "Thanks. Let's go, quickly please. We have to get to Rosie and Reuben before he does. Reuben cannot be left to… Wyatt cannot get hold of him."

"Alright. Can… Will you tell me why? Will it fix it?"

"Maybe. I hope so. If not, I think we can fix it another way but we'd need Reuben."

They began to orb out as evil-type Wyatt appeared. He watched Jenna and Chris orb away and he rolled his eyes. He waved his hand and they re-appeared in a mix of blue and black orbs. Wyatt grabbed a fistful of Jenna's hair and pulled her backwards away from Chris, causing her to stumble. Chris fell forwards, stopping himself from falling on his face and looked around for Jenna. Wyatt wrapped an arm her waist to stop her escaping and pulled back, jerking her head.

"Hello sister dear," he whispered.

Chris looked around and saw Wyatt holding her. "Wyatt, what are you doing here? What are you doing to Jenna?"

"Shut up," Wyatt snapped. "You lost the right to ask questions about what I do when you gave up on me."

Chris took a step forward. "I never gave up on you Wyatt."

"You turned against me, you turned Dad and Grandpa against me, and Aunt Paige and Aunt Phoebe. You turned everyone against me."

"Because you are so concerned about getting revenge! You're half-whitelighter Wyatt; you're supposed to be good and forgiving. I didn't turn against you, I turned against what you'd become. This isn't the brother that I know. This isn't my brother. My brother doesn't go around chasing after kids and holding them hostage against me. I know my brother's in there still and wouldn't want to get anyone hurt. Just let her go Wy."

Wyatt's grip loosened hesitantly.

"That's it. Please Wy, just let her go. Let her go and no-one'll get hurt, not even you."

Wyatt's eyes flickered angrily. "Is that what this is about? You don't think I can take care of myself? May I remind you Chris Perry Halliwell, I am the older brother? I am older than you, the more powerful one and I am very capable of looking after myself."

He began to walk backwards, dragging Jenna along the ground. Jenna shut her eyes tightly and grabbed Wyatt's wrist with both her hands. Chris watched Wyatt drag her towards the city and slowly walked forward. Wyatt looked up and saw Chris following.

A knife appeared in his other hand and he pressed it to Jenna's side. "Come closer and I'll stab her."

Chris shook his head. "No. You wouldn't do that well at least my brother wouldn't do that. What would Mom think?"

"Nothing," snarled Wyatt in return, pressing the knife against Jenna, pushing the point through the cloth and into her skin. "Mom would think nothing. She can't think anything – she's dead!"

"Not in my world," Jenna muttered.

Wyatt looked down at her. "What?"

Jenna opened her eyes and looked up at him. "In my world, Piper Halliwell is alive. Now, please can you take the knife out of me and let me go? I'd be most grateful."

Wyatt frowned and shook his head. "No. You're lying. You just want me to let you go."

"It's true!" Jenna protested.

"No. Shut-up. None of your lies fang-banger."

Jenna winced and dug her nails into Wyatt's wrists. "Actually, my boyfriend is a … demon, not a vampire, so the correct term would be demon-slut and I haven't slept with him. I'm not cheap and I'm not a slut. Now please, let go!"

Wyatt pulled the knife out of her side, raised his fist to hit her and stopped when he saw Jenna's eyes widen in surprise before she clenched them tightly shut.

""Why should I let go? From what I gather, you're the key to all this."

Jenna opened her eyes and looked up at him. "So you're not going to kill me?"

"Don't tempt me," Wyatt muttered.

Jenna scowled but let go of Wyatt's wrists, leaving red marks where her nails had dug into them. "Wyatt, please let me go. Only I know how to sort this out and I can't do that if you're holding me and threatening to kill me."

"Wyatt, let her go," said Chris, walking towards them again.

Wyatt laughed. "Not another step brother or I'll slit her throat." He pressed the knife against her throat, making her wince.

"No you won't. She's the key to all of this and you know it. If you let her go, we'll work with you."

"I think not."

"Wy, let her go."

Jenna closed her eyes again and her breathing became short and ragged.

Chris stepped towards Wyatt and Jenna again worriedly. "Jenna! Wyatt you're hurting her. I've never seen her like this. Let her go!"

Wyatt gritted his teeth but pocketed the knife. "Why would I let her go?"

"She's hurt Wy! I don't know what you've done to her –"

"It's not him," Jenna murmured, interrupting Chris. "Reuben… He… he… I… Wyatt, please. Let me go!" She begged.

"No!"

"Wyatt!" Chris angrily stepped towards Wyatt and fell to his knees.

"Chris! What have you done to him?"

"Nothing, just… Chris get up!" Wyatt frowned at his younger brother.

Jenna struggled against Wyatt and kicked at his shins. "Let go! Let me go to Chris."

"No."

Jenna elbowed Wyatt in the stomach and clawed at his face. Wyatt winced and dropped her on the ground. She landed on her side and rolled along the grass towards Chris.

Shakily she sat up and crawled over to him. "Chris, get up."

Chris gritted his teeth and shook his head. "I can't. Something's holding me down. I feel like I've got a huge weight pressing me down. If it's not Wyatt…"

"No. He wouldn't do that. Not Reuben. He loves me." She began crying and Chris slowly raised a hand and placed it on her shoulder.

"Jenna, I know that's what you want to believe but it sounds like he is the cause of all this. You can't ignore the truth."

Jenna shook her head. "No. No. You're wrong."

"Jenna… Jenna, run. Get out of here quickly."

"What?"

"Wyatt grabbed Jenna by her hair again and lifted her off the ground, now with several scratches on his face. Jenna screamed and clutched his wrists again.

"Wyatt, let her go!"

He chuckled as Jenna screamed again, louder. "I really don't think you're in a position to argue."