Chapter 68: Haunted Halliwells
All rights to the Halliwells and Charmed go to The Wb and Aaron Spelling.
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"So, he's moved out?" I asked.
"That's what he said." Piper said.
"I never meant for anything like this to happen, Piper. It was one mistake that I wish had never happened." I said.
"I know, honey, but it did and you can't change it. Bianca loves Chris and they'll get through it." Piper continued.
"I hope so." I smiled, "I feel bad planning my re-wedding when I'm the reason my best friend broke up with the love of his life."
"Oh, honey, Chris doesn't want you to feel that way." Piper said.
"Piper, he's moving out." I said, "He's running away, the guy who came from the future to save his family is moving out because I'm a big hoe."
Piper chuckled, "You're not a hoe." She chortled.
"No, you're not, babe." Wyatt said walking in and kissing me on my cheek, "We've both been with other people."
"Yeah, I don't want to imagine you having sex with anyone but me." I smiled.
"And I don't even want to imagine that." Piper smiled.
"Sorry, Piper." I smirked, "But that is so payback for you and Leo making out all over the place."
"You saw that?" Piper asked, mortified.
Wyatt and I exchanged amused smiles.
"So, what are you doing today babe?" Wyatt asked.
"Seriously, when did you see that?" Piper asked.
"Wedding prep and an interview." I said.
"So, you're finally going to teach at Magic School?" Wyatt joked.
"No, smartie, it's for a magazine." I said.
"Phoebe told me about that, you're being honored for those kids columns." Piper said.
"Teens. And yeah, I feel like I can relate to them." I said, "I actually got a teen choice award."
"Babe, that's great!" Wyatt said hugging me, "Are you attending the show?"
"I don't think so. Ever since the whole magic got exposed thing, I don't want to be a celebrity." I said.
"Sorry, kid, but once you've been in the Enquirer, you're a star." Piper chuckled.
Paige orbed in, soaked to the bone, "This is the last time I teach on mermaids!" she groaned.
"I am in love with Mermaids." I smiled.
"Wanna teach about them?" Paige asked.
"Will I get soaked in the process?" I asked.
"Probably." Paige nodded.
"I'll think about it." I smiled.
"Think fast." Paige said, looking to her sister, "Is Melinda here?"
"You need Melinda?" I asked.
"Yeah, she wanted to know more about the book." Paige said.
"And she didn't ask me?" Piper asked.
"She didn't really wanna bother you or Chris or anyone else around here because of Chris and the wedding and everything." Paige said, "It's just a few simple questions, I guess."
"Hey, mom, have you...Hey aunt Paige!" Melinda said, "Love birds."
"Are you ready?" Paige asked, "To Magic School we go." She said orbing them out.
"I wonder what that's about?" Piper asked.
"What what's about?" Leo asked, walking into the room.
"Melinda's seeking magical advice." Wyatt chuckled.
Piper swatted him, "Wyatt, this could be serious." She said.
"Piper, I'm sure it's nothing." Leo said.
"Besides," a disembodied voice said before orbs swirled and Kyle appeared before us, "We have bigger problems."
"The Collective?" I asked.
"Yes." Kyle said.
"I so don't want to deal with them." I groaned.
"This brings me back to when the Source came back." Piper said, "He nearly killed us all."
"Yeah but he didn't right?" I asked, but I closed my eyes, "Dumbest question alive."
"I think it's cute." Wyatt smiled.
I kissed him passionately. He loves everything about me, even my stupidity.
"Wow, I really really think it's cute." Wyatt chuckled.
"Do the Elders know anything about it, the collective, I mean?" I asked.
"Elders and whitelighters have been missing, but they never conceived that something like this could be happening." Kyle said, "They're doing all they can to compile a list of Elders they believe have defected."
"How do they know who to trust?" Leo asked.
"They don't know who to trust." Kyle said vaguely.
"They don't trust us, do they?" Wyatt asked.
"What? Kyle, is that true?" Leo asked.
"It sounds like it." Piper said angrily.
"No, they do trust you, but their faith in everyone else is a little shaken." Kyle said.
"They can trust us." I said, "I can't imagine who would..."
Wyatt looked over to Drake, "Babe?" he asked, worried.
"He can't hear you." A man said.
Wyatt turned to see an Avatar, "What are you doing here?" he asked.
"We're here to offer you something." The Avatar said.
"This is a sweet place," Warren said, putting a box on the ground and sitting on the sofa, "It's no Manor, but it's awesome."
"Everybody was at the Manor. I needed space for me and Matthew." Chris said.
"I kinda thought you and Bianca would move in together, but after what happened, I gotta tell ya bro, I don't see that happening." Warren said.
"Thanks." Chris said dejectedly.
"Sorry dude, I always say something stupid." Warren sighed.
"No, you're right." Chris said, "You know how you liked Drake."
Warren looked at him oddly, "You mean a long, long time ago when I was in love with him?" he asked, "Yeah, what about it?"
"How did you know? Was it, like, weird when you first realized it..." Chris asked.
"I was sent to seduce him, so it wasn't exactly love at first sight, but we fell for each other hard." He explained, "Or at least, I did."
"He's remarkable." Warren said.
"Do you ever regret not being with him?" Chris asked.
"Yeah...I guess I do sometime, but we weren't meant for what I want, a life together. We were meant to be friends." Warren finished, "You've...slept with him."
"Made love." Chris said.
Warren looked at him with a raised eyebrow and corrected himself, "Made love. Chris...do you...are you in love with him?" Warren asked.
Chris looked away shyly, "You want a beer?" he asked moving to the kitchen.
Warren followed, "Whoa, I thought that was just once, an experiment! And falling in love with your brother's husband is got to be against some law." He said.
"Don't you think I know that?!" Chris snapped, "I don't know. I don't know what I'm feeling. It was supposed to be just a one time thing but Bianca said something that may be true! I mean, I love the guy."
"Are you in love?" Warren asked.
"I'm confused! I just...I don't know." Chris said.
"You better be sure or Wyatt'll try and kick your ass." Warren joked.
"He's my best friend." Chris said.
"Are you in love with Bianca?" Warren asked.
"She's the mother of my child." Chris answered.
"Not what I asked." Warren said.
"Yes, until she said something, I was ready to marry her." Chris said, "Maybe I'm bi."
"Maybe you're just straight and confused." Warren said.
"Maybe." Chris said, "And now I have to go to their wedding."
"Buddy, I think you're just confused." "Warren said.
"I think you're right." Chris said, "Thanks, cuz."
I sat at my desk in my office, typing out a response to a young man who was gay and didn't know how to tell his parents. In fact, he wasn't even sure he wanted to tell his parents. I picked it for that reason. It was so close to my own heart. I looked up only when there was a knock on my door.
"Hey." Bianca said, standing sheepishly at the door.
"Oh...Hey." I said, happy to see her, "It's good to see you. Where's the baby?"
"Phoebe has him in her office." Bianca said, "I really needed to talk to you."
"I know. We haven't exactly had the time to really sit down and..."
"You slept with him." Bianca stated.
I nodded, "But you weren't anywhere near...it wasn't..." I stuttered.
"I love him." Bianca said.
"And he loves you." I said.
"There's just one problem." Bianca said angrily.
I looked at her, "What is it?" I asked.
"He's in love with you." Bianca said.
"He's...come again?!" I asked.
"He wants you." Bianca said.
My eyes must have bulged, "I'm sure that's not true." I said.
"He admitted that he had feelings for you." Bianca said, "And I broke up with him."
I was speechless. It hadn't crossed my mind that he...no, she was mistaken or something because Chris was in love with her.
"It kills me to say all this; you can imagine how I felt when he said it." Bianca said.
I put my hands on my head and looked down at the desk, "I...umm..." I stammered.
"Do you...I know you've thought of him like that." Bianca said.
"I have, but not in a long time." I said quickly.
"I would say to keep away from my guy, but he's not exactly mine anymore." Bianca turned to leave.
"Bianca, I'm in love with his brother." I said, standing, "I love Wyatt."
"If you just loved Wyatt, you wouldn't have screwed Chris in the first place." Bianca said, leaving, "Then again, you've screwed your way down the family tree, huh?"
I stood speechless. She wasn't wrong. I hadn't thought about Chris like that in a while and I was a bit confused by all this. I was thankful when my phone rang, so much so that I didn't look at the caller I.D., I just answered it. Luckily, it was Piper asking me to come home right away.
When I got there, Wyatt, Warren, and Chris were in the atrium. Chris and I exchanged haunted looks and Wyatt kissed me. Piper walked out of the dining room and over to us. She explained that there was something weird going on in the Manor. Things moving around and strange noises. I asked how long it had been going on and Piper told me a couple of days. She said she thought it was a haunting, but she had to be sure. She, Wyatt, and Warren headed to the kitchen, but I kept Chris behind.
Chris seemed uncomfortable, "Did you want something?" he asked.
"Bianca came by the office today." I said, "She said something..."
Chris blushed, "What did she say?" he asked.
"I think you know." I said simply.
Chris was silent.
"Chris, this can't happen again. Last time this happened..." I said.
"It's not like last time." Chris said.
"I know you, Chris. This has to be confusing you." I said.
Chris sighed, "I am. I am, but I also think that maybe I'm...in love..." he stammered.
"No." I said, "You're not, you big, dumb guy! One who's in love with his baby's mama."
Chris smiled, "You know what to say all the time." He smiled.
"I just know what my friend nee..." I said, flying back and crashing into the wall above the landing.
"Drake!" Chris said, running up to me.
"What happened?" Piper asked, coming back into the room with Warren and Wyatt.
"Baby!" Wyatt said, rushing up to me.
"I'm okay, I think." I said, "Who am I?" I joked.
"That's not funny." Chris said.
"Really isn't." Wyatt frowned, "Are you sure you're okay?"
"I'm not dead." I groaned, holding the back of my head, "I still know who Cory Montieth is."
"Damn. I was hoping you'd forget." Wyatt smiled.
"Anybody else spacing on what he's saying?" Warren asked.
"Glee." Wyatt said, "He's all obsessed with it lately."
"How...gay." Warren chuckled.
"You're a penis, you know that." I smirked.
"What happened?" Piper asked.
"Something picked me up and threw me up the stairs! Screw ghosts, I think this frickin house is possessed." I said, "Poltergeist and what not."
"That's what I was afraid of." Piper groaned.
"Well, I'm going home. I feel a bit nauseous!" I growled, storming out.
"What's his problem?" Warren asked.
"I think he's just wound up by the wedding." Wyatt rationalized.
"Are you sure? Maybe you should go after him." Piper said, "He seemed really upset."
"You're right. I'll be right back." Wyatt said orbing away.
"Aunt Piper, do you think it's really about the wedding?" Warren asked.
"Somehow, I don't think so." Piper said, "Chris, do you know what's going on?"
"Nope." Chris said, "He was just fine a few minutes ago."
"I don't like that smirk." Chris said.
"You have an idea?" Warren asked.
"Ghost first." Piper said, walking away.
I slammed the door to my condo and walked into the kitchen. I opened the counter door, grabbed a glass, and slammed it shut! I then walked over to the fridge and pulled out some juice. While the door was open, I saw pickles. They looked extra good to me with some ice cream I was saving and some bread. The ice cream and pickles would go on the toasted bread.
"Ewww." Wyatt said, standing in the doorway.
I turned to look at him as I ate.
"What are you eating?" Wyatt asked.
"I was hungry." I frowned.
"Why'd you storm out?" Wyatt asked.
"I guess I'm just getting tired of your PG family!" I snapped.
"PG?" Wyatt asked.
"Sorry, that's not fair. They're at least TV-14." I said, tearing into the sandwich.
"Seriously, that's good to you?" Wyatt asked.
"Wyatt, why are you here?" I asked.
Wyatt looked at me, "Something's different about you." He said.
I looked up at him.
"Are you pregnant?" Wyatt asked.
"What?! No!" I frowned, "I can't be pre..." I thought about it. Could I be...no! No! I'm not...
"I can feel it." Wyatt said walking over and putting his hand on my stomach, "We're having a baby."
"We are not having a baby! I think I'd know if we were having a baby!" I said, turning away from him and putting the sandwich on the counter, "I'd know, right?"
"Did you know the first time?" Wyatt asked.
I was quiet.
"We're pregnant!" Wyatt gushed.
"We? We are pregnant?! We're going to carry this baby?! No, I'm carrying this baby and it might not even be mine. Any of our other cousins have sex?" I raged, "Sorry, I just..."
"Hormones?" Wyatt asked.
I looked at him, outraged.
"Okay, maybe I shouldn't have said that." Wyatt said.
"We're in the kitchen...with the knives." I growled.
Wyatt threw his hands up, "Whoa, this mood swing is really bad." He said carefully.
"Maybe you're right. I should calm down." I said quickly, "Oh my God, what in the Hell am I going to do?"
"Do dads cuss like that?" Wyatt asked.
" Wanna have sex?" I asked.
"Huh?" Wyatt asked.
"I don't know. That just came out. Sorry." I said.
"Not complaining." Wyatt smiled.
I smirked, "We need to figure out what we're going to do." I said sitting on a barstool.
"Awww honey, we're going to be fine." Wyatt said, putting his arms around me. Wyatt tensed, "My charge needs me."
"Go." I said.
"Are you sure. I think I'll stay." Wyatt said, unsure.
"Go." I nodded.
"I'll be right back." Wyatt said, orbing away.
I sighed and got up. I walked to my room and sat on the edge of my bed. How could I be pregnant?! Was this even my baby or someone else's? I couldn't take the same thing happening again. I sucked at being pregnant, too. It didn't feel good. At all.
I turned to see a man standing in my doorway. A cute man, demon obviously, who looked familiar.
"Nomed." He smiled.
"You helped the sisters against Billie and Christy." I said, "What're you doing here?"
"I'm here to help the Charmed Ones, once again." Nomed said.
"Oh really?" I asked.
"No." Nomed said, sending a fireball shooting at me. I couldn't move fast enough and the fireball bounced off an energy shield and scorched the wall!
"Wow. I missed that." I said.
The demon took a few minutes, then smiled.
"Crap." I said, raising my hand to vanquish him but he shimmered away.
I walked into the Manor and past the sitting room only to be called upon. I paused only for a second and kept walking. Chris was calling me. I walked up the stairs and to the attic. When I got to the book, Chris was right behind me. I stood at the book, flipping through.
"What are you doing?" Chris asked.
I groaned, "I'm summoning the damn Elders." I frowned.
"Did you forget that you can just call them?" Chris smiled.
I looked at him angrily, "Chris, is there some reason you're pestering me?" I asked.
"I, ummm, pestering you? I just asked you what you're doing with my family's book." Chris said.
I chuckled, "You're family's book? Nice." I said, slamming it shut.
"I'm sorry, shouldn't have said that. You know you're welcome to the book. You're a part of the family. I'm just on edge. Like I figure you are." Chris said.
"I just got visited by a demon. Nomed." I said.
"Nomed?" Piper asked, walking in, "We haven't heard from Nomed since..."
"Yeah, I know the story." I growled.
"I'm the surly one, remember?" Piper asked, "What's with the attitude? I don't like it."
"Maybe I'm sick." I said turning away from them, "Maybe I just want to kick somebody's ass."
"The last time you were this mean..." Piper stopped, "Oh my."
"Why did you need the Elders?" Chris asked.
Before I could answer a demon shimmered in behind Piper and threw her across the room, causing her to smash into a mirror! I raised my hand to blow him up, but he shimmered out. I turned in time to see him shimmer in behind me. I punched him in the face and he staggered back, but came to himself quickly. He backhanded me, sending me flying into a table! From the floor, I watched as Chris fought hand-to-hand. He was good, better than I remembered. The demon overpowered him and threw him to the floor! The demon had a fireball in his hand, but I threw my hands up towards but instead of it exploding, it orbed into my hands. I quickly threw it at the demon, who dodged it. I was so shocked that it took me a few seconds to throw it. The demon conjured a crossbow as Chris was getting to his feet. I ran and stood in front of him as the demon shot the crossbow and before it could hit me, a giant pink shield popped up around my abdomen and the arrow bounced off. I raised my hand and blew the demon's arm off! The demon screamed in pain and shimmered out. I walked over and bent down to pick up the crossbow.
"Don't you dare!" Piper said, holding her head, "It's poisonous to you too."
"I'm not a whitelighter." I said quickly.
"But the baby is." Chris said.
I crossed my arms, "You can't tell anyone." I said.
Piper looked happy and confused, "Why?! This is good news!" she smiled.
"Last time I was pregnant and went through labor, the baby wasn't mine," I spat, "So excuse me if I'm not jumping for joy."
"That would explain your pissiness." Chris said.
"The Elders wouldn't do this to you, not again." Piper said.
"I didn't believe they'd do it in the first place. I was wrong." I said, "Piper, I swear if they do that ever again I will find a way up there and exterminate every last one of them."
"Drake..." Piper said.
I looked to Chris, "You and Bianca haven't had sex lately, have you?" I asked.
Chris frowned, "That's not even funny." He said angrily.
"Okay, seriously with the attitude." Piper warned.
"We have a bit of a ghost problem. Can we concentrate on that?" Chris asked.
"Oy, seriously? There are still ghosts?" I asked, "Why don't you just call a witch doctor?"
"Because the last time we called a witch doctor, he cursed us." Piper smiled, irritated.
"And that turned out bad?" I asked.
"Yes!" Piper said, "It nearly..."
"But it didn't." I smiled, "Piper, maybe we need to consider this."
"I'm not having a witch doctor in my house!" Piper said with finality, "You summon him and I'll blow you up." She said, leaving the room.
"Which one of us is really pregnant?" I asked.
"She's right." Chris said.
"How would you know, you don't even know if you're gay or straight." I blurted.
Chris looked embarrassed while Warren looked away from both of us and crossed his arms.
"Sorry, it's the hormones." I apologized.
"I really don't think that's what this is." Chris said, "You want to talk about it?"
"What about the ghost?" I asked.
"I think we should make time for this." Chris frowned.
"I'm going to...do something that's not here." Warren said, shimmering out.
"Great! Look what you did!" I said angrily.
"Things between you and me haven't been great for a long time, but now you're just being...a dick." Chris spat.
"I'm a dick?!" I chuckled, "Wow...I don't take offense to that, coming from a total pus..."
"Hey!" Chris interrupted, "I can't believe what a jerk you're being to me, after everything you've done to me!"
I laughed, "I'm not having this conversation." I said, turning away.
"For God's sake, you had my son and you knew it! I forgave you and everything and here you are being the biggest ass in the world!" Chris said.
"That kid came from my oversized belly! I didn't see Bianca rushing to the E.R. or having throw-up parties!" I shouted, "That's right, it wasn't you or her, it was me!"
"I'm sorry you had to sacrifice nine months to birth my son, but..."
"No buts! No buts. Chris, I have been given the short end of the stick for so long that everyone forgets it! My mother died, both my brother and my dad went evil, my husband deserted me, and the baby I thought was mine turned out to be my brother-in-laws! And on top of all that...I can't even take care of myself anymore. I have a condo and a car payment and none of it gets any easier! Demons shimmering in and all these fucking ghosts! Seriously?! I have all these hormones surging through me and I feel like I'm about to lose my friggin mind!" I raged. Suddenly, a sewing machine blew to pieces.
"Calm down." Chris said, "I'm sorry. I didn't forget."
I looked at the sewing machine, "Oh god." I said, putting my head in my hands.
Chris reached out to me, but I recoiled.
"I am a total joke." I frowned, "I am a ticking timebomb."
"No, you're just stressed." Chris said.
"What's wrong with me, Chris?" I asked.
Chris hugged me, "Nothing's wrong with you." He said.
"I just feel so angry all of the time!" I cried, "I just...I don't know if I can do it."
"You can." Chris said, "I can feel it in you. The baby needs you to be strong."
"Something is wrong. All this is wrong." I said, "My hormones, your confusion...it's all tied together."
"Like what, a demon?" Chris asked, "That would explain everything."
"What's going on?" Wyatt asked.
We both turned to him.
"Someone better say something right now." Wyatt said angrily.
I wiped my eyes, "I was having a little breakdown." I said quickly.
Wyatt eyed us, "Babe, those hormones still getting you down?" he asked.
"These hormones are kicking my ass." I said, "But I think I know why."
"Demons." Chris said.
"Well, not exactly. I'm thinking the Collective. They're using suggestion." I said.
"Okay, but what about me?" Wyatt asked, "My mind hasn't been messed with."
"You're twice blessed, honey. Powerful and wise, I don't think it would work on you." I said.
"What about my imaginary friend when I was younger?" Wyatt asked.
"You've grown in power and size since then." I explained, "You're not little Wyatt."
"Okay, so how do we deal with whatever is using suggestion and the spirits?" Wyatt asked.
"Well, since I'm the only one with the power to astral project, I'm thinking I project and I'll be able to see the...whatever." I said.
"Then what?" Chris asked, "You're not a hundred percent in using your powers astrally."
"I think I can handle a demon." I said quickly.
"But what if it's not a demon?" Wyatt asked.
"Aunt Prue wrote in the book that the longer you're in astral form, the more exhausted you'll get, so it has to be faster than normal." Chris said, "The spirits, on the other hand, we'll need something to banish them."
"True...I'm thinking maybe...Okay, Chris from the future, not you," I nodded to Chris, "He used the wand-like thing. All you need to do is find it."
"Okay, but it could be anywhere in the leftovers." Wyatt said.
"Then I suggest you hurry." I said, "Now stand back. And please protect my body."
"You're pretty indestructible." Wyatt smiled.
"Oh yeah, kinda forgot that." I murmured. I nodded and sat back on the couch. I closed my eyes in time to see a bookshelf fly out of the way and smash into Chris! I immediately opened my eyes to see Chris on the floor and Wyatt already healing him. I was lying on the couch. I saw a chair levitating in the distance! I raised my hand to freeze them but nothing happened! Luckily, Wyatt dodged it! Chris strode over to the magical leftover chest and started rummaging while Wyatt stood on the lookout. I was confused. I had used my powers astrally before, so why was now so different? There wasn't anyone around. I cursed under my breath and moved out of the room. I made it downstairs to where Piper, Phoebe, and Paige were in the sitting room. They were talking about the wedding and the inevitable demon attack that was sure to follow. The lamp beside them began to levitate and shake, then dropped to the floor. Piper cursed and picked up the pieces of the ancient lamp. Phoebe remarked that it was an heirloom, indeed very old. Paige dared to suggest magic, to which she was rebuffed. I walked away from them, to the kitchen where Melinda was munching on an apple and reading a magazine and Warren was slicing another apple. He had stopped, knife in hand. There was a guy standing just behind him, whispering something. I couldn't quite make it out. Warren picked up the knife and headed over to Melinda but I knew I had to do something quick!
"Hey!" I said shouted.
All three of them looked around, only the Drazi looked at me. I knew immediately he was a drazi! He looked like the one in the book. Okay, so that was the name of the original demon of hate, but I called them all Drazi. Demon of Hate was just too long. I looked to his finger and sure enough, there was a cupid's ring.
"You! How can you see me?" The Drazi asked.
I waved my hands at him, but nothing happened. The Drazi smirked and moved towards me.
"Who sent you?" I asked.
"Seeing how you're going to die, I don't mind telling you," he said, "The Collective."
"How'd you get the ring?" I asked, hitting a wall with my back.
"You think there aren't cupids and other magical beings in the Collective?" Drazi asked, still moving toward me.
"Right, so, they need us out of the way." I said, "You were going to divide and conquer...I get it."
"Actually, we were going to kill the Halliwells and leave you. You're the weak link." The Drazi chuckled.
That enraged me! I waved my hands, trying to blow him up, but I sent him flying backwards, causing him to materialize! Melinda and Warren to stare at him before Warren shot a fireball that destroyed him! I was in shock but snapped out of it when there was a rumble upstairs! Melinda and Warren hurried from the room. I closed my eyes and envisioned myself back in my body.
"Son of a..." Wyatt's voice shouted.
I opened my eyes to see almost everything in the attic levitating! I stood up and noticed that the sisters, Melinda, and Warren had made it upstairs and the door slammed shut behind them. Athames and potions were in the air. Suddenly, they started flying towards people, causing them to duck and dodge out of the way! Melinda was hit with a potion and sent flying across the room! Warren was hit with an athame in the shoulder and fell to the floor. Behind Wyatt, an axe was spinning towards him. I raised my hand quickly and froze it! Wyatt winked at me and telekinetically orbed me out of the way of a chair! God, he was so hot when he was...well, doing anything! Chris was searching faster than ever while the sisters tried to stay alive. Phoebe levitated over objects being thrown at her, but was thrown against the wall mid-air! Paige orbed out and over to Melinda, checking her. She then orbed her and Melinda to Warren and all three orbed out of the attic! Piper froze the melee weapons that were coming at her. She occasionally blew them back, but was more defensive. Suddenly, Piper was overwhelmed by around six melee weapons coming at her, as well as some that had come unfroze! Suddenly, I disappeared in orbs and appeared in front of her, throwing my hands in the air! Instead of freezing, some of the weapons stopped in mid-air and dropped to the floor while the rest of them parted and went into the walls!
"Was that the baby?" Piper asked.
"I don't think so." I said, shocked at the display of power, "No orbs."
"So that was you? You don't have the power...do you?" Piper asked.
"Found it!" Chris announced. He took it out and began sucking now visible spirits into the wand, "I got it, everything's alright!"
I sighed with relief. Our work was done...for now. But there was still something I had to do.
After relaying the message of what the Collective was doing, Wyatt orbed me to the Golden Gate Bridge.
"Are we sure we want to do this?" Wyatt asked, "We could just go back to the house. Billie and Grandpa are coming."
"I have to know." I said, "How can you stand not knowing?"
"You're right." Wyatt smiled, holding my hand.
I smiled, "I know you know we need to talk to you!" I said.
Sandra appeared in a swirl of orbs, "Hello, Wyatt, Pahras." She smiled.
"Drake." I said as cheerily as I could, "You know why we're here. This baby..."
"The Thrice-blessed." She said.
Wyatt's hand tightened, "Thrice-blessed...that has to mean..."
"Yes, this time it is your child." Sandra smiled.
I smiled, not only on the outside but on the inside.
"Blessed be." Sandra said, about to orb.
"Thrice blessed," I said, catching her, "What's that even mean? I get Wyatt is twice blessed...he's witch and whitelighter. Don't really get it because Paige and Chris..."
"That's not what is meant by twice-blessed! You misunderstand. It means that Wyatt wields great power and wisdom, power that rivals, if not surpasses the power of the Charmed Ones." Sandra explained, "Your child will be powerful beyond your wildest dream, wise beyond wonderment, and...you'll see."
"But Chris...He was the child of an Elder, right? So, why isn't he as powerful?" I asked.
"Who said he isn't?" Sandra asked, "Do you think his foresight, his electrokinesis, his levitation, empathy and the host of other powers comes from?"
"The Charmed line? Levitation, premonition, and empathy from Phoebe." I said.
"Were you not the one who originally had premonition? I assure you, his great control comes from his Charmed as well as his Elder powers." Sandra said.
"I have another...The Collective...They're trying to separate us. They say they want to kill the Halliwells, because we wouldn't align with them, and leave me because I'm the weak link. That's their plan." I said, more trying to let her in on the plan.
"Then they have seriously underestimated you and the Halliwells. I must go, Blessed be." Sandra said, orbing away.
"Looks like we have to start picking out baby stuff." Wyatt said, "I gave all the other stuff to Chris for Matthew."
"Something tells me it's not going to be that easy." I said darkly.