Date: Sat, 06 Oct 2007 01:23:54 -0400
From: jonnyfantastico6@aol.com
Subject: Forever Charmed Chapter 10

"Forever Charmed" uses characters from the Aaron Spelling TV show,
"Charmed". Spelling Enterprises; all rights reserved. I do not own most of
these characters. I, however, do own some, but the main Halliwells belong
to Aaron Spelling. If you're under 18, you really shouldn't be here reading
this, so please hit the back button now. All responses and comments can be
sent to jonnyfantastico6@aol.com .

Forever Charmed

Chapter 10: Release


"That was such a great movie", a young girl said to her boyfriend as they
walked home from their date. He had finally kept his promise and taken her
to see "Dreamgirls".

"Did you really like it", she asked. "It was kind of a chick flick."

He ran his hand through his hair nervously. "Um... yeah. It was great."

She knew right then and there that he was lying. Whenever he ran his hand
through his hair, he told a lie. It was an unusual trait, but she loved him
anyway for telling the fib.

"That's great", she replied with a smirk. "Next week, we can see the new
"Rocky" one. Deal?"

He looked at her with a huge smile. "Definitely a deal." She grabbed his
hand and pulled him into a kiss.

"You know", she said after their lips had parted, "it's OK if you didn't
like it."

He continued to walk ahead, her hand still entangled in his. "It's OK. I
really didn't mind it too much."

"Sure", she responded. Suddenly, from behind them, they heard a clanging
noise. They both stopped dead in their tracks and looked towards where the
noise had come from.

"What was that", she asked, her voice somewhat trembling.

"It was probably just a cat, babe", he replied.

They both looked back for another second and then, both turned around to
continue their trip to his car. They suddenly came face to face with a man.

The girl let out a short scream before she regained her composure. The
scream made her boyfriend jump a bit as well, but he attempted to be much
cooler about it.

"Sorry", the man replied. "Didn't mean to frighten you."

"It's OK", the boyfriend said as he ran his hand through his hair. "You
didn't frighten us at all."

The girlfriend looked at her boyfriend and smiled before returning her gaze
to the stranger in front of her. "Can we help you, sir?"

"Are you unhappy", the man asked with an odd smile, his eyes locked on the
young man.

"Excuse me", the boyfriend said, a bit freaked out.  "Are you unhappy", the
man repeated, this time with an even bigger smile.

The girl's happy expression changed, this time to one filled with confusion
and a bit of fear. "Um... we need to go now, Aaron", she said to her
boyfriend before grabbing his wrist and turning to walk in the opposite
direction.

"What was that all about", Aaron said as they walked a bit further away.

"I really don't even want to know", she replied as she walked a bit
faster... and walked right into the strange man again.

"Aaron, are you unhappy", the strange man repeated, once again holding his
gaze on the young man.

"Look, I don't know who you are or even how the fuck you just did that, but
unless you want a severe ass kicking, I suggest you leave us alone." He
grabbed his girlfriend's hand tighter. "Tara, let's go."

As they started to walk, the man grabbed Aaron's arm. Unbeknownst to Aaron,
the man's hand started to glow a bright red, which traveled into
Aaron. Aaron's eyes flashed the same color as the light from the man's
grasp.

Tara reached into her purse to grab her pepper spray. When she looked up
again with the spray in her hand, the man was no longer there.

"Where the hell did he go", Tara asked shakily. Aaron seemed to stand there
a bit dazed.

"Aaron!"

Tara's yell shook him out of it. "Yeah, baby?"

"Where did he go?"

"Um, I don't know, baby", he replied with a big smile. "Don't worry about
it. Let's go." She waited for his nervous trait to occur... but it never
happened.

"Aaron, are you OK", she asked as she touched his face. He brought her hand
down to his own.

"Actually, babe, no. I'm not."

She looked at him through worried eyes. "What's wrong? What did he do to
you?"

"It's not him", he answered. "It's us. No, wait, actually, it's you."

"What", she asked. "What are you saying?"

He looked away from her with a smirk before facing her once more; his eyes
taking on a cold feeling. "Baby, I haven't been happy for a while. I mean,
let's face it. You won't put out. You make me take you to shitty movies. We
do everything you have to do. I'm done with this; all of this. I'd rather
stay home and jerk off than deal with your ass anymore."  "Aaron", she said
with tears in her eyes, "where is this all coming from? What are you trying
to say?"

"Figure it out, Tara", he said, releasing her hand. "This is over. WE are
over."

She looked at him with tear-filled eyes, filled with confusion. He smiled
and laughed a bit as the tears started to flow.

"And here we go with the fucking waterworks"; he said as he looked at her
with disgust.

She looked up at him; face resigned and slapped him as hard as she
could. The weight of the slap caused his face turned with the impact,
before looking back at her and laughing.

"Well, I guess you'll be walking home, bitch", Aaron said as he turned
around and started to walk off. She turned the other way and ran off into
the street...

Not noticing the car coming at her.

Aaron heard the sickening screech and thud. He turned around and saw Tara
lying in the street as the owner of the car came out to see if she was OK.

"Serves her right", he said as he pulled a cigarette from his front pocket
and lit it up.

From the shadows, the weird man walked out, his eyes gleaming with red.




"To be brutally honest", Noah started as he sat down in the kitchen with
us, "I really don't have a full idea on why I'm here. Layla and Alan didn't
really tell me much."

"Of course they wouldn't tell you", said Piper. "It might change the future
if we knew too much."

"This seems eerily familiar", said Paige. "You're not going to send one of
us to Valhalla, are you?"

"Um... I don't think so", Noah said, filled with confusion.

"Wow", Chris said suddenly and started laughing. "Um... sorry, Dad."

"Different time, different person", Leo responded as he walked across the
table and hugged his son.

"Did I miss something", Pete asked.

"Well, if you did", Wyatt continued, "I guess I did, too. I have no clue
what they're talking about."

"Well, I guess when you have the ability to read a person's mind", Noah
countered, "you're usually lost on a daily basis."  "So, I'm guessing the
Elders told you of our powers then", Wyatt added.

"Not really", Noah replied. "I just happen to know a lot about this
family."

"And how is that", asked Phoebe. Noah just smiled in response.

"Never mind", Phoebe said a bit angrily. "Damn elders."

"Just to make sure", Piper said as she stood behind the counter nervously,
"you're not my son, are you?"

Noah laughed a bit and stood to ease Piper's fears. "No, G.P. I'm not."

"Um... what's G.P", Pete asked.

"Oh. Nothing", Noah responded, quickly attempting to cover his
tracks. "Just something we say in the future. You wouldn't understand."

The others in the kitchen glanced around to see if they could pick
something up.

"I can clearly see we're not going to get anything out of him", Wyatt said.

"Nope", Noah responded with a smile. "And don't try to read my mind either,
Pete and Chris. It won't work."

"How do you know about that", Pete asked.

"Wait. You can read minds, too", Leo questioned towards Pete.

"Um... yeah. Kind of. I didn't really tell anyone except Chris and Wyatt."

Amanda looked a bit angered at her son. "And the reason you kept this from
us is?"

"Well", Chris said, "to be honest, he wasn't really keeping it from you
guys. We just sort of found out about his new power."

"Fine. I'll leave it alone for now. But, no more keeping secrets. Remember,
Pete, you said so yourself."

"You're right", Pete responded. "I'm sorry about that."

"It's OK", Amanda said as she touched her son's hand. "I guess I should be
getting home. Pete, I take it you're spending the night?"

"I don't know, actually", he responded. "Now that Noah's here, I'm guessing
that there's really no room for me."

"There's always room here for you, babe", Piper responded. "Noah, I'm
guessing you don't have anywhere else to stay."

Noah nodded. "Don't worry about it, Mrs. Halliwell. I can find somewhere to
sleep."  "OK, first rule", Piper said as she pointed a finger towards
Noah. "Call me Mrs. Halliwell again and you die. You can call me Piper."

Noah smiled and responded, "OK, Piper. I'm guessing I'm on a first name
basis with everyone here?"

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"OK", Chris said. "How about this? Pete can sleep with me tonight. I don't
mind the company."

Noah started to snicker a bit. "Something funny, Noah", Chris asked.

"Um, no, nothing at all. Please continue."

"What was that all about", Pete asked Chris telepathically.

"Don't ask me", Chris responded. "There's something really fucking weird
about him."

"Well, I guess that's fine", Piper responded. "So, Noah, you can use Pete's
room for the time being."

"Sounds fine to me", Noah said as he stood up and started to exit the
kitchen.

"Um", Phoebe started, "don't you need help on where Pete's room is?"

"No", Noah responded. "I think I can find the way."

Everyone at the table seemed even more confused, but said nothing.

"Ouch", Pete said suddenly and grabbed his head in pain.

"You OK, sweetie", Piper asked him.

"Um... yeah. I'm fine, Mama. It's just a little headache. I guess that
fight took a lot out of me."

"OK. Well, you guys should get to bed anyway. It's pretty late and you have
school in the morning."

Chris, Wyatt and Pete all stood up and said their good night's to everyone,
before they too, exited the kitchen.



"So, what really happened", Chris said as the three of us walked up the
stairs.

"Really happened...", I asked, a bit confused.

"In the kitchen, baby. The headache thing. You tried to read Noah's mind,
didn't you?"

"Yeah", I responded. "And it felt like I ran right into a brick wall. I
couldn't get anything out of him."

"I guess the Elders did something to make you guys unable to do that",
Wyatt said behind us.

"No, not really", Noah replied as we reached the top of the stairs.

"Word to the wise", I said to him. "People who try to sneak up on us
usually get their asses kicked."

"Calm down", Noah said with a smile. "I meant no harm. I just learned how
to block that power from my parents. They're very powerful witches; just
like you three."

I back up a bit from him. "Sorry about that. Guess I got what I deserved by
trying to sneak around it."

"It's alright", Noah said with a smile as he continued walking towards our
rooms. "It's only right that you would be a bit curious."

"So, you really can't tell us anything more about you, huh", Wyatt asked.

"You think he would really tell you if he could", Chris asked.

"It's worth a try", Wyatt responded.

"Well", Noah started, "there really isn't much to know about me. I'm almost
20, I'm from what you see as "the future". I'm supposedly a powerful witch
and... well, let's just say the three of us have a lot in common."

"Like what", I asked him.

"I guess you'll find out in due time", he said to me with a wink.

"I know he didn't fucking just WINK at you", Chris said to me
telepathically. Suddenly, Noah started to laugh hysterically.

"Um, what's so funny?, I asked.

"Chris, please. He's not my type", Noah said with a smile.

"So, wait", Chris started, "we can't hear your thoughts... but you can hear
ours?"

"Let's just say you better keep your thoughts to yourself when I'm around",
he responded. "You never know when you may be thinking something you don't
want me to know."

"That's fine"; Chris responded, "but for the time being, do me the same
favor and stay out of my head as well."

"That goes second for me, too"; I added.

"Fine"; Noah responded with a smile, "your thoughts are your own."

We kept walking to my door. I opened it for Noah and he walked inside.

"So, this is where you sleep", Noah asked snidely as he looked towards me,
then back at the room.

"Um, yeah. Is there a problem with it?"

"Not really"; he said. "Nothing I can't fix, anyway."

Noah suddenly snapped his fingers and my bed disappeared.

"What the hell..." I started to say angrily.

"Calm down", Noah responded with a wave. "I'll put everything back the way
I found it before I go. But, for now..."

He snapped his fingers again and a different bed appeared, much bigger than
my own. Also, mounted on the wall was a flat-screen TV.

"Ah", Noah responded as he plopped down on the bed and relaxed. "Much
better."

"Wicked fucking cool", Wyatt said as he looked towards the TV. "Do you mind
if I hang out in here with you?" Noah patted the space on the bed next to
him.

"Awesome", Wyatt said as he climbed onto the bed.

"You guys wanna join us", Noah asked. "There's plenty of room."

"No thanks", Chris replied. "Besides, four is a bit of a crowd. And we have
school in the morning."

"Your loss", Noah said back to Chris. "Hey, Wyatt. Are you hungry?"

"Sure. I'm thinking pizza. Didn't really get to eat earlier, due to
fighting the Source and all."

Noah snapped his fingers once again and in front of Wyatt appeared a
sausage and pepperoni pizza.

"You are definitely cool in my book", Wyatt said as he grabbed a slice.

"Well, this is our exit", Chris said as he turned to leave the room. "Good
night, Wyatt." Wyatt simply nodded in response, his mouth was full.

"I guess you don't talk with your mouth full", I replied to Wyatt with a
lewd wink. He threw up the bird in response.

"I wouldn't know about that", Noah said, then with a smile added,
"actually, wait... yes I would."

"Oh, yeah, definitely time to go now", I responded as I started to walk
out.

"Hold up", Noah said as he jumped off the bed and walked towards us. I
turned around to face him and Chris did the same.

"Look, guys, we've obviously gotten off on the wrong foot. I'm really sorry
if I'm pissing you both off." He held out his hand for me to shake, a truly
concerned look on his face.

I took his hand and shook it. "It's alright, Noah. It's been a long night."

"Exactly"; Chris continued as he followed my suit. "Tomorrow is another
day."

"Let me make it up to you", he continued. He snapped his fingers again.

"Um, what did you do?"

"Well, when you get to Chris' room, you'll find out. Enjoy and see you both
in the morning."

"Hey, Noah", Wyatt said as he continued eating. "Something to drink,
please?"

I smiled at Wyatt before walking out the room. When we got back to Chris'
room, we both stood in awestruck amazement. On his wall was a TV, similar
to the one now in my room. Also, there were a couple of pizzas, some soda
and a note.

"Obviously, this is Noah's doing", Chris responded.

"I guess so", I said as I walked to where the note was. I picked it up and
read it out loud:

"Sorry if I seemed like such an ass. Guess you got to get to know me
first. I know you guys are pretty out of it from the fight. Here's
something to start us off new. Enjoy the food and the TV.

-Noah

P.S. I would've made a bigger bed for you two as well, but something tells
me you wouldn't mind the closeness... ;-)

"What is that supposed to mean", Chris asked, a bit angered.

"Something tells me he knows about you and I", I responded as I sat on the
bed. "Why am I not surprised?"

"I don't know, but I really don't like him too well", Chris said as he sat
beside me. "But, I'll give him the benefit of the doubt for now. Besides,
he made us food... sort of."

"That's true", I said with a smile. I gave Chris a kiss on the cheek. I
started to pull away from him, but he grabbed my collar and pulled me
towards him, giving me a more passionate kiss.

"Wow", I said as our lips separated. "What was that for?"  "Cause I can",
he said with a smile. "Now, how do you turn on this TV?"

I grabbed the note again and turned it around. Sure enough, written on the
back...

"Look under the pillow."

I reached my hand under Chris' pillow and sure enough, there was a remote.

"I guess he thought up everything", I said.

"Not really. He forgot the cups and ice."

"Easily taken care of", I said with a wave of my hand. I orbed up two
glasses filled with ice.

"I love my boyfriend", Chris said with a smile.

"And I definitely love mine", I replied. We turned on the television and
watched TV while we ate. Although the night had started somewhat messed up,
it definitely was ending on a much better note.




I had awoken sometime later, the moon still shining brightly in the sky. I
glanced over at the clock. It was 3:30 in the morning and the TV was still
on, showing a repeat of the previous night's news. Chris was snoring
lightly while lying on my chest. He looked so adorable like that.

I looked around the room. The pizza was nearly gone and the ice in the
glasses had completely melted. With my free arm, I orbed them downstairs
into the sink. I couldn't leave the stuff lying around like that. I kissed
Chris on his forehead and moved him over.

"Hmm... baby. Where are you going", he asked groggily.

"It's OK", I said as I stood up. "I'm just clearing up the mess. I'll be
back to bed in a minute." He moaned, obviously missing my caress, but soon
rolled over and went right back to sleep.

I walked to the side of the bed where Chris' lamp was. I turned it off
while grabbing the left over boxes on the floor. I started to turn around,
when the news caught my attention. There was a face I recognized on it. I
dropped the boxes immediately and grabbed the remote from the nightstand,
quickly turning the volume up.

"... horrible accident. Tonight, a young woman was critically injured after
being hit by an oncoming car. 17-year old high school student Tara McHenry,
ran into traffic, apparantly not paying attention. She was struck..."

I quickly turned around and shook Chris' leg with sadness in my eyes.

"Huh... what", he said with a jump. He saw the look on my face and
immediately knew something was wrong.

"Baby, what's wrong", he asked as he quickly went to comfort me. All I
could do was point to the TV.

After listening for a few seconds, he grabbed my hand. "Oh, my
God. Tara. When did this happen?"

"I'm not sure", I said shakily. "Probably earlier tonight. This is a
rebroadcast of the news."

He held me close. "Baby", I said. "She goes to our school. We know her."

"I know, angel. I know", he uttered as he rubbed my back.

I turned back to the TV to hear the rest of the report. I guess I couldn't
handle it because after a few seconds more of it, I grabbed the remote and
turned it off. Chris laid me down and put his arm around me, holding me
close.

"You know", I said as my eyes started to water, "this was one of my
greatest fears."

"Me holding you", he asked jokingly, trying to ease the tension. I giggled
a bit, but couldn't hold on to it for long.

"No, Chris. Just that one day, I would turn the TV on and see someone I
know on it. In an accident or worse...""

Chris kissed my neck and grabbed my hand as he held me. "She's going to be
fine, love."

"How do you know", I said to him through the tears.

"I don't", he responded. "But, I don't want you somehow turning this into
your fault. It's not in the least."

I sobbed a bit and Chris continued to hold me.

"I guess we can't save everyone", I said to him telepathically after a
while.

"I know the feeling, baby"; he answered back. "Get some sleep. We have
school in the morning... and maybe everything will be better then."

I desperately wanted to believe his words... but I couldn't. I fell asleep,
my mind still filled with confusion and sadness.



"Thank you for responding to my call", Drage said to another demon.

"I usually don't respond to another demon, no matter his ranking", the
other demon responded.

"Do you think it can be done", Drage questioned.  "Well, it seems like not
much of a challenge. But, considering the consequences it could cause, I
will happily oblige", the demon responded with a grin. "As long as you keep
your end of the bargain."

"You have my word", Drage said. "We will not come after you. You are safe."

"Very well", the demon answered as he shimmered away.

Drage smiled wildly as he realized that he was finally getting what he
wanted.

"Drage, my love", Pascal said as he walked up. "With whom were you
conversing with?"

The smile on Drage's face instantly faded. "Damn it", he muttered silently.




"Oh man. Noah is so fucking cool, guys", Wyatt exclaimed while we walked
into the school the next morning. "I can't believe you guys don't like him
that much."

"Well", I said, "to be honest, I don't have too much against him, I
suppose. I just really don't know him that well."

"Exactly", Chris continued. "We just need some time to see what he's all
about."

"Well, trust me, he's totally cool", Wyatt said with a smirk. "Plus, he's
not so bad on the eyes, either."

"Um, don't you sort of have a boyfriend", I asked Wyatt. He shoved me
jokingly.

"Caleb is not my boyfriend, asshole. And even if he was, I'm still allowed
to look."

"OK, OK, point understood", I responded.

"I just really like Noah. And not like that, either, dork! It's
like... he's not scared to do what he wants to do, you know? He was telling
me all of these crazy stories about his life. Not too much, though... just
some scenarios and whatnot. And that power he has is fucking awesome."

"Um, guys", Chris interrupted. "Remember where we are?"

"Yeah, so what", Wyatt answered. "No one knows what we're talking about
anyway. But, it fucking rocks. Look what he conjured up for me!" He went in
his shirt and pulled out a chain with rainbow hoops on it. "Isn't it
fucking..."

"Yeah, yeah", I responded. "Awesome. I know."

"What's up your ass this morning", Wyatt asked, a bit annoyed. "You're both
being extremely bitchy right now." I looked away for a second and
relaxed. Maybe I was being a bit harsh.  "It's nothing", I said.

"He's worried about the whole thing with Tara", Chris responded for me. "It
really bothered him last night."

"Oh", Wyatt said. "I forgot about that."

"I can't seem to forget", I said sadly.

We walked around the corner and there was Caleb at his locker.

"Hey you", Wyatt said with a smile.

"Hey you yourself", Caleb said with an equal expression of happiness on his
face. "Hey Chris and Pete."

"Hey Caleb", we both said in unison.

"Jinx", I said telepathically to Chris. "You owe me a soda."

"How about a blowjob, instead", he responded back. I had to keep myself
from moaning out loud at the thought.

"So, good news", Caleb said to Wyatt. "That family thing I had to do is no
longer an issue. Are you still free later?"

"Definitely free. What are you doing after school?"

Caleb looked at Wyatt and said, "What do you think I want to do?"

Oh, yeah. Definitely didn't need to hear that.

"Well, how about I walk you to homeroom and we discuss it", Wyatt said with
a seductive grin.

"You're on", Caleb said with a wink. "See you guys later", he said to Chris
and I as he waved.

"What do you guys think he meant", Wyatt asked somewhat nervously.

"Bro, if you have to ask us", Chris responded in a whisper, "then, you need
your bisexual privileges revoked."

"Oh, man", Wyatt said as he grabbed his books from his locker and ran after
Caleb. "Later!"

"I think Wyatt is getting himself in a little too deep", Chris said with a
smirk.

"And he's loving every minute of it", I responded with a smile. "Just hope
he's careful."

"Listen to you", Chris commented as we walked off to our
homeroom. "Sounding like the gay relationship expert."

"Well, what can I say", I answered. "I learned from the best."

"Remind me to definitely kiss you for that one", Chris said in a whisper. I
looked around the hallway and it was nearly empty. I gave Chris a quick
peck.

"You're lucky I can't make out with you right now", he said with a
smile. We walked around another and I stopped dead in my tracks. There was
Aaron Summers, Tara's boyfriend, against his locker... and another girl
that DEFINITELY wasn't Tara was all over him, rubbing his chest and talking
closely.

Chris and I walked up to him. "Hey, Aaron", Chris said with a light, but
embarrassed smile.

He glanced our way. "Oh, hey, Pete and Chris." He immediately turned his
attention back towards the other girl.

"Um... do you mind if we speak to you for a second", I asked him, a bit
pissed off.

"Um... sure", he said. "Hey Amber, see you later?"

"Definitely", she said as she kissed him and grabbed his dick through his
jeans. I was somewhat disgusted, but said nothing. She eventually walked
away, making sure she shook her ass with every movement.

"So, what's up, guys", he said as he opened his locker.

"We heard about Tara", I responded. "Just wanted to know how you were
holding up."

"Well, I'm fine", he said with a smile.

"So, we noticed", Chris said. "And obviously, the cheerleading team seems
to be helping."

"Oh, you mean Amber", he responded. "Yeah, she's great."

"OK, I can't just sit here and act like everything is fine", I
interrupted. "Your girlfriend was hit by a car last night and is in the
hospital. Why are you here acting like it's nothing?"

"First off", Aaron said as he turned to face me, "me and Tara are no longer
an item. Secondly, it's none of your goddamn business what I do with my
time."

"Maybe it isn't his business", Chris countered back, "but it seems like you
have no sympathy over what happened to Tara. Even if she isn't your
girlfriend anymore, you still love her, right?"

"I have NOT now, nor have I ever loved that bitch", Aaron said. "I can't
stand her. Always holding me back, never doing anything I want to do. It's
always about her and I fucking hate it. Now, she's gone and I'm moving
on. End of story."

"She's not gone", I responded, holding back my anger. "How could you talk
about her like she's dead?"

"Because in my eyes", he said calmly. "She already is dead. When that car
hit her, that definitely became the happiest time of my life."

I looked at him, unable to form words.

"You were there when it happened", Chris said for me. "How could you be so
heartless?"

"Because when it comes to her, I have no heart. She's nothing to me. I was
so unhappy being her little boy-toy and now, it's over. So, both of you
need to mind your fucking business and leave me alone." He reached into his
locker and pulled something out and started to rip it.

"Now, if you'll excuse me, the cheerleading team wants to console me by any
means necessary and I have every intention of letting them do so. Goodbye."
He walked off and dropped the ripped item as he walked away.

"What was that all about", Chris asked. I walked to pick up what he
dropped. I picked it up and saw it was a picture of him and Tara ripped in
two.

"I'm not sure", I said very upset. "But, he's being a little too accepting
of what happened."

"Talk about being a major asshole", Chris responded as he came up to
me. "Let's just get to homeroom before we're late."

I looked at the picture once more before throwing it in the trash. "Yeah",
I responded as we walked off.


"Thanks for meeting up with me for lunch today", Wyatt said to Noah that
afternoon at the sandwich place.

"It's no problem, man. Besides, it wasn't like I was doing much of anything
anyway. Plus, I really enjoy the company."

"Thanks. Usually, I eat with Chris and Pete."

"And the reason you didn't today is..." Noah questioned as he took a sip of
his soda.

"They were kind of acting a bit weird earlier. I didn't really want to be
around them."

"Aw", Noah said jokingly, "are they having a lover's spat? How cutesy of
them." Wyatt nearly spit up his soda, but caught himself.

"You know about Pete and Chris", he asked, somewhat shocked.

"I know a lot about all of you guys", Noah replied with a smile. "Including
you", he added with a wink.

"You know, that really sucks", Wyatt said. "You seem to know everything
about us, but we don't know a thing about you. Except..."

"Except what", Noah asked calmly.

"Well, you're a witch like us, for one. You have a pretty cool
power. And..."

"And what?"

Wyatt glanced down embarrassed. "You're pretty fucking hot." Noah started
to laugh a bit.

"Thanks for the compliments, Wyatt. But... you're really not my type."

"I wasn't trying to hit on you", Wyatt responded, a little more
self-assured. "Just an observation. Besides... I'm sort of with someone."

"Um... I'm not sure I follow. Either you're with someone or you're not."

"Well, to be honest, I feel a little weird talking about this with you. It
might freak you out a bit."

"Why is that", Noah asked as he wiped his face off with a napkin. "Is it
because this person you're sort of with is a guy?"

Wyatt paused for a moment and sighed, before answering. "Well, yeah. I
don't know how you feel..."

"Let me try to make this a little better for you", Noah said as he pulled
his wallet from his coat pocket. He opened it up and pulled out a picture
and handed it to Wyatt.

"Wow. He's really cute..."; Wyatt started to say.

"Watch what you say there. You're talking about my boyfriend"; Noah
continued.

"Your boyfriend"; Wyatt said with widened eyes. "So, that means
you're...you know."

"Well, let's just say if I'm not, the person in that picture would be very
disappointed with me." Wyatt had to smile at that remark.

"His name is Matthew"; Noah continued, "but everyone calls him Matty. We've
been together for a while. And yes, you can talk to me about being with
another guy." Wyatt handed the picture back to Noah.

"Well, I feel a bit better now. You mind if I move over next to you? I kind
of don't want everyone hearing my business." Noah patted the seat next to
him and Wyatt moved over.


"Hey! Caleb!" I yelled across the lunchroom. I was eating with Chris as
usual, but Wyatt was nowhere to be found. Through the crowd, Caleb saw us
and walked to where we were sitting.

"Hey. How are you guys doing", he asked.  I nodded in response and Chris
said, "We're good. Actually, we were wondering if you've seen Wyatt. He
usually meets up with us at lunch."

"Um... yeah, actually I have", he responded. "He said something about
eating lunch with some guy named Noah. Do you know him?"

"We do", I said, not really knowing how to answer the question on how we
knew Noah.

"Should I be jealous or something"; Caleb asked.

"Not at all. He's our cousin from out of town", Chris continued, obviously
catching my confusion.

"Oh", Caleb responded. "Well, if I see him first, I'll tell him you guys
were looking for him." He started to walk away.

"Caleb", Chris said, "you know, if you aren't eating with anyone, we'd like
the company."

"Yeah", I continued. "Come sit with us."

"Are you sure", Caleb said a bit nervously. "Wyatt said... never mind."

"OK. Now you defininitely have to sit with us", Chris said. "You can't walk
off after saying something like that. Park it!" Caleb sighed and sat down
next to me. I couldn't help but laugh at the situation.

"Now, Wyatt said what exactly", Chris continued.

"OK. You didn't hear this from me", Caleb said a bit nervously. "I don't
want to start any trouble."

"You won't", I added. "Now, spill it."

"He said... you guys were sort of in a bitchy mood today. He's been trying
to avoid you guys until you get over whatever you're both upset about."

"Oh", I responded. "So, that's why he's not at lunch with us."

"Are you guys OK", Caleb asked. "If you're not in the best of moods, I can
go", he said as he started to stand up.

"It's fine", Chris said as he waved for him to sit back down. "It's just
something we heard about last night. We didn't mean to take it out on
Wyatt... although I thought we had that all settled out."

"So did I", I responded. "I guess we were harder on him than we thought."

"Not to be nosy, but can I ask what all of this is about", Caleb asked. I
told him all about Tara and Aaron and the accident.

"Wow. That is pretty fucked up", Caleb said. "I'm sorry to hear about
that."  "Not as sorry as I am to have heard it", I said with a frown. "But,
what can I do about it?"

"Nothing, baby", Chris responded. "Try to let it go." He reached under the
table and held my hand.

"Well, I should get going", Caleb said suddenly.

"It's OK", I started to say, but Caleb cut me off.

"I know it is, but I have something to do before class", he continued as he
stood up. "Thanks for the invite to eat with you guys."

"No problem", Chris said. "Feel free to join us anytime." Caleb smiled in
response and then walked away.

"Why do I get the feeling he couldn't get out of here fast enough", Chris
said.

"Baby, he was probably just freaked about hanging with us. He doesn't
really know us that well."

"I don't know, baby. He's just a bit weird, is all."

"He's not that bad", I continued. "And he likes Wyatt, so he can't really
be as sinister as you're trying to make him." Chris sighed.

"I guess you're right, babe. But, I just feel really off about
him. Something just doesn't seem right."

"What? Is your "spider sense" tingling", I asked with a smile. He leaned in
close to me.

"Well, if I say it is", he whispered, "do I get an upside down kiss?" I had
to back up from him before I actually did so.

"I guess you'll have to see... but I'm no Mary Jane", I responded.

"Not in my movie", he responded with a wink.

Suddenly, the bell sounded off. Our Spider-Man roll playing would have to
wait.


"So, you've been with a guy before", Noah said as he walked Wyatt back to
school. "Why are you so nervous about being with one now?"

"Well, I'm not really nervous", Wyatt responded as he continued
walking. "Just... a little behind on the times, so to speak. It was eons
ago since I was with Alex and even then, we didn't go too far."

"Can I ask you something personal, Wyatt?"

"Well, if this conversation isn't personal enough, I don't know what
is. So, go right ahead."

"Are you a virgin?"

"Well..." Wyatt said.

"Ah. That answers enough of my questions. Do you want my advice?"

Wyatt looked directly at Noah. "Please."

With a smile, Noah started. "A lot of people hold on to their virginity
because they see it as something sacred. It's not something they should
give up so easily."

"So, you think I should take it easy with Caleb", Wyatt asked.

"Well, you should take it easy with anyone you're with. But, that's not
what I'm trying to say. At the end of the day, it's your body and your
choice if you want to do something with him. Don't feel like you're forced
because other people have done it already. And yes, I'm including Chris and
Pete in that equation as well. Even if they're your brothers, it doesn't
mean you have you try to keep up with them."

"I'm not trying to keep up with them. It's just that... I feel that I'm
ready for this", Wyatt said. "But, I'm still having doubts. As dumb as it
sounds, I'm a little worried. Sex is a big thing and I'm not sure if that's
something I'm ready for just yet."

"Then, my friend", Noah replied, "I think you answered your own question."
Wyatt said nothing else and let the thought wander around his mind. He was
so caught up in his own thoughts, he didn't notice the old man standing in
front of him.

"Oh", Wyatt said as he stopped in his tracks. "I am so sorry about
that. Are you OK?"

"I'm fine, young man", the old man answered. "But, what about you?"

"Excuse me?"

"Are you unhappy, Wyatt Halliwell?"

"Do you know this guy", Noah asked.

"Not at all. How do you know my name?"

"Are you unhappy", the man repeated with a weird smile on his face.

"I think we'll be happier once we get you back to school", Noah said as he
grabbed Wyatt's arm. "Let's go."

Noah started to pull Wyatt away when the man grabbed Wyatt's other
arm. Suddenly, Wyatt felt a warmth encase his body as a red glow emitted
from the man's touch, flowing into Wyatt and causing his eyes to flash red.

Noah was finally able to yank Wyatt away.

"Are you OK", Noah said as he approached Wyatt. Wyatt stood there for a
minute, not saying a word.

"Wyatt!", Noah exclaimed. That seemed to shake Wyatt out of it.

"Um... Noah. Yeah, I'm fine."

"Are you sure", Noah asked. "That wasn't your ordinary homeless person." He
looked back to see where the man had once stood, but he wasn't there
anymore.

"I sort of figured that", Wyatt replied with an odd smile. "But, I'm
fine. I'm sure of it."

"OK, where the hell did he go"; Noah asked. "People just don't disappear
like that."

"It doesn't matter"; Wyatt responded. "I'm fine. He was just some odd
creepy guy."

"Just to make sure, maybe we should go back to the manor and check it
out. I got a bad feeling about him."

"It's not that serious", Wyatt replied with a chuckle. "Besides, I still
have school. Not all of us can afford to sit around all day doing nothing."

"Yeah, we should be so lucky", Noah replied. "OK, if you say you're fine, I
guess I should get you back to school."

"Exactly. And back to Caleb, too", Wyatt continued with a lustful tone.


Chris and I were on our way to class after lunch.

"So, excited about your Math test", he asked as we walked down the hall.

"Yeah. As excited as watching paint dry", I said back to him.

"Well, you studied, right?"

"Of course I did", I replied.

"But", I said telepathically, "when your boyfriend is studying with you and
is wearing a tee shirt, a pair of bikini briefs and nothing else, your
imagination goes somewhere else other than algebraic equations."

"So, you did notice", Chris replied back to me.

"Of course. Why do you think I threw the book back and pulled down those
"kini's" and start to suck you off?"

Chris started to laugh a bit out loud. "OK, OK. I see why you're so
worried. Next time, I'll wear something a bit more... well, just a bit
more."

I started to laugh back when I saw Aaron with half of the cheerleading
squad.

"What a fucking asshole", I muttered.

"Pete. It's his life, remember?"

"I know, Chris", I replied.

"I know you're upset", he said telepathically. "Look. Our parents won't be
home later. We can be alone, cuddle and talk. Deal?"

"You got it", I replied out loud. I looked towards Aaron as he walked out
the front door with the girls. As they walked out, Wyatt walked back into
the school. We walked towards him.

"Hey", I said. "Cutting it kind of close, aren't you?"

"What's it to you", Wyatt responded. "Who made you principal?"

"Sorry for giving a damn", I replied back. "What is with you? And why did
you ditch us for lunch?"

"I didn't ditch you", he said back. "Aren't I allowed to have other
friends? Besides, I was just with Noah."

"It's no problem with us", Chris said. "We're just used to you eating lunch
with us."

"Well, no offense, but I wasn't in the mood to do so today. You both were
being really fucking short with me and I didn't want to hang around that,
so I called Noah."

"Look, we're sorry about that, but we were both in odd moods this morning",
I said.

"About that Tara girl? Who gives a shit? It's not like you're even friends
with her."

"Wyatt", Chris said.

"Look, whatever. I have no time for this. Have you guys seen Caleb? I'm
thinking I'm gonna start our date a little early", he said with a grin.

"We saw him at lunch. He had to do something before class", I said.

"Speaking of class", Chris continued, "don't you have to be there as well?"

"Fuck class", Wyatt said. "And since when are you so concerned about my
well being? You're not my parents."

"Wyatt, calm down", I said. "What the hell is your problem?"

"You both are... and it's a problem I'm definitely wanting to avoid. I'm
going to go find Caleb and have some fun, if you catch my drift. Excuse
me", he said as he pushed through us. Chris grabbed his arm.

"Is this what we get when you hang out with Noah? You start acting like an
asshole to us?"  Wyatt stepped up to Chris. "First of all, Noah is fucking
cool. He does what he wants to do and answers to nobody, but because the
both of you are such pussies, you're both afraid of living your life and to
accept him for the person he is. Personally, I'm so damn unhappy of playing
this game of conforming. And now, I'm going to have some fun. Now, if you
don't mind, would you let me the fuck go and worry about your own
selves... and of course, some stranger lying in a hospital bed that
probably deserved what she got."

Chris was as stunned as I was, but let Wyatt's hand go. We both watched as
he walked off.

"Is there something in the water that is just making everyone act like an
asshole today"; I asked. I looked towards Chris and he just stood there,
visibly upset by Wyatt's actions.

"Baby", I said to him telepathically.

"Don't defend him" he replied back out loud. "Do you really need to take
that test?"

"Yeah, I do", I said with a groan. "Why?"

"Suddenly, I don't feel like being in school either. Can we just go home?"
I looked at the hurt on Chris' face and obviously, staying in school wasn't
going to do him any good.

"OK, baby", I said to him telepathically. "Besides, if Noah can make
anything he wants to, maybe he can forge a decent letter." That brought a
small smile to Chris' face, but it wasn't much of one. He walked to the
school doors and held them open for me as I walked out, with him following
right behind me.


"So what brought on this cause of action", Caleb asked as Wyatt drove
somewhat recklessly away from the school. "I didn't really take you for
cutting class and all."

"I just needed a break", Wyatt responded with a smile. "And I figured you
would like to join me."

"Well, thanks for the invite", Caleb answered back. "But, I would like to
get there in one piece."

Wyatt started to laugh out loud. "Am I scaring you with the way I'm
driving?"

"A little bit, yeah." Wyatt started to slow down a bit.

"Just for you, sexy." He continued driving until they reached a spot that
overlooked the beach.

"Where are we"; Caleb asked as Wyatt put the car in park.

"This is called Dante's Cove"; Wyatt responded with a smirk. "I just
thought we could come here and spend some time alone together."

"Really"; Caleb said as he took his seatbelt off. "And why did you want to
be alone with me?"  "Well"; Wyatt said as he moved into Caleb's
space. "Let's just say it wasn't to do much talking."

Caleb smiled back as Wyatt grabbed his face and started to fiercely kiss
him; his tongue ravaging Caleb's mouth. Wyatt hand's roamed all through
Caleb's hair as he climbed onto Caleb's lap and started to rock into his
hips while kissing him. He pulled back for a second and smiled at Caleb.

"You don't mind, do you?"

"Do you see me complaining"; Caleb replied back with a smirk.

Wyatt smiled back and kissed Caleb once more; heavier with every pass of
his tongue across Caleb's. He reached his hands down and reached under
Caleb's shirt; caressing the soft, hairless skin that was hidden beneath
it. He eventually lifted Caleb's shirt off completely.

"Like what you see"; Caleb asked.

"Well, let's just put it this way"; Wyatt replied as he moved his lips to
Caleb's nipples and started to suck them one at a time. Caleb moaned loudly
as he arched his back. As Wyatt continued to suck on Caleb's nipples, he
ran his hand down to the bulge in Caleb's pants, rubbing and squeezing his
hard dick through his pants.

"Feels nice"; Wyatt said lightly. "Can't wait to see what that tastes
like."

He started to kiss down Caleb's chest, past his midsection and to his
navel; licking around it as he unbuttoned Caleb's jeans. He crawled off of
Caleb's lap and back into his own seat.

"Where are you going", Caleb asked.

"Well, I am going to unbutton your jeans, pull them down and give you the
best blowjob you've ever received."

"Wow. Are you sure you want to do this"; Caleb asked. "Do you think we're
going a bit far?"

"Right now, all I care about is shoving your big dick in my mouth"; Wyatt
responded as he unzipped Caleb's jeans. "Do you mind?"

Caleb stood up as much as he could, pulling down his jeans, releasing his
hard dick.

"I guess that answers my question"; Wyatt said as he took Caleb's cock in
his hand and jerked it slowly.

"I guess it does"; Caleb whimpered out as the sensation overcame him.

Wyatt started to kiss Caleb once more as he jerked him off slowly, moving
his hand to the base of Caleb's shaft and right back up to the tip. He
continued to jerk Caleb off until he felt Caleb's pre-cum start to drip
onto his fingers. He stopped kissing Caleb long enough to lick the juice
that had fallen onto his fingertips.

"Tasty"; Wyatt replied as he moved down to Caleb's engorged member... and
took it in his mouth completely.

"Holy fuck"; Caleb said as he felt Wyatt's warm mouth encase his
dick. Wyatt started to bob his head up and down at a moderate pace. Caleb
moved his hands to Wyatt's head and lightly stroked it as he received his
blowjob.

"That feels so good"; Caleb moaned out as Wyatt continued to suck harder
and faster; moving his head at a faster pace. Suddenly, he stopped in his
tracks and moved his mouth off of Caleb's dick.

"Why did you stop"; Caleb asked; his dick still as hard as a rock, pointing
straight up.

"Because I don't want you to cum until you stick that beautiful dick inside
of me and fuck me"; Wyatt replied as he started to unbutton his jeans.

"Wait a second"; Caleb said. "I don't think we should be doing this."

"Why not"; Wyatt asked. "I have condoms and lube, if that's the problem."

"That's not it"; Caleb said as he started to pull his pants up. "This is
not the way I want our first time to be."

"I just got finished wetting the hell out of your dick and NOW you have a
problem with how this is happening?"

Caleb stood up and pulled his pants and buttoned them. "Wyatt, I want
this. I really want to do this with you."

"Then, pull those pants back off and fuck me!"

"But, not like this; not in a car in the middle of a beach. I want it to be
special; to be... romantic"; Caleb said, even surprising himself. He
reached behind him and grabbed his shirt.

"Or you're just like Chris and Pete; too fucking scared to live your life";
Wyatt said angrily as he sat forward; looking out over the water.

"What do they have to do with this"; Caleb asked. "I'm talking about us."

"Whatever"; Wyatt said. "It's obvious you don't want me. Maybe I should
just look elsewhere for some satisfaction. I'm sure there is a better fuck
out there."

"Is that all you see me as? Just a fuck"; Caleb asked; sadness tinged in
his voice.

"It doesn't matter how I see you as"; Wyatt said. "You obviously don't see
me in the same way."

"That's not true in the least"; Caleb responded.  "That's hard to believe";
Wyatt answered back. Caleb moved forward and kissed Wyatt once more. Wyatt
grabbed Caleb's head and kissed him deeper; when suddenly, Caleb pushed him
back.

"But, I don't want us like this"; Caleb said. Suddenly, Caleb stopped
speaking and opened the car door.

"Where are you going"; Wyatt asked.

"I have to go. I'm sorry, Wyatt. I'll see you later."

"Whatever"; Wyatt said. "I'm out of here." He drove off and left Caleb
standing on the sand of the beach.

"Are you unhappy" came a voice from behind Caleb.

"Yes, I am"; Caleb responded as he turned around to face the demon. "But,
tell me, Inhibitionist; why am I so unhappy?"

"I am not sure, Sir. Could your plans have gone awry?"

"No"; he answered. "You did what I asked of you to do. It is...something
else."

"Could it be", the Inhibitionist asked, "the Transitioning Ritual?"

"You know of this ritual I've performed"; Caleb asked as he walked to face
the demon.

"Yes, I do. May I asked why you thought it would work to infiltrate the
Charmed Ones? There are many other things you could have done..."

"That is none of your business"; Caleb said angrily. "Do you know what is
happening to me?"

"I do, sir. You are getting exactly what you wished to achieve by
performing the spell."

"What do you mean", Caleb asked. "I only wanted to appear human."

"Well, you cannot get one without the other, it seems"; the demon
responded.

"And what does that mean?"

"Let me put it this way. To look the part, one must own the part."

"Are you telling me... I'm turning human?" The demon nodded in response.

Caleb sunk to the sand and sat, his mind more confused than ever.

"What have I done"; he asked.


"Ahh... skipping out on school, I see"; Noah said as we walked into the
living room.  "Yeah. Something like that"; I said as I sat on the couch
next to him. Chris sat right next to me.

"Well, I won't snitch. Like I told Wyatt earlier, I enjoy the company."
Chris groaned after hearing Wyatt's name and laid his head on my shoulder.

"Did I touch a soft spot or something" Noah asked.

"Chris and Wyatt had a fight of sorts."

"A fight? What the hell happened, Chris"; Noah asked.

"Nothing I want to get into"; Chris answered. "Can we just drop the
subject?"

"It's fine with me", Noah responded. "Well, that explains why you're home,
Chris. Pete, why did you follow? Wanted some private make-out time?"

I looked Noah directly in the eye. "First off, I don't care what you know
or even how you know about Chris and me. But, whatever we do together in
our relationship is none of your business, got it?"

"Whoa, whoa there", Noah said as he put his hands up. "I'm sorry. I didn't
mean to piss you off or overstep my boundaries. Maybe you're not in the
best of moods, either."

I realized I was taking out my day's anger out on him and backed up. "I'm
sorry, Noah. I didn't mean to go off on you like that. It's just been a
fucked up day for me as well."

"What happened? Wyatt rip you a new one, too?"

I told him what had happened between Aaron and Tara and what was said when
I confronted Aaron on it.

"Damn, his girl gets hit by a car and he repays her by mass cheating on
her"; Noah said.

"Yep. Gotta love heterosexual men. They sure know the right time to act a
damn fool"; Chris added.

"I will never understand the wiring of a straight man's brain"; Noah
continued. "Thank God I'm not one."

"Me, neither"; Chris and I both said.

At that moment, we all heard the door slam and saw Wyatt walk by.

"Wyatt"; Noah called out, "are you okay?"

"Fuck off"; he replied back as he walked up the stairs into his room.

"What the hell is his problem"; Noah said. "What did I do to him?"

"The same thing we did to him"; Chris said as he sat up. "Absolutely
nothing."  "All we did was ask where he was during lunch and he went off on
us"; I said.

"Well, he was fine while he was with me. He asked me some advice on some
guy he's seeing and he seemed to take it well."

"I guess it didn't work the way he wanted it to with Caleb"; Chris
said. "He seems so unhappy for some reason."

"You know, I've heard that word too many times today"; I said.

"What are you talking about"; Noah asked.

"The word "unhappy". Aaron said he was unhappy with Tara and Wyatt said he
was unhappy with living his life the way he was. Just because you're so
"unhappy", does that give you the right to act like a fucking asshole?"

I looked towards Chris and Noah after my rant. Chris nodded in agreement in
what I said, but Noah looked a bit freaked out.

"Did I scare you or something"; I said to Noah. "You look a bit weirded out
or something."

"No", Noah replied. "It's not that."

"What's wrong"; Chris asked.

"That word. "Unhappy". I've heard that word today, too."

"Um... OK. What does that have to do with anything", I asked.

"When Wyatt and I were heading back to your school, we came up on this old
guy. He kept asking Wyatt if he was unhappy. We tried to ignore him, but he
grabbed Wyatt's arm and said it again."

"And what does some random homless man have to do with any of this"; I
asked. "Other than the fact that he needs to keep his hands to himself?"

"Probably nothing"; Noah said. "But it was just weird is all. I just wanted
to be included in the story, I guess."

"Whatever you say"; I said as I cuddled up next to Chris. That was when I
glanced at the TV. For the second time in a day, I saw someone else I
recognized.

"Turn that up right now"; I exclaimed. Noah gave me an odd look, but did
what I asked of him.

"...second incident in a 24-hour period has caused yet another tragedy for
Lincoln High School."

"Oh my God"; Chris said as he sat up.

"What's wrong"; Noah asked.  "That's our school"; I answered as I kept my
eyes on the screen.

"In an unusual and unfortunate turn of events, 18-year-old Aaron Summers is
now in critical condition at Seaside Memorial Hospital. According to
eyewitnesses, Aaron got behind the wheel of his car and sped off while
trying to impress a group of students at the school. It was then that Aaron
lost control of his vehicle and slammed into an embankment off the
road. The car careened to the side of a median and flipped over; causing
him to be ejected from the car. He was not wearing a seatbelt. He has
suffered numerous injuries; some life-threatening. Just last night, Aaron's
girlfriend, Tara McHenry, was also injured when she ran into oncoming
traffic..."

"Not again"; I said as I leaned on to Chris. Chris put his arm around me
and held me tight.

"...we spoke to one of the witnesses at the scene of today's incident..."

"It was so weird. We were standing here and he decided to do some kind of
trick with his car. I told him not to do it and tried to remind him of
Tara, but he just said that she made him unhappy and he didn't care. He
just didn't seem to care at all about anything."

"There's that word again"; Noah commented. "Unhappy. I don't get it. What
is going on?"

"How fucking creepy and weird is that"; Chris said. "First Tara and now,
Aaron?"

I suddenly had a thought. I stood up and started to head towards the
stairs.

"What's going on"; Chris asked.

"I have a bad feeling about this. It's just a little too coincidental. I'm
going to check the Book of Shadows."

Noah and Chris stood up and followed behind me to the attic.

"What exactly are you looking for"; Noah said as he folowed me into the
attic, followed by Chris. "What makes you think this is something demonic?"

"Think about it"; I said. "Wyatt and Aaron have had similar attitudes in
the past 24 hours that seemingly came out of nowhere. Wyatt started acting
weird after that weird guy touched him after lunch and something makes me
think that the same weird man has something to do with Aaron's attitude as
well." I opened up the book and searched through it.

"I think you're looking for something where there's just guys being guys";
Noah replied as he walked behind me, followed by Chris.

"I think and severly hope you're wrong, if only for Wyatt's sake"; I
replied as I found something that I didn't even know I was looking
for. "Noah, does this guy look familiar?" He looked at the book and nodded.

"That's the guy that touched Wyatt at lunch."

"The Inhibitionist"; Chris read, "one touch from this demon relieves a
person's unhappiness by allowing them to lose their inhibitions."

"That would explain Wyatt"; Noah said. "But, what about Aaron?"

"Aaron was a pretty timid guy before this"; I said. "He usually was just
kind of Tara's lap dog and was happy doing whatever she wanted."

"And now"; Noah finished, "he's in the hospital after trying to be a "rebel
without a cause."

"OK, obviously, we need to get rid of this demon"; Chris said. "Should I
call our parents?"

"No"; Noah replied. "We can do this ourselves, but...we're going to need
Wyatt."

"Oh, this is going to be a field day"; I said. "Who's going to go to his
room and get him?"

"No one"; Noah replied. He snapped his fingers and suddenly, Wyatt appeared
on the couch behind us, with his headphones on his ears, connected to
nothing.

"What the fuck are you doing"; he asked angrily as he stood up.

"I thought our powers couldn't be used on each other"; I asked.

"They can't be used to hurt each other"; Chris said. "He wasn't using his
powers to cause injury; therefore, here he is."

"And I'm not staying"; Wyatt said as he prepared to walk away.

"Wyatt, wait up"; Noah said as he grabbed his arm. "There's a problem."

"Yeah, there is"; Wyatt responded. "I'm still standing here." He pushed
Noah away and I walked up to him and looked him directly in the eye.

"Look, Wyatt. Right now, I have no better idea than to knock the shit out
of you. You've been treating us like crap for most of the day and on top of
that, you made Chris feel really shitty."

"So, what's stopping you"; Wyatt asked, trying to egg me on.

"What's stopping me", I continued, "is that it's not you really acting like
this. You're under a spell."

"A spell"; Wyatt said with a smirk. "Really? Because I never felt better
and more happy."

"He's right"; Chris replied as he came up behind me. "The man that touched
you earlier... he was a demon. It's all right there in the Book of
Shadows."

Wyatt glared at me as he walked passed until he reached the mantle where
the Book rested. He read from it silently before looking back towards us.

"So, the reason I'm acting like this is because of some demon"; he asked.

"More or less, that's right"; Noah responded.

"So, what's the bad side"; Wyatt asked. "I love living without
inhibitions. I do what I want to do."

"Because it's not all fun and games"; I answered. "There's a reason that we
all have inhibitions. Sometimes, they can get out of control."

"Well, fuck being in control all of the time. I hate being that
Wyatt... the one who sits back and watches the two of you all over each
other and gets NOTHING but hard-ons and yearnings for wanting something
similar. For once in my life, I'm not afraid of shit and I'm going to go
after everything and ANYTHING I want. I'm sorry, but there's no fucking
problem in that with me!"

Wyatt started to walk out of the attic.

"There is a fucking problem with that"; Chris yelled, tears gleaming in his
eyes. "Because of this, Aaron is now in the hospital! You want a bad side
in all of this? He might die! He was attacked by the same fucking demon and
now, because he was so unhappy; he crashed his car trying to impress some
ditzy cheerleaders. If we don't get this demon now or figure out how to
break this spell, there's no telling what will happen to you. I don't want
anything to happen..."

Wyatt looked at Chris as his tears started to fall.

"Chris..."; Wyatt uttered sadly; his voice filled with emotion, watching
his brother cry.

Suddenly, Wyatt's eyes and body shimmered a bright red color and just as
suddenly as they had changed, they changed back. Wyatt walked to Chris and
hugged him tightly.

"It's OK"; Wyatt whispered as he held his brother close. "Everything's
OK. I'm me again. I'm sorry."

Noah walked up to them. "Welcome back, Wyatt."

Wyatt separated from his brother's embrace and looked at Noah. "How did you
break the spell? What happened?"

"I didn't do anything"; Noah responded. "I guess a brother's love is
stronger than anything a demon can send out."

"OK, you guys"; I said as I watched the three of them. "Forgive me for the
reunion interruption, but there's still the matter of this demon. We have
to get rid of it before he attacks someone else."

"I guess we need the scrying tools"; Wyatt said as he walked towards me.

"Actually"; Noah said as he approached us, "no, you don't."

"What do you mean"; I asked as he stepped towards the Book of Shadows. "How
are we supposed to find this "Inhibitionist"?"  "I suggest you guys get
ready"; he said as he closed his eyes. "Got him in my mind and..."

He snapped his fingers and there in front of us appeared the demon known as
the Inhibitionist.

"Charmed Ones"; he said with a creepy smile. "I didn't expect to face you
so soon."

"I'm sure you weren't"; Noah replied as he stepped next to the three of
us. "I bet you also weren't expecting me."

"No, I wasn't"; he replied. "But, it still will be fun taking out another
witch."

"That's definitely not going to happen"; Wyatt said as he waved his arm and
sent the demon flying across the room.

"Time for a spell"; I said as I quickly walked towards the Book to find a
vanquishing spell.

Noah replied with a smile. "You really haven't figured this all out yet,
haven't you guys?" He walked in front of the three of us and said, without
looking back, "Consider this my gift to you three for being the new guy."

The demon stood up to face us and laughed. "Is that all you've got?"

Noah started to glow, becoming an almost blinding white light and when the
light faded, he had disappeared along with it.

"What did you do to him"; I yelled at the demon.

"I did no such...", he started to say, but before it could finish his
sentence, he stopped in his tracks. He started to smoke and scream.

"What are you doing to me? What are you doing... NO!"

I looked at Chris and Wyatt; standing still and watching the sight before
them as well. Obviously, they hadn't attacked the demon either and were in
as much shock as I was.

The Inhibitionist started to smoke all over and suddenly exploded into
bits. When the smoke cleared, there stood Noah with a smile.

"So am I part of the group now"; he asked as he dusted himself off. "Ew,
demon parts."

Oh, yeah. He was definitely one of us.


"How are you, my love"; Pascal said to Drage as they sat in the Underworld.

Drage sighed as Pascal entered the room. "I am well."

"What is with you lately"; Pascal said as he approached his lover. "For
some reason, you seem rather upset with me. Did I do something wrong?"
"No"; Drage responded. "You have done nothing wrong."

He held his lover's face and looked into his eyes. "There is something
wrong. I can see it when I look at you. Please tell me what it is."

Drage walked away and sat across from Pascal. "There is nothing wrong with
me and even if there was, I do not share everything with you."

Pascal walked to where Drage had sat and smiled. "You are correct. You do
not need to share everything that is wrong with you. I am sorry."

"So am I"; Drage replied.

Pascal looked deep into Drage's eyes.

"What is it"; Drage asked.

"You know, there really is something different with you. I just cannot
figure out what it is." Drage stood up and walked across the lair.

"I'm the same person I've always been"; Drage responded. "It is you that
has changed."

"I have not changed, either, my love"; Pascal answered. "Just because I am
now the Source does not mean that I am that different."

Drage looked the man he was slowly beginning to detest, although he still
had no reason why he had began to feel that way.

"You know, that's an interesting term you just used"; Pascal commented as
he walked towards his lover once more.

"What are you talking about now?"

"You said, "I'm the same person"; not "I'm the same demon"."

Drage realized his error. "You know what I meant, love. There is nothing
wrong or different with me. I am fine. Please drop the subject now."

"I guess you need some time alone"; Pascal said as he stood up. "If you
need me, you know where to find me." Pascal kissed Drage lightly on his
lips and then, shimmered away.

"You have changed"; Drage said out loud. "And apparently, so have I."

The only thing Drage didn't know is if he would be OK with this
change... and if it could be for the better.


"I was such a fucking jerk. I can't believe I acted that way towards you
guys"; Wyatt said as we all hung out in the room that night. Noah had gone
to his room to watch some TV, but not before magically changing Wyatt's bed
a king-size. Chris, Wyatt and I were all lying in Wyatt's new bed, trying
to help him feel better.

"It's OK, bro"; Chris responded. "That wasn't your fault."

"Yes, it kind of was"; Wyatt continued. "The demon set me free of my
inhibitions, but in the back of my mind, I had all of that stuff and anger
there. It wasn't all of his fault."

I laid my head on Wyatt's chest. "Look, Wyatt. We're all a bit at fault. We
weren't in the best of moods to begin with this morning. And maybe we've
been putting a lot on you when it comes to me and Chris' relationship."

"I don't mind that at all"; Wyatt said. "I like being you guys' confidante
and best friend. It's kind of cool and sweet at the same time."

"Oh, my God"; Chris said as he laid on Wyatt's chest next to me. "Did Wyatt
Halliwell just say "sweet"?"

"I believe we really are rubbing off on him"; I replied with a smile.

"Well, considering your positions right now"; Wyatt said back to us with a
lewd wink.

I looked at Chris and we both hit Wyatt at the same time upside his head.

"OK, OK, I was just joking"; he said with a giggle. "But, seriously, I
don't want to secretly have any kind of anger or animosity when it comes to
you two. You're not only my brothers, but you're my best friends as well."

"We thought Noah was your new best friend"; I said.

"Nope. He's cool and all, but he doesn't compare in the least to you two";
he replied back.

I looked at Chris and winked at him. He caught my drift and we both climbed
up and kissed him one at a time; first Chris and then me.

"What was that for"; he asked with a smile. "Not that it wasn't unwanted."

"Let's just say your apology is accepted"; I said with an equal smile on my
face.

"Without a doubt"; Chris added.

"Then, I feel a bit better"; he replied.

"Good"; Chris said as he crawled from his space and started to leave. I
stood up to join him.

"Where are you guys going"; Wyatt asked.

"We're going to Chris's room and crawling into his bed"; I answered.

"Can you guys just... never mind"; Wyatt said.

"What"; Chris asked. "What were you going to ask us?"

"Well... There's plenty of room in my new bed. I was kind of hoping... if
you guys would stay here for the night"; he answered with total
sincerity. Then, in total Wyatt fashion, he added, "I promise I won't try
anything other than some cuddling."

Chris and I looked at each other for a second.

"Well"; I said telepathically to Chris.

"It's up to you, my love"; he responded back. I thought about it for
another second and crawled back into my spot on Wyatt's bed. Chris followed
suit and crawled back into his spot as well. I laid back on Wyatt's chest
and Chris joined me.

"So, what happened with Aaron? Is he OK"; Wyatt asked.

"He's OK, thank God"; I responded. "A little worse for wear, but he'll be
fine."

"And what about him and Tara?"

"They're going to be OK too"; Chris said. "He wheeled himself into her room
with a dozen of roses, his letterman's jacket and a necklace, thanks to
some help from us and Noah. He made up something about being confused and
taking some time to realize what he wanted. She forgave him and decided to
work things out with him."

"That's good"; Wyatt responded. "So, all is right with the world."

"Seems like"; I said with a smile. "You know, this is kind of nice... us
cuddling and all."

"It is"; Chris said. "And I'm surprised Wyatt isn't going to try anything
with us."

"Well, after today"; Wyatt started, "this is just fine with me for now."

"Did something happen that we don't know about, bro"; Chris asked.

"Well"; Wyatt said, "I kind of..."

"Kind of what"; I said.

Wyatt glanced away as he said, "Kind of almost had sex with Caleb."

"You did what"; Chris and I both shouted out.

"Well, I have to apologize to him tomorrow. Long story, but, let's just say
it was definitely interesting."

"And how was it, honestly"; Chris asked.

"Yep. Tell us everything"; I added.

Wyatt groaned and laughed a bit. This was definitely going to be an
interesting night.



TBC...