Post by Esmeralda on May 6, 2006 3:26:25 GMT -5
Wyatt rolled his eyes at Chris. “We didn’t make it worse,” he insisted. "We made things better! So quit worrying."
“I can't," and Chris' cheeks began to pale as he admitted, "What if we never get back at all? I'm sure wherever Aunt Paige went, she didn’t realize she no longer existed!" and again he shivered.
“Hey, they already did wipe us out once," Wyatt pointed out with a grin. "Did you feel anything?”
“Well, no," Chris had to admit. "But still..."
"Neither did I. Just keep in mind who gave us those plans! I've gotta admit, for once you had a pretty good idea, summoning the ghost of Melinda Warren to ask why our family could never hold onto love after the Elders turned Dad into one of them! Again! Mom always told us how they pulled that when I was young; we never dreamed they'd do it again! And here we thought we'd get to always have him around after they turned him into a whitelighter after he died, but nope!"
Chris nodded. "And that happened the same day that Bianca's parents tell her they don't want her dating a Charmed One's son and Aunt Phoebe announces that she's getting a divorce for the sixth time! There had to be something wrong!"
Wyatt also nodded. "And like I said, you had a good idea."
Chris grinned. "Say it again--I don't hear that enough."
Wyatt rolled his eyes. "OK, OK, it was a good idea., It was a great idea! But now trust your idea, will ya? Melinda Warren would not steer us wrong! She told us that this was the right moment in time to come back and write those spells in the Book. We did the right thing, Chris, really we did. And, look, already it's better--Aunt Phoebe will never have to moon about Cole Turner and compare every guy she meets to him again!"
“Yeah, I guess you’re right,” Chris sighed, feeling as always that he had no choice but to agree with his big brother. “I just hope we didn’t change anything.”
“Oh, no, we changed things,” Wyatt grinned. "We changed plenty." Chris’s jaw dropped as Wyatt paused to keep him in suspense. "Just you wait and see!"
Just then they heard their father's voice calling up the stairs. “Paige! Telephone! It’s Glen!"
Chris turned to Wyatt, his eyes large. "Glen? The reason Aunt Paige never got married? The guy she was always mooning over and making us sick when she kept going on and on about how wonderful he was and why it was such a shame he married that other girl?"
Wyatt nodded. "C'mon!" and grabbing his brother's hand, he orbed them to the stairway landing where they could watch without being seen.
Their mother and aunts were gathered around the phone, where Paige was excitedly talking. She hung up, then turned to her sisters, smiling happily, talking a million miles a minute. “Glen never married Jessie! He says he couldn't marry her because he knows that he loves me and that he's always loved me and he'll always love me, even if I'm a witch, because he's proud that I'm a Charmed One and do so much good, but for some reason he couldn't admit it before but now he can and now he wants to see me right now!”
Phoebe smiled. “Well, go, but I’d suggest changing your clothes first!”
Paige looked down to see that she was still dressed in her 17th century costume. She smiled at Phoebe. “Thanks, Sis!” and passing her hand in front of herself, her costume glamoured into one of her most sexiest outfits, her hair down and in beautiful dark curls, a pretty flower tucked behind her ear, looking her most beautiful. After posing for her sisters and making them laugh, she joyously orbed out.
Then Piper turned to where Leo stood, holding Little Chris with one arm, while holding Little Wyatt’s hand with the other. “Does that mean it worked?” he asked, the question Big Chris was still wondering.
Piper smiled lovingly as she walked over to him. She picked up Little Wyatt and hugged him tight, then hugged Leo and Little Chris, including them all in a family hug.
“You’ll never hear me complain about wanting a normal life again,” she swore. “I’m happy and proud that I’m a witch, and more than a witch--a Charmed One. The only normal life I’ll ever want is the life I have with you and our boys!”
Leo hugged her back just as tightly as he took her mouth in a deep kiss. Then he promised, “And I’ll never let the Elders separate us again, because the life I have with you and our boys is the only life I‘ve ever wanted, the only life I‘ll ever want!”
Piper's face totally glowed with love, but then that changed to detemination, as she hugged Wyatt and Chris again, still thinking about those poor babies in the alternate dimension, knowing she could never look at her precious sons again without remembering that guillotine. "And we're going to start using our powers to find and save innocents again. And we're going to find those ex-bosses of yours and talk them into giving your wings back. We could help innocents the most when you had those wings," and Leo's face lit up in a smile.
"No!" whispered Big Chris in fear. "They can't do that! If they talk the Elders into making Dad a whitelighter again, they'll end up making him an Elder again! We'd be right back where we started! Only a lot earlier! We'd never get to know Dad!"
Big Wyatt rolled his eyes. "Don't you have any faith in Melinda Warren? Keep watching!"
Even as Wyatt spoke, Sandra the Elder orbed in. "No need to do that, Piper," she told her. "We watched your and Phoebe's journey to the other dimension and are very pleased to have the Charmed Ones back on track." She waved her hand at Leo and a bright glow shone from his body, as for just a second, they could see his wings fluttering behind him. "Welcome back, Leo!" while Big Chris closed his eyes in fear.
Then Sandra turned to smile at Piper. "And you'll never have to worry about him becoming an Elder--we now know that being whitelighter to the Charmed Ones and their families is Leo's highest destiny--his only destiny!" and even as Piper and Leo tried to thank her, she orbed out.
"Thank you," Leo whispered to Piper. "Thank you for giving me back my wings, my life! I love you so much!" and taking her mouth again, still hugging their boys, he led them into the living room before closing the door.
Wyatt grabbed Chris' hand and then orbed them back to the attic. He high-fived his brother. "See? I told you it would work!"
Chris' face lit as it finally hit him. "Does that mean Dad will get to always be around for us now?”
Wyatt nodded, smiling. "And since he's a whitelighter, that means he can't die--he's already dead!"
Chris' face broke into its biggest, most beautiful, most radiant smile, making his whole face light up, absolutely loving the sounds of that. “Then what are we waiting for?” he grinned.
Wyatt grinned back. “My sentiments exactly. Our girls are waiting for us!”
Chris gave his brother the evil eye, thinking of all of Wyatt's many girlfriends. “Which one?” he wanted to know.
“Maybe breaking the Curse will help me decide,” Wyatt grinned. Chris just rolled his eyes at his brother.
Wyatt raised his hand towards the triquetra still on the walls, forcing open a portal, then dashed toward the portal. Before he stepped through, he realized that Chris wasn't behind him. So he turned to his brother, who was still standing, staring at the Book of Shadows. “You're not still scared, are you?” he asked.
“No, of course not,” Chris lied, as he continued to stare at the Book. “I just wonder if they will ever know it was us.”
“Nah, they think it was Bianca, remember? Besides babies can’t write,” and Wyatt grinned as he looked to the light of the portal, stepping through.
Chris walked behind him, closing his eyes as he stepped through. His heart beat faster as his fears that his brother just might be wrong this time intensified.
But as usual Wyatt wasn't wrong this time. Both boys disappeared through the portal, heading towards a future full of family and full of love.
Meanwhile Phoebe was still standing next to the phone. She looked at it, thinking about Paige and Glen, then turned to look at the living-room door, thinking about Piper and Leo. “I'm happy for them,” she muttered to herself. “I really am. But what about me?”
“I can't," and Chris' cheeks began to pale as he admitted, "What if we never get back at all? I'm sure wherever Aunt Paige went, she didn’t realize she no longer existed!" and again he shivered.
“Hey, they already did wipe us out once," Wyatt pointed out with a grin. "Did you feel anything?”
“Well, no," Chris had to admit. "But still..."
"Neither did I. Just keep in mind who gave us those plans! I've gotta admit, for once you had a pretty good idea, summoning the ghost of Melinda Warren to ask why our family could never hold onto love after the Elders turned Dad into one of them! Again! Mom always told us how they pulled that when I was young; we never dreamed they'd do it again! And here we thought we'd get to always have him around after they turned him into a whitelighter after he died, but nope!"
Chris nodded. "And that happened the same day that Bianca's parents tell her they don't want her dating a Charmed One's son and Aunt Phoebe announces that she's getting a divorce for the sixth time! There had to be something wrong!"
Wyatt also nodded. "And like I said, you had a good idea."
Chris grinned. "Say it again--I don't hear that enough."
Wyatt rolled his eyes. "OK, OK, it was a good idea., It was a great idea! But now trust your idea, will ya? Melinda Warren would not steer us wrong! She told us that this was the right moment in time to come back and write those spells in the Book. We did the right thing, Chris, really we did. And, look, already it's better--Aunt Phoebe will never have to moon about Cole Turner and compare every guy she meets to him again!"
“Yeah, I guess you’re right,” Chris sighed, feeling as always that he had no choice but to agree with his big brother. “I just hope we didn’t change anything.”
“Oh, no, we changed things,” Wyatt grinned. "We changed plenty." Chris’s jaw dropped as Wyatt paused to keep him in suspense. "Just you wait and see!"
Just then they heard their father's voice calling up the stairs. “Paige! Telephone! It’s Glen!"
Chris turned to Wyatt, his eyes large. "Glen? The reason Aunt Paige never got married? The guy she was always mooning over and making us sick when she kept going on and on about how wonderful he was and why it was such a shame he married that other girl?"
Wyatt nodded. "C'mon!" and grabbing his brother's hand, he orbed them to the stairway landing where they could watch without being seen.
Their mother and aunts were gathered around the phone, where Paige was excitedly talking. She hung up, then turned to her sisters, smiling happily, talking a million miles a minute. “Glen never married Jessie! He says he couldn't marry her because he knows that he loves me and that he's always loved me and he'll always love me, even if I'm a witch, because he's proud that I'm a Charmed One and do so much good, but for some reason he couldn't admit it before but now he can and now he wants to see me right now!”
Phoebe smiled. “Well, go, but I’d suggest changing your clothes first!”
Paige looked down to see that she was still dressed in her 17th century costume. She smiled at Phoebe. “Thanks, Sis!” and passing her hand in front of herself, her costume glamoured into one of her most sexiest outfits, her hair down and in beautiful dark curls, a pretty flower tucked behind her ear, looking her most beautiful. After posing for her sisters and making them laugh, she joyously orbed out.
Then Piper turned to where Leo stood, holding Little Chris with one arm, while holding Little Wyatt’s hand with the other. “Does that mean it worked?” he asked, the question Big Chris was still wondering.
Piper smiled lovingly as she walked over to him. She picked up Little Wyatt and hugged him tight, then hugged Leo and Little Chris, including them all in a family hug.
“You’ll never hear me complain about wanting a normal life again,” she swore. “I’m happy and proud that I’m a witch, and more than a witch--a Charmed One. The only normal life I’ll ever want is the life I have with you and our boys!”
Leo hugged her back just as tightly as he took her mouth in a deep kiss. Then he promised, “And I’ll never let the Elders separate us again, because the life I have with you and our boys is the only life I‘ve ever wanted, the only life I‘ll ever want!”
Piper's face totally glowed with love, but then that changed to detemination, as she hugged Wyatt and Chris again, still thinking about those poor babies in the alternate dimension, knowing she could never look at her precious sons again without remembering that guillotine. "And we're going to start using our powers to find and save innocents again. And we're going to find those ex-bosses of yours and talk them into giving your wings back. We could help innocents the most when you had those wings," and Leo's face lit up in a smile.
"No!" whispered Big Chris in fear. "They can't do that! If they talk the Elders into making Dad a whitelighter again, they'll end up making him an Elder again! We'd be right back where we started! Only a lot earlier! We'd never get to know Dad!"
Big Wyatt rolled his eyes. "Don't you have any faith in Melinda Warren? Keep watching!"
Even as Wyatt spoke, Sandra the Elder orbed in. "No need to do that, Piper," she told her. "We watched your and Phoebe's journey to the other dimension and are very pleased to have the Charmed Ones back on track." She waved her hand at Leo and a bright glow shone from his body, as for just a second, they could see his wings fluttering behind him. "Welcome back, Leo!" while Big Chris closed his eyes in fear.
Then Sandra turned to smile at Piper. "And you'll never have to worry about him becoming an Elder--we now know that being whitelighter to the Charmed Ones and their families is Leo's highest destiny--his only destiny!" and even as Piper and Leo tried to thank her, she orbed out.
"Thank you," Leo whispered to Piper. "Thank you for giving me back my wings, my life! I love you so much!" and taking her mouth again, still hugging their boys, he led them into the living room before closing the door.
Wyatt grabbed Chris' hand and then orbed them back to the attic. He high-fived his brother. "See? I told you it would work!"
Chris' face lit as it finally hit him. "Does that mean Dad will get to always be around for us now?”
Wyatt nodded, smiling. "And since he's a whitelighter, that means he can't die--he's already dead!"
Chris' face broke into its biggest, most beautiful, most radiant smile, making his whole face light up, absolutely loving the sounds of that. “Then what are we waiting for?” he grinned.
Wyatt grinned back. “My sentiments exactly. Our girls are waiting for us!”
Chris gave his brother the evil eye, thinking of all of Wyatt's many girlfriends. “Which one?” he wanted to know.
“Maybe breaking the Curse will help me decide,” Wyatt grinned. Chris just rolled his eyes at his brother.
Wyatt raised his hand towards the triquetra still on the walls, forcing open a portal, then dashed toward the portal. Before he stepped through, he realized that Chris wasn't behind him. So he turned to his brother, who was still standing, staring at the Book of Shadows. “You're not still scared, are you?” he asked.
“No, of course not,” Chris lied, as he continued to stare at the Book. “I just wonder if they will ever know it was us.”
“Nah, they think it was Bianca, remember? Besides babies can’t write,” and Wyatt grinned as he looked to the light of the portal, stepping through.
Chris walked behind him, closing his eyes as he stepped through. His heart beat faster as his fears that his brother just might be wrong this time intensified.
But as usual Wyatt wasn't wrong this time. Both boys disappeared through the portal, heading towards a future full of family and full of love.
Meanwhile Phoebe was still standing next to the phone. She looked at it, thinking about Paige and Glen, then turned to look at the living-room door, thinking about Piper and Leo. “I'm happy for them,” she muttered to herself. “I really am. But what about me?”