All rights to the Halliwells and Charmed go to The Wb and Aaron Spelling. This is a spin-off of his creation, of which we're all thankful for. please do not plagiarize or anything. LOVE YA
Chapter 21: Signal Fire
Wyatt walked into the ER, getting a page from inside that he had to go quickly. he ran to his post and looked up to his friend, Carter.
"What's going on?" Wyatt asked.
Carter looked up from the spreadsheet and frowned, " There was a bus crash. Around twenty five people in there, most of them in critical condition." he explained.
"You're kidding...Long night? Where are the sexy interns?" Wyatt asked.
"I don't know, but the rest of the interns are all on the floor." Carter said, " Where we should be." he finished, walking with Wyatt down the crowded ER hallway.
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Chris walked around the bar, cleaning things up so that he could open. He had walked around the whole club sixty five times and still he was trying to come up with a reasonable excuse as to why he had done he did. He didn't want to break up with Bianca, but a part of him didn't see a future with her, not with Drake around...not that Drake had been around.
Chris looked up and noticed Crystal and Jordan, his employees, " Hey guys, um, is everything alright?" he asked.
"Yes." Crystal said, " The club is ready to be opened, all we need is customers, not mop and glow."
"They'll be dragging themselves in, and out of here." Jordan smirked, " So, how're you? I mean, dumping your fiancee the day of the wedding...that's surprising."
Chris threw him a dangerous look.
"It's almost been two months, you should be able to talk about it now." Crystal said lightly.
"She's right." Jordan smiled, " Keeping shit like that in can seriously mess you up, bro."
"I'm alright. Just confused." Chris said, " Now, go and get some rest, I have a feeling I'm going to need you tonight."
Crystal and Jordan smiled and left from the club, leaving Chris by himself.
"Chris." a voice said, " Chris Halliwell?"
"Yes." Chris said, looking at a woman no older than thirty, " Can I help you?"
"Yes, I hope so." the woman said, " I'm Charlotte and I need help. Charmed help."
"Charm...ed, help...OH!" Chris smiled, " What type of demon?"
"Sand demon." she said, pointing behind Chris, " Watch out!"
Chris turned to see a demon standing behind him! Chris sent the demon flying into the wall and the demon
turned into sand and slid along the floor. Chris grabbed Charlotte and orbed out of P3.
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I walked into Jackman, Carter and McClaine and asked to speak with Tristan. The woman said it was okay if I waited in the office and I did. I noticed that there were pictures. Pictures of me and him and I smiled. He did still love me. His love didn't just leave and maybe we had a chance at this. The past month and a half was really scary. I had been away from all this so long that I'd forgotten how it felt to live this life. To feel this pain so often and to be so vulnerable. Sure I was a renowned advice columnist and upcoming singer, but I never stopped and looked at how that would fit with being a witch. How could I be a superstar and a witch? It would be hard. And how could I build a marriage with a moral who knew nothing about witches...or Charmed Ones, even. But he wasn't moral. He was a demon.
"Pahras?" Tristan said, walking into his office, " What are you doing here?"
"Well, I called...a lot and I didn't get an answer or a return to my calls, so I decided that I'd come and see about you." I smiled weakly.
Tristan wouldn't meet my eyes, " Yeah. Sorry, I just don't like being lied to, especially." he started.
"What?" I asked.
"Especially when you made me wait four years before you said you could trust me." Tristan said angrily.
"I know, and for that I'm sorry." I said slowly, " But I couldn't tell you without exposing others."
"But, would I have said anything?" Tristan asked, " I loved you."
I looked up at him, " Loved? So, you don't anymore?" I asked.
Tristan sighed and rolled his eyes, " I don't know. I just don't know if I trust you." he said.
"What do you mean?" I frowned.
"You could be a wicked witch." Tristan said.
"Only if you want me to be." I joked.
Tristan looked up at me, " Can you be serious?" he asked.
I turned from him, " I love you and I tried to protect you by keeping you away from that part of my life." I said.
"Maybe I didn't need protecting! Maybe I'm a grown up and maybe, just maybe I could protect you!" Tristan said loudly, " I love you, I do, but you never even tried to tell me about this."
"What do you want to know?" I asked.
He took a seat behind the desk, " Everything." he said.
"I, along with Chris and Wyatt, am Charmed. I fight evil..." I started, hopefully saving my relationship.
Wyatt and Carter walked out of the busy Operating Room and slumped down against the wall. Carter looked at Wyatt and chuckled.
"What?" Wyatt asked, looking over at Carter.
"You're drained, dude." Carter smirked, sitting up.
Wyatt sat up too, " I'm drained? Look at you/" he said.
They both chuckled.
"So, you seem different." Carter said, " More than usual."
Wyatt chuckled, " Ok, ok, let's lay off each other until I can get enough strength to comeback." he chuckled.
Carter smirked as one of the inters, Geni walked by and smirked at Wyatt, who seemed totally oblivious, " Gosh. How long has it been since you got some?" he asked.
"Why'd you ask that?" Wyatt asked, snapping out of his daze.
Carter pointed at Genuses, " She's been eyeing you all day and you haven't so much as winked at her." he smirked.
"I've been a little busy," Wyatt said, standing, " Saving lives."
"I was there." Carter said, " saving a few lives of my own. So, why are you in wonderland?" he asked, standing beside Wyatt.
"A friend came back in town...Wyatt started.
"The kind you fuc..."
"....The Kind." Wyatt interrupted, throwing him a dangerous stare, " The kind that I love."
"You love?" Carter asked, wide-eyed.
"...ed. Loved." Wyatt said, catching himself, " I guess...the problem is my friend moved on to my best friend." he said mournfully.
"What? Ok, let's go to the cafeteria and talk about it." Carter said, walking with Wyatt.
Chris bandaged Charlotte and turned back to the book.
"so, what did you say his name was?" Chris asked.
Charlotte looked around, then at Chris, " Sorry...it's just the whole 'Halliwell' Manor...The infamous Halliwell Manor. Oh, sorry. I think it is Saruhesh. Where are the others?" she asked.
Chris looked up from the book, " What others?" he asked.
"Well, the original Charmed Ones...and the other Charmed Ones...You are Charmed, right?" she asked, confused.
"Umm, no. Not anymore." Chris said slowly, looking at the book.
"What?! Then how are you gonna help me? You need the power of three to vanquish this demon!" she panicked.
"Ok...Chill, I promise you won't die or anything. We're gonna help." Chris smiled.
The doorbell rang.
"Who is...oh, crap!" Chris said, staring down and seeing Bianca standing impatiently down below.
"What is it? The demon?" Charlotte asked, looking down too.
"A demon and a door?" Chris asked, looking at her.
"Hey gu...who in the hell are you?" I asked, walking in.
"Wow, I see you've dressed to impress, huh?" Chris smiled.
I looked down at myself, my seriously nice, dark jeans with a slight spot and my brown t-shirt and blue, brown and white leather jacket, " Thanks. So, did you know that your...is she your ex?" I asked, joining them at the window.
"Oh my gosh!" Charlotte squealed.
I looked at her, then at Chris, " Who is she?" I asked.
"innocent." Chris smiled, looking at me, " How'd it go with Tristan?" he asked.
"Well, good news is that he talked to me, bad news, he doesn't trust me." I shrugged.
"And you're okay with that?" he asked.
"I'm hot. I can get whoever I want." I said, walking to the book, " so, what's with the innocent?" I asked.
"We need to save her." Chris said, walking to me.
"We? Where is Wyatt?" I asked.
"Not...well, him too, but I'm talking Power of Three." Chris said.
"No." I said, turning to face the girl, " No. ell no, I'm sorry, but no."
"What?" Chris asked.
"Not only do I have my own problems, but you have an angry ex." I said, nodding to the window, " And I'm very not into the whole saving the world thing."
"Thing? It's destiny." Chris said.
"Destiny? Nah, that's just what they say." I smirked.
"They?" Chris asked.
"I believe he speaks of us." Someone said behind us. We turned to see an old, Tall black man, a short blonde, white lady, a black lady, and a very old white guy, and they all wore white robes.
"Who are you?" I asked.
"Elders."Chris said slowly.
"Yes, we have come to discuss your destiny." The short, blonde lady said.
"My career?! Really, because..." I started.
"Your Charmed destiny." The black lady said quickly.
"Oh, not interested." I said, walking past them.
"You must." the old black guy said.
"Why? cause if I don't, the world will go to hell? If I don't do big magic, they won't know I'm here." I said.
"no, that's only if you're mortal, but in this case, it isn't so. Demons know you and they will stop at nothing to harm you." the tall white guy said.
"Really, cause I'm thinking it wouldn't affect me much." I said angrily.
"It affects us all!" the tall, white guy said.
I rolled my eyes.
"You might roll your eyes, but you are in danger." the blonde lady frowned.
"Look, I've been demon free for years now." I smiled.
"No, you haven't. what about New York." the blonde lady smirked.
"Who..." I asked.
"We watch from time to time." the black lady said.
"So, you know what's going on?" I asked.
"Yes, and if you don't embrace yourselves and each other, you may not survive." the tall black man said.
"That's not good." Wyatt said, walking in," What'd I miss?"
"Nothing, just us in danger again." I said impatiently.
"We understand how you feel, we see your pain, but do you think we could just let you suffer? Do you think we'd let that happen without knowing that you'd be happier in the end?" the blonde lady asked.
"Why is that always me? I mean, my parents are evil, my mom dies, my boyfriend turns out to be a demon, of whom I had to kill. I don't want to be Buffy, ok. I don't want to be sad anymore." I frowned.
"You won't be, but first you have to make sure you survive what's to come." the blonde lady smiled.
"What is coming?" Wyatt asked.
"The Forsaken." a voice behind us said. We all turned to see a lady that resembled the sister. There was
something familiar about her.
"Aunt Prue?" Wyatt asked.
I looked between them, " Prue...AS IN HALLIWELL?!" I gasped.
"Yes, but I can't stay for long...I just came to warn you, they are coming." Prue said.
"Who are they?" I asked.
"The Evil Power of Three." Prue answered, " You know them..."
"I do?" I asked.
"You all do." she smiled, then looked from Wyatt to Chris, " Piper's boys...tell my sisters I said hi. That and they should summon me sometimes." she smiled, " Blessed be."
"Blessed be." We all said.
"Now do you believe us?" one of the Elders asked us.
"Umm, guys..." Charlotte said, looking at the floor.
I looked down and saw the sand creeping up through the floor. I looked up in time to see the Elders orb away and the demon made itself up and Chris waved us over to the book!
"Read this!" he said through the sandstorm, " Grain by grain, we send to thee, grain by grain, we return to thee, send this demon back to hell, let this demon banish with this spell!"
We all chanted this and the demon burst into sand and disintegrated into ashes. Before we could move, there was a bright blue light above us, again, and we all looked at each, knowing full well that we were really back.