Post by StoryGirl83 on Sept 30, 2008 23:13:21 GMT -5
Chapter Thirteen - Future Consequences? What's That?
Present Day - 2005
In present day, Piper and Paige were still downstairs in the conservatory. Piper sat at a table with the pen and paper she had gotten out of the desk. Paige stood a couple of feet away watching her. Piper’s pen stilled. “Shoot.” Slowly she looked up. “What rhymes with communicate?”
Paige looked up as if thinking, but when she looked back at Piper she asked, “Are you sure this is a good idea?”
Piper had no doubts. Tilting her head she looked at Paige, “Of course I'm sure.”
Paige sighed and gave Piper a worried look. “But what about the whole personal gain thing?”
Piper almost rolled her eyes as she said, “Wyatt created a demon who kidnapped him and a dragon that nearly destroyed the city. I'm not real worried about personal gain.”
Paige sighed. “I know. I guess just 'cause I'm whitelighter now, have to think of these things, right?
Paige watched Piper as her sister continued her explanation. “Besides, we're casting it on ourselves so we can try to understand what he's not telling us. So if I switch this and I leave that ... okay.”
Without missing a beat Piper read the spell she had written.
“Help this mother understand
The thoughts inside her little man.
Though his mouth be quiet,
Let us hear his inner Wyatt.”
The thoughts inside her little man.
Though his mouth be quiet,
Let us hear his inner Wyatt.”
Paige was the first to notice the sound of orbing. She looked up. As white orb lights swirled around Piper followed her sister’s eyes. As they watched the lights grew brighter and then disappeared leaving behind a young man standing in the conservatory in front of them.
Paige’s shoulders jumped in surprise as Piper just starred confused. The young man looked around trying to figure out what just happened before his eyes settled on Piper. Confusion lit in his eyes, a word that was more a question escaped his lips. “Mom?”
Piper’s eyes grew large as she realized he was talking to her.
Undeterred Wyatt looked at his mother. “It’s me . . . Wyatt?”
Piper’s jaw dropped. Paige, too, starred at him in stunned silence. Wyatt, so very unlike his secretive younger brother, just smiled back at them. Piper looked over at her sister, mouth still very wide and then back at her adult son. This was not at all what she had meant by the spell.