Post by StoryGirl83 on Jul 15, 2009 21:01:37 GMT -5
Chapter Four – Broken Hearts and Painful Recoveries
Kali Nicolae sat at the foot of Wyatt’s hospital bed. She had been prattling on and on ever since she had arrived almost an hour before, but she never seemed to get to the point.
Wyatt just watched her, letting her talk. Somehow the migration patterns of birds seemed like a distress call when coming from Kali. The usual sparkle in her eyes was very much absent and Wyatt just didn’t know what to say or how to find out what was wrong. So he listened.
Kali sighed and looked down the hospital bed at him. “What do I do?”
Wyatt looked at her surprised. “Well, that depends. Do about what?”
Kali frowned and glanced at the ceiling. After a moment she looked at him, again. “I didn’t tell you, did I?”
“Don’t think so, Sweetheart.”
She heaved in a breath. “Gary and I broke up.”
“Oh.” He looked at her surprised. “Didn’t work out? How come?”
“What is it ever? Magic.” She sighed. “Except for a change it wasn’t my magic, but his.”
“I thought we took care of that,” Wyatt commented concerned. “Is he forming fireballs, again?”
Kali shook her head hard. “No, no. I’m not expressing this very well. You remember his sister, Arie?”
“The freaky calm preteen?” Wyatt grinned a bit. “Yeah, I remember her. Some sort of Cryokinetic like Janice, I believe.”
“Your cousin Janice?”
He nodded.
Kali considered this. “Why didn’t I get informed that another one of your cousins came into their power?”
“Um. . . I don’t know. How many of them do you know about?”
Kali gave him a suspicious look. “How many of them have come into their powers?”
“Ladybug, Cilly, Alanna, and Janice. Technically, though, only Cilly came into her powers. The rest of them had them from the moment magic returned.”
“So Hope and Hank haven’t.”
“And . . .” He frowned, thinking. Finally, he said, “Pat and Vicki lost their powers.”
“Who and who?” She glared at him. “What kind of secrets are you keeping from me, Wyatt Matthew Halliwell?”
“I’ve been busy,” Wyatt protested. “It hasn’t even been a month yet.”
“Well, who are they?”
“Aunt Prue’s.”
Kali looked at him in pure disbelief. “Your Aunt Prue is dead, Wyatt. Dead people don’t have kids.”
“My Aunt Prue was dead, Kal. That changed last month.”
Kali pulled the pillow out from behind Wyatt’s back, before he could react and started smacking him with it. “You do not forget to tell me when you get your dead aunt back. You do not do that, Wyatt.”
Wyatt threw his hands in front of his face and protested. “Injured guy here. Quit it.”
Kali glared at him, but she stopped.
Wyatt breathed a sigh of relief. “I guess I better mention Melinda, too, though I’m beginning to wonder if she wasn’t a mirage. I haven’t seen her since that day.”
Kali looked at him, curious. “Who’s Melinda?”
“My sister,” he informed her, sounding as if he was testing the word. “In fact if anyone asks, she’s my twin sister.”
“Your twin!” Kali looked at him startled.
He nodded. “More or less. We share the same birthday and the same parents. We just never shared the same womb.”
“I don’t think that qualifies you as twins.”
“It’s going to have to. We can’t explain where she really came from.”
“Which is?”
Wyatt shook his head. “I don’t know what these walls might hear.”
Kali laughed at him. “That’s a bit too suspicious. These walls don’t have listening devices.” She sat back on the end of the bed with a bounce.
“Hey!” Wyatt exclaimed, startled. “That hurts.”
Kali looked at him surprised. “What hurts?”
Wyatt’s eyes grew wide, but he didn’t say anything.
Kali got up off the bed. “Wyatt? What’s going on?”
“My legs,” Wyatt stuttered. “I . . . I . . . . I can feel them.”
Kali twirled around and looked down at the bed, then back at him, stunned. “You can? Just like that?”
“I don’t know,” Wyatt stared down at his legs. “I can’t move them, but I can feel them.”
An unfamiliar melody interrupted their conversation.
Wyatt frowned and looked around. “Do you hear that?”
Kali looked down at the cell on the nightstand by the window. “I think it’s your cell phone.”
“Not yours?”
She shook her head.
“But who is it?”
Kali shrugged and picked it up. “I guess if you want to know, you’ll have to answer it.”
Wyatt took the offered cell phone and flipped it open. “Hello?”