Post by StoryGirl83 on Mar 11, 2009 9:49:07 GMT -5
Chapter Forty-Six - Hugs and Kisses
Sometime later Phoebe kneeled next to a table playing with little Wyatt and his trucks. Baby Chris was asleep upstairs in the room he shared with his brother. Adult Wyatt was standing next to his dad, amused as he watched Piper pace the floor. “Please tell me Paige is more punctual in the future.”
When she turned around to look at her son, there was almost laughter in his voice as he responded, “Thought you didn’t want any knowledge of the future?”
“Well, a little wouldn’t hurt,” Piper argued.
Leo gave her a warning look. “Piper.” He smiled, showing he was amused at her more than anything else.
“What?” She asked, her voice revealing a slight bit annoyance as she added. “It’s not gonna change anything, aside from my being constantly irritated.” She tossed her head a little as some of her hair got in her face.
It was with semi-perfect timing that orbs then filled the air and Paige appeared next to Wyatt. “Aroha mai,” she told them with a slight bow. “That’s sorry in Maori.” She bent backward and looked at Wyatt before asking. “Do I ever get the hang of this in the future?” When his only response was to chuckle she gave him an annoyed look as she straightened up. “What? What’s so funny?”
“Nothing,” he told her, trying to stop chuckling. “It’s just,” he hesitated deciding if he should really say that before continuing, “who do you think teaches me to be a whitelighter?” Is still teaching me about being a whitelighter, he added mentally.
Paige looked at him surprised and turned her look to Piper. “Me?” Piper smiled back at her pride on her face for both her sister and her son. Seeing this, Paige turned back to Wyatt a smug and proud look on her face, satisfied.
Wyatt shrugged his shoulders and reluctantly said, “Well, I guess I better get going.”
Phoebe looked up from where she now sat on the table.
“Not that is matters with time travel and all, but,” he added quickly as he looked at his dad, “just to be safe.” Then he looked at Paige. “Aunt Paige?” He held open his arms for her to step into. As she walked into his hug he leaned down, squeezed her tight and said, “Thanks for everything you’re about to do for me.”
“Oh, well, you’re welcome, I think.” The last was said with a slightly speculative look and a bit of uncertainty.
He let her go and turned to his dad. “Dad,” he said holding out his hand. “Thanks for not giving up on me.”
“You can count on it,” Leo told him, pulling him into a hug.
Letting go of Leo, he turned his attention to Phoebe. “Aunt Phoebe,” he began as she started to stand. “I think you should hold onto that imaginary friends paper of yours.”
“Why?” Phoebe asked, looked slightly confused.
“For my little cousin,” he told her straight faced before breaking into a grin. Wonder what Ladybug would think if she heard me call her that?
“Mm,” Phoebe made a contented sound as she reached up and hugged him.
“Bye,” Wyatt told her, smiling.
“Bye,” Phoebe whispered as she let him go.
He turned and walked slowly toward Piper. When he stopped in front of her he said, “Don’t worry about me so much, okay, Mom?”
“Sorry,” Piper told him, not looking the least sorry as she looked up at her son. “That’s the one thing that won’t change.”
He leaned down and gave her a kiss before gathering her in a hug. “I’ll see you.”
“See you,” Piper whispered back as she let him go.
He stepped away and turned to face them all as Piper holds up a paper with the spell that he had written.
Piper unfolded the paper and looked up at him before she began to read. “A son in the future, a son in the past, seeing anew what once has passed. Return him now to whence he came, right when he left, all now the same.”
As she spoke, Wyatt looked at the familiar faces, so much younger than what he knew and yet the same. He smiled at Phoebe as she waved her fingers in good-bye. When Piper finished speaking white orbs appeared surrounding him and swirled around him faster and brighter until they carried him away and he was gone.
“Bye,” little Wyatt called out as he saw his older self disappear.
Piper looked back at her little son, a bit surprised.
“Wyatt. Look,” he picked up his big, red fire truck. “Fire truck.”
Leo turned to look at him, smiling. Along with Piper he walked over to the table to see the truck his son was proudly showing off. Phoebe and Paige stayed where they were, smiling as they watched their nephew begin the process of coming out of his shell.