Charmed Again (Part 2/3)

Chapter 16

"That's not going to happen." Wyatt said arms folded.

"My Leige it's the only way to destroy him." Rowan pleaded.

"I'm with Wyatt on this, I don't feel like doing that either." I added.

"My queen-"

"Alright stop it with the my queen and Leige crap. I don't feel comfortable with going back in time to destroy Mordred. Why can't we just kill him here? Now? In the 21st century?" I asked flailing my arms about.

"Because if you come back you will be more powerful. My lei- Wyatt, is King Arthur so it is his realm." Rowan explained.

I didn't feel right about this. Time travel is dodgy. Like creepy, trench coat guy in an alley dodgy.

"We'll sort out the whole time travel thing another time. Lets get started on this vanquishing potion." Wyatt announced and took the list of ingredients off of Rowan.

Wyatt grabbed my hand and I suddenly felt light, as we orbed back to the manor.

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I stood in the hallway with Wyatt by my side. He let go of my hand and then went to go up the stairs. But before he could, everybody flooded out of nearly every room.

"Why were you at Magic School all night! Look at you! Your a tired mess!" Piper shouted running towards Wyatt.

She groped him as she examined his dark circles. He squirmed and pushed her off.

"I'm fine okay. I wanted to do research on Mordred." Wyatt answered with a frown.

"Well you're not doing anymore until you get some sleep." Piper ordered.

"What? mom?! No!" Wyatt protested in a loud voice.

"Wyatt Matthew Halliwell you are going to go to bed! Now! No buts!" Piper scolded at him.

He shut up and then gave me a helpless look. I just shrugged my shoulders, not knowing what to do. He huffed in defeat. Piper grabbed him and then walked him up the stairs to his room.

I stood in the hallway with everyone else, watching Wyatt go up the stairs. Then out of nowhere I heard something.

I can't believe this is happening to me...

The voice was low, like a mans. It sounded droopy and upset and utterly helpless. I suddenly realised that the voice was Wyatt's. I looked his way as went up the stairs and he was hunched over, with a depressed look on his face.

Was I able to hear his thoughts...?

Oh god this couldn't be good...

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I stood in front of a bowl with smoke coming out of it. I had a bunch of leaves in my hands and I was hesitating to put them in.

Oh well what's the worse that could happen..?

I dropped the leaves in and the bowl exploded. It flung me backwards and I landed in a bunch of boxes.

"Whew." I said propping myself up.

I was a little starstruck and my vision was a little blurry. I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. Then I saw Chris running towards me.

"Woah you okay?" He asked chuckling.

"Yeah I think so. But you have two heads." I said staring at him.

He helped me up to my feet and sat me down on an old couch. He walked over to the bowl and looked inside. He began to laugh.

"You don't mix dragons blood with wormwood." He chuckled.

"Yeah, kinda figured that out." I answered holding my hand to my head.

He came and sat down next to me, then examined my head.

"You'll live." He smiled.

He removed a piece of hair from face and tucked it behind my ear. I smiled back at him and then layed back on the sofa.

"This vanquishing spell is complicated. Mordred is one tuff son of a bitch." I told him.

"Not tuff enough against me and my family." He grinned.

I let out a laugh but then scrunched my face as my head pounded.

"Why don't you rest and I'll take care of this." He soothed.

"No." I protested. "I want to help. I don't want to be the stupid damsel in distress again. I can't. I won't."

"Okay tiger." He playfully joked and then gently punched my arm.

He held out his hand and I took it. I stood up next to him and got my balance. He looked at me to reassure that I was okay. I nodded with a smile. He leant down and then kissed me on the cheek.

"Lets get started on this potion."