Author's Notes: So! Here is the sequel to my previous story, The Life and Times of Wyatt, Chris and Melinda. I usually don't post stories without having completely finished them, but I'm like, five chapters into the story and I got hit with this awful muse to write stuff for the Covenant, so I thought I would post what I had thus far just so that people didn't have to wait months and months to read this. I had a story a long time ago for the Covenant that was basically me trying to fix some of the horrid plot holes in that movie that I'm working with again, but anyways. Reading this story here really won't make any sense to you unless you've read the previous one, so you should definitely check that out first. ;) If you've read it already, woot! Welcome back to my fiction!
I can't really say much about this story without giving things away. Just know that the start of it (after this little prologue here) is around the end of July. You'll notice that, though, from the story. Mwaha! I hope you all enjoy it as much as you enjoyed the first one. Thank you all for such positive reviews; without them, I probably wouldn't have continued!
As always, these characters aren't mine. They belong to the WB (or the CW, or whatever it is now). I only wish I owned them!
"Wyatt…are you sure you want to do this? I mean, nobody's forcing you to move out. We know you have school to finish, and you just got that new job not too long ago. Do you really want to—" Piper stopped herself, her breath catching in her throat. "It's just that—"
"—No, Mom, I'm sure." Wyatt unfolded his arms and let out a chuckle. "The spell, it…well, you know. I'd been thinking about it for a while, and I just feel like this is the right time. Chris and Mel can handle themselves if a demon attacks…and you and dad are here…I've been saving up money, at least up until now. And it's better to spend it on an apartment than some random crap, right?"
Piper pursed her lips for a moment.
Leo cleared his throat. "It's okay, Piper. You saw the pamphlets. Wyatt chose a bunch of places right around here…not even twenty minutes away, unless traffic's really bad…"
"Yeah," Wyatt agreed, and with an energy to his voice that obviously was intended to lighten the mood.
"Still, I don't see why he needs to move out right now. He's my baby. He needs to stay here as long as possible."
Wyatt laughed. "Mom, I'm not your baby anymore. I'm your young man, remember? That's what you told me when I turned thirteen. Well," he laughed again, "that's what you cried about…"
Piper laughed despite herself and reached up to shove at Wyatt's shoulder. "Wyatt, that's not funny. Don't kick your mother while she's down."
Silence followed her words as the seriousness of the situation finally began taking its toll on everyone. Wyatt, who was standing near the little love seat in the conservatory, looked over at his parents and smiled a little. Piper reached forward and rubbed his arm while Leo wrapped one of his own arms around his wife's shoulders.
"If you're really serious about this…" Leo began.
"I am, Dad. Really serious. Will you come with me on Saturday to check out one of the places? I need a handyman's opinion." Wyatt grinned.
Leo snorted in amusement. "If you want me to, Wyatt, no problem."
Chris, who was standing in the doorway between the dining room and the kitchen, listened to the conversation of his brother and his parents, a sinking feeling welling up in the pit of his stomach. He hadn't believed Wyatt when he casually mentioned maybe moving out…still hadn't believed him when he showed him the pamphlets of some nearby apartment complexes. Wyatt wouldn't do that, Chris thought. He had free food and board right here at the manor, and he was at his strongest with his family, so there was no reason for him to leave the manor.
But there Wyatt was, hugging their crying mother and almost rocking her in his arms.
The sinking feeling turned into a sudden pain, and then everything faded to black.