A/N: This has been sitting on my computer, for quite literally, years. I started writing this back during season 6 airing for me in Australia, and then shortly after started also as well writing my Trinity stories (the first one which is also a work in progress on here). But over the years, I got more invested in writing other fanfiction, mainly for Glee; and the other series that I loved to write fell by the wayside in terms of my passion for them.
However that has since returned, after rewatching Charmed, and I have found myself wanting to put these stories out there.

So this takes place during season 6, and sees more as to what was really going on in the future where Wyatt, was evil and had turned San Francisco into a place that was how we saw it in the episode Criss-Crossed. It takes place after that episode, and I am then going to be taking liberties in placing Melinda; into all episodes that therefore happened after this one.

Hope you all enjoy this, and you know what to do at the end; leave a review if you like it, or drop a follow or fave so you know when more chapters are put up.
Thanks for reading and I will catch you all on the flip side soon.
Love,
KJ xoxoxoxoxoxoxo

In the year, 2025. 19 year old Melinda Prudence Halliwell was standing on what was left of the Golden Gate Bridge in her home town of San Francisco. She knew how dangerous it was for her to be out in the open, when he could easily sense her, but she had gone past being frightened of him. Now all she wanted was him gone, dead, or if it was at all possible, back to being the big brother who at one stage use to protect from the demons and the bad stuff, and not be the one causing it all.

Melinda closed her eyes, and tried to focus her mind on the one person who knew what it was like to have an older brother who was so hell bent on killing everyone close to them, her other older brother Chris.

He had gone to the past six months ago, and Melinda had no idea if he was safe or not. She took a deep breath and tried to use her white lighter sensing powers, and then her witch connection with Chris, but she came up with nothing, and reopened her eyes, and looked over San Francisco.

The once beautiful city, now lay in ruins, the bridge which she was standing on, was hanging in pieces, the parks were all destroyed and the city as a whole was scared; scared of Wyatt Matthew Halliwell. The first born of the Charmed ones. The so called twice blessed of the line, the holy grail of witches, the most powerful witch ever to walk this earth.

Tears started running down her face, and she heard the familiar sound of orbing behind her and not even bothering to turn around, Melinda knew instantly who it was. "Wyatt"

"Sister, I was wondering where you were" said Wyatt, as Melinda turned and looked at him. "Where's Chris?"

"Why would I know where Chris is" replied Melinda, crossing her arms across her chest and hoping to all that was still left good in the world, that he'd not be able to tap into her mind.

"Because we both know the connection that you two share" said Wyatt, with a smile to her. "So come on tell me"

"Go to hell Wy, I'm not telling you anything" said Melinda, as Wyatt grabbed her arm; causing her to scream out in pain. "Oww"

"It's Lord Wyatt, Lord Wyatt" yelled Wyatt, looking to his little baby sister with a look of pure evil.

"Yeah, well Lord Wyatt, can kiss my orbs" said Melinda, and went to orb away, but found that she couldn't and looked to her older brother, terrified. "What did you do to me?"

"Nothing, my power is just greater than yours and soon you're going to realize it" said Wyatt, and orbed himself and Melinda away from the bridge.

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Orbing back to the manor's attic with Melinda, or as it was now known the Halliwell Memorial Museum, a shrine that Wyatt kept to his family; or so he wanted people to believe. Melinda looked to her older brother, and around the attic that she had once called home and with him had many wonderful memories of growing up.

"What do you want with me Wyatt?" asked Melinda, her eyes brimming with tears.

"Sit" said Wyatt, materializing a chair into the attic, and pushing Melinda on to it, and she just looked at him, as he also with rope he summoned as well; telekinetically tied her to the chair. "Now Minnie, tell me, where is Chris"

"Don't call me that, you have no right to call me that" said Melinda, shaking her head and looking down as she felt more tears coming; at hearing the nickname that Piper had given her as a little girl, and something to this day those of her family that were left would still call her.

"Chris calls you that all the time" said Wyatt, and Melinda looked up to him with a laugh.

"Yeah well him I like" said Melinda, and Wyatt started to telekinetically choke his younger sister. "Wyatt, please don't" she asked, as she struggled to breathe; the oldest Halliwell then stopping the choke hold on her.

"Where is Chris?" asked Wyatt, once again as his lowered his fist and crossed his arms in front of his chest and looking to her.

"I don't know, I don't know" said Melinda, shaking her head. "I haven't heard from him in like six months"

"That's a lie, and I know you do know" said Wyatt, as Melinda looked at him. "You know that he is in the past, and you know the spell he used to get there"

"The past" feigned Melinda, and Wyatt looked to her. "He just told me he had to go, and I don't honestly know where that is" said Melinda, as Wyatt raised his fist again and gave his little sister a smile.

"He came back here you know, last week" said Wyatt.

"What?" asked Melinda, looking to him, shocked by the statement.

"Oh, didn't he look for poor little Minnie, and make sure that she was okay?" asked Wyatt, with a chuckle, as Melinda looked away from him. "Guess we know now what he really thinks of you. Stupid worthless little sister, who only ever got in the way"

"Chris is a lot smarter then you, and knew that if he looked for me, it would only alert you to where I was" said Melinda, as Wyatt choked her again.

"I beg your pardon?" asked Wyatt, as Melinda gasped as she struggled to get her breath.

"Wyatt, please. You don't want to kill me. I know you don't" said Melinda and Wyatt stopped the choke hold on her.

"You're right, I don't. So you are going to go and get Chris and bring him back here" said Wyatt, as Melinda shook her head, and Wyatt went to choke her again. "Bianca failed and died, because of her stupidity, but you're not that naïve, and Chris will listen to you"

"Bianca is dead, you killed Chris's fiancée" said Melinda, looking at the man who was supposed to be her brother; but who she knew now really had become a cold hearted killer and seemed to not have any care in the world.

"Actually, it's Chris's fault that she is dead, but not let's get into the details" said Wyatt, and Melinda just looked at him; knowing how devastated Chris must now be to know that another of the people he loved, had been killed and taken from him. "Now, how about you recite the spell, and open the portal to the past".

"Why don't you" replied Melinda, sarcastically, as Wyatt once again chocked her. "Wyatt" she said gasping for breathe and looking to him, as he let go somewhat of the hold but not completely. "Christopher took the spell out of the book, and I do not know it. But I know you do" said Wyatt, as he continued choking her.

"No, I don't" replied Melinda, as she gasped for air, trying to figure out how she would get out of her predicament now, and wonder too if she soon would also be dead along with so many others; and not ever have a chance to see Chris again.

"Of course you do" said Wyatt, stopping the choke and telekinetically flinging her and the chair into the wall of the attic; which resulted in the chair breaking and Melinda able to get up and stand.

"Don't make me hurt you Minnie" said Wyatt, as she looked to her older brother, and also noticing as well that her arm was bleeding from a cut. "But the longer you make me wait, the more painful it will be for you" said Wyatt.

"A time for everything, and to everything it's place" said Melinda, taking a deep breath. "Return what has been moved through time and space" she recited, hoping that the triquetra on the wall would not open a portal to the past, as Wyatt looked at the wall, only to see that it didn't create a portal.

"That didn't work" said Wyatt, looking at her and shaking his head. "Try another one"

"That's the only past spell I know" replied Melinda, with a small voice, and not looking up at him as she looked to the ground.

"Think harder Melinda, I know you know the one Chris used" said Wyatt, as he moved closer to her once more, and grabbed her by the arm again.

"But I don't" replied Melinda, shaking her head, as Wyatt slapped her across the face, and she grimaced in pain, from that and her arm.

"Well write one that will get us there" said Wyatt, and Melinda just looked at him; too scared now to even speak. "Chris is coming back here whether he likes it or not" he continued, as Melinda nodded and Wyatt let go of his grip on her arm. "I'm going to go and get some my men, to come back with us, and when I get back I expect to go immediately"

"Yes Lord Wyatt" replied Melinda, bowing to him, ever so slightly as Wyatt gave a nod, replying. "Good" before he orbed out of the attic.

Taking a deep breath and walking over to the wall with the triquetra, and placing her hand on it; Melinda whispered "Hear these words, hear the rhyme, heed the hope within in my mind. Send me back to where I'll find, what I wish in place and time"

The triquetra glowing then briefly for a second, and Melinda then stepping through the wall and disappearing into the past.

End Note: What are people thoughts on this?! As I said in the top note, this has been sitting on my computer now for 15 years - and actually it was on my computer before I have the computer I have now, but I transferred all my old stories over to the new one, as they do bring me such comfort to write.

Anyway, drop me a review if you like it, a fave or a follow - and also as well any ideas on what you think might jut happen as well with Melinda in the past, and how she and Chris are both going to be able to keep up the charade of not being Halliwell's.

Until next time,

Love always,
KJ xoxoxoxoxoxoxo