Friday, February 9, 2018

Someone is Watching (Charmed)

Sapphire stopped and looked over her shoulder, confusion on her face as she looked around. Nobody stood out as an obvious stalker, but the twenty year old witch was not going to chance it. She pulled out her phone and called a familiar number, as it started ringing Saph made her way towards the library.

“Sapphire,” Wyatt answered as she sat on the steps outside the building.

“Wyatt, will you come get me?” she quietly asked as she looked around. Her wariness was getting to her, as the unease filled her chest.

“Yeah, Chris and I are a few minutes away. Where do you want to meet?”

“I’m at the library, right now,” she replied as she hugged her bag closer to her chest.

“You’ll be okay, just keep talking to me until we get there. You sound spooked, and I’m not going to leave you on your own. You’re going to be okay, Sapphire, I promise.”

Her bright blue eyes peeked around her, she kept scanning the crowd to see anything. Nothing stuck out, but she knew the person could be invisible or even camouflaged in disguise.

“I keep feeling like someone is following or watching me. But whenever I look no one’s there,” she whispered into the phone.

“Don’t worry, Saph, I just parked the car. We’ll be there soon,” Chris vowed as he spoke up for the first time.

“Thank you,” she sighed out loud. Her eyes flickered around her the environment that surrounded her. Bright blue eyes looked for two familiar faces, one of whom was her Whitelighter.

“Do you want us to run?” Wyatt asked in a playful tone.

No, but hurry, please,” she said as she searched for the two Halliwell sons.

“We’re almost there, Sapphire,” Wyatt reassured her with a warm tone in his voice.

A few seconds later, the witch saw Wyatt and Chris. She hung up her phone and grabbed her bag. Before, she ran down the stairs, at the last three she jumped. Impulsively, Sapphire threw herself into Wyatt’s arms. She felt safe in his arms as if nothing could touch her.

The honey brown haired male caught his charge and hugged her tightly to his chest. The Whitelighter held her, he gently rubbed his hand up and down her back. He looked over her shoulder and met Chris’ worried stare.

Sapphire was not one to scare easily. If something like this was causing her to panic, there had to be something. Something they weren’t seeing. It was one of those moments, where Wyatt wanted to ask his mom if she knew something or had any ideas.

“Come on, let’s get you back to the manor,” Wyatt suggested as he pulled away to get a better look at Sapphire. Her eyes filled with unshed tears, he wrapped an arm around her shoulder and led her back to the car.

Chris stood on her left, he grabbed her left hand between his and gave it a quick squeeze.

“You’ll be alright, Saph,” We’ll help you with this, Mom said something about cherry fudge brownies this morning, when I called earlier,” he commented as he looked down at his brother’s charge and baby sister’s best friend.

Sapphire perked up at the mention of chocolate brownies. When she had first enjoyed said brownies, she became hooked. Piper Halliwell and her mom always baked a batch for her, on those rough days. Piper had become a second mother to her in the four years, that they’ve known each other. Paige and Phoebe, often joke that Saph was adoped into the family. In some ways it seemed true. During holidays, Sapphire and her parents were invited to spend it at at the manor.

She’s grew close with all of the Halliwell family members, including Penny, Prue, Grams, and Victor. The twenty year old had become a family member, one that the Halliwell’s would always help. Her own parents, despite being divorced were close with the Halliwell family.

Together, Chris and Wyatt guided Sapphire back to their car. She felt safer with the two brothers by her side. When they reached the car that belonged to Wyatt, Chris climbed into the drivers seat. While, Wyatt joined in Sapphire in the back as they made their way back to the Manor. Sapphire rested her head against Wyatt’s shoulder.


-fin

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