"Wyatt! Duck!" A brown haired boy shouted, pulling a vial out of his pocket. He didn't have a chance to throw it before the energy ball was launched at the tall blond boy. 'Wyatt' ducked under the energy ball, watching as it hit the wall behind him.

"Hey! That wasn't very nice." He complained, flicking his hands at the demon. The demon dove out of the way, and the explosion hit a trash can instead. He scrambled to his feet and took off down the alley.

"Come on!" The first boy shouted, sprinting after it.

"Chris, you really are a bit neurotic, you know that?" Wyatt huffed, running after his little brother.

"Ya thanks Wy," Chris retorted sarcastically. He paused suddenly, seeing the dead end up ahead, and no demon in sight.

"What the h***?" He muttered, walking towards the wall.

"Well that's odd." Wyatt agreed, looking around. Suddenly, Chris lurched forward, as if an invisible force pushed him. He stumbled and fell with a cry straight through the wall.

"Chris!" he heard his brother shout before he hit the ground on the other side. Completely startled, he quickly got to his feet, even more stunned to see that he was in an ally exactly like the one he had just been in. The only difference was, it was brighter here, and the sun was warmer, pointing down from a different spot in the sky than where they had just been. He turned around to see Wyatt stumbling through the wall, looking shocked.

"Oh thank God, Chris! You're alright!" he exclaimed, relieved.

"Ya, I'm fine." Chris muttered, looking around.

"Where are we?" Wyatt asked a puzzled look on his face.

Chris shook his head, shrugging as well. "I'm not sure, but I don't like it. Let's go back."

Wyatt turned and walked straight at the wall, crashing into it and falling backwards.

"Owch!" I grunted. "Why didn't that work?"

Chris just chuckled. "That was great Wyatt. And obviously, someone closed it."

Wyatt opened his mouth to retort back when Chris held up a finger for silence. "Wait, I hear something." The two stood silently as they heard a few voices.

"Why does it always have to be allies? Do innocent ever learn?" A woman's voice complained. Wyatt's mouth dropped open and he looked at Chris, who was equally as stunned.

"Is that," he began.

"Aunt Phoebe?" Chris finished.

"I don't know Pheebs. Let's just get this done so I can get back to work." Another voice added. The boys both gasped at this voice, looking at each other.

"Aunt Prue?" Chris exclaimed, his eyes wide.

"But, she's dead!" Wyatt protested. They could hear them just around the corner.

"We got to hide." Chris said in a sharp whisper. He grabbed Wyatt and pulled them both to a spot behind a few metal trash cans.

"Dead end." Prue announced as she rounded the corner. "And no one here." She added, looking at the fairly young Phoebe who walked up next to her.

"Well, they should be here if it was correct. Or, they should be coming soon."

Prue sighed and shook her head. "You got the premonition from touching a bear at the store. Are you sure it was real?"

Phoebe nodded, walking up to touch the wall. "Solid. Odd. I swear it was two boys coming through this wall."

Chris and Wyatt both shared a look, thinking the same thing. They were most defiantly in the past, and Aunt Phoebe had seen them coming.

"Well, there isn't any demon either. You saw one follow them. I think it might have been off." Prue finally told her younger sister. "We should head back." Phoebe frowned but nodded. "Fine. But they've never been wrong before." She turned and walked past Prue and around the corner. Prue made to follow, but paused, hearing something. Wyatt had shifted slightly, and his foot slid into one of the trash cans, causing it to fall over with a loud clank.

"Who's there?" Prue asked, walking that way. She didn't notice the demon who shimmered in behind her.

"Watch out!" Chris shouted, standing up. He waved his hand and threw the demon into the wall they had come through. Wyatt stood up now as well, a shocked look on his face.

"What are you doing?" he hissed. Prue turned to look at the demon, stunned.

"Phoebe! Get over here!"

Chris looked at his brother, a panicked look on his face. "We got to get out of here." He took off running down the alley, rushing past a stunned Phoebe. Wyatt ran after him, and accidently brushed shoulder's with his Aunt. She gasped as she was pulled into a premonition.

"Hey little guy." Phoebe cooed, holding a small baby boy in her arms. She smiled, as he giggled some. Then, she handed the baby to a smiling Piper who took him in her arms. Looking up at a very proud Leo.

Phoebe rocked back some as she was pulled out of it.

"Pheebs! I need that potion!" she heard Prue shouting.

"I'm coming!" she shouted in response, glancing over her shoulder to see if she could see the boys, wondering who they were, and why her premonitions were so odd today…