Once the two families were here, we were explaining them what we knew. That neither family was attacking the other but a ghost, someone who had stuck up in a feud and didn't want to let go, forcing the two families to fight as enemies.

James Callaway seemed skeptical, "You think a ghost is trying to break the truce?"

"Uh, an angry relative maybe?" I suggested, actually feeling annoyed that they didn't seem to listen out "You know, someone who is still tethered to the feud, someone who can't or won't let go"

Paige frowned at us, "Why didn't you tell me about this?"

"No time, sorry" Piper apologized, shrugging

"This is ridiculous" Steve Montana scoffed, starting to walk away "It's just another one of their tricks"

Richard Montana stopped him, "No, it's not. I asked them to come, just let it play out, alright?"

Piper nodded at me. I started to lit up the candles. She turned to them, "By summoning this spirit, we bring them into our plane, so be careful not to break the circle until we've helped it move on. Or else we're gonna have some angry spirits running a muck" She looked at everyone "Everybody ready?" Phoebe twitched slightly, humming uncomfortably. I rolled my eyes seeing the Montana's and the Callaway's expressions. It was obvious she was broadcasting their skepticism "Phoebe?" 

"Oh, sorry, it's just there's... " Phoebe moved her hands around them, showing the skepticism she felt from them "everybody's like... oof"

I gave her a slight smile, gesturing at everyone to sit down. They did, mostly reluctantly and we all joined hands 

Piper turned to me, "Bree"

I took a deep breath, looking down at the spell I had written to summon this spirit, focusing my magic in it to work, "Unknown spirit we call to thee, those who wish to set you free, cross on over so we may help, come to use reveal yourself." I closed my eyes, feeling my magic stirring up, flowing through my veins as a gust of wind blew in the centre of our circle.

I opened my eyes seeing magical lights appear in the circle.

"Hold on" Piper warned

The magical lights formed into a woman. My guess, Olivia.

James widened his eyes, breathless and shocked "Olivia"

Olivia, the Ghost smiled at James "Hello, daddy. Miss me?" She turned to Richard, smile turning seductively. That actually made me gag. I could actually feel her love with a slight corrupted vibe within her. I didn't know what that meant exactly "Richard"

"I don't understand" James shook his head, looking at his daughter in disbelief "You attacked us. Why?"

Olivia looked at her father, "Because you didn't avenge my death, that's why"

Rosaline Montana spoke up, "But you were hit by one of your own"

Olivia scoffed, "Or so you were lead to think. But that's not exactly true" she turned to Steve "Is it, Steve?"

We all turned to him.

Steve actually looked guilty "It was an accident"

Craig Montana spoke up, "We were set up"

Rosaline tried to let go of James' hand but he held on tight.

Paige looked alarmed, "Okay, don't break the chain."

Olivia turned to Paige. "No, we wouldn't want that now, would we Paige?"

I glared at the ghost.

Phoebe seemed to be struggling with some emotions, "Okay, we have to move this along now because whoo"

Richard shook his head in disbelief, "This can't be right. That can't be you"

Olivia turned back to Richard "I was wrong about the feud, Richard" she said softly, "It can never end, I know that now. But that doesn't mean we can't still be together. Once I have my revenge" She said before disappearing. However, once she did, a big blast of wind knocked everyone backwards making us break the chain

James looked at Rosaline, upset and angry "Your son killed my daughter!"

Rosaline glared back, "And your daughter killed my husband"

James sighed "Come on"

Everyone left the room

Paige followed Richard, trying to stop him "Richard, don't go. Okay, next time I tell you to butt out, butt out"

~8~

I was cleaning up the attic after the seance, putting everything back on its place when Phoebe walked in 

"You're hurting and I don't know how to help you" She told me bluntly "You get better at times and then you're down again the next minute. Something happened to you and we don't know what and we're worried, Bree"

I didn't answer, "Olivia was suffering heart break, Phoebe. Did you feel it?"

Phoebe gave me a look for changing the subject but this time she let it go, "I felt anger. A lot"

"You want to be a good empath, you have to stop letting your powers get domain of you, Phoebe" I spoke harsher than I wanted to, turning to face her. "You have to be the one in control not them. You want to control them? Then don't read the superficial emotions. Olivia's anger was pretty obvious for even someone who's not an empath. You have to read even deeper to find out your control"

Phoebe frowned, "How come I can't feel anything from you, then? It's not difficult with Paige and Piper, their emotions wave from them but you.... I don't feel a thing, I did before. Why is that?" She looked hopeful and that made me feel even guiltier. The reason why I knew this Potion was because in my time she knew how to control her empathy. She knew how to use it and PJ and I were always on her sight with them. She always took precautions becuase she always thought that at some point our Cupid side would control our actions and she didn't want to be a grandmother that soon.

But this Phoebe, she didn't know how to control her empathy. She was still in her times when she was getting used to the magical part of her. I never thought I'd be around her when didn't have control. For me she always did, she was always in control which made me envious, and mom knew it.  Always tried to help me even if it annoyed me.

And that's when Jack came in. His family was always good at Potion making, he had it in his blood and was always creating new potions. It was one of his passive abilities that ran through the men in his family. He just needed to think on any potion he wanted to do and the ingredients came to him, any thing he wanted to add, another ingredient appeared or changed depending on what he wanted. He helped me create a Potion to block mom's abilities to work on me and PJ (She did like him and I was glad because PJ's opinion always mattered to me)

"I don't know Phoebe" I decided to be dishonest for the time being. If Chris could find the way to make the potion with those rare ingredients, then they would know. But meanwhile, I just had to play the innocent card.

Phoebe seemed frustated, sighing "Okay then. At least I have some peace with you"

I wore a little grin as Piper walked in. "Get up you two. We're going to Paige"

Phoebe and I looked taken back. She had a potion in her hands as she lowered the book back to its place.

I peeked at the page, looking confused "Banishing a ghost'? Piper why is this?"

"I thought we agreed on not helping Paige?" Good, at least I didn't seem to be the only one in the same page.

"No, we're not" Piper told us, "We're assisting"

"Oh, we're assisting" Phoebe looked sarcastic.

I sighed heavily seeing another argument from within the sisters.

In my time they didn't argue this much. It was weird.

"Okay. Okay. Time out" I stepped between them, seeming surprised myself. I had never broken out an agreement. This was Chris job. Ugh. "Then let's go and not waste time"

~8~

Wyatt stayed with Leo, I would have stayed but I didn't want to be orbed away again.

We were now pulling out just outside the street, Piper behind the wheel.

However, we got startled by the lights coming from one house and the sounds of explosions coming from inside

"Think she needs help now?" Phoebe asked, climbing out of the car.

Piper and I exchanged a look, following after her.

~8~

Inside the house, the two families were fighting against each other.

James threw an energy ball straight at Rosalie.

I immediately threw my hand up, creating a pink shield around her, protecting her against the attack. The energy ball hit my shield before rebooting against the wall.

Rosalie looked at me gratefully, sighing in relief

Richard looked angry at the assault against his family. He turned to James, throwing him a energy ball.

Piper froze it mid air. 

Everyone turned to look at us

James took the distraction to throw an energy ball at Richard not giving either me or Piper opportunity to freeze it or create a shield around Richard to protect him.

Richard was sent flying across the room, crashing against th wall and falling unconscious.

Paige immediately reacted "No! Richard" as she walked past us, I stumbled backwards towards Phoebe who seemed shocked and pained as well.

I wasn't the only one to feel Olivia inside Paige's body.

"Richard. Richard, please wake. Richard, please wake up" Paige cried, gently hitting his cheeks, "It's me, it's Olivia"

Piper looked on realization, glancing back at me and Phoebe noticing our state "Oh, no"

Olivia/Paige looked up darkly and upset, "If I can't have him in life, then I'll have him in death" she told us before orbing away

Rosalie tried to stop her but she couldn't, starting to cry

I looked at Phoebe who stared at the place Olivia/Paige had been with a thoughtful expression

~8~

N/A

I think I had forgotten this story. I shouldn't publish books I won't be finishing. But in my defense, I write whenever I feel inspired or I have time. 

This year I haven't had the time I've wished. Last year of nursing school is stressful. I can only breathe until Friday night and the entire weekend and that if I don't have to study. That, and adding the fact I have a lot of unfinished stories and a few unpublished I am working on, sometimes  i get overwhelmed I get anxiety attacks and I have to stay away from any electronics and this includes wattpad.

Just yesterday I had an anxiety attack which made me clean and compulsively rearrange my kitchen and throw down my closer and rearrange it again until I was satisfied and relaxed. So, if I don't write it's for three things.

Lack of inspiration (i write whenever I feel inspired or I get new ideas)

When I have free time from college

And when I'm not anxious and can actually write something.

I hope you are patient with me. I try, honestly try but I can't force myself or I'll just simply stop if I make myself write when I don't feel like it.

I'm not thinking on stopping this book. I like Bree too much to stop writing her and her plot it's just beginning for to let it unfinished. My plans are so far all season six.

I'm still debating wether to continue on season seven or write the future until they're somewhat needed. What do you think? Do I continue writing in season seven or I show their future after they managed to save Wyatt?

Vote, comment. I always read what you write. It helps me a lot to become a better writer

*~Peace and Out,
De~*