Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters except Jayde.
Set in the middle of season 3, before Prue’s death but after Piper’s marriage.
Darryl walked quickly up the pathway towards the Halliwell Manor, glancing around in a paranoid manner. He rang the doorbell, mentally noting the door had been fixed. Almost immediately the door was opened and Piper stood beaming at him.
“Darryl! What a nice surprise!” she cried, practically dragging him into the house. “Everyone, Darryl’s here!” Prue and Phoebe appeared from the living room, Leo orbed in and Jayde came nervously down the stairs. Upon seeing Jayde Darryl groaned.
“My boss is gonna kill me!” he declared. “I thought you were gonna sort her out.” He reminded the sisters. Leo came to their defence.
“It’s been a bit busy around here and Jayde’s been helping out. Plus, I asked the Elders and they said Jayde can’t be sent back. Something to do with the family line not continuing without her presence now.” Darryl looked defeated; he certainly didn’t want the Halliwell line to die out.
“Just don’t let my boss find her…or the psychiatrists. They’re longing to sink their claws into the crazy girl from the drug dealer’s basement.”
“Ok, ok!” Phoebe assured him. “So, is that what this visit is about?” she asked and Darryl shook his head.
“No, I’m meant to be working but I was passing through and remembered I had to give you this.” He replied, pulling an envelope out of his pocket and handing it to them. “I better go before my boss realises I’m not out on the streets.” He said and quickly left. Piper saw him out and Phoebe opened the envelope. Inside was an invitation to a party the following week celebrating the anniversary of Darryl and his wife.
The sisters were all out, Piper at P3 with Phoebe and Prue was working, when Jayde emerged from the room her ancestors had given her and sort out Leo.
“Hey, Leo!” she called quietly, knowing he would hear her. He appeared almost instantly in a scattering of white lights.
“Hey, what’s wrong Jayde?” he asked seeing her tear streaked face.
“I, uh, haven’t been completely honest.” She said, sitting on the couch and refusing to look at him. A worried expression crossed his face.
“Why? What about?” he asked anxiously. Jayde took a deep breath and raised her head.
“The reason the shrinks are after me is because before I was sent back in time I was living in a mental institution, not in the Halliwell Manor. It seems that when I was sent back in time so were my records.” She confessed, crying again. Leo bit his lip nervously.
“Uh…if you don’t mind me asking…” he began awkwardly, but thanks to Jayde’s telepathic abilities he needn’t finish the question.
“I’m a schizophrenic sociopath…and have depression.” She admitted and prepared herself for the fear and revulsion she was accustomed to seeing on the faces of those outside of the mental institution. Instead Leo looked compassionate and sympathetic.
“Ok, don’t worry, we’ll sort something out. Do you, by chance, have your meds with you?” he asked and she nodded tearfully. “Can I, uh, have them please?” he asked nervously, knowing it wasn’t wise to leave meds in the hands of a depressed person. An angry look crossed her face, quickly followed by resignation.
“Whatever.” She said and led him up to her room. She had been wearing a thin black coat on the night of her appearance at the Halliwell Manor and apparently the meds had been in it. She fished them out of the drawer beside her bed and handed them to Leo who pocketed them.
“Um, another thing…or two?” she asked and he waited patiently for her to continue. “Could you let me tell the sisters? And could I possibly get some new clothes…this is all I have.” She gestured at the outfit she had worn since she arrived. Stupidly, it hadn’t occurred to any of them to get her more clothes and she had been reluctant to mention it before she was sure she was staying. If they were going to sort out the situation regarding her mental health then she was likely to be staying either with them or at least in their time.
“Yeah, sure, the sisters will take you out later.” Leo replied. “Listen, I have to go. A charge is calling. Will you be ok here by yourself?” he asked and she nodded. Leo didn’t look convinced but had no choice but to go.
Piper and Phoebe tumbled into the Manor through the new front door, laughing at a joke Phoebe had just made. Jayde hurried down the stairs to meet them. At first they didn’t see her but a few seconds later they stopped in their tracks, seeing her and noting her nervous expression.
“What’s up, Jayde?” Phoebe asked, hurrying over and putting her arm around the girl’s shoulders. Piper gestured towards the living room and the three made their way to the couches.
“Can we wait for Prue?” Jayde asked.
“No need to wait!” Prue declared, marching into the room and dropping gracelessly into an armchair beside Piper. A sickly pale tinge came to Jayde’s thin face and her petite figure slumped as she realised she could no longer delay telling them the truth.
“Leo!” she cried, no longer sure she could do this alone. Telling Leo was one thing, but telling the legendary Charmed Ones? That she couldn’t do, despite being a talented and unusually gifted witch herself. Leo immediately orbed into the room, glanced around and took in the scene.
“Oh, have you told them?” he asked and Jayde shook her head.
“I can’t!” she wailed, promptly bursting into distressed tears. Several minutes later and after each of the sisters had promised not to get mad Jayde was ready to tell her story, with Leo’s support.
“Ok, I’ll start at the beginning…avoiding any references to the future that may change the family line.” She said with a fearful glance at Leo. By this stage Prue was bursting with impatience and curiousity.
“Well? What is it?” she asked, bouncing her hand against her knee.
“It started in four years ago when I was twelve, in 2067…”
(Author’s note….ha, you have to wait for the next chapter to find out Jayde's story.)
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Submission Name: Turning Time Chapter 3 A Charmed Fanfic
