Meetings
By Mellaithwen
Rating: K+
Genre: Drama/Angst
Disclaimer: They don't belong to me
Summary: After meeting Bianca for the first time, the girls and Leo are forced to tell Wyatt & Chris about the other Chris. Set in changed future.
About the genre's. I haven't put romance in there since I don't like reading it that much and seriously can't write it, so Bianca only plays a small part in this, and apologies in advance for any slush that might appear in future chapters.
And I know, I know, you'd think having six-ish stories on the go would put someone off writing more, but no, I'm an idiot. Enjoy!
Chapter 1
Piper Halliwell stood in her kitchen, a defiant look on her middle-aged features. Her hair fell just past her shoulders with a side parting in curls, small grey hairs beginning to form at the roots, barely noticeable. As she emphasised her point by pacing, her long brown skirt swirled around her, her heeled shoes clamping down on the ground with each step on the kitchen tiles.
"Mom, I really don't think this is a good idea." Wyatt said, his tone begging, as he sat on the stool next to the breakfast bar, an empty plate in front of him.
His legs were entwined with the bar on the stool, and he leaned forward, trying to get his mother to calm down without having to move. His dirt denim jeans were kept up by a brown belt, and he wore a sandy coloured top, adorned with a red jacket he had yet to take off.
It wasn't often his mother called for him, especially seeing as Chris was there for her if she was in need of help, and his healing was almost as good as Wyatt's now, so hearing the frantic cry he had orbed home immediately, searching the room for danger, only to find his mother looking very annoyed as she stood with a plate in her hands.
"Here," She had said kindly, and kissed her son on the cheek, handing him the plate.
"Uh, mom?"
"Yes dear?"
"Did you call me here just to feed me?"
"No, eat up."
And Wyatt did as he was told, watching as his mother cleaned up the kitchen.
As he placed the knife and fork back down and pushed the plate away slightly, he had a large grin plastered on his face.
"Thanks mom."
"You're welcome." She said sweetly, before changing her demeanour completely. "Now why is your brother in the Underworld!"
Wyatt was taken aback, and at that moment was very glad he had stopped rocking on the seat, or the outburst would have caused a painful fall.
He coughed. "Sorry, what?"
"You heard."
"Uh…" Wyatt tried to fill, knowing full well why Chris was down in the Underworld.
"How do you know he is?" He asked, stalling.
"Your Aunt can't sense him." She growled, having already asked Paige once she saw that Chris had once again orbed away. "But I know you can." She finished, referring to the bond her sons had always shared. "Now orb me down there, this instant!"
"Mom, I really don't think this is a good idea."
He was begging, he was glad his mother had changed tact from asking why, and telling him to orb her there, but Chris would not be happy, and who was he to invade his privacy, even if it was in the Underworld.
"Wyatt Matthew Halliwell, you will do as you're told!" Piper shouted at her oldest son.
And though he was twenty-one years of age, Wyatt knew not to cross his mother; he quickly waved his hands, orbing her to where Chris was at that very moment.
Chris cupped his hands around her face, ignoring the hood of her cloak that hung around her face. His fingers brushed her dark hair as he did so.
"You have no idea what this means to me, Bianca." He said earnestly, looking her in the eyes.
She smiled.
"Yes I do."
And he smiled in return.
"I know how hard this has been on you, and I never wanted you to choose-"
She put a finger on his lips.
"If this is what I have to do to be with you then I'll do it, I'll leave it all, for you, Chris."
He leaned in, overcome with the joy of knowing that their relaishonship no longer had to be a secret. Once his family knew that she was giving up her life as a demon he saw no reason why they wouldn't be open to him being with her. He got closer, breathing in her scent, and Bianca leaned in too.
"Christopher Perry Halliwell!" A shrill voice screeched through the air bringing everything to an abrupt stop.
"Mom!" Chris cried in surprise, spinning around, seeing his mother in front of him, the faint echoes of light signalling that she had been orbed there. A voice in his mind echoed 'Wyatt' bitterly.
He saw her gaze travel to the cloaked figure behind him and stared in horror. "Mom, it's not what you think-"
What am I gonna say?
"Oh isn't it!" Piper practically screamed.
Oh she's mad, oh god…
"Mom, really, I don't know what Wyatt's told you but-"
"Wyatt knows you've been doing this!"
"No!" Chris quickly denied, more out of habit than anything else, before correcting himself. "Yes, but-, look Mom-"
"Don't Chris. You wanna go vanquish demons without telling me and put yourself in danger, then fine! I'll show you how it's done!" And piper flicked out her hands. Chris panicked, screaming "No!" He ran forward, putting himself in between both women.
"Chris!" Piper and Bianca screamed simultaneously. Chris had begun to orb as soon as he knew what was happened and thankfully did so just in time, his orbs scattering across the room, before re-forming into his own body as the force of Piper attempting to blow someone up threw him into the wall.
He landed with a thud and tried to get up slowly, still reeling from the attack from his own mother.
"Oh! Chris!" Piper cried as she ran forward and hugged her son. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."
Bianca hung back, but as Chris looked up at her she too crouched next to him, removing her hood for the first time, allowing Piper to get a decent look at her, upon doing so, staggered to her feet, her eyes falling to the memorable birth mark of a Phoenix rising from the ashes, on her wrist.
"You." She breathed and Bianca merely looked lost. Staring from the fuming woman and Chris, who only shrugged as he got up, and took his place between them once more. He strained his ears as he tried to understand his mother's mumblings and mutterings of anger directed at Bianca as she recalled the way she had treated the young man in the past, almost killing him.
"Mom…" Chris began, knowing his mother had somehow found out his real reasons for being there with Bianca.
"Don't you dare tell me to calm down, you have NO idea!" Piper cried, and regretted doing so straight afterwards. She hated yelling at her children, Chris especially, knowing she had done so to his other future self more than enough times in scorn.
"Mom, just calm down."
He turned to Bianca quickly, mouthed a sorry and orbed himself and Piper away to the manor.
As soon as they arrived Piper rounded on her youngest son.
"She's a demon." She hissed. "A demon!"
Wyatt walked into the living room, but upon hearing his mothers words quickly ran back out again, eager to avoid his brother for a while.
"You don't even know her mom."
"Oh don't I?" Piper scoffed, but seeing her son's confused look, realised she'd said too much.
"Leo!" She called, and her husband orbed in front of them.
"Your son, is going out with a demon!"
Leo faltered, clearly surprised.
"Mom!" Chris whined, not looking forward to his father's reaction
"A demon!"
"Yes, but Bianca, she's changed, you don't understand she's not like that anymore."
"But she used to be?"
"Bianca?" Leo muttered quietly to himself, a memory of nursing Chris as he lay feverish and dying on the couch coming to mind.
"Well yeah, look-."
"Chris, how did you two meet?" Phoebe asked, cutting in, having sensed the unease from up stairs and had quickly come down to investigate, dragging Paige with her. Chris grimaced; this was not going to be fun.
"She tried to WHAT!" Piper bellowed, the house shaking under such stress from her powers going berserk.
"Mom, she's changed!"
"A demon tries to kill you and comes this close to succeeding and you fall in love with her!" She asked incredulously.
"In all fairness I was trespassing…" He said lamely and Wyatt shot him an amused look, clearly seeing this as the worst reply he could have come up with.
"So that makes it ok!" His mother screeched once more.
Chris faltered, knowing no excuse for this one.
"Mom, I think what Chris is trying to say is, Bianca has changed and she's very glad she didn't kill Chris." Wyatt said, in a mocking tone carefully hidden from all but Chris who in turn glared at his older brother.
"I can't believe you told them." Chris growled and Wyatt glared in return.
"I didn't!"
"Oh really, did mom orb herself down there?" Chris asked sceptically, dripping with sarcasm.
"I just orbed her there. I didn't tell her anything!"
"Sure you didn't, how the hell-." But Chris' outburst was cut off by his father's voice, booming across to them.
"Wyatt, Chris, go to your rooms while we discuss this."
Wyatt, who was only visiting due to his mother's calling found this amusing to once again be ordered away to his bedroom, while Chris looked ready to blow a gasket.
"I have every right to be a part of this conversation!" He cried, fuming at his discard.
Piper shot her son a look that told him to do as his father had told him, and walked away to the kitchen, the rest of the family in tow.
Chris followed his brother up the stairs, and as they reached the first landing, Wyatt leant over the banister carefully not to make a sound and saw that the rest of the family had all filed into the kitchen.
He grabbed Chris' wrist and orbed them both downstairs into the living room. As they perched behind the couch, they looked around carefully, and ensuring the coast was clear they crept towards the door to the kitchen, its thin density making it easier to hear the voices on the other side.
"What are we going to do?" Piper asked, sinking into the chair.
"What do you mean?" Paige asked, putting a comforting hand on her sister's shoulder.
"We've seen her; we've seen how capable she is of turning. She almost killed him for god's sake, and then she stripped him of his powers!"
"And she sent him off to the future. Who knows what Wyatt might have done to him before he came back?" Leo said, voicing concerns he had held dormant for a long time.
"But that was different, wasn't it? I mean there's no evil Wyatt for her to take those kinds of orders from," Phoebe said. "There's no blonde tyrant sending assassins after his brother so maybe she's changed too."
Piper did not look convinced, and Leo still seemed sceptical.
"I think Piper's right; I think we should stop Chris."
He had always been protective of his sons, maybe too much so, he had often faced situations where said sons would scream at him because of it, but he knew what they did not. He never wanted them to doubt his love.
He didn't want Wyatt to turn, though he knew it was unlikely now, and he never wanted Chris to utter the words his other twenty-two year old self had.
'You were never there for me. You were there for everybody else, mom, Wyatt, half the world, but you were never there for me. You didn't have the time.'
"Stop Chris from what?" Phoebe's cry shook him out of his stupor. "From going out with her? From falling in love? From proposing?" Phoebe cried suddenly, unaware that she was channelling Chris' feelings as well as her own disbelief.
"From getting hurt," Piper said, staring at her sister in the eye, barely able to get out the next sentence that formed in her head but knowing she had to. "From dying." She finished, and Phoebe noticed the tears pooling in her eyes. Leo got to her side and quietly comforted her.
"Come on, you should lie down for a bit." He said softly, taking her hand and leading her through the dining room and up the stairs to their bedroom.
"Argh!" Phoebe cried once Leo and Piper were a far enough distance away. She rested on the tabletop, and repeatedly hit her head against it. Her shoulder length brown locks falling around her face, shielding her from view but not muffling her voice.
"How can they do this, how can they just completely disregard his feelings?"
Paige looked at her for a moment, her hands on her hips, her red lips pursed as she waited, well aware that her sister could feel Chris' feelings
"He loves her Paige, really, he loves her."
Paige gulped. She was not going to over-ride Chris' own parents on this, but she couldn't leave Phoebe on the sidelines alone.
"I know Phoebe, but this is hard on her and Leo. Chris died; they don't want that to happen again! None of us do."
Phoebe was about to retort with a thoughtless comment on how Piper had not been there at the time when a cracked voice from the doorway caught their attention.
"Again?" Wyatt croaked, he and Chris moving from the hiding place they had occupied as their parents edged out of the kitchen, and making their way back to the door.
Phoebe and Paige span around suddenly, a sinking feeling in their stomachs as they turned to see a very scared Wyatt, and a very pale Chris standing in the doorway, speechless.
TBC
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