Disclaimer: Sadly, I regret to inform you that I do not own Charmed...however I do own Nic...at least I think I do...well, maybe she owns herself...all I know is that she walked into my head a couple of days back...and well...she's been begging for me to write this down ever since. lol


Old images from 4 years ago flashed through Chris' mind.

He gasped as he awoke from his sleep. "No, no...why now?" Chris thought out loud, why, after all these years would she now come into his head.

Chris fumbled around and found his wallet, he pulled out a couple of photos, and pulling the back one to the front he half-smiled.

"Nic," He said fondly as he looked at the girl standing in his arms. They looked so happy there...not long after that their world had come crashing down around them...but that was then...He couldn't think about her, not now...not here. Not after everything that had happened since then. No, he'd moved on since then...hadn't he? There had been Bianca, and he'd loved her, he had...but still no-one would never compare to Nicola.

Chris thought back to the day the picture was taken.

;;; Flashback ;;;

Nicola or Nic as Chris called her was wrapped tightly in Chris' arms as their picture was taken. After the flash Chris spun her around and kissed her passionately.

"I love you," She whispered in his ear after they pulled her apart.

"I love you too," Chris said holding her close, never wanting to let go, never wanting to lose her.

Chris guided her over to the nearest bench in the park, and together they sat down, Nic leaning on Chris as his arm was wrapped around her shoulder.

"God, you two are so cute, it's often sickening!" Emily, one of Nic's closest friends, also the one who had taken the photo, said.

"Shut up Emz!" Nic said as she stood up, purely to hit Emily. "Anyways, you and Mitch can be pretty sickening too."

"True." Chris put in.

"Not as sickening as you two..." Emily said shaking her head.

"We're not sickening we're in love...right baby?" Nic said looking back towards Chris.

"Yeah, that's right, and really you and Mitch...you can be pretty damn gross." Chris earned a deadly glare for Emily then as Nicola laughed at her boyfriend.

Soon after it started raining and Nic ran over to Chris.

"Hey lover boy...wanna dance?" She smiled, her dark eyes gleaming mischievously.

"Awww, but Nic...it's raining!" Chris complained.

"And?" She smiled seductively, as she pulled her boyfriend up then started dancing round him. "C'mon Chris...dance with me..." She stuck her bottom lip out trying to look cute.

"You're mad..." Chris said in disbelief.

"Oh, believe me, I know," She said as she walked up to him stopping just inches in front of him. "But you love me for it really."

"Sound pretty sure there."

"That's because I know I'm right," Nicola giggled. Chris stepped forwards, closing the distance between the two and reached his hand out, to tuck a strand of Nic's wet, auburn hair behind her ear. Chris then placed a soft, tender kiss on her lips.

;;; End Flashback ;;;

"No, Chris, no...stop thinking about her now! You can't think about her now, this is not the time, or the place...I...If things were different, then you could think. But you're here for a reason, remember Wyatt? And if you start thinking about Nicola...you won't get to save Wyatt..." Chris tried reasoning with himself...but now that Nic had come into his thoughts, she wasn't going to go away again easily...she never did. But for now, Chris had to concentrate on saving Wyatt, then, and only then could he think about the future and the love of his life.

She may be the beauty or the beast
May be the famine or the feast
May turn each day into a Heaven or a Hell
She may be the mirror of my dreams
A smile reflected in a stream
She may not be what she may seem
Inside her shell....

She, who always seems so happy in a crowd
Whose eyes can be so private and so proud
No one's allowed to see them when they cry
She maybe the love that cannot hope to last
May come to me from shadows in the past
That I remember 'till the day I die

"God Damn it!" Chris yelled in anger as he hit his head against the wall of the back room of P3. "Idiot, idiot, idiot!" No matter how hard he tried for the rest of the night he could just not get that girl out of his head. The one thing Chris really needed he knew he could never have again...and what he needed was her. Nicola. But that would never happen.

The meaning of my life is
She....She
Oh, she....


So...What do you think? This is my first stab at a Chris fic...as apposed to a song-fic or my usual P/L stuff... But don't worry people, I'm still a hard core P/L fan, I just had this fic begging to be written!