Disclaimer: I own nothing, sadly. If I did, (adult) Chris would still be there.

My first Charmed fic, and honestly, I'm not really sure where I'm headed with it, but I've had the idea in my head for a while, so I had to get it down on paper (then transferred onto my computer). I somehow stumbled onto the Charmed world a couple of months ago, and I've been hooked ever since. Started in middle of season 3 and currently in season 6 or 7, so feel free to correct anything. Also, I'm having trouble with coming up with a title, so suggestions are welcome!


"Hey, can I talk to you for a second?" 27-year-old Chris called out, taking a nervous gulp. An Asian girl, who looked to be about the same age as him, stopped and turned around.

"Sure," she replied. "I'll catch up with you guys later." She said the latter to her group of friends whom she had been walking with. "What's up, Chris?"

"Well, I was wondering if… you know… if you weren't busy or anything, if…" Chris trailed off nervously, tugging at the collar of his green, button-up polo.

"Why Chris Halliwell," she teased, "are you trying to ask me out?" Chris looked up and met her chocolate brown eyes. The playful smile on her lips eased his nerves and filled his with newfound confidence.

"Yeah," he replied confidently, "I was wondering if you'd like to go out to dinner with me sometime."

"Why I'd love to, Christopher," she replied with mock elegance. "I'm free this Friday night."

"Great, pick you up at seven?"

"It's a date."

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The two sat at a small, candle-lit table in one of the most expensive restaurants in town. They fidgeted uncomfortably as they attempted to decipher the menu, which was completely written in French.

Chris slammed his menu down on the table in frustration, earning some glares from nearby tables.

"It's fine Chris," the girl said, resting a reassuring hand on his forearm. "We can leave if you want."

"I'm really sorry," Chris apologized, running a hand through his hair. "I just wanted to impress you."

"Chris," she laughed, "we've known each other for what, five years now? You don't have to impress me. I already like you. I wouldn't have agreed to this date if I didn't. You know that I'd have just as much fun at the carnival at the beach." Chris grinned and took her hand in his.

"Sounds good to me."

So they drove off to the beach and ate corndogs as they milled around the carnival, hand in hand, before heading towards the game area.

It was almost midnight when they headed home and stood in front of the door of her apartment.

"I had a great time tonight, Chris," she said, holding a large, stuffed penguin that Chris had won for her earlier that night.

"I'm glad. I had a lot of fun too," Chris replied. Slowly, as if time had slowed down just for them, Chris captured her lips in a soft kiss. "Good night."

"Good night Chris."

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"For the millionth time, I don't need any help vanquishing the demon!" Chris yelled. The couple constantly fought about the issue of Chris's demon fighting.

"I'm not saying you need help," she cried out exasperatingly. "I'm your girlfriend Chris! We've been together for six months now! I think I have the right to worry about my boyfriend!"

"Well sorry for wanting to protect the woman I love and keep her away from any danger!"

"Well sorry for wanting to make sure the guy I love doesn't kill himself fighting demons because he's too bigheaded to ask for help!"

There was a moment of silence, each of them digesting what the other had just said.

"Did we just profess our love for each other for the first time in the middle of a fight?" she asked with a wry smile.

"Only we could," verified Chris, smiling, fight forgotten.

"I love you, Christopher Halliwell."

"I love you too, Angelika Moralejo."

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It was a late night, two years after the fight where they had first professed their love. The couple was swinging on the swing set of Chris's childhood park under the full moon; one of their favorite past times.

"The moon's beautiful tonight," commented Angelika, staring up at the sky and swinging slowly.

"But not as beautiful as you," replied Chris, earning a chuckle from his girlfriend.

"That has got to be the cheesiest line you have ever said to me."

"Well, get some nachos, it's about to get cheesier," he said.

"What do you mean, Chris?" she asked, puzzled. Chris slowly got out of his swing and stood right in front of Angelika, gently stopping her.

"I love you Ange," he said simply.

"I love you too," she said back, "now what exactly is up?"

"I love you so much, Ange, so I'm asking you this now," he slowly kneeled down onto one knee and looked her straight in the eye, "Will you make me the happiest witch slash whitelighter alive and say you'll marry me?" He took out a small box from his pocket and opened it to reveal a simple gold band with a diamond stone. ((Not the one he got Bianca.)) He looked into her eyes and saw that they were welling with tears. She started crying softly, but stayed silent.

"Please say yes," half-joked Chris, "It cost a lot of money and I don't think I can get a refund."

Instead of replying, Angelika threw her arms around his neck in a hug, still crying.

"I guess I'll take that as a yes," Chris laughed. Angelika slapped his shoulder playfully, burying her face in his neck. "And I'll just take that as an affectionate pat from a woman to her fiancé." She pulled back to give him a kiss.

"Of course I'll marry you, you idiot," she laughed, tears streaming down her face. He laughed too and slid the ring onto her finger. A perfect fit.

"And you were right," she replied, wiping away the tears, "That was the cheesiest thing I've ever heard." They kissed again. "And I loved every minute of it."

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"You may now say your vows," Grams (Penny) told the couple. It was a rather simple, magical wedding in the town courtyard in spring. Only a few close friends and family (including some summoned spirits) were present for the special occasion.

"I love you so much, Angelika," Chris started, his voice full of emotion, "Jeez, I don't want to sound so corny, but I don't know what I'd do without you. I love everything about you, about us. Our stupid little fights where we usually end up wrecking the room completely," people chuckled at this, and Chris took the opportunity to look up and see Angelika's brown eyes filling with tears, "I love our late night conversations and our jokes that make no sense. I'm completely comfortable around you, and I love the way I feel knowing that you'll always be here for me. I'd trust my life with you, and I actually have a couple of times. Even when I was at my lowest, after Bianca, you were there to help me up. Through all the obstacles, relationship-wise and magical, we made it through. I would do anything for you. Fight every demon; endure your horrible cooking… even die for you. I love you Ange," Chris took a deep breath before reciting the traditional magical wedding vow, "My soul, my magic, my love, I pledge to you here with friends and family as witnesses, I willingly allow this bond to be made, as your husband, with you as my wife." A green shimmer appeared around Chris, but Grams motioned for Angelika to start her vows.

"I don't think I can even explain how much I love you," she started, her voice cracking, eyes bright with tears, "You're my best friend, my soul mate, my love. Nothing could ever measure up or replace what we have together. I love everything about you, your kindness, your intelligence. Even your stubbornness and your jealousy. Without you, I'd be nothing. You found me at my lowest, and still offered me your friendship. Who would have ever thought that that friendship would have blossomed into such an amazing love like this? You know that I'd trust my life with you without any hesitation. I would die for you Chris," she paused before reciting, "My soul, my magic, my love, I pledge to you here with family and friends as witnesses, I willingly allow this stronger bond to be made, as your wife, with you as my husband." Just as a green shimmer had appeared around Chris, a pink one appeared around Angelika. Grams motioned for them to take each other's hands as she recited the last line.

"Your souls, your magic, your love," she said, "Will be bonded in one of the strongest bonds there are, the bond of marriage and true love. Do you, Christopher Perry Halliwell, take Angelika Rose Moralejo to be your lawfully and magically wedded wife?"

"I do."

"And do you, Angelika Rose Moralejo, take Christopher Perry Halliwell to be your lawfully and magically wedded husband?"

"I do."

"Then with the power vested in me by the higher powers, I pronounce you husband and wife." The shimmers around Chris and Angelika soared above them, blending into a golden shimmer before drifting back down to the newly wed couple. "You may now kiss the bride." Grams smiled as everyone clapped, the couple not having to be told twice.

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"CHRIS!!" Angelika called, a couple of months after their wedding. Chris immediately orbed in, thinking she was in some kind of danger.

"What? What is it?" Chris asked worriedly, looking around for any possible dangers.

"I wanted to tell you something," she replied simply. Chris sighed, partly in relief, partly in frustration.

"Jeez, Ange, I thought it was important, I was in the middle of fighting the tiger demon."

"It is important," insisted Angelika. "Come here." They sat down on the couch, turned toward each other.

"It better be. I've been trying to vanquish this demon for months now!"

Instead of replying, she grabbed his hand and pressed it to her stomach.

"What are you doing? Am I supposed to be feeling something?" Chris asked, starting to get agitated.

"You're supposed to be feeling your future child."

"I don't have time for this, the…" he trailed off, digesting what was said. "Wait a minute… you're…"

"Pregnant." She nodded, waiting anxiously for his response.

"But… how…"

"Well, when a man and a woman love each other very much…"

"I know that," he snapped, burying his face in his hands.

"Are you… angry?" Angelika inquired softly. Chris immediately looked up, surprise on his face.

"What? Of course not," Chris said, taking both he hands in his, "It's just…I'm going to be a dad." Angelika had been avoiding looking at Chris, afraid of his reaction, but since his voice held no emotion, she no choice but to look up at him. She nearly cried in relief, but instead gave a small laugh; Chris had the goofiest grin on his face.

She nodded and wiped away a rebellious tear. "You're going to be a daddy."

"And you're going to be a mommy," Chris said, warming up to the idea. She nodded, not able to remove the smile on her face. "We're going to be parents." Angelika laughed as more tears filled her eyes.

"Why are you crying?" asked Chris, worried.

"Hormones," Angelika replied through the tears, smiling. Chris laughed.

"I have a feeling that I'm going to be hearing that a lot for the next nine months. And probably as an excuse." He laughed again, wrapping his arms around his wife.

"Yupp, so you better get used to it."

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"I'm pregnant, NOT an invalid!" nine-month-pregnant Angelika argued.

"I know that, but you could have the baby at any moment," replied Chris.

"That doesn't mean I can't do some research to help you," she pointed out.

"Fine," Chris caved, "but, I think you should stay with Aunt Paige at the Magic School while you do. Just to be on the safe side." Angelika rolled her eyes, but reluctantly agreed.

Just as Chris put an arm around her to orb, however, Angelika winced in pain.

"What is it? What's wrong?"

"The baby," she winced again, "it's coming.

xxxxx

An hour later, Chris and Angelika were at the San Francisco General Hospital Medical Center. Angelika was in the hospital bed, Chris at her side.

"Angel darling," Chris said softly, "could you please loosen the grip on my hand?" As the contractions had gotten closer together, Chris had offered his hand to relieve some of the pain. He instantly regretted it. She was, after all, a witch who had vanquished many demons…a very strong witch.

"Sorry, Chrissy darling," Angelika replied, oddly calm, "but it was your sperm who helped create this little bundle of joy I'm trying to bring into the world," Chris winced as another contraction came along, "and you will just have endure at least some of the pain I'm going through." She let out a painful scream.

"Okay, Angelika," the doctor told her, "it's time. I need you to push for me." She did as she was told, grunting in pain, tears forming in her eyes.

"Come on sweetie," Chris encouraged, "you can do it. Just think, in a few minutes, you'll be able to hold our little son or daughter." Angelika smiled through the pain. "We still need a name too. Any ideas?" Chris tried to keep her mind off the pain, and it seemed to be working.

"I was thinking," Angelika started between pushes, "that we continue your family tradition, even though you did break it."

"Just one more push Angelika," the doctor interrupted, "The head's already out."

"You want the name to start with a P?" Chris asked. Angelika nodded as she gave one more, final push.

"Congratulations," the doctor announced with a smile, "It's a girl!" Angelika smiled through the sweat.

"I've always liked the name Peyton."

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Chris crossed his arms as he leaned against the doorframe. He had a small smile on his face as he watched the scene in front of him.

Angelika was sitting on the floor, legs crossed as she played with their one-year-old daughter, Peyton. They were smiling and laughing, enjoying the precious peace between demon attacks.

Their peace was short-lived, however, when a loud crash was heard. Chris was instantly alert. Angelika had looked up quickly, nodding to Chris curtly before gently getting up and scooping Peyton up into her arms.

Before either of them said a word, three demons appeared. Chris instantly sent one flying into the wall with his telekinesis. With her free hand, Angelika threw an energy ball at another one, but the demon shimmered away just in time before reappearing. Meanwhile, Chris was sending large objects flying towards the other demon.

The demon Angelika was facing threw a fireball. Luckily, it missed its target, but the blast knocked Angelika off of her feet, still clinging to little Peyton. Chris instantly orbed to her side and sent the demon flying.

"Take Peyton," Angelika quickly told Chris, handing him their daughter, "Take her somewhere safe. I'll keep the demons busy while you get help." Chris opened his mouth to protest, but Angelika knew him too well, "It'll be quicker if you orb, so go!" She threw a glance at the demons, which were starting to get back up. She quickly kissed Chris on the lips and Peyton on the forehead. "I love you both. Now go!"

Angelika stood up, energy ball in hand. She turned around and smiled at Chris and Peyton, who were starting to orb.

The last thing Chris saw before he completely orbed away was three fireballs heading straight for Angelika.

xoxoxo

"NO! ANGELIKA!" 22-year-old Chris screamed, sitting up, looking around frantically.